Mula left Oboi's mansion in Shengjing, turned a street and went to Wu and asked a chief clerk to ask for the list of generals of the five major camps. If others naturally needed complicated procedures, but everyone knew that Sumula was a big celebrity around Oboi, which was also the reason why Oboi asked to pick up the list. When the chief clerk saw Sumula coming, he quickly asked him to sit in the ear room, served tea, nodded and bowed, "Master Su later, the young one will go to the treasury to pick it up."

Su Mula waved his hand with his legs up and said, "Go and go back quickly, I'll repay you as soon as possible.

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The chief clerk went with a smile, and Sumula slowly drank tea to moisten his throat. He thought to himself that Oboi was indeed a good move to clean the Han military flag on the pretext of being a good move. First, he could gain the support of some Manchus. Many Manchus were originally dissatisfied with the emperor's policy of using the Han people. If Oboi did this, he would probably win over some people's hearts. Second, the Han military flag was finally on. Oboi was cleaning them, which was equivalent to eliminating dissidents under the banner of Manchus. The vacancies that were washed away could also make the trusted and confidant bear the upper hand. The so-called three kills of one stone were just like this.

The most important thing is that if Oboi continues to do this with great fanfare, Xiaozhuang and the emperor cannot blame him at all, and they dare not blame him. Now that the country is troublesome, if the emperor blames it, isn’t this obviously going to force Oboi to rebel?

But should I stop myself? Su Mula thought for a long time and had no idea. At this time, the chief clerk had already brought the roster and sent it respectfully to the coffee table beside Su Mula. Su Mula nodded to the chief clerk, picked up the roster and lifted his robe and left.

When Sumula returned to the mansion, a banquet had been set up in the mansion, and Oboi and the three governors were waiting for him to start the banquet together.

After everyone sat down, Sumula saw that the faces of the three governors were emitting strange brilliance, and treated Oboi even more enthusiastically. Oboi also looked excited and waved to Sumula to sit beside him: "Come on, sit here, have you brought the roster?"

Su Mu quietly hurriedly went to the list in his arms, but Oboi grabbed him with his hand: "Free wash your dust first, let's talk about the rest of the matter after eating."

The three governors also became very tactful and toasted Sumu. Sumula put down his worries and quickly responded. This meal was considered a family dinner. There was no one beside him except a slave whom Aoboi could trust. After three rounds of wine, Sara, the slightly drunken cavalry commander, began to keep silent: "Mr. Ao, our brothers are outside to make the emperor's life and death. The emperor does not care about us, but gives all the benefits to those Han people. What's going on now? Humph, everyone, I, Hassala, are saying something unreasonable here. Let's open your eyes and wait and see."

Hassala is Oboi's confidant. He knows many things about Oboi. This time, he complains with alcohol and complains is fake. Testing Fushan and Lude's attitudes are the real ones.

Fushan, the two of them remained silent and drank a muffled wine. No matter how much dissatisfied, they didn't dare to come out easily. When Aobai saw that the two of them were not up, they felt that they were cold again. They got up in person to add wine to them. They deliberately scolded Hassala and said, "Are you supposed to say these words? Don't talk about these things at the table. Come on, everyone drink."

Fushan and Lude have always thanked Obai. Although Obai deliberately won them over, he never poured wine for them himself. Both of them looked grateful. Only Su Mula looked at the side with expressionless faces, constantly observing the movements of everyone present.

After the banquet, the three governors quit. Obai told Su Mula, "I have worked hard these days. I have searched all the local Han military flags on the list. I will use them in a few days."

Sumula nodded and said goodbye.

Three days later, the five camps and more than 1,000 generals from Liaodong gathered together in Shengjing. This time, Oboi suddenly summoned each other. Many people thought it was important military affairs. They were all ready to fight. The land on the Yalu River was clear, the Japanese and Korean coalition forces had been hiding on the other side. At most, they just occasionally sent small groups of people to cross the river to attack. The elites of the five camps came here. The two sides had not really started a war. This made many generals who were eager to make contributions and were very depressed. This was also a human being. They wanted to fight when they were used to holding on. After fighting for a long time, they were eager to take a break.

The generals found people who were familiar with each other and chatted and joked in the schoolyard. At this time, the war drums at the camp gate sounded, and hundreds of senior officers of thousands of generals stood in the camp. After the three-way drums, Oboi, dressed in python robe, came over the self-operating gate with his own soldiers and five commanders, and walked onto the colonel's stage. He glanced at the generals and servants who were of varying quality on the schoolyard with sharp eyes. Then he sat on the magistrate's chair on the school stage. Su Mula, behind him, walked up to the front desk and spoke the battle of Jiangnan with his throat.

Many people didn't know that Jiangnan had lost it. When they heard this news, they were naturally shocked. These people were all children of Manchu, Mongolian and Han nobles. Their ancestors had made some military achievements. They often boasted about the achievements of their fathers and grandparents. They were all dissatisfied with tens of thousands of people, and they were invincible. But now, they suffered defeats one after another, and now even Jiangnan was lost, which made everyone deflated.

At that time, Oboi stood up from the chair of the Grand Master, his eyes sterned, and the general Zuo from the Zhongqi stage shouted: "The 150,000 Green Camp against the 100,000 Ming troops were defeated thousands of miles before the war started. What kind of shit is this fighting?"

"If Xu Dachang had not fought back, the generals of the Han army flag rushed to surrender, and the Han soldiers in the Green Camp had no fighting spirit, so why would this be?"

Oboi paused here and shouted again: "The country was defeated by Manchus and Mongols. How many provinces in the court have in Manchus? How many governors are there in our Manchus?"

The school finally started to buzz. No one was fool. Everyone understood what Oboi meant. It was the Han people who took advantage of our Manchus and gave them all the benefits. But after a war, the figure disappeared. Everyone was working on their belts. Everyone was extremely disgusted with such people. Someone responded loudly: "Yes, isn't we Manchus in this world? I have been working for so long. Why do we have so many Han people to assist in the generals in Ruijian Camp?"

A stone caused a thousand waves, and more and more people complained. The Han generals and Zuo from the Han army flag did not even dare to say a word. He was frightened and noticed that there was a layer of murderous personal soldiers suddenly outside the camp of the personal soldiers.

"Not arguing." Oboi pressed his hand and said, "Now start calling the name, and those who clicked the name will stand up for me."

Su Mula stood at the front desk again with a expressionless face. He had marked the list and chanted loudly: "Wang De, Zhang Baojin..."

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There is no doubt that the officers of the Han military flag are all the officers. Everyone understands what's going on. This is not a lecture, nor is it a summary, but a revenge. Some people are going to be finished, some can take the opportunity to be promoted, some are crying, and some are laughing.

In a moment, more than a hundred generals from the Han army flag stood up, and Oboi on the school stage waved his hand expressionlessly: "Catch it down."

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The personal soldiers who had already prepared rushed over like wolves and tigers. Although the officers of the Han military flag had a knife on their waists, they did not dare to take action.

The headmaster of the vanguard camp of the school platform was stunned for a moment. He knew about this in advance. He asked Oboi with a puzzled look: "Mr. Ao, what does this mean? Is there the emperor's will?"

Guduonae is a hard-core royalist. Oboi tried to win him over several times, but he couldn't refuse. Oboi gave up and said lukewarmly: "I am the minister of the regent identified by the late emperor. He is in charge of the five major camps of military affairs. Do you still need to ask for an order?"

One sentence choked Gu Duo half to death. Jade Gu Duo looked at the other four commanders, and saw that they all looked numb and stamped their feet: "Mr. Ao, you still need to inform the emperor about this matter, otherwise it will ruin the big thing."

Oboi stared at Guduo with fierce eyes: "What? Guduo sympathized with these kids? Could it be that they gave you any benefits? Or are you their accomplice?"

Gu Duo said angrily: "Obai, you are slandering."

Obai was originally a evil star, and he had already disliked Jade Guduo. Now that Jade Guduo is not disturbing him, he still called him big in front of so many people, and couldn't help but be furious: "Come on, take Jade Guduo down. This person had an affair and conspired with Hangou, trying to make a mistake."

The personal soldiers on the school stage looked at each other and did not dare to step forward. The four generals quickly persuaded each other: "Master Ao, Guduo is silent, Lord Ao has a lot..." Before he could speak halfway through hissing, Jade Guduo, who was also impulsive, had already cursed: "Master Ao, you are so brave. If you don't bully the young master, you are still eliminating dissidents now. Are you going to rebel?"

The four governors stopped persuading him. Anyone knew that Oboi was extremely angry at this time. It was impossible for them to fall in love with such a person. If they continue to persuade him, they might affect themselves.

"Why don't you take down this spy from the Ming Dynasty." Oboi shouted loudly. The soldiers on the school stage surrounded Guduo and suppressed Guduo. Jaduo was also a tough guy, and he still cursed. Oboi had raised his feet and kicked him in the heart while his hands and feet were tied up. Jaduo hummed for a moment and did not lift it up in one breath. Oboi wanted to kick again. Sumula, who was silent on the side, finally stood up and whispered to Oboi's ear: "Master Ao, if you can't bear it, you can mess up the big plan. You can pack up the Han army flag, but Jaduo is also a governor in any case. He is close to the first few princes in the capital. If you beat him to death, it won't be so good."

Oboi snorted, spitted at Jaguduo, and said to his personal soldiers: "Prepare him and the Han dogs first."

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Chapter completed!