Contacting Zhang Pan's delay, as well as a letter from a local official who was also an official in Shandong, complaining that he had been attacked by a large number of bandits and asked for support, Yuan Keli was not without pride in his heart, but he tacitly agreed.

So, according to this seventeen-year-old boy, he slowed down his pace.

In this process, both patriots with true temperament and family and country feelings, the two of them always have feelings.

Both of them are pragmatic people, who have gained true knowledge in the subtleties, explored the truth based on practice, and discussed the current situation of the world based on the mountains and rivers and workers and peasants.

Not only did they benefit each other a lot, but they also opened their eyes and inspired Lu Xiangguan and Huang Zongxi, two Confucian scholars who wanted to travel thousands of miles.

In this regard, Yuan Keli and Chongzhen are very happy to see it.

Zhou Ji is always silent, but thoughtful.

Wu Sangui was determined to talk less and do more, and because he read too few books, his knowledge was limited, so he couldn't interject.

As for Ma Bao, Zhao Datong, Yuan Qizukuan and other goods...... Hey, that's a bit stupid.

"Except for Aji, that is, the Jin Fulin brothers, are smarter!" Shigejin shook his head and sighed.

When it was late, the group simply stayed at the old farmer's house in the small village.

There are flat mud courtyards, sisters-in-law who are busy with housework and looking forward to the king's return, and children who are happy all over the place.

I also saw Ah Huang barking a few times at first, and when he saw that the tall Ah Huang ignored him, he wagged his tail and came up to set up a close puppy.

The simple peasants used the sumniest dinner to entertain these people who guarded their lives and works in peace and contentment—stewed tofu with pickles, and a few cups of cured wine that they were willing to drink only during the New Year's holidays, some of which were a little sour.

Wu Sangui was the most pampered when it came to eating, frowning and couldn't swallow.

Chongzhen poured out the burning knife in the wine gourd and shared it with him, looking at the flattered and surprised smiles on the faces of the dark-faced old farmers, not to mention how happy they were.

Although the peasants insisted on refusing to accept the money, Yuan Keli still insisted on leaving some copper plates or very fine pieces of silver when he left early the next morning.

Not only are they encouraged to go to Dengzhou, Laizhou, or nearby market towns to buy some necessities for life or farming, but they are also encouraged to exchange surplus items or food at home.

Chongzhen sighed with emotion that there was still an ancient Chinese custom of bartering, and on the other hand, his understanding of Yuan Keli had reached a new level.

- No wonder he was able to govern Denglai so well, not to mention the two ways of military and government, the key is that he has also touched the door of the economy, although it is still at the most basic stage.

Five days later, when the sunset burned a red halo in the sky, the sea breeze blew, and the moist air dispelled the dryness of winter.

However, Yuan Keli did not immediately lead people into the city, and did not even send people to alarm the prefect and staff here, but took a selfie horse to bypass Laizhou, and took the lead in facing the whistling sea breeze and galloping quickly to the sea.

His guards followed closely, and even Yuan Afu, who was very worried that his master would fall off the horse, couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and kept urging the horses under the seat.

Chongzhen and the others looked at each other, although they didn't know why, but they also followed the horse as soon as possible.

Soon, under the leadership of Yuan Keli, the group abandoned their horses and climbed a small hill and stood on a huge rock.

The blue sea reflected by the remnant sun, shimmering with the last round of golden sunlight of the day, came into view.

Looking down slightly, there is a wide golden beach, like a strong arm stretched out by the sea, forming a majestic bosom on the shore.

In this bosom, the sea rushed up and down, making people want to throw themselves into her arms and fight against the wind and waves.

Waves crash against the rock walls on either side, occasionally crashing up to a height of several meters.

In the dim sky, the clouds are layered on top of each other, and there is a great momentum to bully the sunset approaching dusk, making the whole world gradually darken.

Shigezhen, who is quite familiar with the climate of the ocean, immediately speculated that a storm of no small scale would soon come from the depths of the ocean to the shoreline.

However, as far as he could see, there were still many people on the beach, as if they were surfing and playing...... Their clothes and weapons were thrown at the entrance to the beach, that is, in front of Chongzhen and the others.

When you look closely, you realize that this is not the case.

Those Shandong men who are 1.8 meters tall are all naked, barefoot, and even take off their pants, only using a white crotch cloth to protect their little second brothers, stepping on the soft sand soaked by seawater, and running under the leadership of a team of 100 people.

The air was cold, the sea was even colder, but they didn't care.

Even if the waves became more and more violent, slapping harder and harder on the yellow skin that was tanned like bronze, and even rushed a few men who were caught off guard.

However, no matter what happened, they still tried to maintain their formation, the first should be the first, the middle dared to be loyal, and the queen was shameless last.

Although it is only a team of 100 people, the momentum of integrating with the heavens, the earth and the sea and riding the wind and waves, as well as the sturdy tendons and flesh, and the well-proportioned figure, really have a bit of the demeanor of a sailor athlete.

"It really deserves to be the soldier brought out by Yuan Keli, and it is really worthy of being the regular sailor with the strongest combat power in the last years of the Ming Dynasty." Chongzhen silently observes and admires silently.

It's just that this team of 100 has obviously run back and forth many times.

Every man showed a stubborn look of being about to run out of strength but still refused to admit defeat, and some of them even faltered, and even stumbled and were about to fall behind.

However, even if they were swept away by the mischievous waves and fell on the beach, these sailors immediately struggled to get up, found their original position and continued to run.

The posture of gritting his teeth and refusing to give up was as if Yuan Keli would not give food if he couldn't finish running.

In front of him, there were piles of well-defined clothes and weapons, horizontal and vertical, like a group of soldiers waiting to be reviewed.

The only drawback was that the garment was not neatly folded, and the weapons were not placed in one direction, but in the most comfortable posture of the owner.

Looking at this scene, Chongxin's heart rose to a competitive heart for no reason, and he saw Yuan Keli twisting his gray beard and smiling proudly at him.

Ah Fu even boasted noisily: "Little general, your Guanning army is indeed brave and good at fighting, but my Denglai army is not bad, right?" Especially the sailor, the so-called hearing is false, seeing is believing, you see, you see, such a team of 100 people, among the thirty or fifty 100-person teams of my Denglai Water Division, it is not the strongest.

To tell you the truth, on this long coastline, there are many large and small beaches, and each beach is assigned one or several teams of 100 people, in this wind and waves, or self-training, or fighting. With such a momentum that is not afraid of wind and waves, how does it compare with the Juehua Sailor of your army? ”

Huang Chongzhen sounded quite impatient, so he began to undress without saying a word.

With a few simple tricks, he folded his clothes squarely, and the great iron sword was untied and rested lightly on his clothes, lest this precious linen suit, which was full of patches, should be blown away by the wind.

This is the good habit that belongs to the Chinese soldiers in the spy war journey of later generations.

Chongzhen believes that this is a good tradition, not only to pass on to future generations, but also to carry forward to future generations.

The big yellow dog finally closed his mouth in the face of the increasingly violent sea breeze, raised his huge head to look at the strange behavior of his master, and then divided his four strong dog legs, and lay down next to his master's clothes very simply.

Wu Sangui and the others have long been surprised by the tacit understanding of this pair of masters and servants, and they have also begun to strip and undress their armor very tacitly, and they have long since changed their sloppy and casual habits because of Chongzhen's intentional or unintentional guidance.

After all, soldiers, who obey the rules to win battles, can be afraid of lurking on the ground, and even rolling in the dirt of the mud, but they are never allowed to be sloppy and casual in a clean place.

Once you get used to it, the spirit of the soldiers will be almost lost.

At this time, the Guan Ning Army has undoubtedly changed greatly compared with the original history.

Not only is the morale like a rainbow, "the Liao people defend the Liao land", the same hatred of the enemy, vowing to fight with Jiannu to the end, and full of spirit, neat and tidy, healthy thinking, is a highly motivated iron army.

The major generals and factions also gradually formed a situation of both prosperity and loss because of the interests of the Guanning caravan.

No matter who wants to pit whom, or who wants to beat whom's small report, you must carefully weigh and weigh it, so as not to pull out the radish and bring out the mud, harm others, and implicate yourself.

Although this can easily make the Guanning army become a self-contained local warlord, in the short term, it is still very beneficial to the Ming Dynasty.

After all, only by guarding Liaodong can the vicissitudes of life of the Ming Dynasty free up its bloated arms to solve and change other things, even if the process will be very slow.

Therefore, Chongzhen has been silently promoting the unity and balance between the mixed factions in the Guanning army, which is also the great change he has brought to the Guanning army invisibly.

Jin Fulin was annoyed by Old Man Yuan's unintentional contempt, and had already stripped himself to only one of the close-fitting four-legged pants that were passed on to Jin Shilin through Chongzhen's improvement, and then worn to him by that cousin.

And, standing at the forefront of the eight-person team.

Chongzhen immediately smiled when he saw it, this is a young man who swore to the death with Zhao Shujiao in the Juehua Guard Battle, and survived, a well-deserved remnant of the bloody battle, so fierce that he was in a mess.

Let him be the striker in this sharp arrow formation, it is also very peaceful, even Wu Sangui, who is competitive and accustomed to rushing to the front, did not rob him.

In the blink of an eye, the eight Guan Ning teenagers who had only stripped off their underwear walked to the beach gracefully.

Lu Xiangguan and Huang Zongxi, you look at me, I look at you, and I feel that the eyes of Yuan Keli and the dogs under his command are really a little unfriendly, so they simply took off their clothes and followed behind.