"Master Jiang, this is a good thing!"

Seeing Mao Jue's face was wrong, Song Da's huge face was full of confusion.

The war did not happen to me, at least one million taels of military expenses was saved, and Dongjiang could spend a few more days on a safe life. In Mao Jue's words, it would be better to seize the time to develop!

Besides, everyone holds grudges. During the Battle of Dongjiang, you did not send any soldiers or soldiers in Liaodong. Even Mao Jue’s brother Wu Sangui pretended to be deaf and dumb. Now it’s your turn to be unlucky. I’m watching the fun!

One more thing is that Mao Jue has done so many traitors now, and the civil and military under Dongjiang are like a mirror. His generals and the court are no longer in the same mind. Among the nine borders, Liao Town is the strongest. If Liao Town is eaten away by the Qing army, who else can compete with Dongjiang in the Ming Empire? By then, at least one Northeast King will have no choice but to run away!

Listening to Song Xiance's disapproval, Mao Jue's face clearly showed a sense of irritability, but when he reached his mouth, he swallowed it back.

To be honest, even in the battle of Dongjiang, the Qing Dynasty's spirit of Mount Tai had disappeared from Mao Jue, but he was still very alert to this bandit group in Liaodong.

Throughout the dynasties, whether it is ethnic minorities or Central Plains dynasties, they have experienced bloody battles in detail. Like the previous Yuan Dynasty, the Khan Mengge, and the record of being killed by the Song army under Diaoyu City. No dynasty is as easy as the Qing Dynasty. After entering the pass, it almost annexed most of China in one breath. If the foreign predecessors who died on the road to conquest knew about it, they would probably have become jealous.

The Qing Dynasty was indeed qualified to enjoy good luck. Whether it was Nurhaci or Huang Taiji, they were considered to be the last generation of heroes. Take Huang Taiji as an example! It was probably because Guosong Maru spread the news that he wanted to deal with Dongjiang. Huang Taiji learned in advance that he, the leader of Dongjiang, would be trapped in Japan for a while, and that Dongjiang was not in charge. The choice he made in the face of this situation showed extremely high political wisdom.

The geopolitics of the Qing Dynasty in this era were much worse than in history. Although it conquered the vast Mongolian grasslands, the core area of ​​the Jianzhou Jurchens was still in the Liaodong Plain. Heilongjiang Town to the north, Dongjiang Town to the east, and Liaodong Town to the south, so they almost got dumplings.

Although the dumpling skin is not very reliable, when Dongjiang fought to the death, he did not see Zu Dashou and Wu Sangui of Liaodong, who had a chrysanthemum or something, but he was also attacked from three sides and was restrained everywhere.

Logically speaking, there can only exist one in Jianzhou Jurchen and Dongjiang, which has become a fact that the leaders of the two forces have determined. Taking advantage of Mao Jue’s absence, stabbing Dongjiang hard should be the best choice. Even Mao Jue himself thought so. But Huang Taiji went to Liaodong Town, which has been watching the fun since the fifth year of Chongzhen, which was really unexpected.

But if you look carefully, this choice is reasonable! First of all, whether it is to attack Heilongjiang Town or Dongjiang Town, it will cause a fierce backlash from another extreme. Moreover, Heilongjiang Town is vast and sparsely populated. Before Mao Jue returns, the Qing army may not have eaten or played. Dongjiang is a small terrain without strategic detours, but Huang Taiji has seen the three steps, one stairs, five steps, one whistle there. This place is probably harder to chew than the Heilongjiang town on the Great Plain. He really doesn't want to take a bath in the shells all over the mountains!

But if he wants to attack Liao Town, Huang Taiji is 80% sure that Dongjiang will not save him! Not only the last hatred, Dongjiang established Mao Jue, but he really lacks this courage! Moreover, compared with Dongjiang, the Guanningjin defense line is undoubtedly a soft persimmon now. He seized the Liaoxi Corridor from here and went straight to Shanhaiguan. At least the southeastern region of the Qing Dynasty will threaten again.

Moreover, Liao Town has a population of millions and more than 100,000 troops. If these are taken under his command, the Qing Dynasty will almost recover its strength before the Battle of Dongjiang. Even if Mao Jue comes back, he will use the power of the southwest to fight with his northeastern country with all his might. Who will win to death?

In this case, how could Mao Jue calmly watch Huang Taiji attack Jinzhou with great momentum?

But this end was really hard to leave. Now Toyotomi family was panicking, and Japan made the Donglin Neo-Confucianism cause smoke and wars. At this critical moment, the seven-year contribution to the expedition of Japan might have been vain! After this, Mao Jue could not leave and asked Adrena to command the army to fight. He was worried, so he could only swallow all one hundred laments and swallow them back into his stomach.

Suddenly he became gritted teeth, and Mao Jue roared in anger: "I will order the entire army to accelerate forward. I will see Jintu Mountain City tonight! All the people who dare to rebel will be killed!"

"Please send more Japanese-woven steel plate balls from Dongjiang specialties to the head of the family! Let her hook up with Lao Yuan in bed no matter what, no matter what!"

Two "murderous" orders made Song Xiance sweat coldly on his back. What's wrong with Jiang Ye? Suddenly he became angry when he was dissatisfied with desire?

I have to be careful!

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Two flowers bloomed. When Mao Jue was furious, the deadlock that had been maintained on the border of Heilongjiang Town was finally cleared out the clouds and saw the moon bright!

There was a burnt smell everywhere in the air, and there was a faint fragrance. It was the smell of roasted tender and cooked roasted lamb. In the camp, most of the yurts were burning and crackling with sparks. On the side of the anxious road, heavy footsteps crackled, trampling the ash smoke all over the ground.

The success and the defeat of the king are vividly revealed here. Yesterday, they were the owner of this village, but now they have become prisoners. One by one, Taiji, noble women and women were worn like grasshoppers by ropes, and were driven back with a sad face.

However, they deserved it. They didn't stay well in the Korqin grassland, and had to find trouble with Dongjiang in the Songnen Sanjiang Plain, and wanted to plunder the wealth of Dongjiang. In the end, they became the wealth of others.

Yuan Dabao was so straight that his chest was so straight that he drove the prisoners there excitedly. What is the most lacking in Dongjiang now? Labor! He captured three or four thousand people this night, and he could fill two or three mines in the mine. This time, he could also be proud of the Dongjiang Army, so he could not be excited.

On the other side, although Sun Chuanting's expression was calm, there was also a sense of excitement in the calmness. Compared to Yuan Dabao, he knew more. This battle was indeed beautiful. Korqin was a large part of the country, with a population of at least 80,000 to 90,000. The largest cavalry that could be used was more than 10,000 to 20,000. If he really ordered the troops to fight, he might not be able to fight with his five regiments of 4,000 people. Fortunately, the people of Korqin were too careless. On the one hand, they were divided into small tribes and nomadic tribes. On the other hand, although the Songnen Plain is not small, the forest is dense and there are so many good nomadic grasslands. It was found along the Songhua River in a few days. Having the nobles of the Korqin tribe was equivalent to having half of the Korqin tribe.

If this were on the Mongolian grassland, even Li Chengliang would have to run for ten days and half a month, and he might not have been able to seize such an opportunity.

What a lucky this time!

Just when Sun Chuanting was thinking about being out of the way, a strong man suddenly rushed out of the captive team. This guy is really worth a lot of money. He is wearing fur, his clothes are inlaid with gold edges, and his white deer and wolf pattern is embroidered with melons. Although his head is scratched into a ponytail of money, the braids are actually wrapped in beads. His luxurious outfit shows his extraordinary identity, but his backbone is much older. He suddenly knocks his head to the ground. This guy is tragically begging for mercy in his singing voice.

"The younger one is Wu Keshan, Taiji, Korchin tribe. The favorite concubine of the Qing Dynasty, Bok Dachechen Khan, and Concubine Zhuang, are both the younger sisters! No matter what price the Dongjiang River is, we will pay the ransom at the price. Please spare your life!"

Korqin, in history, was the tribe of Genghis Khan's second brother Hesar. Korqin meant to be a guard, but over the past few hundred years, the former pride of heaven has also grown into lazy rice insects. The fight last night was too cruel. One bayonet and one blood hole. Many Taiji guards were killed by a bayonet, but their wounds could not stop bleeding. They screamed and died with blood. The firelight, the brutal Dongjiang Army bayonets were put together. The screams of the grassland warriors before their death are still echoing in the mind of this Taiji master, making his calves tremble uncontrollably.

This sound also shocked Sun Chuanting, but Wu Keshan didn't notice it at all while kowtowing. There was a murderous aura in his old eyes, but he couldn't help but emerge.

It is not known that "Sun Chuanting" has died in the court. He was stolen from Dongjiang as a dead person. At this time, Sun Chuanting still has a tendency towards the court. He has heard of Dongjiang's domineering and uncontrolled over the past two years.

Looking at the animals around him, Dongjiang's strength is already evident! Korqin is a majority of Liaodong. He personally captured Chief Taiji of Korqin, and he was actually the brother of Huang Taiji's favorite concubine. If Dongjiang uses this to gather Korqin and even establish a relationship with Jiannu, wouldn't he become more and more serious in the future?

After becoming ruthless in his heart, Sun Chuanting waved his hand with a gloomy face.

"Dog Tartars, I want to cheat me! You are betrayal and capricious. If you let you go, you will become a trouble for the Ming Dynasty in a blink of an eye! How can you forgive me? The person who comes, drag these dozen slave chiefs down! Cut them for silver!"

No one knows the goods is Yuan Dabao. He is a first-class militia leader. How could he know how valuable these guys are? He probably has more than 3,000 taels of money in one head. When he heard that he had exchanged the money, he was so happy that he waved his slap.

"Didn't you hear what Jun Su said? All these slutty grass sticks were dragged down and chopped down! Go back to Dongjiang to exchange for silver!"

"God of Heavenly Kingdom General!"

Wu Keshan almost cried, and the other nobles of the Korqin tribe were like a ritual. Hong Guoer almost ate their brother, and kowtowed and begged for mercy like pounding garlic. Unfortunately, the Liao salary, which forced everyone to have no way to survive, was added to them. The Henan refugees who were so angry that they had no teeth were merciful. The big blade shone on the back of their necks and then rose high.

But as more than a dozen most valuable heads were about to land like this, a loud roar came suddenly.

"Stay someone under the knife!"

"Who is the fuck..., Little Yuan Shuai!"

This person was still thinking about changing the money! The execution was interrupted by a loud shout. Yuan Dabao scolded him in anger, but the second half of the swear words was swallowed back by him. It was not someone else. The leader of the 200,000 refugees in Xiao Yuanying, and the current general of Hegang Town, was still his seventh uncle Yuan Shizhong.

No one expected that he would come at this critical moment.

And not only him, in the distance, the sound of roaring footsteps spread over the sky. The dense flags were almost comparable to this plain forest. Less than half an hour after Sun Chuanting took the base camp of the Korqin tribe, the main army of the Heilongjiang border town of Dongjiang actually went south and reached the edge of Sun Chuanting's advance force.

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"The last general will pay homage to Lord Fan, dear generals!"

It was really unexpected. Looking at Wu Keshan, a Mongolian palace who had been turning back and forth in front of the Ghost Gate, Sun Chuanting couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He had known that he had chopped them up last night, but unfortunately, the time had passed, and it was too late to start. With regret, he had to bow down deeply.

Fan Wenju's face was obviously a bit unfair, but when he saw Sun Chuanting and Yuan Dabao saluting, the top leader of Dongjiang civil officials still forced a smile and nodded with a smile.

"Director Sun is really worthy of being a general! After a great victory, he captured the enemy general among the troops! I admire him and waited for the return of the supervisor. I will definitely ask Director Sun for his contribution in front of the supervisor!"

"Thank you!"

He was once the governor of Shaanxi and asked for merit in front of Mao Jue. Sun Chuanting really looked down on him, but he still had to deal with it in front of him. He looked grateful and Sun Chuanting clasped his fists.

It was so quicker to turn the tables than to read the book. His smile disappeared instantly. Fan Wenju was like a glaring King Kong, and he roared at Wu Keshan, who was kneeling with his kneeling, and others.

"You are the barbarians of Korqin! You were granted the title of my Ming Dynasty, but you defected to Jiannu, sold yourself as slaves, and became accomplices of the tiger. You dare to come to harass my Dongjiang River. It is absolutely unforgivable. I will give you ten days to gather all your tribes to this official in this mudstone and accept the handling of the Dongjiang River! Otherwise, I will destroy your Korqin, cut off all of you, and cast two more white bones Jingguan on the bank of the Songhua River!"

This is Dongjiang's confidence! Dongjiang doesn't care about repaying grievances with kindness. He dares to beat me up and not to shave off your body. He can write this model in the opposite way. He just turned around in the gate of hell, but how could the few Korqin leaders dare to say that they were not bad? He immediately hit the ground with a crackling sound.

"Slave obeys! Slave obeys!"

I really don’t want to see that Dongjiang Pingbai added tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry. On the side, Sun Chuanting thought for a while and persuaded him quickly.

"The Jiannu has always had the habit of fighting against the Mongols in front of the war. Our army has been patrolling Songhua River for more than five days. In order to capture the main force of the East, Lord Fan, we will use our great fanfare to gather the Korqin tribe and set up a large army and dangerous situations. Isn't it good to have a big fanfare? Most of this place is plains. If the Eight Banners Cavalry comes up, our army's infantry will be unbearable!"

"The bullshit Eight Banners main force!"

Before Fan Wenju could answer, Wen Meng was already sore and hugging his arms: "These Mongolian Tartars are completely suspicious of military tactics. Now the main force of the Qing people is approaching Jinzhou City!"

"The Tartars attacked Jinzhou!"
Chapter completed!