Strictly speaking, Bai Minghe has never thought of fighting Annan on a large scale.
Moreover, Bai Minghe didn’t know what the Ministry of War prepared.
Standing on a low mountain in Qiongzhou, the white-famous crane saw not the beautiful scenery of Qiong, but the continuous military tent.
There are 1.8 million registered soldiers in the Ming Dynasty. Bai Minghe doesn’t know how many soldiers there are in China. He is qualified to know this data, but he has not asked now, and even if he guesses, he can’t guess how many soldiers there are.
"Didn't you say that a good man wouldn't be a soldier?" Bai Minghe bit his cigar and looked at the continuous barracks.
"In our village, those who don't join the army are not pure men!" Hua Wuqi held the sword in both hands and replied with a smile. Then he added: "Wearing a military uniform, as long as you wear it, you don't need to wear it, and you can easily say a kiss. If you want someone outside, just nod and you can pick people that night."
Bai Minghe raised his head high, looked at it with the corner of his eyes, and grinned.
What to say, what is there to say.
Facing Bai Minghe's provocative look, Hua Wuhui just smiled.
Zeng Tao said next to him: "General Hua married two houses, all of whom were ladies from a high school. The Japanese girl is not qualified to enter the Hua family. The daughter of a Siamese noble family is barely qualified to be a first-class concubine."
"Don't you talk about yourself?" Hua Wuqi asked with a smile.
Zeng Tao quickly changed the topic: "Sir, farming is definitely not the most enthusiastic thing at the moment. The fields need to be managed, but the young and strong males do not work in the fields. The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue have statistics. The first class in the house is half a soldier, the second is a good craftsman, and the third is a soldier."
Shangfu can be understood as the current first-tier cities except the Five Capitals, such as Yizhou and Yuzhou in Shu.
A half-school refers to knowledge. The following juren's identities include practical civil servants such as management, statistics, and accounting. These people already have the feeling of being a master, and can be said to be half aristocrat.
Good craftsmen. They are not ordinary craftsmen, technical managers and technical researchers, and senior technicians.
"The first class in the central government is craftsman, the second class is half-soldier, and the third class is soldiers. Xiafu, because the workshop has not yet developed, the soldiers are the first class. Once you have the opportunity to release, you will be the best soldier. This type is the most popular among the young and strong people in Xiafu. They come back after three years, build houses, marry wives, and take concubines, and everything is available!"
Zeng Tao explained to Bai Minghe in great detail.
Bai Minghe still didn't answer this, just asked: "Has the Holy Order been issued?"
"It hasn't been gone yet, but news came from the capital. This time it seems that it is planned to let Governor Yang lead the army, and all the chieftains and cave owners in Guangxi have arrangements. The lord may still be the supervisor."
Bai Minghe nodded. Then he turned around formally: "Brother Hua, once the official holy order is under the official holy order, I only have one opinion. The so-called royal family in Annan and the people who were trying to reset the family members back then. They were judged as treason. Their families and property were judged as nobles!"
"Treason, lord, just count the heads?" Hua Wuxu asked coldly.
Bai Minghe felt a little reluctant. But at this moment, he nodded heavily, thought for a while and added: "Those who are less than twelve years old will be killed and decided."
Hua Wuqi nodded slightly. He agreed with this point, and he also had a limit on being a human being. Just killing a child. But it is necessary for some people to kill him by sticks, or Lingchi.
In the distance, someone was suddenly dragged out from the military camp, and whipped it up, and then threw it back.
Bai Minghe frowned, picked up the telescope and took a look.
Zeng Tao said at this time: "Sir, the rules of these foreign soldiers are not strict enough, so students will make arrangements." After saying to Bai Minghe, Zeng Tao ordered someone beside him: "If you pass on the words, you will be unhappy. Let each battalion strictly abide by the rules. There will naturally be rules in the military camps, so that each battalion will strengthen the admonition. If someone does not abide by the rules in two days, the punishment will be doubled."
"Yes!" the little official ran to pass the message.
Bai Minghe frowned not because someone did not abide by the rules, but because he beat him out and was going to be too domineering.
Zeng Tao did not see Bai Minghe’s thoughts, but Hua Wuqi understood.
When Zeng Tao gave instructions to his subordinate officials, Hua Wuxue said to Bai Minghe: "Sir, you are still soft-hearted. That's a group of dogs. Instead of giving a few whips, he thought the owner didn't take him seriously. Those who were hit by a few whips might be happy. There is a saying that I want to say first."
"Brother Hua, please speak!" Bai Minghe said calmly.
"Siege is a trivial matter, but when eliminating those nobles, it is inevitable that some people will be implicated. It is easy to say that slaves, servants, as long as they surrender, they will probably live without a problem, but it is impossible to avoid suffering. But this maid is hard to say. According to my words, just protect the ordinary people, don't let the heavens get angry and the people complain."
It is impossible not to admit that Hua Wuxue is the truth.
No matter how strict the military rules are, it is inevitable that there will be some time when we can't control it. After all, this is the case in this era.
Not to mention the Goryeo soldiers, Japanese soldiers, Luzon and other places here, even the Chinese soldiers may not be able to control their belts 100%.
"Okay, the rules inside and outside the wall have been decided. Whoever can't control himself outside the wall can just cut it!"
Hua Wuqi nodded.
He knew that Bai Minghe could not stand the massacre of the city. Even in Europe, facing Byzantine's mortal enemy, had never done anything that was really angry with the heavens and the people were resentful. So the city was fought here, not the grassland, and the nobles' families must be different, and the country was destroyed.
It's not an ordinary small battlefield.
"By the way, those who voluntarily leave to work should be more generous!" Bai Minghe made another suggestion.
"Mr. Bai, what do you say if you don't leave voluntarily?" Hua Wuqi said in his heart that there is probably not even 30% of those who can leave voluntarily, so this must be asked clearly.
"You guys can do it!"
The white-named crane can no longer stop it, just as when he first started his overseas trade, the officials in the court could not stop him, and now he could not stop him. At the beginning, whoever stopped him was unable to make ends meet the livelihoods of millions of households, so no one could stop him. Now he is stopping the same thing, whether it is nobles, merchants, or soldiers, they need prisoners of war and slaves.
The fields in the inland China require slaves to farm, and the fields overseas also require slaves to work.
As he was talking, a minor official sent a telegram to Zeng Tao.
"Sir, the Holy Order has been issued. You are the commander-in-chief, and there is no military supervisor. The vanguard is General Mao Wenhu. You are required to re-establish Jiaozhi and give rewards to military households. The first governor Wenhua Hall still discusses it, but the first governor has already come down, and it is General Guo Deng, who demands that there are no old people from Annan in Jiaozhi."
"Annan will have a word in their history books called the Northern Territory Period. Well, order the Japanese to prepare to board the ship, Jialan takes the southern line, Mao Wenhu takes the northern line, and hand it over to General Lei Jingtian from the sea, and attack the whole line. Go tomorrow and start the war the day after tomorrow." Bai Minghe waved his hand. When things reached this point, he could not have any idea of ​​affecting the overall situation.
Zeng Tao went to pass the order, and Bai Minghe said to Hua Wuqi again: "Brother Hua, attack the Annan capital first, our elite soldiers are only 3,000 for you, Japanese, Goryeo, and Jurchen soldiers can give you 60,000."
"Get order!" Hua Wuxue left with a clasped his fists.
Bai Minghe picked up the telescope and looked at the continuous military camp, and sighed softly.
This battle is not a war. At least it cannot be called a war.
Not to mention the equipment of the regular army, even the equipment of the Goryeo soldiers is much higher than that of Annan. Under heavy artillery attacks, Annan has no way to defend.
Another reason for the war is that from the royal family to the soldiers, they are calculating how many slaves they can get. Annan is a small country, but it also has a population of one million. The Chinese Emperor Zhu Qiyu's policy to Annan was that no Annan person was needed to be left in Annan's territory.
The slaves here in the future will be slaves from the Sultanate of Delhi and from the South China Sea.
Baiminghe took a boat and left. This battle was a battle that needed no command. Even Yu Qian had never written any strategic report. Baiminghe's previous suggestion of soft invasion was completely denied, and all of them were denied, such as currency war, economy, food, etc., because Emperor Zhu Qiyu didn't need this.
Annan sent troops directly to eliminate them. Those who betrayed the Ming Dynasty were no longer Chinese.
The former Song survivors in Nanyang could obtain noble status, but Annan was not qualified.
Back on the Sagala Dragon King, Bai Minghe sat in the study, took a large iron bucket and started burning paper.
"What is burning?" Sun Yuanjun sat next to the white-known crane.
"War, you have to follow me." Bai Minghe complained and continued to throw paper into the bucket. Sun Yuanjun didn't answer the words, picked up one and looked at it, and smiled: "Husband is interesting. I don't even agree with writing about these things. No wonder the court did not listen to his husband's advice!"
It sounded interesting, and then Qinghe, who followed her in, picked up two of them.
"My husband has studied it carefully and found the origins of the ancestors of Nan'an people. How about a bet between me and my husband?"
"What?" Bai Minghe was very interested in listening.
Qinghe slapped her hands and asked the two maids to carry them out and burn them on the deck. The smoke in the cabin was too big. Then she said, "My husband said that those natives in America were survivors of the Shang Dynasty. What I want to say is that they are willing to be educated, and if they don't want to, they will become slaves."
Bai Minghe didn't respond because he realized that Qinghe seemed to be right.
Sun Yuanjun also said, "It was my husband who spent a few years to make our China a tiger. Can we still make this tiger a cat? Sister Xueer said that this time it was not a war at all, but just to take Annan back and then turn those chaotic people into slaves. There is always so much land to be managed."
Looking at the two women, Bai Minghe couldn't even say a word and could not refute it. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
ps: It's Friday again, alas...
Chapter completed!