Juniper's subordinate said boldly: "Master Overseer, it is really because the snow has not melted......

"Bastard, don't say it again."

Yang Hao had to discuss before, and at this time he felt the pressure of Rushan, he could imagine the expression of Fang Congzhe and his perception of him, the only backer he relied on was Fang Congzhe, the first assistant, if Fang Congzhe was disappointed, and this battle was not fought well, you can imagine what his fate would be.

If he didn't rebel against Fang Congzhe's thoughts, even if there were any setbacks, could they still be greater than the mistakes he made in the court?

At that time, the Ming army was strategically victorious, but there were heavy losses in the battle, Yang Hao was stripped of his official position and dismissed, and now he is still in the position of superintendent?

"The first thing is to win souls, and if there are people in the court, it is easy to say anything, and we must not disappoint Fang Xiang!"

Yang Hao didn't look at the officers, and instructed the people around him: "Hang the sword of Shang Fang in Yuanmen, if there is anyone who delays the entry of the army, whether it is the general soldier or the deputy general, they will not be spared." The country's soldiers, is today, if the advent of the opportunity to push, there is military law to engage in the ear! ”

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On the 27th, the Eastern Route Army began to march and came out of the abandoned Kuandian Fort, and the scenery in front of them was completely different from that of the west of the fort.

Everywhere there are endless valleys, the streams are flowing endlessly, the snow has not melted, the mountains are all white, when crossing the Ya'er River, the men and horses are not light, the speed of the march is very slow, by the evening, each soldier carries a lot of rations, it is expected that tomorrow evening, the accompanying army rations will be completely cut off.

The gloom on Liu Ling's face can hardly be dissolved, his baggage is very little, because he has to carry some firearms, his subordinates are mainly his own family and Zhejiang soldiers, and the equipment of Zhejiang soldiers is very poor, although Liu Ling thinks that the training and military discipline of Zhejiang soldiers are much stronger than those of the Northern Army, but a large number of Zhejiang soldiers are holding rattan cards and bamboo spears, and he does not think that this kind of shoddy weapons can come in handy.

He still relied on his own family, and at this time, only the family was the most reliable, and the limited military rations were provided to the family to eat to ensure the physical strength of the family, which made the battalion soldiers complain, and Liu Ling could only pretend not to hear.

After crossing the Ya'er River, the next target is Niumaozhai, the distance is only thirty or forty miles, but there are many big trees that have been cut down and fallen on the side of the road, these logs block the already narrow valley, Liu Ling ordered people to carry and cut these big trees, and at the same time sent elite sentries to ride down the mountain, and at the same time kill those stranded mountain people while scouting the ambush soldiers, and burn all the villages he saw along the way.

The raging fire kept burning in the mountains, walked for most of the day, captured and killed more than 100 people, almost all of them were women and children, Liu Ling also tried a few at the beginning, those children and women looked at him with hatred, and exported a long list of Jurchen words, and the general affairs in the army turned over and were all scolding, Liu Ling felt helpless, he fought horses all his life, and suppressed the southwest Yi many times, this situation is actually not uncommon.

"It's good to walk slowly like this." Liu Ling sat on the black stone of a mountain stream with a golden sword, watching the soldiers pass in front of him with great difficulty.

This kind of mountain road is very physically exhausting, and there is no way to keep the queue at all, everyone walks casually, and some places can only allow one or two people to pass side by side, more than 10,000 soldiers of the Ming Army are walking in a single column, there is no camp and no queue, of course, Liu Ling is not worried about being ambushed here, even if the Houjin soldiers are immortals, there is no way to ambush him in such terrain, what they have to worry about is to enter the Fucha field after crossing this mountain.

"It's unlikely that Jiannu will put heavy troops on this road." Although Liu Ling is old, his heart is not old, he also knows that Yang Hao is designing him, whether he is missing or frustrated along the way, or the army is working in vain, in the end, Yang Hao must have blamed him for all the faults when he played.

The Liu family is also a family of generals, but they are not from the Northern Army, and they are not closely connected to each other by marriage like the generals of Liaodong, and the Liu family does not have a strong arm in the court, if that really happens, Liu Ling is very worried that there are few people to speak for him, and Yang Hao is the supervisor of Wenchen, it must be a good performance, if he loses the battle and becomes a substitute for the ghost, then it is the real fucking wronged death.

"Lao Tzu not only has to hurry, but also hurry up and defeat the slaves in front of him, no matter how madman Du fights, Lao Tzu will get hundreds of beheadings here."

Liu Ling's own soldiers were cooking dinner for him, a burst of food aroma wafted over, the soldiers not far away smelled the fragrance and swallowed dryly, Liu Ling rode away for a day, not very hungry, but just figured out what he was going to do, his heart was also happy, he clapped his palms and shouted: "Liu Zhaosun, come and eat with Lao Tzu!" ”

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On the evening of the 26th, almost all the battalion soldiers whose homes were in Shenyang City returned home to bid farewell to their families.

The singles also used as much money as they could in their pockets...... The soldiers are fierce and dangerous, everyone feels good in this battle, who knows who will be cheaper with the silver on the body, it is better to use a clean ball.

Groups of people who love to drink, they can't afford to go to a good restaurant, so they gather in those small hotels with wine signs, cut some pig's head meat, with a little soybeans, peanuts, the wine is rare to drink, everyone is constantly drinking, usually no matter how stingy people are to drink enough tonight.

Such things should have been strictly forbidden, but no general would have been troubled at this time, but when the hour came, an officer would come out with his family and drive all the soldiers back to bed early.

Juniper has already ordered to set off on the 28th tomorrow morning, and the whole army will march to Fushun Pass together!

Yang Yi declined the invitation of a few battalion soldiers who went to prostitution, he didn't want to waste his physical strength at this time, but he was bored, so he also found a few brothers, each of whom pooled money and asked for a few dishes and wine in the tavern.

The wine smells very fragrant, the lower mouth is very spicy, and the throat is even spicier, this kind of wine is said to be a high-grade soju, but it is actually a very rough and inferior wine, Yang Yi was the leader of the line when he was in Guangning, and it is not a problem to eat fragrant and spicy wine, this wine is very unhappy to drink, but his mood is very depressed, it is said to be drinking, but it is better to relieve his sorrow.

In the past few days, Yang Yi has always had the idea of rebellion, the emperor who is in charge of the imperial court, those pavilion elders, Shangshu, are like heavenly figures, these people really don't know the suffering of the military households and border troops here in Liaodong?

It is said that it is a recruitment, in fact, Liaozhen soldiers originally had a lot of military households into the camp as soldiers, originally each family had dozens of acres of land, food and clothing do not worry, Liaodong in addition to raising soldiers a few decades ago, can also hand over 700,000 stone grain to the country, this is the food of the military households of the capital, is it easy to get? As a result, during the Wanli period, 700,000 stone was changed to 170,000 stone, and then decreased year by year.

There is no food, there is no clothing, the soldiers eat food, silver and food, and the food is deducted, the weapons are poor, and the horses are tired, and these people above are really blind and can't see?

This kind of battle is still forcing everyone to fight, is it that the lives of these small soldiers are not dead?

"Drinking, this bird world, everything else is fake, only this wine is real."

As if hearing Yang Yi's words in his heart, Cheng Fang was drunk, and there was no door in his mouth.

"Don't say a word about your shit." Yang Yi scolded Cheng Fang, he saw that Cheng Fang's daughter-in-law had just sent Cheng Fang, the woman's eyes were full of tears, desperately stuffing rags into Cheng Fang's shoes, everyone knew that this thing was useless, there were no good military boots, so walking on the road where the snow had not melted, and at night the shoes were the same as soaking in ice water, Cheng Fang's wife was already pregnant with a child, and the boss with a strong belly squatted down to stuff him with cloth tablets, thinking of such a scene Yang Yi was also sad, and he also knew that Cheng Fang was because he didn't leave enough silver for his wife, Coming out to drink is still the money that Yang Yi gave him, Cheng Fang is afraid that he will not be able to raise a child if he has an accident, so even if he breaks the incense, no one will give him a grave when he becomes a ghost, Yang Yi himself also has such worries in his heart, if there is no blood food, he is a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, and he is really dead and unsettled.

At this time, Li Mingli and Zhou Daniu also came over together, Zhou Daniu looked sad, the burden on his family was heavier, the old lady's back was already hunched, and she also helped others wash clothes every day to earn a few food money, as well as his wife and a son, if he died, I was afraid that the whole family would starve to death, and the money and food that were locked up at the top were so small, how could it be reassuring.

Among them, only Li Mingli is a bachelor, and his face is also happy, and he comes to drink and carries his broken wooden gun, his silver is not too little, enough for him to drink regularly, and Li Mingli loves to play money, and often gambles to win, except for Yang Yi, it is this single person who has the most silver, he is also young, and he is just qualified to be a soldier, but he thinks that hanging out with a group of people every day is much more interesting than being detained in the clan.

"All the soldiers have returned to the camp." Not long after everyone gathered, a gong sounded, and there were generals and people riding through everywhere in the city, and all the battalion soldiers gradually returned to the camp, some were red-eyed, some were listless, some yawned, and many people were drunk and staggered, or they were squatting on the side of the road and vomiting, and some people jumped and scolded their mothers, and they didn't know what they were scolding.

In addition to calling people back to the camp, the generals also officially announced the news that each battalion will be pulled out before tomorrow morning, and after making breakfast in the morning, they will also distribute grain, and each person will be given some fried noodles and rice dumplings, these rice balls are made of brown rice, and then dried and kneaded into rice balls after they are cooked, and everyone has some, and in the next three days, in addition to the generals and family members, these battalion soldiers can only drink cold water in the next few days to quench their hunger and thirst with these dry foods.

"The way of this dog's day!" Yang Yi stood in front of the camp gate, under the lantern was the black soil and dirty snow that had been turned up, looking at the walking corpses returning to the camp in groups, looking at the shoddy weapons in their hands and the useless armor on their bodies, Yang Yi scolded hatefully, he only hoped that all this in front of him would end as soon as possible, the sooner the better-

Today's third shift is completed