Since last year, the Chang army has begun to be marginalized, and Mao Jue still remembers that the ragged North Korean soldiers of the Li family were dressed like Hanako roaring in the snow on a snowy day.

To say that this army is definitely the hero of Li's Joseon, it has earned tens of millions of taels of silver grain for Wang Jing's civil and military classes, and this army is also an important tool for Li Shanhai to prepare and establish to get rid of the military clamp of the Dongjiang River. However, nothing can escape the party struggle, and the salary and equipment of the regular army have become a burden to Lee's Korea, and both the South and West people want to get rid of this army.

It is not the first time that these white-eyed wolf warriors of the Li Dynasty have played like this, the last time there was a rebellion in Renchen, many scholars of the Great Northern faction had re-beaten the soldiers who had been promoted from untouchables to good citizens in the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression because of their exploits, and drove them to their manors to work as coolies.

This time, these guys are even more lacking in morality and smoke, and they are also afraid that the direct disbandment of the permanent army will bring public resentment and chaos, they want to directly force the more than 30,000 permanent troops, and they will not even leave anyone with a way to live.

What's even more tragic is that the territory of these troops is still on Jeju Island, Mao Jue can even predict the plot, Chang Jun reversed, immediately reported to Daming, and let himself send troops to suppress it, and then the domestic people were so resentful that he Mao Jue was the executioner, and then Chang Jun's rebellion was charged with the Westerners and the Southerners and the Party splashing dirty water on each other, in short, the competition was who was thick-faced and black-hearted.

But these are all later words, just pick up the immediate ones, the biggest role of the intelligence brought back by Song Xiance is the troops on Jeju Island, and Mao Jue can't be transferred this time. There are expatriates from the Dongjiang River, military camps from the Dongjiang River, and God knows what the hungry and crazy Chang army will do without troops to guard it.

"His grandfather's!"

Let's click, the cup was dropped by Mao Jue, and it rolled down the stairs, coincidentally, it fell at the feet of the person, and it was obviously not a good-tempered master, and he immediately followed the bared teeth and scolded him.

"Little rabbit, whose grandfather are you scolding?"

What is unlucky, drinking cold water and stuffing his teeth, seeing Mao Wenlong carrying a cup and blowing his beard and staring at him, Mao Jue's old face suddenly twitched like an old chrysanthemum.

"Dad, I'm not scolding your grandfather!"

"Hey, the evil beast dares to scold your ancestors, and they turned against you?"

I really want to cry, Mao Jue scratched his head depressedly, and said that he was looking for silver and gold, dad, why are you still looking for scolding?

But the word dad is multiple fathers on the top of his head, even if the old guy cuts him with the crutch, he Mao Jue has to endure it obediently, helping the old man to sit down, he quickly diverted the topic and asked with a smile.

"By the way, Dad, how are the five newly trained regiments?"

In the end, it is a general, when it comes to business, Mao Wenlong's white beard fluttering like Gandalf's old face has become serious and serious, and he nodded and said.

"The shelf is set up, the veterans selected from your pro-corps, officers at all levels are available, and the manpower has not yet been recruited, your kid is wide enough, the regular soldiers have one or two silver and two stone grains a month, and they also take care of eating, living, and being served, and those pro-soldiers of Lao Tzu did not have this treatment! One by one, they are shouting and pleading to send them to you? ”

"After all, is it desperate to fight on the front line! Let the brethren eat something good, and take more!"

There is no time for Mao Jue to laugh with him, and the old man continues to shake his white-haired head.

"The soldiers have to wait for May to recruit again, your kid has transferred more than 10,000 people, and now it is spring ploughing, so he pointed to those homeless people to help farm, if this recruitment condition is issued, this gang of stupid mud legs, who the hell is willing to resist the hoe?"

"Daddy! The spies can come to report, Jiannu can conquer the Mongols, even Lin Dan Khan died on the green beach, these guys outside the gate are no longer invincible, today and tomorrow, in the next few years, it is likely to be against our Dongjiang and Li Korea! It's just a little land, and there is no shortage of food in the warehouse! Don't put the cart before the horse! ”

"Hey, you kid can still teach me a lesson!"

Looking at Mao Jue's bitter gourd face, the old man couldn't help but be happy, and pouted disdainfully while holding on to the handrail.

"When Lao Tzu and Tartar are desperate, your kid is still peeing on his crotch! As soon as he pouted his buttocks, he knew if he was going to shit or fart! Don't worry, even if you come to attack, these grandsons will have to be harvested in the autumn and before the spring ploughing next year, our Dongjiang River is not Guannei, just come! Fight with us, these thieves and old boys have to be prepared. ”

"Say it again! When there was no you kid, Lao Tzu led a group of old bones, and he didn't carry it down! Even if you kid get out, you and I are still the chief military officer of Pingliao, the governor of Zuodu! If Lao Tzu doesn't kick his legs, Dongjiang won't be finished!"

The old man's words were really iron-clad, Mao Jue was moved when he heard it, and knelt down on one knee suddenly, he bowed his head heavily, didn't say anything, and pulled around and was about to go downstairs, but before he could go out, Mao Wenlong was already angry and shouted behind him.

"Come back to Lao Tzu!"

"Huh? Daddy!"

"The soldiers get on the ship, and it takes a day to carry the materials, what do you put half of the garlic for Lao Tzu, what can you do when you go back to the house for a while, is this Chen Jiao so annoying to you?"

"How many times has Lao Tzu said, live a life, you can't just love what kind of love, the house is real, you look at your Aunt Shen, a day of trouble, and a fight, but she lives in Lao Tzu's back house, and can govern the subordinates well, this is it, your girls, Chen Jiao is reliable, I tell you, you are all from me, I am the one who came over......"

Is this still the invincible Mao Wenlong? It's just a virtue with the second uncle Wang who lives next door, and Mao Jue, who was three points bigger than his head when he listened, hurriedly raised his hands and surrendered sadly.

"Daddy! The big husband is hard to chase after him, right? ”

"What does it have to do with this?"

This time Mao Wenlong was not fooled, the tight spell was thought, and he wanted to pull the topic back, but Mao Jue, who listened to it, hurriedly sped up his speech again, and pulled his hair sadly.

"Before leaving this time, I said that I would bring Zijin back, but this Zijin mine has not been found yet, and the Wa Kingdom has made trouble first, so I will go back empty-handed, wouldn't I be very ashamed?"

"Daddy! After this battle, go back to Lao Tzu ......, and my son will immediately go to find Zijin Mine, when the time comes, you always want me to stay at home for as long as you want, you don't think so, so it's decided!"

didn't dare to listen to the nagging anymore, Mao Jue turned around and ran downstairs quickly, and the angry Mao Wenlong was screaming and scolding on crutches behind him. After watching this family drama in a daze, Song Datou also hurriedly accompanied a smile.

"Old man, the lower official ......, the lower official didn't see anything, the lower official retired first!"

As soon as he turned around, the goods were also hurriedly scattered, and finally, these three percent of the upstairs were left Mao Wenlong himself and two old soldiers for many years, and he threw aside the crutches he used to pretend to be forced in anger, but the old man showed a little smile on his face.

"This stinky boy ......, like Lao Tzu!"

…………

On the edge of the harbor, countless people waved their hands to the fleet to say goodbye, the veterans lit a cigarette and spit in circles against the mast, and those recruits were carrying the new guns that had just been issued on their shoulders, and they were also waving their hands to the bottom excitedly.

To take a not very appropriate analogy, this is a bit like the voyage of the Titanic in the movie, no matter how you look at it, there is no atmosphere of war, but it is such a nation, such an army is the most terrible, and war seems to have become accustomed to it for them.

On the towering stern of the Black Pearl, looking at the iron mountains that he had created by himself, the beauty of the sunset was intoxicating, and the rows of iron mountains were also ruthless.

Isn't it Zheng Zhilong? Isn't it this time to fight alone? What's the big deal? Although tens of millions of people have gone to me! Zheng Zhilong, you wait for Lao Tzu!

With a bang, the dagger plunged into the deck handrail of the stern building, pushed open the door, and Mao Jue, who had been worried for a long time, returned to the captain's room with high spirits.

"Listen to the general's instructions!"

Where Mao Jue didn't see, a large group of people he was familiar with were also in this farewell procession, and the old man was standing in the crowd with a crutch and shaking his head with a sigh.

"It's old, it's useless!"

"Why don't you take us there! This stinky old man, he must want to find a new love again, Suyi, do you say yes, hey......, Suyi, don't cry! ”

Needless to say, pistachio Yu Le'er, what are they chirping, they didn't notice in front of them, even if they were Chen Jiao in name, the little red mouth kept muttering to themselves.

"Zijin! Purple Gold!"

"Junshi is reckless, and I know my heart ......"

The night gradually became thicker, the fiery red sun also sank heavily into the sea, and I don't know if it was really lying down on the Fusang wood and falling asleep, and the sound of saying goodbye was gradually moving away, even if the huge Dongjiang fleet was hidden in this vast sea, only the lights of the stars and candles were left, leading the fleet not to collide and get lost.

This newly-built fleet on the Dongjiang River, which can be regarded as its maiden battle, the excited Xinding, who can't sleep, and the veterans who spit out circles and brag to each other, do not realize that they represent the most powerful naval force in the entire Northeast Asia, and are engaged in an unprecedented and epic contest with the strongest maritime hegemon in East Asia.

The sea will be soaked in blood!

(End of chapter)