"Your Excellency, do you know how many people there are in the Ming Dynasty?" Alexei became a little impatient, and he hated these bishops of the church who were in trouble with the government at every turn.

But the entire Rakshasa was Orthodox, and even his crown had to be crowned by the Patriarch, and the subjects of the territories trusted the Patriarch more than the young Tsar.

"The Ming Dynasty has a population of 10,000,000 and an army of more than a million, and they can call up another 1 million, or even 2 million, troops at any time if they want.

Believe me, Your Excellency the Patriarch and Your Excellency the Bishop, the Ming has this ability.

But do you know how many troops the Ming used to defeat Morozov and Norton? Only 40,000!

And the latest news came just now, in the two wars, the king of Anguo County of the Ming Dynasty only lost less than 2,000 people!

If there is no peace, I dare to assert that in less than two months, the army of the Ming Empire can reach the Kremlin! Alexey said this, almost inquiringly.

In the past few days, he has flipped through the materials about this oriental country in the library, and this mysterious oriental country has shocked him too much.

The Han Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty, the Song Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty, the glory of any dynasty will overshadow the Rakshasa Kingdom ten or a hundred times, they have a huge population, a splendid culture, and a more powerful army, and it is really unwise to be an enemy with them.

It's all damned Morozov, in order to covet the small port of Vladivostok, and to get involved in North Korea without his consent, Alexei was furious.

"Well, Your Majesty, you don't have to be so angry, I think I should apologize to you." Patriarch Nikon got up and walked over to Alexei and bent slightly.

It was his mistake not to find out the information of the Ming Empire, what this young tsar said should be true, if the Rakshasa Kingdom no longer exists, what is the value of his great patriarch.

"Then Patriarch Nikon, did you agree to make peace with the Ming Empire?" Alexei looked happy.

The church represents the wishes of many monasteries and low-level people in the Rakshasa country, and as long as the patriarch supports the peace agreement, the task of the gentry council is basically completed.

"Of course, Your Majesty, I have no objection." Nikon's beard curled and muttered quietly.

"That's great, and on behalf of all the subjects of the Rakshasa Kingdom, I thank you for your support." Alexei persuaded Nikon, who even had a teacher Preston, to convince him for the first time, and he was in a very good mood.

"Just Your Majesty...... Hundreds of thousands of parishioners in the Far East were slaughtered by the Ming army, and God has sent me to blame, unless you can donate 100,000 rubles to buy indulgences for the Ming army. Nikon bowed his head slightly, and his tone reversed instantly.

"You ......" Alexei was too young to speak, and he was directly so angry by the shameless behavior of Patriarch Nikon that he couldn't speak.

"Well, I'm willing to pledge in my personal name, and the meeting will continue, and the terms of the peace agreement must be drawn up before dark." Alexei was silent for ten seconds before he suppressed the anger in his heart.

After saying that, Alexei flicked his sleeves and left the Senate, and vowed that until the dispute with the Ming Empire was resolved, the power of the church would be suppressed.

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Baikal region, Erkou city.

"My lord, there is Erkou City ahead, this city is the largest city in the eastern territory of the Rakshasa Country, and there are at least 30,000 troops of the Rakshasa Country, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight!"

Chang Yu spread out the map and pointed to the Erkou City Road at the northwestern end of Lake Baikal.

"How many grenades are left in the army?" Liu Hong gradually stroked his chin and said because he didn't have time to take care of the stubble that was slowly growing.

"There are more than 10,000 of them, Jinyi Wei Xie Xinghua said, the supplies escorted by the governor of Menggu, Babala, will take ten days to arrive, and as for the artillery, it will take at least half a ......month," Chang Yu frowned and said.

The closest territory of Erkou City to Daming is Menggu Province under the rule of Babala, but it is also more than 1,000 miles, and the straight-line distance is not as close as Ningxia Town.

However, there is a Chahar Khanate between Erkou City and Ningxia Town, and even if the relationship between the two countries is good, Abnei Khan will definitely not allow the Ming army to pass through his country with artillery and ammunition.

"Well, it's only enough to sustain one more battle, and it looks like we'll have to wait a little longer." Liu Hong gradually fell silent for a while.

The grenade is the key to the invincibility of the Daming field, although he can fight against the Rakshasa country without this thing, but the casualties will definitely increase significantly, this is not what he wants, he would rather wait.

"My lord, that generation of good must be hiding in this Erkou City, and his subordinates really can't wait to fly into the city and poke the 10,000 transparent holes raised by this son of a bitch!" There was anger hidden in Lu Haibo's deep voice.

After running around in the extreme north for more than a month, Lu Haibo's beard is more embarrassed than Liu Hongchuan, but every night there is less Wu Binghao, who laughs and scolds with him all day long, which makes Lu Haibo's heart sad.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, since this king has sworn an oath, the poor and the poor will chase the Yellow Spring, as long as the Rakshasa country dares to tolerate Dai Shan, this king will take you to Moscow!"

Liu Hong gradually took out a pot of imperial wine from Uncle Chongzhen's collection from the ring space, tore open the pot and drank two sips and handed it to Lu Haibo.

Lu Haibo took two sips and handed it to Chang Yu, Chang Yu shook his head and handed the wine jug to Guan Ning, who was staring at the wine jug and sniffing, and refused to put it down.

You can't drink alcohol in the army, and you haven't brought alcohol, but you can make a bunch of drunkards uncomfortable, but the world is big in the army, and Liu Hong is gradually the biggest.

Several high-ranking generals knew that Liu Hong gradually had good wine, and as long as Liu Hong gradually left the team quietly on the way to the march, these drunkards would secretly follow.

"Report! Lord Qiyu, the envoy of the Rakshasa Kingdom is here! "A sentry came to report.

"Oh? That's kind of interesting. Liu Hong gradually was surprised in his heart, and when he looked at Chang Yu, he instantly understood something.

"Let's go and see what these hairy people want to do!" Saying that, Liu Hong gradually beat his horse back to the camp.

A Maozi official stood in the middle of the barracks, his eyes staring at a Guan Ning army guard outside Liu Hong's tent without blinking, and the two seemed to be on the same page.

"What? You two go out to practice first? Liu Hong gradually became happy at a glance, many Rakshasa people have the ancient blood of the League, and the ancient people of the Alliance are bold and unruly, and they can often fight with one look.

"Your Excellency General Daming, I am instructed by His Excellency Vasili, Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Rakshasas, to ask you to go to the city of Erkou for a while." This Maozi brother didn't dare to slack off when he saw the main lord coming, and hurriedly saluted Liu Hong.

"This matter is about peace between your country and the Rakshasa country, and Lord Vasily believes that although there has been no trade between the two countries for decades, there has never been a war.

Lord Vasily hoped that His Excellency would put the lives of his subjects of the two countries above all else, and enter the city of Erkou to negotiate peace. ”