"How is An Guogong?" Chongzhen didn't care about the words of the man in front of him, but asked Liu Hongjian directly, and his concern was overflowing, and he didn't want the envy of the generals behind him.

"Report to His Majesty the Emperor, Your Excellency the Duke of Anguo is fine, but the ammunition of the Ming warriors on the other side of the river is running out, Your Excellency the Duke asks you to send troops to support as soon as possible!"

Malaki didn't dare to be sloppy, and while secretly rejoicing in his heart to follow a good boss, he reported it truthfully.

"General Lin, you should send three thousand Shenji battalions over first, remember to bring more of that...... That grenade! Chongzhen heard that Liu Hong was gradually becoming a dragon and a tiger, and his heart was settled.

The Shenji Battalion is a musket unit built by Liu Hongji, which is more effective than the border army and the 3,000 battalion.

"The last general obeys!" The red-pants staff officer gave Lin He the order, and his face was full of excitement.

As a branch of the army that has been increasingly ignored by the imperial court in the past, the Shenji Battalion has always been unpopular, but now it can be the first to be thought of by His Majesty, which is undoubtedly a great favor to all the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion.

"The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, the Supervisor has helped Daming successfully take the beach, and the Inspector is in danger for Daming, and we can't be left behind.

The Shenji Battalion can have today, and it is indispensable to supervise the training and cultivation of the master, and the official who is pressed for time is not to say, who dares to cowardly on the other side of the river, the official will not be spared!

The first, fourth, and sixth thousandth households boarded! The rest are on standby! ”

Lin He's voice was high-pitched, and the gunshots and explosions on the other side of the river just now made his muscles tremble, it was excitement, it was a thirst for war.

Rows of musketeers of the Divine Machine Battalion, with their rifles on their shoulders, walked briskly towards the Galen boats by the river.

Lin was stunned by the terrible condition of Galen's ship, which was covered with countless arrows, even on the mast.

It can be seen how fierce the battle was at that time, and Lin He deeply regretted that he could not participate in such a battle.

As a general, Lin He is still like this, and the other soldiers of the Shenji Battalion are even more embarrassed, objectively speaking, the Shenji Battalion has never been attacked by arrow feathers head-on, because under the array of guns, the range of the Tartars' arrow feathers cannot reach it at all.

Two quarters of an hour later, 3,000 soldiers had boarded the ship, and at Malaki's order, the three ships sailed to the other side of the river.

There are three ships, and each time they can only transport 3,000 troops, and it takes half an hour before and after a trip, while the Ming army only has more than 70,000 troops, not including war horses and baggage.

At first, Liu Hongjian was still a little anxious, but after the troop carrier went back and forth twice, Liu Hongjian relaxed.

The three thousand Ming army Tartars did not dare to come to touch the tiger's whiskers, Mo said that it is now close to 10,000 people, anyway, the Tartars have been defeated, and they don't have the urine to eat back grass.

According to reports, the Tartar soldiers retreated to Haizhou City, probably knowing that it was difficult to win in the field battle, so they had to hide in the city to rest and wait for work.

Joke, hiding in the city to defend, that's the Ming army's forte, as for you Tartars?

Hehe, the field battle is still unsatisfactory, play city defense warfare with my Han people?

Master Zu teaches you to be a man!

"Broadend! Chang Yu! Ancestral hatred Qing! Liu Hongjian held a pot of old wine in his hand and smashed it twice.

"Humble duty!" The three of them bowed their heads and obeyed.

"Hurry up and dispose of the Tartar corpses and burn them all! Oh, cut off the heads of three thousand Tartars, this official is of great use! Liu Hong's eyes gradually turned cold, and he suddenly had a good idea.

"My lord, I don't understand, why do you want to help these stinky tartars collect their corpses, we never cared about it before!" As the only remaining vein of the Guanning Army, Kuoduan hated these Tartars to the core.

When the Guanning soldiers were glorious, there were nearly 30,000 Mongolian and Liaodong warriors, but now there are only five or six hundred people left.

"Let you go, you can go, where is so much nonsense!" Liu Hong gradually loves and hates this rough man, this broad end kills people without blinking his eyes, and he is even afraid of himself, but he only talks a lot of.

"The last will be ordered! Hehe, can I take a sip of wine......" After fighting for a long time and smelling the aroma of wine, the Menggu man, who has always been addicted to alcohol, did not leave the wine jug in Liu Hongji's hand.

"Take it, take it, hurry up and do the work for this official!" Liu Hong gradually threw the flask into the air.

"Haole......" Kuoduan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, and said happily.

The grassland is in summer, and the corpses decay very quickly, and if not treated in time, there is a high risk of breeding plague.

If this plague was in the area ruled by the Tartars, it would be fine, but now that the land under his feet will be under the rule of the Ming Dynasty, Liu Hongjian will definitely not be so short-sighted.

The transportation of soldiers on the east and west banks of the Liao River will continue until the evening, and miscellaneous matters have their own Wang Yuanba, Chang Yu and Zhang Luo, and Liu Hong has gradually become idle.

In the afternoon, the soldiers, who had been hungry for a long time, began to make a fire to cook, and he sent a few of his own soldiers to cut off a lot of horse meat from the thighs of the dead horses, and made a fire to roast the horse meat.

The muscles of the horse meat are rough, and the roast is bubbling with aroma on the fire, which makes several guards, including Niu Zhuang, hungry.

Liu Hong gradually took out oil, salt and other ingredients like a trick, and tossed left and right like an authentic Xinjiang barbecue boss.

"Master, Your Majesty is here!" Niu Zhuang saw Chongzhen get off the boat and walked straight to this side, and hurriedly reminded.

Chongzhen got off the boat and saw that the corpses of the Tartar soldiers were piled up into three corpse mountains, and suddenly felt that the battle situation was terrible, and he went to find Liu Hongjian worriedly.

"Your Majesty, it's too good for you to come, this horse meat Weichen has just been roasted!" But seeing Chongzhen coming in a bright yellow dragon robe, Liu Hong was gradually squinted by Xun's eyes.

"Youming, how dare this be a child's play? What about army losses? Although Chongzhen knew the temperament of this courtier, he was still surprised by Liu Hongji's style.

There are three corpse mountains on the side, countless Ming troops are busy, as the supreme military commander of the Ming army, Liu Hongjian is idle here to barbecue!

It's so unbelievable anywhere, but this Liu Hong gradually went to do it!

"Your Majesty, the Liaohe landing battle, our Ming army of 3,000 warriors fought against the Tartar army, according to statistics, a total of more than 9,800 Tartar soldiers were killed, and more than 2,000 horses were captured, 30 red-coated cannons, 467 Ming border troops were killed, and 89 people were killed in 1,000 households!"

Liu Hong gradually put down the meat skewers in his hand and said seriously.

War always kills people, and throwing away the previous immature spirit, Liu Hong is now gradually downplayed.

The soldiers were proud of the horse leather shroud, and it was their choice to join the army, and all he could do was to take these robes that had died in battle home, and urge the household to give the pension to their families.

Chongzhen was stunned at first, and then there was a surprise, if the combat power of the Ming soldiers is like this, why worry about the trouble of the Tartars!

He knew that although Liu Hongjian had a hippie smile, he never talked nonsense in military affairs, and his serious face finally showed joy.

"Hehe, the emperor, the people take food as the sky, and the ministers have been hungry for a long time, so they can't eat something!

Your Majesty, please try the big meat skewers baked by the ministers themselves, the ministers haven't had time to eat yet, you try them first! The deceased is gone, Liu Hong gradually let go of the sorrow in his heart, and handed the freshly grilled meat skewer in his hand to Chongzhen.

Chongzhen hesitated for a moment and took it, and the mouth muscles of Huang He, the eunuch who was waiting on the side, twitched, and finally chose to shut up.

"How? Your Majesty, is it fragrant? Liu Hongjian became a barbecue master for the first time, and his expression was quite serious.

Chongzhen chewed on the roasted golden horse meat with a tense mouth, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected the land of the Liaohe River, reflecting on Liu Hong's face that was gradually full of hope.

"Incense."