The pressure on Fan Zhiwan's shoulders is heavier than Qiu Minyang, so he also values ​​good news and looks forward to it.

When the eldest son came to report that Zheng Zhilong had a good news, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak, but he was shocked and worried about gains and losses. He wanted to know the authenticity of this good news, but he was worried that Zheng Zhilong had lies and made military achievements.

He quickly walked out of the room, striding from the backyard to the second door, and his mood calmed down, and then he smiled mockingly, "Go and call that person to meet in court."

He was a great commander and even sent a good news to the second gate. It was a joke if he told it!

But then again, it is such a great military merit to recover Yaozhou and add 500 heads. With this military merit, he can relieve the pressure on him.

Now, there is more than Qiu Minyang in the entire Ningyuan City than rushing to the public hall? And Fan Zhiwan is so excited that he can't control himself?

Wu Sangui, Ma Ke and others, one counts the other, and it is all the same nowadays.

Because, with the head, there will be military achievements and an excuse to explain to the capital. Even if you still have to be scolded by the emperor, you don’t have to touch Jianlu’s knife. Your life will be saved, but your strength will be saved, right?

No one would think that Zheng Zhilong really cut the heads of five hundred real Tartars, but as long as there are a hundred, you can brag about it. After all, the so-called Ningyuan victory only cut 269 heads.

Of course, it is impossible to get a share of money in vain. Zheng Zhilong, who has money, food and territory, is not a weak person!

But each of them is willing to spend a lot of money to buy it!

When Qiu Min arrived, he saw a few carts full of heads. From the complexion and taste, they were all fresh. But to his surprise, Fan Zhiwan did not ask anyone to check the head, but sat upright in the lobby with neat clothes.

Testing the head level was a common method for civil officials in the Ming Dynasty to deal with military generals. Moreover, after the war between the Ming and Qing dynasties, those literati really found some solutions.

For example, put the head in the water tank, whether the head is facing up or the back of the head is facing up. If it is a man's head, it will float face up in the water tank. Secondly, look at the braids. If it is a Tartar who has been shaved for a long time, the braids must be soft and weak. Otherwise, it will be stiff. Finally, look at the teeth. The Tartar soldiers eat more meat, and their tooth decay is different from those of the Ming Dynasty. Finally, check the light to comprehensively determine whether they are the real Tartars' head.

But now these Fan Zhi are useless at all.

Qiu Minyang walked in and saw the man who was rewarding for his victory at first glance. He was a middle-aged man with a dark complexion but a bit bookish.

When they were young, Wu Sangui and others came all, and they all stared at Shi Fu with a burning heart.

Then Fan Zhiwan raised his hand and revealed a letter from his palm, "Since you have already arrived, let's explain the matter."

"Shi Fu."

"The official is here."

"Let's talk about it in detail." But he had already lowered his head and looked through the documents again. Zheng Zhilong actually wanted to visit Niuzhuang, which was a very critical place. The water and land transportation hub, a vital place outside the pass!

Fan Zhiwan didn't pay attention to his head, but everyone else was concerned about it.

I could hear Shi Fu's detailed description of the story of the Battle of Yaozhou.

There were actually no five hundred heads. Even if Zheng Zhilong cut off all the dead people on the village outside the city, he would have gathered less than five hundred people. Just say that, Shi Fu, who is used to boost the morale of the army, said this.

Qiu Minyang felt very complicated, and he didn't know whether he should be angry or angry for a moment. "What exactly did Zheng Zheng Rong get in the Battle of Yaozhou?"

Wu Sangui sneered in his heart. He had known that there was water in the five hundred heads of Zheng Zhilong's declaration, so how could the Tartars' heads be so easy to cut? But he didn't expect that Zheng Zhilong would be so kind that he could even connect the heads of the coated serfs, and the five hundred heads were not gathered together.

It is difficult to cut the heads of real Tartars, but is it difficult to cut the heads of the coat slaves? Zheng Zhilong's army of tens of thousands of water and land reached the shore and rushed over. Isn't it easy to cut the heads of five hundred heads?

Mao Wenlong, the Jiangdong general in his early years, liked to do this most. After all, what they faced was not the Eight Banners soldiers who were like wolves and tigers, but the mud legs that were farming.

Wherever the mud legs go, they are all mud legs. It is not like Jianlu, they become iron legs and copper legs.

Wu Sangui even had a fantasy in his heart when he thought of this. If he had a powerful navy under his command, he could naturally enter and exit the Jianlu land at will. Then there were only eight words of mystery inside - avoid the real and attack the virtual, and take advantage of the virtual. Don't say that there are five hundred heads, even one thousand or two thousand, he could also take it out.

"My general led a Japanese army to capture dozens of farms outside Yaozhou City, and led out the Yaozhou garrison Tu'an, set up an ambush in the road, and wiped out all of them. He killed Jianlu forty five, captured eleven people alive, and killed 60 Baoyi and captured 150 people. He then led his troops to capture Yaozhou City. In the first and second rounds, he won 70 Tartar men's heads and captured 15 people alive. He killed 113 Baoyi."

"The 22 places in Zhuangzi were plundered, and forty real Tartar men were killed, eleven alive captured, and 120 coats were killed."

That is, there were a total of 110 real Tartar heads, twenty-six captives of alive and 233 people killed. A number that moved everyone present.

Killing 110 Zhentar's heads and capturing twenty-six alive people is a great achievement, a real great achievement.

"Is this true?" Wu Sangui's eyes turned red with envy.

I think of how many times he fought in the Guanning Army, but it was very difficult to find a few Tartar heads. Zheng Zhilong, the pirates, actually relied on the advantages of the ship, and succeeded so easily?

He was really unwilling to accept it.

Even if reason tells him that this is because of the navy's super mobility, and it is because the navy can avoid the real and attack the virtual. The entire Liaohai is as long as the navy has, the navy has the great opportunity to take advantage of.

Zheng Zhilong’s result in this battle was not because of his real strength, but because he was cheating.

But I still envy, jealous and hate in my heart.

Wu Sangui would definitely not have such a word in his mind, but it would definitely have the same meaning.

"Of course, Yaozhou City has been flattened by my general, and the entire city of military and civilians have been captured by my general, and they will arrive on Juehua Island soon." Shi Fu's pride was very strong at this moment.

But soon his proud and proud expression was restrained, "But..., the real Tartars under Tuan were mostly transferred to the Songjin battlefield. Among the killed and captured Tartars, there were even some old and weak." In the more than one hundred real Tartars' heads, only one-third of the real Tartars were young and strong. The remaining ones were either half-blanc or fifteen or sixteen-year-old kids.

"Haha, both old and young Tartars are all Tartars, and this is also a great achievement!" Qiu Minyang laughed. But he laughed more about the future, not the current hundred heads.

Zheng Zhilong is already preparing to send troops to Juehua Island all year round. With such a navy army, the thousands of miles of Liaohai will become unprepared borders. If Jianlu wants to use troops to prepare, he really doesn't know how many troops will be restrained. This is the true meaning of making him laugh happily.

But the other generals felt a little better after hearing what Shi Fu said. But some people were still sighing, "Mr. Zheng is lucky."

The Northern Army, which was unpredictable to the Southern Army, was actually compared by a group of Southern barbarians in terms of military achievements. The generals here were all very uncomfortable.

Shi Fu heard it, but there was no displeasure on his face. "When the officer came here, my general had already ordered that the army could attack Yaozhou so easily because of the Jianlu army, either arranged in Songjin, or restrained by the generals. This made our army easily succeed. In this way, how could our army not have the contribution of Ningyuan's army in the battle results? These Jianlu heads, together with the heads of the coat-coated slaves, were given all the gifts and allowed the supervisor to decide the senator."

This is called having gains only with giving up.

Wu Sangui and the others took Zheng Zhilong's head, so they naturally couldn't put down their bowls and curse themselves!

He didn't take these 100 Jianlu heads from Yaozhou City seriously. The Tartars in Niuzhuang and the Tartars in Haizhou are the correct answers!

But he knew that for the garrisons in Ningyuan City, these 100 Tartar heads were also a good delicacy. Moreover, the heads of more than 200 coated slaves were also the ones. Although they were a little thinner, as long as they were handled properly, they would be real Tartars.

Of course, compared with the number of five generals, these heads and twenty-six living Tartars are obviously not enough to divide them. But if they don’t divide them enough, they have the courage to break the siege of Xingshan, Songshan, and Jinzhou?

The answer is also very clear.

But Zheng Zhilong would continue to fight Niuzhuang and Haizhou. Not only would he have a new Tartar head in his hands, but he would not have fewer ones.

Zheng Zhilong wants to make the cake in his hand bigger and stronger. At that time, the fifth general will want to share the benefits of moistening, but it will be their turn to bleed.

In short, let alone the Songjin battlefield, Zheng Zhilong has just begun.

...

Shi Fu walked out of the archery with a smile on his face, turned around and looked behind him, with a smile on his face. It seemed that the loud voices of several generals could be heard in his ears.

"Is this the pillar of the Ming Dynasty?"
Chapter completed!