Chapter 202: The Siege of the Border Army

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In November of the first year of Chongzhen, Yansui and the entire Ming Dynasty finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Mongolian Tartars that ravaged the north and eroded more than 800 miles of border fortresses finally retreated under the desperate resistance of tens of thousands of troops in the Ming army's Yulin border town and with the help of the severe cold winter, but almost all the border towns along the way became ruins, houses, livestock, property and grain, and population were all empty, and the entire Yulin border town was eroded and became a white land.

The Tartars retreated, and the border troops also returned to their stations and continued to sit in the city, but things were just beginning for the Ming Dynasty and the Yansui Governor's Mansion.

Yulin's original garrison and guest army totaled more than 65,000 people, but even after deducting the original vacancies of generals and officials at all levels and conventions, there were actually more than 47,000 border troops and guest troops, which involved the war in March, and more than 10,000 dead and wounded and escaped.

However, let's put down these coins first, even if the original border army has been in arrears for a year, and the unpopular border towns in the distance have not had a single penny for three or four years, and during this year, they have relied on the pressure of officials at all levels, and from time to time do some businessless transactions to ensure that the border army does not mutiny and does not starve to death.

The excerpts and official letters asking for merit and applying for arrears and rewards have been sent to the governor of Yansui and the military department several times, but they are all far away like mud cows into the sea, and there is no news, but the above has agreed not long ago to give the generals and soldiers a promotion, but this is only an empty talk of promotion without a little substantial money and food supply.

Now, Guo Weiquan, the chief soldier of Yulin Town, just wants to raise some money and food for emergency in Yanbian, and he is more than enough to face the 800-mile border land like Baidi.

When Guo Zongbing was worried about his toothache, the soldiers reported that his deputy commander-in-chief jointly visited, Guo Weiquan was as big as a fight, but these two were his own right-hand men, and they made great contributions when they entered the Kou this time, which was something to see.

After the handsome case, he covered his head and said weakly to the soldiers: "Pass." ”

After a military salute, the pro-soldier turned around and walked out quickly, and after a while, the door of the festival hall was dark, and the two deputy commanders entered together.

Guo Weiquan knew why the two steely men cried, so he had to sigh, walked down the handsome case and leaned over to help each other personally, but he helped this one and knelt down that one, and he knelt down this one again, and in the end, Guo Weiquan didn't bother to help him anymore, and sat down on the steps of the handsome hall, holding his helmet and weeping gloomily.

Money and grain, money and grain, just these two fluttering words, Guo Weiquan, a dignified town marshal, couldn't stand up and couldn't raise his face, and he could only hide in the festival hall for more than ten days after the war and didn't dare to go out half a step.

Even if he treats his soldiers harshly, he can't bear to face the soldiers who have survived a hundred battles in the ice and snow, and he is starving.

But there is no food, not even a little bit left

For a while, the whole festival hall was gloomy.

It's not a matter for the three generals to cry here, and the deputy chief soldier Chen Hongfan hurriedly stopped crying after peeking at it, and said in a trembling voice: "General, you have to think of a way no matter what, if you don't distribute money and food, you will really starve to death, but there will really be a mutiny." ”

Deputy Chief Soldier Gong Weixian also suppressed his grief, wiped his tears and begged anxiously: "Marshal, even if there is no reward for the big war, please send some money and food for emergency relief first." ”

Guo Weiquan sighed and spread his hands, "Look at our warehouse now, but there is still a mouse?" Even Ben Shuai is already half hungry and half full, where is there food for you? ”

"Has the marshal ever reported our current situation to the governor's office again?" Gong Weixian asked with the last hope.

"Not only is it reported, the documents for reporting the application are three times a day, and even the military department has reported and begged several times, but alas"

"Didn't you escort grain and grass from all over Yansui?"

Guo Weiquan shook his head bitterly, and said with a difficult smile: "Where else did you get the grain and grass?" It has always been the rice fat of the place where we supply grain and grass to the border army has made a mess, the city is broken, and the grain and grass tax silver has been put up by the pole, and the other counties have increased a lot again in order to make up for the loss of rice fat, but those people have been scraped and scraped overnight, that is, the seeds of Ming Chun have been scraped clean by the officials, but these must be paid to the household department first, and then apportioned to the princes in various places, where is how much is left for us? “

Dure, as dull as death, Gong Weixian also knows that this is the case, the rewards of the princes, and the regularization of the payment of the household department are the top priorities of the Ming Dynasty, as for their own border soldiers, where can they take care of it?

"Then the imperial court can't watch us soldiers who defend the land and make meritorious contributions starve to death like this." I dare not complain, but I can only pray for the Tao.

"Otherwise." Chen Hongfan thought for a long time, raised his eyes and looked at his handsome man and whispered: "Is it not, hard work and handsome" But when he said this, he didn't dare to say it again.

Guo Weiquan knew what he was going to say, but he saw that there were no follow-up letters from more than a dozen official letters asking for food, and the brother wanted to let him go to the governor of Yansui to walk around in person, and explain his current situation to the governor of Yansui in person, hoping to ask for some food and grass for emergency relief, but he really didn't dare to act casually.

The Ming Dynasty guards against the warriors as if guarding against thieves, there is nothing more than that, the military generals are not sent by the military department, and the trilateral governor Yang He ordered the dispatch, if you dare to leave the defense area half a step without permission, both the officials and the people have the right to take down the head on the spot, how many heads do you dare to try the sharpness of the Ming Shang Fang sword?

At this time, the officer behind him, who really couldn't stand it, stepped forward and cautiously saluted: "Marshal, now counting on the imperial court to allocate grain and grass, it may be that there is no hope, at least there is no hope now." ”

Guo Weiquan couldn't help but nod sadly, isn't this nonsense, this result can be seen by anyone.

"But, Dashuai, it's a well-known thing that the people are in turmoil and conquered the county seat, and it must have alarmed the imperial court."

Guo Weiquan couldn't help frowning at the Chinese army suddenly talking about this irrelevant matter, now, for his top priority is food and grass, or people will starve to death, and at that time, there will be a mutiny in the army, and that is the matter that will cost the lives of everyone here. If there is really a mutiny in the army, no matter what your reason is, it is only right to cut yourself off these black cauldrons, what are you doing with me about these irrelevant things?

But this Chinese army is also a scholar, and the leader of the praise painting, since the new emperor withdrew the eunuch supervision army, this Shangfeng sent under the praise painting, in fact, it played a role in monitoring the Chinese army, etc., has become a matter of course the eyes and ears of the court, but it is impossible to offend, although he is not as ruthless as the eunuch, but if it is about dumping, it is even more tricky, or to prevent some for the better, don't be a word lost by him to make a small report.

So Guo Weiquan shook his hand, stood up reluctantly, slowly walked to the back of the handsome case and sat down, and said in a salty and nonchalant manner: "Lord Zanhua, that rice fat bandits, has nothing to do with the border army, our soldiers just guard their duties, don't let the Mongolian Tartars commit the border, as for the loss of Mizhi, there are thousands of guards in various places, so let's do our part." ”

As soon as Nazan heard it, he knew that his handsome man was estranged from himself.

In fact, the above withdrew the eunuch prison army is very happy, or not too greedy and afraid of death, but also do not know how to pretend to understand the blind command, the commander of a knowing military man is dizzy, but dare to be angry and dare not speak, in fact, the defeat of the ten truces has eight stops related to it, that is, the defeat of the sarhu is the end of the eunuch's chaotic command, as the so-called layman commands the insider, that is the way to defeat.

However, after withdrawing the supervising army, the duty of monitoring the military generals fell on him, and he let himself be separated from these military men in vain.

Although he doesn't disdain the rudeness of the soldiers, but now he wants to pull them along, or he really mutiny, he doesn't have the tough backer of the eunuch, and the so-called helping each other in the same boat is the current situation of himself.

So, regardless of the lukewarmness of the general soldiers, Nazanhua stepped forward again and said in a proper manner: "Da Shuai is wrong, but this rice fat matter is related to the survival of Da Shuai and Da Shuai's brothers." ”

"How?" Since it is related to their own vital interests, let's listen to what these filthy literati have to say.

"My lord actually knows that this rice fat battle, although it is rumored that the county town was later recovered, but everyone knows it, it is just that the people have looted and returned it, just to deceive the new emperor today, this matter cannot be concealed from the discerning people, once one day the new emperor is wise and understands the catty during this period, then don't you immediately take the people below to ask for the guilt?"

Guo Weiquan couldn't help nodding, let's not say anything else, it's right or not, even the little emperor's fickle and suspicious personality will definitely settle accounts after the autumn, which is why the first battle of Mizhi has passed for a month, and the reward of the imperial court has not yet arrived. The military department or the official department dare not listen to the heavens, in order to make up for the flaws and omissions below? At that time, it was the time for everyone to celebrate and share the profits with peace of mind.

Guo Weiquan has been a generalist for generations, although he deliberately does not touch the articles that are taboo by literati, but it does not mean that there is no accumulation of human feelings in the past hundred years.

"However, if the governor wants to make up for this omission, he must destroy the pole of the leader, so that he can really make up for his mistakes and win a big victory."

"That's the truth, but that's all about the thousands of households in the guard, and our border army can't intervene, besides, we don't need to interfere, let's take care of the present." Guo Weiquan nodded in agreement, but in his heart, he still had the attitude that I didn't care if I didn't care, and I didn't bother to worry about it.

Seeing that Guo Weiquan still didn't understand, Nazan said again: "In fact, this is a great opportunity for the marshal to solve the various predicaments in front of him, how can the marshal be indifferent?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Guo Weiquan couldn't help but be stunned, how could this mainland matter still be connected to him, this is somewhat something that can't be beaten by eight poles.