It's a bit tricky.

A strategic map of Daming Shandong is hung on the wall, and Mao Jue, who is dotted with red crosses and forks, has no appetite at all, and has an old man with a strained face.

Now it is not a question of whether he can pacify the matter, but whether this rebellion can be solved, since the beginning of the Wuqiao rebellion, Fan Wenju has gathered more than 30,000 people around him, and successively defeated the Shandong officials and troops in Linyi, Qingzhou, Changyi, and Pingdu, and Shandong Governor Yu Dacheng was beaten and shrunk in Jinan and did not dare to come out, and the number of people was as high as two or three hundred thousand when he hit Laizhou.

In the past few years, there has been a great drought in Shandong, and there are already starvations all over the place, and there are a large number of deserters scattered in the place, and there are many thieves and thieves who have fallen into the grass, bandits, and horse thieves, and the Liaodong refugees who have withdrawn from outside the customs have become extremely serious social problems.

It is also because Liaodong Town is subordinate to Shandong, after Yu Dacheng's defeat, the exile army entered the territory of Laizhou, and Sun Yuanhua, the governor of Denglai, immediately asked for the mobilization of the Guanwai troops, that is, the one encountered by Mao Jue, in Laishan, the Qinghe area did defeat the exile army several times, forcing them to retreat to the southwest of the peninsula, so that the form was much better.

But at this juncture, the ministers of the DPRK and China pumped their brains again, and the Ning Yuanbing was transferred to the south on the line of fire, leaving Sun Yuanhua with a round of applause, and as a result, just five days before Mao Jue's arrival, Dengzhou City was captured, and the general Zhang Tao surrendered, and more than 8,000 Liao soldiers under Sun Yuanhua also surrendered to the rebels.

To add insult to injury, Sun Yuanhua was one of the few Westernizers in the Ming scholars, he received Catholic baptism, the army was heavily equipped with firearms, and there were many Hongyi cannons, and he also hired Portuguese mercenaries as instructors, and the army's combat effectiveness exceeded that of the ordinary Ming army.

That's tricky!

Originally, Mao Jue thought it was very beautiful, and hurried to Shandong, taking advantage of the dizziness of the exile army to sell them a good idea, and open an opening to let them escape to Liaodong as in history, but instead of taking the Ming firearms army to join Jiannu, but into the arms of his Dongjiang River, but now it is good, Wang Hua'an has two or three hundred thousand, as well as Hongyi cannons, and the Liao army in the formation occupies most of Dengzhou, on the other hand, the Dongjiang army is also in the early 10,000s, and it is pressed in Laizhou, and the nearby friendly troops are also Fushan, Aoshan, Lingshanwei has a few local soldiers and horses, and there are only 10,000 people in one piece, is it possible for Wang Hua'an to take refuge in himself?

"These are displaced people, not the army, no matter how bad these local soldiers in Shandong are, they shouldn't be beaten like this, right?"

The corners of his mouth twitched, Mao Jue turned around sadly, and shouted at a few hungry officers in amazement.

"General, this, it's still about you......"

Although there was such a big incident, the thirty or forty thousand Liao people who gathered in Dengzhou in the early days had already been transported to the Dongjiang River, and with the labor force, Su Changmei's fat man took the opportunity to circle the two counties of Li's North Korea in Ping'an Dao, and formed the Ninth Pro-Corps from among the displaced people, and Zhao Tiehan became the commander of this corps.

At the mention of this, this tall and thin man also showed a strange look on his face, and reported his fist in a strange tone.

"Have you forgotten that for fear that the Liao people would be bullied, you left more than a thousand bayonets and firearms for Fan Wenju?"

Mao Jue was suddenly even more speechless.

"General, the food is going to be cold, look!"

Seeing that Mao Jue was frowning, Mao Jue next to him helplessly opened his mouth to divert the topic.

"Yes, you have to eat if you want to fight! Eat!"

slapped his thigh, Mao Jue's face suddenly turned to hatred again, and he stood up happily. The general has moved, and Kong Youde, who has been thirsty for a long time, immediately walked there silly and happily.

"That's it, what the general said is right, aren't there just some rebellious people? In the end, I drank this enough, and now I will use a machete, and I will click them all, and I will exchange my heads for wine and drink, and I will be quick!"

"Come on! You are old, and the general is not afraid of the wind in front of him, flashing his tongue, the last time he hunted wild boars, who let the pigs run all over the mountain? If you go into battle tomorrow, you have to watch Master Wen!"

Kong Youde, a rough man, still wanted to play a warm wine to kill Huaxiong, which provoked the other guys to immediately ridicule him unconvinced, especially Wen Meng, with a sip of the wine glass, his eyes were about to turn to the sky. Listening to a lot of foul language, a few cups of yellow soup in the stomach, a few guys can blow one by one, sitting on the top, Mao Jue shook his head helplessly.

Who are all of him?

But unconsciously, that anxiety was much lighter. Even in the face of hundreds of thousands of rebellious troops, these Liao Han are still so light-hearted, this is iron righteousness!

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To tell the truth, this battle is not easy to fight, not only the enemy's strength is strong, but also different from the previous battles that Mao Jue has fought, the Battle of Uiju, the Battle of Jeju Island, the Battle of Daeling River, and even the Battle of Nagasaki, as long as you are in the designated place, you can fight to the death with the intended enemy, this is called a battle!

But this time, the scope of the battlefield is very vast, and the entire Denglai Road! The size here includes a large number of municipal-level units such as Yantai, Penglai, Weihai, Rongcheng, Wendeng, Laiyang, Qingdao, etc., Mao Jue gnawed Li Chao on the left like a mouse, and stole a piece of Li Chao on the right, and the area of the entire Dongjiang River was only a small half of Denglai.

It's a complete war.

The large-scale war that Mao Jue himself commanded alone seems to be the only one in Hangzhou this time, but he is careless in this battle, after all, the people who charge into the battle are pirates, and he is not distressed when he dies, but now he is fighting for his own family background, and he cannot be sloppy.

On May 27, Mao Jue arrived at Fushanwei, and the command system of the Dongjiang River was complete, but at the first time, Mao Jue did not launch an attack, but actively built fortifications near Fushan, as if he did not come to quell the rebellion, but to shrink back.

To tell the truth, the three guard commanders of the Fushan Institute were all nervous, for fear that Mao Jue, a hairy boy, would come up with enthusiasm and drag them, the last officers and troops of Ludong, to Dengzhou and the chaotic people, and they were worried for several days, but a small earth city appeared next to them, and for a while, several local commanders actually had a feeling of crying and laughing, but the rumors and rumors also followed.

What a Liaodong powerhouse, it's just a bunch of cowards!

The highest military and political commander in Denglai Dao is Sun Yuanhua, the governor of Denglai, after the fall of Dengzhou, he does not know whether he is alive or dead, although Mao Jue has lost his ally Olympic aid, but it also brings a benefit, freedom!

If there was a civil official like Ye Yunting, the governor of Zhejiang, who pointed fingers at his head, Mao Jue really doubted that he could shoot him with one shot.

I don't care what those Shandong soldiers say, Mao Jue is my own way, I didn't show much of my ability to fight, but he showed his ability to repair walls! It took more than ten days to move down from the ship, and to cut the wood of Laoshan as a beam, thirteen days, in the later Qingdao City, that is, today's Fushan, a larger earthen city than the city of Fushan stood on the land of Shandong.

And after repairing the city, what Mao Jue did was even more coquettish, training soldiers!

Although the Iron Righteous Army has a drill code, usually in the Dongjiang River, but the New Year's Festival is not idle, and they have to be trained every day, after all, Lord Mao's military salary is not so easy to get, but just recruited more than 1,700 two Southern Corps but still belong to a new recruit egg, when fighting Hangzhou, at most it can be a façade force, and the actual combat effectiveness is still scum.

Now there are only six regiments of less than 5,000 soldiers, but the opponent has almost 100,000, although the quality is not comparable, but there are more ants can bite elephants to death, if you can increase the army to eight regiments before the start of the war, it is still worth working hard.

And the addition of southern soldiers seems to have played a great role in improving morale.

"Listen up, you little bunnies! Those on the other side are all southern soldiers, the rabbit cubs brought by Grandpa Qi back then, Grandpa Qi is from Shandong, even if he is half a native of Liaozhen, his old man Wuqu Xing is mortal, we can't compare, but what are those southerners? They can also be sour and sour, and we have to fight in the north!"

As if turned into a loudspeaker, Wen Meng's vocal cords were a little hoarse, but then he screamed like an angry old man.

"When I train for a while, I will be fierce to Lao Tzu, if anyone loses the face of our Liaozhen masters, you don't have to resist the master's gun, go home and plant potatoes as soon as possible, do you understand!"

can compete with the regiment that has been out of the Qi family's army, and a group of Liaodong men are really like they have been beaten with chicken blood, as soon as the horn sounded, the soldiers of the first pro-regiment in the tent rushed out with bright muscles and red eyes.

"Hey!"

In the high roar, a row of soldiers carried another row, not like their own people, and fell to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall, bang, everyone who watched it was in pain, but Tie Yijian, who fell on the ground, did not frown, and then stood up and changed positions, with a roar, and threw his comrades out of the shoulder.

Don't underestimate such masochistic training, anything on the battlefield can make a sound, in a cold weapon fight, you are thrown to the ground by someone, and the fart does not stand up and then grow, if the other party is thrown to the ground by you, dizzy and can't stand up for a long time, then you can walk off the battlefield alive!

Not only over-the-shoulder falls, but also single falls, really take yourself as if you are not a person to hold the gun sideways, a row of sergeants smashed themselves to the ground, a row of bricks stacked there, this is the unique honor of elite soldiers, in the straight eyes of those southern soldiers, those selected lucky ones showed off a loud roar, a thunderclap down, a bang, the brick broke off with the trend.

"Damn, these Liaodong barbarians are too fucking dead, right?"

The queue in the morning stood up, and at this time it was training to raise a gun, seven or eight pounds of guns, plus ten pounds of bayonets, it was not enough, but also to hang a stone under the gun, holding the gun straight, and some of the men who were farming in Yiwu had trembling arms.

The officers are all temporary officers selected in the team, and all of them have a code on their heads, and they use the township surname, but Mao Jue promised that after the first battle, the officers will be selected from those with outstanding military merits, whether it is the current acting officers, or those who are eager to try, they are full of morale.

Looking at those Liaodong men showing, those self-motivated southern soldiers also shouted at their comrades on the left and right in a low voice.

"Don't forget who our ancestors were? Qi Jiajun! When these northern barbarians were beaten by the Mongols, our grandparents followed Qi Dashuai to beat them! Whenever something happens in northern Xinjiang, it's not from the elite of our southern soldiers, cheer up, don't lose our grandfather's face!"

Being a soldier in this era is different from the era of peace, and how many people who dare to come have a blood in their hearts, and they really want to go into battle and bleed hard! In these years, the concept of the ancestors is much clearer than that of later generations, and it is much more important, as soon as I heard it, don't lose the face of the grandfathers, and the Yiwu soldiers are once again gritting their teeth and breaking their bodies straight.

The day's training ended in this mutual competition, and with the horn of the exercise, both the northern and southern soldiers all collapsed and walked off the playground.

However, the hard power of Dongjiang Town here has just been shown, and in each battalion, there are already fireheads who have set up a big iron pot, and it is three pots, one is stuffy with a big pot of rice, and the other is stewed with meat and vegetables, the local pig raw mutton, the jerky traded with Liaodong, and the whole boiled eggs, braised with soy sauce, sugar and salt, stuffy, thick oil and red sauce, which is the most suitable for the appetite of these soldiers who have been tired for a day.

The other is a stew made with canned fish produced by Dongjiang and fresh vegetables.

Many Ming army barracks do not want to train, but they can't afford to train, sergeant training will increase consumption, will be tired, tired will eat more, but the military salary and military food can not be distributed, where to get more of this part, even the most elite Qi family army can only be three days of exercise, fortunately Mao Jue is not himself can make trouble, will collect money, the Dongjiang army can maintain such a high intensity, so that the sergeants can convert protein into muscles, and fall hard.

Physical fitness is combat effectiveness, as long as there are conditions, Mao Jue will try his best to maintain the food level of the army, and the iron righteousness pot is good, so that many Phidao soldiers want to come over to Mao Jue to be a soldier without military salary.

However, to maintain tens of thousands of troops to eat and drink well, it is certainly unrealistic to bring their own, every day Mao Jue's quartermaster also goes out like bees, a large number of local chickens, ducks, geese, eggs and pigs are pulled over by cars, every morning, Mao Jue's camp is also as lively as the market, all of them are locals who come to sell agricultural products, and even many businessmen rush over from several counties with goods.

A few counties away!

This night passed, it was a sunny day, and in the morning there was a large gathering outside the earthen wall, this year is so unfair, the peasants have worked hard for a year, they can't eat a little meat, and they can't even eat enough, but the materials are not nothing, as long as they get the money, they can get what they want, and they can get as much as they want.

Although the bazaar is lively, but there is only one buyer, the farmers and merchants are waiting in line with baskets to pick and see, basically the vegetables are not bad, as long as they are not rotten eggs, with a wave of their hands, they can be carried in, and the other side of the market price is paid, and there is no arrears.

Just in time for the Dongjiang Army's breakfast, carrying things in, a strong fragrance suddenly came, and suddenly smelled the pungent fragrance, a foreign businessman with a Liaodong accent and a beard couldn't help but say with envy and jealousy.

"It smells so good! Are you really soldiers? It seems that the food is better than that of our county lords? ”

"No, all of them are uncles!"

really talked about the quartermaster's heart, this guy gritted his teeth and hummed there: "This pampered one, the last time the dish was a little bad, I almost mutiny, and I tore Lao Tzu apart, damn it, our general is too good-minded, raising this bunch of things!"

Can't endure hardship!

As if thoughtful, the bearded man looked back at the earthen wall more than three meters high, and just when he saw his trance, a cold reminder sounded behind him.

"Na! Your ten pigs, twenty sheep, a total of twenty taels, this is an important place in the barracks, take the money and leave quickly, don't look around, let the law enforcement team catch it, Lao Tzu can't protect you!"

"Yes! Be! Master Jun!"

Nodding and bowing hurriedly, the bearded merchant walked out with the silver in gratitude, but he didn't take a few steps, and while people were not paying attention, he couldn't help but turn his head sharply, and after a while, his pupils suddenly tightened a little.

On the east wall, more than a dozen Dongjiang soldiers were panting and lifting a cannon onto the city wall.

The defense is so strong that you still have to raise the cannon? This Dongjiang Army is really ......

A wave of disdain was revealed on his face, and the bearded merchant finally walked out without looking back.

As the sun rose higher and higher, the quartermaster who had completed the acquisition closed the door, carrying silver and copper coins, and most of them left happily, some even lit a cigarette, and the merchants and peasants who did not meet the standard had to carry their baskets in despair and scatter in all directions.

The bearded merchant was in the crowd unremarkable, but he didn't notice that there seemed to be more people in the crowd than when he came......

(End of chapter)