"Can I drink alcohol?" Seeing Li Yongfang's calm and steady appearance, Dai Shan's thoughts turned, and he felt that he still had to win over the person in front of him a little, Li Yongfang did not belong to any faction now, and he was also very attentive to his work, and he also had some incense with Dai Shan during the conquest of southern Liaoning, and the important thing was that this mission needed the person in front of him very much. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Yongfang looked in front of Dai Shan when he heard this, the weather was warm, Dai Shan was still cross-legged on the pit, but there was no fire, this mansion was also desolate, and the furnishings had accumulated a thick layer of ash, only the pit where Dai Shan was sitting and the small square table in front of him were scrubbed, and they looked quite clean, there was a plate of fried rabbit meat and a large pot of boiled mutton on the small table, as well as a plate of fried soybeans, although Li Yongfang had not eaten yet, he did not have the slightest appetite for it, Dai Shan, these Jurchen nobles, were far above Li Yongfang in terms of identity. But in things like eating, he still retains his wild nature, and he has no enjoyment at all.

Even the wine drunk is also the worst shochu, the Ming and Qing dynasties have appeared in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it has been circulated among the people for many years, but in the exquisite gentry family will definitely not drink this inferior liquor, the general popularity of shochu has to be the end of the Qing Dynasty or even a longer after.

For the Jurchens, this kind of inferior wine in the eyes of the Han gentry is very suitable, strong, after the entrance, if there is a stream of heat from the mouth to the throat to the stomach, a few sips of the stomach and the whole body is warm, unlike the low-alcohol liquor or rice wine, drinking a jar does not feel anything.

"Big Baylor, please use it for yourself." Li Yongfang bowed and said: "The slave is old and doesn't drink anymore. ”

Dai Shan glanced at Li Yongfang and said, "A few years ago, when you and I conquered southern Liaoning, the wine was drunk in a whole jar. ”

"A few years ago, the minions weren't so worried."

Since Dai Shan has been showing goodwill, Li Yongfang felt that he should also say something, he finally restrained the minion's face, and said very calmly: "At that time, the slave was only responsible for leading the troops and being ordered to go out on the expedition, but now he must be in charge of the affairs of these intelligence, and of course the slave does not dare not do his best to do these things." ”

Dai Shan twisted a soybean into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and sent it down with a large sip of soju, with an indifferent look on his face. The meaning of Li Yongfang's words is obvious, if Dai Shan can make him a one-man garrison commander-in-chief, like Aita, or like Tong Yangxing, the prime minister of Han military and civilian affairs, Li Yongfang can certainly consider taking refuge, if he can't do such a thing, then why should he take refuge in himself? Everyone is in a cooperative relationship, and Li Yongfang will still do his duty, but if he is wooed, Daishan should not continue to work in vain.

"I understand what I said." Dai Shan said expressionlessly: "Let's talk about the progress of the detailed work." ”

Dai Shan did not continue to woo, which made Li Yongfang, who was optimistic about Huang Taiji, breathe a sigh of relief, but he was also a little disappointed in his heart.

In the past few years on Houjin's side, he still knows about these big Baylors.

Huang Taiji is indeed the most capable, and he is also the most like a male lord, but under the gentle face on the surface is the iron-faced ruthless hero, Dai Shan fights very strongly, and he is not soft on the slaughter of Han people, and he is a typical Manchurian nobleman...... The appearance of conceit, cruelty, and arrogance hides a deep inferiority complex...... Dai Shan was born in the eleventh year of Wanli, in his teenage years, the Ming Dynasty was still eating the old book of Zhang Juzheng's reform, the national strength was relatively strong, the border army of Liaozhen repeatedly cleared the Jurchen tribes, burning, killing and looting everything, Dai Shan must be in the eyes, under the surface of hatred is endless fear, in the twenty years of Wanli when the Ming Dynasty sent troops to Korea to conquer the Japanese, the Jurchen tribe saw this, the Jianzhou Department at that time did not dare to offend the Ming soldiers in the slightest, on the contrary, they had to make a loyal appearance, so as not to offend the tribe after the scales. These things, but deeply imprinted in Dai Shan's bones, not like Huang Taiji, although on the surface Corporal Lixian, in fact, he is very proud in his bones, if Dai Shan is willing to pull Li Yongfang under his command at any cost, in fact, it is far more comfortable than following Huang Taiji, and personal safety is relatively much more secure, but unfortunately the master of the two flags is cautious by nature, and it seems that there is no need to count on it.

Li Yongfang packed up his complicated emotions and cheered up: "At present, the biggest progress is to be familiar with the road to the East Pass, we still make a strong attack along the mountain road on the surface, and have been cleaning the mountain road, and there are many casualties every day, in fact, the people on the mountain have taken us to try to make a detour, and tried many times under the slope of the East Pass, and many people were killed, but they finally found a road that could be attacked by light soldiers, and hundreds of people could be on it at a time. The minions on the mountain should be Bi Mazi and they will raise troops to cooperate, and the pass and the village on the slope can be captured, as long as we go up, the whole mountain is taken down is a matter of care. Otherwise, the great Belle said bluntly that in such a precipitous place, it would take at least tens of thousands of casualties to take it down from such a dangerous place, and the gains would outweigh the losses. ”

Dai Shan also agreed with Li Yongfang's words, the matter in front of him was picked up by the eighth and fifth children, of course, Dai Shan also admitted that what they said made sense, as long as the thirteen mountains are there, they can go to the grassland at any time to threaten the grain road, and in the future, they may also cut off the contact between Houjin and Mongolia, there are thirteen mountains, which is equivalent to Guangning fighting in vain, and the direction of Jurchen efforts in the next few years is Mongolia, if it were not for Dongjiang Town, Lao Khan would have moved the capital to Shenyang a long time ago, and now everything is really unfavorable.

Dai Shan asked, "Is that Bi Mazi reliable?" ”

Li Yongfang replied a little tiredly: "The slave secretly went to the mountain to see this person, he is a fierce and inward-looking, seemingly brutal, in fact, selfish and cowardly kind of person, the slave has also inquired, this person was originally the leader of the tiger, in the name of the line to earn money for those illegal activities, go to the mountain to form a group training is just reluctant to power and self-preservation, now the slave has promised, as long as he surrenders, Dajin will give him a guerrilla general's future, and will also give him the official village and money, his subordinates also left him the core elite, It was used to secure his position on Daikin's side...... Please forgive the great Baylor for the audacity of the minions, and give the future to others. ”

"What is this?" Dai Shan said disappreciably: "If we don't show benefits, who will be willing to work for us." The conditions you promised are very good, there is no need to change them, wait until you take down the mountain and ask them to shave their hair first, and I will take care of the rest. ”

"Thank you Da Baylor for your compassion," Li Yongfang knelt down and kowtowed, and said gratefully: "If that's the case, the slave will start to prepare." ”

"Hurry." Dai Shan lowered his eyelids and said: "Erbeile and I drove them hundreds of miles to the Mongolian border, but they are all rangers and herdsmen, who knows if the Mongols will send troops out again, when we first conquered Shenyang, they came with a whole 10,000 people, who knows how many will come this time." If we were focusing on fighting the Mongols, we would not be afraid of 30,000 or 20,000 people, but we were afraid that they would run out and make trouble when we attacked the mountains, and Shenyang would be in danger that time. Besides, if they want to use troops against us, the old Khan will probably tell us to take the initiative to attack them. ”

Dai Shan said about the battle of Shenyang, when Lin Dan Khan knew that Houjin was attacking Shenyang, so he sent the Inner Khalkha Wutaiji to lead 10,000 troops to Shenyang, but the Mongolian cavalry came one step late, and when they arrived in Shenyang, the Ming army had just been annihilated, and the main force of the Later Jin moved to Liaoyang, and the Mongols wanted to take the opportunity to enter Shenyang, but they were all wiped out by a small number of Houjin elites, and all the Inner Khalkha Wutaiji were captured, and later the Inner Khalkha Five Department ransomed it back with a large number of cattle and sheep, and made an oath, but if the Mongols come again here in the Thirteen Mountains, this time the distance is much closer than to Shenyang, and Dai Shan can't help but worry about it.

……

"Holy shit, the little bites are out."

A big boss slapped him heavily on the back of the neck, and immediately slapped a hand full of blood.

Several other people said: "Marshal, you can't stay in this mountain." ”

Bi Mazi's subordinates did not lead the troops as clearly as He Yusheng, he had no way to learn this, and he had more henchmen who had followed him for a long time, and he brought more subordinates, and those he didn't believe in it much, mainly after entering the mountain, Bi Mazi gave them fewer people.

Even if he came from Guangning, Bi Mazi was also treated as close to his relatives, and the six in front of him were his most trusted, and each of them brought an average of five or six hundred soldiers, accounting for more than half of Bi Mazi's strength.

"Heyusheng's Huangzijun Law Division is too hateful." The one who beat himself on the neck was called Ma Guangyuan, and he complained again: "The rations are given every ten days, and each time they have to be ordered, several military judges watched, and there was no way to ask people to take the pretence, every time each soldier received ten days of rations, and the generals gave one stone for ten days, and then ten catties of meat or fish, and there was no more than one catty." Into his mother, Lao Tzu in Guangning every day wine and meat, Xiao Niang Pi opened to play, now women don't play, saying that they are afraid that the army and the people are dissatisfied, and the wine is not given, for fear of drinking and making mistakes, the meat and food are enough, that is, they have to get it from people once in ten days, what the hell is this called. ”

"Old horse, don't say a word." The person who spoke was called Wang Sancai, this is a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, with a cold aura all over his body, this person is Bi Mazi's brainchild, because he is deep and can make ideas, Bi Mazi trusts him very much, this person is ruthless, ordinary people don't dare to mess with him, Ma Guangyuan was said by him, and he immediately didn't dare to speak out.

Wang Sancai stopped Ma Guangyuan, swept around others, and then said: "When the marshal took us up the mountain, the main thing was to save our lives, how many people we had at the beginning, or saw Yang Er recruiting people, we also searched for manpower, and after going up the mountain, we had a place, otherwise you should be a good man and a good woman with Yusheng and Yang Er?" He can't eat us in Quang Ninh, if we don't have the strength to go up the mountain, people will ask you to lead hundreds of people as leaders one by one? I'm afraid that the marshal and a few of us would have been buried eight feet deep in the ground. ”