Li Yongfang firmly believed that as long as he won a few more battles and occupied Liaozhong, the Ming Dynasty might be granted the title of Nuerhaci as he gave Altan. Net, last month, Nuerhaci wrote a letter to a Mongolian tribe, proclaiming that he did not intend to be an enemy of the Ming Dynasty, but had the right to argue and revenge. The letter also said that the Ming Dynasty was arrogant and unreasonable, and the world was so great that it was all the land of the Ming Dynasty, and small countries could not survive outside the Ming Dynasty?

Nuerhaci's letter was clever and made his greed to take the initiative to attack the Ming Dynasty into revenge. At the same time, the letter also revealed that Nuerhaci and the Eight Banners nobles only hoped to establish themselves as one country at this time. The best result was to occupy the original territory of Liaodong and the Later Jin Dynasty, and then admit it for the Ming Dynasty that they could continue to expand northward, enrich their population, accumulate strength in places like Liaodong, and then move with the camera.

This is a complete plan, and Li Yongfang is eager to succeed in the Later Jin Dynasty.

The sound of shaman sacrifice inside finally stopped. Nuerhaci strode out. He glanced at Li Yongfang, sat down and said, "Well, what's the matter?"

Li Yongfang said: "General Li Rubai has sent someone to come."

"Oh?" Nuerhaci stretched out his body and stared at Li Yongfang and said, "What did Xiao Cheng say?"

Nuerhaci met Li Rubai when he was a teenager. They were about the same age. However, he was just a barbarian and had a lower status in the Li family than his servants. Li Rubai was a pride of heaven. At that time, both the civil and military officials in Liaodong were tempted by the Li family, which made all the children of the Li family have a very strong temper. Fortunately, Li Rubai was still polite to Nuerhaci, with a bit of a blue eye. Their status has changed after adulthood, especially in recent years, Nuerhaci's status has become increasingly higher. The Li family under the control of Li Rubai is declining, and their status has changed. However, Nuerhaci's old marks are very deep. He also has a subconscious awe of the generals and officials of the Ming Dynasty. This is brought about by experiences in youth and youth, and cannot be completely eliminated by changes in status.

Just like when Li Yongfang surrendered that day, Li Yongfang rode out of Fushun Pass. When he saw Nuerhaci getting off the horse and begging his head, Nuerhaci had already bowed his hand immediately. Now when talking about Li Rubai, Nuerhaci couldn't help but call him a name and respected Li Rubai in private.

"The general said," Li Yongfang said happily: "The four troops have been decided, and it is hard to say what he is about. He led the Southern Army, attacked the Crow Falcon Pass, and went straight to Hetuala from the south."

Nuerhaci: "Xiaocheng is not the main force, and the road is also difficult to walk."

"Yes," Li Yongfang said: "The general officer also means this. He said that he will not compete with the generals on the battlefield, nor will he show mercy to the Khan."

"Barring, I'm sorry." Nuerhaci grabbed his beard and said happily: "Xiao Cheng is still old and has no responsibility. He is a secret envoy. He has to clear him up to be at ease."

Li Rubai's meaning is very simple. He is not the main force anyway. In addition, he vaguely pointed out that he was not happy with other generals and had a rift of competing for merit. Since this is the case, he simply walked slowly. If the Later Jin Dynasty could not hold back and the other generals joined forces, Li Rubai would certainly not show mercy and fight as much as he should. If the situation on the battlefield develops to the point where other roads fail, he can still maintain his strength by doing work but not doing anything.

Looking at Li Yongfang, Nuerhaci said to himself: "The dog and Han people are all in the wrong places! Xiao Cheng did this and told him to know and use a whip to whip him."

Nuerhaci was really taught by Li Chengliang. He had an inseparable respect for Li Chengliang. Li Rubo's head and rat are as timid as a mouse, with mixed hearts and eyes and uselessness, and many but inappropriateness. He was despised in his heart, but he would not let Li Yongfang notice this emotion, and he would not say it.

"I understand." Nuerhaci said to Li Yongfang: "If you have to do more details, you should do more. The Ming Dynasty's southern army does not need to be too involved. The road was originally rugged and difficult to move. What is important is the movement of the Western Army. Du Song has always been brave. I heard that he has few defeats against the Mongols and has very elite troops. This road is the most important thing!"

"Yes, please don't worry, knight." Li Yongfang quickly stood up and said, "I must put more thought into it!"

...

The general of the Ming army swore on February 11th. Many details of the day were well known. The knife cut the cow's head to the third power, and the spear was rotten and broken. People were very tired, their morale was low, and their horses were also very thin. These things made people worry about the prospects after sending troops. There was no sadness in the city of Chenyang, but when people met, they talked about the matter of sending troops. As long as people were concerned about current affairs and had some understanding of military affairs, they shook their heads and sighed, feeling unsure.

However, the day of departure has been decided. On the 21st, all the troops sent troops together. As a result, the wind storm was 16 days ago, and blizzards fell violently on the 16th. It was difficult for all places to move, and horses could not walk freely in the knee-deep snow. The small group of cavalry was still active. If the brigade sent troops, there were a large number of large carts and mules, donkeys, horses, many bronze cannons, tens of thousands of enemies, a large number of gunpowder and arrows, as well as dry food, beans, spare weapons and armor, etc. If the baggage could not be moved, it was naturally impossible to send troops. There were many discussions in the city, and it was said that Yang Hao had chosen this day, and the supervisor was also a fool, but no one dared to approach the supervisor's headquarters to say these words.

Because he was unable to send troops, Yang Hao sent people to the capital again, requesting to extend the period of troops again. It is best to be in mid-March or April, when spring is in full bloom, the war horses of the enemy cavalry are also sending troops again when they are tired and thin. At that time, it is naturally more certain.

The people in Chenyang City all saw the commander-in-chief sending Tangma to the capital. From the people to the middle and lower-level military officers, as well as ordinary soldiers, they all felt the high hopes. In addition to the few nerds who were stupid in their studies, I believe that there are really few people who have become fans of the Heavenly Warriors when they reach the East.

"Dog Hood, the quartermaster, the helmet he sent should really be worn on the battlefield by himself!"

Yang Yi threw the iron helmet to the ground fiercely.

The ground was very soft, with thick snow and mud. Even so, after the iron helmet rolled on the ground a few times, it was obvious that it was knocked down.

The group of people dressed like Yang Yi were cursing. Most of them were wearing short blue armors, and their armors were torn. Many places were worm-eatened. These were cloth armors recently sent from the arsenal, inlaid with a small amount of iron leaves to protect the keys, and they almost had no protection. Each person was covered with a yellow folded scarf on his head. Some people simply wore their heads bare and tied their hair with a cloth strip. There should have leg armor on their feet, but almost no one was equipped and they only wrapped around the calf. This was similar to the servants wearing long armor.

Everyone wore cloth shoes on their feet, and few could wear boots. They put as much hay as possible in their shoes, but as long as they walked in the snow for more than a quarter of an hour, the soles would get wet, and then their feet would be soaked in ice water.

The weapons in each person's hands are also bad, most of which are long spears, and the barrel is roughly made. The tip of the spear is a piece of pig iron that looks like a spear head. There are also some weapons with long eyebrows tattoos, which are also of very poor quality and have been made for at least thirty or fifty years.

Over the past twenty years, the imperial court has suffered financial difficulties, and the military town has lost its enterprising spirit and spirit. The generals do not care about the equipment of the battalion soldiers at all. Yang Yi and his partners are all the battalion soldiers in Liao Town, and they are the most unlucky group.

After Yang Yi was rescued by Zhang Han, he returned to Guangning. The road he left was blocked, so he had to continue to serve in the army. Fortunately, he was taken care of and became a team officer in the camp. He was wearing long leather armor and also sent him a waist knife, but there was no shield. No one under his subordinates, and no one gave the knife card to the battalion soldiers who were equivalent to cannon fodder.

In addition to the long armor and a waist knife, there were also water bags and backpacks, which were all very poor, and they smelled bad when they received it. I heard that the court sent millions of military pay to Liaodong, and Yang Yi felt that the money was eaten by dogs.

Before sending troops, Yang Yi was also given an iron helmet, but it was too little iron and too much impurities, and he didn't care about it. It felt uncomfortable to wear it on his head. When he threw it hard, the iron helmet suddenly changed shape. It would be strange if such a helmet could defend against bows and arrows.

"Yang Touer, this helmet needs to be checked."

A battalion soldier picked up his helmet and handed it to Yang Yi again, with a bright smile on his face.

"Zhou Daniu, you are such a fool." Yang Yi cursed, but then sighed and put the iron helmet on his head again.

He glanced at his subordinates again. About ten people were all long swords and spears, most of them were recruits. Zhou Daniu was a military household in the Shenyang Central Guard. Last year, Liao Town had a large number of troops and horses. Yang Yi, like his brothers in front of him, was mostly replenished in the camp in the past six months.

There are many such military camps in Shenyang City, most of which are dilapidated old barracks, and no one is in charge of the soldiers, let alone practice. When the oath, local people in Shenyang came to swim around during the day every day and went home in the evening. They didn't care about it, and Yang Yi had no reason to be such a villain.

After the oath, the control was a little stricter, but there was still no training, and the weapons and armor were not replaced. At this time, Yang Yi saw several cavalry riding out of the camp. The war horses under them were all exhausted and thin, and they were weak when running. Yang Yi knew that these cavalry used the beans to sell them for money, and only fed the horses to the horses every day. After the winter, the war horses were extremely thin. Originally, these horses were not their own horses in Liao Town. After several wars last year, the horses in Liao Town lost a lot. Now, most of the war horses are replenished from other military towns. The war horses are the most arrogant, and they are afraid that many of them will die along the way. Originally, the remaining horses should be raised like treasures, but no matter how the superiors care about them, how could these cavalry feed the war horses seriously? After the winter, the war horses became even more exhausted and thinner.
Chapter completed!