I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 172
On the vast land, night falls; behind the stack of arrows, the world is desolate.

In Yanshan area, the Great Wall is like a dragon.

The defenders of the Ming Dynasty were like insects.

Without him.

hungry.

The imperial court’s payment of food and salaries was doubled, and before leaving the capital, it was reduced by [-] to [-] percent; it was transported to the governor of Jiliao, Sun Chengzong, and after much thought, a part was retained to build cities and passes;
As a result, another [-]-[-]% was lost.

When the generals of the military towns such as Datong and Yulin turn around in their hands, it will be less than [-] to [-] percent.

General, guerrilla, general flag, general whistle...

Layers of peeling, goose plucking.

Some officials really can't pluck their hair, and they can still do it with a few drops of oil.

Therefore, Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor, tried every means, and when the "double money and food" extracted from the oil fell into the hands of the veterans of the Ming Dynasty, it was almost a few copper coins and half a mouthful of military rations...

……

"Marshal, you wait below, I will take the brothers to touch up first."

In the darkness, Wang Yunyan grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, like a wild beast that chooses to eat someone.

Mao Yuanyi nodded, but did not speak.

He is good at using soldiers like a god, but his individual combat ability is average. Wang Yunyan and Lao Liu are the former Ming veterans who are better at this kind of charge.

"Assault battalion, go!"

Wang Yunyan waved her hand, and nearly 300 people behind her lowered their bodies, stooped their waists, and climbed up the rock silently.

Each of them had a wrist-removing knife in their mouth and a small hand crossbow on their backs.

Fully armed, but they are all cold weapons.

In this kind of mountain night attack, the Mauser is not as good as the small hand crossbow, as well as the 'gadgets' such as military thorns and small grenades hanging from their waists.

The 2 veterans sent by Zheng Zhilong, plus the [-] people brought by Mao Yuanyi from Yan'an Mansion, were all equipped with new weapons and equipment, and they touched the front line of Shanhaiguan without anyone noticing.

Looking up at the people from the assault battalion climbing up, Mao Yuanyi took out a small piece of dried tofu from his bosom, put it in his mouth, and sipped it slowly.

Is it time for the wheat in Yan'an Prefecture to start earing?

Hong Chengchou, the three-sided governor of Shaanxi, couldn't find his mother, would he get angry and stand on the gate of Xi'an Mansion again, counting his "lambs"?

The idiot emperor left the entire capital, and even this large country, like a normal person, hiding on the iron-clad battleship to pick up girls and have sex...

What a hands-off shopkeeper...

So and so, cranky for a while.

On the dark ridge, a lantern flickered several times, like Auntie Mi Zhi's big hairy eyes blinking a few times.

Got it so quickly?
Mao Yuanyi walked up the mountain.

The mountain road is rugged, but Wang Yunyan and other veterans of the assault battalion, during the climbing process, conveniently got a rope for 'Mr. Mao Da' to prevent him from accidentally falling off the cliff.

When approaching the top of the mountain, the outline of the Great Wall is already very clear, with beacon towers, arrow stacks, pass fortresses, and shadows indistinct.

"In front of the enemy, the front line of Shanhaiguan, the Great Wall's defense is so lax, one can imagine, when there is no war on weekdays, what can this city wall block..."

After a cup of tea.

Mao Yuanyi walked slowly into a pass fortress.

The scene in front of him made him slightly taken aback.

Why... so many disheveled women?
The other group was the Da Ming defenders in disheveled clothes, each of them looked ashen and held their heads in their hands, like a herd of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Mao Yuanyi was inexplicably angry.

Is this still a soldier...

What the idiot emperor said was right. In the Ming Dynasty, the real disease was in the bones, in the crevices of the bones, not the generals of Western Liaodong, the generals of Eastern Liaodong, the clean stream of civil servants, the remnants of eunuchs...

Instead, the people are cowardly.

"Marshal, do you want to... click?" Wang Yunyan stepped forward quickly, spat on the ground with a look of disgust.

Back then, when he was a border guard in Yulin Town, he stole chickens and dogs, robbed houses and houses, and did all these dirty jobs.

But he is not afraid of death.

Take a look at the Shanhaiguan defenders, it doesn't matter if they are good at fighting, anyway, everyone is good at it.

However, it is a bit too much to open a kiln in the beacon tower of the pass and harm women from good families.

"There's no need to click," Mao Yuanyi said softly, "They're all soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, life is hard."

Mao Yuanyi wrapped her cloak tightly, walked up to the women in disheveled clothes, observed them carefully for a while, and said with a smile: "These boys are okay, where did you get some slave women?
That's more or less.

Daming men can harm women who were slaves, but if they harm the women of Daming's own family, physical transcendence is required. "

Wang Yunyan and the others silently turned their heads and stared elsewhere, each with strange expressions.

Our Marshal Mao is too protective.

"Send them all away." Mao Yuanyi said casually, turned around and walked out of the pass fortress to the city wall.

Holding the wall with one hand, looking into the distance.

What the idiot emperor said was right, marching and fighting is not about fighting and killing, but about the ways of the world.

So many side soldiers are soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. Sending them all to Liaodong to farm, mine, and build railways is such a good labor.

At this moment, Mao Yuanyi can be said to be a strong soldier.

Not only did he have [-] elite soldiers in his hand, but he also had tens of thousands of Ming veterans transported by Zheng Zhilong.

These guys, after being abolished by the court, used to become bandits in order to fill their stomachs. In fact, their combat effectiveness is two or three points stronger than that of the Shanhaiguan defenders.

The main reason is that these people are not afraid of death.

"Wang Yunyan, I ordered you to lead [-] veterans to capture all the defenders on the front line of Shanhaiguan, secretly transport them to Tianjin Wei, and let them go to Kuwu Island to mine ore and farm."

"Remember, you have to use clever means, and you can't show your feet."

Wang Yunyan grinned and said, "Let's do things, the commander-in-chief can rest assured."

Mao Yuanyi nodded slightly, gave some instructions, and handed Wang Yunyan a marching route map, saying: "Catch those border guards, find any excuse, and say that you are Jin Yiwei handling the case and arresting spies in the army.

In short, send them all away.

Our pawns will be replaced directly. There are plans for the follow-up, and I will pass on the letter to you. "

Wang Yunyan took the order and left.

Mao Yuanyi walked on the Great Wall, stretched out his hands and patted on the wall, pondered and deduced.

There must be no mistakes in this game of chess between him and the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian.

At the same time, it is not possible to attack blindly and directly defeat the defenders of Shanhaiguan, which will damage the vitality of the Ming Dynasty itself, which is not worthwhile.

As for whether this move of "stealing the beam and changing the post" will be noticed by the chief soldiers, generals, and guerrillas, Mao Yuanyi is not worried at all.

Mao Yuanyi was still a little uncertain as to how bad the Ming Dynasty Hall was. He really couldn't figure out who was the biggest moth in the Ming Dynasty.

However, Mao Yuanyi can figure out to what extent Daming's Nine Sides has become rotten.

He had been in Liaodong for seven or eight years, so he was very familiar with Daming's Great Wall defense line.

One word, rotten.

Two words, worse.

In the eyes of the chief soldier, he stared at the general, and in the eyes of the general, he stared at the guerrilla;

On the guerrilla floor, staring at a lot of food and salaries, and a few big rosters, at most I can only remember a few general banners...

Therefore, this trick is a steal, and it is sure to happen.

(End of this chapter)