Liu Wei looked at the smoke rising in the southwest. The Korean soldiers were already very close. Fortunately, the fortress was basically completed and he was not afraid of Jiang Hongli causing trouble.
He felt confident that Little Thirteen could be of great use and should be nurtured well in the future.
Even after reprimanding Ye Ye, he planned to deal with Jiang Hongli and the white-eyed wolves. After thinking for a while, he felt it was a bit tricky, so he turned around and called the head servant and his adopted son to the big tent to discuss matters.
Liu Zhaosun was well prepared and was the first to arrive. He suggested that his foster father and the supervisor of the army should talk first.
The matter of killing the vassal commander was, to put it more seriously, a false edict. It was a serious crime that could be punished with death. If there was no back-up plan, and there were only a few civil servants who had close friendships to help wipe the butt, there was no need for the emperor to speak, and the officials and censors could The spittle and stars can drown people.
Oh, later on a man named Yuan Dudu fell into this matter.
Zhenjiang guerrillas Qiao Yiqi and Jiang Hongli have a very harmonious relationship. They seem to be in a relationship. He must not be allowed to get involved in this matter. Kang Yingqian must do it.
Liu Zhaosun suggested that his father find a sword, pretend to be Shang Fang's sword, and kill him first and then show off.
Just like Yuan Chonghuan dealt with Mao Wenlong.
By the way, where is Marshal Mao Yuandudu now?
Mr. Liu laughed. There was no need to look for Shang Fang's sword. Kang Yingqian had one.
"Really? Then my adoptive father can borrow it."
Liu Wei was a little embarrassed because the Shang Fang sword was used by the supervisor to behead him.
"Hahaha, since I killed the Ming Dynasty's general, why can't I kill a North Korean marshal!"
Liu Wei couldn't help but laugh. He felt that what his adopted son said was reasonable, so he ordered the head servant:
"Pei Dahu, pick thirty elite servants, prepare weapons, and ambush outside the big tent. I want to do Xiang Yu today!"
Pei Dahu had followed Liu Wei for many years and was experienced in his actions. He immediately took the order and left.
Liu Wei looked at a piece of wolf skin hanging in the tent. It was hunted in Xuanda a few years ago. This wolf killed several sergeants in his camp.
During the bloody battle with Japanese pirates in Pyongyang, Liu Wei and his brothers were trapped in a deserted village, and the North Koreans did not even give them a drink of water.
"You bastards! A bunch of unfamiliar white-eyed wolves!"
Liu Zhaosun remained silent. He did not comment on the Koreans. He just looked at the camp in the distance, thoughtfully.
In the original historical plane, during the Battle of Sarhu, Jin Yinghe was one of the few Korean generals who persisted in fighting to the end.
Jin Yingha is the general of North Korea's Zuoying, subordinate to Deputy Marshal Jin Jingrui's army. He was a North Korean general who led his soldiers to fight to the death in the Battle of Sarhu. He was more than eight feet tall, had extraordinary arm strength, and was unparalleled in shooting.
In the final battle of the East Route Army, Jin Yinghe was determined to die, devoted himself to the war, and led his three thousand troops to fight to the end.
At the last moment, Jin Yinghe leaned against a big tree and took turns shooting with three big bows. After killing so many Jin soldiers, Ba Yala did not dare to step forward. Jin Yinghe died because he relied on the willow tree to kill the enemy, and he was known as "General Yiliu".
"Father, I heard that there are loyal people among the North Korean generals, such as the deputy general Jin Yinghe. After Jiang Hongli is killed, he will be made the commander-in-chief. With us as his backers, Lord Guanghae will not dare to settle accounts later!"
While Liu Wei and his son were making secret plans, Lord Guanghai's man, Marshal Jiang Hongli, was approaching the Shajianzi camp surrounded by his generals.
The left counselor of the North Korean parliamentary government, who was a civilian, did not ride a horse, but marched in a sedan. Eight strong soldiers struggled to carry the sedan and walked through the snow.
Inside the sedan chair, it was as warm as spring. The ambergris was burning brightly in the stove, exuding a charming fragrance. There were refreshment fruits and vegetables on the table, as well as a small plate of Pyongyang pickles.
A slender and charming beauty, with her breasts partially exposed, was kneeling and giving Master Jiang a leg beating.
Jiang Hongli held Zhang Zai's collected works in his hand, shaking his head as the sedan chair swayed:
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, and carry on the unique knowledge for the saints..."
The enchantress stretched out her hand to feed Mr. Jiang a mouthful of roasted meat, and her behavior was charming.
"I have read a good book. No wonder Your Majesty trusts me so much and entrusts me with the important task of rescuing Liaodong. What is your next plan?"
Jiang Hongli dropped the scroll and suddenly hugged the enchantress into his arms:
"I want to get promoted and make a fortune, so my wife will die. Hahaha. When I return to Seoul, I will definitely be promoted. Then I will change my account number and pay a small salary!"
The beautiful enchantress smiled angrily:
"Master, don't be anxious. The slave thieves have not been eliminated, and the slave family is still waiting to fight with the master on the battlefield."
Jiang Hongli felt angry and pulled the enchantress's skirt and coat to do things in the sedan.
"The master respects himself. He said in Seoul that he would not touch slaves. The heavenly soldiers are not far away, so why don't you think about how to help the heaven to destroy the Tatars?"
The enchantress pushed Jiang Hongli away, which made Jiang Hongli feel angry.
"The beauty is serious. Everything is under my control, master. You are too young to be able to grasp it. The water in the east of Ming Dynasty and Liaodong is very deep. The management and strategy are not in harmony with the imperial censor. The soldiers in the south and the north are like water and fire. The slaves and thieves will not be able to do it all at once. Damn it, you can’t believe those newspapers you read in Seoul. Come on, beauty, let me come and find out..."
At this moment, the sedan curtain was suddenly opened from the outside, and the leader of the soldiers shouted loudly, looking into the sedan.
"Master! Mr. Qiao asked you to go over, saying that you are almost at the Heavenly Soldiers Camp!"
"roll roll roll!"
Jiang Hongli was suddenly interrupted and lost his interest. He waved his hand to repel the soldiers, cursed and got out of the sedan. Before leaving, he touched Mei Ji's leg.
Zhenjiang guerrilla Qiao Yiqi led 500 Ming troops to accompany the Korean army. As a supervisor, he followed Jiang Hongli when they were on the other side of the Yalu River.
Because the literati cherished each other and had similar interests, in just a few days, this scholar who was a Jinshi in the 25th year of Wanli became a close friend with Jiang Hongli, a North Korean civil servant, who talked about everything.
Jiang Hongli was procrastinating before setting off from Changjun, blocking the march for various reasons. At one time, he said that there was insufficient food and grass, and at another time, he said that the soldiers' cotton-padded clothes were thin and it was difficult to set off. He only walked forty miles a day. If Yang Jinglue hadn't urged him frequently, he would probably have waited until Liu Jin After being killed, Jiang Hongli was still happily on the road.
The head servant helped Mr. Jiang to stand where he was. Jiang Hongli pushed the man away. He suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave and sneezed. When he looked down, he realized that there was still snow on the ground around him.
"The Dog Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is so aggressive and aggressive! We have to fight even when it's snowing!!"
Not far from Jiang Hongli, the dark North Korean army was trudging through the snow. The skinny North Korean soldiers were like little devils from hell. Many of them only wore linen clothes and were shivering in the cold wind. These were temporarily recruited from various ministries and prefectures in North Korea. soldiers, many of whom were farmers just two months ago.
In February and March in Liaodong and North Korea, the weather was still very cold. The food and cotton clothes that Liu Wei distributed to these North Korean soldiers were smuggled into North Korea at a high price by Mr. Jiang, who "lived for the people". They were imported and sold domestically, worth tens of thousands of taels. In this way, the money went into his own pocket.
"It's so cold, what should I do if the sergeant gets frostbite? Hurry up and ask for more charcoal fire from the heavenly soldiers! There is also food. By the way, where are the Qiao Yiqi people?"
"Back to the master, Mr. Qiao is waiting for the master two miles ahead. He said that the Heavenly Soldiers Camp is right in front! Mr. Liu is over there,"
"Hmph! You have a lot of arrogance, but you are only a small fifth-grade supervisor. It is really unreasonable!"
Jiang Hongli angrily scolded the Ming guerrillas for not knowing the current affairs and ruining his good deeds for no reason.
"Let him wait first. Our army doesn't have enough food and grass, so we can't compare with the heavenly soldiers, so we will naturally walk slower. Master, I don't have enough foot strength, so I will walk slowly. These Supervisors Qiao know this."
The head servant looked puzzled:
"Master, you sit in the sedan chair and don't walk."
Jiang Hongli was so angry that he hit the servant on the head with a folding fan:
"Idiot, it's a metaphor! A metaphor!"
When setting off from Changjun, the Korean army was short of food and grass. King Gwanghae of Korea and his favorite Marshal Jiang did not care much about the food of the soldiers below.
Soldiers from all walks of life in Korea were inexplicably involved in this battle against Houjin. They suffered from hunger every day. If the Ming army's front army had not buried food for them to support them, these people would have died of cold and starvation long ago. .
The Ming Dynasty was noble in culture but low in military. As a vassal, the same was true in Korea. The civil servants despised military generals even more than in the Ming Dynasty.
Jiang Hongli was quite disdainful of military generals. This disdain was not only due to the culture of nobles and military officials, but also stemmed from his early experiences in the capital of the Ming Dynasty.
After the Japanese Rebellion of Imjin, Jiang Hongli briefly served as a Chao Angel (an envoy sent by North Korea to the Ming Dynasty). The corrupt officials of the Ming Dynasty broke his yearning for the Kingdom of Heaven. When the Chao Angels passed through Shanhaiguan and entered the capital, Liaodong officials These North Korean envoys were searched desperately, and even the Korean paper (a North Korean specialty) carried by the envoys was not spared.
Not to mention that every time you enter the capital, it is a huge expense for the angels to take care of the capital guild hall, various yamen and even the eunuchs.
"General Jin, have you prepared Korean paper to give to the heavenly soldiers?"
Jiang Hongli glanced at Jin Jingrui, the governor of Ping'an Dao. Compared with other generals, this martial artist was considered to be a good warrior. Jin Jingrui had done a good job in privately negotiating peace with Da Jin Beile Daishan in the past few times.
"Sir, I'm marching with the heavenly soldiers to fight. The soldiers don't even have food and grass. Why are they carrying those things? They can't be used as food!"
Jin Jingrui spit thick phlegm in front of the Ming army camp. The joke about Ming officials asking for Korean paper spread widely in Pyongyang and was used by the Koreans to mock the officials of the Kingdom of Heaven for being greedy and even more barbarian than barbarians.
Several North Korean generals burst into laughter, and each of them cursed Ming Guo in a low voice in Korean, as if they were cursing the enemy who killed their father.
A military general next to him remained silent and did not participate in the crusade against the Ming Dynasty. He turned his back to everyone and looked coldly into the distance. His tall and burly figure stood out among the crowd.
Jin Jingrui raised his eyebrows and winked at Yu Hou next to him. Yu Hou understood and turned to the tall general and said loudly:
"Jin Yinghe, what are you looking at? The slave thieves are not in the east."
"To the east is the royal capital. I will be outside and miss you, your Majesty!"
"Do you still miss the royal capital?"
After hearing this, Yu Hou raised his voice with a ferocious expression:
"When you were in Seoul, everyone told you to march slowly and wait for the opportunity. You were not allowed to stand in the way of the slave thieves alone. Along the way, you, you piece of shit, kept urging the marshal! You even hooked up with Mingren. What the hell do you still have in your heart? Your Majesty?"
When Jin Yinghe looked up, he saw sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, not angry but intimidating.
"In the Japanese Rebellion of Imjin, the heavenly soldiers helped Korea recover. A certain boy was only three years old at the time. His parents were killed by the Japanese pirates. Fortunately, he was saved by the Ming army. He was saved by the Ming army. The Ming army was kind to Korea, and it was also kind to me. ,"
When he said this, he suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, pointed it at Yu Hou and said angrily:
"You are wolf-hearted and do not want to repay kindness. You trade with slaves and thieves for your own selfish interests. Now the Emperor of Ming Dynasty sends troops to capture the slaves and thieves. You are so timid that you still want to negotiate a peace with the slaves and thieves! You have done such an unscrupulous thing, sir. Does the emperor know?! Does the Ming Emperor know?!"
Yu Hou was shocked by this momentum. His fingers touched the river, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat. He was speechless for a long time. Deputy Marshal Jin Jingrui's expression remained unchanged. Several generals nearby put their hands on the scabbard, and Jiang Hongli stood in the distance. Looking over here coldly.
More than a dozen of Jin Yinghe's soldiers drew their swords one after another to protect him in the center.
A soldier galloped on his horse and went to the back to call for reinforcements from Jin Yinghe's men. The marching soldiers were frightened by the formation and stayed away.
Jin Jingrui was about to call the servants to come forward when a hoarse voice came from behind. When he looked back, it was none other than the commander-in-chief Jiang Hongli.
"Vice General Jin's heart can shine through the sun and the moon. Your Majesty often tells me that Jin Yinghe is a good general, but he has the talent to assist the Crown Prince. I need to pay attention to it. That's all. The Heavenly Soldiers Camp is just ahead. You all put down your weapons." , Could it be that they want to have internal strife in front of the heavenly soldiers! Where is the face of our country, North Korea?!"
Jin Yinghe slammed his sword on the ground, got on his horse, and galloped away with his soldiers, leaving a group of North Korean generals looking at each other.
When Jiang Hongli saw Jin Yinghe walking away, he turned back to look at Jin Jingrui and lowered his voice:
"You and Daishan were asked to negotiate a peace privately and act in secret. How did you let him know! Jin Yinghe is a stubborn bitch. The officials in Seoul want him to be dismissed and returned to his fields. Did he also know about the last time we sold military rations?"
Just when Jin Jingrui was about to answer, Tang Ma came to report that General Liu sent someone to pick everyone up and cleanse the generals.
Jiang Hongli rolled his eyes. The Ming army was currently stationed in Shajianzi and building a fortress. It seemed that they wanted to stay here for a long time. This was somewhat different from the information he had received a few days ago.
"Why doesn't Mr. Liu leave? According to the agreement, we will arrive in Hetuala tomorrow."
Before Liu Wei set off from Kuandian, Jiang Hongli had already learned the marching route of the East Route Army. Based on his understanding of Liu Wei, the reckless man Liu Dadao should be rushing forward at this moment, walking on the road to attack Hetuala, or he might have been trapped by the Jin army.
"Perhaps Liu Wei is timid,"
He comforted himself and immediately called to the generals:
"Go to the general camp and have a drink. If the army joins forces, the slaves and thieves will be defeated. This situation should come to light! Hahahaha!"
