"When you talk to Lord Jingliu for a while, you must mention some recent developments of the Jurchens. I told them that you were here to update them on the latest Jurchen military situation. ”

Yuan Ang promised to take Li Xiao and Ge Ritu back to Jinglufu, but whether they saw it or not, they had to ask their father what they meant.

bullied Yuan Ang and didn't know Mongolian, so the two of them confessed on the road.

"It's ......!"

"But what? If you don't, will you meet you? Li Xiao shook his head helplessly, the minority brothers are sincere.

"Okay!" Ge Ritu was also helpless, and could only agree to the affairs of the tribe. Anyway, I'll talk about it when I see it.

The post of Liaodong Economic Strategy was specially established for the Liaodong War. From the twentieth year of Wanli, Song Yingchang and Yang Hao!

After Yang Hao, Liaodong Jingluo was a chore. There is the constant commotion of Nurhachi's brother, and whoever sits in this position has a kind of consciousness of sitting in the crater. Mr. Yuan Yingtai unfortunately won the lottery and was appointed as the new Liaodong Economic Strategy after Xiong Tingbi.

I heard that a Mongol wanted to come to see him, and it was said that he had the latest information about the Jurchens. Yuan Yingtai thought about it for a while, but still agreed to meet this Mongolian. Now he needs the information of the Jurchens too much, and the fine work sent to Fushun is always killed. Now, no one dares to go to Fushun to die.

Li Xiao saw with his own eyes the process of Ge Ritu being molested by the security inspectors, so he almost stripped the Mongolian man for inspection. There were several handfuls in the crotch of his pants, and Li Xiao was really afraid that Ge Ritu would suddenly go crazy. In this way, neither he nor he can go back. I guess the cell will be the place to stay tonight!

OK! Geritu was very cooperative with the security check and took the initiative to hand over all his controlled knives. Even the knife used to relieve the meal was handed over!

Ge Ritu was taken away, but Li Xiao was not taken away. Lord Jinglu wants to see the Mongols, not to see him, an unknown boy. The dignified Liaodong Jinglufu naturally has a tongue, and there is no need for Li Xiao to translate.

Yuan Yingtai is not interested in Li Xiao, but Yuan Ang is more interested in this guy.

There is no doubt that Li Xiao's accent is from Liaodong, but this kid is not only literate. And he is very courageous, there are not many young men of this age who don't stutter in front of the prefect.

A small servant invited Li Xiao to the flower hall, and Yuan Ang stood at the door.

"Brother Li......!"

"You don't have to be polite, you're older than me. Brother Li really can't afford this, and others call me Brother Xiao'er. If the eldest prince doesn't dislike it, he will be called so. ”

"Good! I didn't expect you to be a happy person, please take a seat! Look at the tea! "I actually served tea, which is a respect for scholars.

"Where is Brother Xiao'er?"

"My ancestor is from Ivory Village at the foot of Wang'er Mountain."

"Oh! I know that Ivory Village is a royal village. The rice produced there is especially good, and I heard that it is directly supplied to the palace. Why did Brother Xiao come to Liaoyang Mansion? ”

Li Xiao knew that Yuan Ang was playing tricks on him, anyway, everyone in the Zhuangzi was dead, and it didn't matter what he said.

"The eldest prince doesn't know! Some time ago, our ivory village was slaughtered by Tartars. I was the only one in the village, and several of my younger siblings survived. The rest are all dead!

Our brothers and sisters were afraid that the Tartars would come again, so we could only come to Liaoyang Mansion. Thinking that no matter how fierce the Tartars were, they didn't dare to come to Liaoyang Mansion to make a mistake. When he made some money, he went to live in Guanli. Outside of this pass, the Tartars are too rampant. ”

"Hey......! Since the forty-seventh year of the dynasty, after Salhu. Our Ming Dynasty can only take a defensive position in Liaodong, and generals like Liu Ting and Juniper have all died. More than 300 officers of the Ming Dynasty were killed in the battle, and the accumulation of talents for many years was ruined. That's why the Tartars are so arrogant! "I heard that Li Xiao's home was slaughtered by the Jurchens, and Yuan Ang was also in a bad mood.

His father is a Liaodong economic strategy, and it stands to reason that he should be regarded as responsible for defending the land. But now, the soldiers in the customs are transferred to Liaodong. No one wanted to come at all, except for the Zhejiang soldiers and the Sichuan army who were still on the way. The governors of the rest of the provinces were all coping with errands, and some places even sent some old and weak people with bare hands.

"The corruption of the Ming military household is the root!" Li Xiao said helplessly.

"Oh!" Yuan An's eyes lit up, and his eyes looked at Li Xiao a little differently.

"Most of my Liaodong military households are tun soldiers, and they are busy farming on weekdays. The grain and straw of each guard station were self-sufficient, and the general banner and the small banner became the landlord. Military households have been exploited by officers at all levels, and it has always been military households that have fled to civilian households. Have you ever heard of the fact that a private household voluntarily became a military household?

The health center is slack, the private business is corrupt, and the greed for food ......! In order to make money, officers at all levels did everything they could. After a long time, such an army can fight? It is said that Li Dashuai could fight back then, but you can take a look. How many of Li Dashuai's subordinates are guards.

His Liaodong iron cavalry was all recruited by Li Dashuai himself!

As soon as Li Dashuai died, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry was scattered. The Tartar soldiers had no one to check and balance, and of course they were unscrupulous. ”

"Oh! According to what Brother Xiao said, what should I do? Yuan Ang looked at Li Xiao and asked. He was now beginning to wonder about Li Xiao's origins, how could a country kid know so much. Was this sent by an opponent in the court? Or a spy sent by the Jurchens?

"The most direct way is to organize group training and distribute weapons to the farmers. Let the farmers form a team to practice self-protection! At the same time, the regimental training was organized, and the Tartar looting was actually not very numerous. At most, twenty or thirty people, or even a dozen people, dare to rob a village with a population of 100 or ten.

As long as the team training is organized, one side will be in difficulty and all sides will support. Repelled a few waves of Tartars, and they naturally did not dare to come. As for the large force of Tartar soldiers, they naturally had the soldiers and horses of the imperial court to deal with. The regimental training can also assist the imperial court soldiers and horses, at least the personnel of the regimental training are locals. It's okay to be a guide and show you the terrain. ”

"Team practice?" Yuan Ang closed his eyes and thought for a while.

In the imperial court, there is no specific strategy for Liaodong. His father is just trying to resist the attack of the Jurchen Tartars as much as possible. This group practice is a method, and it is really good to say.

A village of 100 people also has at least twenty or thirty strong laborers. Let them fight for the imperial court, and they may not be able to work hard. But for the sake of their own lives and property, they still have to give it up.

"Brother Xiao'er, this method is good!" Did you come up with it yourself, or did you have someone to guide you?

Looking at Li Xiao's age, Yuan Ang didn't believe that Li Xiao came up with this method himself.

Li Xiao was shocked, and he had just patronized the display. I forgot that this is not the afterlife of the Great Bang of Knowledge, but the Ming Dynasty. Not everyone knows what is said in the post bar in later generations.

"Oh, there's a master in the village. He told me about it! ”

"Oh! Where is the old man? Yuan Ang immediately became excited.

"Hey......! His old man was burned alive by the Tartars, and his body was still buried by me. ”

"Dead ......!" Yuan An's tone revealed a strong sense of regret and disappointment.