Secondly, their head shape is divided into two types: long-headed type and round-headed type. Most of them are long-headed type in the south of Jilin Province, and they are mostly round-headed type in Heilongjiang and Far East areas (Russian Tungus group), that is, wide face, temporal lobe (

Both sides of the eyes are well developed.

There are also beards. The beards on the philtrum of Jurchen men grow very slowly, almost not growing at all. Most of them are "goatees" or "moustache." In movies and TV dramas, Obai has a bearded face. This is wrong, Obai.

If he really looks like that, then he is not a Jurchen, but a Mongolian.

Finally, the most obvious part is the nose. Jurchens, regardless of men or women, have a very high nose bridge, and their noses are often in the shape of a hook. The scientific name is "hawk-hook nose" or "luo-feng nose". In addition, Jurchens' noses are relatively small.

Named "seagull nose", the tip of the nose is usually vertically downward (aquiline nose), and rarely has the shape of "upturned nose" or "flat nose bridge". Basically, most Jurchens have high nose bridges.

Even if the head is faked as the head of a Jurchen slave, it is natural that the face must be disfigured first, that is, the nose, mouth and eyes, all the obvious features of the Jurchen slave Jurchen, must be destroyed.

But the problem is that Ning Haijun's victory was all based on the heads collected, and almost all of them were frozen to death. During the actual pursuit, hundreds of still alive slaves were found, but although they were alive, they were the last ones.

It's just a tone of voice, it can only serve as Ning Haijun's military exploits.

In the Ming Dynasty, if you wanted to be recognized for killing good people and taking advantage of merit, you must first have the Ministry of War to inspect that all members were collectively blind, otherwise it would be impossible. Another point is the hairstyle. Even if you shave your head after death, it will be shaved into the rat tail style of the slaves.

The hair in areas where the head is shaved frequently is harder, the hair root rate is thicker, and the scalp is blue and black, there is an obvious difference.

Fu Zonglong also knew that there were constant hints from the big bosses above, and he must check it out clearly, because Cheng Shijie's victory meant that Xu Guangqi would become more powerful and the Western French Party would rise.

"Reporting to the military commander, we have found out clearly that there are 4,679 pills in total, including 5,704 fake pills."

Fu Zonglong saw that Yang Siqian, the head of the Ministry of War, was hesitant, and scolded: "If you say something that is not convenient for you to say, just say it!"

Yang Siqian said: "These fake slaves are all old fake slaves!"

Fu Zonglong understood what Yang Siqian meant. Even these Han troops were all Ming troops who had surrendered to the slaves in the early years. They were determined to betray the Ming Dynasty. Such Han troops were actually more powerful than most of the slaves.

It's just that their equipment is poor and they cannot display their true strength.

If equipped with the same equipment, the Han army that built the slaves could fight one to three without falling behind.

At this time, the people surrounding the dock were already crowded. Fu Zonglong heard the exclamation from the crowd: "There are really thousands of Jiannu. Oh my god, how did they do it!"

Counting on the Ming Army to defeat Jiannu is actually about the same difficulty as counting on the National Football Team to qualify. It is actually difficult to say it is difficult, and it is not really difficult to say it is not difficult, because the problem of the Ming Army, like the problem of the National Football Team, is overall corruption.

Those who can play football will never be able to join the national team. The same was true in the Ming Dynasty. Generals who can really play football will not have the opportunity to lead troops. Yan Yingyuan is still a classic history, equivalent to the county-level public security director in later generations, and is at the official level.

Sun Chengzong even rushed back to his hometown,

Li Dingguo also followed Zhang Xianzhong in rebellion.

Fu Zonglong breathed a sigh of relief, thank God, this battle was finally won.

Afterwards, Fu Zonglong was ecstatic, not only him, but all the officials of the Ministry of War were the same.

The beheading of 4,679 levels and the Han army of 5,704 levels was the first achievement since the Liao Dynasty!

Of course they would not steal Cheng Shijie's limelight without having the foresight, but they are the Ministry of War, responsible for managing the country's troops and horses. They will get credit for any victory in the battle. Besides, they stay in the rear to raise military supplies and food, and they will get credit even if they don't have any credit.

Hard work is indispensable to get a share of this great achievement!

Get promoted and get rich!

With this great achievement, it will be difficult for them not to get promoted and make a fortune!

Not only were the officials happy, but the surrounding Ming people were also very excited. After all, this was a great victory...

Contrary to the ecstatic situation of the people of the Ming Dynasty, Huang Taiji at this time even wanted to eat Duduo. Twelve thousand troops went south without even seeing the faces of the Ming army. He fled back less than three meters in embarrassment.

Hundreds of people.

There were nearly 1,700 corpses scattered on the way to Shenyang. Ning Haijun pursued them until they stopped in Guangning, otherwise, they could pick up more heads.

Huang Taiji wanted to weaken Duduo's strength and make him suffer a little and lose hundreds of men. He could use his status as King Khan to defeat Duduo.

However, the problem is that this battle is really difficult to talk about.

As a Jurchen living in the Northeast, it was unexpected that Baimaofeng would take away so many lives. In fact, the loss of Jiannu this time was definitely not just that of Duduo, but other banners and departments.

The White Hair Wind did not only hit southern Liaoning, but also caused greater damage to eastern Liaoning.

Duduo was severely frostbitten and fell unconscious. The shaman danced for three days, but he still didn't wake up.

Even if he wanted to punish Duduo for being angry, he couldn't.

On the contrary, he had to pinch his nose to appease the twelfth, fourteenth, and fifteenth. Don't look at Duduo like this, but he has 6,000 elite guards and 4,500 more. These elites cannot let many

Ergon and Azig need to go.

Bordered yellow flag, true yellow flag, true blue flag, bordered red flag...

Looking at the loss figures in groups, Huang Taiji's hands were shaking, and the more he looked at them, the worse they were.

Although the Battle of Hunhe River was Dajin's nightmare, in this battle, due to the crazy counterattack of the Sichuan Army and the Qi Army, all the Jiannu banners were severely beaten, and it was also a miserable victory.

Only nearly 5,000 Jurchen soldiers died, and the Mongolian army's casualties were not brave enough to be counted.

But once, the five-day white-haired wind in late spring was as powerful as the three battles of Hunhe River. Fortunately among the misfortunes, the national habit of establishing slaves caused their casualties to be mainly concentrated on the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Not counting the Duoduo tribe of the Zhengbai Banner, the other seven banners combined, the Jurchen population lost was 20,000 less. This was no longer a serious injury to the vitality, but a broken bone. This time, Huang Taiji felt a word

: "The power of God is unpredictable."

He was even doubting something.

"Does Daikin really have a destiny?"

If there is destiny, then why did it come to him so suddenly?

This stick from God made Huang Taiji doubt his life.

He was teetering.

At this moment, Fan Wencheng stepped forward and supported the body of fat old Bahuang Taiji: "King Khan, you must hold still!"

"Hold on!"

Huang Taiji smiled bitterly: "Whose flesh won't be hurt if the needle doesn't prick it!"

"Fortunately, the disaster is over and the weather is getting warmer."

Daishan also felt that Huang Taiji was not feeling well, so he advised: "The ice and snow have melted, and the cattle and sheep can give birth. Let's go back in the autumn when the war horses have gained weight..."

Daishan didn't even dare to mention the name Liaonan again, for fear of arousing everyone's sadness, especially the red-eyed Dorgon. The two white flags captured six or seven thousand people in Liaonan, as well as a large number of war horses.

Armor and weapons.

Yue Tuo, however, did not have so many scruples and said directly: "I heard that Ning Haijun has stationed a lot of fields in southern Liaoning. Let them farm them. In autumn, they will all be ours!"

Huang Taiji was the hero after all. After a brief panic, he regained his composure. He looked at the ministers in the hall and said, "Master Bao!"

Bao Chengxian quickly knelt down and said, "I'm here!"

"My king gave you money, and you brought it into the customs to buy grain from the Han people. Now that they know that we have suffered a disaster, they will definitely open their mouths and want to kill me. I admit it."

No matter how much money they want, I will give it to them. I will ask for food, salt, cotton, and cloth. Let them prepare supplies. I will have plenty of money..."

In this sentence, Huang Taiji was not bragging.

Kong Youde only robbed several counties in Dengzhou Prefecture and obtained more than 3 million taels of silver. In the second year of Chongzhen, he established the slaves and broke through the pass, but directly looted ten of the three prefectures of Zunhua Prefecture, Yongping Prefecture, and Shuntian Prefecture.

Several prefectures and counties, Liangxiang, Gu'an, Sanhe and Xianghe were massacred.

This time alone, Jiannu plundered more than eight million taels of silver and hundreds of thousands of people.

The situation was grim, and Huang Taiji did not give Bao Chengxian much time. Five days later, Bao Chengxian entered the customs with 300,000 taels of silver, and the remaining 700,000 taels would be delivered to him through various channels.

Huang Taiji was also very generous, spending millions of taels of silver at once.

…

In the Forbidden City, Emperor Chongzhen was also worried.

Ning Haijun's Haizhou victory is real. There is no doubt about it. Thousands of pairs of eyes have tested it. It is more real than gold.

But the question is, how to reward merit.

If Cheng Shijie is not rewarded for his contribution, who will work for him in the future?

Because Emperor Wanli had no money, he saved the rewards for the soldiers who entered the dynasty and the pensions for the soldiers who died in battle, so the combat effectiveness of the Ming army plummeted.

Cheng Shijie saw this.

Emperor Chongzhen also saw it, as did all the civil and military ministers of the dynasty.

But the problem is that a clever woman cannot make a living without rice, and the court has no money.

When the court had money, it could give high rewards to silver and despise officials and titles. Now that the court has no money, it can only settle for second place and give high rewards to officials and titles but despise money.

He understands the truth, but the question is how to reward him generously?

If anything is not decided, the court will discuss it with all the ministers.

Emperor Chongzhen didn't do any ink, and went straight to the point: "Now, the Ministry of War has made it clear that Cheng Qing did not falsely claim military exploits in the Haizhou victory, nor did he kill good people for meritorious deeds. Merits should be rewarded. Everyone, please discuss, this merit should be rewarded."

How to reward?"

Zheng Yiwei, the chief minister of the cabinet, looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose looked at his heart, just like an old monk entering meditation.

Xu Guangqi, the second assistant to the cabinet, immediately said: "Your Majesty, Cheng Shijie is recommended by me. I should avoid suspicion..."
To be continued...