Portugal actually won......

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Li Yuanqing and Man Gui ran wildly until the second half of the night, when the brigade crossed the Xiaoling River and entered the actual control area of the Ming army, and then moved to a woods behind a mound to rest temporarily.

But Rao is like this, Li Yuanqing still didn't dare to slack off for a moment, so Niu Gensheng personally took fifty personal soldiers to guard the two dirt slopes on the left and right, and responded to various changes at any time.

The deterrence and coverage of the Houjin cavalry are too strong.

With cold weapons alone, it would be almost difficult for the Ming army to become their opponent.

When this state of affairs cannot be completely controlled by himself, Li Yuanqing can't help but be careless.

However, although everyone was very tired after running all night, after all, they had won the battle, and the spirits of the soldiers were very good.

It's a pity that the prey that Man Gui has worked hard to fight in the past few days has also turned into charcoal in the fire, and at this time, the soldiers can only take the dry food of the hard state to satisfy their hunger with cold water.

"Yuanqing, hey. What a pity for these Tartar heads! I saw it clearly. At least eighty percent of them are real slaves. Ay. This fucking ......"

Man Gui took a hard bite of the dry food, and couldn't help but recall the scene during the fire, and felt a little indescribable chagrin for a while.

Although the dry food was hard, cold and astringent, Li Yuanqing ate it with relish, and said with a smile: "Brother Gui, it's over, it's over." At that time, we didn't have any other good way. If you think about it this way, we've won the battle after all. The real slave is just such a few people, and one dies one less. In this battle, it is estimated that the Tartars will have at least 100 casualties, which is enough for their masters to feel distressed. This time it was a little too sudden. Next time, let's be fully prepared and call back. Isn't it just a mere Tartar head? ”

"That's exactly what happened."

Li Yuanqing said it so bluntly, Man Gui quickly understood what Li Yuanqing meant, but he hurriedly said: "Yuanqing, the most important thing is that there are too few heads, and our brothers are not enough." ”

"Huh."

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but smile, "Brother Gui, this matter started because of me, and it was your son who contributed to this battle, how could I still ask for these heads?" Brother Gui, I'm going to return to Changsheng Island tomorrow. ”

How could Man Gui not understand what Li Yuanqing meant? Hurriedly said: "Yuanqing, this, how can this work?" This, this ......"

Li Yuanqing smiled, "Brother Gui, you also know what form my side is now." Breeding~ Horse matter, Yuanqing still needs a lot of help from Brother Gui. ”

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After a day of fierce fighting, the soldiers were very tired.

After dinner, the red bonfire was lit, and the soldiers soon leaned on the bonfire to sleep sweetly.

After calming Man Gui's emotions, Li Yuanqing was about to go to the woods next to him to release water, and at this time, the casualties of this battle were also counted.

But Li Yuanqing looked back and saw that Man Gui had already fallen asleep by the campfire, and in a moment, a thunderous snoring sound rang out.

Li Yuanqing was also a little speechless for a while, this guy, his heart is really not ordinary.

Li Yuanqing had no choice but to let Man Gui, the pro-soldier, take command and report the results of the battle to himself.

After listening, Li Yuanqing smiled even more, and patted the shoulder of the pro-soldier commander with a smile, "Go to bed early." Just leave the camp guard to me. ”

The commander of the pro-soldier looked at Li Yuanqing with reverence, "Li Shuai, this, this ......"

Li Yuanqing smiled, "Go ahead." ”

How dare this pro-soldier commander resist Li Yuanqing's intentions? Hurriedly and respectfully retreated to the side to rest.

Although he was a little tired physically and mentally, Li Yuanqing didn't feel much sleep, standing under a big tree on a small slope, facing the cold night breeze, looking down at the surrounding scenery.

In this battle, the Ming army suffered less than 20 casualties in total.

Among them, there were 12 people who were killed, and two of them were still in too much of a hurry to escape, and they did not fall from their horses and died.

On Li Yuanqing's personal soldiers' side, only three people were slightly injured, and most of them were scratched by the woods when chopping firewood and making improvised javelins, which can be basically ignored.

In this battle, although the results were few, it was a good start for the cooperation between Li Yuanqing and the Mangui Department.

And with this cooperation with the Mangui Ministry, Li Yuanqing also has a better understanding of the combat power of the traditional Ming army.

Of course, perhaps because the matter was too urgent this time, many follow-up troops and firepower did not keep up, and Man Gui could not fully deploy it, covering up part of his sharpness.

But the soldiers of Man Gui are basically his own soldiers, especially the cavalry archers, who are also of such a scale......

Not to mention, most of Guan Ning are recruits.

Such a soldier, such an army, guarding the city and fighting a good battle, may barely be able to sustain it, but if it is really a tough battle, this ......

Li Yuanqing suddenly felt a little funny.

How did Inspector Yuan come up with the so-called 'five years of Pingliao' back then?

Who is it?

Who gave him so much courage?

Could it be that he himself didn't know what the size of the Guan Ning army under his own rule was?

Or is it that Inspector Yuan just regarded the thousands of family members of the ancestral family and the Wu family as soldiers, and the rest of the troops were all cannon fodder and air, so they could choose to hide and not be seen?

Although it was already March, the night wind was still very cold, and even with the cover of the trees, it could not offset most of the chill.

A cold forest wind swept by, and Li Yuanqing couldn't help but shiver, but his mind was clearer.

History has proved that the literati leading the army is the greatest tragedy of the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, this is not to say that the literati class of the Ming Dynasty does not have a real elite, but due to the limitations of traditional education and fixed thinking patterns, most of the literati elites are engaged in making fun of people, playing with Fengyue, and acting in front of the emperor, which is their strength.

But when it comes to actually doing things, these people ......

Li Yuanqing also doesn't remember who said such a sentence, 'If you want to be a loyal minister, you have to be more traitorous than a traitor.'" ’

According to the general environment of the Ming Dynasty at this time, if the literati wanted to really do things, they had to have at least a few key elements.

First of all, it is necessary to have the ability, insight, and skill far beyond ordinary people, to truly know the army, how to manage the army, and how to fight a war.

In addition, it is necessary to have a critical and clear political mind, know how to protect oneself, and not blindly follow the crowd for the sake of the overall situation.

And the most critical point is that the heart must be ruthless, and the hands must be black, and they must be fast.

It's a pity that in Daming, there are a lot of people who can do the first point, but those who can take the first point and the second point into account may not be found with a magnifying glass.

As for the most critical third point, it can only be an extravagant hope.

Li Yuanqing is also a little fortunate that the creation of fate has allowed him to come to this era.

What is even more fortunate is that with his desperate efforts, both southern Liaoning and eastern Liaoning are on the right track, even if there are still many places in the two places that are not perfect, lack of medical treatment, and serious shortage of materials.

But at this time, this state is temporarily maintained and operated normally without much hindrance.

On the side of Liaoxi, although Li Yuanqing can't intervene yet, with Man Gui here, it is the best opportunity.

Li Yuanqing suddenly remembered the little poem of the poet saint back then, "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently......"

At this time, although the general trend of history has not changed much, the emergence of Li Yuanqing is like a small spark, polishing the Dongjiang River and igniting southern Liaoning, leaving a vital seed for the Ming Dynasty and the 5,000-year-old Chinese national heritage.

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Although he had not slept all night, as soon as the next day dawned, Li Yuanqing got up, washed his face with the snow on the ground, trotted a few laps, and moved his body with the support of the tree trunk.

Man Gui also woke up after a while, looking at Li Yuanqing, who was already in good spirits, this guy also had to admire, "Yuanqing, you are ...... Hey, we don't seem to be a few years old, right? How can the gap be so big? ”

Li Yuanqing smiled, "Brother Gui, there is a good saying that life lies in sports. If you want to keep in good shape, you still need to exercise a lot. Hehe. No matter what it is, it's all kinds of sports. ”

Man Gui couldn't help but be speechless for a while, he thought that Li Yuanqing was saying 'meat words', but he didn't know that what Li Yuanqing said was just the simplest common sense in later generations.

After a simple breakfast, it was time to part ways, but Man Gui was a little reluctant.

At this time, he finally understood why, Mao Wenlong and Chen Zhong, as long as they fought, always wanted to be by Li Yuanqing's side, or Li Yuanqing to take care of them.

Yesterday, the situation was critical, and Man Gui didn't have much time to experience and understand, but at this time, the crisis was lifted, and Man Gui suddenly figured out how critical this decisive power was at the critical moment.

Otherwise, yesterday's incident, if it was him, let alone more than thirty Tartar heads, even if it was level three, he was afraid that he would have to pay more than 100 or even more lives in exchange.

"Yuanqing, if you are tired this night, it's better to go to Ningyuan Camp to rest for a few days before leaving. Otherwise, or go to Jinzhou, and our brothers will have a good drink. ”

Man Gui grabbed Li Yuanqing's hand hard.

Li Yuanqing smiled, "Brother Gui, it's a long time coming." We still have a long way to go. I've been away from the island for over a month and it's time to go back and see. There's a lot of business waiting on the island. ”

Man Gui naturally understood that Li Yuanqing's task was much heavier than that of a simple general, and seeing that Li Yuanqing had no intention of going, he could only nod his head and whisper to Li Yuanqing: "Yuanqing, don't worry." The matter of breeding ~ horses is wrapped up in my brother. These days, I will wait in the Jinzhou defense area until the breeding ~ horse thing is done. ”

Li Yuanqing shook his head, looked at Man Gui's eyes, and said in a low voice: "Brother Gui, the matter of breeding~ horses is not in a hurry." If you have leisure, you should go to Shanhaiguan to see more Ge Lao. The elder is already old. It's a pity I ......."

"Huh?"

Man Guigang wanted to say something, but found that Li Yuanqing had already turned over on his horse, whipped his horsewhip hard, and ran quickly to the south.

All that was left for him was the most familiar bright smiling face facing the sun.

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Two days later, Li Yuanqing successfully joined the fleet at the mouth of the Xiaoling River and embarked on the return journey back to Changsheng Island.

In the fourth year of the Apocalypse, although there were a lot of trivial things, on the whole, after eating Zhenjiang City, and defeating the large-scale offensive of the main force of the Later Jin Dynasty in Liaodong, whether it was Li Yuanqing, Mao Wenlong, or Chen Zhong, in all aspects, there was a lot of progress.

At this time, the cold winter of the fourth year of the Apocalypse is about to pass, and the spring of the fifth year of the Apocalypse is coming.

A new chapter, a new journey, is about to set sail.

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