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It's no wonder that Mao Wenlong didn't get angry. He didn't tell himself the information about his own son. He told Yuan Chonghuan first, so where should he put his old face?

He scratched the back of his head resentfully, but immediately Mao Jue became excited again and asked hastily.

"Father, what happened to this battle? Did Yuan Manzi give the order to march towards Shenyang?"

The entry of gold from the second year of Chongzhen to the third year of Chongzhen was a catastrophe in the Ming Dynasty. It was the first time in more than 200 years that foreign enemies attacked the capital, and the vicinity of Gyeonggi was looted, with a population of several 10 and millions of taels of silver. At that time, countless food and grass were swept to Liaodong, which weakened the Ming Dynasty and at the same time enriched the pockets of the slave owners of Houjin.

But here is not without opportunities! Yuan Chonghuan's lack of handsome talent is also fully reflected here. Huang Taiji came out in full force, and he bypassed Mongolia. The entire Houjin Kingdom was the emptiest time. It is not impossible to return to Fushun Kaiyuan Tieling. When you turn back, you can wait for work at leisure and fight in the pass. The Jianzhou Eight Banners who have returned with a large number of prisoners have a great chance of winning.

But in history, Yuan Chonghuan entered the pass with his army in despair. Not only did he fight an ugly defensive battle with the Houjin Eight Banners on the North China Plain, but also let the more than 4000 backbone cavalry under Zhao's command be wiped out in Zunhua. The Liaodong Army built with a lot of money suffered numerous losses.It even aroused the suspicion of Emperor Chongzhen, and finally paid him back.

So Mao Jue wrote to Yuan Chonghuan two months in advance, reminding him that the big move of building slaves was about to take place, and reminding him several times in a row that Liaoshen was empty!

If Yuan Chonghuan can be ruthless this time, he will go straight to Huanglong!The entire history of the late Ming Dynasty can be rewritten!When Mao Jue asked this question, his blood boiled with excitement. If so, even if he hadn't finished training, he would invite himself to join the army and fight Hetuala in his lifetime. What an honor.

Unfortunately, Mao Wenlong's words were like a basin of cold water, splashed on Mao Jue's head.

"It has been found out that the night is not accepted. The captive leader Huang Taiji and his heavy troops have approached Xifengkou through Mongolia. Yuan Manzi ordered that several towns in Liaodong should gather at Shanhaiguan and enter the Guanqin King!"

Chapter 70. The Haven of Calm in the Great War

The military situation is on fire, and after only two days of mobilization, Mao Wenlong is about to lead the Pidao army to go out, and he has to take advantage of the night to avoid Houjin's eyeliner. On the military port, there are burning torches or barrels everywhere, carrying luggage The soldiers climbed onto the boat one after another like ants.

Mao Wenlong really wanted to support his stupid son, with his helmet under one elbow, he walked towards the battleship while babbling and admonishing him.

"The imperial court is not as simple as you imagined. If there is anything going on in the future, you have to say hello to me first, and then do it. I will help you as a consultant!"

"You kid, don't think that when you become a general, your mother's wings are hard. I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. If you give me such a fucking trick, I will beat you to death!"

Mao Jue grew up so big, and he was 26 to [-] before crossing. He had a meal of four or two meals, and the rice he ate had to be two tons if not three tons. Would you really want to replace it with salt?

Of course, you can only think about these words in your heart, Mao Jue absolutely dare not say it, coupled with the disappointment in his heart, he hangs his head all the way, pretending to be submissive.

But when he got to the front of the boat and put his helmet on, Mao Wenlong stopped yelling, but suddenly patted Mao Jue's shoulder heavily with a familiar but unfamiliar look, and for the first time, there was a little pride in his voice.

"Okay, I know that you can't listen to what I say, and I won't say it anymore, but you have really grown up. That Yuan Manzi spent tens of thousands of shi grains and 10 taels of snowflake silver to win over the right-wing Mongolia. He didn't even know a fart, but my kid was able to figure out in the Dongjiang, thousands of miles away, that Jiannu would make a big move, or enter the side wall on the Mongolian side. Now he, Yuan Manzi, is in a panic , haha! It’s thanks to my son that he won’t lose his head!”

"I may not be able to come back this winter! If you have time, come back twice more to see your aunt! She treats you like her own son. As for your aunt Shen"

Speaking of this, Mao Wenlong couldn't help but paused for a moment, and then continued: "You should go and have a look at it when you have time! She is not easy, and a nephew by her side will make you collapse!"

It is absolutely true to say that Mao Wenlong is poisonous enough. He was able to achieve his current status by stepping on many bones. I don’t know how many people have been used by him as a stepping stone. His father was no different, his eyes made Mao Jue feel dazed for a moment.

For a moment, a little shame rose in Mao Jue's heart. When people steal things, they also steal money and cars. Whether intentionally or not, he stole someone's living son and replaced him. If he knows the truth, this old hero Mao Jue didn't dare to think about how he would be hit.

Covering up the strangeness in his eyes, Mao Jue hurriedly bowed down.

"Don't worry, baby! Going to the battlefield now, the sword has no eyes, I hope my father will take care of himself! Don't get hurt and cold."

"Did you curse me, kid?"

With a hearty laugh unique to warriors, Mao Wenlong slapped Mao Jue's shoulder again, and shouted loudly: "Don't worry, your father and I have been hiding away for so many years! Daddy, don't Act like a little girl, that's all, I'm leaving!"

It's really free and easy, Mao Wenlong stepped on the ship with strides, this time the old guy really didn't look back, but Mao Jue kept bowing until the big ship started to fly into the distance in the lagoon of the port with waves.

In the early years of Chongzhen, the biggest strategic battle on the Liaodong battlefield kicked off.

On the first day of October in the second year of Chongzhen, Huang Taiji, which had just had its autumn harvest, blew the battle horn in Shenyang. Immediately after Yuan Chonghuan tried his best to win over the right-wing Mongolian Horqin tribe, Karaqin tribe, Jalut tribe, Bahrain tribe, and Naiman tribe Many tribes, these tribes receive annual rewards and food from the imperial court every year, and even if the frontier soldiers can't pay, they have to guarantee the ancient scorpion. Without hesitation, he led his troops to attack Daming.

On October 24, Houjin Eight Banners and Mongolian cavalry Yu Laoha and Hehe swore to fight against Ming Dynasty, broke through the Great Wall pass Xifengkou, and immediately divided their troops into three groups and marched into the pass.

With Mao Jue in this era, his letter reminded Yuan Chonghuan two months in advance, but he didn't believe it at the first time. Yuan Chonghuan sent a large number of scouts to the right-wing Mongolia. It was not until September that the matter was confirmed. After all, Yuan Chonghuan had one month more preparation time than in history. However, this month did not bring any turning point to the battle situation.

Yuan Chonghuan sent General Xie Shangzheng to return to Jizhen first, but Wang Yuanya, the prefect of Shuntian, did not appreciate it. He did not allow Xie Shangzheng to garrison Dunhua, but forced him to station in Hongshankou City. , and immediately launched an attack on Zunhua City.

On November [-], the second batch of the Liaodong Army, the famous Guan Ning cavalry under the command of Zhao Jiao, came to support, but this army fell into the ambush circle of the Hou Jin Army who was waiting for work. Almost the entire army was annihilated, and the commander-in-chief Zhao led the teaching to die in battle. The next day, the Hou Jin army attacked the city with all its strength, and the city was broken that day. The governor Wang Yuanya who died did not lose his reputation.

The fall of Dunhua City was like a basin of cold water poured on the heads of the civil and military forces of the Northern Zhili and Manchu Dynasties. For a while, the capital was shaken, and the court was in a state of panic. King Qin's edict was sent out in all directions without money, which triggered a second attack. A domino, Yang He, the governor of the three sides who is presiding over the appeasement in Shaanxi, no longer has an army that can hold the scene, and the Shaanxi tent army began to show its prominence.

But at this moment, Tieshan, which was originally a battlefield outside the pass, was exceptionally calm and peaceful.

"Hurry up! Dig it up for me!"

Standing on the top of the hill, Su Changmei screamed like a boar in heat, hissing at the top of his voice.

At the end of October and the beginning of November, the weather has become significantly colder, and people can shiver at night. According to the experience of the old people, it will snow in a few days. stand up.

In the corn field, swarms of young and strong rushed in with sickles like locusts. Big knives cut off the nearly withered corn from the roots, and then piled them aside, while women held small On the bench, pick out the corn cobs, and the yellow and orange corn cobs are piled up one by one.

Zheng Tianzhong had corn, and potatoes and sweet potatoes were selected from remote mountain fields as much as possible. It would be a bit troublesome to dig these two kinds of things, which is why Su Changmei yelled so terribly. The man turned his hoe and digged desperately on the hillside, as if he wanted to dig out the whole mountain.

When digging potatoes, you have to pay attention to digging along the roots, digging out the soil and potatoes together, so as not to damage the roots. Heibuliuqiu really has nothing to do with sales all morning, and he didn't dig out a few acres of mountain fields. Su Changmei was so angry that her fat cheeks were bulging.

However, this matter came to a turning point at noon, this time they were harvesting food, and these bastards were too old to work, so Su Changmei didn't ask anyone to bring food over, and just put the collected potatoes and sweet potatoes on the table. Burn it on the dried corn stalks, and then let the young and strong eat it. In this cold weather, when the hot roasted sweet potatoes are broken open, the yellow flesh inside immediately exudes a tangy fragrance, just like gold. In that way, take a quick bite, and the sweetness will penetrate your heart.

In this day and age, sweetness is a luxury. Some people burn their tongues when they eat it immediately. Although the taste of baked potatoes is not as sweet as sweet potatoes, they are still delicious. These two treasures from far away America immediately conquered the hearts of the Tieshan residents. As soon as the taste buds started to work in the afternoon, these guys immediately acted as if they had changed the engine, and each of them was as active as paying rations to his wife with a hoe. In a blink of an eye, the mountain was completely riddled with holes.

This made Fatty Su finally heave a sigh of relief.

A good meal is not afraid of being late, although the autumn harvest was a full month late this year, but it was still ahead of the first heavy snowfall and the harvest was completed. A typical Northeast appearance was displayed in Tieshan Town out.

Built in the farmyard outside the fort, piles of corn piles are piled high, and there are still many big corn sticks hanging under the beams, which are taught by foreign girls to be reserved for seeds next year, behind the house In a cool place, piles of sweet potatoes and potatoes were left to dry in the shade, and cellars were being dug from house to house, preparing to bury all the fruits of victory.

A few handfuls of straw were thrown into the stove, and the ground kang immediately burned the buttocks. The stove hooks were stretched in, and the hot potatoes were pulled out, and the ashes were pulled out. This Northeast miso was a delicious meal. The harvest this time was amazing. , The harvest of wheat is twice as much as before. Even if half of it is handed over as military rations, it is enough for a family to eat for a year. It is not yet the New Year, and every family starts to become happy.

Even Mao Jue's own dining table has changed.

A few sea fishes were gurgling and thrashing unconvincedly under the pot, and there was soybean paste in it, the soup was extraordinarily rich, rendering the peeled and steamed potatoes shiny, and Mao Jue chanted I don't know how long the corn noodle potstickers are, and they are gradually browned on the edge of the pot, exuding a tangy fragrance.

Sweet potato porridge with corn stubble, sweet potato stalks and pickles with pigskin paste, hanging stove potatoes, tofu, miso, plus this hard vegetable, from a long distance, the corner of Su Yi's mouth is dripping with crystal saliva, a pair of The little hands kept rubbing, and on the other side, the foreign girl Adelena who brought these things was indecently screaming along with a few pieces of crystal clear sweet potatoes, her tired cheeks hurt, and she still ate them. It's a joy.

In terms of diet, these Westerners are really not as thoughtful as the Chinese. They eat potatoes, which are stewed and then pressed into a rotten mud. While still full of surprise, he asked Mao Jue.

"Young master, how do you know how to make so many sweet potatoes? Obviously these two things were only introduced to Liaodong?"

It's a pity that, according to the usual practice, the listless Mao Jue just rolled his eyes at this foreign girl with her cheeks full.

"Ask God!"

Chapter 71. Food Makes Wealth

The capital in the south is still raging with war. After breaking through Zunhua, the wealthy post-golden slave owners and the poor Mongolian cavalry continued to march towards the capital with 12 enthusiasm.

The second line of defense organized by Yuan Chonghuan was also said to have been breached, and the face of the Ming Dynasty was torn off like a rag, and the capital trembled under the gaze of these barbaric bandits.

In the same month, Mao Jue was so busy that he almost hit the back of his head with his foot.It's just that it was because of starvation before, but this time, it was because of too much food.

Sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn are originally from the Andes. The biggest advantage is that you don’t choose the land and are also cold-resistant. I was really hungry when I planted it. I planted some land. In fact, the cultivated area has exceeded [-] mu in the north. It can reach almost [-] to [-] mu.