Not to mention others, even if more than 60 members of their Zhao family died in the battle of Liaoyang, for the Jianzhou Eight Banners, this hatred is accumulated in blood, and now it is not easy to take revenge, but they were told that they want to release these enemies, and the shock of these men can be imagined.

However, the military orders are like a mountain, and the more than 1,500 soldiers in custody are also close associates of the generals of various armies, even if they are unwilling, but when they reach the edge of the Yalu River, these soldiers still untie the rope.

"Fuck me out! Don't let me see you again!"

Originally, Houjin built a pontoon bridge on the Yalu River, and in disbelief, these old and weak led the children and women, trembling and scrambling to step on the pontoon bridge, for fear that a second too late, a massacre would begin.

Because that's how they treat Akito! At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the old people of Liaoyang had recorded that Nurhachi went down to Gaizhou, ordered the army to lead the bow to shoot the Tang people, and the arrow killed him.

They all killed the civilians of the Ming Dynasty so badly, and it seemed natural for the Ming army to come back.

However, such a scene of arrows raining down did not happen, and more than a thousand of the most elite troops watched them flee back to the west bank of the Yalu River.

Not only did he let them go, Mao Jue also sent them an extra boatload of corn shochu, leaving at the end, there were more than 20 Zhenglan Banner team leaders, warriors, and nobles, all of whom were Jurchen men in their prime, and they were responsible for receiving these wines.

Riding on the horse, Mao Jue was still so weak, and lazily clenched his fists.

"The sword has no eyes, each his own master! However, Mao still admires your master's demeanor, and now this boat of shochu is given to your master, talk about your heart, if your master likes, this spring, Mao is willing to open a border market on the Yalu River, and trade wine in exchange for anything!"

Although Mao Jue was a little lazy, he gave enough respect to his words, but these people didn't appreciate Mao Jue's kindness at all, especially the old man who didn't know which Niu Lu was in the blue flag, and hummed with unprecedented resentment in skilled Liaodong official dialect.

"Less fucking coyness! Minggou, you wait! It won't be long before my lord's army will come to Korea and uproot your bullshit island, leaving no one behind!"

"Hey! Grandpa wants to see it! Who died by the sea back then? ”

Originally, he was unwilling, Wen Meng is angry neck muscles burst out, and he roared wildly when he went up, who knew that Mao Jue actually blocked him with a whip.

"Lao Wen!"

Immediately, he glanced at the same resentful soldiers around him.

"Send these guys across the river!"

Sitting on the boat loaded with wine, more than 20 old men supported a few oars but it was extremely difficult, and they crossed the river crookedly, watching them move the soju down, Mao Jue breathed a sigh of relief, and then waved his hand again.

"Blow up the bridge!"

Explosives canisters have long been buried under the Houjin pontoon, and with the roar of one after another, a pontoon bridge several hundred meters long has been torn and smashed by explosives, even if the Houjin Eight Banners come again, it will not be so easy to cross the turbulent Yalu River!

When he came, he was arrogant, but when he went back, the big guys were a little depressed, especially when the generals also issued a gag order and couldn't tell others that these pro-soldiers were angry and returned to the middle of the crowd, and poured down the wine with their heads held high.

obviously didn't have as many eyes as his brother, and after pouring a few mouthfuls of yellow soup, he couldn't bear the annoyance in his heart, and Zhao Cheng went directly to Zhao Yong's new house in Yizhou.

"Brother, I can't bear this breath, I have to figure it out no matter what, why did I let those dog tartars go! You're my brother! escaped from Liaoyang, Lao Tzu has always listened to you, but now you have to listen to me once! Let's go, follow me to the general's yamen!"

This one, also taking advantage of the rare free time to pour himself a drink and enjoy the joy of the festival, as soon as this brother came, he directly disturbed Zhao Cheng's alcohol, seeing Zhao Yong's nonsense appearance, the white-faced scholar grabbed his hand with a headache and dragged him to sit down.

"Don't fucking ask the generals! The idea of letting go of those Jiannu captives was proposed by Lao Tzu!"

"Brother! You? ”

The wine was a little sober, and the rough man's eyes almost didn't pop out.

To be honest, even if he hadn't experienced the corpse mountain and sea of blood on the battlefield in Liaodong, Zhenglan Qi burned more than half of his iron mountain, and Mao Jue wanted to slaughter these bastards.

But he is the chief general of Tieshan Town, but at this time he can't be reckless, even if he retreats to the Yalu River, it still hasn't changed this Northeast Asia, Houjin has become the hegemon, the boss of the situation, if Huang Taiji raises troops in the spring of this year, he can't hold it, not to mention Yizhou, Tieshan has to be lost, and the infrastructure construction that has been busy for more than half a year will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and it is even more difficult to take it back and continue to develop!

However, Mao Jue also has his own calculations, in fact, Huang Taiji will not be willing to send troops to recruit him so soon, after all, the Eight Banners army is also a person, and they have been fighting for a winter when they go to the Guannei to fight in Jingshi City, and they have looted so much, they are like injured wolves, eager to lick their wounds at the same time, enjoying the flesh and blood of their prey, at this time, no matter how ferocious the wolf is, they are unwilling to act.

Can you maintain a short peace with Huang Taiji, this olive branch is in your hands! If the more than 9,000 Zhenglan Banners and Zhenghongqi banners are all killed, it will be happy, but it will also form a blood feud against the Eight Banners, and at that time, in order to appease the bannermen under his hands, Huang Taiji will also have to send troops to fight to the death.

But if it is released, although Yizhou is lost, and the channel between Houjin and North Korea is cut off, which annoys the upper echelons of the Eight Banners, except for the owner of the Zhenglan Banner, Mang Gurtai, it is estimated that the other banners are too lazy to settle accounts with Mao Jue at this time.

As long as this year drags on, when the time comes, the east bank of the Yalu River will not be what it is now, even if he wants to gnaw Mao Jue, he has to knock off a few of his big teeth.

And it's really nothing to let them go, the rest are the old and weak or women and children of Houjin, all their property and even the beautiful young girls have been deprived of the black-hearted businessman Mao Jue, it is impossible to expect them to be of one heart and one mind with the Ming army, they can't be killed and killed, staying in Yizhou is a scourge, it is better to let it go.

And taking the opportunity Mao Jue actually made an advertisement, using the release of prisoners of war to sell his soju to the Houjin people, not to mention that there is no one in the future, it is estimated that it is unprecedented!

"Let's all underestimate our yellow-mouthed general!"

Taking advantage of the wine, Zhao Cheng raised his wine glass excitedly, patted Zhao Yong's shoulder and said happily.

"Don't look at this as if the Lord is still small, but the scheming can be deep! Quietly, he pulled out this Yizhou City, and he is not stingy, the surrounding stockades have been given to our brothers and the Tian family, the He family, everyone has meat to eat! After rushing to the Phi Island Kong, there is a Dekong general, and he has also caught dozens of heads, everyone has benefits, you see, where does this general want to move next time? No one hesitates, and they must follow when they scream!"

With so many bends, Zhao Yong, who has more muscles than brain cells, really didn't think about it, pinched this chin and pondered for a long time, it's really this reason! However, he was still a little puzzled and snorted angrily.

"These dogs are wolf-hearted and dog-hearted, let them go back, sooner or later one day they will have to be killed, if I want to say, they should come according to their prairie rules, and the ones who are higher than the wheels will be slaughtered! The provincial bow wheel knife will make our Erlang bleed!"

"This, you don't have to worry, Master General, you have already given them and the Tartar Lord enough respect!"

At the mention of this, a strange smile appeared on the white-faced scholar's face.

…………

The news of the fall of Yizhou, Huang Taiji only learned a month late, retreated from the Daming Pass, the Eastern Mongolian steppe, he once again held an alliance, established the dominance of the Later Jin in Eastern Mongolia, and then returned to Liaodong, at that time there was no telephone, a few days before the verge of Shengjing, this was reported by the fugitive.

"It just doesn't make sense! Mao Wenlong something, he was beaten like a dog by our Eight Banners in the early years, and he fled into the sea in embarrassment! This minion dares to rebel against the sky! ”

Mang Gurtai, really responded to the word Mang in the name, early in the morning, the roof of the Hall of the Han King of Shengjing Palace was almost not lifted by his loud voice, full of anger, this Zhenglan Banner Lord, one of the eight largest slave owners in Houjin, roared angrily.

"Eighth! Immediately order all the cattle to record! We should conquer North Korea again!"

"Presumptuous! Five Baylors, you are talking to the Great Khan! Pay attention to your attitude! Military affairs are decided by the Great Khan!"

This thing had just finished roaring, and in the palace of the Khan King, an equally loud voice was suppressed, which provoked the anger of Mang Gurtai.

"Lao Tzu masters, speak, where is your turn to bark at the dog slave, damn it, Lao Tzu is going to teach you a lesson now to let you know and know the rules!"

Rolling up his sleeves, this reckless man was really going to fight, so panicked that several other Baylors hurriedly grabbed him from behind, pulled and pulled, and persuaded him.

In this farce, Huang Taiji was always like water, without saying a word, his fat body sat firmly on the dragon chair of the Khan Wang, and he didn't look at the reckless old five reckless Gurtai, who actually fell on the wine jar that carried the upper hall, and the Niu Lu officer who knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise his head.

"Tell me, how did the little general surnamed Mao take down our blue flag and the impregnable Yizhou?"

When Huang Taiji spoke, the entire palace of the Khan King was quiet, including the shouting Zhenglan Banner Lord Mang Gurtai, and the Niu Lu officer who fled back cried bitterly and kowtowed.

"That Ming dog relied on his own large number of people, and he didn't dare to fight head-on with the warriors of our Jianzhou! Despicable captured Uiju with muskets!"

What he said was really right, but Mao Jue's use of this musket was different from others, but he didn't say it, especially raised his hand sadly, and this Niu Lu really cried bitterly and showed it to a circle of nobles.

"That Ming Dog also brutally cut off the thumbs of the minions and the 1,000 men of my Zhenglan Banner, hypocritically saying, this is a respect for the Great Khan! Great Khan, let the minions be in charge! ”

Seeing this Niu Lu's really broken hands, in the palace of the Khan King, all the Jurchen nobles raised their eyebrows, and even Huang Taiji couldn't help but shake his head, but in an instant, the voice of the ruler of the Houjin Kingdom suddenly rose all of a sudden.

"Fan Wencheng, what do you think?"