From the barracks of the Qing army, Jiang Chuan looted thousands of stones, grains, grasses, black beans and other materials. At the same time, he also got more than a thousand sets of various armors, all of which he stored in the system warehouse and weapons warehouse.

After seeing that all these things were packed, another soldier came to report that more than 1,000 horses had been found in the Qing army barracks.

Jiang Chuan took a look with great interest, most of these horses are war horses, and a small part of them belong to pulling horses, which are used to pull carts.

Compared with the war horses produced by the system, these horses are generally shorter and smaller in size, which is a typical Mongolian horse.

In fact, the Manchus did not produce many horses in their own territory, and basically got horses from Mongolia. The advantages of Mongolian horses are good endurance, strong physical strength, do not need to be served too carefully, have a strong ability to adapt to the environment, and can fight in various harsh environments. In the past, the Mongol army was able to sweep half the world, and the tenacious and brave Mongolian horses can be said to have contributed a lot.

However, the disadvantage of Mongolian horses is that they cannot carry heavy warriors like heavy cavalry in battle because of their small size.

Each of the war horses produced by the system is tall and large, belonging to a typical Arabian horse, with good load, strong explosiveness, high sprint speed, and can quickly comprehend the knight's intentions, cooperate well with people, and will not react much to various sounds on the battlefield, so it is very suitable for cavalry combat use.

But the biggest drawback is the lack of stamina, and the picky feed and combat environment, which are the advantages of Mongolian horses.

Looking at these horses, Jiang Chuan was already wondering if if he could breed a war horse with all the advantages of both horses after crossing Mongolian horses with Arabian horses.

In the era of cold weapons, excellent war horses are definitely of great strategic significance.

Don't worry about it for now, let's get it all back. Anyway, Erlong Valley has a lot of terrain, and there are a lot of wild grasses by the lake, so it's not too convenient to feed the horses or something.

"These horses are ours from now on, and we must get them back for me." Jiang Chuan instructed the commander.

"No!" The commander excitedly agreed, and hurriedly arranged for the manpower to go.

As a soldier, there are not many who don't like horses. Ancient men wanted to own a horse, just as modern men wanted to have their own car, which was a matter of identity and manhood.

After the entire Qing military camp was basically swept away, two hundred cavalry were left behind to guard the barracks, and the scouts were also released twenty miles away, so that the Tartar reinforcements could be found as soon as possible.

Returning to Liaoyang City again, Jiang Chuan also felt hungry. It was almost dusk since the morning, and he should have eaten a long time ago, but he had been in a state of euphoria, so he didn't feel hungry. The overall situation has been decided, the spirit is relaxed, and then I feel hungry.

Although he didn't want to gnaw on the unpalatable dry food that was going to die, he had to be careful on the battlefield, so Jiang Chuan, like all the soldiers, nibbled on a war meal of dry meat, dry food and water.

While tearing this dry meat that can knock out his teeth, Jiang Chuan muttered that he must improve the war rice after he goes back, this taste is simply anti-human, the system is really cheating, even if he gives Lao Tzu some instant noodles.

While complaining, he finished gnawing on the hard-to-swallow war rice, wiped his mouth and stood up and stretched a long lazy waist.

Looking at the sky in the distance, he estimated that even if the Tartar reinforcements set off overnight, whether it was from Shangjing or from Datong City to withdraw the troops back to Liaoyang, they would have to arrive at least tomorrow morning, which meant that he could stay in Liaoyang City for at least one night.

What should I do this night? Jiang Chuan began to open his mind again, thinking about what gift to leave for the Tartar or what else he could scavenge back from this Liaoyang City.

After thinking about it, this thing is basically looted, and the people's things can't be moved.

Yes, there are no more things, there are still people, and population is the most needed resource right now. With the population itself, a large army can be quickly pulled up, and there is nothing more urgent than the population.

No matter how small this Liaoyang City is, it must have a population of tens of thousands, and it can be of great use if you just get some of it back.

Suddenly thinking of this, Jiang Chuan slapped his thigh and turned in a circle excitedly, just thinking about it, his brows furrowed again.

Although there are many people, how to make them willing to go back with them is a big problem.

In the past, fooling the people on those borders could use Tartars to scare them, but now this trick is not good for the people of Liaoyang.

These civilians had been under the rule of the Manchus for several years, and had begun to psychologically adapt to the rule of the Manchus, and gradually became obedient citizens of the Manchus, and threatening them with the Manchus would certainly have little effect.

So what to do? After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Chuan didn't have a good idea, and finally he simply didn't think about it. His heart was ruthless, and if the people were unwilling at that time, he would escort them back with knives and guns, whether he wanted it or not. When you enter the Erlong Valley, you will have food, drink, and a house to live in, and then the people's hearts will slowly turn into obedience.

It's slow, but it's useful.

After making up his mind, Jiang Chuan took a cavalry team of 100 people to inspect the streets, and just happened to see the appearance of Liaoyang, an ancient county seat.

In fact, Liaoyang City is not big, there are four main streets in the southeast, northwest and northwest, the north is the various institutions of the government office, and the middle is a commercial area, where all kinds of shops and workshops are located. In the south, there are slums where the people live.

After Jiang Chuan came out of Liaoyang County, he went from north to south to inspect, and there were basically few people in the streets and alleys along the way, and from time to time there was the sound of horses' hooves, which was a patrol arranged by the commander. After seeing Jiang Chuan and his entourage, they all came over to salute.

When I arrived in the commercial area, I found that basically all the shops were tightly closed, and Jiang Chuan could even see a pair of snooping eyes through the crack in the door, and when he saw Jiang Chuan coming, he hurriedly shrank back in fright.

Jiang Chuan can understand the psychology of these people. As a common people, no matter who rules, they must pay taxes, pay food, and serve in servitude. This Liaoyang is on the border, and it has been staged several times that the city head changes the king's flag, and the people are a little unfazed, and they have also learned the best attitude of wait-and-see.

When passing by the door of a grain store, he saw a lot of blood on the stone road in front of the door, Jiang Chuan asked the passing patrol team and learned that it was when the city was broken, and a few guys took advantage of the chaos to rob the grain store, and they happened to be bumped into by the patrol, so they were split on the spot.

After listening, looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Jiang Chuan's heart moved, and he suddenly had an idea.