The crying child has milk to eat, and after the Twin Islands Mutiny, Phi Dao's first reaction is to make trouble!

The various checkpoints were confined, and tens of thousands of Pidao troops were taken on vacation by Mao Wenlong, and they ran to the streets and screamed, which could be regarded as a parade, which frightened the merchants and people in the streets and alleys to close their homes, and the pedestrians did not come out.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it! Yuan Chonghuan's cowhide is blown too big, some people have already looked at him unpleasantly, if Mao Wenlong is dead, the dead man has no use value, but he doesn't dare to say anything, and the court can only admit this established fact! But Mao Wenlong is alive, and Yuan Chonghuan forced this general who has worked the front line of the anti-gold almost reversed, so it has to be said!

Even Emperor Chongzhen was dissatisfied, and issued an edict three times, scolding Yuan Chonghuan, and did not pee on Mao Wenlong, and news had come from the court that the Beijing division sent Qincha, with 200,000 taels of military salaries and more than 100,000 stone military rations, and was ready to go to Phi Island to appease the army.

However, Yuan Chonghuan did not suffer a loss in this battle, although he was scolded by public opinion very badly, but Yuan Chonghuan was still very tough, and sent troops to forcibly take over Lushunkou, and the former Dongjiang general Shang Kexi was stationed here, Mao Wenlong's series of military exploits, gold, Fu, and cover battles were all achieved here, especially here is also an extremely important ginseng mink trading market, this time, it is enough for Mao Wenlong to hide in the study and scold his mother for a long time.

The ups and downs in the Beijing division are the game of their big shots, Mao Jue is still a small Qianzong, these are not with him for the time being, he has no interest in following the intrigue, nor does he have the energy to follow the mixture.

This time back, the power structure of Dongjiang Town has obviously changed, first of all, Shen Shikui, the second person in Dongjiang Town, was obviously indifferent to the marshal, a group of generals were raised and lowered, Mao Youde, who had made meritorious contributions, Mao Zhongming was reused, the former directly took charge of the West Battalion, and the latter was also transferred out to take charge of the situation, Mao Jue did not live a free life, although he was still a thousand generals, but he was pressed by Mao Wenlong on a heavy burden, and gave him Shang Kexi's old department, almost a battalion of more than 1,000 horses, And unlike the thousands of households under Mao Jue's command before, these are all soldiers.

However, to be honest, Mao Jue was reluctant to take these guys.

"Ha~he~"

Facing the sun and rolling his eyes, Mao Jue couldn't help but yawn heavily.

Although he is wearing a phoenix-winged helmet and cotton armor on his body, he tilts his head and looks like he is sleepy and has tears flowing down, no matter how he looks at it, he looks like a young master, especially when he is still dressed in plain clothes with this "little guy" with clear eyebrows, this girl is really idle in the house, anyway, he Mao Jue is the eldest young master of the Mao family, and he bribed Mao Youde to brew two jars of wine, and the plain clothes followed in.

Wen Meng, the leaders of the thousands of generals and the cronies of the chief master of the huge sea are holding their heads high and looking majestic, this is the day to receive Shang Kexi's soldiers, no matter what, they also have to hold out the majesty of the main general, but it is a pity that they are surrounded by such a main general, it is really a little impressable.

Fortunately, the audience facing is not a good thing, about twenty thatched houses are neatly enclosed into a courtyard house, the camp is messy, hanging clothes randomly, piles of sundries in the corner, and there is a smell of urine, walking through the camp room is not a soldier who is draped in battle, but a group of chickens, ducks and dogs, and it can be a little tidy by the house at the east end, and there are weapon racks at the door of the house, there are big knives and spears, etc., and the whole piece is left, it is a big village.

Mao Jue is also not surprised, everything is corrupted at the end of the Ming Dynasty, civil officials are corrupt, the army is also corrupt, more than 1,000 soldiers and horses, that is, mercenaries can receive military salaries, in fact, there are only less than 200 Shang Kexi's cronies, and the rest can only get a few buckets of loose grain every month to make a living, how much combat power can they expect from this situation?

Moreover, the pro-soldiers with combat effectiveness died a lot in Shuangdao, followed Shang Kexi and left, and the rest were not of the same mind as themselves, and it was too difficult to want this army to exert its combat effectiveness, which was also one of the reasons why Mao Jue couldn't lift his spirits.

Leaning on the east barracks, there are still a little mentally dressed soldiers waiting there, a middle-aged man with fat and oily face, who is about to hold up the cotton armor into a bun with a smile on his face, his eyes are almost squeezed out, waiting there, the size of this product is a bit similar to the huge sea, but the huge sea is really strong, not so exaggerated, and there is a lot of strength, but this product is fat at a glance, and it is estimated that there is no less nonsense to eat and drink on weekdays.

Next to him was a man who was a little burder than Mao Youde, with a face full of horizontal silk flesh and a few scars, this person was really called a strong man, but unfortunately, his face was full of unruliness, holding his arms and raising his head arrogantly, as if he didn't bother to look at Mao Jue at all.

The rest of them are all soldiers, many of whom are still wounded, but their physical fitness is good, and they have big shoulders and round waists. The two in front are estimated to be the leaders under Shang Kexi's command, and the ones behind are the pro-soldiers and the general banner and the small banner, which can be regarded as the most elite combat effectiveness of Shang Kexi's battalion, but this group of people still makes Mao Jue shake his head.

Regardless of physique, just the messy standing statues of this group of people reflect their lack of discipline, and they are still too far from Mao Jue's ideal army.

"Oops, Master Qian!"

This Mao Jue led a few pro-soldier generals, and he seemed to shake in like the underworld, and he didn't wait to come to him, but the fat and oily general was already greeted with a smile on his face, and his fat head was like a translator in the anti-Japanese drama, and he worked hard to twist his thick waist and bowed big.

"Mark Su Changmei, I've seen Master Qian!"

Mao Jue almost didn't cough and turned his back to breath.

This name is really elegant enough, but this dignified ...... is close to "Korea", I really don't know what courage makes him wear this name and not float over to plastic surgery.

This product is still a self-cooked, and before Mao Jue could react, he had already introduced himself endlessly.

"The ancestral home of Hangzhou is marked, and he is a person from the same territory as Mr. Qian, and he has also read books for a few years, and he is the head of the battalion and the governor of the grain road in the B-shaped camp, this, this is our B-word battalion outpost to explore Ma Qian's general tiger, that tiger brother, don't hurry up to see Mao Qianzong!"

This is a bit embarrassing, don't look at the few soldiers, many officers in the Shang Kexi camp are on the same level as Mao Jue, and even one or two grades older than him, it is really not easy to suppress the field, sure enough, it seems to be extremely reluctant, this should be an outpost from the Mongols, the outpost scout horse snorted coldly at Mao Jue and arched his fist A sentence is under the tiger, and he actually turned around and left, and even followed him, those pro-soldiers who came out together, the general flag and the small flags also walked a little half.

"Something!"

Wen Meng was immediately reluctant to get up, and scolded the general behind him: "When you are a cousin, you will pay back your mother's archway, show your loyalty, you fucking go to Lushun, what kind of big onions are you filling here?" ”

"Hey, this military master is angry, he is a crab, rectum, unreasonable, Xiao Mao Shuai, don't be like him!"

The relationship between the two seems to be not bad, and this Sammo Hung's version of Su Changmei hurriedly nodded yes with a smiling face, playing favors.

This battalion, which had just experienced a rebellion, had low expectations from Mao Jue, so he snorted vaguely, and immediately took the lead towards the Chinese army before Shang Kexi. Squeezed out a smile on his face, this Su Du Liangdao was cheeky and squeezed beside Mao Jue and followed.

In the end, it is a soldier, Shang Kexi still has a battalion foundation, with more than 600 bird guns, 50 tiger squatting cannons, and 200 cavalry, although there are 16 left, but the horse is still there, in the end the blood in the heart has not been extinguished, Shang Kexi battalion This horse is still fat, but like all the common problems of the Ming army, Shang Kexi is also heavy on pro-soldiers and despises other types of soldiers, except for his pro-soldier cavalry, the other soldiers are very average.

This one came over, the soldiers washed the clothes, the cooks, the more than a dozen cast iron tiger squat cannons were thrown directly in the open air, and a layer of rust had been born, and some even used the bird guns as clothespoles, although there were soldiers who came over respectfully bowing and saluting the master, but this thin and thin, old, and dull soldier made Mao Jue feel less energetic than the more than 100 young people he recruited in the fishing village.

It's a pity that even if he doesn't like it anymore, Mao Wenlong kicked himself, entered Shang Kexi's big tile house full of wine, and was annoyed by the kind of flushing and snorting his nose, Mao Jue didn't even look at the roster that Su Changmei ran in and out of, and hurriedly went out again, took a deep breath, and then became more comfortable.

"I won't look at the roster, tomorrow there is a school field, there is one end counted as the other, pull it out for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will make a book according to this, what is sick, diarrhea can't come, tell them, in the future, the army food will not be used for fucking purposes!"

"But, little hairy handsome ......"

The face of this bun is wrinkled like a bun fold, and he didn't stutter a whole sentence for half a day when he stumbled in his mouth there, Mao Jue is an anxious person, and he was so anxious to listen to it that he really wanted to scratch his ears and cheeks.

"If you have something to say, you can talk about it, and if you have a fart, let it go!"

"Back to Xiao Mao Shuai, Shang Ye, no, Shang Kexi, that traitor filled the army with grain and grass on the ship, and there were only a few cylinders of military rations left in the camp, this is still a day divided into three days, which only lasted these two days, tomorrow the army will be hungry, and then order the drill, I am afraid that the end will be ......."

"What?"

Mao Jue is really a little dumbfounded, this is still gratifying, it's really enough, it's just a matter of embezzling military salaries on the job, this is the unspoken rule of Daming, and he got a vote before leaving, this is good, what will he use to feed these more than 1,000 mouths?

"The military rations were pulled, why didn't they pull it back?"

"All of them let Liu Xingzuo and Liu Guerrilla move away!"