Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven Talking Speculation, Landing by Boat
"This blend is good and tastes very good." Mao Wenlong liked the slightly spicy Kung Pao Chicken very much and nodded in praise.
Guo Dajing pointed to the vegetable plot in the corner of the small courtyard. He had just planted it and the seedlings had not sprouted yet. He said with a smile: "I heard that peppers were introduced from overseas. I will buy some from a merchant. When they grow, they will grow."
Someone will be sent to Shuai Mao."
Mao Wenlong heard that it was an overseas product, but he didn't know the truth or authenticity. There was no surprise on his face, and he said: "I just don't know if it can adapt to the water and soil? Liaodong is getting colder and colder, and it's hard to grow crops!"
The peak of the Little Ice Age has arrived, and the climate can only get colder. The temperature in spring is low, and autumn and winter come early. It is not surprising that the original traditional crops failed or failed due to insufficient growth period.
But the difficulties are equal, and they are the same for both the Ming Dynasty and the Jianlu. The Ming Dynasty caused civil unrest due to disasters, and the Jianlu also suffered from famine. It depends on who can support it better and have the best solution.
With potatoes and rye, Guo Dajing was still very confident. The famine in Jianlu also made his idea of competing for the population more certain to be realized.
The current army and civilians in Dongjiang Town alone, even if all the people are soldiers, do not have the numerical advantage to overwhelm the Jianlu. But with the addition of the hundreds of thousands of Liao people in the Jianlu area, it is possible to defeat the Jianlu.
The harsh rule, brutal exploitation, and famine caused by disasters created conditions for the Liao people to be won over by the Jianlu people.
As long as he can feed these Han people, Guo Dajing will take action. Except for a few hardcore traitors who enjoy glory and wealth, who would be willing to be a slave?
This is to develop and grow, not relying on food and wages from the court or soldiers from the interior, but forming a virtuous cycle of self-sufficiency in Liaodong.
Ambitions, or rather ambitious plans, were buried deep in Guo Dajing's heart.
The thinking of later generations and the contempt for imperial power and superiority made him walk on a path similar to but different from Mao Wenlong.
Although Mao Wenlong was domineering and looked like a warlord, he was not a separatist in the true sense. Otherwise, he would not have been killed by Jiao Zhao.
But Guo Dajing would not let anyone else, not to mention the emperor, not even the King of Heaven. To put a gilt on his face, he did it to prevent China from sinking, and to keep China from sinking.
While drinking lightly and slowly, Mao Wenlong and Guo Dajing talked a lot, and Guo Dajing also talked a lot. Perhaps Mao Wenlong rarely felt so relaxed and talked so freely.
The key is speculation in conversation. Some of Guo Dajing's ideas and opinions are quite similar to Mao Wenlong, and some even coincide with each other.
"We must continue to fight against the Jianlu, not only to train troops, but also to give hope to the Liao people in the Jianlu area. If Dongjiang Town collapses, their hearts will die, and they can only endure the cruel rule and become slaves to the Jianlu."
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Guo Dajing poured wine for Mao Wenlong and continued: "This is not what I will take for granted, but I have personal experience. If I hadn't met Brother Zhou Qingzhou of Ludao, I couldn't find a way out even if I wanted to escape, and I could only live blindly.
Just luck."
Mao Wenlong naturally knew about Guo Dajing's experience. Hearing Guo Dajing's heartfelt emotions, he nodded in agreement.
"It's a pity that due to limited money and food, we cannot rescue and accept too many Liao people." Mao Wenlong lamented: "Even if they are accepted, they will still be forced to flee to the interior to survive due to the lack of food and clothing."
If they can be rescued, they must have food to feed them, so that they can become an ever-expanding source of troops for Dongjiang Town. Otherwise, they will either starve to death or cross the sea to flee inland.
In history, when Governor Yuan controlled the food and wages of Dongjiang Town, many Liao people starved to death, and many more died of starvation. By the time Dongjiang Town fell apart, the number of soldiers and civilians had been greatly reduced.
Guo Dajing has a way, but he can't say it now. The planting of potatoes and rye needs to be effective; it will also take time to build a transportation line to purchase grain from the south.
There is also marine fishing, to be precise, whaling. There are minke whales, fin whales, blue whales in the Yellow Sea and Bohai Sea, and occasionally right whales and killer whales can be seen.
The Changshan Islands, mainly oceanic islands, were China's whaling base in modern times. It is not uncommon to encounter whales here, especially in ancient times, when there was no large-scale and widespread hunting.
Production is also about fighting, planting, fishing, breeding, and enough food are the basic conditions for Dongjiang Town to develop and grow.
"Shuai Mao." Guo Dajing pondered for a moment, raised his glass and said, "When the general comes back from attacking Liaoyang, can you mobilize two large ships and sailors from the navy?"
Mao Wenlong took a sip of wine and looked at Guo Dajing with a smile, his question was obvious.
Guo Dajing said: "I have heard that there is a kind of big fish in the sea. It is huge and can weigh several thousand kilograms. It often appears in April and May in spring. The location of the ocean island is excellent and it is also rich in other fish, so it should be the best base.
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Ocean Island is an important fish spawning ground in the northern Yellow Sea and one of the four major fishing grounds in my country. It produces yellow croaker, Spanish mackerel and snakehead fish, and is also rich in sea cucumbers, abalone and black sea urchins.
Especially the Hongshi Pier on the side of Guanmenzui. Legend has it that a fisherman cast a net and sold the herring he caught for eight dou of silver, so it is also known as eight dou of silver.
However, the wind and waves around the ocean island are also strong, and fishing is also dangerous. But if it is a large navy ship, the safety will naturally be greatly increased.
Then install a crossbow on the ship. Although it is not as sharp as the whaling cannon, in the right season, the probability of catching whales is still very high.
The key is that the navy in Dongjiang Town does not fight very frequently. Most of the time, it is used as a troop transport. Jianlu has no navy and has given up on offshore waters. If it wants to fight, there is no chance.
Instead of being idle, it is better to turn to fishing. Catching a whale weighs dozens of tons. The whale meat can be eaten, the whale oil can be used to light lamps, and it can also be used to make incendiary bombs. It has a wide range of uses for both the army and the people.
"I have also heard about big fish weighing thousands of kilograms." After listening to Guo Dajing's description, Mao Wenlong nodded slightly and said, "In this case, you should concentrate on fighting. I will make other arrangements for fishing. If I need your advice,
, and then let them come to you."
Haiyang Island is not big, there are not many troops stationed there, and there are no decent generals to lead it. But what Guo Dajing said was very tempting, and Mao Wenlong also took it seriously.
Guo Dajing didn't take it seriously. With multiple ocean islands, there are multiple jobs, which is really tiring. Besides, as long as you tell the method, others may not be able to do it well.
Whale meat, I heard it is as tender as veal, but I have never tasted it!
Guo Dajing thought of the products of Ocean Island again - sea cucumbers, abalone, and black sea urchins, which are delicious and nutritious.
Of course, even if a large navy ship is used for fishing operations, it is impossible to have the equipment and efficiency of later generations. But at least the navy is idle when it is idle. If the fishing volume can be increased, the food for the military and civilians can be improved.
You must know that the cheapest source of protein is fish. You can rely on the mountains to eat, and the sea to eat the sea. Dongjiang Town has not done enough in this regard.
To put it bluntly, the lack of arable land is a problem, but starting a side job can also solve many problems. Let's talk about the soldiers. If they only eat food, their physical strength cannot keep up, and they will be at a disadvantage when fighting with the captives.
Anyway, Guo Dajing made his own suggestion. If Mao Wenlong didn't take it seriously, he would build or buy a ship in the future, a large sea-going ship. It would be useful for both business and fishing operations.
After eating, drinking and chatting, two hours had passed unknowingly. Mao Wenlong got up and left slightly drunk, rejecting Guo Dajing's farewell.
"We will set off at noon tomorrow. Please make some arrangements at home." Mao Wenlong took the reins of the horse and said to Guo Dajing: "One morning is enough for you to prepare, right?"
Guo Dajing nodded, bowed and said, "I will thank Marshal Mao."
Mao Wenlong smiled and waved his hand, got on his horse, and rode away accompanied by two soldiers.
Guo Dajing turned around and went back to the house and told Sister Li Xiu that he was going to fight tomorrow.
Although she had known that her man was going to lead troops to fight in a war, Sister Li Xiu was still depressed and worried after hearing the news.
Silently packing the man's things, Sister Li Xiu was doing it for the first time and didn't know what to bring.
"Just bring a few clothes." Guo Dajing saw the woman's confusion and confusion, and said with a smile: "It won't take long for her to be back."
The things in Sister Li Xiu's hands stopped, wondering if Guo Dajing wanted to take them with her.
Guo Dajing gently took his wife in his arms, caressed her hand, and said: "Don't worry, I am a general, and I always stay behind and direct the war. These things are enough, no need to be busy anymore."
Sister Li Xiu opened her lower lips and said softly: "Be careful out there. I will see you off at the pier tomorrow."
"No one went to see me off. It would be too conspicuous for you to go." Guo Dajing said with a smile: "If the officers and soldiers below see it, how can they talk about me? Just stay at home and wait for my triumphant return!"
With that said, Guo Dajing pulled Sister Li Xiu's body, held her face in his hands, gave her a kiss, then turned around and packed it up himself.
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Jinzhou was besieged, and the government and the public were shocked, but the actual war was not so fierce and cruel.
Jianlu faced the city's artillery, and their attacks continued to fail. They also hoped to induce surrender, but Zhao led Jiao and the guarding eunuch Ji Yong remained unmoved.
Reinforcements from Borjin and Turg arrived from Shenyang and made two more attempts to attack the city, but still suffered many casualties and made no progress.
However, Governor Yuan's spirit and decisiveness in refusing to come to aid deeply shocked Huang Taiji and other senior officials of the Later Jin Dynasty, and the plan to encircle the point and mobilize reinforcements completely failed.
At this time, Jianlu had dug three trenches outside Jinzhou, completely surrounding Jinzhou. Seeing that the weather was getting hotter and hotter, Huang Taiji did not want to waste any more time, so he simply led his main force to kill Ben Ningyuan.
Faint move, absolutely stupid move.
Huang Taiji didn't even think about it. He couldn't even capture the newly built Jinzhou, let alone Ningyuan Jiancheng, which had been in operation for many years.
What awaits Huang Taiji is the fierce bombardment of Hongyi's cannon, and Jianlu's lightning crit flow will once again be defeated by the castle turret flow.
Of course, no one, except Guo Dajing, would have expected that Jianlu would be unable to sustain the cost of a long-term siege.
In his opinion, attacking Liaoyang and relieving the siege of Jinzhou was a good opportunity to gain maximum reputation and benefits at the minimum cost.
It is a trivial matter to make meritorious service on one's own, but to show the value of containing the Dongjiang Army is Guo Dajing's purpose.
After all, he is now a member of the Dongjiang Army, and it is impossible to escape the influence of this group. This is the general environment.
Early in the morning, Guo Dajing came to the military camp and inspected the commando team that was going to go out with him. Then he rushed to the workshop and took away the mines, iron clamps, iron caltrops and other items that he had worked overtime to make.
It didn't take too long for all the intense and busy preparations to be completed. Because of Guo Dajing's advance prediction, preparations were in progress, just waiting for the order to dispatch.
After noon, the commando team had a full meal and boarded the ship to prepare for departure. Mao Wenlong and Liu Xingzuo went to the dock to see each other off.
"If something cannot be done, don't force it." Mao Wenlong warned again: "General Liu will lead his troops to respond according to the original plan, and the location will be dozens of miles deeper."
"Don't worry, Commander Mao." Guo Dajing looked relaxed and bowed with a smile: "The general will not take any risks, and he will definitely return safely with his sons."
Liu Xingzuo patted Guo Dajing's arm, his concern undisguised. But he opened his mouth but didn't say much.
"Take care, Commander, take care, General Liu." Guo Dajing bowed, turned around, stepped onto the springboard, and never looked back.
The ships left the dock one after another and headed towards the northern land. Guo Dajing stood on the ship, looking out, squinting his eyes slightly, and the will to fight rose again in his heart.
Fighting is, after all, Guo Dajing's destiny and a responsibility that he cannot avoid in this era.
Behind him is Guanglu Island, which is gradually moving away, with his relatives, friends, and compatriots. In order for them to have a safer and broader place to live, he must rush forward, fight on the battlefield, and forge ahead.
Liu Qishi and Liu Xingzhi walked over while talking. On the boat, Liu Qishi had adapted a lot and his steps were quite steady.
"Sir." Liu Qishi was the first to speak: "Go deep along the Bili River, then walk across the mountains to bypass Haizhou, and you will not be far from Anshan. If you want to go faster, take the Piaozi River and cross the Qingtai Valley."
Liu Xingzhi added: "The original plan was to take the first route, but I was afraid that we would not be able to make it in time. Besides, it should be safer to take the water route."
Guo Dajing pondered for a moment and said: "We should act according to the original plan. We have already investigated it in advance and I feel more confident. As for the waterway, if we go too far into the land, we may be exposed if we are intercepted by Jianlu, so we have to withdraw."
He would rather walk more, climb mountains and ridges, and try to sneak in covertly. Although Mao Wenlong said there was no pressure, Guo Dajing knew that this was another good opportunity.
The former tried his best to aid the DPRK so that the face of the Ming Dynasty, the suzerain country, would not be disgraced; after the war, there was no time to rest and recover, and Jinzhou was in danger of being besieged. Mao Wenlong's image of being selfless and selfless became more full.
As far as Dongjiang Town is concerned, let the court see its important role and give preferential treatment in terms of food and salary. It doesn't need to be too much, which is enough to increase the combat effectiveness of the Dongjiang Army.
It is difficult for Guo Dajing alone to change history. But a little bit of accumulation will change from quantitative to qualitative changes.
The war to aid Korea was different from that in history, resulting in greater losses and smaller gains for the Jianlu captives. Even Huang Taiji launched the Battle of Ningjin about ten days later than in history.