A stout man named Ba Ya La was escorted in front of the two men by Liu Zhao and Sun Jiading.
Commander-in-Chief Ma Lin's scattered eyes regrouped, facing the Bagara, and he couldn't help but lean forward slightly.
"Bayinbu, the real Bayinbu of Niulu with a blue flag, Mr. Ma, do you recognize this person?"
"I also know him who turned into ashes. Tell me! Where did you take my son's body?"
During the Battle of Shangyajian, Ma Zhaoyuan, the youngest son of Ma Lin, the commander-in-chief of the North Route Army, retreated at the last moment to cover his father's retreat, and was surrounded by Bagala. The last time Marin saw his son from a distance, he was being beheaded by a ferocious Bagaya.
After escaping back to Kaiyuan, Ma Zongbing drank all day long to keep his mind away from Sarhu. Now, looking at the murderer in front of me, the pain is like the late spring cold in Liaodong, covering my whole body. Liu Zhaosun saw that Ma Lin's body was shaking involuntarily.
"I know that Jurchen customs favor their young children, so Nurhaci gave Duduo and Doer the most oxen. Ma Zongbing lived in Liaodong for a long time. He must have been influenced by Jurchen customs and loved Ma Zhaoyuan very much, right? My adoptive father and I were on the bank of the Hun River At the same time, we defeated the Xianglan Banner. Although we did not kill the culprit Amin, we also captured a lot of Niulu Ezhen. I have sent people to interrogate clearly. This Bayinbu is the person who killed General Ma’s relatives! So in the end We will bring him to Kaiyuan soon."
After Liu Zhaosun finished speaking, he waved his hands to the two servants to release Niu Lu's forehead. Bayinbu raised his head and glanced at Liu Zhaosun, shuddered involuntarily, and quickly lowered his head.
At this time, Ma Lin's mood recovered slightly, he gently shook the ink bamboo paper fan in his hand, and resumed his posture as a Confucian general. He slowly raised his head, looked at Liu Zhaosun, and said:
"I have a close relationship with your father. We are considered brothers who have died. Tell me, what do you want from Kaiyuan?"
Liu Zhaosun stood up suddenly, frightened Bayinbu and backed away.
"I, want, to open the original farmland, I want to convert my men into military households!"
Marin was slightly startled, as if he had heard a great joke. Turn worries into joy:
"Military households? Did I hear you correctly? There are still people who want to be military households these days! Did you go crazy fighting in the Hunjiang River? We don't have any extra land for you in Kaiyuan. Even if there is, you can't get it. .What do you think the few soldiers you brought are enough for you? To see off guests!"
Marin said that and walked away. Before leaving, he gave Bayinbu a hard look.
"Mr. Ma, our Liu family can't get it. If Nurhachi comes to get it, will you give it to you? He can kill your favorite young son, and he can also kill your other sons, including you of course! I know that the one between you and Shenyang Unlike the generals of Qunliao Town, you and the Tatars have a sworn hatred. That’s why I came to see you today.”
Marin walked to the door and suddenly stopped when he heard these words. Looking back at this little guard, his eyes were quite complicated. But I heard Liu Zhaosun continue to say:
"Bayinbu is just a small gift to General Ma. The general has 30,000 troops under his command, who can help you defend Kaiyuan. We only need 10,000 acres of wasteland in the north of the city." Liu Zhaosun paused here and said deliberately Emphasized: "It's renting seeds!"
Ma Lin smiled coldly: "Liu Wei only has 15,000 southern soldiers under his command. You are really arrogant!"
"They are the people from Liao I recently recruited. Thirty thousand is at least, maybe forty thousand."
Marin stopped talking. He had also heard various rumors in Liaozhong in the past few days, mostly about this small defense. What about summoning spirits, exorcising ghosts, defeating the army of the Later Jin Dynasty through methods? Marin has always scorned these ghosts and gods. However, not everyone is as wise as Mr. Ma.
The number of refugees now following Liu Zhaosun is conservatively estimated to exceed 50,000. Under the brutal persecution of Hou Jin Dynasty, the Liao people, who suffered deeply, have regarded this little hero who came out of the blue as their savior.
With the sudden increase in refugees around Shenyang, the generals of Liao Town became increasingly dissatisfied.
Some people compare Liu Zhaosun to the leaders of the White Lotus Sect, Luo Tingxi and Zhao Quan, who colluded with Mongolia to spread the chaos. Under his influence, the good people of Liaodong may become the White Lotus Sect members in Fengzhou during the Jiajing period, which is more harmful than the slaves.
Of course, now Liu Zhaosun, a small guard, cannot be brought to the stage, and he is not worthy of being impeached by the officials and censors.
As Liu Zhaosun continued to be promoted later, more and more evidence emerged about his collusion with White Lotus, Shamanism, Lamaism and even Catholicism in Liaodong, Shandong and other places. In the eyes of the officials, Liu Zhaosun would also become a model of the Ming Dynasty military attachés who were crazy for their own selfish interests. However, That's all for later...
Now in Liao Town, some of Li Rubai's subordinates suggested that Liu Zhaosun be put to death on the spot, lest the Tatars use shamanism to start a riot in Liao similar to the Gengshu Revolution during the Jiajing period.
Ma Lin is also worried about the safety of Kaiyuan City these days. He can't do what Li Yongfang, the consort of Fushun, did, opening the door and surrendering without saying a word, recognizing the thief as his father.
He had to avenge his son's murder, and he couldn't stand what Nurhachi did in Jianzhou. Mr. Ma judged that the wise Khan in people's mouth would eventually reveal his murderous true face.
The remnants of Marin's troops were defeated in the Battle of Sarhu, and mainly came from Xuanda, Jizhou and other places. At present, morale is low and everything is under attack. A few days ago, a group of Zhenglan Banner sentry horses appeared near Kaiyuan City and scared a Xuanda soldier to death. These people cannot defend the city.
Kaiyuan is now a place of world war. Can Liu Zhaosun really hold it?
Marin thought for a while. The new guard in front of him was quite capable, but he still didn't believe that he could raise his arms in Liaozhong and there would be a large number of responders. He decided to go to Shenyang in person to see what the 30,000 troops Liu Zhaosun said were true, and then make a decision. Immediately he said:
"Let me think twice about this matter. It's not easy for Liu Shoubei to come to Kaiyuan. He will rest in the mansion today."
Liu Zhaosun quickly handed over his hand and declined: "Things in the army are busy. It won't be too late to tell me when General Ma has thought it through. I will go back to Shenyang first, and this Bayinbu will be given as a gift to the General. We will see you later." After saying that, he stood up, saluted once more, and walked out with his servants.
Behind him, Mr. Ma sighed loudly:
"Young people are terrible, so what if you just defend Kaiyuan? The imperial court cannot pay salaries, and the customs and habits in the pass are getting further and further away from those in Liaodong. Everyone is more willing to deal with the Jurchens. Besides, the slave chiefs recruit Han officials, and the salary and salary will not change. Only I will fight to the end with Nurhachi! For others, it’s not a bad idea to switch to another employer, at least they can still keep their stomachs full.”
Liu Zhaosun didn't reply. On the way back to Shenyang from Kaiyuan, he kept chanting: "Cancer in Liaodong, cancer in Liaodong!"
Nowadays, Liao Town increasingly disapproves of the imperial court's style of play. After hundreds of years of marriage, trade, and integration, these Liaodong warriors find that they have more and more common topics with the Jurchens, and they have more and more common topics with the imperial court, the emperor, and the Liubu Pavilion. The old people have less and less common interests.
This is the cancer of Liaodong. In the seventeenth century, when the language was not yet unified, productivity was low, and transportation was backward, the predicament of Ming and Liaodong was almost unsolvable.
"Then give him radiotherapy! Kill all the cancer cells in Liao Town first. If Liaodong cannot be dealt with, Daming will also die of the disease."
Liu Zhaosun secretly made up his mind that it was necessary to open the country and stock up troops. Farming in this position is like inserting a scalpel into the Liaodong disease. The imperial court will provide itself with a steady stream of external force, and this external force is Liao's salary.
Ma Lin just agrees. If he doesn't agree, he will stay in Kaiyuan. This group of Qiu Ba in Liao Town didn't even dare to touch Jiannu, how could they dare to really fight against him?
The biggest breaking point right now lies in the imperial court. We must find ways to gain support from the cabinet. Don't ever come up with such a weird policy as "Liao people defend Liao soil" again.
Outside Shenyang City, there was a buzz of people. Wherever Liu Zhaosun appeared, political cheers broke out among the refugees. Liu Zhaosun made Liu Zhaosun think that he had become a superstar.
Jin Yuji stood guard at Chengen Gate in Shenyang early, standing on tiptoes like a watchstone to watch General Liu return. In the past few days after Liu Zhaosun left, she had another fight with Yang Qing'er, and there were two more scratches on her pretty face.
"The war between women can sometimes be scary!"
Liu Zhaosun gently caressed the face of this North Korean beauty:
"I'll take care of that wild girl when I get back to the Imperial Palace."
Liu Zhaosun comforted Jin Yuji and asked her to go back to the account and take out the handwritten letter Yang Hao gave him that day.
On the way, he happened to meet Shen Lian, a spearman. He hurriedly took out the envelope from his arms and handed it to the handsome Zhejiang soldier:
"Master Yang has already cleared the way for you to suppress the Fusi. Go to the capital and be a royal guard! Liu may ask you to do something someday in the future. Go!"
Shen Lian looked at the guard with some excitement, and said after a moment of silence:
"Several brothers from the capital, Mr. Shen, have thanked you, sir. The war is fierce and the battle is dangerous. Please take care of yourself, sir!"
Liu Zhaosun closed his eyes and waved his hands vigorously:
"Go, go. Remember, when you go to the capital, you will find someone. She is good at painting, and her name is Hokusai..."
