Chapter 302: The front and the back are respectful to the governor of Yuan
Guo Dajing smiled and said: "Commander, why haven't you brought your family here?"
Mao Wenlong shook his head and said: "Jinzhou Acropolis is an important military area, and it is not appropriate for idlers to stay there for a long time."
Well, I guess Mr. Shen is having a lot of fun in Dalian and doesn't want to come here. He doesn't have any acquaintances, so he must be very lonely!
Sure enough, Mao Wenlong's next words confirmed Guo Dajing's conjecture.
"She gets along well with Axiu, Fujino Hide, and the girls from the Lin family and the Zheng family. She is also afraid of being lonely in Pidao, so I can let her go."
One, two... six women, and maybe other family members of the officers, it was indeed quite lively.
Wives’ group? Guo Dajing thought of this name and wanted to laugh a little.
The war is still going on, but the lives of some people are already better than in peacetime. This is normal. Absolute equality is impossible. The common people will not care about the popularity of officials if they can have enough to eat.
The truth is so simple, but Chongzhen didn't understand it.
You live frugally, cut down on meals and stop having fun, but the people don't have enough to eat, and they still rebel against you. If the people have enough food and clothing, you are living extravagantly, and you are also a good emperor.
Guo Dajing also missed his home and his woman, but there were some things that he still had to settle with Mao Wenlong. The most important thing was the military operation after spring plowing, the attack and annihilation of Jianlu in Zhenjiang.
"A total of 24,000 infantry, cavalry and artillery troops were dispatched. This is considering the strength of the slave-building troops in Zhenjiang and Fengcheng. Our army must not only attack the city, but also provide reinforcements."
During this period, Guo Dajing improved the combat plan and gave Mao Wenlong instructions on the map, "The special operations battalion will take half a month off. After regrouping, it will first go to Pidao, then take a boat up the Yalu River to establish a base in the Kuandian area."
The Kuandian area is to the north of Zhenjiang. It is densely covered with mountains and forests and is rich in ginseng and marten. It is also suitable for guerrilla warfare. It can also contain the Zhenjiang slaves and is conducive to the main force landing operations.
Mao Wenlong stroked his beard and chin and said: "Kuandian is also an area where our army frequently moves, and it is quite familiar with the terrain. The special operations battalion, plus a small number of guides, should be able to stabilize its footing."
"General Mo will go to Kuandian with the special operations battalion to help them gain a foothold." Guo Dajing said: "At the same time, General Mo will go to North Korea to meet and discuss with Lin Qingye."
If only the special operations battalion is dispatched, Mao Wenlong may not agree to Guo Dajing living together. But in terms of relations with North Korea, Guo Dajing is the most familiar and the best to talk to.
"What does Lin Qingye want to talk about?" Mao Wenlong asked with some confusion: "Is it because the situation within North Korea has changed?"
Guo Dajing shook his head and said: "The words in the letter are unclear, and I don't know for sure. But after the invitation was sent out after the victory at Nanguan, I thought it was because Dongjiang Town's strength was growing, which might affect the attitude of North Korea's top leaders."
Mao Wenlong thought for a long time and said slowly: "Anyway, Injo suppressed several rebellions, but there are still dissatisfied people in North Korea. Forming a brotherly alliance with Jianlu has increased a lot of opposition forces."
Tapping his fingers lightly on the table, Mao Wenlong couldn't be sure of anything, so he had to remind: "When you meet and discuss with Lin Qingye, you must keep it confidential and be cautious. North Korea, we don't have the strength yet to get involved in their internal fights."
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Guo Dajing raised his hands and listened respectfully, and said: "I will save you. If you can, support the pro-Ming forces in North Korea and never participate in their internal struggles."
"Good." Mao Wenlong showed admiration and said, "Actually, I don't need to remind you. With your intelligence, you also know the importance."
Guo Dajing smiled and said: "Without the guidance of the commander-in-chief, the general will be young and energetic, and sometimes he really can't grasp the sense of proportion."
Mao Wenlong chuckled and said: "It's good to be young, but you still have to suppress your energy. I used to—"
Guo Dajing looked at Mao Wenlong and hesitated to speak. He knew that he was thinking of the criticisms made by the civil servants in the court, and wondered whether he would later regret quarreling with the civil servants and arguing with the emperor.
"Shuai Mao." Guo Dajing changed the topic and said: "The troops attacking Zhenjiang will be mobilized in battalion units from various associations as a preview of the future King Qin operation."
Mao Wenlong thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "I understand what you mean. I'll take him out and exercise him first. You can see clearly whether he can fight or not."
Operation Qin Wang is expected to dispatch less than 30,000 troops. Guo Dajing's own troops, plus cavalry and artillery, will also need to mobilize troops from the other three associations.
Guo Dajing had to determine the combat strength of the troops participating in the war in advance so that he could deploy them on the fly and use them with confidence.
The Battle of Zhenjiang can be regarded as an actual combat exercise, which will help him conduct observations and select friendly troops that are more to his liking.
Not only must you be able to fight, but you must also have a good relationship and be able to fully obey his orders. Fighting in Gyeonggi is not as difficult and dangerous as relying on strong defense in Jinzhou, although the fighting methods are similar.
The two were discussing military affairs when a messenger came from Lushun and delivered an urgent letter from Fang Zhenghua and a handwritten letter from Yuan Chonghuan.
"Ten ships of grain, as well as gold, silver, cattle, sheep, and fine wine. How could Governor Yuan be so generous?" Mao Wenlong read Fang Zhenghua's letter and handed it to Guo Dajing with a smile, "Eunuch Fang was afraid that you would sell your head. This efficiency is so great."
so fast."
Guo Dajing took the letter and read it briefly, smiling slightly, but he was wary.
Yes, it was similar to this in history. Yuan Chonghuan first withheld food and salary, and then imposed a sea ban. When Dongjiang Town found it difficult to persist, he raised his hand and let it go.
After that, he invited Mao Wenlong to Ningyuan to discuss salary. He spoke kindly and had a pleasant conversation, which made Mao Wenlong relax his vigilance, thinking that he could bury the hatchet and work together to fight against Jianlu.
When they arrived at the Double Island Military Parade, Yuan Chonghuan and Mao Wenlong even drank and chatted about life and ideals for three days.
But beneath the surface of being confidant, speaking earnestly, and asking for help, there is actually an insidious murder plot set up by Yuan Chonghuan.
Guo Dajing put down the letter and said nothing, waiting for Mao Wenlong to read Yuan Chonghuan's handwriting.
Mao Wenlong gently put down the handwriting, thought for a moment, and said: "Instructor Yuan congratulated our army on the great victory at Nanguan. The food and wages in Dongjiang Town are set by the imperial court, and he cannot be good at it. Please forgive me, commander."
Guo Dajing blinked his eyes and said: "Commander, whether it is the imperial court or the governor of Jiliao, our Dongjiang Town has basically been able to rely on itself, and its dependence on them has been greatly reduced."
"Yuan Chonghuan dismissed Governor Denglai as soon as he took office, changed the rates, banned the sea, and blocked the sea. His malice towards Dongjiang Town and the commander-in-chief has been clearly exposed. Now that he is being arrogant in front and respectful in the back, there must be a conspiracy, and the commander-in-chief must not let down his guard."
Mao Wenlong nodded, but he didn't care too much.
Dongjiang Town is located in a remote place overseas, and he is a general of one side. He has Shang Fang's sword in his hand, but there is no imperial edict. What can Yuan Chonghuan do to him?
Although the imperial court was dissatisfied with him, it wanted to kill him, but it was not enough. The strength of Dongjiang Town continued to increase, which also gave Mao Wenlong greater confidence.
Guo Dajing looked at Mao Wenlong's expression and advised him earnestly: "Commander is in charge of Jinzhou, don't leave lightly. If Yuan Chonghuan calls you to discuss salary, just let Fang Zhenghua go. He is the eunuch who supervises the army, so he is more suitable."
History has changed, and Guo Dajing can't guarantee whether Yuan Chonghuan will get mad and trick Mao Wenlong into Ningyuan and beheaded.
Mao Wenlong was a little confused about Guo Dajing's advice. He looked at him and said, "Dajing, you have told me several times to be wary of Yuan Chonghuan. Does he still dare to kill me?"
Guo Dajing smiled bitterly and said: "Commander, be careful and you won't make a big mistake. For the sake of the soldiers and people of Dongjiang Town, please pay more attention to safety and not take risks easily. In addition, don't let Yuan Chonghuan know about the actions of Dongjiang Town. Be cautious of others.
It is indispensable, our army is not strong enough and cannot withstand defeat."
Mao Wenlong nodded and acknowledged Guo Dajing's good intentions, but said with some regret: "It is a pity that the imperial court did not approve your promotion to deputy general."
Guo Dajing didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "There is no rank of deputy general, but he has the power of deputy general. The last general will have to thank the commander-in-chief for his cultivation and promotion."
Mao Wenlong let out a long breath and said: "With your ability and bright future, there is no need to take a mere deputy general seriously. The future is long, and Dongjiang Town will also be yours in the future."
Guo Dajing hurriedly bowed and thanked him: "General Xie has been promoted to Commander-in-Chief. He will definitely do his best to help Dongjiang Town develop and grow and become the best army in the world."
"The best army in the world?!" Mao Wenlong's eyes lit up. He had never thought about this before. Now that he thought about it carefully, he couldn't help but laugh, "Jianlu is no match for the enemy. Looking at the Ming Dynasty, which army can control it?"
Can you still compete with a certain Dongjiang Army?"
If we talk about weapons and equipment alone, the Dongjiang Army is undoubtedly No. 1 in the world.
With just flintlock muskets and bayonets, they were dozens and hundreds of years ahead. What is lacking now is the training and actual combat of field battle formations, and the confidence and will of the musketeers to use bayonets to compete with the cavalry.
Marshal Mao is a little arrogant!
Guo Dajing speculated whether Mao Wenlong would be so confident that he would really develop into the Northeast King.
Of course, this will also take several years after the Ping Liao annihilation.
If, like Yuan Chonghuan, he had the full support of Chongzhen, Guo Dajing would have the confidence to "pacify the Liao Dynasty in five years." If he relied entirely on self-reliance, from now on, if nothing unexpected happens, he would dare to brag about it for five years.
Although the time may be shorter, Guo Dajing would rather extend the time, make the most adequate preparations, and do his best to weaken Jianlu.
"If we have one hundred thousand elite soldiers, we can destroy the Jiannu and pacify Liaodong." Mao Wenlong stroked his beard, still imagining and longing.
Guo Dajing agreed. This was also the goal he hoped to achieve. He not only wanted to pacify Liao and destroy the captives, but also control the world and create the most powerful country in the world.
This is no small goal. If you can live to be sixty, you should have no problem completing it in more than thirty years.
"Population is the key!" Mao Wenlong looked at Guo Dajing and said regretfully: "If there had been enough food a few years ago, even if they were just hungry, they would not have diverted so many Liao people to the inland."
Guo Dajing smiled and said: "It is not too late to start increasing the population. There will be a large number of refugees from the Liao people in the Jianlu-controlled areas, the Liao people fleeing from Shandong and Zhili, and there will be a large number of refugees in the future."
"It's just that the land must keep up." Guo Dajing added: "There must be a measure of how much land there is and how many people it can support."
Mao Wenlong deeply believed that the actions of the imperial court completely disappointed him. If he could only rely on himself, it would definitely take longer to develop and grow, and there would be many things to consider, but there was no way around it.
The two discussed for a while before Guo Dajing got up and left, preparing to pack up and go home for a vacation.
No matter what evil intentions Yuan Chonghuan harbored, ten ships of grain could still solve many problems.
The imperial court has more than 400,000 taels of reward silver, which is equivalent to covering this year's military pay. Of course, military coupons are issued to soldiers, and the silver is used to purchase various supplies.
There are also specialties such as ginseng, mink, deer antler and other products from Liaodong, which can also earn more than ten or two hundred thousand. After calculation, Guo Dajing feels that it is almost enough without having to subsidize much himself.
For Guo Dajing, money is like mountains of gold and silver, but it cannot buy him a sense of security. If the enemy is not destroyed, he will not be able to rest assured. In this vast land of China, there is no place for him.
The more you know, the more important you feel the responsibility. Unlike those ordinary people who get the fields they dream of and look forward to a good harvest, they will be happy.
With a few soldiers, Guo Dajing embarked on the journey back home. Thinking of his home and his relatives, Guo Dajing couldn't help but smile, and galloped on his horse, returning home like an arrow.
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The dark land was rippled, and the comrades were walking in front holding the oxen. Yang Daman held the plow, walking steadily and plowing straight.
The fields, stretching as far as the eye can see, have been designated as military camps. The output is not only the rations for the soldiers of the Dongjiang Army, but also some side businesses, such as raising sheep, pigs, chickens and ducks, and improving the food in the military camps.
After he retires, there will be a large fertile field like this, and he will be able to harvest enough food for his whole family to eat.
He stopped, straightened up and rested for a while. Yang Daman chatted with his comrades, but he was longing in his heart and thinking about his relatives who were still suffering in the Jianlu area.
"The fields in this military camp will all be ours from now on." The comrades drank water from the kettle, beaming with joy. "The five members of my family moved to Beijinzhou and bought a cow with a loan. They will farm this year.
One hundred acres.”
Loan! Yang Daman is very familiar with this new term and new policy. Whether it is cattle, sheep, horses, or other equipment, you can borrow money from the government to buy it. There is no interest, and you can pay it back within three to five years.
"With one cow and five people, it's no problem to plant a hundred acres." Yang Daman was very envious. According to the treatment of military subordinates, after paying the rent, it was equivalent to planting fifty acres for nothing.
The comrade laughed and said: "Beijingzhou has just been decided, but some people are afraid that the slaves will come again, so they don't dare to move here with confidence!"
Yang Daman shook his head vigorously and said: "If we fight again, they will be killed. Hundreds of cannons will blast them to pieces."
"We have fought against Jiannu, so we naturally know." The comrade curled his lips and said with a frivolous look, "But how can ordinary people know clearly?"
Yang Daman was convinced. If he had not experienced the fierce battle at Nanguan, he would not have such strong confidence.
"Those who are brave will be rewarded. One hundred and eighty acres can be harvested." Yang Daman estimated and said: "If there is a good harvest this year, it will be enough to eat and drink for two years."
The comrade shook his head and said: "Just being brave is not enough. The government has conditions. Not everyone can farm in the Northern Jinzhou territory. As for military members, there is no problem."
Military families, when will their relatives get this honorable title and receive preferential treatment?
The comrade picked up the whip and cracked it, and the cattle stepped forward again, turning the black fertile soil into waves.