The bird gun hit the ground, and only the lucky lead hit the extremely lucky Ming army. Because of the tradition of the tank department charging into battle, even the musketeers would wear simple breastplates, not to mention the rattan player standing in the first row.

Wang Yi saw a cloud of smoke rising from the opposite side, but he seemed to have not been affected at all. He was naturally very grateful when he was surprised. He stood on a chariot in the middle of the hollow square formation, and the sword in his hand had not fallen, which meant that the square formation was still moving steadily.

"Why are you still not stopping?" Bohetuo's forehead was covered in sweat, and he shouted: "Change swords and guns! Kill them! Let the cavalry rush forward!"

Ten steps!

Wang Yi's sword finally fell down, and the two sides against each other could almost see the eyebrows on the other side.

"put!"

With a command, the neat sound of guns rang out, and all the wheat in the Donglu formation fell down like cut down.

The warrior who had just fired the musket immediately crawled to the ground and replaced his melee weapon in a unified posture. The muskets in the second row behind him shot a second round of volleys, and the charge that Donglu had just emerged was completely strangled. However, the nightmare was not over yet, and the muskets in the third row had already been ready to shoot. They just waited for the opponent in front to squat on one knee, and then pulled the trigger with the shooting command.

Bohe Tou watched his armored warriors beating in an instant, but after three rounds of volleys, the brave warriors of Zhushen turned around and ran away.

Defeat!

Several Goshha rushed to Bohetuo: "Master, keep the green mountains..."

Bohetuo let out a beast-like roar from his throat, waved the long sword in his hand, and chopped Nagoshha down. His eyes were red and he roared: "Nikan kills my father! Kill my brother! I and Nikan..."

Bang!

The fourth round of the Ming army's volley had already sounded. Although the musketeers were affected by the smoke, the musketeers could not aim clearly at the target, but they still caused great damage to the fleeing Donglu phalanx.

"No, the same, Dai, Tian..." Bo and To murmured after saying what they had just said, and saw the formation in front completely collapse. The armored soldiers with their fighting spirits stormed back like a tide, hoping to return to Guancheng and escape to their lives. Even Bayala, the most brave and brave in the army, was mixed with it and lost his will to fight.

Bo He Tuo Daidai sat on the horse, watching all the dreams. This scene would have only happened to Ming Jun before, but why did it fall on his head? Is it because the Manchus gave up on the elves in the forest, lakes and seas, no longer obeyed the shaman's honest advice, and believed in the evil sayings of the lama? So they received the punishment of God?

"Follow the city! Those who kneel on the ground and hold their heads will not be killed!" Wang Yi passed the military order.

The square formation continued to press forward, and the killers of the Yuanyang Formation rushed towards the Donglu defeated soldiers in a column, and rushed into Liangfangkou Pass City as if they were driving ducks back to their nests.

It was too late for Bo and Tou to escape. The Ming army's bright red and beautiful fat jacket appeared in front of him, like a heavenly soldier descending to earth. He had just raised his knife to resist. Two long spears had stabbed into his side ribs from both sides, pulling him off the battle horse. Bo and Tou was in severe pain, only saw a young Ming army with childishness on his face happily pulling off the flag and holding it in his arms... and then lost consciousness.

Wang Yi stepped on the blood mud all over the ground, kicked away the stumbling limbs and walked into the entrance of Liangfang. He looked around and his troops were driving away prisoners of war. Unlike the "refugees" in Boluogu, most of them were Manchu real barbarians. Just in terms of their size, these real barbarians had a big body, and some fierce real barbarians were still resisting stubbornly until now. They were eventually wiped out one by one.

"We fight to the death, and let the Liaodong Division get the advantage." Zhang Li walked to Wang Yi and sighed in a low voice. In the Battle of Tanghe, Zhang Li did not agree with Wang Yi's arrangement, but Wang Yi did not forget about his promotion after the war and was promoted to the Staff Bureau of the Tanks Division. The two of them were able to enter.

"As a staff officer, there is no way?" Wang Yi was also a little unwilling to say.

"The solution is to have it, you are afraid of something happening." Zhang Li said.

“Tell me.”

"There is one in the "Cao Dian": After the enemy surrenders, if the attitude is correct, the military chief can temporarily requisition the military husband according to the situation of the war." Zhang Li said: "Let's just say that the situation in Haizhou is urgent. Is it enough to requisition all these Eastern Barbarians and True Wilds?"

"Sure enough, something is going to happen." Wang Yi said disdainfully: "As the Pioneer Division, how can you fight with these burdens? Forget it, we and the Liaodong Division are for the Ming Dynasty and for Your Highness."

Zhang Li touched his nose and smiled self-deprecatingly.

At the beginning, no one knew what the Crown Prince had to let the officer look at the map, especially the Wanguo Kun Map. I am afraid that he would not go so far in his life. However, as he looked, he found that the originally vague concept of the country gradually became clear. "Ming Dynasty" was like everyone's common home. Brothers in the family could not be petty, but they must not let outsiders take any advantage.

"Ask the instructor whether it is appropriate to continue marching to attack Haizhou." Wang Yi patted Zhang Li on the shoulder and conveyed the task of running errands.

The feedback from the instructor is that the morale of the army is available, especially because the battle of closing down can be said to be crushed and the morale is strong, so we can go to Haizhou.

Just when Wang Yi was about to reorganize his army, She An brought a light cavalry guard to chase him, stopped the Tank Division and continued to advance, but turned to the on-site defense to consolidate the entrance of Liangfang.

"Do you want to ask why?" She An looked at Wang Yi with a spring breeze on his face.

Wang Yi shook his head: "Soldiers regard obeying orders as their duty, and only ask for orders but not other questions."

She An laughed and said, "Our army is now the First Army of the Ming Dynasty Guards, so the First Battalion is naturally expanded into the First Division. Although it was a little later than the establishment of the Second Army, they were still on the number."

The officers in the entire military tent were surprised.

"However," She An paused, "We are still a guest army on the battlefield in Liaodong, and we are only serving as auxiliary attackers. So, except for my first division, General Xiao Mo, the second and third divisions no longer went to Liaodong, but followed His Highness south to Fujian."

"The order given to the department is..." Wang Yi asked.

"Reorganize on the spot, gather the Han people from Liao and Liao for training, and select the best to supplement the troops." She An said: "We are now in the division, but the number of troops is still in the battalion. The General Staff agreed that we recruit troops on the spot to make up for the vacancy."

"Teacher Commander," said Wang Yi, "Then how can we reorganize on the spot? Shouldn't we advance more quickly and rescue the captured people!"

This is a battle for soldiers, so you can't fall behind the Second Army!

"Didn't you just say you don't ask anything else?" She An laughed and said, "It depends on your little thoughts! The Second Army has been in the army for a long time and there is no need to replenish local troops. We can replenish locally, but it doesn't mean that the recruits don't have our share. According to my opinion, if you can, you can make up for it, it's nothing if you can't make up for it. It's better to have a stadium to play basketball first."

Everyone smiled, She An raised her hand and asked the accompanying instructor to get up to announce the notice.

"Our army fought in Liaodong, which exposed many problems." The instructor's face turned pale: "The most important thing is that some people think that when we fight, the Liaodong army picks fruits, this idea of ​​standing up on the mountain is extremely unsatisfactory."

Wang Yi looked at Zhang Li with a squinted eyes.

Zhang Li twitched the corners of his mouth and made a strange face, but no one could see it.

Of course, the instructor is not a god, and he has the ability to see the wind, but this kind of thought is becoming more and more common, and it directly shows that it looks down on the Liaodong division, and even caused several fights, which naturally made the instructor department pay special attention.

"Now I want to read a command to resettle the soldiers from the General Training Department of the Grand Governor's Office." The voice of the instructor gradually melted a little, and he said: "To encourage the soldiers to fight bravely, the fields in the Liaodong Recovery Area are specially allocated to all the soldiers who fought bravely. The details are as follows..."

According to the time of leaving the pass and entering Liao, based on the 19th year of Chongzhen, each soldier was given 100 acres of grain land. After that, every year of service in Liaodong, a 50 acres of grain land was given. Non-commissioned officers at all levels increased by one to five additional land allowance. The officers increased 10% of grain land per level on the basis of soldiers. In other words, if they reached the major general class in Xiaodonglou, they could be assigned 170 acres of basic land, and every year of service in Liaodong, an 85 acres were added.

During the service of the soldiers, the Liaodong Division sent people to cultivate the land, and the soldiers themselves could get land profits and dividends. This dividend is the estimated grain yield per mu, which is converted into silver according to the national grain purchase price and deposited into the soldiers' accounts in the Imperial Bank.

If the soldier does not apply for retirement and takes care of himself, the contract will be automatically renewed and the land dividend will be deposited every year.

If you apply for personal management of the land, you will stop distributing dividends after the local government confirms the land limits and you will be responsible for your own profits and losses.

"Land and dividend rights can be passed on to future generations." The instructor said: "As long as the Ming Dynasty does not collapse, the money will not run away. However, during your service, you will be paid net profits without management fees. After retirement, you will have to deduct 5% of the income from the dividends, so..."

"I have developed after serving in Liaodong for a hundred and eighty years." She An is the biggest beneficiary of this policy here, so of course he said happily.

"Are there any brothers who died in the battle?" Wang Yi asked.

"Yes, as long as the brothers who died in Liaodong are all calculated to serve here for ten years." The instructor obviously memorized it very well and said quickly: "If there are children, they will be inherited by their eldest son, and there will be a forced fund for other children to live until they reach adulthood. If there are no children, the instructor will adopt an orphan for them as usual and inherit the incense of the incense. This is the old rule."

"What about so disability?"

"If you are willing to stay in Liaodong, you can transfer to the local area first, and still calculate according to service. If you are unwilling to stay in Liaodong, refer to the previous disability allowance and policy arrangements." The instructor said: "What else is there? If you think of something in the future, you can tell your instructors at all levels, or you can ask the instructors, and you can also write directly to the General Training Department of the Grand Governor's Office. Do you know?"

"The Liaodong Division is the same?" Zhang Li couldn't help asking.

"The Liaodong Division does not have it," the instructor said lightly, "and there will be no Liaodong Division soon." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!