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While nodding in response, Zhou Yanru was secretly calculating in his heart.

"It's so good, Dongjiang doesn't have a place for these people who speak up and disrupt politics!"

The Donglin Party is too greedy for power and too old-fashioned. Accepting Zhou Yanru is already a last resort. Mao Jue doesn't want to have another gang fight under his command. Hearing his warnings with bad words, there are a little more beads of sweat on his forehead. Zhou Yanru He nodded hurriedly.

It's really called Dongjiang's efficiency. Within 10 minutes after Mao Jue's order was issued, all the chief officers and generals of the ministries were all there. Wen Meng and the others had just come out of the bathhouse, and their bodies were still wet. A large group of small flat heads watched Zhou Yanru's eyes were dizzy, and he made up his mind to shave his head like this when he went back, so as to save himself from being excluded.

It was still the standard chairman meeting mode, with a long table, green tablecloth, tea mugs placed in front of each seat, and Mao Jue's sketch portrait on the head seat, which was made by the great painter Adelaine. His profile looks like the Chairman Jiang's bald head, his eyes are staring straight ahead, and the collar in military uniform is exposed below, surrounded by a long table, dozens of officers and ministers lined up and sat at both ends, watching Mao Jue come in , Everyone stood up neatly with a clatter, and stood at attention neatly with their heels aligned.

"Meet the supervisor!"

"sit!"

"Thank you, Supervisor!"

With a clatter, everyone sat down neatly again. Zhou Yanru, who followed Mao Jue in, was taken aback for a while by this modern style. He didn't know where he was sitting. Mao Jue waited on him.

"General, what order do you have to summon us?"

Sun Chuanting, who had just integrated into the inner circle, was the first to ask the question bluntly while he was busy fighting the plague.Mao Jue was tired of listening to this question, and tilted his head at Zhou Yanru who was beside him.

"Here, Mr. Zhou Yanru, a former scholar of the Hall of Martial Arts, passed our Dongjiang battle report to the capital through his disciples."

With a swipe, Zhou Yanru felt that the neat eyes were focused on his old face for an instant. The eyes were full of unkindness, and his back was hairy, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. To be honest, he didn't know until now. What kind of taboo was committed in passing the battle report to the capital.

"General, since the matter has already happened, our army must not delay here any longer. We must seize Shengjing and deal with the Qing army before the emperor forces Yuan Dushi to send troops to Shaanxi. There is no longer any military force that can resist the invading army, and the collapse of the Ming Dynasty is imminent, and the road to the customs must be opened before the fall of the capital!"

With a sonorous voice, Fan Wenju stood up hastily. In response to him, Shen Rongwen and Meng Kong Youde stood up almost at the same time, clasping their fists in begging for orders.

"The last general wants to be the vanguard!"

"Everyone, if you are worried about Mr. Yuan, I feel that there is no need for it!"

In the air of desolation, the instigator of the incident, Zhou Yanru, coughed heavily and interjected.

"Indeed, the emperor is impatient and eager to make progress. As soon as he hears the news of Wengzhu's victory and further threatens the Liao king's position, the emperor will definitely order Yuan Dushi to march in the army. However, according to the old man's understanding of the emperor, this year The limit of the emperor's patience has been reached, even if there is no news of Weng Lord, the emperor will definitely force Dushi Yuan to send troops, this is irreversible!"

His words made Mao Jue nod helplessly. Indeed, according to history, when Sun Chuanting was in charge of the Shaanxi military administration, Chongzhen also forced Sun Chuanting to send troops to Henan in the 16th year of Chongzhen. People, Sun Chuanting died in Tongguan, ruining the last hope of the Ming Dynasty.

"And even if there is the victory of the Lord Weng and the threat of coercion, if the emperor wants to send troops, he must wait until the end of August. The capital cannot support food supplies to Shaanxi. Governor Yuan must complete the autumn harvest to obtain military supplies before he can march. Even if the emperor is impatient , Chao Wenwu will definitely persuade the emperor to be patient."

Speaking of this, Zhou Yanru's voice was also filled with a little bit.

"Besides, Yuan Dushi is a famous general after all, and he also controls the three frontier soldiers in Shaanxi, the most powerful main force in the Ming Dynasty. Even if he can't match Li Chuang, it shouldn't be a problem to support him for half a year. This time should be enough for the Lord to clean up the remnants of the army. Bar?"

The root cause of this matter is actually here. You can't fall into such a big complaint just after joining Dongjiang. Zhou Yanru tried his best to clear it up, but what he said, Mao Jue already had several commanders under his command, couldn't bear it Zhu An'an nodded, it does make sense.

I remember that in history, when Sun Chuanting commanded this battle, he left Tongguan around August, but he didn’t support him for half a year. In only two months, Sun Chuanting, who relied heavily on the train battalion, was surrounded by Li Zicheng in Jia County, and he was besieged until he was defeated. .

However, it will take time for Li Zicheng to win Shaanxi, and it will take time to turn around and go straight to the capital, and there are many checkpoints on the nine sides along the way. The mansion, historically, was also the end of March in the 17th year of Chongzhen, when the capital suddenly fell, and the Ming Dynasty declared its demise.

Half a year should be enough to defeat Remnant Qing and open the way to enter the customs!

Besides, Mao Jue didn't have the heart to defend the capital, to protect the Emperor Chongzhen. Chongzhen was in one day, and he was still orthodox. It is also good for Dongjiang to educate those corrupt and arrogant court masters and clean the court with their hands.

"Master Zhou is right. The last general once supervised Shaanxi, the three sides were in decline, and the army occupied it privately. If Master Yuan Chonghuan wants to go out to fight, he has to wait until August anyway!"

To be honest, Sun Chuanting is very contemptuous of Zhou Yanru, a lax scholar! But he is also an honest person, and he has one thing to say and another to say two things. With the support of such a loyal minister from Dongjiang, Zhou Yanru is even more relieved, and even treats Zhou Yanru with respect. Sun Chuanting returned a smile, but unfortunately, Sun Chuanting did not treat him.

"Even so, you have to be ready to attack, Wenmeng, your Tieshan corps will set off today, head to Tieling, and join the Vladivostok corps in the huge sea. General Kong, your Acheng corps is still going to Siping City. We are going to march toward Guangning along the Liaodong side wall, cut off the connection between Liaodong and Liaoxi, Shen Rong will go south, wait for the first snow this winter, and immediately start the final attack on Shengjing."

"However, all ministries still strictly follow the sanitation regulations in Jilin City. They must do a good job in cleaning and sanitation, eliminate lice and fleas, and prevent mosquitoes. I feel that epidemics are not allowed!"

"Master Fan will find Master Li Shanhai soon, and dispatch troops to coordinate with him. In the next few months, the Jilin-Ula railway will be extended to Tieling City!"

"The last will obey!"

Although it will take some risks, Dongjiang has just finished a large-scale annihilation battle and ended more than 20 years of blood feud on the Liaodong battlefield. Take orders.

After the war was deployed, Mao Jue felt a little lighter in his heart, and stood up happily, his voice raised a lot.

"Go to the next topic! Dongjiang has fought hard until now, and we must get the rewards we deserve. Mr. Zhou Yanru and Mr. Zhou contacted us in the capital. I will ask the court for this Liao king!"

The ancients said: One person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven! As soon as these words were uttered, almost everyone's eyes shone brightly, even brighter than the curtain of attack just now!

Chapter 535. Untitled Chapter

Finally bid farewell to the days of washing clothes every day. For the first time, I found that the marching training is so attractive. The corps who received the order to march out were ecstatic. Turn on the horsepower and head southeast.

There is another exciting news from the Dongjiang Command that Mao Jue has asked the court for the title of King of Liao.

No one doubted whether this request could be obtained. After all, the Dongjiang army had fought too much in the past year. As the leader of Dongjiang, Mao Jue could also be the king.

I have already gotten used to being a Dongjiang person. The life in Dongjiang is completely different from the life of Daming in the Guan. Once Mao Jue became king, everyone can rise to the top and call themselves a Liao with confidence. lead by the nose.Because of this news, the Dongjiang army carrying guns to the south has gained a lot of morale. They all stood up straight and rushed towards Shengjing with murderous aura. Add some glory and feats to the crown of the Liao king.

On the other hand, the dispatch of envoys to the capital really gave Dongjiang a headache for a while. Song Xiance, Mao Jue's imperial envoy, was a bit helpless this time! This is an envoy to the capital, facing Emperor Chongzhen and his officials They are all the low-level Song Xiance, whose head really does not represent Dongjiang's tall and mighty image.

In comparison, Zhou Yanru was actually a pretty good choice. After all, he was the one who provoked the matter, or he kept saying that there were many old officials in the capital, and he wanted to help Dongjiang. However, this task was quite dangerous, so he asked The imperial court wants the throne, who knows if Emperor Chongzhen will be furious, directly consider Dongjiang as a rebel, and kill the envoy?

In particular, Zhou Yanru estimated that the chance of losing his head when he went back was infinitely close to 100%, so it would be strange if he was willing to go.

But if he didn't go, maybe Mao Jue would have to ask for his head first, which worried the old goblin Zhou. After holding back for more than a day, he really held back his choice.

"My lord, this way please!"

He really didn't have the energy to build two more railway bridges. Although he needed to pass through the epidemic area where more than [-] people had just died, Mao Jue still gritted his teeth and ordered the Jilin Ula City to be re-cut, and the train track passed through the city. In the past, it continued to extend southward towards Shengjing City.

Of course, it is impossible for the Dongjiang army to work. Mao Jue is just like the red police in the later generations. After finally saving this little property, how can he be willing to spend it here?

Fortunately, he has a professional cannon fodder army, the half-orc army!

His face was covered with a thick gauze, covering his old face with a smirk but not a smile. Zhou Yanru didn't want the face of being a bachelor at all. The traitor led the way like that, and it was almost covered, Mao Jue and Song Xiance followed behind full of disgust.

On the other side, the Dongjiang Army who was in charge of the work was also covering up like a biohazard. Seeing the arrival of Mao Jue's banner, he had already been notified. Two of them were put in chains and brought back.

Zhang Ruolin and Ma Shaoyu are the two supervisors of Hong Chengchou's army.

Compared with the two years ago when they threw themselves into the trap, the two white-faced scholars had completely become African uncles. Their old faces were black and rough under the wind of Saibei's knives, and their hands were also covered with thick calluses. It's just that these two people It's true fate, after seven wars and a great plague, they didn't even kill them. It really complied with the old saying that disasters can live for thousands of years.

It's just that the attitudes of these two people are still very different. Zhang Ruolin came in as soon as he came in, and he didn't make a sound while his neck was stuck there, while Ma Shaoyu simply knelt down and the handcuffs of the two were connected together, almost It didn't drag Zhang Ruolin a somersault.

"Master Superintendent, Xiaosheng really knows his mistake! Xiaosheng has nothing to do! It is the Ministry of War and the emperor who are urging and promoting the army. Xiaosheng, a small seventh-rank official, can only follow orders! You always show mercy and let Xiaosheng go Let's go!"

"Such a person can do it?"

Seeing Ma Shaoyu kowtowing like garlic, Mao Jue turned his head a little uncertainly.Hearing this voice of questioning, the only old fox eyes exposed on the thick gauze wrapped by Zhou Yanru immediately made me laugh like grapes.

"My lord, in the Ming Dynasty, the small was used to control the big, and the officials were used to control the six departments. Even if they were old back then, it would be a headache to face seventh-rank officials like them. Besides, the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty ruled that the officials were not guilty. Master Ma is just right. Supervising the army in Liaodong? It is only appropriate for him to bring the meritorious deeds of Lord Weng back to the court!"