Du Song's general plucked up his courage and said, "Mr. Supervisor, it's because the snow has not melted..."

"Damn it, no more."

Yang Hao had to discuss it before, and at this time he felt the pressure like a mountain. He could imagine Fang Congzhe's expression and his impression of him in the capital. The only support he could rely on was Fang Congzhe, the chief assistant. If Fang Congzhe was disappointed and the battle was not fought well, he could imagine what his fate would be.

If he did not disobey Fang Congzhe's thoughts, even if there were any setbacks, could he be more than the mistakes he made in North Korea and Korea?

At that time, the army was lost and the country was humiliated. The Ming army won strategically, but suffered heavy losses in the battle. Yang Hao was stripped of office and was dismissed from office. Now he is still in the position of the commander?

"The first thing is to get people. If there are people in the court, everything is easy to say. You must not let Fang Xiang down!"

Yang Hao didn't even look at the officers, and ordered the people around him: "If anyone hangs Shangfang's sword at the gate, if there are any delays in the advance, both the general and the deputy general will be killed. The country's support for the soldiers is just today. If the opportunity comes again, there will be military law to engage in military law!"

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On the 27th, the Eastern Route Army began to advance and left the abandoned Kuandian Fort. The scenery in front of us was completely different from the west of the fort.

There are endless valleys everywhere, streams flowing continuously, the snow has not melted, and the mountain is covered with white areas. When crossing the Yaer River, the people and horses are frozen lightly and the marching speed is very slow. By the evening, the food carried by each soldier has consumed a lot. It is expected that the food will be completely cut off tomorrow night.

The worry on Liu Ying's face was almost impossible to dissolve. He had very little baggage because he had to carry some firearms. His subordinates were mainly his servants and Zhejiang soldiers. The equipment of Zhejiang soldiers was very poor. Although Liu Ying believed that the training and military discipline of Zhejiang soldiers were much stronger than that of the Northern Army, a large number of Zhejiang soldiers were equipped with rattan cards and bamboo spears. He did not think that such crude weapons could be of great use.

He relied on his own servants. At this time, only servants were the most reliable. The limited military rations were provided to servants to eat to ensure their physical strength. This made the soldiers complain, and Liu Ying could only pretend not to hear them.

Crossing the Yaer River, the next goal was Niumao Village, which was only thirty or forty miles away. However, there were many large woods that had been cut down on the road. These woods blocked the already narrow valley. Liu Ying asked people to transport and cut off these big woods, and at the same time sent elite whistles to ride down the horses and climb up the mountain. While surveillance, the ambushers killed the stranded mountain people and burned all the villages they saw along the way.

The raging fire kept burning in the mountains. After walking for most of the day, he captured and killed about a hundred people, almost all of them were women and children. Liu Ying had tried a few of them at the beginning. The children and women looked at him with hatred eyes and spoke a long list of Jurchens. The military affairs were all cursing people. Liu Ying felt helpless. He had fought for many times in his life and suppressed the Southwest Barbarians. This situation was actually not uncommon.

"It's great to walk slowly like this." Liu Ying sat on the black stone in a mountain stream with a big horse and watched the soldiers pass by him with great difficulty.

It is very physically exhausting to walk like this, and there is no way to keep the queue. Everyone is walking casually. In some places, one or two people can only be allowed to pass by side. More than 10,000 Ming soldiers, Gav, are walking in a single column, without a camp or a queue. Of course, Liu Ying is not worried about being in a tent here. Even the Later Jin soldiers, even gods, cannot ambush him in such terrain. What they have to worry about is going to cross this mountain and enter the Fucha wilderness.

"It is unlikely that Jiannu will put heavy troops on this road." Although Liu Yingnian was old, his heart was not old. He also knew that Yang Hao was designing him. Whether it was a failure, a setback, or a large army was working hard but ineffective, Yang Hao would definitely blame him for his mistakes when he made a report.

The Liu family is also a family of generals, but they are not from the Northern Army. They are not closely connected with each other by marriage like the generals in Liaodong. The Liu family does not have effective support in the court. If such a situation really happens, Liu Ying is very worried that few people will talk to him, and Yang Hao is the supervisor of the civil minister, so he will definitely make accurate statements. If he loses a battle and becomes a scapegoat, he will die in a foul.

"I not only have to rush the road, but also have to be faster and defeat the slave in front of me. No matter how Du Fengzi and the others beat me, I will get hundreds of beheadings here."

Liu Ying's personal soldiers were making dinner for him, and waves of food scent came over. The soldiers not far away smelled the fragrance and swallowed their saliva. Liu Ying rode his horse for a day, but was not very hungry. He just figured out what he wanted to do. He was also happy. He clapped his hands and shouted, "Where is Liu Zhaosun, come and have dinner with me!"

...

When the red flag arrived again, everyone in Chenyang City knew that it was necessary to use troops, including the camp soldiers. On the evening of the 26th, almost all the camp soldiers in Shenyang City returned home to say goodbye to their families.

Those bachelors also used the silver in their pockets as much as possible... The soldiers were in danger, and everyone felt that this battle was so lingering. Whoever knew that the silver would be cheaper on them. It would be better to use cleanliness to calculate the ball.

There were groups of people who loved drinking, and they couldn't afford to go to good restaurants. They gathered in small hotels with wine tricks, cut some pork head meat, and a little soybeans and peanuts. The wine was rare and delicious. Everyone kept drinking. No matter how stingy people were, they had to drink enough tonight.

Such things should have been strictly prohibited, but no general understood that it was a big deal at this time. However, when the time came, an officer would come out with his servants and drove all the soldiers from the battalions back to go to bed early.

Du Song has already issued an order to start on the 28th tomorrow morning, the entire army will set off and go to Fushun Pass together!

Yang Yi refused the invitation from several soldiers who went to prostitution. He didn't want to waste his energy at this time, but he was upset and found a few brothers, each of them raised money, and ordered a few dishes to drink in the tavern.

The wine smells very fragrant, the mouth is very spicy, and the throat is even spicy. This wine is called a high-quality soju, but it is actually a very rough and bad wine. When Yang Yi was in Guangning, he was at least the leader of the battleship industry, and it was not a problem to eat and drink spicy food. The wine was very unhappy, but his mood was very depressed. It would be better to relieve his sorrow than to say that it was drinking.

Yang Yi has been having a great rebellious thought these days. The emperors who were in charge of the court, the ministers and ministers, said they were like figures in heaven. Do these people really don’t know the suffering of the military households and border troops in Liaodong?

It is said to be recruiting soldiers. In fact, many military households in Liaozhen were originally involved in the camp and served in the army. Originally, each of them had dozens of acres of land, so they did not have to worry about food, clothing and expenses. In addition to raising soldiers, Liaodong could also pay 700,000 stones of grain in the country. This was the food of the military households of the Dusi. How could it be easy to get? As a result, by the Wanli period, 700,000 stones were changed to 170,000 stones, and then it decreased year by year. It is estimated that not only can it be paid, but it also has to transfer grain from the pass through every year.

There is no grain, no clothing, no matter how much food, the food, silver and food are deducted when they are in the army, the weapons are poor, and the war horses are exhausted, so these people are really blind and can't see them?

Such a battle is forced to fight. Could it be that the lives of these soldiers are dead?

"Drinking, this bird world, everything else is fake, only this wine is real."

As if he heard what Yang Yi said in his heart, Cheng Fang was drunk and had no idea where he could keep the door in his mouth.

"You bastard, say less." Yang Yi scolded Cheng Fang. He saw Cheng Fang's wife just sent Cheng Fang. The woman's eyes were full of tears, and she tried hard to stuff rags into Cheng Fang's shoes. Everyone knew whether this thing was used or not. There were no good military boots. Walking on the road that had not been completely melted, the shoes were like soaked in ice water at night. Cheng Fang's wife was pregnant and her belly was tall and squatted down to stuff him with cloth. Yang Yi felt sad when he thought of such a scene. He also knew that Cheng Fang had not left enough money for his wife, or Yang Yi gave him money to drink. Cheng Fang was afraid that he would not raise a child if he had an accident. Even if he had broken the incense and became a ghost, no one would visit him in grave. Yang Yi himself also had such concerns. He was a lonely ghost without blood and food, and he was really uneasy to die.

At this time, Li Mingli and Zhou Daniu also came over together. Zhou Daniu looked worried. The burden on his family was heavier. My mother's back was already hunched. She also helped others wash clothes and earn some money for food every day. There was also a wife and a son. If he died, the family would starve to death. The salary and food that came to the gate were so small, how could it be safe?

Among all, Li Mingli is a bachelor, and his face is also very happy. He comes to drink and carries his broken wooden gun. His money is not too small, enough for him to drink. Besides, Li Mingli likes to play money and often wins bets. In addition to Yang Yi, this bachelor has the most money. He is also young and is just qualified to join the army. He feels that it is much more interesting to be strolling around with a group of people every day than being detained in the clan.

"The soldiers are back to the camp." Not long after the crowd gathered together, a gong sounded, and there were movements of generals and men riding horses everywhere in the city. All the soldiers of the camp gradually returned to the camp. Some were red eyes, some were listless, some were yawning, and many people were drunk and walked around, either squatting on the side of the road and vomiting, and some were jumping and scolding, and they didn't know what they were scolding.

In addition to asking people to return to the camp, the generals also officially announced that all battalions will be opened by the hour of tomorrow morning. After breakfast in the morning, they will also issue grains. Each person will send some fried noodles and rice dumplings. These rice dumplings are made of brown rice. After they are cooked, they will dry the water and turn them into rice dumplings. Each person has some. In the next three days, except for generals and servants, these battalions will only drink cold water and use these dry food to satisfy their hunger and quench their thirst in the next few days.

"This is a world of damn god!" Yang Yi stood in front of the camp gate, with black soil and dirty snow under the lanterns. Looking at the group of walking corpses returning to the camp in groups like walking corpses, looking at the crude weapons in their hands and the useless armor on their bodies, Yang Yi cursed again. He only hoped that everything in front of him would end soon, the sooner the better.

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