After setting up camp, the hundreds of thousands of officers, soldiers and civilians of the Liaodong Army of the Ming Dynasty began to make rice and prepare dinner.
The food of the Ming army now is much better than the "beggar's version of the Ming army" in the early years - the new Ming Dynasty is rich! And because the Ming Dynasty now has fewer people and more land, almost the land that can support 40 million people is used by 40 million people, so the supply of various agricultural products is sufficient and the prices are relatively low.
Under such favorable external conditions, the Ming Dynasty's new army, which still had very strict internal management, could naturally provide good food for their soldiers. Especially when marching and fighting, they must have at least three full meals every day and one non-vegetarian meal... Only in this way can the soldiers have enough nutrition to ensure marching and fighting.
Liu Jinzhong, the governor of Liaodong, and Zhao Zhongyi, the admiral of Liaodong, two veterans who had served in the former Ming army, were now walking in circles among the troops with their hands behind their backs in accordance with relevant regulations. They were supervising the meals of the people below - the people below, in units of collars, were sitting around the field stove, warming themselves over the fire while having a steaming meal.
Today's meal for everyone is white flour steamed buns with pickles and broth, a small piece of pork for each person, and a bowl of white wine to warm the body.
The entire camp was filled with the smell of meat, wine and pasta. I heard that Liu Jinzhong and Zhao Zhongyi were both hungry - they could eat small meals when they were stationed, but they didn't get that treatment when they were marching and fighting, and they had to share the joys and sorrows with the people below!
So their meals are also the same, except the meat is bigger and the wine is more.
Moreover, these rules are not just talked about casually, they must be implemented!
If they take the lead in violating the rules, the young officers from Huangpu-Xiaolingwei Military Academy below may not be used to it, and they may report them. .
Although Zhu Heji will not dismiss them from their posts and investigate them for this matter, criticism is still inevitable... Where does this leave their face?
So I'd better stick to some rules and just be a senior in the military...
Although these two people are both admiral-level senior generals, they are "lonely" in the army. In front of the steady stream of high-quality military academy graduates, these "old warlords" are not worth mentioning at all.
It is no exaggeration to say that veteran general Zhao Zhongyi, who escaped from Henan with King Zhu, was even less powerful in the army than his son Zhao Hongkui.
At least Zhao Hongkui still has a group of classmates and students who can form a group and form a small faction. And people like Liu Jinzhong and Zhao Zhongyi are just "puppets" of the young officers below.
Although the two people felt a little unhappy that they had been ignored, they had to admit that the military cadets below were still very capable in following the rules.
The food for this army alone was placed in the army at the front and later stages, and probably only the servants could eat it!
If the Ming Dynasty back then could have had the one hundred thousand "four-legged elites" in front of them who had enough pay, food, equipment, and training, the Qingyao would not have been able to break into the Great Wall, and the bandits of all kinds would not be worth mentioning.
Liu Jinzhong and Zhao Zhongyi had completed their routine inspections and returned to the Chinese army tent where the stove had been lit and the whole room was warm. A long dining table has been set up inside, and a group of Ming army generals and the Mongolian Khan Burni have already sat down at the table, waiting for the meal to begin. Seeing them coming in, everyone stood up and saluted except Burni, who was proud of his identity.
Liu Jinzhong and Zhao Zhongyi politely greeted them to sit down, and then sat down themselves.
The steamed buns, pork, soup and wine for these senior officers were still hot and had not been served. Liu Jinzhong discussed lobbying Wang Fuchen with Liu Xuanchu, who had returned to the Ming Dynasty with Wu Yingqi.
"Liu Junshang, that Wang Fuchen is a well-known loyal slave of the Qing Dynasty. I heard that Kangxi trusted him very much. Is he really willing to sacrifice Shanhaiguan?"
Wang Fuchen actually became a loyal slave whose "loyal reputation spread far and wide"! I guess he didn't even think of it a few years ago, right?
"What kind of loyal slave is he?" Liu Xuanchu smiled, "I think he was assigned by Wu Sangui to lurk around Kangxi... but Kangxi didn't see through his true face and gave him a high official and a generous salary. As a result, he was reluctant to rebel. If he had been willing to rebel during the battle in Jingzhou, he would have been gone early in the morning!"
He twirled his beard and said with a smile: "This Wang Fuchen is a profit-seeking businessman. The reason why he refused to join Wu Zhou as agreed was simply because Kangxi gave him too much. But now Kangxi has become a mud Buddha crossing the river, unable to free himself. Guaranteed. What reason does he have for not surrendering? If he dares not to surrender, how difficult would it be for our 100,000 troops to storm Shanhaiguan?
But with just Shanhaiguan, Governor, are you satisfied? "
As soon as these words came out, not only did Liu Jinzhong's ears perk up, but other generals in the tent, including Khan Burni, all cast interested glances at Liu Xuanchu.
A Shanhaiguan is indeed not enough for “eating”!
Liu Jinzhong asked: "Master Liu, what do you mean..."
"Of course it's Beijing City!" Liu Xuanchu said with a smile, "Only Beijing City is a truly great achievement... This is an unparalleled achievement!"
Shanhaiguan indeed cannot satisfy the appetite of the 100,000 troops here. Zhu Heji originally thought that Kangxi would deploy heavy troops in Liaodong, so he spent so much money to form such a large Liaodong army.
But Kangxi did not follow his wishes... This man who was destined to be Emperor Shun of the Qing Dynasty seemed not to want to retreat outside the customs to drink from the northwest wind. Instead, he was planning to run away to Xi'an for the purpose of hunting in the west.
So the Liaodong Army is now a bit like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer!
It's all a waste of time. Killing is the right thing to do, and it doesn't take much credit.
And Beijing is worthy of the great contribution of the 100,000 Ming troops outside Guanwai!
"Okay!" Liu Jinzhong said with a smile, "Then Mr. Lao... As long as we can get Wang Fuchen to be our internal agent, next spring, we can regain the Shuntian Mansion in Beijing during the Ming Dynasty!"
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"Zhengyang, capture Kangxi...this is an unparalleled achievement!"
That night, in the Lianghekou camp of the Ming Army in Huguang, thousands of miles away from Liaodong, Zhuge Sanhe, who was good at pinching and calculating, was holding the hand of his son Zhuge Zhengyang and whispering about capturing Kangxi!
It turned out that Zhuge Sanhe did not go out in person, he just asked Su Zhanhai to lead the elite soldiers from the four towns under his banner, pretending to be a step-by-step camp. The purpose was to fish out Kangxi's ambush troops.
And as long as Kangxi's ambush troops are surrounded and deployed...then Zhuge Zhengyang will lead his troops to bypass Tang County and go north to surprise Nanyang, and the chance to capture or kill Kangxi will come!
"Capture Kangxi?" Zhuge Zhengyang was stunned. "Abba, didn't you say before that Kangxi could live to be at least forty years old, and that he could be Emperor Shun? Can I catch him?"
"Haha, those are all lies." Zhuge Sanhe said with a smile, "As a father, I know that Nalan Xingde will definitely tell Kangxi this... If Kangxi can't be caught this way, it's better to make him angry."
"Liar? What about Kangxi's fate..." Zhuge Zhengyang asked with interest.
"Well," Zhuge Sanhe said with a smile, "to be honest, even my father couldn't be sure about Kangxi's fate... If the Kangxi in that portrait really looked like me, then he should have lived to be sixty or seventy years old. And there is still a Mr. Right in fifty or sixty years. This is obviously impossible!"
"Impossible, impossible, how is it possible?" Zhuge Zhengyang shook his head repeatedly, "The Qing Dynasty has done this, how can Kangxi still have a destiny?"
"That's right." Zhuge Sanhe said with a smile, "Son, work hard and try to catch him... This is a great achievement for making the king!"
"Okay!" Zhuge Zhengyang nodded with a smile.
Just as the father and son were discussing good things, a voice suddenly shouted outside the door: "Prime Minister, Admiral... Rockets, there are rockets in the world!"
When Zhuge Sanhe heard this, the smile on his face disappeared, "This is Su Zhanhai's signal rocket... It seems that what I expected is true, Kangxi really ambush the army around Xinye!"
In this way, Nanyang will be empty and unprepared! "
Zhuge Zhengyang's eyes shone brightly, "That boy will immediately lead his troops to attack Nanyang!"
Chapter 637 Liu Xuanchu went to talk to Wang Fuchen, and Fat Zhuge divided his troops to capture Kangxi! (Please vote for me and subscribe)
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