Zhu Youxiao enjoyed himself very much. Eating barbecue and drinking beer was a very enjoyable thing.

King Lee Jong-sung of Joseon sat there with mixed feelings, and felt a little unhappy.

After the meal, Zhu Youxiao sent the people away.

He no longer had any intention of talking to Li Zong. Now was not the right time at all. The right time would come soon. Zhu Youxiao was very sure of this.

King Yi Jong of Joseon left, but the news did not stop.

Everyone was expecting Zhu Youxiao to summon someone again, but they were wrong. Zhu Youxiao had no intention of summoning anyone again.

This matter came to a halt, and everyone smoothly moved on to the next topic - the direction of the war in the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, as more and more news came out, the direction of the war had become very clear, and the trend of clearing up the situation had almost been completed.

Lu Xiangsheng has returned with his men. The Jurchens no longer need so many people. It is enough to leave a part of the army to maintain public order and wipe out the remaining bandits.

After Lu Xiangsheng left, Sun Chuanting was about to leave, and the remaining matters naturally fell to Xiong Tingbi.

After cleaning up the mess, Xiong Tingbi will return to Shenyang, and then it will be his time to rise to prominence.

Everyone knows about this matter. Although Xiong Tingbi did not make any contribution this time, no one can erase his contribution.

He guarded the bitter cold land of Liaodong for eight years, and it was under his management that Liaodong enjoyed its current stability and achieved its current victories.

Everyone knows that His Majesty likes him so much. This time he will at least be a minister of staff, or even directly the Minister of War, and he may even be able to enter the cabinet directly.

Zhu Youxiao had already made arrangements.

Half a month after Zhu Youxiao arrived in Shenyang City, Lu Xiangsheng finally returned with his men.

Suddenly, Shenyang City was filled with thunderous cheers, and everyone rushed to the city gate to watch the excitement and welcome the triumphant army.

The Mongols were the same; they also wanted to see these elite troops of the Ming Dynasty.

Only when they got here did the Mongols realize that the real elite troops of the Ming Dynasty were the imperial guards, the troops close to the emperor. The troops fighting against them in Liaodong were just border troops.

These Mongols didn’t care about it before, but they have to care about it this time.

Lu Xiangsheng was the man rumored to have killed Huang Taiji. No one wanted to miss such a person. If things turned sour in the future, this person could become everyone's enemy, and the army he led could be the one they would have to defeat. So, if they didn't take a look and investigate at this time, they would be doing themselves a disservice.

Zhu Youxiao could figure this out, so he just let them do it.

Zhu Youxiao has only one task today, which is to serve as a mascot on the large parade ground outside Shenyang City.

Because there was a prisoner presentation ceremony, even though the prisoners had been captured for many days, this ceremony still had to be held. After all, it was to shock everyone.

Not only do prisoners have to be offered, but they also have to be killed. This is a common routine in the prisoner offering ceremony.

Zhu Youxiao was dressed in his best clothes today, sitting on the steps and waiting quietly. Apart from that, he didn't have to do anything else.

Go up and give a passionate speech?

No one dares to listen, there is no need.

If that were really done, in the words of Sun Chengzong, it would not only fail to boost morale, but also fail to scare people, and would instead be a disgrace to the royal family.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty had his own power and influence, needless to say.

As for reading out words to boost morale and offer rewards, they were naturally included in the imperial edict.

As time went by, more and more people gathered.

Those prominent Mongols and the Korean King Li Zong had naturally been invited by Zhu Youxiao. They stood on both sides not far from the stands, waiting quietly.

With the sound of a horn, countless horns rang out around him in an instant, followed by the sound of drums.

The rumbling sound of drums and trumpets mixed together, and for a moment it was filled with a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Then, a group of people came over from not far away.

They rode their horses with neat steps, and it was obvious at a glance that they were well-trained elite cavalry.

They wore light cowhide armor, had two short guns slung around their waists, a lance on their backs, and a saber slung diagonally on one side of their thighs.

It was obvious at first glance that the defense of this group of people was not very good, which made many people look down on them.