Beiyang new warlord

As the sun rose higher and higher, the quartermaster who completed the purchase closed the door, carrying silver and copper coins, most of them left happily, some even lit a cigarette, those things were not The merchants and farmers who met the standard had no choice but to carry their baskets in dejection and disperse in all directions.

The bearded businessman mixed in the crowd, inconspicuous at all, but he didn't notice that there seemed to be a little more of the leaving crowd than when he arrived

Chapter 2. Pig Head

There is a movie in later generations, "All Quiet on the Western Front". Mao Jue here is called "All Quiet in Ludong". Nesting by the sea, it seems that he didn't come to fight at all. Whenever he ate up the nearby chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep, he would return to Liaodong.

After more than a month of confrontation, the rebels who had been entrenched near Dengzhou couldn't help but move.

Wang Hua'an is very ambitious, like Gao Yingxiang, Li Zicheng and others are called thieves because they are roaming around, even if they take down the county town and sweep away the food and supplies, they will be abandoned immediately. Daming is a landlord and everywhere in the county town Defensive everywhere, lacking enough strength to catch bandits like Loach, this is what keeps them alive.

This is also the correct way of survival for the thieves. Li Zicheng persisted until the situation was reversed enough to overthrow the Ming Dynasty in one fell swoop and establish the Dashun Empire.

But this Wang Huaan obviously predicted the wrong form,

A few months in Shandong, the corruption of the Ming Empire, and the collapse of the government and army gave him a different idea. He sent troops to several counties in Dengzhou. This move showed signs of establishing his own kingdom.

It's a pity, after all, he was only a Tieling miner, and Wang Hua'an didn't make any achievements in politics. In terms of the ruling structure, he just sent his small bosses to the county to rob the Shandong people's land and manor, and transferred them to the Liao people for cultivation. The idea of ​​governing the country is a vacuum hometown without a living mother. He Wang Huaan is the reincarnation of Maitreya.

And there is another point that the Shandong rebels have not broken away from the category of the refugee army at all, that is, they have not engaged in production. They have rebelled since March, and now it is more than June. The fields where the rebels passed by cannot be cultivated at all. It can't support the food of more than 30 people. After more than a month of confrontation with Mao Jue, Mao Jue spent money to buy a lot of livestock and vegetables. It is estimated that Wang Huaan can't support it.

On June 25, the Liaodong rebels, who had been entrenched in Dengzhou for more than a month, ran like locusts to the only large city in eastern Shandong that had not yet been captured.

Laizhou.

On the fifth day of July, Fushan Institute.

"Is Vice-General Mao still here?"

Three commanders wearing Wen Shanjia, a little old man wearing a seventh-rank civil official uniform, the four of them were as anxious as leeches on a hot pot in Fushan Zhongjun Island, pacing back and forth with their hands behind their backs.

For the third time, the little old man of rank seven turned his head angrily, and yelled at the door.

However, still looking half-dead, Mao Li said for the third time weakly holding the halberd of honor.

"Go back to Mr. Zhao, we have already sent someone to look for it, and my lord will be back soon!"

"It's been half an hour, leaving his post without permission and being lazy about the king's affairs. Isn't Mao Jue afraid of impeachment?"

His beard trembled in anger, and the little old man Mr. Zhao jumped up and roared furiously. Unfortunately, what he was facing was still a limp lance. Mao Li, who suffered from civil servant phobia, still looked like he was dying, and spoke softly like a dead snake.

"You have to ask our Lord Mao about this. The younger one is just the captain of the personal guard, and the younger one doesn't know."

Civil servants these days are all counting donkeys, and they all like to argue, the more they quarrel with him, the more he gets more and more enthusiastic, but with such a muddy attitude, even if he scolds others, he can't swear, Mr. Zhao's face turns green when he is angry, He was so shivering that he couldn't fart for a long time, and then he slammed down his sleeves again, and continued to turn around in circles with his hands behind his back in annoyance.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, with a lewd laugh, Master Mao finally made his debut, really like a swinger brother, with one arm around a beautiful girl, Mao Jue wandered in.

"General, Master Zhao, Commander Cheng, Commander Liu, and Commander Li have been waiting for a long time."

Feeling weak, Mao Li clasped his fists, but Mao Jue flicked his sleeves with a tired face.

"I know the three conductors, brother, where did Mr. Zhao come from, nonsense."

"Hehe, three old brothers, I've been waiting for a long time. This stinky girl insists on taking her to go fishing. It's a waste of time. Sorry! Sorry!"

It can be regarded as loosening the plain clothes with a blushing face, Mao Jue asked with a big smile as if he was a fool.

"What do you guys want me to do today, go hunting in Laoshan, or go drinking in Golden Beach?"

The faces of the three commanders couldn't help but contorted and twitched uncontrollably. Master Zhao's angry old face turned into a liver-colored one, annoyed and rushed forward, roaring angrily.

"Old man Zhao Bingcheng, Zhaomo official of the Laizhou Prefecture! Vice-General Mao! The military order of the governor is to dispatch the soldiers of Dongjiang Town, Fushan Guard, Lingshan Guard, and Aoshan Guard to Laizhou immediately to relieve the siege of Laizhou!"

"The order of the last general!"

The three commanders clasped their fists together sadly, but Mao Jue suddenly waved his hands carelessly.

"and many more!"

Squinting his eyes, Mao Jue looked at Mr. Zhao with a very disrespectful look, and asked contemptuously.

"Which governor issued the military order?"

"Of course it's Shandong Governor Yu Dacheng, Lord Yu!"

Zhao Bingcheng asked strangely, who knew that Mao Jue suddenly hooked his finger at Mao Lian, who immediately rummaged through the box on the table, and after a while, the troop deployment document and the military order were taken away by a piece of paper. Turning it out, holding the military order, Mao Jue placed it before Zhao Zhaomo's eyes.

"Master Zhao, are you literate? The Ministry of War ordered the general to be under the command of Denglai Governor Sun Yuanhua, Lord Sun! I only accept orders from Lord Sun, what Lord Yu? I don't know!"

"You, you dare"

The angry face was distorted, and the cup surnamed Zhao roared: "Dengzhou has fallen, Lord Sun is dead, and the entire Shandong army is under the command of Lord Yu! You are disobeying the military order! Once Laizhou falls, the court will not let you go!" Over you! Can you take this responsibility?"

"Who knows if Lord Sun is really martyred for the country? If he just hides and waits for an opportunity, and delays Lord Sun's military order, will you be able to bear the responsibility?"

Unceremoniously, Mao Jue chased away flies like a fly: "Unless the Ministry of War sends a new order, Mao will not accept any order!"

"You! You! You! Very good! Master Mao, you wait for Master Yu and will not let you go, and this old man will definitely impeach you, a cowardly man who is afraid of death!"

"Wait for the good news!"

Mao Jue shrugged indifferently.

He got out of the tent angrily, and Master Zhao was still roaring as he walked.

"It's just as virtuous as Li Rumei back then!"

Looking at his leaving back, the three commanders looked at each other, and couldn't help it. Commander Li cupped his fists and tried to persuade him, but Mao Jue waved his hand with an old face.

"Needless to say, the imperial court has its own laws and regulations. We act according to the rules. Without the order of the Ministry of War, we will never use troops. I am not a dog raised by his surname Yu! So are you! We all He is under Deng Lai Dao's command, so is Yu Dacheng a bird?"

The words were choked there, and after a moment of hesitation, the three commanders had no choice but to bid farewell.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, more than 600 guards in Fushanwei were still assembled. The commander of the three guards was not as stubborn as Mao Jue. The order of the governor of Shandong could be ignored, but before departure, Commander Li still sent someone to come After some invitations, to be honest, the three guards are really not very useful. The real main force must be soldiers from outside the customs. Rejected.

"You really dare!"

Standing on the dirt wall, looking at the team led by Fushanwei Tuo's family, the trembling veterans were carrying rusty iron guns, Shen Guangzuo also twitched his old face, and said helplessly.

"Yu Dacheng is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. He is just like a mad dog at the moment. If you resist his military order, this guy will definitely bite you madly and put all the responsibility on you. In a few days, the court will There must be wind."

"That's better than fighting under Zhutou's hands. The brothers are killed and injured. That old guy is better at making a fuss. He would fight a fart? The battle of Qingzhou, if he didn't urge the army to march, [-] No matter how the Lu soldiers could contain the rebels on the front line of Linqu in Qingzhou, after the defeat in the First World War, the old guy was frightened and became the main Fu faction, ordering all the troops to stand still, otherwise how could Sun Yuanhua be alone?"

With a face full of disdain, Mao Jue folded his arms contemptuously, hummed gloomyly, and finally added a sentence that was still unfinished.

"Rotten Confucianism!"

Shen Guangzuo's old face couldn't help trembling because of these words, and after a while, the old guy hummed resentfully.