In the northern part of the Korean Peninsula, in the faraway place, Mao Jue maintained a paradise where everyone could have enough food and clothing. At the same time, Northern Zhili, which was in the prosperous and intimate heart of the Ming Empire, had already been killed into a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Drops of bright red liquid flow down the newly opened soil, ticking, ticking. When the third drop fell on the ground, the hungry earth could not drink the sweet liquid. The water-shaped ice beads slid along a red ice surface, and then no new liquid drips down.

Further up, the face of a middle-aged soldier who was covered in dusty beard. A hideous knife mark cut the face of the farmer in half. At this time, the blood had frozen, leaving only the white-cold eyes looking forward without any spirit.

Dong~

Suddenly, the hard body trembled violently, but the price of the light was extremely high this time. One arm flew out with a knife, and a little blood fell to the ground. The huge horse's hooves fell on the original arm. A Liaodong horse carried its master and galloped backwards quickly.

However, the fallen soldier still witnessed a glorious scene. The hanging flag of the Later Jin also brushed past him with the cavalry. Following the defeated Eight Banners cavalry, I don’t know how many Eight Banners elite soldiers with braids fled back in a hurry. Behind, the red Ming war flag held high, the tired and frost Ming army exhaled white fog from behind, and chased after him weakly.

It was indeed a pursuit. The battle of Guangqumen, which had been fiercely fighting for almost one day, ended with the victory of the Ming army. The shouts of killing continued for a while. The retreating Later Jin army was forced to the edge of the canal. After trampling, the river ice was shattered, and many soldiers fell into the river. However, the broken ice also made the Ming army stop chasing.

It was indeed a rare victory. This battle killed at least a thousand people from the Eight Banners and killed thousands of people, and its scale was almost up to Ningjin's victory. But if the battlefield was not located in the heart of the Ming Empire, under the capital of the capital, and the Liaodong Army had tens of thousands of people combined with tens of thousands of Beijing camps, it would have been better to drive away the hungry wolf of less than 30,000 or more than 20,000.

The battlefield was full of messy corpses. At noon, the Zhenglan Banner of Mangurtai launched an attack. He first attacked Zu Dashou but then attacked Wang Chengyin, the central army, but the Wang army collapsed at once and fled south, causing chaos with Zu Dashou's troops. One of the spring formations originally planned by Yuan Chonghuan was attacked, and the other two were attacked from the side were declared bankrupt. The Liaodong army was torn into two parts by the Later Jin Dynasty.

Fortunately, there was also a problem with the command system of the Later Jin here. In addition to Haoge, the remaining banner masters Beile did not comply with the military orders and rushed into Yuan Chonghuan's army. However, even if the division of troops weakened the strength of the Eight Banners Army, Yuan Chonghuan had to go on the battle in person. He was shot like a hedgehog. He was not a military general but a literati, just like Lin Biao, the marshal of the Northeast Army, had to pull out his gun and fight with the enemy in person. It can be seen how far the battle has reached.

Even so, the Liaodong Army still failed to repel the Eight Banners. Until Emperor Chongzhen could not bear it, he ordered the Beijing camp to attack. With the joining of this army in the south, Zu Dashou, who was not seriously injured, Wang Chengyin repelled Mangur Taihaoge, attacked the Eight Banners Army from the flanks, and led Huang Taiji to the canal.

In this battle, the Ming army suffered at least tens of thousands of casualties.

As night gradually fell, even the corpses in the fields had no strength to restrain themselves. The survivors were exhausted on the North China Plain in the cold winter, huddled in the cold tent, trembling. The central army, the oil lamp flashed with dark light, and the three holes covered with cotton and silk armor were hung on the armor next to it, with exhaustion on the face, but Yuan Chonghuan still leaned against his desk.

A large number of military order documents have been reviewed long ago, and the time has come to the third update. However, this Liaodong Domineer was holding a letter of comfort and didn't want to fall asleep for a long time.

To be honest, this letter is really ugly enough, with crooked handwriting and many of the characters are wrongly written. Even Yuan Chonghuan's five-year-old nephew wrote better than this. What's even more excessive is that the letter was actually sent with a piece of craftsmanship. The envelope was placed on the desk, and four big characters were written in bold words. Yuan Manzi personally opened it.

This degree of provocation and hostility are simply complete, but just such a letter made Yuan Chonghuan fall in love with him.

And did his eyes go beyond the letters and onto the straw paper?

The author of this letter is really poor. He had to practice writing before writing, but in these messy handwriting, the few numbers are quite eye-catching, 5, 7.7, 9.8, 2.9, 1. Yuan Chonghuan had been dealing with the clerk for so many years, and almost immediately recognized this simple and simple word game and found those words on the letter.

Do not pay when discussing salary!

To be honest, at the beginning, Old Yuan really couldn't understand these words, and it was not until the front line was pulled under the capital that he vaguely realized something.

At first, he just treated that kid as a business method, calm and good at guarding. Only these advantages are suitable for being a rough warrior who runs errands for him. But now, this kid is truly hidden. He can see what he sees, what he doesn't see, and what he doesn't see. This ups and downs of scheming are also outrageous.

When~Don't~Don't~

The clapper knocked at the door, and several soldiers who were patrolling the night passed by the war with hunched over. In recent years, the winter of the Ming Dynasty was particularly cold. Even these people outside the pass could not withstand the wind and frost. Suddenly, the curtain of the tent door was lifted open, and a handsome general hugged his fists with difficulty.

"Supervisor! It's late at night. For the sake of the court, you should also take a break early!"

The person who came was Wu Sangui. He was as fast as a tiger today, and was the only highlight of today's battle. From the first Zu Dashou Army to break into Jiannu who fell into Yuan Chonghuan's army, it is said that the emperor praised him for his words: The Tiger of Liaodong. Seeing him coming, Yuan Chonghuan finally woke up from deep thoughts and nodded to him tiredly.

"I know, I will rest now! Sangui is still fighting hard today. If Ma Gui is watching the military affairs, you can go and rest early!"

"Thank you for your concern, I will save you the last time!"

With a promise, Wu Sangui left the tent again and returned to peace. Yuan Chonghuan also looked at the letter again. Suddenly, he reached out and threw the letter paper and the page of straw paper into the brazier. Seeing the fire rising, Yuan Chonghuan put the envelope that Yuan Manzi had opened in the pages of the book, finally closed the desk, stood up tiredly, and went to the bed behind.

Some things must be done, but they must be done!

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Thousands of kilometers away from the battlefield, the Korean Peninsula, Iron Mountain.

The kang was burned warm by the coal stove, and the dishes were filled with dishes. The pot stickers, pancakes, fish stews, cakes, and pheasants and mushroom pots were gradually gaining fame. In short, there were all delicacies and seafood. The vegetarian and foreign girls were holding a big jar of wine.

Qian Zeng still has the same bitter face.

Sitting opposite, he picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth angrily. The young master of kidney deficiency hummed again with resentment.

"Brother Mao, you are really hurting me!"

"Brother Qian, don't you say that! In Shangyan, let's talk about it, didn't you say anything? Take this price back. If the masters in Yangzhou are not satisfied, they will not pay. When Brother Qian comes back, I won't say anything, brother!"

Mao Jue's breasts were slapped loudly, but Qian Zeng looked bitter and said, "It's okay if Mao Jue said it is as easy as it is!

Everyone knows that ginseng is produced in the north, and at this time, there are only three ways to obtain ginseng in the Ming Dynasty: smuggling between Shanxi merchants and Tatars, smuggling between Liaodong troops, and Pidao, Dongjiang Town, etc.

Among them, the cheapest mountain products such as ginseng, mink, deer antlers on Pi Island are the cheapest, because the first two have to go through a long land route. Nowadays, Mongolian tribes outside the mouth are robbers who are afraid of being poor and afraid. When they deal with them, the cost of Shanxi merchants can be imagined. The Liaodong army had to smuggle in Shanhaiguan. If they wanted to transport ginseng, mink, and from here, they would have to have great powers. Otherwise, opening privately with each other would be a death penalty.

Only in Dongjiang Town, Mao Dashuai started his own business and pulled out a military town. There were no civil servants and military officials to supervise the army. He returned to the gate of the gate and went to Shandong by sea. He turned a blind eye and the merchants in the gate could exchange for the treasures from the Northeast at a very low price.

But now, Mao Jue, Cheng Yaojin, has actually killed Mao Jue. It is impossible for him to produce ginseng on an island on Pi Island. Most of them are from Tieshan. But Mao Jue strangled the source to death. Whether it was privately traded with the Koreans, Later Jin, or those who went up the mountain to dig or hunt, they had to be given priority to the Tieshan Ginseng General. With the monopoly capital, Mao Jue naturally opened his mouth wide. A piece of marten fur is four times more expensive. When it comes to two taels of silver, ginseng is also twice to ten times more expensive according to its quality. This trip, his cost will increase by at least five times more.

As for what Mao Jue said nicely, it is better to trust himself and give it to himself by credit first, and then get it back. Is it possible? If he dares to play like this, he will give it to anyone next year. Without these things, his money is worthless.

However, even if Mao Jue raises the price, it is still several times cheaper than the price of Shanxi merchants and Beijing merchants. He has to accept it. In addition, he used to share with dozens of merchants, but now he is the one who gets the goods alone, so he has this monopoly advantage. This year, the Ming Dynasty will still fight against the Later Jin Dynasty, and the trend of ginseng marten next year will definitely be even more tight. He can also raise the price if he takes it back. A marten originally had ten taels, but it will take twenty taels for one hand. Ginseng can also be pulled upward, and you can still make a fortune.

But when I go back, I guess the big guys behind him have to complain to him, thinking that Qian Zeng's face became increasingly ugly.

"Okay, Brother Qian, we are just romantic today. Not to mention those vulgar ones, but not just plain clothes and not pour wine?"

"Yes, Master!"

I had been waiting aside for a long time and was eager to try it out. Suyi held the jar and gave money to Zeng Zeng. This guy was indeed a veteran in the wine. He picked up the cup and smelled the fragrance and sniffed it first. Then he took a small sip. Then he shook his head and shook his head for a while before he let out a breath. The face of Master Kidney Deficiency showed another smile of Zi Zhizhu holding it.

"The new soju that just came down?"

"Brother Qian is indeed an expert!"

"Brother Mao wants Qian to help you sell this wine to Jiangnan?"

"That's right!"

This guy is worthy of being an old man in the mall. When he guessed it correctly, Mao Jue didn't go around in circles with him. He nodded directly, but saw this guy shaking his head suddenly.

"Brother Mao should give up his thoughts in this matter!"
Chapter completed!