As the sun sets, a fortune boat sways to the open sea, and wisps of green smoke can be faintly seen wafting on the stern.

With the local product "China" of Dongjiang Town in his mouth, and a large bag of golden silk fungus under his arm, the two Qincha adults who had a good time couldn't help but wave to the hospitable Mao father and son, but Mao Jue didn't want to see them anymore, Emperor Chongzhen rewarded him with a thousand taels of silver, according to the custom, it was only four hundred taels in Mao Jue's hands, and it took more than a thousand taels to greet them in the past two days.

However, if the two of them are Jingshi to brush up on the circle of friends and help Mao Jue sell "Soft China", Mao Jue can still consider it if he comes again.

Of course, Mao Jue is not only here today, holding his arms, Mao Wenlong is also looking into the distance deeply.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

If he goes with the flow, Mao Jue can accept this 10,000 taels of silver, even if it is better for the army under his command, Mao Jue can also send these rewards and buried silver by himself, but Mao Jue chose the most fierce road, in front of the tens of thousands of Tieshan military towns, he tore apart the ugly and rotten face of the imperial court.

He did this, someone did it thousands of years ago, that is, the Tian family of the Spring and Autumn Qi State, relying on the famine years to lend money, Xiaodou took it back from the people, so that the people took advantage of it and gained the hearts of the people, and then the ending is familiar, Tian relied on this popular will to eliminate the country, Gao, Yan and other wealthy families of the Qi country, and set aside Jiang Ziya's descendant Jiang surnamed Guojun, and finally completely replaced the Jiang family with his own Tian family and became the lord of the Qi country.

Mao Jue did this, no wonder even Mao Wenlong, his father with this body, became suspicious.

"Father, I don't want to do anything, I just want to live!"

has always performed the image of a filial son, but today Mao Jue didn't have the heart to continue to disguise, still staring at the distant ship without looking back, muttering this sentence.

Or this time the battle of Dalinghe City gave him the feeling, obviously he was right, as long as the water is tun, let the flooded Dalinghe Qiuxin soldiers, in one fell swoop, I don't know whether the war situation in Liaodong will be rewritten, at least the outcome of the battle of Dalinghe will be rewritten, however, Zhang Chun, who represents the will of the imperial court, did not allow it, and tens of thousands of troops, including Mao Jue's department, were dragged into the abyss of death by him.

Mao Jue doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, once the court issues such a death order again, he will definitely resist, but the Mao family rules Dongjiang Town, although it can be regarded as half a warlord, but his ruling foundation still comes from the Chongzhen Emperor and the appointment of the imperial court.

This is another special term in all dynasties, not subordinate!

But at least at this time, Mao Jue really just wants to live.

This answer did not satisfy Mao Wenlong, the wrinkles on his old face were condensed again, and after a while, the old guy actually took out a cigarette from his pocket, reached out and lit it, took a heavy puff, and took a long time before he spit out the smoke.

"Lao Tzu is old, you can do it!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Mao Wenlong led the horse to Phi Dao City and walked slowly, followed by hundreds of nearby soldiers and horses who also withdrew their flags and retreated backwards, but this time Mao Jue still didn't send it, he still looked at the sea with a distraction.

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The weather gradually cooled down, but this winter, Tieyi Town, which is subordinate to Dongjiang Town, has a little warmer than last year, after the main crops are replaced with corn and potatoes, you can also plant a season after harvesting in June and July, although the color of the winter harvest is not good, but before the snow falls Tieyi people still harvest one more season, two harvests a year, the northeast town has been more than 2,000 years, this is the first time.

After the grain of the previous year was handed over to the army, they could not eat the autumn harvest of the next year, and they had to starve for a month or two.

This winter, Mao Jue's second conscription also began, after all, this time he almost hit Huang Taiji, he Mao Jue showed his face in front of the entire Eight Banners, and the Yizhou mutual market with Houjin also stopped at the end of October after the end of the war, it was the city that Houjin withdrew, God knows next spring, Houjin will not attack in retaliation.

However, the main source of this conscription is not the two states of Tieyi, even if it is an elite soldier policy, the middle-aged men and school-age young people here are mainly in the army, and if they continue to be recruited, they will be called exhausted and fishing, and there will be no one to farm, no one to build weapons, mining, and winemaking, even if Mao Jue has 20,000 personal soldiers, what can he do?

Fortunately, there is a backup source of troops behind him, Dongjiang!

There are more than 100,000 Liaodong refugees who have fled overseas on Phi Island, and as the main agricultural base of the Dongjiang River, Yuncong Island, but it is too narrow, the population has increased in recent years, and many of the cultivated fields with household registration cannot fill the stomach of the whole family, and the number of regular soldiers on Phi Island is still limited, which has a large number of idle people.

I have long heard that he was the master of the army in Tieyi, and Mao Wenlong also turned a blind eye to Mao Jue's crossing of the line, so in the cold winter, a boatload of stupid young people who had just entered the society took a sea boat and arrived at Tieshan on the other side of the sea, and started their three-month hellish life as a recruit.

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The busy and bloody Chongzhen four years have passed like this.

The cold wind is bitter, even in February, the snow on the branches of the trees in the mountains still has not melted, and every household is still afraid to go out without wearing big leather jackets, but in the military camp of Jialao Mountain, it is already a different scene.

"One minute on the battlefield, ten years of hard work! The sword soldier has no eyes, the arrow is ruthless, if you want to live, you will train Lao Tzu to die! Everything Lao Tzu does today is for your good! Pounce!"

When I first met, the fat man was slippery enough, like a businessman more than a general, but now, this fat man is also very rude, revealing a chest and stomach that is red from the cold, but already has a very lumpy chest and belly, facing the cold wind, he is shouting loudly.

In the snow, a full group of eight hundred men were also shirtless, and the thin chicken-like body that was originally from Yun Congdao was also bulging at this time, and with the orders of the huge sea and other officers at all levels, a group of two really seemed to be desperate, the former one fell the snow with the opposite shoulder, the whistle exchanged, and the other also smashed on the snow with this turn.

The snow foam was smashed, and in the weather where the water was dripping into ice, the school field was hot.

But here Mao Jue doesn't do anything to share weal and woe with the soldiers, where is Zhuge Liang's biggest failure? Do it yourself! Even when he was the prime minister of Shu, he personally asked about the small things where the soldiers were beaten with dozens of military sticks, and the consequence was that he really didn't cultivate any talents, and when Zhuge Liang and Liu Bei all passed away, Shu withered in an instant, becoming the first country to perish in the Three Kingdoms.

It is indeed a good habit to bow down to boost morale, even if Nurhachi is the first to take the lead when he starts the army, and he is the first to be on the front line, but this is only suitable for the entrepreneurial period, and there are only a few thousand people under his hands, one or two thousand troops. Management is a very cumbersome and difficult matter, if there is no one under the hand to help, a person has to be tired, suspicious such as Zhu Yuanzhang, a trace of power is not willing to relax, and even revoke the prime minister, one person has an overview of the country's power, but later set up a cabinet, and overlooking the entire feudal society, the Ming Dynasty cabinet is still a political organization with relatively large power, so what Mao Jue needs now is the ability to cultivate middle-level and low-level officers.

If every sentry commander and formation commander knew what they should do on the battlefield, such an army would be invincible!

Of course, it was too cold for a reason, so the military will training advocated by Mao Jue downstairs was so cold that the average soldier shivered and was as cold as a dog, and he himself comfortably held the caramel made from the new corn this year, leaning on the hot kang, and watching the excitement through the glass window on the second floor.

"General! Ah sneeze~"

came in with a thick stack of copywriting, and before she could speak, Su Changmei sneezed first, the kind of snot and tears that came out together, Mao Jue, who listened to it, turned around with disdain, stretched out her hand and threw a box of cigarettes over.

"Look at your little bit of talent, you are fat like this, no one is half anti-freezing! Take it, don't embarrass Lao Tzu! ”

"Oh, Xie Jiangye will see the reward!"

Mao Jue also has special cigarettes here, obviously he doesn't smoke it himself, but what he wants is the best in the whole Iron Mountain, the tobacco is the finest tobacco leaves, and the tobacco is mixed with money that has been trafficked from the south of the Yangtze River, high-quality spices, his cigarettes are the best in the whole Iron Mountain, so a large group of iron rebels who have cultivated smokers will dig out their minds to get a few boxes from his general's hands.

This Su fat man immediately became an old chrysanthemum, and the thing was placed on Mao Jue's kang, and he couldn't wait to click on one and smoke it first, spit out a mouthful of eye circles, and then enjoyed a fist.

"General, the first batch of pro-soldiers and new troops in the ancient military camp have been trained, Shen Rong's kid please take time to preside over the camp ceremony, my friend Echuan's fortress has been built, Luo Zhige, please take time to sacrifice to the city!"

Looking at the roster submitted by Su Changmei, Mao Jue couldn't help but squint his eyes.

The battle of Dalinghe made him see how small he was, anyway, there was still a lot of gold in his pocket, and there was enough food, this time Mao Jue recruited some more soldiers and horses, and more than 3,000 soldiers were brought in from Yuncong Island and Phi Island one after another.

Eight hundred people for a regiment, six musket sentry, two sword and shield pistol sentry, a cavalry sentry and a cannon sentry, such a formation of four regiments, and this war also made Mao Jue face up to the original Ming army that he disdained before, Zhao Chengtian Tao He Bun several were also included in the field by him, from him to allocate military salaries, his own army to send out military rations, Tieshan three towns to produce a regiment, the West Camp Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming one person to get a regiment plus the original veterans retracted a regiment, a expansion of the army, Mao Jue's available strength reached eight regiments, 6,400 people.

And Yuan Chonghuan's sworn enemy's policy was vividly implemented by Mao Jue, this winter, four small military forts were set up near the territory bordering Houjin on the Yalu River, if you look down from above, Mao Jue's military town is like a broken plank, full of nails.

These things can be regarded as adding a little sense of security to Mao Jue, and he flipped through them from the beginning to the end, and threw the two books aside, Mao Jue waved his hand angrily.

"Talk to Secretary Nana and let her arrange a time!"

It's a pity that the kitten's secretary Adrena, who shrank in the anti-horn like that, snorted very facelessly, which made Mao Jue, the leader, a little embarrassed.

Sent Su Changmei away, and stuffed a piece of corn caramel into his mouth, Mao Jue started a new round of his troubles, and now the army has it, but there are too few scholars in Tieyi and Tieyi, and there are more and more mistakes as the administrative units of Tuntianzhuang enter the formalization.

Because of this, Mao Jue would not have pushed such an important position of Xiongjin Shipyard to Yin Shu, a Goryeo scholar who had a plain life, as soon as he grabbed it.

However, the matter of talents is not in a hurry, thinking that Mao Jue is a pitiful appearance with weak energy, he hugged Adriana on the side of the kang with a bitter face.

"My Miss Adriana, the day after tomorrow, don't forget to go to the officer cram school!"

"Hmph, other women's women are all out of the door, raised at home, to be a woman for you, and to be a coolie for you, do this and that, you are still an iron handsome!"

"Who made our Nana so talented! In our Lao Mao's family, women also hold up half the sky!"

In Mao Jue's exaggerated expression, this girl pouted her head angrily, but the corners of her mouth still hooked up a smile, she really wanted to thank Qian Zeng for giving her to Mao Jue, this enigmatic man has an openness and open-mindedness that Oriental people have never had!

Seeing that it seemed to be in a good mood to amuse her own girl, Mao Jue opened her mouth and wanted to say a few more words, but at this moment, the office door was knocked again.

This time it is not Wen Meng, the mourning star, but the matter is still related to him, and Xiongjin Shipyard sent it.

After taking the military report from the hands of his own soldiers, he glanced at it twice, and Mao Jue's eyebrows were raised, and he was angry.

"Little devil! How dare the fuck come? ”

(End of chapter)