"The cavalry retreated."

"The sweat also retreated, it seems that he has really retreated."

A group of staff showed joy on their faces, and bowed to Yuan Chonghuan on the top of the city. Cheng Ben was the first to take the lead, and everyone said, "Congratulations to Dongweng, you have another great achievement this time!"

"Congratulations sir!"

Zhou Wenyu was depressed after returning from Jizhen. At this time, he watched the Eight Banners soldiers retreat, Huang Taiji's banner was quite conspicuous several miles away, but he still had nothing to feel happy.

While everyone was congratulating, Zhou Wenyu also saluted with her hands crossed.

There was also a thick smell of gunpowder on the city wall. When the enemy cavalry approached, the artillery fired one after another, and each shell weighed about ten pounds. The shells roared out in the splashing flames, hitting heavily between the enemy cavalry formation and the infantry array. Under the bombardment of the artillery, the enemy formation was quite chaotic. When the array was chaotic, the threat to the Ming army was significantly reduced. Zu Dashou and You Shilu fought very resolutely, the generals were firmly willed, and their subordinates were willing to work hard. They actually fought the Jurchens in a field outside the city in a very embarrassing situation. Since Sarhu, it was the first time that the Ming army defeated the Jurchens in a battle of more than 10,000 people!

Although they were planning to win, they were not very thorough. The Jurchens were just frustrated. What’s more important was that they were afraid of the artillery on the city wall. They did not dare to approach them too much, but they still controlled the battlefield. The Ming army did not beheaded many times, which was quite a pity.

The Ming Dynasty recorded merits by beheading. This is a system left by our ancestors. Although it cannot be said to be absolutely fair, it is also a relatively reasonable way to record merits.

But after the military discipline is out of order, everything will go away. You use fake heads, buy heads, or use Han army or coated heads to build the heads, or even kill the people on your own side to pretend. This is how the so-called killing good people and making excuses comes from.

However, in the war against the Donglu, the Ministry of War was quite strict in verifying the heads and making great contributions. The Ming army was defeated many times. So far, the one who was able to successfully send the beheading was that Dongjiang Town, which had been fighting in the field with the Donglu. Even so, the Ministry of War accused Mao Wenlong of using the flag Ding and the Han army's heads for many times, and even escorted the Han people to the capital as real barbarians. They were exhausted all the way and mobilized the troops, which was very unwise.

From this we can see how rare and precious the heads of the Donglu were. Although most of the battlefield was cleaned up by the Jurchens, the Ming army was also beheaded in the fierce battle with close forces just now. One by one, the heads were scrambled down one by one. In order to behead, a group of soldiers ignored the enemy troops that were close to them...

The court has always been very stingy in the court. The silver is given to the capital. The silver will be given to the capital after verification, and the silver will be paid, and a monday will not be less.

"Dongweng made great contributions this time." An aide said with a smile: "The court should give generous rewards."

Yuan Chonghuan was also moved inside, but if you think about it carefully, there were not many beheadings this time, the enemy cavalry was not severely frustrated, and no famous slave chief was killed or captured. Without a head, even if the court claimed to kill any big beile, the reward would not be too heavy. I would not have made enough contributions to the title or the world-famous Liaoxi.

At that moment, Yuan Chonghuan just smiled slightly, shook his head slightly, and said indifferently: "Work for the country and for the peace of the people, what I do is to live in the people, and for the court and the emperor, and I don't take my honor and disgrace very much."

The staff member was a little embarrassed and wanted to slap himself in the face.

With so many soldiers beside him, Yuan Chonghuan and several capable staff were all wearing bright armor and standing on the top of the city with swords. If the real Donggu came over, everyone would have to fight bloody battles. At this time, it would be really confusing to make any contributions and futures!

"I have a poem." Agent Li Yanke answered the conversation, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Li Yanke and Yuan Chonghuan were about the same age and had similar interests, and were both first-class people with Ren Xia's courage. Unlike Deng Zhen, Liang Ji, Cheng Benzhi and others, Yuan Chonghuan had the wish to discuss with him military affairs. Li Yanke's poems were written very well, so some poems and essays used in social activities were often invited to write for Li Yanke.

Like Yuan Chonghuan, Li Yanke also wore armor and pressed his sword. The image of a brave warrior was quite conspicuous. He smiled slightly and said loudly: "I didn't expect that the scholar could take off his sword and take his son to join the army from afar. His heart flew thousands of mountains and moons in the dark sea, and his anger thrived on the sky and thousands of miles of clouds."

"Very good!" Yuan Chonghuan exclaimed, saying, "Brother Yan Ke is good at poetry, but unfortunately there is no wine here, otherwise it would be a big deal."

"This poem is given to Brother Element." Li Yanke and Yuan Chonghuan are not called official positions or Dongweng, but have always called fonts or even brothers. A while ago, Li Yanke traveled in Jizhen and Xuanda areas for nearly a year, so the situation in Liaozhen has been a bit different recently. However, he has a deep friendship with Yuan Chonghuan. This poem was written to send Yuan Chonghuan. It has been written long ago. Today, at the head of Ningyuan City, in front of the battlefield where corpses are everywhere, it is very appropriate to send Yuan Chonghuan to such a poem.

"Let's go to the city tower to rest." Yuan Chonghuan stood in heavy armor for a long time, and was also exhausted. At this time, he was quite excited. Moreover, he could see that the staff members had all their worries, so he smiled and asked a group of staff to follow him to the city tower at the south gate to rest.

When Yuan Tianxiang and others surrounded the city tower and outsiders were not allowed to enter, Yuan Chonghuan took off his armor and changed into a civil servant's big red robe. He sat in the chair with a tired look. His spirit was still very excited, but his black face sank, and ordinary people could not see what he was thinking. The staff also sat down one after another. Zhou Wenyu, who was only a military official, had never sat down and stood under Yuan Chonghuan's right hand.

"Wen Yu, sit down, too." Yuan Chonghuan smiled and said, "Actually, I treat you the same as Mr. Zhu."

Zhou Wenyu looked moved, bowed his hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. Bei, I have something to say."

"But you might as well."

"This great victory has made the great master's reputation a higher level. It is really a gratifying event. However, it is actually useless to the overall situation..."

This is very important and bold. If outsiders are present, Yuan Chonghuan will definitely be very unhappy, and even scold this subordinate who has always been good at observing his face, can come up with ideas, and is used to saying good-hearted words.

But Yuan Chonghuan knew that Zhou Wenyu was loyal. Zhou Wenyu followed Sun Chengzong and later transferred to Yuan Chonghuan's disciples, and focused on planning the future for Yuan Chonghuan.

It is not easy to conquer Liao. The court has changed more than a dozen managers and governors. The one who has been in office for the longest time and is the one who is most trusted is Lao Sun. But Lao Sun is good at managing government and is indeed not very good at military affairs. To be fair, Lao Sun is not a very courageous person.

Yuan Chonghuan defended Ningyuan, from Ningqiandao to the governor, this time the Ningjin victory would have a bright future, but Zhou Wenyu had a completely pessimistic view. Yuan Chonghuan was not in a hurry. He was waiting for this lively confidant to continue talking.

Zhou Wenyu's face was very pale, and only then did people notice that his spirit was very poor. Many staff nodded understandingly. Since their trip to Jizhen, Zhou Wenyu who returned to western Liaoning has almost always had this kind of virtue... he was not injured, nor had he any setbacks. However, Zhou Wenyu's expression was like a walking corpse, not at all like the previous high-spirited appearance.

"Huaji." Zhou Wenyu said: "I met Huoji in Jizhen, and I have never had the chance to explain in detail to the old man. This time, the Donglu came to the territory again. With the view of Huoji, if the Huoji soldiers were attacked, we would not have the chance to win."

Cheng Benzhi was a little displeased and said, "Why is Brother Zhou so so? In my opinion, General Zu is determined to protect Ningyuan's family business. His inner Ding is strong and elite, and his armor is complete. In terms of cannons, our Red Barbarian cannon weighs thousands of kilograms, and the cannon weighs more than ten kilograms. It is reported that the cannons of Hutchison are only more than a thousand kilograms, and the cannon weighs four or five kilograms, not more than eight kilograms. Indeed, the elite and powerful Hutchison soldiers are my personal experience. However, the Liaoxi army, Zu, Zhao, Man, and all generals are willing to serve their lives, and Needing is also elite. A few days ago, I met Yang Er, who was stationed in Dagu Fort and said bluntly that the current Liaoxi soldiers are almost the same as the soldiers of Thirteen Mountains. Even Yang Er led the soldiers, I don't think they are much stronger than Needing..."

Cheng Benzhi's words were not true, and Yang Er led the people, which was indeed the case. They were probably worse than Zu Dashou and others. At the foot of the mountain, the supply was sufficient, and Hutchison's internal conditioning was very good, and the entire system was urging people to improve. The Military Training Department also had officers training at Shan Ding, so Yang Er's subordinates were also quite elite and outstanding.

When they arrived in western Liaoning, they had a name for garrison. More than 300 subordinates had left, and more than 700 were left with the hundreds of horses and stances that Yuan Chonghuan had allocated. The people led by Yang Er were paid the military pay of ordinary Liaozhen soldiers, and no one came to ask about military training. They had no plans at all, and they all depended on their own consciousness. The military discipline of Liaozhen soldiers has always been very poor, and they could not help but be gambling, banning smoking and drinking, and finding women is no problem. The officials also had some self-consciousness cultivated on the Thirteen Mountains, and the soldiers generally released sheep, and after a few months it became unscathed.

In other words, Yang Eren has formed subordinates, and everyone has practiced every few days, and their equipment is even better than ordinary battalions.

But the logistics, military training, staff, and military order system, including the military and political system were completely over. At this time, Yang Er had no choice but to do anything. Moreover, after leaving the Thirteen Mountains, Yang Er realized that it was completely an illusion that he had previously thought that his ability was outstanding and that even the Donglu could defeat was a completely illusion. He neither had the ability to lead troops nor had any profound insights into the overall situation and strategy. Even Xu Ming and Cheng Fang were not much more capable than him. Everyone could do such a big thing, which was completely guided and supported by the military and bureau level...

Cheng Benzhi would not say these words, and Yang Er said some of the depressing words that Yang Er said to him could not be said on today's occasion. Zhou Wenyu was hit in Ji Town, and Cheng Benzhi was a little confused. He had never seen Hutchison soldiers on the grassland. He was very strong, but he still had a nose and eyes. He carried a head on both arms. How much better could he be than Donglu? Now that the Donglu can withstand the Hutchison soldiers here in western Liaoning, can he not be able to withstand it?
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