Beiyang new warlord

As he spoke, Mao Jue led the dizzy Wen Meng again, striding like flying, and walked out of the port gloomyly. Looking at his back, Mao Youde once again scratched his head with his thick slap in wonder.

"What's the matter, kid, who offended him?"

"Brother like this, you are very careful, just like the girls, how can you be like our brothers, straight-hearted!"

Following up from behind, Mao Zhongming put his arm around his neck, hooked it out and said indifferently: "Never mind him, it's important to drink!"

"Yeah, what the hell, drink!"

The famous King Sanshun in later generations is still satisfied with his status as a drunkard at this time, and he has no idea of ​​the upcoming danger. Sometimes it is a blessing to be aware of it, unlike Mao Jue, whose heart is full of fear and tension at this time Full, sad, no, no, no.

"Master, are we not going back home?"

Now that Mao Wenlong returns to the mansion, he probably must have a big banquet in the mansion, with good wine and good meat. He waited for Mao Jue to leave the Xi Daying, but he looked at himself like the ants on the hot pot with his grand master and nephew. Wandering around the horse's butt, even if he refused to get on the horse, he was impatient, Wen Meng urged impatiently.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, he stretched out his hand to pick up his collar. Mao Jue's face was extremely serious for a moment, his eyes fixed on Wen Meng's horse face, and he suddenly asked through gritted teeth.

"Uncle! Do you trust me?"

Chapter 51. Bragging to start a business

"General, the folks are still waiting for you to speak!"

Mao Jue was still there in a daze, and was poked twice by Su Changmei's pork knuckle on his sleeve again. Suddenly he woke up, and Mao Jue hurriedly looked impassioned again, holding his fists and facing the wealthy households and common people who came to reward the army. Suddenly came a bow.

"My folks are kind, I, Mao, am ashamed. Since I, Mao, is the general of one side, I should serve the country and keep the side safe. Now I swear, as long as I, Mao, are around for a day, this Iron Mountain Don’t teach Jiannu Huma to spend even an inch on Yinshan Mountain!”

"The general is proud!"

If you want to talk about people, you have to have eyesight. Mao Jue let go of his "rhetoric words", and Su Changmei immediately slapped the two pork knuckles like a cowhide drum, screaming ghostly with the throat of the duck.

To say that there are professional fans in later generations who make money by cheering, the atmosphere really has a rhythm, Su Duliang said, and the rich and squires below followed suit, bowing fiercely with their fists in their hands and praising each one.

"Good! What a living Huo Piaoyao!"

"Is it really a blessing for us to send this good general to guard Iron Mountain!"

Excitement and small faces are everywhere, completely opposite to Mao Jue's indifference when he came, but looking at the welcoming crowd, Mao Jue always feels inexplicable and guilty. Such a welcome made him really guilty.

Scratching his head and laughing in embarrassment, Mao Jue came to his senses with a sudden pleasant cheer, and looking away, the faces in the crowd were all flushed, and Su Yi was excitedly waving a handkerchief and shouting .

"Master! Hero!"

In the past few days, the food has been settled. A total of more than 100 pigs and sheep have been collected, and there are many baskets of steamed buns. This is the first time that people have flattered them like this.He also followed with a mask and a smiling face, but when he arrived at the general's yamen, he left military affairs to Wenmeng from a few wealthy households in the city who also flattered him, and Mao Jue impatiently pushed Suyi into the room.

With a thud, the little butt fell heavily on the bed. Seeing Mao Jue turned around and looked around vigilantly, he turned around and closed the door. An unspeakable scene immediately appeared in the bad girl's mind. Immediately blushing, he covered his little face and muttered.

"Master, it's still broad daylight! Isn't it good?"

"What's good or bad!"

Rushing to the bed, sitting aggressively beside Su Yi, Mao Jue's face was almost pressed against Su Yi's warm little face, just as the girl was twisting her little hands and half pushing, Mao Jue hurriedly asked.

"What happened in Tieshan City in the past few days? Why did the whole city people come out to greet your young master today?"

The unknown is the most frightening thing, but Mao Jue needs this prestige and love so much when he takes office as a new official. This time he is showing his face in front of the whole town of Tieshan. After the performance, I was so confused that I tried to hold back, and almost killed this Virgo.

A girl's heart really jumped from the sky to the ground, almost without a bungee jumping on the ground, even Su Yi couldn't help but twitch the corner of Cherry's mouth for a moment, and resisted kicking her young master off The impulse to get on the bed made an ugly smirk.

"Well, young master, you have overwhelmed the servant girl."

"Ah? Oh!"

While Su Yi was gnashing his teeth, Mao Jue numbly rubbed his big butt back.

After finally adjusting her mood, Su Yi asked curiously again in confusion.

"Young master, isn't this the battle exploit you personally sent someone to pass back? In Yungu, you encountered thousands of cavalrymen from the Jiannu brigade. Young master, you held Changshan Zhao Zilong's long spear and went in and out of the enemy's line three times, killing the Hulu dead. All over the fields, blood flowed like rivers, and the blood on his robes was splashed like plum blossoms, and these Jian slaves who beat them fled three thousand miles north in embarrassment, and regained all the lost land of Tieshan in one fell swoop, it is Huo Piao Tiao alive!"

Speaking of this, Su Yi's beautiful big eyes were full of small stars again, but this time Mao Jue was listening to a few veins on his forehead jumping non-stop.

Daringly, Su Changmei came back to brag for him!But this bragging can only be done with a little score, and it goes in and out three times, and it's not the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

And if someone asks Mao Jue who is Wei Qing, whether the Han army in Huo Qubing's era was more powerful, or the Ming army is more powerful today, at this time he will definitely answer without hesitation, the Ming army must be better!

The advancement of smelting technology has made today's cold weapons sharper and stronger than those of the Han Dynasty. Although relatively primitive, the firearms of the Ming army are still sharp and terrifying in this era. However, under the leadership of Huo Qubing, the Han army can kill [-] to [-] The two Hexi battles killed the Xiongnu bloody rivers, but today's Ming army can't even beat the Hu tribe Jiannu in the north, also because of technological progress.

Hou Jin is not like the Qing army in later TV dramas, wearing a commoner uniform and holding a broken spear. Compared with Western soldiers, it feels like an opera and a two-person performance on the same stage. This time Mao Jue can see it , Their knives are heavier, stronger, and sharper than those of the Ming army! Several corpses were directly cut through the cotton armor with iron sheets, but among the corpses of Jiannu, except for the broken pieces of their own soldiers For Jiamini bullets, there was a man who was hit by more than a dozen lead balls and shouted fiercely. Most of the jokes got stuck in the inner iron of the cotton armor. Even if it was pierced, it was only a skin trauma.

It can be seen that the forging quality of the Houjin people has already surpassed the Ming Dynasty's military equipment that cut corners by half a street.

Even if Mao Jue brought more than [-] flashes, he would probably be smashed into scum by these barbarians when he entered and exited three times. Not to mention him, even Wu Sangui, a fierce man who carried a hundred catties with one hand a few days ago, would never dare One person confronted the Jiannu who attacked every night, and beat a group of them one by one, and he was hacked to death after a few blows.

"Can you believe this too?"

Making up a story has to be more reliable, Mao Jue was speechless for Su Changmei's IQ of making up nonsense, and it took him a long time to stop, but it was Su Yi who asked with a question mark on his face.

"Master, you sent someone to bring back more than 30 heads of Jiannu, which are still hanging on the city wall like grapes. Why don't you believe me?"

The key point is that these thirty or so people are above the heads.

Mao Jue once read an article asking whether the people of the Jin Kingdom in the Song Dynasty and the Hou Jin of Nurhaci were the same ethnic group. The answer is probably not! The Jurchen tribe in the Northern Song Dynasty occupied the fertile Central Plains area, and moved their capital to the Central Capital, which is now the capital. Most of their ethnic groups naturally migrated to the Central Plains, and the Mongolian Northern Song Dynasty attacked the Jin Kingdom on both sides. There are no fewer than one million people, and the rest have little chance to return to the ancestral land of Heilongjiang. Therefore, the Jurchens who established the Jin Kingdom either perished or were integrated into the Han people in the Northland.

As for Nurhachi's ancestors, it is more likely that they were from the Tungus tribe in Siberia, who migrated here by taking advantage of the emptiness in the Northeast region. It is said that they have a closer blood relationship with the Tuva people who were later generations of Mao Jue in Russia. Therefore, the Jurchens of this era, There is really a big difference between the appearance and the Han people. People with a discerning eye can tell at a glance whether they are killing the good and pretending to be meritorious.

As for the bragging of Su Changmei who came back to report his meritorious service, Mao Jue had never seen his father Mao Wenlong's report to the imperial court.

In the battle of Manpu and Changcheng, Mao Wenlong's subordinates were no more than a thousand people, and they didn't dare to confront Jiannu at all. Lost [-] horses! Even the governor of Denglai, Yuan Keli, who had always supported him, couldn't stand it anymore and issued a document to reprimand him.

Exaggerating the military industry has become the practice of the Ming army. If the number of beheadings over the years is used, the Jurchens have been exterminated several times. Unfortunately, the real situation is that every time the Ming army wins a small victory and loses a lot. More than 5 elites were killed in the battle, the Eight Banners Army was no more than three thousand, the Kaitie Liao Shenming Army lost no less than one hundred thousand, and even the most capable descendants of the Qi Family Army were wiped out in Liaohe, and the Eight Banners Army lost only a few thousand people. In the Ningjin Great Victory, the strong attack on the strong city with Western artillery suffered relatively large losses, and more than 4000 people were killed by Yuan Chonghuan.

Even so, the casualty ratio of the two armies was still about the same. Mao Wenlong beheaded 30 heads in one victory, compared to Mao Jue who beheaded more than [-] heads, which was quite impressive, surpassing many veterans in Dongjiang Town.

So this new general dared to fight hard and returned with Jiannu's head chopped off. This was enough to encourage and rejoice the villagers and wealthy households in Tieshan Town who were bullied by Houjin all these years.

As for whether Mao Jue could beat 400 out of 60 people, not many people cared.

It's no wonder Su Changmei is so self-confident and has no faults.

The history of the Mao family's fortune is really hereditary. Mao Wenlong relied on bragging to get to the position, and now he owns the huge Dongjiang Town. Mao Jue's first political capital was also obtained by bragging. Tieshan Town obviously obeyed him a lot, and Zhao Cheng, Tian Tao, He Momo and other generals who followed back to Tieshan Town, saw the bunch of fangs and claws, and they obviously restrained a lot. Except for the Zhao family whose strength has been greatly damaged, they no longer dare to act on their own as before. They also began to report to Mao Jue on big and small matters.

However, this is only to ease the situation slightly.

At the end of July, some early wheat in Liaodong has come to the harvest season. Even if it is not mature, it is still green and full of fields. But Tieshan County, it is a shocking scene. The burned cottages still left black charcoal all over the ground, and there are large areas. The crops are like the head of an unlucky ghost with bald spots. They were either robbed and taken back to make horse feed, or burned, or eaten by horses. When they came out to inspect, Mao Jue rode a horse for a long time, and there were such things everywhere. Shocking scene.

Getting off the horse, he casually picked up a green-looking wheat seedling from the ground, but Mao Jue, a city dweller who didn't work hard and couldn't distinguish grains, could tell that the root of the wheat seedling had begun to wither, and he couldn't survive. up.