As the old saying goes, knowing the son is better than the father! There is also a saying that loves soldiers like children! Although the soldiers are all bloody men who go into battle to fight, the hearts of the people in this era are still very simple, so Mr. Zhou can be regarded as knowing the two jujubes under his command.

It's really a little uneasy, anyway, it's not far away, after returning to the camp for dinner, with a dozen cavalry, he went out of the gate again, and slipped towards the small gate in the northeast direction.

However, before he arrived at the gate, General Zhou's brows were locked, not that people went to the empty building, but that the garrison was neat, the brazier was lit on the gate, and the sergeants patrolled back and forth with torches.

The problem is that Rosetton is notoriously arrogant, and he can keep two patrolmen because he is drunk and drunk now, and he can be so diligent in guarding.

"Hey, little one to meet the general master, it's so late, why did the general master come to our small place?"

The guard officer Xiaoqi, that is, Liu Youdan, the scout team who discovered the caravan in advance, climbed down the gate and climbed down the city, and greeted him from a distance, seeing him, Zhou Zongbing was even more buzzing in his heart, and the sallow but majestic old face suddenly became stiff.

"Where's the bare-foot?"

"Let's take the master? Drink! I'm drunk in the stockade right now! You can't see the general master, don't be surprised! ”

If other generals and general soldiers were cut down so early, but Luo Saitong is different, he is a comrade-in-arms of Zhou Zongbing, on the battlefield of Liaodong, it is said that the two once fought side by side, and crawled back from the pile of dead, it is a fateful friendship, this Liu Youdan is also a little presumptuous.

But it's still the same sentence, knowing the son is more than the father! Suddenly startled, General Zhou was pulling the reins of the horse and turned around and left, watching the cavalry team rushing towards the main city, Liu Youdan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his head, and he ran and shouted behind him.

"Mr. General! Let's stay in the gate honestly! Mr. General, don't go! ”

Ignoring him at all, while letting his horse gallop wildly, the general soldier was still impatiently roaring at the captain of the guard beside him.

"Zhou Tong, gather the cavalry team immediately, be quick!"

The two pro-soldier knights quickly whipped up, and after a while, the entire Ningwu Pass suddenly became brightly lit.

…………

At the other end, twenty miles outside Ningwu Pass.

Relying on the hard background, the caravan did not stop at Ningwu Pass at all, and the greedy journey went a little longer, and before sunset, it set up camp in the Pingqiu section of Hengshan Mountain.

Not to mention, it's really rich enough, a caravan of more than 300 people, more than 30 tents, all living in it, this treatment is not even in the Beijing camp, looking at the distant hillside, looking at the heavy blanket on the back of the camel resting on the ground, Rossetong's saliva is about to flow down, lying there, still crying in a low voice.

"Cover your face for a while, run away when you grab something, kill anyone who dares to stop you, smoke and drink or starve tonight!"

"Zhao Liuzi, you kid will turn from the left in a while, set the fire first, Li diapers, a few of you follow Lao Tzu from the left, Zhao Liuzi, did you fucking hear it!"

Naturally, it is impossible to do bad things by himself, Luo Saitong almost fooled more than half of the old brothers from the Zhou Zongbing pro-corps, Zhao Liuzi was one of the best in the pro-corps at night, but now he seems to be Alzheimer's, and a pair of eyes turned his head to look at him stupidly.

"Zhao Liuzi, you're fucking deaf!"

"Don't fucking make noise!"

In Luo Jiang's impatient voice, he suddenly came back to his senses, took off the bow behind his back suddenly, drew an arrow, and stretched out his hand to gesture towards the dense bushes behind him, but in the stunned eyes of a group of Ning Wubing, the bushes were also separated, and dozens of Hessen firearms pointed at their heads.

"I advise you to lower your bow!"

I really didn't expect that the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches were behind, and people were outflanked, especially the leader who still made him Rossetton grit his teeth and look at the big shopkeeper of the caravan with low people, his eyes were red, and Roseton was grinning and roaring.

"Why don't you just light a burning stick? Lao Tzu took it and them!"

Bang ~ Bang Bang ~

Turning over violently and carrying a knife, Roseton wanted to fight hard, but then the gunshots rang out violently.

A puff of green smoke was rising, and large drops of sweat beads flowed down from Rousethorn's head, and the Ning soldiers who followed him were all like being petrified by Medusa, frozen there, and the big shopkeeper in the lead fired six shots in a row like the old woman with two guns, and the hats and helmets of the six of them in front were all knocked off, it was a hell, these people's firearms could be fired in a row!

And in arrogance, these caravan bodyguards slowly took out short knives from their waists and hung them on the heads of muskets, and the muskets directly turned into short spears, facing themselves and others gloomily.

Whether he had mixed in the Liaodong Army, or did he not accept Zhao Liuzi at night, he was the first to shout.

"Six rings!! You are Dongjiang soldiers!"

"The answer is correct, should Lao Tzu kill you?"

With an evil smile on his face, the jade-headed shopkeeper narrowed one eye gloomily, and for a moment, those Ning Wubing all felt a layer of cool air on their backs.

…………

Although it is considered to be a rule-abiding person, but this week's general soldier is by no means a pedantic person, since Rosetton has made trouble, he can't run away from trouble, so he can only grit his teeth and resist to the end, and the pro-corps is galloping in a hurry, while running, he is still shouting murderously.

"It's the Eastern Kidnapper who has passed the test this time! Just kill for a while! Don't let anyone go!"

"Mark and obey!"

Hundreds of pro-soldier riders also replied murderously, one after another, and while speaking, twenty miles had arrived in a blink of an eye, seeing the fire of the tent in the distance, and in the sound of the noise, a saber of cold light was copied in his hand.

Who knows this kung fu, a few familiar figures and thieves staggered out of the tent, and Zhou Zongbing, who had just raised his knife and wanted to rush, saw this scene and almost fell off his horse, he was angry and shouted loudly.

"Stop!"

Luo Chaotong was almost scared out of the urine, watching the pro-soldier team stop, thirty or so like kowtow insects, crackling and kneeling on the ground, sad and couldn't help but compare their heads with the earth.

"Spare the master's life, don't dare in the future!"

"You kid!"

was really angry, turned over and dismounted, kicked Luo Guang and staggered, and immediately looked at the brightly lit caravan camp with fear, he lowered his voice again, and asked hurriedly.

"What about those people from the Jin Palace?"

"People from the Jin Palace?"

Turning around in a daze, he sat up from the ground, and then Rosetton grinned.

"All gone!"

"It's all gone!!"

A mouthful of old blood almost didn't spurt out, and Mr. Zhou really wanted to slash this troublesome bastard with a knife.

"Master General, these people are not from the Jin Palace, they, also, ask the little one to bring you a letter!"

…………

The letter paper was opened, and the crooked and ugly font inside was simply written: "Liaodong Governor Mao Jue, greetings to Lord Zhou Yuji, the chief soldier of Ningwu!"

"My lord, it's not any cargo, it's all firearms! These boxes contain bird guns, but they're different from what we use, so they're fucking exciting!"

The shouting made Zhou Yuji stunned and diverted his attention from the letterhead, at that end, his own soldiers had unceremoniously pried open the caravan's boxes, under the light of the fire, the guns buried in the straw exuded a good smell of oil, Zhao Liuzi was excited to pick up one, and put on the bayonet, and kept gesturing at the air.

"That's a good thing! If you are far away, you can shoot his mother, and if you are close, you can insert a knife and stab your mother! We are no longer afraid of thieves killing us! What do these Dongjiang deflated calves think, why didn't they think of it after so many years in the military department? ”

"Mr. General! There's also a cannon here, tsk, this cannon is light enough, one horse pulls two!"

In the rummaging process, these boxes found a total of 1,000 guns with bayonets, 10 three-pounder cannons, and 100,000 bullets attached, but what made these Ning Wubing even more excited was that there were more than 20 boxes of cans and 10 boxes of cigarettes.

Looking at everything in front of him, Zhou Yuji fell into the only incredulous, nervous, and tangled he had ever had.

Although they are all big soldiers, he also mixed with the general army, but at this time, the gap between him and Mao Jue is really a bit big, the tide is rising, Mao Jue is mixed with the superintendent, and his seven corps commanders immediately all hung up the title of general soldier, and they are still the strongest Dongjiang Army.

And he Zhou Yuji, since the chaos in the Central Plains, the total soldiers have immediately become worthless, from the original fifty or so total soldiers to thousands of soldiers, especially Yang Sichang's new law encourages local regimental training, and the total soldiers of regimental training are countless, and it is really inconspicuous to him a general soldier of Ningwuguan.

What made Mao Jue, a big man, actually pay attention to himself!

Moreover, it is already an open secret that Dongjiang is warlordized and gradually separated from the imperial court, Mao Jue actually showed favor to himself in this way, what did he want to do? How should I deal with myself?

"Master General, shall we take these?"

is not as heartless as Rosetton, Zhou Tong, the leader of the pro-soldiers who has been staying by Zhou Yuji's side, asked cautiously.

Paying attention to the box in front of him again, and after a moment of silence, Zhou Yuji nodded fiercely.

"Carry them all back!!"

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The greatest advantage of the time-traveler is the foresight of history, which is almost like playing a game for the second time.

Under the impetus of the old goblin Zhou Yanru, whether the advantages outweigh the disadvantages or the disadvantages outweigh the advantages, Dongjiang has to take care of himself and completely go to the opposite side of the imperial court, so Mao Jue has to lay out in advance, and Ning Wuguan is an extremely important chess piece in the overall situation of his world.

Because there is really no way, this smoky fuse has already hissed to Shaanxi.

Shaanxi in July is scorching, the scorching sun is scorching the earth, but on the hillside, the ridges are also a hot scene, the sorghum of one person is already fully cooked, the red bow his head, the same modest and golden ears of wheat, but the most, or the same golden corn cob.

This is the second year of Yuan Chonghuan's arrival in Shaanxi, and it is also the first autumn harvest he presided over, although the weather is still drought, but in his hands, the tuntian in the Weihe area has not only not reduced the yield, but is a bumper harvest.

Disasters are terrible, but when manpower is condensed to a certain extent, natural disasters are not invincible!

The unobstructed aqueduct leads out of the Wei River, the tall waterwheel spins, draws the water from the reservoir, and irrigates the Qinchuan River for 800 miles, with the large-scale intervention and guidance of the government, after the water conservancy facilities are repaired, more than sixty percent of the abandoned fields have been restored by Yuan Chonghuan, and only in the Tongguan area, more than 100,000 acres of land have been reclaimed.

Moreover, after more than ten years of fierce peasant wars, Shaanxi is also one of the provinces with the largest missing population, although the mass death of the population has brought disaster, but also left a valuable living space for the survivors, just like in the early years of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, everyone has a field to cultivate, as long as there is work, enough to survive, the Chinese peasants have become the most docile, the most industrious and simple group of people.

Social order has also been restored!

In particular, Yuan Chonghuan learned from the Dongjiang River, and did not forget the business while resuming the reclamation, and the trade route from Shaanxi to Bashu was re-opened in his hands, and the business travelers who came and went even grabbed the share of some grassland trade in the Dongjiang River.

However, all this is based on Yuan Chonghuan's blow to the sharpest person on the pyramid of power in Shaanxi, other magistrates are afraid of the vassal king, but he is the most tiger, not to mention the Huama Pond of the Qin Palace, and he also instructed his troops to continue to encroach on the name of the Qin Palace, and compete for the commercial market of the Qin Palace, in a year, the Wang Tian has shrunk by half, and the Qin Wangfu shop in Xi'an City has also closed down by more than two-thirds, as for those Zhishi officials, The business privileges at hand of the most powerful local wealthy families are also robbed, Yuan Chonghuan is simply hated by them to the root of his teeth, and the impeachment of Yuan Chonghuan flies to the capital like snowflakes, what bullying and bullying people, robbing people's daughters, plotting misdeeds, deliberately accumulating wealth, intending to rebel, and the big hat is desperately covered.

These charges plus one piece are enough to kill Yuan Chonghuan's nine clans, and fortunately, except for Yuan Chonghuan, Chongzhen is really unavailable, otherwise, he may have been taken down long ago.

But this kind of maintenance also has a price, although it is already the third day of receiving the decree, looking at the golden holy decree in front of him, Yuan Chonghuan still feels dizzy.

"Wait to enlist!"

"Get out of the customs and kill the thieves!"

"Standing still, plotting against the enemy?"

The heart-wrenching words were dazzling on this holy decree, and Yuan Chonghuan, who saw it, couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

The Emperor's patience is exhausted!

"Overseer!"

Just when Yuan Chonghuan was stunned, outside the tent, a hurried shout suddenly sounded, and under the military order that Yuan Chonghuan did not need to report on military affairs, a young officer suddenly broke in.

"The harvest in Tongguan is almost underway, and the military grain officer has just reported that there is a bumper harvest! There are 106,700 stone of military rations in the warehouse!"

"Yes."

Putting down the holy decree, Yuan Chonghuan nodded helplessly with a gloomy face.

(End of chapter)