Born short-lived

In Hua Xu's official history, Dong Wen's marriage is always mentioned in a few words, almost avoiding talking about it, except that in some deductive biographies, it will be said that he is ruthless as an emperor, has a stubborn heart, and has no belongings in his life.

Only now, after uncovering the dust of the previous dynasty, Dong Sheng gradually figured it out—maybe it's not that he doesn't belong, it's just that he can't say it.

But Dong Sheng was also quite emotional.

It turns out that the goodness of Longyang can also be inherited in one continuous line.

At that time, Dongwen was already the general trend of the Central Plains, irresistible like a shattered one. There was no suspense in winning the battle of Changle Gate, and it became everyone's expectation to win the Yong'an City.

This period of history is written very domineeringly in the official history of Hua Xu's previous dynasty-"In the first year of the Eastern Yuan Dynasty, spirits and ghosts became a disaster, and the world was in chaos. Millions of corpses were buried in the four continents, bleeding and drifting. Dongshi Heiling Dongwen ordered 36 Tiangang, The building will collapse. Extinguishing ghosts, slaughtering the Huns, sweeping the world, annexing the eight wastelands, establishing a country and establishing a name, known as Huaxu in history. Dividing Yanyun into sixteen states, awarding 16 relatives and heroes, setting the capital in Dong'an, according to Yizhang The city is facing the abyss of unpredictability."

Dong'an City is also known as Yong'an City, which is also the current Huajing City.

The battle of Changlemen was fought beautifully, almost as recorded in the history books. Dongwen's Tiangang Lingwu had an advantage beyond the times 1000 years ago.

This made Dong Sheng somewhat envious.

After all, after 1000 years, a psychic cannon can smash the Tiangang Lingwu to pieces.

It's a pity that Dong Min is indeed a good marshal, but not a good emperor.

The history books did not record Dong Min's achievements in detail, only said that Wanmin surrendered - but the historian's pen is vague about how Wanmin surrendered.

Even Dong Sheng, who grew up in the army, knows that after so many years of war, what the common people need most is to recuperate—rather than making contributions, they would rather go home and farm.

However, the size of the army has not decreased but increased.

"Do you know what you're doing?!" Jin Yun's face was bloodless when he said this, and he looked at Dong Min fixedly, feeling that the gloomy young man with black jade embedded between his brows in front of him was very strange to him.

——As far as Dong Sheng saw, this was the seventh time they had quarreled since they settled down.

Dong Min's health was in decline, and at this time, he could no longer survive without taking medicine five times a day. All matters related to people's livelihood in the country were handed over to the Jiang people.

But he obviously hadn't opened his eyes for more than five hours a day, and he still held on to the commander's seal and refused to let it go. Until now, Hua Xu didn't even have a serious marshal.

Dong Sheng could feel the tiredness like a rising tide, he was like the sand on the shoal, being dragged by the sea to slide heavily into the abyss.He didn't even understand how Dong Min held on, it seemed like a hair in the nick of time, as long as the last strand of hair was broken, this person would be like a landslide and never get up again.

Dong Min is different from him, Tiangang Lingwu is Dong Min's most trusted and only one he can trust, so the 36 Tiangang Lingwu are in human form almost all the time.

Dong Min curled up on a soft couch in a dark corner of the room, wrapped in two or three layers of quilts, he seemed afraid to look into Jin Yun's eyes, but accidentally glanced at them, and hastily turned his face away as if being stung, Opening his mouth with difficulty, he said: "I have already completed the paperwork, and I will lead my troops to the south the day after tomorrow—this time I will go to the imperial conquest...Whether you like it or not."

"You...!" Jin Yun's lips turned white with anger, and his voice trembled, "How could you..."

"What?" Dong Min said vainly, her cheeks were so thin that they were almost sunken, and her whole body was extremely thin.

He glanced at Jinyun seemingly lightly, and said coldly, "I'm already like this, so what do you do with me?"

Not surprisingly, Jinyun was stunned, but Dong Sheng, who was in Dong Min's mind, could really feel how much energy was consumed by that light glance.

He seemed to be able to read Dong Min's mind.

This man has fought against thousands of troops all his life, and what gives him the most sense of accomplishment is the enemies hovering around him, but what scares him the most is also those enemies hovering around him—even if the entire Central Plains is hung. Going up the Xuantian Rising Sun Banner could not make him feel at ease, because there are still barbarians in southern border.

In Dong Min's view, as long as there is an inch of land on the Eastern Continent that does not belong to him, it is not really peaceful.

And the more he knew that his time was short, the more he couldn't wait, and the more militaristic he became.

Dong Min coughed a few times, her voice sounded like a bellows: "The barbarians in southern Xinjiang are messing with black oil, heh, crooked ways, don't you stop this momentum as soon as possible, do you still have to wait for it to grow?"

This is the source of the black oil. The first batch of black oil was dug out by a group of people secretly mining in southern Xinjiang. But at that time, black and white spirits were admired, and "black oil" was passed down somehow. Ominous thing.

Dong Sheng thought of Da Ling later, and suddenly thought a little amusingly, maybe this "unknown" is not unreasonable.

"There's no need to be in a hurry..."

"Not in a hurry?" Dong Min sneered, "When will I wait? Wait until I die?!"

There was an indescribable sadness in Jinyun's eyes: "Don't say such things..."

"I just want to ask you a question," Dong Min stared at him and said, "I personally conquered southern borders, will you follow me or not?"

At that moment, Dong Sheng felt a pain in Dong Min's heart - he wanted Jin Yun to go with him, not just a general.

Jinyun looked into his eyes with a complicated expression, and after a long silence, he finally lowered his head as if irresistible, and said in compromise: "Chen He."

Dong'an City is thousands of miles away from southern Xinjiang, and no one thought of embedding white crystal spirit stones into the skull of a black-maned young horse 1000 years ago.Fortunately, the straight road from Dong'an to Nanjing was completed in a hurry two months ago. Even though the road is far away, at least there are not too many bumps.

Despite the speed of the soldiers, Dong Wen's army rushed day and night, and it took nearly a month to reach the southern border. During the nearly one month long journey, Dong Wen and Jin Yun hardly spoke a few words.

Dong Min wielded 30 troops, aggressively, and won the first battle in southern Xinjiang.

On the tenth day in southern Xinjiang, they reached the Lanhe River.

"It's because the black oil was dug in Lanhe City." Xiangsheng spread out the map marked with a cinnabar pen in front of Dong Min, glanced at Jinyun beside him, and added: "So we will take down Lanhe City." Withdraw your troops."

Dong Min was wrapped in a thick cashmere blanket and nestled in a chair, and raised her eyes to look at them when she heard the sentence added after the death.

Then there was silence.

Dong Min stared at them for a long while, perhaps because she realized that she was mentally weak, and finally said slowly, "Okay...the Lanhe City must be taken down, without Lanhe City, they dare not do anything."

Jin Yun's face was still serious, but his face was dark all the way, and Dong Min had already gotten used to it.

"Let me play the vanguard," Jin Yun said, "Use the fireworks as a sign, and wait for His Majesty to see the signal, and then lead the army into the city."

Dong Min was a little surprised. After all, Jin Yun had always been against him going south, but he didn't expect to be so active this time.

He was a little happy, and immediately nodded his head: "Okay, the formation map is in the past life, but...you do it cheaply."

After finishing speaking, Dong Min couldn't help but add another sentence: "Be careful in everything... If there is a situation, send a signal."

"Ah."

Dong Min wasn't particularly worried about Jinyun. After all, Jinyun played a lot of strikers when they fought in the Central Plains in the past, and he was a Tiangang Lingwu, not like a mortal.

But Dong Sheng has gradually understood what is going on, and history and premonition overlap in a very thought-provoking way...

Early the next morning, Jinyun set off with 1 people, and Dong Min stayed in the Chinese army for the time being.

After noon, Dong Min didn't wait for the fireworks signal, but heard a loud bang in the distance, and the whole barracks trembled faintly.

"What's going on?!" There was a turbulent noise outside, he opened the military tent to look outside, and was stunned.

Flames burst into the sky from the direction of Lanhe City, and huge thick smoke billowed up, enveloping the entire sky.

Dong Min's mind went blank for a moment.

He only heard someone shouting hoarsely: "The black oil is fried!! The black oil is fried!!"

Dong Min's ears were buzzing, and she mustered a burst of strength from nowhere, directly pulled a horse and stepped on it, and ran towards Lanhe City, which was emitting black smoke.