Now, the weapons and equipment of the Dongjiang Army have been basically finalized, including light and heavy muskets, light and heavy mortars, plus Hongyi cannons and rockets.
These are mass-produced and are also the standard equipment of the army. However, like the mines laid and the sky-blasting mines used to defend the city, there are not many in number and they are not used much.
As far as the current level of weapons is concerned, Guo Dajing dares to say that the Dongjiang Army is not only the best in the Ming Dynasty, but also the best in the world. Just the popularization of flintlock muskets is an epoch-making and decades-leading level.
What the Dongjiang Army lacks now is cavalry and actual combat between infantry and cavalry. It is also lacking in strength.
To make up for the deficiencies in these three aspects, the only thing is time. It can take as long as three years, or as little as two years, and the Dongjiang Army will almost have the advantage of crushing the Jianlu.
What's more, in the past two or three years, the Dongjiang Army has continued to fight against the Jianlu, constantly attacking and weakening the Jianlu, so as to gain a greater advantage in the general offensive.
As long as nothing unexpected happens, that is, there is no internal strife in the Dongjiang Army, what else can Jianlu do to make a comeback? Anyway, Guo Dajing couldn't think of a way even if he put himself in his shoes.
People's mentality is like this. They will be nervous and relaxed without knowing it. This changes according to the environment, and I may not feel it.
At the dinner table, Guo Dajing was smiling and talking to Axiu, Fujino Hide, Rong'er, and his brother-in-law Li Xiucheng. Everyone was pleased with them and happy to see them.
"The brocades awarded by Mao Shuai and those awarded by the imperial court all look very good." Guo Dajing teased Fujino Hide, "Take them to make a set according to the royal decree, and wear it at home for fun."
Fujino Hide hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile: "Those are ordinary clothes. It would be a serious crime to let outsiders know."
Li Xiucheng nodded and said: "That is contempt for the imperial court and disrespectful."
Guo Dajing glanced at Li Xiucheng and said with a smile: "You have read well. You know these terms now!"
"I know it too!" Ronger swallowed the bun in her mouth and said, "It is treason and the crime of deceiving the emperor."
Guo Dajing chuckled and said: "Who in the family will tell the truth, you two?"
"Brother Jing is just making a dragon robe to wear, and I won't tell you." Ronger stuck out her tongue and said mischievously: "But you have to make me the imperial clothes that Sister Xiu wears."
Axiu smiled and touched Rong'er's head, jokingly saying: "If you want to wear royal clothes, you have to marry a good family and become a top scholar. Maybe I can earn you a set!"
Fujino Hide also teased Rong'er, which made the little girl feel embarrassed and just laughed.
Guo Dajing liked this happy scene. If he could always live happily like this, he might have left all his ambitions and hegemony behind.
But people are like this, given the conditions and abilities, they rarely stay where they are and are satisfied with the status quo.
"There are a lot of silks and brocades at Deputy Commander Chen's place. If Japanese merchants come, ask them to go to Lushun to find Deputy Commander Chen." Guo Dajing drank porridge and told Fujino Hide, "It is better to use saltpeter, sulfur and copper in exchange."
There are many trophies seized. In addition to exchanging strategic materials, the rest will be liquidated to purchase livestock, green cloth, cotton and other materials to supply the soldiers and civilians of Dongjiang Town.
Dongjiang Town is basically self-sufficient in food, clothing, housing and transportation, but it always needs to purchase clothes from outside. Although linen and tussah silkworms are being grown, the quantity is still far from enough.
Wool spinning is a development direction, but it is difficult to contact the Mongolian tribes. It depends on the army and civilians in Dongjiang Town to raise sheep and pluck wool. If it does not last for three to five years, I am afraid that it will not be able to obtain enough wool for large-scale production.
Similarly, Guo Dajing felt that it was too bad when the trade with nomadic people was like that of the Ming Dynasty.
It was originally a very profitable thing, but look at Chongzhen and the princes in the court, they actually worry about money? Look at those border trade merchants, all of them are extremely rich, can't we learn a few tricks from them?
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By the way, Jianlu's detour to enter the pass failed miserably, and it was difficult for the forces to reach Jizhen, or even outside Xuanda. The traitors "Eight Imperial Merchants" should also be gone, right?
Guo Dajing's thought flashed past him, and he no longer struggled with it. Even Kong Youde, Shang Kexi and others were still fighting against the Jianlu with all their strength. Wouldn't it be a good thing to have fewer traitors?
"My husband is really selfless." Fujino Hide said with a smile: "You seized those silks and brocades from the slaves, right? Why didn't you let Deputy Marshal Chen ask for some, but turned them around and made a fortune?"
Guo Dajing smiled and said: "We don't have to worry about the future expenses of Dongjiang Town. Isn't the money earned enough?"
"When you still have enough money?" Fujino Hide curled his lips and said: "You are already the commander-in-chief, but this house does not match your status. I thought about spending tens of thousands of taels to build another mansion.
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"Ten thousand taels?!" Axiu looked surprised. She didn't know how much money her family had.
Fujino Hide smiled and said: "Sister Xiu, tens of thousands taels is still a small amount. If it is based on a slightly higher standard, it will be less than a hundred thousand."
Guo Dajing pondered for a moment and said: "Wait a moment, or make some minor changes and repairs. There is no major construction work on Mao Shuai's side, so we don't want to be too high-profile here."
Fujino Hide thought for a while, nodded and said: "My husband is very considerate. Mao Shuai is now the Marquis, and we can't surpass him no matter what."
"Brother Jing, come on, let's earn a prince back." Ronger regained her energy, clenched her fist and waved.
Guo Dajing laughed and said: "This is really difficult. However, if we work hard, it is not without hope."
"Master Guo." Fujino Hide chuckled, raised the porridge bowl, and joked: "I would like to congratulate you first on your wish coming true."
Guo Dajing nodded with a smile and said: "There are rewards, there are rewards."
The Marquis may be the next target, but it is by no means the final one. Guo Dajing knows that he must stand at the highest point before he can give his best and lead China to the top of the world.
All Dutch ghosts and British people must be defeated; the billions of Chinese people should also have a vast land to match them.
As a time-traveler, not only to defeat invincible opponents all over the world, but at least to break out of Asia and compete with the great powers, it will not be considered as a waste of time.
Fujino Hide and Rong'er laughed and actually extended their hands to ask for a reward.
They love Guo Dajing and sincerely hope that Guo Dajing can be promoted to a noble title and become a marquis. But they don't know Guo Dajing's grand ambitions. If they don't know about being a marquis, they won't be noticed by Guo Dajing.
No one knows that this is exactly what Guo Dajing hopes for. He is also moving forward step by step and unswervingly. He is young, he has capital and time, and this turbulent era is a stage suitable for him.
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Those who stand high, see far, and worry a lot. People like Mao Wenlong and Guo Dajing fall into this category.
Ordinary officers and soldiers only temporarily put aside other distracting thoughts because they had a vacation, received rewards, and were able to gather with their families.
There are four dishes on the table, including meat, fish, and a jug of wine. This is a richness only available during the Chinese New Year, and it is reserved until now just to welcome relatives on the expedition.
"Dad, dad." Han Shantong asked anxiously before he even had time to eat the meat in the bowl: "What does Huang Taiji look like? The Khan King who can be a slave must be the most capable of fighting, right?"
Han Zhong laughed, and also held the meat for the little girl, and said: "I can't say that he is the most capable of defeating, but he is indeed fierce and the smartest among the slaves. But he looks like a fat pig."
"Dad, was it you who caught Huang Taiji with your own hands?" Han Shantong still refused to give up. He was very much looking forward to his father's affirmative answer, so that he could have a good chat with his friends in the same village.
Han Zhong shook his head with a smile and said: "I wanted to achieve this great feat, but there was no chance. At that time, we were arranged near Shicheng, intercepted a group of fleeing Jian slaves, and killed Sanbeile Mang Gurtai."
The little girl stared at the man opposite her with wide eyes. In her little mind, she had already determined that he was a hero, a great hero who could fight slaves.
Han Shantong was quite satisfied. He could tell his friends that his father had killed the third prince of Jiannu, a guy named Mang Gurtai, who was a very vicious and powerful Jiannu.
Shuzhen kept watching and listening with a smile, rarely interrupting. Her heart was satisfied and happy, not because she could cut more fish or meat, but because her husband could return safely.
"We eat a lot of meat outside." Han Zhong brought meat to his wife again and said with a smile: "It's a pity that those war horses were killed by thousands. Even the injured ones are difficult to treat."
"That's horse meat, and this is mutton." Shuzhen didn't give in, and said softly: "The family has also saved some money, and even though the officials don't distinguish between meat, we can still spend money to buy it for the children from time to time.
eat."
Han Zhong nodded and said: "The children are growing up, so we can't treat them badly. Save money, don't worry now."
"With your salary, plus the twenty acres of land at home, I can always save money by doing some odd jobs." Shuzhen said, "The mountain boy can do half the labor, and Xiaoni has also started to work.
, I want to get ten more acres of land in the spring."
"Is there so much land in the village?" Han Zhong asked with some confusion: "It's too far away, so there's no need to work so hard."
Shuzhen smiled and said: "You don't know, there are several families in the village who want to go to Fuzhou. There is plenty of land there. As long as you don't abandon it, you can plant as much as you want."
Shuzhen did not know the details. After the two states were covered, she still adopted the strategy of retreating the army and advancing the people. Most of the military camps were transferred to Gaizhou, while the original military camps in Beijinzhou and Fuzhou were distributed to the common people.
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When the land increases and the army needs to be expanded, a large number of livestock are needed when there are only a few people on the land. At the same time, there are no restrictions on people who want to cultivate more land. They only need to pay taxes.
Until now, whether the land was distributed to military personnel or ordinary people, the ownership of the land was in the hands of the government.
To put it bluntly, the families who cultivate the fields are regarded as tenants who rent the land, taxes are equivalent to land rent, and the government is the largest landowner.
What reassures the people is the permanent farming rights introduced by the government. As long as the land is not left vacant and taxes can be paid on time, you can plant spring and harvest in autumn forever on this field.
The government does not sell land, and there is no land trading among ordinary people. Although this reduces the government's financial income, it also saves a lot of troublesome things.
Moreover, this is a suggestion put forward by Guo Dajing with a long-term perspective. It is somewhat similar to the state-owned land and land contracting in later generations.
After more than two years of operation, this land distribution model has become more and more mature. People are becoming more and more supportive. This year, major land contracting companies finally emerged, which is a very gratifying change.
Han Zhong didn't care much about planting more fields in his family.
But after hearing what Shuzhen said, he thought about it for a while and said: "If you want to grow more land, add a big animal to the family. If you don't save enough money, you can take a loan and pay it back in a few years. Furthermore, for military dependents,
, there are also preferential policies for buying livestock.”
Shuzhen lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "If we can buy a cattle, our family will plant fifty acres of land. What do you think?"
Han Zhong nodded vigorously and said, "That's all your hard work. Actually, it really doesn't have to be that hard."
Shuzhen pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "It's not as tiring as you think. A year's time is just busy with spring plowing and autumn harvesting. Isn't it usually idle?"
Han Zhong also came from a farmer's background, so he didn't know that what Shuzhen said seemed to be reasonable, but in fact, farming was not so leisurely. But Shuzhen seemed very determined, so he couldn't say anything else.
Shuzhen naturally has her own plan, which is to transform the adobe house into a large tile-roofed house.
Someone in the village had already done this, and she calculated that if she cultivated fifty acres of land, she would be able to live in a spacious, bright, sturdy, and beautiful house in at least two years.
Under the political system of Dongjiang Town, some people can get rich first, but most of them are in the families of military families, benefiting from many preferential policies.
The prosperity of this group of people not only serves as role models, but also can lead more people to become rich. Farming is undoubtedly a safer way.
In addition to farming, as the social environment changes, craftsmen are increasingly finding their own way to become rich. For example, bricklayers are indispensable for building houses; for example, carpenters are needed for purchasing furniture.
Soldiers, farmers, workers, or workers, peasants, and soldiers, the main strata of Dongjiang Town have gradually formed and solidified. As for business and education, it will take a long time to form a large scale.
Dongjiang Town is still a military household system in name, but the system is becoming more and more deviated, and it is becoming more and more like what Guo Dajing had in mind.
After the Ping Liao annihilation, the nominal military households will no longer be needed. The military households will immediately become good citizens, and they will completely get rid of the personal constraints of the military households in terms of law and system.
After dinner, Shuzhen put away the dishes, and Han Shantong had to wait until tomorrow to brag with his friends, so he sat on the kang with the little girl and asked his father about things on the battlefield.
"The Jiannu were charging and killing in the Gyeonggi area, and it was like entering an uninhabited land." Han Zhong slowly recounted, "The local garrison had not fought in a war for too long, and they were vulnerable to the iron heel of the Jiannu."
"Countless people were kidnapped by the slaves and driven out of the country like pigs and sheep. When they arrived in Liaodong, these people were slaves. It was so cold and freezing that we didn't know how many people would die of cold and hunger on the way."
"After Guo Shuai led us ashore, we went straight to Zunhua, defeated the Jiannu who defended the city, and cut off the enemy who was advancing alone. By that time, victory was actually in hand, but it was still unclear how big the result would be."
"In order to bring the plundered people and property out of the customs, the slaves had to march to Zunhua. They wanted to defeat our army and seize the way out of the customs..."
Shuzhen walked into the house at some point, leaned against the door, wiped her hands on her apron, and listened quietly to her husband's story about the cross-sea expedition.