Beiyang new warlord

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On the horizon, a spectacular scene comparable to the Great Migration of African animals in later generations appeared on the horizon, divided into several roads, with countless intruders and heavy soldiers billowing in smoke and dust, and the Yellow River pouring to the northwest like the mouthless Yellow River.

After all, the loess plateau of the vast yellow sand in Shaanxi is the birthplace of the tent army, and more than 6% of the leaders of the tent army were born here. In the battle of Lushan, Yuan Chonghuan killed at least [-] soldiers, but he didn't even have time for the wounds on his body Wrapped up, the mighty army marched towards the northwest in high spirits. In the heart of the army, the importance of Xi'an even surpassed that of the capital.

Wu Sheng's memorial was still rushing to the capital at [-] miles, and right next to the edge of the battlefield, a wrinkled old peasant from the refugee army suddenly plunged into the dilapidated alley. After a while, the Central Plains had never seen it before. The peregrine falcon, a bird of prey not much bigger than a pigeon, soared into the sky, circled the battlefield full of corpses with a shrill sound, and then suddenly flapped its wings and headed straight for the freezing northeast.

In the era without radio, there was no way of transmitting information faster than birds and letters. Thirteen days after the Lushan War, Jinzhou, the Governor's Mansion of the Mabu Army.

Outside the window, it is a bit like the Great Leap Forward. Even though there is still heavy snow outside the window, the Northeast people are still busy pushing the car and carrying the several-meter-long rails, wearing big cotton hats like dog fur hats and thick cotton jackets. Steel bars, no hesitation in shuttling.

Having already tasted the sweetness of the railway, the entire Dongjiang River has evolved into a huge construction site. From the top military town chief to the civilian soldier leaders, they are all talking about one thing.

Build roads!

There are only a few exceptions, such as Hong Chengchou and Zu Dashou's descendants who were laid off, old and weak, and 5 people were selected from 6000 people to form the new Gaizhou Army Town and Jinzhou Army Town. As for the Shenyang Army Town, It was composed of elite reserve troops who had made contributions in this Southern Expedition.

In the entire Liaodong general, the biggest loser seems to be only Zu Dashou. His loyalty to the Ming Dynasty is indeed commendable. It was Wu Sangui and his like, once they took refuge in their new masters, they immediately transformed into ferocious loyal dogs, fiercely pounced on Daming, biting his flesh and blood.

But it was his stupid loyalty that made Mao Jue dare not use him. The first title in the entire Daliao was conferred on him. Marquis of Wuchi, it happened that Dongjiang discovered the stretches of hot springs in Wudalianchi City in the future, so he simply let him guard The decades-long meritorious veteran of Liaodong retired to soak in hot springs for the elderly. He was also tired of the bloody war career, and Zu Dashou had no objection.

Without him as the leader of the army, the Liaodong generals that Mao Jue was worried about suddenly became a mess. Some of the army leaders wanted to make troubles and refused to cooperate with Dongjiang's reorganization work, but once the conditions for joining the army were released, the generals at the regiment level The annual salary reaches one thousand taels, and ordinary soldiers still have two taels of silver and two stones of food per month. , or looking for a relationship, every now and then, the army leaders of the two teams will stage a full-scale martial arts on the street, showing off their muscles, wishing to suppress everyone else, leaving only themselves.

The Dongjiang military discipline, political and legal system that these guys tossed almost died on the spot!In the end, Mao Jue was furious and took out the troubled Pang Dahai, and beat him with fifty army sticks on the spot to rectify the military law. The fat ass of this confidant who first followed Mao Jue was able to make Dongjiang's selection policy go smoothly. Going on, it was postponed for more than half a month, and the formation of the new military region was completed.

Tangerines born in Huainan are oranges, and oranges born in Huaibei are oranges.In the Ming Dynasty, the Liaodong Town Army, which was lazy and corrupt, came to the Dongjiang environment, and it was like a different person. The newly appointed regiments were training the Dongjiang drills vigorously, and they shouted louder than anyone else. Both are high.

On the one hand, when they came to the new environment of Dongjiang, they said they wanted to express themselves in order to win the favor of the new leader. On the other hand, even Mao Jue or any high-level Dongjiang did not admit it, but the Liao King was not satisfied with this little Liaodong, and turned to the Central Plains. The pouring energy is already like Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows it!

Now the corruption of the Ming Dynasty has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the big guys are well aware of how much power is left in the Ming Dynasty. The breath of a change of dynasty is already coming. Who doesn't want to win a good position in the new dynasty?

Unprecedented opportunity, whether it is the title of Marquis and Boss, Feng Yin's descendants or mediocrity misses the opportunity, it all depends on one's own ability!

The whole Dongjiang is like a male lion in heat, the impulsive impetuosity can't be restrained under the calm surface.

At this time, Jinzhou is the lion head!

"One two one! One two one! Stand at attention! Stand up and stab!"

Downstairs, the officers could not wait to yell out the drill chants, hoping to attract Mao Jue's attention, even just a glance, so that King Liao would remember him, and he would be prosperous in the future! Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that they were leaning against the window He was scribbling his entry plan on the side, and Mao Jue, who was used to listening to too many drills, didn't even raise his head.

"Master, rest for a while!"

A strong fragrance came, wearing the fox fur collared cotton skirt of later generations, with her hair curled up gracefully, came in with ginseng tea, Su Yi called softly beside her with distress.

But Mao Jue didn't raise his head, just nodded indifferently.

"Put it down! Got it!"

He also knew that the current Mao Jue was no longer the young master who led him crazy, and knew that he couldn't control it, so when he put down the tea, Su Yi could only bow slightly, and then retreated lightly.

The door had just been closed, but the sound of fluttering wings sounded outside the window again. Facing the rare warm winter sun in the cold moon, a tired peregrine landed on the window sill, and finally stretched its wings to one side and stretched it lazily. Waist, the soldiers on the side immediately greeted him with the meat.

"King Liao, urgent report in the pass!"

"read!"

Still didn't put down the pen, didn't raise his head, Mao Jue gave orders absent-mindedly.Listening to the order, Secretary-General Adelaine pinched the wax pill as usual.

But after reading the first sentence, her words came to an abrupt end and froze there.

"The Battle of Lushan, Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of the three sides, was defeated and died in battle"

Facing Adelaine's stunned words, Mao Jue's pen fell down with a click, and the ink stained a large area of ​​the document just written.

Seven days later than Dongjiang, the capital finally welcomed the exhausted messenger.

When the Hongling messenger arrived in the capital, Chongzhen was still driving the early court as usual. Although the mountains and rivers are broken now, there are actually not many places that the court can manage. Even in the south of the Yangtze River, many places have begun to go their own way. Liangyu intercepted the river, and Zhang Xianzhong even turned the world upside down in Sichuan and Yunnan.

But Chongzhen could only do more desperately to these increasingly trivial and irrelevant state affairs, and only in this way, he could forget the repressed fear in his heart, and temporarily forget the aura of subjugation that haunted him like a ghost.

But when in the court hall, Chongzhen, who was eager to bet all his worth on the side of the Ministry of War, was afraid when he heard the soft and hasty report from the servant of the Ministry of War. It was difficult to suppress the anxiety and trembling in my heart and said that word.

"read!"

"Supervisor Wu Xin urgently reported! The ministers nodded in fear, and Lushan was defeated! The governor of the three sides, Yuan Chonghuan, fought stubbornly, causing the entire division to collapse, and the soldiers were scattered in the wild.

An official article written by Wu Chen is extremely wonderful, citing scriptures and allusions, and even he himself was moved.But apart from the first sentence, no one cared to listen to his gorgeous words after that. Except for the voice of the Minister of the Ministry of War, which was not much louder than a mosquito, the entire court hall was as dull and silent as a tomb, and each piece was like crawling in a tomb. The pale cheeks that came out looked at each other.

Emperor Chongzhen himself even lost the last trace of blood, sitting on the cold dragon chair, unwilling to recover for a long time.

This winter in the capital is extremely cold

Chapter 549. Inaction

Yuan Chonghuan is a very complicated figure to Dongjiang.

On the one hand, Yuan Chonghuan almost killed Mao Wenlong during the change of Shuangdao, causing Liaozhen and Dongjiang Town to forge a big feud.But on the other hand, his contribution to Dongjiang is also indelible. He raised the Toyotomi siblings who let Dongjiang control the country of Wa. When Mao Jue was away, Dongjiang's victory in the country of Wa was also consolidated by him, even now More than half of the current team of the Toyotomi family was selected by Yuan Chonghuan.

If he hadn't insisted on going his own way, intending to use his own power to turn the tide of the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that he would leave a strong mark in the history of Ming and Japan in the future, right?

Regarding Yuan Chonghuan's death, Dongjiang also gave a cold treatment. Only the Liao Palace issued a message similar to a notice to the subordinate military towns. Lushan was defeated and Yuan Chonghuan, a Dongjiang traitor, died.

However, Mao Jue, who had been staring at the front line, abandoned his heavy military affairs and returned to Dongjiang.

White Horse Mountain.

It used to be the front line of Dongjiang defense and the reserve military base of Yizhou. The strategic significance of this place was extremely important, but now, the enemy of Dongjiang has been wiped out, and Huaxia has taken an important step towards the north like never before. Baima Mountain His historical mission is over.

Moreover, a lot of people here have moved away. There are opportunities everywhere in the huge Heilongjiang Plain. If you go there, you will directly enclose land to build a village. The more and more developed railways also prevent the food from being transported out and the danger of not being able to exchange money. The splendor that used to be the only plain on the Dongjiang River is gone, and it seems to have returned to the calm and dead silence before Mao Jue's rise.

It’s just that there are still a few heavy marks left by the Dongjiang River. Next to Xiangyang Peak not far from the mountain city, a cement road winds up, facing the steep westward slope towards Liaodong, with cement-paved steps and black marble. The tombstones are neatly lined up like an army formation.

This was built by Mao Jue for the victims after Chongzhen's ten-year Dongjiang War. An ancient poem says: Poor bones by the Wuding River, still a person in a spring girl's dream.But here in Dongjiang, Mao Jue did not allow every soldier who died for Dongjiang to go away in obscurity. They should be remembered by history.

Liaodong seems to be endlessly falling, covering this quiet afterlife country with a thick layer of white robes. However, there is an extra row of footprints on the thick snowy road, and the large area behind the hillside A new grave was erected on the open space.

The incense was just burned, and the lingering cigarette smoke mistyly surrounded the tombstone, but unlike other tombs of Dongjiang warriors, the inscription on this monument is empty, with only four characters on the dark surface.

The soul returns.

In the brazier, the burning yellow paper brought a little bit of warmth to this cold world. Two women in white linen knelt on the ground, bowing forward gently in return.

The dead one was the big one, Mao Jue also bowed slightly, then shook his head with a sigh, turned and walked down the mountain.

It's not that he doesn't even have this measure, even Yuan Chonghuan's name is not allowed to be left behind. This inscription was requested by Madam Yuan and Mrs. Zhao.Lao Yuan has been a hero all his life, but it is these two women who suffer the most.

"According to the treatment given to the families of Dongjiang heroes, send a few people to watch over them, and nothing will happen!"