"No need," Zhu Youlang waved his hand, "I told them not to report it." Zhu Youlang said and walked to the map, and also pondered.

"Alas! Since the battle of Mopan Mountain, I have been racing against time every time I make decisions, and fortunately I have won every time, but I don't know what will happen this time. ”

"Your Majesty is blessed with good fortune, and you can naturally turn evil into good fortune."

"Okay, okay, the lieutenant is a slave of the Son of Heaven, so it is understandable, there is no need for the prince to comfort me. I was thinking about how to solve the territory between Burma and Yunnan. ”

"Longchuan, Ganya, Nandian, Mangshi...... There are also large and small toasts under Yongchang Mansion... On the east side are Cheli, Yuanjiang and other places, these toasts are more difficult to deal with in comparison, if they are really connected together, these toasts may be able to mobilize more than 50,000 troops to defend each other, I have sent the king of Jin to persuade them personally, but in fact, I have no bottom in my heart. ”

Dou Mingwang said in his heart, Your Majesty, you are crazy to make this kind of decision, these toasts who have been guarding for hundreds of years sell you a face to help you, and you want their territory with your backhand? What's more, where can so many rogue officials be dispatched?

In fact, in the face of the news that Li Dingguo came back, Zhu Youlang also regretted a little, feeling that his step was too big, and he was pulling the egg, obviously it was something that needed to be gradual, but he planned to do it once and for all before he digested Yunnan?

However, Zhu Youlang felt that he was very empty, but these old hats didn't necessarily feel it? They didn't know the cost of Ava's supplies, they didn't know the convenience of the tracks, and they didn't know that behind the army of tyrants was a room full of bonds of all denominations instead of silver...... They could only see the new army dragging artillery on a few horses, and even the other side could not even hit the artillery, fleeing or even surrendering directly, and the troops they sent to help in the battle were even scattered...... There are so many toasts, there are always people who are not in harmony, as long as a few of them are "traitors", the fate of others can be imagined.

With a worried mood, Zhu Youlang met with several staff officers on duty and gave some earnest teachings--- whether it was academic or ideological, almost anywhere, Zhu Youlang tried to make himself shine.

The situation in Yunnan is changing day by day, with the price dropping, more and more soldiers drink spirits, and even near the barracks, there are vendors selling spirits mixed with water--- which is quite cost-effective; Li Dingguo went up and down the Yunnan Prefecture, and a group of people like woodpeckers caught insects in the bureaucratic system in Yunnan, and by the way, he also dealt with some landlords who looked like soft persimmons or fat sheep, and fought for a lot of land for the expected military tun--- and the original tenants of this land were naturally "arranged to work." Although they were not very happy about the rhythm of life being changed, as long as they did not starve to death, no one thought of rebelling, so they had to go along with it.

……

Since the end of his life as a stepping stone, Wu Sangui was "invited" back to Awadang to raise pigs, and he ate and drank well every day, but he was not allowed to go far away--- it was no problem to walk around the city, but he was also stared at. "I wonder what happened to my family in Beijing? Were his subordinates scattered by the Qing court? Alas... It's better to celebrate the Death Day for me on that day! Wu Sangui sighed all day long, and he didn't dare to write down anything on paper, so he could only count the days and worry about what he was thinking about every day.

Although he got a lot of pain mentally, but there was no shortage of material, Wu Sangui soon began to eat and drink all day long, before the war was non-stop, there were no these good dishes on the road, and now the day is precarious, and he must be a full ghost when he dies.

These movements were naturally reported in front of the emperor, and Zhu Youlang just smiled: "Put it to death and live later." ”

A few days later, an official dressed in a flying fish suit knocked on Mr. Wu's door.

"Your Majesty has asked me to convey my message to you."

Wu Sangui knelt down with trembling legs, "Your Majesty knows that you are deeply sinful, and you don't think about the emperor's grace, become the eagle dog of the East Captives, and make my emperor Ming to the point of exhaustion; However, His Majesty felt that killing you would not give you more territory, second, more money and food, and third, more ordnance, so he decided to let you make meritorious service and redeem yourself. If you're willing to do this, pack up and go with me. ”

Naturally, he had no choice. Following this man into a courtyard, he saw the soldiers who had followed him, as well as about forty percent of the Manchurian Eight Banners, and of course many Burmese with much darker complexions.

"Your Majesty is extraordinarily gracious, and sent back some of the soldiers and horses to you to form the first regiment of the security army, after all, you have fought for decades, and you will always return with the troops, you can't beat the soldiers of the King of Jin, and can't you beat the Burmese?"

Wu Sangui hurriedly said: "That's nature." ”

"This is a variety of documents compiled by the General Staff, you should familiarize yourself with it. Your Majesty orders you to take command of the 1st Regiment of the Security Army, which has four infantry battalions under the regiment, two infantry companies, one artillery company, and one general affairs company directly under the regimental headquarters. The establishment was two thousand four hundred, but now there are only one thousand eight. It will slowly replenish you with soldiers in the future. ”

"Yes, yes..." Wu Sangui nodded like pounding garlic, and his whole heart seemed to be gasping for breath after being waterboarded.

Then, Wu Sangui met with the officers who had been arranged one by one in the introduction. The military chiefs were generally their own family members or Manchurians. But the staff officers and the like are doped sand, and the authority of these people is not small. If Wu Sangui knew how the Japanese deputy of the puppet Manchurians manipulated the puppet Manchurians in later generations, he would definitely feel empathy; Of course, Zhu Youlang just didn't want him to backfire on himself.

Wu Sangui nodded and watched the official of the brocade guard leave, hid in the regiment headquarters in a daze, and summoned his subordinates who once belonged to him. As soon as the soldiers saw the commander, they poured bitter water on him, telling him about the hardships of his hard labor.

But he didn't think about it, Wu Sangui scolded them all the time: "You people who finally escaped death, you don't want to live and want to drag me into the water?" Let's keep it useful! ”

"How many of these soldiers are not our people? Who pays for the military salary? Use your brains, what are these staff officers for? They are not just staff members of the painting, but they have actual power! If you still want to live, wouldn't it be good to buy a field in a place where you can grow twice in a year? ”

Everyone was silent around Wu Sangui, and they had to admit that what they said made sense. Wu Sangui comforted me with kind words: "During this time, Your Majesty rewarded me with some silver money, and I have handed it over to the people around me to buy wine and food, so let's finally get together and have a drink." "Alcohol is the best anesthetic for these people who are dead. Wu Sangui not only wants to reminisce about the past, but also wants to see how many hidden Jinyi Wei agents are in these "old people"? Even his own will can be destroyed, let alone his own men?

(End of chapter)