"Trash, what a time for you!" Liu Hong gradually patted Malaki on the shoulder, he hadn't seen Malaki gain a lot of weight for more than two months, which surprised him.

"Your Excellency, the full name of the little one is Johann von Malachi!" Foreigners care about their names, and Malaki is no exception.

Although he owes a lot of debt, he has a Feng character in his name, and he is more or less a small nobleman in Europe.

"Oh, John von Malaki, isn't that still rubbish? What's going on over there at Wenlong Island (Phi Island)? "Liu Hong is gradually too lazy to talk to this 'calf' foreigner.

"Report to the Duke, General Feng was very excited to learn of the Ming Dynasty's Northern Expedition, and specially ordered the small one to bring three ships of grain, and asked the small one to inform the Lord that General Feng will land on Iron Mountain on May 30, and then march to Zhenjiang Fort!"

Malaki was very happy, although the previous food was gone, Feng Dunhou was not bad for him, and most of the things he had stolen from Jianyu were handed over to him to dispose of.

When you do the math, it is much more cost-effective to sell the stolen goods than to sell the grain, and although the ships are always guarded by fierce soldiers, these soldiers are much cuter than the vampires of the East India Company.

"Oh? Lao Feng still has surplus food to help the border army? Where did it come from? This surprised Liu Hong, who originally thought that there was nothing on the Phi Island and that he wanted to feed so many soldiers, but now he can feed back.

"Your Excellency, those grains were transported by the lord of Korea, and the Korean envoys secretly came to Wenlong Island that day, and when they saw General Feng, they worshipped, and they hoped that General Feng Daming could save them from fire and water."

Malaki was very envious of the prestige of the Ming Dynasty, as far as he learned that the territory of North Korea was larger than his motherland, but such a big country actually listened to the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty was simply amazing!

"Well, it's quite sensible, but it's troublesome, and it's not easy to start in the future......" Liu Hong gradually stroked the broken thoughts of the newborn stubble.

Phi Island is really a good place, with Lao Feng contained, it should be a headache if you want to come to Jianyu!

"Lao Wang! Hurry up and send troops to unload the food! Pick out fifteen hundred good men from the border army, the kind that dares to play with their lives, and each person will receive five grenades! Liu Hong gradually turned to Wang Yuan, who was waiting, and said domineeringly.

Wang Yuanba probably knew what Liu Hong was going to do, and he was gearing up to go to the camp.

"Boss, the Thousand Households selected the previous five hundred good marksmanship, checked all the guns and ammunition, and prepared for battle!"

"Order!"

"Two stunned!"

"Here!" Kong Ermao was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

"Can our Italian artillery cross this Liao River?" Liu Hongjian suddenly thought of the fifteen cannons.

"Report to my lord, after the final general's visual inspection, the width of the Liao River in this twisted waist fort section is about 1,100 steps, and our cannon can hit it, but ......" Speaking of this, Kong Ermao was a little weak-hearted.

"But what?" Liu Hong gradually knew that it was not so simple.

"But whether you can hit it or not depends on luck!" Kong Ermao raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Hongjian and said.

"It's okay, just adjust the angle while fighting, don't hurt your own people, and also, pull out three cannons, place them on the three Galen, and find some competent gunners!"

As an armed merchant ship for ocean voyages, the Galen ship could still be equipped with these light cannons.

But the barrel of the cannon is too long, like the long barrel of the tank of later generations, and only one can be placed in the bow.

I think this is enough for the Tartars to eat a pot, but the ship is bumpy, and I don't know what these gunners are capable of.

"It's my lord, I'll arrange this at the end!"

"Trab, follow this official well, and when you destroy the Jianyu, this official will give you a big business!" After all, it was to run back and forth for Daming at sea, and to solve Daming's current dilemma in the Liaohe River, Liu Hongjian was still very happy.

"My lord, what about us?" Before Malaki could show his loyalty, Lin He, the general of the Shenji Battalion, jumped out first.

In the field battle with Jianyu, the musketeers of the Shenji Battalion have always been invincible, but now the landing battle has border troops, thousands of households, and even artillery, but only the Shenji Battalion is missing.

"Can you guarantee that your soldiers will be able to shoot in a row of guns on a warship?" Liu Hongjian blocked Lin He's mouth with just one sentence.

There are AKMs and rifled guns in the Sennohe Office, and although the rate of fire of rifled guns is undoubtedly the same as that of smoothbore guns, at least they can ensure accuracy and the range is much farther.

Two hours later, three thousand warriors had eaten and drunk, and each ship had a square of a thousand men standing beside each ship, and the three Galen ships were ready to go.

"Ming soldiers! Now that we are going to seize the tidal flats to buy time for the large army, there are tens of thousands of Tartars on the opposite side, and the officer asks you, are you afraid? Liu Hong gradually stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the generals.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Kill the Tartars! Loyal to the country! ”

"Kill the Tartars! Loyal to the country! ”

There has never been a shortage of people who dare to fight in the border army, Wang Yuanba only came back with a sentence, and the participants were rewarded with one hundred taels of silver each, and they successfully won the tidal flat and added one hundred taels, and then they were drowned by the border soldiers.

Now the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is standing on the side, looking at them, and a sense of honor fills the hearts of every soldier, making them forget for a short time whether they are fighting for silver or fighting for the Ming Dynasty.

But in any case, this is not a conflict, honor and reward silver have always been inseparable, winning the battle is honor, winning the battle will have a reward of silver.

Although there were a lot of Tartars on the other side of the river, oh no, a lot of them, many of the soldiers felt the grenades wrapped around their waists, and they were all fearless.

This thing is good, the Ming army, whether it is cavalry or infantry, likes this thing called a grenade.

Pull and throw a piece to death, what the hell, is there anything more cool than this?

"Soldiers, I will be your eternal backing, if you conquer the tidal flats, I will celebrate your achievements, if you fail, I will do it myself!

I wish you all good luck! ”

The hot wind was fierce, raising Chongzhen's long hair, and his voice echoed among the three thousand Ming warriors.

"Long live Your Majesty, Long live the Ming Dynasty!" Liu Hong gradually took the lead in shouting,

"Long live Your Majesty, Long live the Ming Dynasty!" The soldiers of the border army and the thousands of households in the mountains shouted in unison.

The lord is worried about the humiliation of the ministers, the lord humiliates the ministers to death, His Majesty the Emperor has said so, even if he dies in the battle, it is worth it.

What's more, even if they are dead, can Your Majesty treat their children and grandchildren badly?

"Youming, you have to be careful, if you can't do anything, go back quickly, and hope to take care of your life." Chongzhen whispered to Liu Hong beside him.

Now not only has the Guanningjin defense line been recovered, but also several cities have been won one after another, which has been an unparalleled achievement of the Ming Dynasty for decades.

According to Chongzhen's thoughts, he was already very satisfied with the current situation, thinking about digesting it first and fighting later.

But Liu Hong gradually wanted to make a move, as the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he naturally wouldn't pull back, but he was still worried about the tens of thousands of Tartars on the other side of the river with 3,000 people.

After all, the sword has no eyes, and the Ming Dynasty has 10,000 people, and the soldiers can be re-recruited and retrained if they are gone.

But if Liu Youming in front of him is gone, who will help him?

Even if the entire Guanwai is lost again, Chongzhen doesn't want Liu Hong to have an accident, and the city can be recaptured if it is lost, and the people are gone...... All dreams were shattered again.

"The minister still wants to have a few more children to enjoy the blessings, the emperor is waiting for the good news of the minister!" Liu Hong gradually knew that Chongzhen was worried, but this was not the time to speak bleakly.

Morale can be boosted but not discharged!

"Board the ship! Get ready for battle! ”

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