Zhang Li looked at Wan Zhi with some doubts, and asked, "General Soldier Wan, these people don't look like soldiers of my regiment mountain army......

Wan Zhi smiled and revealed the mystery for Zhang Li: "My lord, these are all the people of North Korea - there are tens of thousands of people in total!" After a pause, Manji smiled and continued, "Originally, the order given by the Lord to his subordinates was to level the road in the rugged mountain road of Matsudake Mountain for the artillery team and baggage team to march. Later, his subordinates learned that the Qing army had launched an attack, and the adults were in urgent need of artillery and supplies. It would be impossible for the carriage to pass for a while, so his subordinates thought of using manpower to carry ammunition and rush to the battlefield first. It's just that there are only 3,000 people in the hands of his subordinates, and I'm afraid they won't be able to transport much. So his subordinates asked the interpreter of the Korean state to organize the local people to come to support, and they acted quite quickly, and soon brought in more than 10,000 people......"

Zhang Li glanced at Wanzhi appreciatively and nodded frequently: "You did the right thing." We're international allies, help them fight the Tartars, sticks - ah, no, it's not worth mentioning if the North Koreans do something. ”

Zhang Zhang pondered for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then said to Wan Zhi: "These sticks recognize us as the army from the Heavenly Dynasty, and we must also show the demeanor of a great country, right?" These people can't be used in vain, they have to be paid! ”

Wan Zhi was stunned, he didn't understand what "stick" meant at first, but he could guess that Master Zhang was talking about those North Koreans. And then Lord Zhang has to pay his salary, which is really a bit unbelievable......

Although Zhang Zhang keeps saying "international friendly forces", where are there so many "Mr. Morality" in these years? I am afraid that what they have in mind is no different from the "occupation army" of the Japanese invaders, after all, this is ancient times. It is not something modern with the "United Nations" and a series of international conventions.

Zhang Li thought for a while and said to Wanzhi: "Wait until the battle is over." Write a note to each of them and ask them to ask the king of Joseon, Yi Liang, for money. ”

The side of Manji's mouth opened into an "O" shape. Then he "understood" and said: "My subordinates understand." ”

……

Although it was only a short three miles away, the Qing army chose to camp in place rather than retreat to Kaesong. Supposedly, this was not a good idea, and for the Qing army, it was much safer to defend a city from any point of view.

Therefore, Azig and Geng Zhongming both came to Hong Chengchou's Chinese army tent and wanted to advise him to see if he could make Hong Taishi change his mind and pull the army back to Kaicheng to defend the city.

However, as soon as the two came to the big tent of the Chinese army, they were stopped outside by Hong Chengchou's personal soldiers. Azigdon's fire swished over his head, and he suppressed the anger in his heart. said coldly: "This king is my Prince Ying, why didn't Taishi Hong see it?" ”

The guard glanced at Azig, his eyebrows were a little disrespectful, but he said seriously: "Prince Ying has misunderstood. The Grand Master is meeting with the distinguished guests, and he has ordered that no one of them should be seen, and that Prince Ying should go back—"

"You ——!" Azig scolded angrily, and as he spoke, he took two steps forward to open the curtain, but several of the guards in front of the tent immediately stopped in front of him.

"Okay, you Hong Chengchou, uncle, I won't serve anymore!" Azig couldn't see it. Viciously threw down this sentence, turned his head and wanted to leave.

Geng Zhongming, who was watching the play on the side, stopped Azig with a harmless smile on his face: "Prince Ying is angry." Prince Ying is cautious! ”

Azig suddenly realized his identity, even though he was a prince. is regarded as a "traitor" Dolgon's party, which is really a character that grandma doesn't love and uncle, I'm afraid it's in the queen mother's heart. I can't wait to find an opportunity to kill myself by Hong Chengchou's hand!

At the thought of this, Azig's face turned blue and red. Stopped moving.

"Who's making a noise outside the tent?!" The voice of his life reached Azig's ears, and he chuckled in his heart. This voice is very familiar, which one is not Hong Chengchou?

He knew that he was outside, but what kind of garlic was he pretending?

Azig made up his mind, don't the Han people often say that it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, Lao Tzu should be a turtle with a shrunken head now, waiting for the day when he turns over!

Azig looked at his nose and nose and heart, and stood with his head bowed. At this moment, Hong Chengchou had already opened the curtain of the Chinese army's big tent, saw Azig and Geng Zhongming, and pretended to be surprised, "Oh? After that, he stopped talking, just looked at the two of them coldly.

Azig lowered his head and ignored Hong Chengchou, while Geng Zhongming on the side fell to the ground humbly, and said flatteringly: "The last general is reckless...... The last general didn't dare to disturb the Taishi, and the last general was also persuading Prince Ying before! ”

Geng Zhongming said that he was "reckless", but in fact, the second half of the sentence had already thrown the "reckless" pot to Azig - isn't it, people are persuading the "reckless" Azig!

Hong Chengchou bowed slightly, and said lightly: "You two go down." ”

"Yes-" Geng Zhongming immediately said yes, turned around and left-the moment he turned his head, he glanced at the big tent of the Chinese army with curiosity, and vaguely saw a person standing in the tent behind Hong Chengchou.

The man was not tall, with a short figure, and because his back was facing outside, Geng Zhongming couldn't really see his specific appearance.

How dare Geng Zhongming see more? Walking briskly towards his tent, he wondered who the man was as he walked in his head.

Judging from his stature, he obviously hasn't seen this person. That man was a head shorter than the average person, whether it was a general of the Han army banner or a prince of the Jurchens, no one was so short, let alone a tall Mongol.

It's not the Han Army Banner, it's not the Manchu Eight Banners, it's not even the Mengba Banner, who will it be?

Westerners?

No way, the Westerners are taller than the Mongols!

Geng Zhongming couldn't figure it out when he thought about it, Taishi Hong refused to see himself and Azig, and he was actually discussing with that dwarf, where was he sacred?

……

At dusk, the camp of the Tuanshan Army began to bury pots and cook rice, and the soldiers waited quietly in their own territory according to their own formation, waiting for the cooking soldiers to bring the food.

In those years, the monthly rice yield was very low, and the food of the Tuanshan army was basically pasta and potatoes. However, the soldiers prefer to eat steamed buns, and potatoes can be eaten as a meal or two, and eating them every day is really like chewing wax.

Since I fought for most of the day today, the dinner was two big steamed buns - you must know that in normal times, the soldiers' dinner is one steamed bun and two potatoes.

Zhang Li's food is naturally better than that of ordinary soldiers, but it is not much better, and today it can be regarded as a meat cut, because Wanzhi got a few mouthfuls of fat pigs from the North Koreans.

Originally, Zhang Zhang meant to let the wounded eat some meat, but Anzi still got a big bowl of braised pork for Zhang Li, and Zhang Zhang was too lazy to be hypocritical, and ate with Anzi. (To be continued.) )