There were also noises in the joyful atmosphere. At noon, Yuan Chonghuan and his group rushed to the city.

The Eight Banners soldiers of the brigade headed towards Juehua, and Niulu rushed over one after another, with the left and right wings of the Mongolian wings in front.

"This is to kill Juehua." Zu Dashou frowned and said, "It seems that Juehua has not chiseled ice!"

"It's simply a bastard." Yuan Chonghuan was a little furious. He won Ning Yuan's battle with a reproachable victory, but if he lost Juehua, the big victory would be lost.

"Do you want to save Juehua?" He Kegang looked at the generals around him and was eager to try.

Man Gui looked indifferent. He had many veterans under him and had strong combat power. He was not afraid of going out of the city to fight him.

"You can't leave the city." Zu Dashou opposed it first and said: "Most of our new recruits have just seen blood. Although they have insufficient morale and experience, they will definitely be defeated once they leave the city and fight. Ning Yuan may not be able to defend it at that time. After all, although the cannons are sharp, they need a large number of soldiers to cooperate. Otherwise, there will be hundreds of ladders each, where will your cannons hit?"

He Kegang retorted: "If our army always avoids fighting, we may never be the enemy of Jianlu in the future. When will we negotiate to regain Liaodong?"

Zu Dashou smiled and shook his head. He didn't want to continue fighting with He Kegang.

"General Zu's words are reasonable." Yuan Chonghuan pondered: "It's not because I am unwilling to save Juehua. On the one hand, Juehua is not the defense zone of his official, so he should not leave the land without leaving the trust. In addition, our army has more than enough defense to defend the city, but the attacking power is insufficient. I cannot ask my subordinates to go out of the city to die because of face or military achievements."

After saying this, not only He Kegang had nothing to say, but the generals present all smiled satisfied.

"Then," Yuan Chonghuan said with a sharp look: "As sooner or later, our army will leave the city to fight with the enemy in the field. Each general will practice the inner court diligently, select elite death-death soldiers to enrich it. First use cavalry war against cavalry, and then use chariots and cannons to fight with the enemy in the field. After a few years, if everything goes well, the battle between tens of thousands of people may not be afraid of Jianlu."

"Sir, wise!"

Everyone present was bent down and bowed down.

...

"Kill, don't seal the sword."

"Everyone can grab Benniu Lu, and the number of moves is his own."

"There is a lot of money, and everyone has a share!"

Juehua Island was knocked down in one day!

There were wild beast-like roars everywhere, and the Eight Banners soldiers were red in their eyes, as if they wanted to vent their anger that was frustrated in Ningyuan on the innocent people on Juehua Island.

Li Mingli was pushing the cart and following the tide of the tide. Tabai and Niu Luezhen kept shouting on the side of the road. Everyone, including Ma Vest, were pushing the cart and sledge, and only Zhang Jing and above did not do it themselves.

Even some Zhang Jing rushed to the bank deposit and got a few hundred taels of silver first.

Wugna's Mongolian left and right wings cooperated with the Jurchen soldiers and instantly broke through the simple defense line of the Ming army and killed generals such as Yao Yuxian and Jin Guan.

The Ming army resisted quite strongly, and it involved important military funds and was related to its own heads. Yao and Xian and Jin Guan, who had always been sloppy, really fought desperately this time. Unfortunately, their strength was far from the Jurchens. Jurhua Island was almost instantly swept across. The island was not only the Ming army in Liaozhen, but also a large number of civilian officials, and more than 7,000 civilians. Because the attack on Ningyuan was unfavorable, there were many casualties and injuries. In addition, the Jurchens were worried that Ningyuan's troops would go out of the city to attack, so the Jurchens attacked quickly and fiercely. After capturing Jurhua, they carried out an unsealed massacre, and bloodshed the island where the Ming army hoarded materials.

By the time Li Mingli and others caught up with the island to push things, the entire island was almost empty.

At least there were more than a thousand sleds and a large number of ox carts filled with grain. In addition, each ox record received a large amount of silver, and the island's grain was more than 200,000 stones. This is a surprising number. It also solved a considerable problem for the Jurchens. At least there will be no big trouble during the spring famine.

What was even more surprising was that the island's silver cost hundreds of thousands of taels, but it has not been calculated clearly yet, but it is estimated that the silver cost more than half a million taels.

This should be the military pay for the Ming army in the next few months, so this is really a big advantage.

The Eight Banners were so happy that they didn't know what to do. Even the several big Beile, who was the banner owner, were so happy that they couldn't stop laughing.

Of course, he has plundered a lot of things since entering western Liaoning, but he has robbed hundreds of thousands of stones of grain and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver at once. Who dares to think of such a good thing?

With more than a thousand-collar armor, a large number of weapons, medicinal materials, various military supplies, including glue, gunpowder, etc., I really made a lot of money.

After rough calculations, there are probably about one million supplies on Juehua Island.

"Mingguo is really rich." These are the words that all the Jurchens have been talking about in the past two days.

They captured Liaodong, Liaozhong and Liaonan, and felt that they were richer than the Jurchen settlements, and they felt that they were eye-opening.

Liaoyang City is magnificent, and Hetuala is a village with a vast difference. Even the Khan Palace of Nuerhaci is in a slum level compared to the buildings in Liaoyang City. The Liaoyang Jingliu Mansion is quite dilapidated in the Ming Dynasty, but Lao Nu and his friends will live in it after they are repaired and they feel very good.

This time, Juehua was captured, which made these people feel the potential and prosperity of the Ming Dynasty, and also made them clearly realize how big the gap in financial resources between the two sides was.

The Ming army had so many materials, silver and grain at any grain storage site. What if it were the wealthy prefectures and the extremely huge and prosperous capital in the Ming Dynasty?

After conquering Juehua, the Jurchens, who felt the gap between the two sides, were more coveted about the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

Originally, many people thought it would be good to occupy Liaodong, but now they generally regret it.

Li Mingli pushed the cart inside, surrounded by Zhao Gui and a group of Han people, and the expressions on each of them were quite rich.

A Baoyi said happily: "Now, Chunhuang and my family will not starve to death."

Li Mingli opened his mouth and had some words in his heart that he wanted to scold him, but first, he didn't dare to say it, second, he didn't know what to say.

Everyone was very happy, including Coat!

A large amount of grain and various military supplies were piled up like mountains. People went in and out of large warehouses like ants, constantly transporting grain packages and military supplies.

The silver treasury is even more allowed to move each Niulu to move it. Of course, each Niulu also needs to count the numbers and it will be easy to hand it over to the public in the future. However, there are too many people, and the Eight Banners are also poor in this regard. In order to finish the move as soon as possible, they can only let each Niulu move it by themselves. There must be those who conceal the numbers or fill their personal bags. Even the silver trousers are desperately stuffing silver into their robes.

There is also a brand new armor, mostly cotton armor and chain mail. A small amount of scale iron armor is piled up like a mountain. A small cart cannot push a few pieces, and most of them are transported away by ox carts or sledges.

Most of the weapons are made very well, but they are still a little different from those of the Jurchens, but they are also a good addition.

Everyone was laughing from ear to ear, and the Jurchens kept talking and laughing loudly, and the depression of being frustrated under Ningyuan was wiped out.

The troops left in Ningyuan have been reduced to several thousand, because they really cannot use their precious manpower on the siege, and a large amount of manpower has been transferred to move things.

Looking at the mountains of supplies, the reduction in a lot of time has been reduced in a few days, but it still takes some effort to emptiate it.

It was the third time that Li Mingli and others came here. They used small carts to push the supplies from the island to the official road near Ningyuan, loaded the ox cart and then came back to push them with small carts.

This time, don’t move to the ox cart again, because the ox cart is already full, so you can only use a small cart to push your ox book back all the way. If it is an armor and weapon, push it directly to Liaoyang. These things are uniformly processed and distributed by Gongzhong.

Originally, there were not enough ox carts, but fortunately, they obtained a lot of coats and their oxen after taking over Liaoxi, and they also found a lot of big trucks. There were always three or four hundred bins. These big trucks and the original oxen carts were combined to form a huge convoy. Even so, it was a drop in the bucket for the snatched supplies. A large amount of supplies could only be pushed back with sledges and carts, and they had to carry them on their shoulders.

More than one person remembered the big carts of Hutchison. Many Jurchens and Han people went to Guangning to pick up the grain carts. They were quite impressed by the large four-wheeled carts of Hutchison. If there were hundreds of big carts, they would probably easily move everything here.

In addition to the newly snatched Baoyi, he always did things silently, even some old Baoyi said a cart of words excitedly.

Li Mingli put the last packet of grain on the car, and the total amount reached about 500 kilograms. This is already the limit of such a single-wheeled car. No matter how high the number is, even if Li Mingli can push the car, it cannot carry it. The body of the car may fall apart halfway. Even if everyone pushes the car, there is a considerable reward. The more you push, the more you reward it, there is still no way to push more even half a packet of grain.

Tabunan sat aside carelessly, and Zhao Gui took advantage of the time of rest to clean his wounds.

After the battle to kill Juehua, Tabu Nang was shot in his left chest. The arrow penetrated his mail and pierced a half-fingered hole in front of his chest. This kind of wound looks scary, but if it penetrates a little deeper, it penetrates the heart, and Tabu Nang will die.

"This must have been shot by Ming army general Needing." Zhao Gui was cleaning and preparing to bandage him, saying, "I almost got reimbursed."

Tabunang doesn't like to act like Jurchens. The title of master slave does not emphasize Zhao Guizun. Not only that, the two of them were quite casual when they talked together.

"If you die, you will die." Tabu's wound was quite painful and he grinned, "Can you not die?"

Zhao Gui said happily: "As long as I don't die on the battlefield, I want to live until my son gets an adult and marry a wife. I can only smile and close my eyes if I ask me to hold my grandson."

"You're so fucking beautiful." Tabunang cursed: "Maybe you'll die on the battlefield one day, look at the dead people over there!"

Zhao Gui and Li Mingli both looked at the place where Tabu Nang pointed, and there were a large number of dead people there, at least two or three thousand bodies piled up together in a hurry.

The Jurchens did not do this out of respect for the soldiers or to bury the bodies. They did not have such a habit. The bodies on the Kuandian and Guangning battlefields and later on the Songjin battlefield were discarded, and at most the bodies of the Ming army blocked the road were removed. Until decades later, during the Kangxi period, people saw the piles of white bones and endless ghost fires when passing through the old battlefield in Liaodong.

(End of this chapter)
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