In the Xifengkou Pass, the torches and firewood piles shine brightly everywhere.

The soup in a few large iron pots was boiling, and an excessively long horse leg even stretched out of the pot, and the thick aroma of meat overflowed......

Everywhere in the Guannai, there is such an iron pot not far away, and the iron pot is full of stewed horse meat, in this cold night, not to mention meat, even to have such a bowl of soup to drink, it is already a luxury.

The soldiers on duty with spears on duty were constantly swallowing saliva by the aroma of this meat, and they were all men who were used to living a hard life.

The big tent of the middle army in the barracks was full of senior generals of the Beijing camp and the border army.

Liu Hong gradually centered, Chang Yu and Li Jie on the left and right, and then a few generals and guerrillas, everyone was in a good mood, although the previous guard was a little harder, but the result was acceptable.

"General Wu, let's talk about our achievements today!" Liu Hongjian was the first to speak.

"My lord, it is roughly estimated that in today's battle, all the soldiers of our Beijing camp annihilated nearly 20,000 prisoners! Among them, the Manchurian Eight Banners and the Han Eight Banners are mixed. This is the result of Wu Binghao tossing for a long time with most of the cavalry who can count.

But if you want to get the exact number, you have to wait until tomorrow.

But Rao is like this, several generals of the border army are also shocked to hold the tea bowl in their hands, they fought with Jianlu for six days of offensive and defensive battles, especially at the last moment, they are all personally in battle to plug the gap, and Jianyu to fight knives.

In this way, more than 8,000 enemies were killed, and 6,200 border troops were killed, which can be described as heavy losses.

"What about casualties?"

"My lord, my Jingying army was killed in 540 battles and wounded more than 1,000." Speaking of which, Wu Binghao is arrogant in his heart, what is a big victory, a thousand wins? And this is!

Hiss - the sound of the border army generals gasping for air was heard in the big tent.

It is not an exaggeration at all, most of these border army generals have been stationed at the border pass for generations, and they have dealt with Jianlu for half their lives, so of course they know Jianlu's combat effectiveness.

In fact, they fought with Jianlu at the gap, and the casualties were six to eight, which made them quite complacent.

After all, a few decades ago, the Ming army wanted to build a prisoner, and most of them played crowd tactics with several times the force, and most of them lost more than they won.

And they smashed the opponent with more than 10,000 troops, although the confrontation was only a few gaps, but it was enough to brag.

Now, the upstart of the empire in front of them, the Xuanliao Governor, used the actual battle results to tell them what a big victory is!

And Liu Hong's face was light and careless (in fact, he smelled the smell of meat and his heart was itchy), and he told them that they should be humble when they become officials!

Several border army generals and guerrilla generals had slightly red faces, and they were embarrassed to speak.

"What about the defenders of Xifengkou? Mr. Li? ”

"Enlightened Inspector Liu's ......"

"Call me General or Waiting!" Although he was hungry, Liu Hong gradually cared very much about the title, and the name of the supervisor was not at all.

"Yes, Master Hou, in this battle, the border army destroyed more than 8,600 enemies, and our border army killed 6,237 people." With Jingying's record, Li Jie was as humble as possible, even a little ashamed.

"General Li don't want to be like this, the border army is not equipped with the new muskets of the Shenji Battalion, so naturally they will not be able to kill the enemy in the field, you wait for the time being, and the new muskets will be shipped from the military department in a few months.

At that time, you will not have to fear the Iron Rider of the Jianju! Liu Hong gradually saw the shame of this Li Jie, and his casual comfort made Li Jie and other border army generals excited.

Originally, the border army was equipped with a magic machine battalion, but the quality of the arquebuses supervised by the Ministry of Industry and issued by the Ministry of War was too low, and the explosion rate was outrageous, so that the border troops were ashamed of being musketeers.

The border army gave up the musketeers ten years ago, but now it seems that a big mistake has been made!

After the war, Li Jie hurriedly looked for the new musket of the Shenji Battalion, which was indeed much better than the arquebus stored in the warehouse of the border army.

"Don't be complacent, the Beijing battalion soldiers who are waiting for this can defeat Jianyu's iron cavalry, and they don't rely entirely on the sharpness of muskets~!" Liu Hong gradually raised his voice.

Ah, what's that? Several generals of the border army immediately showed puzzled expressions.

"It's discipline and military discipline, I'll talk about these later, hurry up and calculate how much silver the court has to give to our soldiers?" Anyway, in the future, the guns were extended to the whole army, which had to be emphasized repeatedly, and Liu Hong gradually became too lazy to explain too much.

It is foreseeable that when the musket is extended to the whole Ming army and the training is effective, it will be a nightmare for the nomads who are good at cavalry.

In general, the decline of cavalry began with the development of muskets.

The cavalry has also dominated the world for more than 2,000 years, and the position of the first brother in the field should also be abandoned.

"My lord, according to a rough estimate, a total of 28,000 enemies have been annihilated this time, and 6,777 of our troops have been killed in battle, and we need to pay compensation and a reward...... Need...... Need ......" a petty official in charge of grain collection at the border gate stammered in fright by the calculated figures.

"How much do you need, why are you still stuttering?" Liu Hong was gradually tossed by the smell of meat outside, and the taste buds of his whole body bloomed.

"I need a pension of 3,388,500 taels, and I need a reward of 2,800,000 taels of silver, for a total of 6,188,500 taels!" After the grain officer finished speaking quickly, he looked at the face of the superintendent Liu Hongji.

Hiss - whether it is the general of the Beijing camp or the general of the border army, this time it was the sound of everyone's inhalation of cold air, and everyone looked at 'Inspector Liu'.

"That's a lot!" Liu Hongjian scratched his scalp as if he was a little nerve-wracked.

"Therefore, you still have to cherish the lives of your soldiers and don't burden the court!

As for these silvers, rest assured, you will shed blood for the court, and the court will not miss a tael of silver! Liu Hong said lightly.

It's only more than 6 million taels, and I heard Uncle Zhu say that there are still more than 80 million taels of treasury silver in the household department, plus Uncle Zhu's internal money, this silver is enough for the time being.

As long as the border army doesn't make a stupid move, it can still be supported if they don't send people to their heads.

The new military merit system was temporarily set up by Liu Hongjian in consultation with the cabinet in order to win the war with Jianyu.

After all, at present, the enemy is strong and I am weak, and I am reluctant to give up my roots, how to arouse the morale of the soldiers.

If there is really no money at that time, it is a big deal to find those old nobles who are full of money to 'borrow', at that time, presumably Uncle Zhu will agree for the sake of the ancestral inheritance, Liu Hong gradually thought viciously.

With the assurance of the Governor, everyone finally put their hearts in their stomachs, and it seems that the good days of the martial artists will come in the future, and many generals think.

"What Hou Ye said is that all the border army soldiers on behalf of the humble post have thanked Hou Ye for his great kindness!" As the chief soldier, Li Jie certainly knew that the Ming Border Army could have today, and the forward leaning Hou Ye in front of him was the first merit.

"Don't talk nonsense, General Li should thank the court and the saint!" Liu Hong gradually hurriedly corrected it, this is not a good start.

"Yes, yes, it's the fault of the lowly position, oh yes, Lord Hou, when Jianyu was defeated and retreated, those two huge cannons were captured by our army before they had time to take away, and at the same time there were four people who were captured, listen to them, what kind of Dutchman ......"

Li Jie also felt that what he said was a little inappropriate, and hurriedly diverted the topic.

"Oh? Bring it to Ben and take a look! ”