Lu Ming

If the head of the Tartar is real...it will take some thinking.

After all, at this time when China is in turmoil, anyone who has the ability to take the head of a Tartar is the sweet pastry in the eyes of the emperor and the big bosses of the court. As long as you don't rebel, no matter how many sins you commit, you can be forgiven, so you don't have to Fighting with Nanban to death, isn't it?After all, there is no deep hatred between each other that cannot be resolved, it is all business, business...

With such an attitude, Kong Qianshi hurried to the school grounds in a warm sedan chair.

After arriving at the field, he ordered the guards to drive away the people who came to the school grounds to see the Tartars. Kong Qianshi came to the middle of the school grounds with official steps.

The next moment, Mr. Kong, who has rich experience in heads of various ethnic groups, picked up the head of a green-skinned Tartar and looked at it face to face, and couldn't help but gasp: This is a real Tartar!

The current court's military performance is like this: the serious Manchu Eight Banners are the first gear, which is BMW.The Mongolian Eight Banners is the second rank, which can be regarded as Audi. As for those Han army coats, this can not be regarded as military merit in many cases.

Due to the different environments, many things cannot be faked over the years, at least in the [-]th century when there were no four major magic arts: the heads of real Manchu soldiers, in terms of appearance, hairstyle, skin and teeth, are the same. There is a big difference from the Han people, which can be distinguished at a glance.

In addition, the heads of the Mongolian Eight Banners who have been mixed with the grassland all year round have the same characteristics.

After Mr. Kong carefully inspected the heads, he had to admit that these were the most valuable real tartars.At this moment, the master's heart suddenly felt turbulent.

After that, Master Kong checked the corpse, armor and tokens.

After reading it, he had to admit: the job surnamed Cao did well this time, it seems that those subordinates really did their best for Yin Zi.There are five Manchu heads and eight Mongol heads, all of them are real, and there is no false omission, and they can even be called by their identity names.

Thinking about the mountain-like silver in Cao's hand, Master Kong, who finished the head examination, thought about it on the spot in the school grounds, and then followed the plan before he came, and made a move to ease the relationship between the two parties.

First of all, Master Kong, as an authoritative department, issued an authoritative message to more and more people who gathered behind him: These are real Tartars on the ground. I have verified them one by one, and I will report them to the court to invite General Cao. achievement.

After publicly speaking this passage, Master Kong expressed his request to see Cao Zongbing.

Cao Zongbing naturally would not refuse the meeting between the two parties. After all, Bingbeidao is the counterpart unit in Tianjin responsible for reporting military achievements. Kong Peng is willing to take the initiative to ask for a meeting, which is undoubtedly a good thing.

So the host and the guest sat in Mr. Cao's new brick office, feeling the heat coming from the boiler room next door, enjoying the latest lychees in syrup brought in from the south, and having a friendly talk.

The meeting was a complete success on the basis of consultations on an equal footing.The two parties reached a consensus on the issue of rewarding meritorious service of mutual concern, and agreed that they will strive to promote the development of departments in the future, so as to achieve mutual benefit and convenience for both public and private affairs.

Afterwards, when Master Kong was sent out, Cao Zongbing also handed out the merit list that he took out from his sleeve.

The first person on the roster of meritorious service is Master Meifu Ximei.

Young Master Mei ranked first in the list with the number of enemies killed by two Mantas and one Mengta.

After hearing the news, Young Master Mei was dumbfounded: the only man he killed with his own hands was the later Mantar, and as for the green-skinned Tartar the first time... don't worry about it.

So Mei Fuxi hurried to find Second Master Chen, wanting to find out why Second Master put all the credit on him, a rookie.

Chapter 437

The bathroom, which is only separated from the boiler room by a wall, has not stopped since the large troops returned, and the chimney is emitting soot all day long.

First wash off the dirt on your body under the iron pipe, then jump into the bath pool made of large bluestone and cement, take a comfortable soak in hot water, and return to the camp to sleep until your skin is flushed... A favorite treat of the soldiers of the tiger battalion.

This kind of enjoyment was rare in the north in the seventeenth century.In this day and age, the northerners don't have to say that it's a winter, and there are many people who can't take a bath once a year.

The rich can take a barrel bath at home, but the poor can only go down the river in summer.As for bathing in winter... there is no boiler, and the primitive technology of burning a large pot cannot meet the water temperature requirements of several baths, so there are very few public baths in the north in this era.

Since pools are divided in the bathhouse, small circles naturally appear.

In the innermost small pool, usually only special forces and the navy stay in it.The largest number of members of the Flying Tiger Battalion are in the big pool outside.

At this moment, Second Master Chen was half lying in the corner of the small pool, with a towel on his forehead, taking a sip from the small wine jug on the plate next to him from time to time, feeling relaxed and comfortable.

But the comfort was soon disturbed by others.

With a sound of "crash", a figure jumped into the small pond, and rushed to the side of the second master like a fish, and whispered in his ear with an impatient face: "Second master, why are there three heads of me on the reward list?"

The second master slowly opened one eye, glanced sideways at Mei Fuxi who was full of anxiety, and then closed his eyes again.

Ever since Young Master Mei chopped off the green-skinned tartar that day, Second Master has regarded him as "a more promising member of his own family".So the second master closed his eyes and thought for a while, then slowly asked: "Why, too little?"

"Where did the second master say that!"

How could Mei Fuxi be too little?According to the rules on the surface, the three heads can be raised from the small flag to the general flag in the guard, not to mention that this is a high-quality real Tartar head!

The second generation of guards like Mei Fuxi is different from those low-level military households.He has heard and witnessed since he was a child, and he has seen too many scandals of military generals trying to shirk their merits. Let alone three real Tartar heads, there is only one.

So when she came back to rest this time, Mei Fuxi didn't care about the head she killed at all: the second master saved my life, but afterwards he kept silent about his ugly behavior at that time, so the head, take it Well, the young master doesn't care.

But this is where the strange thing happened: he was rewarded!

If the higher authorities swallowed one of his heads, Thaksin, but after they forced him to collect three, this certain person was at a loss.

After hearing Mei Fuxi's somewhat coy response, the second master with his eyes closed chuckled: "Relax, young master, this little credit is nothing in the eyes of the commander-in-chief."

"Just in this way, wouldn't I have swallowed your credit, Second Master?"

Chen Erye curled his lips when he heard the words.

He can't tell the young man that for an old minister/national scholar/ensigned lieutenant, the old man must have gone all the way to the dark, and went to the road of rebels, and the merits of Daming are useless to him.

"It's just to show others how you look like a baby, just accept the credit with peace of mind, don't make any more noise."

Hearing the second master's words so straightforwardly, Mei Fuxi felt relieved.Hehe smiled, took a sip from the wine glass on the plate, and then the young master whispered again: "Second Master, my father asked someone to deliver a letter, saying that there is a family banquet tonight, please do me a favor!"

Chen Erye opened his eyes when he heard the words: "Lao Cai treats guests? This is a rare thing, if you don't eat it for nothing!"

"Well, specially roasted sheep and camels."

"Wait for me to go to the camp to ask for leave."

"Let's go together!"

That night, in order to thank the second master for saving his life, the Mei family father and son specially hosted a banquet at home for the second master to have a meal.

After the banquet was over, the Mei family father and son made tea and sat in the small study room after the car was dispatched to send away the well-fed second master: "Tomorrow the commander wants to see you, so please be courteous whenever you go. To play dumb."

"Commander? Whose commander?" Mei Fuxi, who had just sat down, was a little dazed when he heard the topic brought up by his father.

Father Mei smiled wryly: "Whose family could it be? Our commander of the right guard, Mr. Mei Yingwu, when you go, call the clan uncle."

Mei Fuxi still didn't understand: "What does the commander see me for?"

"There's Junyan in the family, why don't we see him?" Father Mei sighed softly: "Since the last commander died in the battle in Liaodong, our family has been far away from the guard over the years. I don't want to rely on you today. Commander It reminds you of me, a registered thousand household."

Mei Fuxi still didn't understand when she heard this: "That being the case, with just a small pawn, three heads can alert the Commander?"

"Confused." Father Mei stared at his only son and said earnestly: "He has taken a fancy to your future under Cao Zongbing! Then you are ranked first on the list of meritorious service, and you must be favored by Cao Zongbing!"

"Oh……"

Mei Fuxi didn't answer at this time, took a few sips from the tea bowl, and after thinking for a while, he said slowly: "To tell you the truth, from what I have seen in the camp these days... this matter is not a routine report. The way of meritorious service, that commander-in-chief may not be optimistic about his son, maybe he has forgotten my name long ago."

"Oh?" Father Mei was surprised when he heard this: "How do you say that?"

At this moment, Mei Fuxi's face was condensed, and it took a long time before he organized his words, and said hesitantly: "I'm just guessing randomly, maybe this Cao Zongbing has some discrepancies with his peers, and it doesn't seem like he cares about the court's fame... ..."

"Father doesn't know that, in fact, among the three heads of Tartars, the one who can be counted as his son's head is only one..."

In this way, Mei Fuxi slowly told what he saw and heard in the Flying Tiger Camp, as well as some personal feelings.

After hearing this, Father Mei was also very surprised: "This is really strange, this is the first time I've heard of such a general who doesn't take credit seriously."

"Perhaps this famous nobleman of the imperial court is ignored." After being silent for a long time, Mei Fuxi finally said the words that were suffocating in her heart: "The predecessor of this general soldier was a sea tycoon recruited by the imperial court. It is also possible to act more freely and freely."

"Silence!"

Father Mei understood his son's implication immediately, and quickly signaled the other party to shut up: "How can you talk nonsense about such things? You must never mention it to anyone in the future, and be careful that you will bring about a murderous disaster!" "

"My son knows." Mei Fuxi nodded depressedly.

"In this way, this Mr. Cao is going north to Qin Wang, I'm afraid the drunkard's intention is not to drink!"

Father Mei was stroking his long beard at the moment, walking around the room while thinking seriously.

Father Mei, who had thought about it for a long time, finally came up with a set of unchanging plans: "The current situation is chaotic, and it is better to be careful. Now that you have taken the path of a warrior, you can be honest with Mr. Cao." Your subordinates are on errands. Don't make a fuss about repaying your merits, just go with the flow."

"Fuxi understands."

The result of the night talk between the Mei family and his son was something that no one traveling north had expected.So, don't underestimate the IQ of the ancients.Even relying on some fragmented information and guesses, the Mei family and his son still saw part of Mr. Cao's heart and lungs.

……

After the night talk, Mei Fuxi, who was full of worries, went to rest early.Early the next morning, he went to Acropolis of Tianjin. In the small town full of yamen, he quickly found the Youwei yamen.

Commander Mei Yingwu was hereditary, in his forties.A round face looks kind, doughy, without the posture of many warriors.

After the two sides met, the commander didn't put on any airs. Instead, he chatted with Young Master Mei and played memory killing.

After recalling the close relationship between Mei's father and the commanding envoy's family, Mei Yingwu encouraged Mei Fuxi again, expressing that he wanted him to do a good job under Cao Zongbing.Finally, after Mei Yingwu said meaningfully: "After all, he is a hero from the right guard", he served tea to see off the guests.

After this short summons, the Mei family has returned to the mainstream sight of Tianjin Youwei.

However, May Fuxi didn't care about this change.

After joining the Flying Tiger Camp during this period of time and dealing with the time-traversing people, it can be said that Mei Fuxi has greatly broadened his horizons and realized that there are forces in this world that he has never seen before.

This kind of power not only includes those sharp weapons, but also includes the military training he has received for a period of time, as well as the theoretical knowledge such as the "organizational ability theory" he has been instilled in.

In addition, generous treatment for ordinary soldiers, equal internal relations, and various hidden benefits, these unheard of things, made May Fuxi realize a problem: how do real soldiers live.

It is no exaggeration to say that his years of service in the army have completely shattered his concept of "military household" since he was a child.

Because of these changes in concepts, Mei Fuxi actually looked down on the olive branch extended by the commander-in-chief from the bottom of his heart.Cao Zongbing didn't pay attention to the credit at all, but he was able to cause such a disturbance in the guard.

Mei Fuxi now has no fighting power against the guard's system, which is scheming all day long and rotten to the bone, and has despised it to the bone.

So after he visited the Commander, went home and bid farewell to his wife and mother, he hurriedly rode back to the marketing leave—the young man had completely fallen in love with the vigorous life in the military camp.

……

After returning from training this time, the cross-travelers deliberately gave the soldiers of the Feihu Camp a holiday in turn.

The reason is simple: the next time we set off again, it is time to really fight the Tartars, so these native soldiers basically got a chance to go home.

At the same time, some pre-war preparations are also under intense arrangement.

Logistics is undoubtedly the most important thing here.

In addition to the canned supplies that came with the arrival of the transport ship, Tianjin also received a batch of compressed biscuits newly produced by the kiln area, as well as several pieces of semi-manual equipment for making compressed biscuits and a group of supporting production workers.

Chapter 438 Battle Background

On March 1630, 3, off the coast of Tianjin.

Five transport ships were flying the "Cao" flag that ran unimpeded in the southern waters, and were waiting for the arrival of the pilot ship on the ocean.

The highest position in this fleet is the newly appointed commander of the Northern Army Zhang Zhongqi.

Zhang Zhongqi was doing P[-]P before crossing, but after a thunderstorm, this guy ran away, and ran to the Ming Dynasty.

There are quite a few "cultural people" like Zhang Zhongqi among the time-traveling crowd.After these people traveled through time, they could quickly adjust their status. In fact, not many caught up with the first wave of "jobs", so most of them have undergone secondary training and changed their careers to do other things.

So the times make heroes.In a new environment or an era of change, in fact, it is not necessary for trend-seekers to have superpowers and survival of the fittest. Whoever can meet the unique environmental requirements at that time will be able to succeed.

The same goes for the crossing crowd.Except for Xia Xianze who was hand-picked, the rest of the internal high-level positions were those who adjusted themselves immediately after time travel, found the center of gravity in the chaotic situation at that time, and quickly adapted to that strange environment.

There are people from all walks of life among these people. Most of them were ordinary occupations before, and many of them were losers in the old world. If it hadn't been for time travel, the big bosses in the cabinet would have disappeared from everyone.

When it comes to Comrade Zhang Zhongqi, he obviously doesn't adapt to the new situation.This gentleman has not found his way since he crossed, and the current gas age does not use p2p, so he was once at a loss.

Confusion came and went, time was delayed, and then he was coordinated and arranged by the big bosses who responded—as the cross-travelers became more and more tense in the mainland strategy, jobless people like Zhang Zhongqi were "persuaded" in the end Went to the field unit.

The most unpopular in the field is naturally the intelligence department behind enemy lines, and the next level is the army and exploration teams.Therefore, after Zhang Zhongqi desperately declared that he would not be a dog spy, he could only choose between the army and the exploration team.

Then after several months of training, he was put on the shelf and sent to be the commander of the northern army of Lao Shizi.

The commander Zhang Zhongqi sounds very attractive, but in fact he doesn't have many subordinates, and he is an empty-handed official.Because after the Qinwang incident is over, the Special Forces and the Guards Battalion will be withdrawn, leaving Zhang Zhongqi only the Feihu Camp and the Old School Field Base, so he is just a security commander.

……

With the arrival of the pilot boat, the support fleet led by Zhang Zhongqi also began to slowly move up the Haihe River.

In the fleet this time, apart from some supplies and commodities, the most important thing was [-] guards battalion soldiers.

These soldiers had been staying in Shanghai before, assisting Xiong Dao in demolition.In the past few months, Xiong Dao took advantage of the aftermath of the bombardment incident and sent soldiers to drive all the tenants on the title deed out of their homes.

Except for a few of these people who stayed to grow potatoes, some were driven to the construction site of Fangyue Gongxiu, the prefect, and some were transported to Taiwan, and the rest went to the port to start working as construction workers.

This time, [-] soldiers were transported to Tianjin because after preliminary investigation and evaluation, Qian Tieshan, the commander of the special forces who actually presided over the military operations in the north, believed that it was entirely possible to fight several wars of annihilating the Tartars, so a part of the regular army was needed. Join the fight.

Fortunately, the two hundred soldiers of the Guards Battalion who came to Tianjin before have become familiar with fighting immediately and can go to the battlefield at any time.In this way, it is only necessary to add some new recruits to watch and live in the lair.

After getting off the boat from the pier, Zhang Zhongqi, who was dressed as a Ming military general, saw General Cao and Commander Qian waiting there.The two sides exchanged pleasantries, and when they returned to the old school field, Commander Qian immediately introduced the current situation and some background of the battle to Zhang Zhongqi.

It is now mid-March, and the north has entered the early spring season. The ice sheet has thawed and the temperature has begun to rise.

The Houjin army that had opened up the northern corridor, the main force and a large number of looted property and captives had gathered at the entrance of Xifeng at this moment, and they were leaving the customs day and night.