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Chapter 181 If you want to pacify Liaoning, you must first divide the land

But Chongzhen didn't see it that way. He patted the armrest of the imperial chair and said coldly: "Sun Guozhen and Mao Wenlong are from the same hometown, right?"

Wang Chengen quickly reported: "That's right, they are all from Zhejiang."

Chongzhen snorted and said: "That's no wonder. It seems that Mao Wenlong has always been friends with Sun Guozhen. It's time to change the governor of Denglai!"

Wang Chengen waited for a while, but saw that the emperor had no further information. Knowing that the emperor did not want to take action immediately and wanted to wait to discuss the matter, he continued to pick up the memorial.

"The Ministry of War has announced: Military towns in various places have been cut off from food and pay, and the morale of the military is unstable. Please long live the recruitment of soldiers and the early payment of food and pay."

Chongzhen sighed and said: "The imperial court is in financial distress. Let's put some pressure on it first and wait until next year."

After a pause, he added: "Each army must reduce the weak and retain the strong, and must not be pretentious. The number of soldiers should be determined according to the approved number, and food and salary will be issued after approval."

He didn't believe anyone, but he was sometimes too gullible. This was Chongzhen's contradictory character. He was suspicious and changeable yet headstrong. For an emperor, the consequences were extremely serious, serious enough to destroy a country.

But it is easy to know others, but it is difficult to deny oneself. Chongzhen was still an emperor who never admitted his mistakes, only passed the responsibility to others, and did not take responsibility.

When the country was still strong and could be maintained, these shortcomings of Chongzhen might not have great consequences. But in the late Ming Dynasty, when the country was in turmoil and suffered from natural and man-made disasters, it was fatal.

Because a Ming Dynasty that was riddled with holes would no longer give Chongzhen room for mistakes.

Similarly, Guo Dajing was also thinking very hard about the Battle of Jinzhou, forcing himself not to make any mistakes.

……………….

The dark clouds pressed harder to the ground, covering the vast fields, roads and mountains and forests.

First there were small snowflakes, like fluttering catkins. Then the snowflakes fell bigger and bigger, and the snowflakes were scattered one after another, covering the entire wilderness.

Guo Dajing, Li Weiluan and others finally completed the survey of Xiaoheishan, Shiheyi, and the nearby Pulandian Bay, and returned to Lushun Fort in the wind and snow.

After more than ten days, Guo Dajing was extremely serious and sent a ship to Pulandian Bay for a trial voyage to determine the best landing site.

At this time, Guo Dajing and others were on two large ships heading towards Port Arthur.

"The landing will take about two days before all personnel and equipment can be disembarked." Li Weiluan made an estimate and made a judgment.

Guo Dajing drank hot water, agreed with Li Weiluan's conclusion, and once again expressed his intention to lead the team to land in person.

Moreover, he will be the first batch of commandos to land, surprise and eliminate the captives in Shiheyi or Xiaoheishan, and create better conditions for the landing of large forces.

Although Jianlu is arrogant, he is not a fool. Just because there are no heavy troops stationed on the back road does not mean that there is no defense at all. At least smooth communication must be ensured.

In other words, there will be small bases along the way, which function as inns.

"In two days, Jianlu will not react so quickly." Guo Dajing was still confident and said with a smile: "Maybe it won't take that long. One day and one night will be enough to build a blocking position."

Li Weiluan nodded, seeming to be infected by Guo Dajing's confidence, and his mood became brighter, and he said: "The land distribution policy you formulated seems to me very good. I'm from Mao Shuai's side. I wonder if I can agree to it?"

The people in Dongjiang Town are all military households, so it is really easy to manage, and it is convenient to concentrate manpower and material resources. But the big pot rice lacks initiative and enthusiasm, and Guo Dajing does not approve of it.

By regaining Jinzhou and having a large amount of land, Guo Dajing formulated incentive measures.

The first is to provide a ten-for-one preferential treatment for military personnel.

In the past, the harvest of military households from farming went to the public, and they were only given rations. Now, if you farm ten acres, you will be given one acre of harvest after the autumn harvest, and the rations will remain the same.

This is a bit like the private land of farmers in later generations. You can use it freely, and whatever you grow is your own.

Don't underestimate this one or two acres of land. It's given to you for free. It's like earning more money out of thin air and allowing you to accumulate private property.

Conservatively speaking, the number of troops stationed in Jinzhou is 10,000. Even if there are 10,000 military dependent families, each family is allocated ten acres, which is 100,000 acres, and the private land is 10,000 acres.

Land is wealth and must be fully utilized to mobilize enthusiasm and enthusiasm for joining the army. At the same time, fields can also be used as pensions to give soldiers peace of mind.

"In addition to the pension, those who died in battle will be given ten acres of land to their families..."

Guo Dajing picked up the pen and paper, added another article, let Li Weiluan read it, and said: "This will allow the soldiers to have no worries, and more people will actively join the army."

Li Weiluan blinked and said, "These ten acres will belong to the military from now on? Forever?"

Guo Dajing nodded vigorously and said: "I feel that I call Ping Liao and exterminate the slaves every day, but I don't know what the benefits are to the soldiers and the people."

"If after the promotion of Pingliao, each person is given a hundred acres of land, then the enthusiasm and enthusiasm will definitely increase." Guo Dajing sat upright, looked at Li Weiluan and said: "It's still a little early, and it doesn't sound realistic. But let's do something first.

A small benefit to pave the way."

Li Weiluan smiled, a little bitterly.

The ultimate goal of pacifying Liao and exterminating slaves seems so far away. It is already extremely difficult for Dongjiang Town to survive, so how can it have the energy and capital to fight against Jianlu?

"Ten acres is enough." Li Weiluan nodded, exhaling some of the suffocation in his chest, and said: "With a home and a field, for soldiers, fighting is to defend their homes and protect their relatives."

Guo Dajing smiled and nodded, and said: "Yes, it is to let the soldiers have this consciousness and mentality. Serving the country and the people is far less important than having a few hundred kilograms more food at home."

"The yield of your potatoes per mu is more than three thousand kilograms!" Li Weiluan leaned back, squinted his eyes slightly, and murmured an estimate, "Three thousand kilograms is three hundred shi, and there are tens of millions of acres of fields in Jinzhou.

This this……"

Dude, you're not good at math!

If the weather is good, the average harvest of potatoes, rye, and corn will be almost the same... Guo Dajing rolled his eyes and threw the math problem to the back of his mind.

……………….

The wind blew snow flakes and hit them on the face, but Han Zhong and others kept their eyes wide open, looking for traces of beasts on the snow, and pursued forward with perseverance.

The harvest of the hunting team was already considerable, two wild boars, three elk, and...

The tiger's howl came from the front. It sounded shrill and shrill. It lost the majesty of the king of beasts and seemed to have been hit hard and was struggling.

"It's not far, just ahead." The hunters became excited, holding crossbows and guns, and quickened their pace.

It will definitely die, this is a rare and good tiger skin.

Han Zhong also showed an excited expression, even laughed, took big steps, and took the lead.

The two wild boars swallowed the meat-wrapped ice cubes, and the sharp whale bones that bounced off pierced their stomachs. They struggled painfully and fell to the ground.

The same goes for tigers, which may not be as tenacious as wild boars.

"Be careful when approaching, and try not to use weapons." Han Zhong reminded loudly, "A good tiger skin is not easy to come by!"

"Don't worry, sir." The soldiers replied loudly, slowing down and moving forward to outflank them.

Even the wind and snow could not stop the excitement of catching prey. I could vaguely see the yellow beast lying under the tree in front of me.

There were traces of struggling and thrashing all around, and snow flakes kept falling on the tiger's body, changing the color of the king of beasts.

Bang! The stone from the slingshot hit the tiger, and the tiger remained motionless.

"Totally dead." Everyone cheered and gathered around him.

Han Zhong stepped forward and tried to stir it with his feet, but it was so heavy that it didn't move at all. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Good guy, it weighs four to five hundred pounds, right?"

"There must be one." A soldier kicked the tiger on the head and tsked, "I've seen tigers grow this big a few times. But this is the first time I've seen one this big."

More than a dozen people chatted and laughed loudly, took out ropes and tied the tiger firmly, put on wooden sticks, and then four people carried it on their shoulders.

"Five hundred pounds or more." The soldier who put down the tiger rubbed his shoulders and made a more accurate estimate.

A sledge came up from behind, and the tiger was loaded onto it. Everyone returned home loaded with loads in the wind and snow, temporarily forgetting the fatigue of running around, and chatting and laughing could be heard from time to time.

Guanglu Island dispatched a hunting team of 300 people, one group of fifteen people; Lushun Fort also had a similar number of people, and dozens of groups were scattered in the mountains and forests from Lushun to Xiaoheishan to start hunting.

At that time, Liaodong was far from developed, and even southern Liaoning, which was once the most prosperous, was the same. There were many wild animals, and there was no protection. Anyone who saw them would be hunted.

Equipped with whale bone spikes, iron clamps of various sizes, and equipped with crossbows, light and heavy muskets, the hunting team was fully prepared and began ruthlessly killing wild animals.

According to Guo Dajing's previous mobilization, this was to prepare New Year's goods. The more you hunt, the more you will get, and all members of the hunting team will get a share of the harvest.

The hunting team is not organized casually. Except for those who do not hunt at night, they are the elite of the island's troops. Their mission is not only to hunt, but also to familiarize themselves with the terrain and prepare for next year's war.

When Guo Dajing and others entered the port by boat and landed at Fort Lushun, the hunting teams also began to return one after another. The Chinese New Year would be coming in more than ten days, and the date of assembly and return had long been determined, and the soldiers with families were eager to return.

After being given wild animals, they could eat dumplings with their families during the Chinese New Year reunion, and their wives and children could eat a few pieces of meat. The soldiers felt excited when they thought of carrying the meat back home and seeing their wives, children and relatives looking happy.

Guo Dajing wanted to let the soldiers and civilians on the island have a good New Year. He saved fish, meat, and grain. He usually distributed grain tightly and occasionally distributed some fish. The standard was set low.

This is just like the welfare provided by units during the New Year and festivals in later generations. It is done more than usual. It can make people feel the generosity of General Guo and enhance the cohesion of the military and the people.

"Have you never eaten tiger meat?" Guo Dajing smiled and said to Fujino Hide: "I haven't eaten it either. This time I can taste something new."

Fujino rolled his eyes secretly, this girl is really unsatisfactory, greedy and greedy, and she said it out loud.

"I gave the tiger skin to Mao Shuai, so I won't say goodbye during the New Year." Guo Dajing thought for a moment and picked out wild animals for Chen Jisheng.

"Wouldn't it be more majestic if you had a tiger-skin chair?" Fujino Hide seemed a little reluctant to give up.

Guo Dajing hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I'm not the king of the mountain. What kind of tiger skin chair is too eye-catching."

"Mr. Fujino." Guo Dajing turned his head and changed the topic, "How is the training of the musketeers at Fort Lushun?"

Fujino answered truthfully: "It's quite satisfactory. I can't find any faults. I pass the test."

"That's good." Guo Dajing nodded, "Give them the muskets. At least you can rest assured and they won't occupy Guanglu Island's soldiers."

Fujinomasa smiled and said: "There are still two or three months left. When the war starts, it can only be better."

Guo Dajing smiled, raised his head, tapped his fingers lightly, thinking about what was still lacking.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. To this end, he has made all-out efforts and prepared for more than half a year. He does not want to ruin it because of a small mistake.

The turning point of history is the light fulcrum that moves the wheel of history. If Guo Dajing wants to change history, he must exert force at the critical moment.

It is not that there is no room for error, but if you miss a good opportunity, you will have to work twice as hard to make up for it in the future.

"Go back to the island tomorrow." Guo Dajing raised his eyes and made a decision, "More weapons and ammunition need to be manufactured, and I will personally supervise them."

What he said was not complete. What Duojia made was not only the weapons he currently owned, he also thought of several others.

An unusually heavy blow to Jianlu would ensure the security of Jinzhou for at least half a year. Moreover, Governor Yuan should take office again next year and bring disaster to Liaodong with high spirits.

If we could achieve a great victory with unusually large results, it might change Chongzhen's mind.

Even if he can't, I hope Chongzhen will not give Governor Yuan too much power, so that he can reach out to Dongjiang Town more slowly.

Guo Dajing had no choice but to maintain considerable independence. If he listened to Chongzhen, Governor Yuan, and the princes of the imperial court, Dongjiang Town would be defeated sooner or later.

But to completely break with the imperial court, Dongjiang Town does not yet have such strength. At least in terms of food, salary and materials, it still needs the imperial court's support, although it is limited.

The imperial court does not have the strength and courage to solve Dongjiang Town by force, but if it wants to block it, Dongjiang Town will be in trouble.

It’s so difficult!

Guo Dajing somewhat sympathized with Mao Wenlong. Maintaining the entire Dongjiang Town was completely different from protecting Guanglu Island. Thinking about it was enough to give him a headache.

"The Jianlu are accustomed to launching attacks in winter, so they won't attack Lushun Fort, right?" Fujino reminded kindly.

Although Guo Dajing did not think that Jianlu would launch an attack this winter, he was careful. Who said that history would develop according to its original trajectory?

"Mr. Fujino is a very good reminder." Guo Dajing said: "I will tell Li Weiluan not to let down his guard. If there is any trouble in Jianlu, someone will be notified immediately, and our Guanglu Island troops will come as soon as possible to support."

If Jianlu wants to launch an attack, he may not have enough food and supplies, and he will not regard Lushun as a major threat.

Moreover, the defeat in the Battle of Ningjin was a blow to Huang Taiji's prestige. The destruction of rumors also made it difficult to eliminate it.

But Huang Taiji does need a victory, a big victory to boost his momentum. Otherwise, it will not be easy to suppress the other three Baylors.


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