The red hair is trying to break a way.

They whipped their horses tightly, increasing their speed to the limit, and when they approached the riverbank, they whipped again, and the horses rose from the embankment and leaped directly into the middle of the river.

There was a war horse, probably exhausted, failed to jump into the river, fell directly under the embankment, and the people and horses suddenly broke their heads and bleed, and the violent shock made them unable to stand up again.

The other four war horses were lucky to fall into the river, the river did not hurt the people and horses much, and after the war horses fell into the water, they could still fight to row to the other side.

The lucky time of the four red-haired horses did not last long, and the four war horses rolled in the water one after another, throwing the red-haired ones into the river.

It turned out that these four war horses all fell in the fish pond designed by the Buryats, and the periphery of the fish pond was a hidden under the water.

The arrival of the red hair shocked the fish in the pond everywhere, and their movement trajectory completely showed the dark dam under the water in front of the Ming army.

The Ming army had already chased to the river bank, and when the war horses were diving, some soldiers with good riding skills had already turned over and dismounted, and they began to hold flintlock pistols from the river embankment, aiming at the red hair in the river.

The red-haired people are still choking on water in the pond, and even if they know how to swim water, and have the body to swim across the Uda River, they can't cross the underwater dam designed by the Buryats, and the Ming army has already gone up to the riverbank, and once the red-haired people want to cross the embankment, they will inevitably expose their whole body to the flintlock pistols of the Ming army.

Under the muzzle of hundreds of flintlock guns, the possibility of the red hair dodging all the bullets is almost as great as that of a slow tea drinker who accidentally chokes on the tea.

If the red hairs did not dare to cross this dark dam, they would have to stay in the pond like a school of fish, and needless to say, the flintlock pistols of the army, even the Buryats, with wooden harpoons, could fork them into a hornet's nest.

Red hairs are faced with a choice.

In fact, they have no choice at all, whether they cross the underwater dam or not, they will not be able to escape the unjust soul of Buryatia, or go to heaven or hell.

In the face of death, the red hairs chose to live, although they did not know whether the Buryats would forgive them and avenge their dead companions.

The red-haired men raised their hands to indicate that they wanted to surrender unconditionally, and they waded towards the riverbank step by step.

The muzzle of the flintlock pistol is still aimed at them, as long as they make any abnormal moves, the Ming army will definitely not be relentless.

As soon as they reached the riverbank, the leader led his men to rush over, these Buryats were not in the habit of forgiving prisoners of war, and besides, the red fur had just shot dozens of their brothers.

The red hair saw that the momentum was not right, and immediately strung in all directions, and one red hair, even like a rabbit, got into the arms of the Ming soldiers.

The soldier looked at Hong Chengchou, and when he saw Hong Chengchou shaking his head, he immediately blasted him out and threw him to the angry Buryats.

Like a pack of fierce tigers pounced on a wounded tiger, the battle lasted only half a pot of tea, and the four red hairs, together with the one who had fallen outside the embankment, were crushed by the Buryats, and even the bones were gone.

The matter of cleaning up the battlefield was handed over to the Buryatia troops, and Hong Chengchou was about to collect his troops and enter the camp, but the leader rushed straight towards the Ming army with a large number of troops.

Hong Chengchou was puzzled: "What's wrong with the Buryats?" It's not going to be thanking me for another daughter, is it? If you want to thank me, you don't need so many people, where is this thanksgiving, it clearly looks like a deterrent! ”

The leader didn't care what Hong Chengchou was grunting, he led his subordinates and came to Hong Chengchou, and there was a "poof" sound.

Looking at the Buryats kneeling in front of him, Hong Chengchou was stunned, "I said chief, you know I can't understand you, which one are you?" If you want to thank Ming Jun, you don't have to do this, haven't you already thanked me? He stretched out his hand to the chief, ready to pull him up.

But the leader shook his head, and pointed to his right, to his chest.

Hong Chengchou looked to the right, where the Buryats had fallen on the muzzle of the red-haired gun, and he understood: the leader wanted to save their wounded.

He thought for a while, but still shook his head decisively, how can the wound left by this kind of gun be so easy to treat? Not to mention whether there will be shrapnel shells left in the wound, it is anti-inflammatory, and it is not easy, if you don't know that the wounded will die in large numbers, and you and the leader cannot communicate directly, it is difficult to explain the rescue.

The leader didn't get up, he took two steps on his knees and hugged Hong Chengchou's thigh.

Hong Chengchou can't save people to the end, I hope these Buryats will not become enemies of the Ming Dynasty in the future.

The military doctor checked all the wounded, except for two who were cut by shrapnel and did not need medical treatment, there were also 36 wounded who needed medical treatment, and the military doctor cleaned their wounds one by one, removed foreign bodies from the wounds, and disinfected them with high-purity distilled spirits.

Due to the difficulty of language communication, the military doctors did not know if all the wounds had been cleared, and the remaining one could only rely on the sky.

That night, Li Qianqian came very late, and when he arrived at Hong Chengchou's tent, it was almost dark.

Hong Chengchou faintly heard the sound of noisy footsteps, he looked out, and was stunned: a large number of women came to the barracks, it seemed that there were hundreds of people.

"You ......" knowing that Li Qianqian didn't understand, Hong Chengchou still had to ask.

Li Qianqian seemed to know that Hong Chengchou had this question, although she didn't understand, she smiled slightly, grabbed Hong Chengchou's arm, and dragged him into the big tent, she pointed at herself and Hong Chengchou.

"It turned out to be Lao Jun!" Hong Chengchou sighed, "The labor army doesn't have to be sneaky, hey, there are more monks and less porridge, so don't have an accident." ”

He knew that it was not easy for the soldiers, it had been almost two years since he left the Northern Expedition of the Beijing Division, and many soldiers, tonight was probably the first time to enjoy the warmth of a woman.

The next morning, Hong Chengchou was directing the soldiers to build the city, and the leader came over with hundreds of troops.

"What's wrong? Could it be that the condition of the wounded has deteriorated, and they have come to ask for the guilt? ”

Without saying a word, the Buryat subordinates snatched the tools in the hands of the Ming army and began to dress the Ming army with loess and carry stones.

It turned out that several wounded escaped that night, and this morning they basically recovered, and the leader was happy, so he asked his subordinates to stop fishing and hunting for three days to assist the Ming army in building the city.

Hong Chengchou was overjoyed, not only the speed of building the city was accelerated, but more importantly, the leaders and subordinates had accepted the Ming army from their hearts, and it seemed that the peace action in Ming Chun had greatly increased hope.

The Ming army took out all the utensils, and even the grain trucks were loaded with clay and stones.

In August, news came from Chita that the grain harvest in the prefecture and two counties was bumper, and the herdsmen lived in order, some of whom had sold their cattle and sheep to specialize in farming.

In fact, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn have been successfully planted earlier, so there is no problem for the herdsmen to survive for the time being, and the problem of survival has been solved, and they can engage in agricultural production with peace of mind.

When it comes to bumper harvests, it is not exact, the grain yield of Lingbei is only a little more than one stone per mu, which is only about 60 percent of the similar crops in the five northern provinces, and compared with Jiangnan, it is no more than 50 percent.

However, compared with the output of beef and mutton, it is simply the relationship between heaven and hell, so after the herdsmen paid the agricultural tax, there were still some surpluses, especially sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn and other miscellaneous grains, and the Lingbei Provincial Government used silver to buy some surplus grain from the herdsmen as military food, and also sent some to Hong Chengchou as seeds.

After receiving the seeds sent by Shi Kefa, Hong Chengchou was determined that after the beginning of spring, no matter what means were used, he would make Beidong City operate normally.

The news of the bumper grain harvest in Lingbei also reached Jingshi, and it quickly spread in Beijing, and the "Ming Pao" gave a brief introduction to the situation in Lingbei in a timely manner, accompanied by a picture drawn by the newspaper hall based on his thoughts.

In the fourth edition of "Miscellaneous Talks" of Ming Pao, the author of "Yu Wanxin" appealed in the newspaper: Lingbei Province is located in the bitter cold land of the far north, and it is far away from Beijing, and now is the critical time for the naturalization of foreign races, and I hope that the people can do more useful things for the naturalization of foreign races.

The author of the signature "A Little Money" saw the business opportunities from Lingbei, and he believed that now the prices and labor costs in Lingbei are very low, and it is the best time to make money.

"Ming Pao" continued to publish articles on the affairs of Lingbei Province, which alarmed Li Kan, a businessman in Taiyuan.

In Taiyuan Mansion, where Jin merchants were numerous, Li Kan's family was not ranked, at least not among the top three, so he continued to expand the business field, and after returning to the Ming Dynasty outside the Guan, the Li family began to get involved in the leather business.

Although the Li family's wealth continues to grow and the scale of business continues to expand, Li Kan recently encountered an incident that worried him.

He is already in his fifties, and it stands to reason that he should gradually retreat into the background and let his son carry the burden, and Li Kan is hesitant on the issue of heirs.

He has two sons, the eldest son is named Li Jie, born to her eldest wife, is a sister-in-law, and his business is stable, both in terms of identity and business methods, he is a good heir.

But Li Kan prefers his second son Li Ang, Li Ang is a concubine, only twenty-six years old this year, but Li Ang is more bold, and his business philosophy is closer to Li Kan when he was young.

If you want to keep your business, Li Kan should choose Li Jie to inherit the family's business name, and if you want to continue to expand the Li family's business name, you should choose Li Ang, although he is only a concubine.

Seeing the business opportunities outside the Guan, Li Kan intended to compare Li Ang, so he gave him five hundred taels of silver and asked him to go outside the Guanguan alone to buy some cheap furs.

Li Ang gladly accepted the task assigned by his father, he took three attendants and guards, in a large carriage, set off from Taiyuan, before going to Lingbei Province, thinking that it was a waste to travel with an empty car, so he purchased some daily necessities, almost filled the carriage.

Li Ang made history - he was the first Ming merchant to go to Lingbei Province.

The four of them took the carriage and traveled all the way north, and finally arrived at Chita, the capital of Lingbei Province, where there was only one inn in Chita-Yiren Inn, and Li Ang and his entourage settled at the Yiren Inn.