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After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized. I didn't expect that such a simple and repetitive thing could have such a meaning. It's true to say that I have been dazzled by money these days. I seem to have a lot of confidence in these Ming Dynasty banknotes, and I am not as repelled by the legendary Ming Dynasty banknotes in the past.

Different from the festive and lively atmosphere here in the capital, on the Korean peninsula, where Aisin Gioro Amin, the chief of the Jianlu slaves, was temporarily stationed, he was losing his temper.

"What happened? A thousand-man grain transport army disappeared out of thin air, including the men and grain?" Amin shouted while looking at a group of men kneeling on the ground.

This kind of thing is really unimaginable. Even if not all of the thousand gold troops were Jurchens, there were still a lot of them! He can guarantee that at least in northern North Korea, no force can take on such a team! Otherwise, he would not have sent a thousand people to escort the food.

After yelling, he saw everyone kneeling on the ground. No one looked up to answer his question. He couldn't help but grab the teacup on the table next to him and threw it to the ground. With a "pop" sound, the teacup shattered into pieces. Countless fragments.

Amin was still angry, so he stood up and walked over. Each of them kicked them on the shoulders, kicking them backwards and falling to the ground. However, these subordinates knew their master's temper and did not even dare to fart, so they quickly knelt down again.

"Even those Ming Gou in Dongjiang don't have the fighting power to prevent even one of Dajin's soldiers from escaping!" Amin analyzed by himself, "Besides, if Ming Gou is active, how come Benbeile doesn't know anything about it? I didn’t hear that. You are all a bunch of losers!”

Or maybe he had vented his emotions to some extent, and he shouted sternly: "Get out of here, get out of here. If we can't find out any news before sunset tomorrow, Benbeile will want your heads!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward again and kicked these men out one by one. Then he turned around and sat in his seat, his chest heaving, obviously still very angry.

An army of a thousand people disappeared out of thin air. If this matter was not investigated clearly, he would not dare to move again. After all, he brought tens of thousands of people over, and placed 4,000 people over at Yiju to guard the food. He originally took more than 6,000 people with him to continue towards the North Korean capital.

But this time, a thousand people were suddenly missing, and there were only five thousand people left. If there really was an army that could annihilate a thousand people silently, then this army and the five thousand people he led would at least be capable of fighting. To say that he was afraid, Amin was not afraid. The key thing is that he doesn't know who his opponent is or what his opponent's situation is!

Under his strict orders, his men went out wildly and tortured the Koreans severely if they captured them, and tortured them for any abnormalities. Suddenly, Amin was stationed in a radius of dozens of miles, and all the places that the cavalry could quickly reach were plunged into dire straits, and mourning was everywhere.

Just after nightfall, some temporary tents were set up in a mountain col. A North Korean general was brought into the Chinese army's tent. He was in a state of embarrassment. In such a cold weather, his face was covered with sweat and he looked sad. When he saw Lu Xiangsheng sitting in the main seat, he fell to the ground. , kowtowed repeatedly and begged: "Master Zhongcheng, please save my Korean people! The Jianlu are killing people again. They are not human beings. Regardless of men, women, old or weak, as long as they are not their people, they will be killed. Moreover, they cut the flesh and blood one by one, but did not kill them all at once. They are not human beings. I beg the Prime Minister of the country to send troops to save the people of this small country..."

Lu Xiangsheng's face was grim when he heard that. Those Jianlu were really worse than pigs and dogs. They caused harm to Liaodong, and now they have started to cause harm to North Korea. According to his temper, he really wanted to fight A Min.

But according to the intelligence, there are still five thousand people around the slave chief. And after suddenly losing a thousand men, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to divide his troops again. In this way, Lu Xiangsheng was still self-aware of the fact that he was facing five thousand captives.

More importantly, Emperor Chongzhen had already stated that the interests of the Ming Dynasty would come first. Even if they can defeat Jianlu, it cannot be at the expense of Dongjiang's heavy losses and loss of combat power. The emperor even told him that in order to prevent Jianlu's revenge and avoid losses, he was allowed to withdraw to the island.

However, Lu Xiangsheng was finally forced by the pressure of food. After transporting the food, he hid in the mountains, like a tiger lurking in the mountains, waiting for the opportunity to fight again.

Now seeing the friendly generals crying and begging like this, Lu Xiangsheng felt very uncomfortable and felt helpless. When he was about to speak, Wei Mulan, who was standing next to him, suddenly said: "Jianlu did such evil, what are you, the king of Korea, doing?"

"..." Upon hearing this, the North Korean general couldn't help but froze, then looked up at the female guard, and said with a bit of sadness and anger, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I don't know this general!"

The imperial court did nothing and the Jianlu were raging till now. They just sent envoys to reason with the tigers, but it was of no use at all. Every day, countless people are driven out, killed, or starved to death, but the imperial court...

At this moment, it would be a lie to say that he did not hate the incompetent court. But he was just a local general. Even if he was dissatisfied, how could he speak ill of the imperial court in front of the governor of the country? But in this case, there was no way to answer the female Jin Yiwei's words. At this time, he felt very aggrieved.

Lu Xiangsheng sighed in his heart, and he understood the helplessness in the heart of this North Korean general. After spending so many days together in North Korea, he also understood something. North Korea is now in disarray, and there is no capable warrior who can organize the North Korean soldiers. Otherwise, the Jianlu would not be so unscrupulous.

He looked at the North Korean general and said seriously: "I don't have enough troops to fight the Jianlu, but I can't just watch the Korean people suffer. In this way, you try to stay away from the Jianlu and lure the Jianlu After leaving the group, I will send people to eliminate them in time. Even if you can only destroy a small group of Jianlu at a time, if you come a few more times, the number will be very considerable. At that time, we will look for opportunities to fight the Jianlu!"

When the North Korean general heard this, he thought that this was the only way. Now that the captives have come out and sent more manpower, they cannot be killed by the Korean volunteers. They must rely on the power of the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, he immediately agreed and left overnight to go back and arrange such an opportunity. As soon as he left, Lu Xiangsheng explained to Wei Mulan: "This is the essence of guerrilla warfare taught by the emperor. I rely on the Korean soldiers and civilians to annihilate the rebels in small groups, accumulating small victories into big victories, which is also in line with the emperor's wishes." "

Wei Mulan had no right to point fingers at Lu Xiangsheng. She was just a mouthpiece. At this time, she heard that Lu Xiangsheng's words made sense, so she nodded and reported to Emperor Chongzhen the new combat strategy decided by Lu Xiangsheng.

The next chapter is probably around nine o'clock