Chapter 050
Zhang Huairen, who lives in Zhensan Mountain, has a very rich family. He actually owns more than 150 sets of armor, more than 600 spears, lances, and horse spears in total, and more than 200 fine pewter poles.
There are more than 400 long and short knives in total, more than 8,000 kilograms of pig iron, more than 300 sets of plows and columbians for plowing the land, and there are not many fire guns, only 21.
The most shocking thing that made Cheng Shijie break out in a cold sweat was that there were actually four Thunder Guns at the gate of Zhangzhuang Village.
Xunlei Gun was a master of weapon invention during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. This fire gun, named Thunder Gun, is actually the original version of a machine gun. It has eighteen gun tubes and is fired in a rotating wheel. Once loaded, it can fire eighteen rounds in a row. A five-cent lead piece, five cents is 18.6 grams.
Although this kind of firecracker is troublesome to load, difficult to build due to its high cost, and not equipped with troops, it has become an artifact used by landlords and powerful families to guard their homes and courtyards.
If these bandits had not surrendered at that time, but had taken advantage of Ning Haijun's intensive attack to open fire, just these four 18-barreled Thunder Guns would have been enough to cause dozens of casualties to Ning Haijun.
This thing has a large caliber and a large amount of explosives. Although the accuracy is not high, it can ignore the defense of armor. Even the white-armored soldiers of Jiannu wearing three layers of armor can only kneel down and sing the song of conquest when encountering a thunderbolt.
"nice one!"
Cheng Shijie smiled and said: "Look everywhere, even if you scratch the ground three feet, you still have to find all the thunderbolts."
"Just these four. It is said that one Thunder Gun costs one hundred and eighty taels of silver."
"It's a pity. Take them all back and study them slowly."
There were so many seized this time. If Qin Wu hadn't bought more than a thousand large trucks, it would have been difficult to transport all the supplies.
Just over 50,000 kilograms of cotton can be loaded into more than 100 large trucks. There is no way. Although the cotton is not heavy, the problem is that the quantity that can be loaded on the large trucks is limited. As for food, cloth, and gold and silver jewelry, they also had a lot of them. They also found a crystal carriage and a citrine money tree in Zhang Huairen's treasure house.
Faced with Zhang Huairen putting these two treasures in a box of gold leaves, Cheng Shijie didn't know what to say.
Zhang Huairen had more gold than Qin Wu, totaling three thousand taels. Taking fifty taels as one ingot, even fifty taels and one ingot of gold was actually very small.
Cheng Shijie couldn't bring it back to future generations at once, but the most important thing was that the money was too little.
"This is wrong!"
Cheng Shijie frowned and said: "Qin Wu supports more than 4,000 people and has more than 50,000 taels of silver in stock. Although there are few people in Zhensanshan, they have been here for longer, so they should have more than this little silver!"
On the way to pursue the Zhensanshan headquarters, they also picked up more than a thousand taels of silver. On average, each bandit carried four to five taels of silver. However, when they went to their hometown, they found no silver. This was obviously a problem.
Just when Cheng Shijie asked Ning Navy soldiers to search everywhere, a young girl who looked like a maid, about fifteen or sixteen years old, timidly stepped forward and said: "Slave... slave, you know where their money is!"
"where?"
The maid pointed to a stone table in Zhang Huairen's yard and said, "That's it!"
"Down there?"
"no!"
The girl thought for a while, picked up her copper hairpin, walked to the stone table in the pavilion, and gently scratched the paint on the stone table with the hairpin. As the paint layer peeled off, a silvery light was revealed.
Cheng Shijie couldn't help but look in the direction of Zhang Huairen: "This guy is really a talent!"
This stone table was placed in the open air, and it had no patterns engraved on it. It seemed to be crudely made. Cheng Shijie passed by this place four or five times and found nothing unusual.
This rough-shaped stone table weighs a full 1,600 to 700 kilograms. Even the six stone stools around the stone table are actually made of silver.
Zhang Huairen's total silver here is more than 2,600 kilograms, totaling more than 41,600 taels. Adding more than 7,000 taels of silver in pieces, it is less than 50,000 taels.
When Zhang Huairen proposed to buy his life with fifty thousand taels of silver, he actually emptied his family fortune.
"General, what to do with these prisoners?"
Cheng Shijie thought for a while and said: "Take them back first and interrogate them one by one. Anyone with murder or fraud cases will be killed. Those who don't have murder cases or fraud cases, but just block the road to grab some money, will be thrown into the mines and farms to let them reflect on it." Year!, by the way, if there are murder cases, we must also find out. Those who robbed the rich and gave to the poor left a way to survive and let them go to the mines for fifteen years of labor reform. Those who massacred the villagers should not be polite to them!"
Song Xiance was obviously relieved. Cheng Shijie was soft-hearted. As a lord, kindness is the blessing of his subjects. But the problem is, blindly bullying good people is not a good thing. Fortunately, Cheng Shijie is not just a good person. He does not lack the coldness and iron-bloodedness necessary for a general, but he is just not cold enough or iron-blooded enough.
"Lord."
Song Xiance saw that there was no one else around, only Chen Guodong looked like a statue. He lowered his voice and said: "I don't know, my lord, how to deal with this village!"
Cheng Shijie originally wanted to give up this village.
However, Song Xiance had different considerations. There is a huge difference between this place and Linglong Mountain in Qinwu. Linglong Mountain is just a mountainous area with almost no suitable arable land, but here is a plain. The fields developed in Zhangzhuang Village alone are more than 6,700 acres. Due to the land Located in the Rushan River, irrigation is very convenient. These are rare good lands.
Song Xiance said: "Lord, this place does not appear in the official records!"
"you sure?"
Song Xiance said: "Ninghai Prefecture has a county within eighty miles, but there is no record of Zhangzhuang Village!"
This matter is very strange to say. In fact, in the late Ming Dynasty, official administration was corrupt, and many landlords and powerful farms were not included in the official records, not only the fields, but also the population. Just like it started in the sixth year of Wanli and lasted for three or four years, 155 million acres of unreported cultivated land were finally cleared, and the national cultivated land area was 786 million acres. However, by the 30th year of Wanli, the cultivated land area reached the highest level in the history of the Ming Dynasty, which was 1.162 million acres (according to the records of Ming Shenzong). However, by the Chongzhen Dynasty, only 784 million acres were left. mu. (public accounting records)
However, from the 30th year of Wanli to the fourth year of Chongzhen, there was actually only 30 years. In just 30 years, 378 million acres of land disappeared from the imperial court's land register.
These fields were either abandoned by farmers who were overwhelmed by the burden, or they were concealed by gentry and powerful people.
"My lord can set up a military garrison here and move a hundred households from Ninghai City to it!"
Cheng Shijie originally wanted to demolish the houses in Zhangzhuang Village. These were made of high-quality bricks and tiles. If they were to be occupied by force, it would be a good choice. First of all, it was very close to Ning Haijun's Purple Mountain Camp, only seventy-five miles away. If something unexpected happens, Ning Haijun can arrive within a day.
"So good!"
The plan changed, but there was more leftover. Originally, Cheng Shijie planned not to leave even a nail, but now he not only needs to leave some supplies, but also needs to leave a certain amount of food.
Fortunately, I changed my plan. When I came, the autumn grass was withered and yellow. In just three days, when I went back, there was snow in the air. Overnight, the snow could be buried up to my calves.
Snowflakes were still flying in the sky. There was no sun in the gloomy sky, and no tangible clouds could be seen. The low-hanging sky was like an upside-down cauldron, shrouding the vast white land. The dense chill in the air made everyone's blood unknowingly approach the freezing point.
Despite the cold weather, Ning Haijun's more than 2,500 soldiers felt like their hearts were on fire. Because of this easy battle, they captured a large amount of supplies and money.
Cheng Shijie also asked Song Xiance to write an official document reporting his victory and send it to Dengzhou City.
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Dengzhou City, Denglai Governor's Yamen.
"Master Futai, it's time to eat!"
"I can't eat it!"
When Sun Yuanhua received the information that had been forwarded to Jinzhou, he was so angry that he threw the inkstone he had used for eleven years. Wu Xiang and Song Wei led 6,000 elite Guan Ning troops to support Dalinghe, and suddenly encountered Huang Taiji, who led 200 cavalry to patrol.
Huang Taiji ordered his men to attack the Guan Ning Army fiercely. The 6,000 elite Guan Ning Army were actually defeated by Huang Taiji's 200 soldiers. He failed to support the old lady Linghe three times in a row. Zu Dashou was already in a hurry. He asked for help from Jinzhou and the capital one after another. .
Are there any reinforcements in the capital now?
The only elites that could be mobilized were the Denglai New Army in the hands of Sun Yuanhua, and the troops he accepted from the Dongjiang Army, including Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi, and Li Jiucheng, totaling more than 3,000 troops.
Including the newly formed Ning Navy, Sun Yuanhua can mobilize more than 12,000 troops, but these elites cannot be moved in Shandong. Once these troops are moved, God knows what will happen.
He was really afraid that as soon as he stepped forward, someone would steal his back foot. Pointing to Shandong Dusi and Shandong Beisi, the sow can climb the tree.
"You're so stupid. Not to mention 14,000 elites, even if there are 14,000 pigs, the slaves won't be able to catch them all in a month!"
In Sun Yuanhua's view, the Liaoxi generals were just a bunch of stupid pigs, knowing that Huang Taiji led the Jiannu and Mongolian coalition forces to have more than 50,000 troops. Such a huge force could not be shaken by just 2,000 or 6,000 men.
However, Guan Ning's army sent thousands of troops up at a time.
When Sun Yuanhua thought of the word "send", he almost didn't mention it in one breath.
Now he finally understands why those people sent Guan Ningjun soldiers to die again and again. This is damn politics, fighting for the sake of struggle.
This is truly the darkest, dirtiest, and meanest. The most shameless and despicable method.
Because it was Sun Chengzong who was in charge of Liaodong, they would do anything to bring Sun Chengzong down.
More than 14,000 well-equipped soldiers of Guan Ning's army were abandoned as chess pieces.
"Shuzi, Shuzi...he is his mother."
Sun Yuanhua was so angry that he kept yelling.
Xu Dacheng didn't know who Sun Yuanhua was scolding. He only knew that Sun Yuanhua was in a very bad mood now. But now this official document reporting victory may make Sun Yuanhua feel better.
"Lord Futai, good news!"
