Beiyang new warlord

"The general shaved his hair! We subordinates are so pretentious, brothers, we Lao Wen also want to go back to see our wife and children, Lao Wen shaved it off!"

Amidst the sound of scissors clicking, his messy hair like a chicken coop also fell out in response. Following Shen Rong, Liu Chong naturally did not fall behind. Some depressed, he despised the scissors prepared by Wenmeng. They also used sabers to cut their hair. cut it down.

There is another saying from the ancient sages, which is not to worry about the few, but to worry about the inequality! Mao Jue and Wen Meng, the commanders of the army, have taken the lead in shaving their heads. What else can the soldiers have to say.

"I didn't say anything! The general is doing this for us! If you make trouble again, you will be a wolf! Brothers, I, Xu Dazhuang, have my head shaved! Watch!"

click~

"And I, Liu Neng!"

click~

While speaking, layers of messy hair fell down like snowflakes from scalp peeling.

This day is Dongjiang's shaving day. The news of Mao Jue's shaving spread throughout the army. The sergeants who cut corners and refused to shave a few days ago immediately followed suit. A grand ceremony was held for the shaved hair. It was burned in the middle of the camp. Even after washing it so personally, there were still a lot of lice and fleas that hadn't been cleaned up. When it was burned, it wanted to escape, and then it was crackled by the flames.

Seeing this, Sun Chuanting finally heaved a sigh of relief, but the old guy immediately untied his hairpin worryingly, and in a fit of cruelty, his gray hair was also cut off and thrown into the fire.

Inadvertently, Mao Jue also gave birth to a new industry, the barber and barber industry that should have flourished in the Qing Dynasty! The cuts are as uneven as grass, and the soldiers are naturally unwilling to look ugly, anyway. There are a lot of ironware in Dongjiang, so when I go back, I ask my comrades to repair each other, and I have a flat hair. However, this short hair is also addictive, especially when it is hot in summer, it is too light and refreshing! After a long time, shaving has become a habit, anyway. My father said, this is called going to the plague god!

The Dongjiang Legion can account for one-tenth to 15.00% of the total population. Such a huge audience has passed on the habit of shaving hair to the people. In a series of Dongjiang towns, new barber shops have sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain.

However, Mao Jue hadn't expected this business opportunity for the time being. In his Chinese military tent, a large mirror stood on the table, and Adelaine was cutting it with a small pair of scissors. Out of shape, looking at himself in the mirror, Mao Jue flicked his head in embarrassment.

"It's still so comfortable!"

"My lord, it's too hot! I want it too"

"No!"

Girls with long fluttering hair are still good-looking, and Mao Jue's double standards were instantly revealed. Before Adelaina could finish speaking, his voice suddenly became high-pitched, which made the foreign girl feel depressed immediately.

Biting the little tiger's teeth angrily, suddenly, the girl's eyeballs rolled around like a vixen, and the small scissors in her hand suddenly clicked again, and the screams of General Mao immediately rang out in the entire tent .

"My bangs!!!"

In the care of senior officials who love soldiers like sons and daughters, in a great plague, the Dongjiang army lost surprisingly little. The number of deaths due to the Black Death was less than [-]% of the entire army, only four to five hundred Unlucky, but this is only limited to the Dongjiang Army taking baths every day and drinking the decoction of pain and suffering, and the accompanying troops of the subordinate countries are not so lucky.

The Japanese people are not bad, they keep short months and no lice, more than 4 people only have 6000 people who are greedy for cheap to pick up the wealth of the dead, and the [-] people get sick and die, but the Korean troops of the Lee family are full of casualties , In more than two months, more than [-] people died of illness, and only a few thousand of the [-] troops were left. Li Shanhai and a group of Li Chao officers even had to hide in Mao Jue's camp. It can be seen that the Black Death tragic.

On the other hand, even if Mao Jue didn't intentionally spread the plague, traveling rats and fleas also brought the plague to Shengjing in the Qing Dynasty, and the claws of the Black Death were also cruelly stretched out in Shenyang and Liaoyang.

It's just that compared to Mao Jue's tenderness, Huang Taiji's method of returning to Shengjing is much crueler. An area is directly vacated in the city. Once the civilian army has a disease, they are directly arrested and locked in it. Fend for themselves, but isolation has alleviated the epidemic to a certain extent.

But the other side is not so lucky. Although I don’t know why those butchers in Dongjiang suddenly showed kindness and let them go, but they were running for their lives. The remaining 10,000+ old and weak tribes are still driving their few remaining flocks. He hurriedly fled to Monan, where Zaisang from the Sunite tribe was already waiting there like a greedy hungry wolf. Women and children are wealth, and sheep and horses are real food , All the young men and nobles from other tribes died, and it happened that it was convenient for him to accept it. You are not welcome, he took these 10,000+ tribes under his command.

Now Tumed, Horqin, Harqin and most of them have been severely injured or even disappeared. On the grassland, it seems that it is his turn to spring in the Sunite tribe. His status seemed to be waving to him, but Zaisang, who was overjoyed, didn't know that behind the 40+ Mongolian tribes there, there was a pair of cunning and cruel eyes of Song Xiance.

A catastrophe on the grassland is coming

Chapter 5 Sixteen. The Old Demon

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. In the reeds by the river, toads are desperately bulging their cheeks and screaming. This year's Songhua river fish is also very fat, but no one dares to catch it. Now there are plague bacteria everywhere. , No one dares to joke about their own lives.

Even Mao Jue, who loves fishing and hunting wild food, can only watch the big fish under the boat wagging its tail and drooling.

The epidemic is so severe now, even if Mao Jue is in a hurry, there is nothing he can do about it. Two 10,000+ troops, how many years of coffin books he has saved, only this one deck of cards! He can't learn how extravagant Emperor Chongzhen is, now he can only wait until After the autumn harvest, the weather turned cooler, and then marched again.

But it’s about the same. Anyway, Su Muyeer stepped forward, and Shengjing has already sent a clear message. Huang Taiji returned to Shengjing and began to officially preside over military affairs. The Qing army now has the backbone. The Black Death will be more troublesome for a few more days, and the offense will be able to fight better at the end of autumn.

And fortunately, Emperor Chongzhen, who had only one card left in his hand, seems to have finally learned to be cautious. Up to now, Yuan Chonghuan has stayed very stable in Shaanxi. Now Li Zicheng is strong, but in Zhongzhou, if you don’t To deal with the Qin army behind him, he didn't dare to go straight to the capital with all his might.

In history, when Sun Chuanting supervised the Qin army, there was a saying that if Chuanting died, Ming would die.The current situation is almost exactly the same as that time. As long as Yuan Chonghuan sticks to Shaanxi for one day, the capital will be stable for one more day, the Ming Dynasty can last a little longer, and Mao Jue can be given more time to clean up Liaodong.

War is so boring, now Mao Jue can only pray for Chongzhen not to die again, while waiting quietly.

"Nana!"

It’s much more artistic than him. Leaning on the bow of the boat, Adelena is holding a piece of straw paper and drawing with a charcoal brush. On the Songhua River, the railway bridge across the river and After experiencing the flames of war, the slightly vicissitudes of the city walls of Ula City in Jilin gradually reflected in her pictures.

This girl has drawn hundreds of such paintings. Hundreds of years ago, Marco Polo's travel notes shocked Europe, and Adelena also wanted to use her brush to show Western Europe a real orient.

Now Mao Jue's majesty is infinitely close to zero in front of this girl. Listening to his lazily strike up a conversation, this girl has a big white eye from Tsundere.

"what?"

"It's such a beautiful day, you and I are boating here, do you know what's shortcoming?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

"I'm missing a doll!"

Knowing that this guy has no good intentions, Adelaina simply continued to roll her eyes, but she was too idle, Mao Jue still picked it up with a stern face, and even swayed from the stern of the boat, swinging a small boat Bumping back and forth, it nearly dropped Adelaine's drawing board into the river.

"What are you doing! Hey"

Being embraced by him, Adelaine reluctantly put the drawing board aside, she knew Mao Jue's character too well, she was more serious than anyone else when she was serious, but she was like a child when she made a fuss, but she knocked off his salty hands, The girl still pursed her lips angrily.

"Everyone is old! Why don't you go to your sister Lele?"

No matter how shrewd women are jealous, they are all the same, but it's no wonder that apart from Su Yi, she is the first woman who followed Mao Jue, and she was the first to cook raw rice, but not even Yu Le She has a baby, and in this era when mothers are more expensive than children, it would be strange if she didn't care.

In fact, she also knew in her heart that among all the women, except for Chen Jiao, who was trapped in the capital, Mao Jue relied on her the most. Now that Dongjiang is the most important opportunity, she must follow behind Mao Jue with full blood and state to support him Fighting the country must not be dragged down, so she never shows it on weekdays, and only in such a leisure time can she feel sour.

The best days of a woman are only a few years, and knowing that Adelaine's difficulties are not easy, Mao Jue hastily raised his hand in surrender with a pitiful look.

"Isn't this just to send that yellow-haired girl away, so I can spend more time with you!"

"Humph!"

"Hey, Nana, do you know what my favorite food is lately?"

"Do not want to know!"

"My lord, I like to look at you obsessively recently!"

The power of earthy love words is really great, even this shrewd and daring noble lady of the Holy Roman Empire was amused by Mao Jue, and she opened her face like an iceberg snowdrop with a poof, even if it is an old couple, they still look at it Mao Jue couldn't help being stunned.

"Look at what!"

"Of course it's my favorite girl!"

The offensive of earthy love words continued, every sentence was so sweet, and the sweet girl's face was like a peach blossom, her smile was like a flower, her pair of long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and her ruddy lips pursed slightly.

He is also a veteran in the field of love. Mao Jue is familiar with the road and put his face on it. Seeing that some embarrassing things are about to happen, but just a few tenths of a centimeter away, Mao Jue stopped suddenly like an electric shock Stopped, and immediately turned his face suddenly, Mengmeng yelled full of sorrow.

"stop!!!"