But the change in Guo Dajing's mentality made him think that this was no longer necessary. Of course, he was not afraid of death and did not dare to lead the flying cavalry to fight against Jianlu.
This is also an exercise or a test for Liu Xingzuo and others.
From now on, Guo Dajing will focus mainly on the development and growth of the navy. For other operations, he will still have to issue orders and be executed by the generals below.
This destined many wars. Guo Dajing could not personally participate in them, but could only make plans. The level of the generals determined the outcome of the war.
In Liaodong, troops were to be stationed in different divisions. Of course, the generals in each division must be capable and trusted by Guo Dajing.
Liu Xingzuo, Liu Qishi, Liu Xingzhi and others are all favored by Guo Dajing. Although there is a suspicion of nepotism, as long as they are capable, it is nothing.
In fact, Guo Dajing is more concerned about setting up the Marine Corps. It doesn't need to be more than 18,000 elite soldiers. With the world's leading weapons and equipment, it is already a quite powerful force.
The vast land in Liaodong is enough capital to be self-sufficient and even expand development. But this is far from enough. The entire Ming Dynasty will also be Guo Dajing's goal. Liaodong will never be able to meet the resources and money he needs.
The Zheng Family Group has a monopoly on sea trade, and although it has the merit of defeating the Dutch, for Guo Dajing, he will do better and use the money where it should be used more.
Now that we have come to this world and this era, it is not too late, it can even be said to be a good time.
Chatting casually with Liu Qishi, the men and horses of the Flying Cavalry were gradually assembled. This was the last group of pursuit troops.
"Commander." Liu Qishi bowed and said, "I will leave now, please wait for good news."
Guo Dajing's eyes stayed on Liu Qishi's face for a moment, and he said with his head: "Be more careful, safety first."
Liu Qishi grinned, said nothing, turned his horse and rushed towards the waiting team.
Thousands of horses galloped, trotting at first, gradually accelerating, and quickly moved away amidst the rumble of hoofbeats, kicking up a cloud of smoke.
Guo Dajing slowly withdrew his gaze, looked back at Jiefan City where the fireworks had not yet gone out, and frowned slightly.
This is the gateway to Jianzhou, but it is no longer important whether he can leave troops to garrison him. Across the Hun River, travel is inconvenient, so he plans to garrison troops in Saerhu City first, and it doesn't take much. Anyway, there is no threat to Jianlu.
Although the pacification of Liaodong is a foregone conclusion, remote places in the north such as Kaiyuan and Anlezhou still have few garrison troops, mainly due to the limitations of logistics and transportation.
Winter is coming soon, the rivers are frozen, and all food and supplies must be transported by land. If there are too many troops, it will be difficult to guarantee them.
However, the Jianlu troops have been defeated and fled, and the Mongolian tribes are weak. The Dongjiang Army will not have any enemies in the short term. If the garrison force is small, it will not matter much.
Next year's spring plowing will be bounded by the Hun River, with civilian farming in the south and military settlements in the north. As long as the harvest is harvested in the autumn, all problems can be easily solved.
Based on the current population of Dongjiang Town and the estimated number of immigrants, there is no need to worry about insufficient land in Liaodong in five or even ten years.
Although this is a good thing, it reduces the motivation to expand the territory. However, Guo Dajing does not have too much worry about this. After all, he still has a lot of time.
Moreover, as the civil unrest in the customs continues to spread, the preferential conditions offered by Dongjiang Town will attract more immigrants.
Jianlu has been defeated, Liaodong has been at peace, and people no longer have the biggest worry of immigration. Who will still struggle in the war?
"As long as the imperial court continues to support immigrants, the originally estimated number of immigrants will be very low. If there are millions of soldiers and civilians in Liaodong, the foundation will be solid and sufficient materials can be provided for the east and west expeditions."
Guo Dajing's eyes turned to the north, where there was a faint roar and explosion. Obviously, the infantry had begun to attack, creating the best conditions for the cavalry to advance.
Thousands of captives obviously couldn't stop the collision of more than 30,000 cavalry. There were not only roads, but also vast fields for the cavalry to gallop. If he wanted to resist, Mandahai was a little wishful thinking.
The fact was as Guo Dajing expected. Mandahai, who had retreated more than ten miles, had to set up a position to block the pursuers. But he did not expect that the enemy's infantry was pursuing them and soon advanced and began to attack.
However, the attack was not too fierce and the firepower was not strong. Jianlu could still hold on by relying on his position.
Arrows and lead bullets were fired in the air, blood splashed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The battle between the enemy and ourselves did not seem fierce, but it was still compared to the previous brutal fighting.
The consumption of Jianlu was not only the killing of their dogs, but also their physical strength and the arrows they carried.
Even as a professional archer, he carries a number of arrows, usually no more than fifty.
Moreover, drawing a bow and archery consumes a lot of physical strength. Generally, shooting twenty times in a row is almost the limit. You need to rest for a while to prevent your arm from being scrapped.
Therefore, carrying too many arrows is of no use, and will only increase your own burden.
Muskets do not have such limitations. As long as the time is long enough, the musketeers will not feel too tired after shooting a hundred and eighty times.
The Jianlu were able to support them, and they launched a shootout with the musketeers of the Dongjiang Army. It seemed to be impressive, but they did not expect that a large number of mortars were being transported, hundreds of them, aimed at their simple position.
Two or three miles behind the infantry, Liu Xingzuo led more than 10,000 cavalry and stood ready, ready for a gale-force pursuit.
"The road here is narrow, and as long as you pass through, it will be a wide area." Liu Xingzuo was giving final instructions to several generals, "The troops were divided into three groups, rushed forward, flanked and flanked, so that Jianlu could no longer block the attack.
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"The general will understand." Several generals bowed to accept the order, got on their horses, and returned to their own teams.
Liu Xingzuo stretched out his hand to caress the neck of the war horse and patted it gently. His loyal companion who had been with him for many years made him feel extremely fulfilled and filled with strong self-confidence.
Although Jianlu was a trapped beast still fighting, he was unable to withstand the powerful flying cavalry group. He tried to fight back, but was vulnerable to the flying cavalry's roundabout and multiple attacks.
This small chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content that follows! Moreover, the Jianlu were exhausted from fighting for a long time, but the Flying Cavalry Regiment has experienced few battles so far, and has a clear advantage in terms of military strength and physical strength.
Although the flying cavalry and the infantry associations were on an equal footing from battalion to regiment, Liu Xingzuo and the commanders of the infantry associations were basically at the same level of official position.
But judging from Guo Dajing's regard and trust, the Flying Cavalry Group is ranked among the top two.
The love and care for Fei Qi has actually become a pressure for Liu Xingzuo and others. The treatment is the best but the results are the smallest. This cannot be justified.
Although Guo Dajing ordered to be cautious, Liu Xingzuo believed that Jianlu's strength was completely behind Feiqi. As long as he was not ambushed or made too low-level mistakes, victory was certain.
The roar of artillery suddenly sounded, interrupting Liu Xingzuo's thoughts. He pursed his lips slightly, knowing that the infantry began to attack fiercely.
Intense artillery fire exploded on Jianlu's position, and hundreds of artillery shells exploded one after another, with astonishing power. Fireworks immediately rose and gunpowder smoke filled the Jianlu's simple position.
Round after round, before the explosion of cannonballs stopped, the musketeers shouted and charged forward. Soon, the gunfire sounded like exploding beans, and the battle suddenly became fierce.
The Jianlu soldiers who were bombarded suffered heavy casualties. Under the fierce attack, they retreated step by step. Mandahai reluctantly gave the order to retreat.
The musketeers quickly occupied Jianlu's position and cleared the obstacles on the road. The sound of horse hooves rumbled, and the cavalry that could not be seen rushed past, chasing forward.
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Shenyang City.
Mao Wenlong sat in a chair in the room and carefully read the emergency report sent back by Guo Dajing.
Although they were all news of victory, Guo Dajing still reported them every day, even if they were just marching and did not fight Jianlu. This was both respect and a sign of closeness.
Guo Dajing was not arrogant and complacent. Although the arrangements for Mao Wenlong after the war had not yet been determined, he still preferred Mao Wenlong to continue to be in charge of Liaodong.
It is difficult for Jianlu to rise again, and Liaodong will usher in a period of peaceful reconstruction. If there is no major war, Guo Dajing does not want to live in Shenyang or Liaoyang for a long time, so Lushun or Dalian are his choices.
As for the enemy, Hu Duntu was one of them, but Guo Dajing didn't take it seriously, and even disdained to lead the expedition in person.
"Well, Jiefan City has been captured. The flying cavalry regiment is chasing the enemy. There will be good news coming." Mao Wenlong put down the emergency report and smiled, not hiding the admiration and joy on his face.
Although the war is not completely over yet, the great cause of Ping Liao has been completed, and he can report it to the court without worrying about any more accidents.
Of course, there will be a filler at the end, which will have to wait until the flying cavalry regiment returns home triumphantly, and the specific results will be calculated.
Even if the Flying Cavalry was only chasing in vain, the current record alone would be enough to make Mao Wenlong satisfied and proud.
Tens of thousands of Jianlu were beheaded, which was more than twice the number of the Zunhua victory. This did not include the casualties of Jianlu civilians. According to the regulations of the imperial court, these were also counted in the number of beheadings.
"I wonder if Long Live will keep his word and give Dongjiang Town Army five years to enjoy a peaceful time." Mao Wenlong pondered, picked up paper and pen, and prepared to write a memorial.
What he cares about now is not whether he can be promoted to a noble title. He is already a marquis. There is no need to think about the prince, and the Duke is basically out of the question. The most likely thing is the honorary title of the three orphans and the royal reward.
Of course, for Mao Wenlong, this is still an honor for being able to honor his ancestors. After all, he still has the traditional mindset of loyalty to the emperor and has no ambition to change the dynasty.
But this does not mean that he will give up his power and let the court squeeze him. In order to avoid the tragedy of losing the bird and hiding the bow, he has also made some preparations.
After writing for a long time, when Mao Wenlong was finally about to put pen to paper, his own soldiers went inside to report. Chen Jisheng was waiting outside to meet him.
Mao Wenlong quickly put down his pen and stood up to greet him.
"Commander, please be polite." After Chen Jisheng entered the room, he bowed with a smile.
Mao Wenlong laughed, reached out and patted Chen Jisheng's arm, and said: "I didn't expect you to come to Shenyang so quickly."
Chen Jisheng explained: "The naval transport ship is coming to Shenyang, so the general will come along the way."
Mao Wenlong motioned Chen Jisheng to sit down, ordered his soldiers to serve tea, and then said with a smile: "Even if you don't come, I will send someone to deliver a message to you. Liaodong has been pacified, and many things have to be arranged, especially from this winter to next autumn.
, but it’s a very important period.”
Chen Jisheng nodded repeatedly and said: "The general is here to ask for instructions from the commander-in-chief, but he doesn't know the arrangements for the army after the war, and it is difficult to prepare."
Mao Wenlong pondered for a moment and said: "I have discussed this matter with Dajing. The details have not been discussed yet, so I can only give a rough idea now."
Chen Jisheng listened carefully and did not interrupt immediately.
Mao Wenlong took a sip of water from his tea cup and said slowly: "In order to reduce logistical pressure, the number of troops stationed in Shenyang and the areas north of this winter will not exceed 30,000, or even less."
After the rivers were frozen, transportation by land was extremely expensive. It took hundreds of miles to transport from southern Liaoning to Liaoshen, and the journey of hundreds of miles required people to eat and horses to chew, which was a huge amount.
The number of garrison troops depends on the specific results of the war and the post-war situation.
If the threat of Jianlu is completely gone and the Mongolian tribes surrender and take refuge, only a small number of garrisons will be needed in places like Kaiyuan, Tieling, Fushun, Jiefan City, etc.
In fact, we can basically confirm it now. Unless the Mongolian tribes took the wrong medicine and lost the support of Jianlu, they still dared to make enemies of the more powerful Dongjiang Army when facing the threat of Chahar.
"Commander, I wonder how the Jinzhou and Guangning areas are arranged?" After listening to Mao Wenlong's introduction, Chen Jisheng felt a little confident and asked about things in western Liaoning.
Jinzhou and Guangning areas are now occupied by some Mongolian tribes as grazing lands.
In order to concentrate his troops and defeat the Jianlu, Guo Dajing did not drive out these Mongolian tribes, but instead traded horses, cattle and sheep with them.
Similarly, after pacifying Liaodong, Guo Dajing was not prepared to attack them, as long as they defected to Dongjiang Town and became Dongjiang Town's servant army to conquer Hu Duntu.
But one thing is that Jinzhou and Guangning must be taken back. That is to say, they must be driven out of Liaodong first and live in the grasslands to the north.
With the strength of the Dongjiang Army, these Mongolian tribes are certainly no match. And Guo Dajing's plan is to put pressure on the Horqin tribe, even including a military crusade, and then allocate the Horqin grassland to these Mongolian tribes.
As the most hardcore vassal of Jianlu, the Horqin tribe must be weakened. Even if they deserve their crimes and perform meritorious services, they must be punished to a certain extent.
"When Dajing leads his troops to victory, he will negotiate with these Mongolian tribes and put pressure on the Horqin tribe to carve up the Horqin grassland."
"Before next year's spring plowing, these Mongolian tribes will be moved out of western Liaoning. The work of filling the population in Jinzhou and Guangning depends on your arrangements. But the military garrison is certain. There may be nearly 10,000 troops stationed there."
Chen Jisheng felt relieved and said: "There are not many people who can move to western Liaoning. I'm afraid it will take several years to reach hundreds of thousands."
"After recovering the entire Liaodong at once, we saw the shortage of population." Mao Wenlong said with some emotion: "Now, let alone hundreds of thousands, even millions are not too much."