When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized. They didn't expect that such a simple and repetitive thing would have such a meaning. To put it really, I was blinded by silver these days, and I seemed to have a lot of confidence in the Ming Dynasty banknotes, and I did not reject the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes like the legendary ones.

Unlike the festive and lively atmosphere in the capital, on the Korean Peninsula, the temporary garrison of Jianlu Nu Chief Axin Gioro Amin was losing his temper.

"What the hell is going on? The grain transport army of a thousand people disappeared out of thin air?" Amin shouted loudly at a group of subordinates kneeling on the ground.

Such a thing is really unimaginable. Even if the thousand Jin troops are not all Jurchens, there are also many! He can guarantee that at least in northern North Korea, there is no force that can afford to eat! Otherwise, he would not have sent a thousand people to escort food.

After yelling, I saw that everyone was kneeling on the ground, and no one looked up to answer his question. I couldn't help but grab the teacup on the table beside me, throw it to the ground, and let out a "bang" sound, and the teacup was broken into countless pieces.

Amin was not satisfied yet, so he stood up and walked over, kicking them on the shoulders one by one, kicking them back and falling to the ground. However, these subordinates knew their master's temper and didn't even dare to let go of their farts, so they quickly knelt down again.

"Even the Mingdogs in Dongjiang do not have the combat power, so they can not even escape one of the big Jin soldiers!" Amin analyzed himself, "Besides, if Mingdogs have activities, how could Ben Beile not hear any news? You are all a bunch of waste!"

Or he vented his emotions a little, and he shouted sternly: "Get out, get out of Benbele. If you can't find any news until sunset tomorrow, Benbele wants your head!"

After saying that, he stepped forward and kicked the men out one by one. Then he turned around and sat in his seat, his chest undulating, obviously still very angry.

The army of one thousand people disappeared out of thin air. If this matter was not investigated clearly, he would not dare to move again. After all, he brought tens of thousands of people to come over, and 4,000 people were placed in Yizhou to guard the food. He originally brought more than 6,000 people to continue to march towards the capital of North Korea.

But this time, one thousand people were missing, and only five thousand people were left by his side. If there was really an army that could wipe out one thousand people silently, then this army and the five thousand people he led would at least have the power of fighting. If you are afraid, Amin would not be afraid. The key is that he doesn’t know who the opponent is and what the situation is!

Under his strict orders, his men went out in a crazily manner, and when they captured the Koreans, they tortured and questioned any abnormalities. For a moment, Amin was stationed in dozens of miles in a radius of land, and all the places where the cavalry could reach were trapped in dire straits and terror.

Just as night was at night, some temporary tents were tied in a valley. A Korean general was taken into the tent of the Central Army. He was covered in a mess. In such a cold weather, his face was full of sweat and his face was sad. Seeing Lu Xiangsheng sitting in the main seat, he fell to the ground and kowtowed repeatedly and begged: "Shang Guozhong, please save my Korean people! Jianlu is starting a massacre again. They are not humans, regardless of men, women, old and weak, as long as they are not their people, they will kill them. And they cut their flesh and blood with one knife and one knife, but they won't kill them. They are not humans, so please send troops to save the people of small countries..."

Lu Xiangsheng looked grim when he heard this. Those Jianlu were really inferior to pigs and dogs. They harmed Liaodong and now they began to harm North Korea. According to his temper, he really wanted to fight Amin hard.

But according to the information, there were still five thousand people around the slave chief. And after suddenly one thousand people were missing, it was difficult for him to divide his troops. In this way, Lu Xiangsheng was still self-aware of the five thousand Jianlu.

More importantly, Emperor Chongzhen had already explained that everything was based on the interests of the Ming Dynasty. Even if he could win Jianlu, it could not be the price of Dongjiang losing heavy losses. The emperor even told him to withdraw to the island in order to prevent Jianlu's revenge and avoid losses.

However, Lu Xiangsheng was ultimately under the pressure of food. After transporting away the food, he hid in the deep mountains, like a tiger lurking in the mountains, waiting for the opportunity to fight another battle.

Now that Lu Xiangsheng saw the generals of a friendly country crying and wailing, he felt very uncomfortable, and felt powerless. Just as he was about to speak, Wei Mulan, who was standing next to him, suddenly said first: "Jianlu is so evil, what are you doing in the North Korean king?"

"..." When he heard this, the Korean general was stunned, then looked up at the female Jinyiwei and said with a little sadness and anger, "The king... the king... the last general doesn't know!"

The court did nothing, and the Jianlu has been rampant until now, but he has sent envoys to reason with the tiger, which is useless at all. Every day, countless people are driven away, killed, or starved to death, but the court...

At this moment, it is false to say that he does not hate the incompetent court. But he is just a local general. So what if he is dissatisfied, can he still say bad things about the court in front of the governor of the country? But in this way, he cannot answer the female Jinyiwei's words. At this moment, he felt very aggrieved.

Lu Xiangsheng sighed in his heart. He understood the sadness and helplessness in the hearts of the Korean general. After spending so many days together in North Korea, he also understood one thing. North Korea is now a mess, and no capable man who dares to fight can organize the Korean soldiers. Otherwise, it would not have been so unscrupulous that Jianlu would have been so unscrupulous.

He looked at the Korean general and said seriously: "I am not able to fight against Jianlu for the decisive battle, but I cannot watch the Korean people suffer. In this way, you should try to stay away from the Jianlu as much as possible and lure Jianlu out of the brigade. I will send people to destroy it in time. Even if you can only destroy one small team of Jianlu at a time, you can come a few more times and the number will be very considerable. At that time, you will find an opportunity to fight against Jianlu again!"

When the Korean general heard this, he thought that this was the only way. Now that the Jianli came out, all the more people were sent. It was not something that the North Korean soldiers could kill, but they had to rely on the power of the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, he immediately agreed, left overnight and went back to set up such an opportunity. As soon as he left, Lu Xiangsheng thought to Wei Mulan and explained: "This is the essence of the guerrilla war taught by the emperor. I rely on the Korean military and civilians to annihilate the Jianlu in small groups, and accumulate small victories into big victories, which is also in line with the emperor's intention."

Wei Mulan had no power to point fingers at Lu Xiangsheng. She was just a melody. At this time, she heard Lu Xiangsheng's words make sense, so she nodded and reported to Emperor Chongzhen according to the new combat strategy set by Lu Xiangsheng.
Chapter completed!