Beiyang new warlord

Sure enough, there is a godly opponent who is better than a pig teammate!Under Fan Wencheng's expectant and apprehensive eyes, Mao Jue nodded heavily.

But before this guy was overjoyed, Mao Jue added another condition in a sinister voice.

"I heard that I have paid 10 taels of gold and 100 taels of silver to your Majesty! Dongjiang is exhausted and alone overseas, short of food and wages. If your emperor can part with his love, he will give the 10 taels of gold to Dongjiang, Mao Grateful!"

Fan Wencheng's face twitched violently, but immediately he forced a smile again, nodding his head in agreement.

"My Majesty is very pleased to be able to rely on the supervisor's lips and teeth. It is natural that there is no need for mere money! The supervisor waits for the time, and the gold will be delivered to Mudanjiang City!"

Do you dare not give it?Just like him going to the Ming court to show off his might, this Mao Jue is a real bandit, if he didn't give him the money, he would really grab it himself!

However, Mao Jue asked for this money, which made the peace talks more sincere. Immediately, the two sides had a series of disputes around the border. Fan Wencheng asked Mao Jue to return to the border of Heilongjiang 13 years ago in Chongzhen, abandon the Songhua River Basin, and eat what came in. How could Jue Maojue spit it out? He did not clearly argue, and also demanded that the Qing army withdraw from Songjinxing and several cities, and retreat to the border between the two countries in the 13th year of Chongzhen.

How can this be?After spending so much to defeat the Songjin line of defense, let them go back?In the end, Fan Wencheng had to let go of the matter of conceding the boundary.

The negotiation went on for a long time, and he was too anxious to go back and report the results to Huang Taiji, so he declined Mao Jue's invitation to the dinner party. On the same day, he said goodbye and returned to Shengjing. Looking at his leaving figure, in the other room of the hotel, several A burly man came out one after another.

"General, we really want to cease fighting with these Tartar dogs!"

I have been gearing up for more than half a year! Today's negotiations really made people feel cold, and Wen Meng was the first one who was impatient to ask.

Who knew that Mao Jue ignored him, instead, he looked aside and asked the staff behind Song Xiance.

"How is the railway from Mudanjiang to Songhuajiang Sansanlipu going?"

"Return to the general! The factory manager Sun came to report that in another forty miles, four tracks will be open to traffic. If the general assigns him another [-] Japanese slaves, before the autumn harvest, he will definitely be able to complete the task!"

After all, the Ming Dynasty in this era is based on the official system. The old officials such as Sun Chengzong and Wu Aheng are unwilling to become officials, but it does not mean that their next generation is willing to face the black soil and turn their backs to the sky. The answer is Sun Hao, the last son of Sun Chengzong.

With the Heilongjiang River Basin, and relying on many literati and intellectuals who fled outside the customs, Mao Jue now has a complete staff network under his command, and the administrative efficiency has once again improved a lot.

This answer made Mao Jue nodded in satisfaction, and he agreed without hesitation: "Transfer to him!" Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on the general he had recruited with seriousness.

"Jiannu wolf is ambitious, how can Dongjiang have real peace with them? Once they recover, the flames of war will resume to the border of our town! So this year Dongjiang and the Qing people must fight to the death!"

"After the autumn harvest, all the new grain from the four towns in Heilongjiang will be sent to Sansanlipu on the Songhua River, and all the soldiers and horses from each town will also gather in the Songhua River basin. Only Wenmeng's troops will be left in Dongjiang Town to launch a feint attack, and the rest will be sent two months in advance. Gather in Heilongjiang, this war will be life and death!"

"On weekdays, you all talk about war! This time it's really a battle of life and death! I want you all to be aware of this! On the battlefield, I don't allow any mistakes!"

Listening to Mao Jue's tone, the scale of this decisive battle will be unprecedented! Even the Dongjiang generals who have experienced battles are suffocating, but immediately, the galloping blood is burning immediately, full of fighting spirit , They stood at attention all of a sudden, and clasped their fists heavily on the heart of the left chest.

"Don't worry, General, the general will fulfill his mission in the end!"

The battlefields in Liaodong and Henan were already smashed into sand, and the sky over the Dongjiang River was also densely covered with thick battle clouds. However, Shaanxi, which was ravaged by wars, finally ushered in a glimmer of light.

The long and exhausted team carried banners and marched into Tongguan. At the gate of the city, a large group of Shaanxi landlords and local tyrants had been waiting there for a long time. Looking at the banner of Yuan, the Minister of the Ministry of War, the Governor-General Galloping to the front, these people were all smiling, and they stepped forward and knelt in front of them with smiles.

"Greetings to Lord Yuan, Governor of the Three Sides!"

"I have been waiting for Master Yuan for a long time!"

With smiles on their faces, Liu Hesheng, the prefect of Xi'an, and Fan Maocai, the prefect of Tongguan, also flattered the horses and slapped them fiercely.

"Everyone, please get up! Yuan Mou has the trust of the emperor, and he is in charge of the three sides. In the future, you will need your help."

Yuan Chonghuan also politely followed with his fists clasped, and a group of local tyrants who heard it were even more smiling, and kept nodding their heads clasped their fists.

"sure!"

At least it was a good start. Looking up at the city of Tongguan, which was full of vicissitudes, Yuan Chonghuan kicked his horse into the city with a heavy heart.

The final fate of the Ming Empire was in his own hands. The burden was too heavy. On the second day, Yuan Chonghuan didn't even take a break, so he hurried out of the city with his soldiers and patrolled in the direction of Yulin. He was eager to know that he had It's easy to do things with how much money you have.

However, it was only the first day of the trip that Yuan Chonghuan's face turned dark.

The strong wind was blowing the loess, and after searching for a long time, I finally dug out the border of the military field that had been buried for more than half. On the list, Tongguan Wei had [-] mu of farmland. It also relies on the thin crops near Guancheng that may die at any time.

In addition, Tongguan Garrison should theoretically have more than [-] soldiers, but in fact there are only a few hundred old pawns patrolling the city. When Yuan Chonghuan took over Liaozhen, he was considered poor and poor. He thought it would be worse than this But now, he has opened his eyes.

Seeing the ugly faces of the governors on the three sides, the local tyrants on the side were equally anxious, and carefully bowed their heads to wait on him.

"The fields over there are not badly cultivated. In such a catastrophic year, the scale of Tongguan is not bad!"

In the end, morale must be boosted. Seeing that Tongguan Commander Ren Qi's face almost fell to his heels, and forced a smile, Yuan Chonghuan praised with a difficult smile. However, these words made these landlords and local tyrants They were stunned for a while, and then an old man in brocade clothes stood up sadly and clasped his fists.

"My lord, that piece of land is not Wei Tian, ​​but the private land of the old man's family!"

"Private field!!!"

His face was stunned again, and immediately an uncontrollable anger burst out on Yuan Chonghuan's black face. It has reached such a frenzied point that all the arable fields in Tongguan have been encroached by them?

After all, it was the general who went to battle to kill, Yuan Chonghuan's anger made all the landlords tremble with fear, and some people secretly exchanged messages in their pupils, but what surprised them was that Yuan Chonghuan didn't get angry after all, held back, turned his head Looking at the sun, he waved his hands gloomily.

"Everyone, go back and rest! The governor will continue to patrol the north tomorrow, and I have to trouble you!"

In the incredulous eyes of the local rich and magistrates, Yuan Chonghuan took the lead to go back to the guard house.

This time the eyes are no longer intertwined, a group of local tyrants gathered together, including the magistrate, whispering there

Chapter 779. Crazy Governor

Shaanxi in the later generations is bare and full of yellow sand. In fact, the late Ming Dynasty is not that strong, but the pollution is almost there. It gave birth to the powerful Han Dynasty and Tang Dynasty. It seems that the Qinchuan land has been exhausted. Qimai has declined here in the Song Dynasty, making the Song Dynasty prefer to settle in Kaifeng, the great plain where no danger can be defended, than to be here. Now the Little Ice Age is even more desolate.

Bearing the sand, a group of people trekked hard in this desolation.

You have to put yourself in the situation and investigate everything. After walking like this, Yuan Chonghuan has an idea of ​​how much money he has.

Unprecedented weakness!In the hands of people like Yulin, Gansu, and Ningxia, which are the important towns of the imperial court, there are only more than 3 people together, and most of them are the titan He Renlong, Gao Jie, the surrendered general of the Peng Army, and Bai Guangen. Only Yuan Chonghuan can mobilize. There were less than 4000 remnants and defeated generals, and his [-] men were added to these.

People are not even the point, food is the real thing, without food, he can't even maintain 4000 people, let alone the Guanping bandits, there are hundreds of thousands of camps in the three sides, but those are all paper On the other hand, most of the land that can be cultivated has been occupied by local tyrants, such as the situation on the Tongguan Weisuo side. In Yulin, the soldiers and generals from generation to generation are tough and have a little more farmland, but the farmland there is also not obedient. Listening to the announcement, you are still waiting to reach out to Yuan Chonghuan, where can you squeeze out food?

I really don't know how Sun Chuanting in history started from scratch, pulled out a Qin army of 12 to [-] people, and built tens of thousands of chariots equipped with artillery.

Ten years ago, Yuan Chonghuan might have been helpless, but after more than ten years in Dongjiang, the first principle he learned from Mao Jue is to support the bold and starve the timid! Even if he is so poor, there is nowhere to find Silver, it depends on whether you dare to take it!

The water was glistening, and the sun set in the west slanted on the water, just like shining on a huge mirror. The brilliant fire clouds in the sky, and the blood-like sunset were reflected in every detail.

It’s just such a beautiful place, but it’s also so unfair. In a field near the salt pond, the sweaty salt worker was shirtless, with a pair of torn trousers on his scarred legs, pushing wood to make it The salt rake was panting and pulling the salt goods continuously, so the several overseers with big arms were still dissatisfied, and they kept crackling behind with whips.

"Hurry up, a bunch of bastards!"

The whip left streaks of blood on his back, and the wound was oozing with salt, making it even more painful, but the salt worker didn't even resist.

These days, any place that can manage one meal a day is paradise!

Under the dissatisfied urging, suddenly an old man in his 50s could no longer hold the rake under the heavy whip, and fell limply to the ground. A young man next to him immediately jumped up screaming.

"Daddy! Daddy!"