Jinzhou, Nancheng Hou Mansion.

"Brother Hong, why are you worried? Look at your brows so tightly......" Qing'er asked with concern: "Is it because of last night...ah, Yue'er was the same, she always made a fuss at night, but she has always been like this. Brother Hong, you should be used to it?"

"Hey, Qing'er, you're overthinking. Brother, am I that kind of person? Even if that's the case, I won't bother with a little girl?" He picked up the teacup and Xie Hong smiled at the little girl, but his eyebrows still didn't open.

"Yue'er knows, Yue'er knows!" The little girl came out from somewhere and said proudly: "Mr. Wang is gone. Brother Hong misses him. Grandma said that lovesickness is a disease and needs to be cured..."

"Puff!" Xie Hong sprayed the tea all over the ground, but he didn't continue to spit out blood. My brother discovered that Yue'er and his second brother were indeed very good. Of course, the comparison was unreliable...

"Brother Bo'an is a good thing to go to the capital. I'm too happy to arrange the right candidates in the right position. I'm not too happy. What should I think about? Besides, even if men miss each other, that's called "kindness and loyalty, and they have nothing to do with lovesickness."

China has never lacked bureaucratic talents. Is it more appropriate to be a chore of a thousand troops in the throne of horses and troops personally? Therefore, it is obviously more suitable for Mr. Yangming to do a good job in education than to be a government official or a famous general.

Wang Shouren was originally knowledgeable and open-minded. After being influenced by himself, he learned a lot from a hundred schools of thought. Being with Tang Bohu was a perfect match. What do you think about?

Xie Hong's defense had some effect. Both girls nodded, then tilted their heads and asked again: "Then, Brother Hong, why are you worried?"

"Actually, it has something to do with Brother Bo'an..." Xie Hong sighed. "Before he left, he said he wanted to give me a word... I agreed as soon as I was happy, but the result was......"

If someone gives someone a font to others these days, it means that the relationship between the two has been good enough. The font often contains the meaning of high expectations, and it is of course very happy that it can be recognized by Wang Shouren to a certain extent.

But...that word...ah...ah, the meaning is pretty good, the meaning is good, and it is easy to call it, but Mao always thinks it is a bit strange? Stick to the original intention and persevere, so.........conserve it?

Xie Hong sighed again. It seems that Brother is indeed a person who is destined to lead the industrial revolution. The words are all related to science... Energy conservation, Brother is also conserving. Well, no one calls him here in Liaodong anyway, so let him go.

"Brother Conservation... It's so confusing." Yue'er clapped her hands and smiled.

"Well, it doesn't sound good as Brother Hong's original name." The girl nodded in agreement.

While laughing, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Then the curtain was raised, and Jiang Bin walked in. Seeing the two girls, he did not avoid it. After nodding, he said anxiously: "The urgent report from General Mao Shen of Gaizhou... Thank you brothers... The messenger of the Duoyan tribe has passed Gaizhou. Look at the time... he should have almost entered the territory of Jinzhou."

"Oh? Is it coming soon?" Xie Hong raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"I said to Brother Xie, what are you looking for those Tartars to do?" Jiang Bin was a little confused about Xie Hong's summoning Duo Yan's three guards to come to Jinzhou. He had never found a chance to ask. Now seeing Xie Hong's relaxed and freehand look, he thought about it and asked out his doubts...

Xie Hong put down the teacup, smiled slightly, and said, "The main purpose is to eliminate their threats. The Duoyan tribe has suffered a disaster this year, but there is a great harvest in Liao Town. It is difficult to guarantee that they will not take risks."

"It's not the little prince's elite soldiers, but just the three guards of Duoyan. If you have anything to be afraid of, just let them come."

Jiang Bin shook his head and was a little dissatisfied: "This year, the soldiers and horses in Liao Town are as you said, ignoring farm work. They practice every three days, and the food and salary are enough. Now those kids are more energetic than the other, and they are worried that no one will start the operation. It would be fine if the Tartars don't come. If they really dare to come, we will fight back. Like the people of Jianzhou, we will also give them a pot of fighting."

"It's different." Xie Hong shook his head, took out a map from under the desk, spread it out, and pointed and said: "The settlements of the Jurchens in Jianzhou are relatively concentrated, all in the Yalu River area, but the area occupied by the Duoyan tribe is much larger. From the southernmost Daning, to the north to the nèn River and Songhuā River, to the west to the Hulun Lake area, they are all their nomadic areas."

Xie Hongluo frowned and said, "If you start a full-scale war with them, even if reinforcements are transferred from Jizhen, you may not be able to solve them in one go..."

This is of course. If it weren't for the problem of solving it, Lan Yu was not a good man and a woman during the Hongwu period, so she would definitely not have made any decision. With the usual style of the Ming Dynasty, she would be able to recruit the Tartars, which proves that the price they had to pay for completely solving it is much greater than that of recruiting them.

Think about it, the nomadic areas of the three guards of Duoyan covered the Ji and Hei provinces in later generations, as well as the ancient and even some Russian territory. After winning the front battlefield, it took to capture Mizha with nomadic people in such a large place, which was something Xie Hong didn't want to bear.

What's more, if the Tartars of the Three Guards of Duoyan were beaten too hard, it would be hard to guarantee that they would not surrender to the Tatar tribe. If the main force of the little prince was brought over, it would be a real headache.

"Next year, the military farming scope in Liao Town will be further expanded, and the land in Jianzhou is also very fertile. It is about to be included in it. If the war with the three guards of Duoyan will be troublesome."

"That's true." Jiang Bin nodded.

He is not a reckless person. He also knows that the most powerful thing about the Tartars is that they run fast. It is useless to fight against them just a few times. If they can't beat them, they will run away. It is troublesome to come back and disturb them.

Although most of the border troops in Liao Town were out of stock under Xie Hong's order, even if those in western Liao and northern Liao were added, the total number was only 20,000. It seemed that many were arranged on the border wall of Liao Town, it was really not enough, and even if it was only stationed at the key pass, it would be quite insufficient.

With Xie Hong's authority, although troops could be transferred from Ji Town, it could only solve the temporary urgent problem, but not for a long time. After all, Ji Town guarded the north of the capital, and guarded against the main force of the Tatar tribe, which was much more important than Liao Town.

The most important thing is that the focus of the three towns is now on construction and farming, rather than the fact that once the war continues, major events will be delayed.

"But the Tartars are the most untrustworthy and have always been capricious. Even if you reach an agreement with them, if something happens in the future, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not turn around and bite people."

"So we want to perform a play to show them that they start to scare them first, and then it will be easy to talk about it. We should use both kindness and power. It is best to deal with these uncivilized barbarians, hehe." Xie Hong smiled and said mysteriously: "Brother Jiang, come here, when they come, you just need..."

"Yeah, ah?" Jiang Bin nodded while listening, and his mouth was still rumbling. At the end, his eyes flashed, and then he patted Datui and laughed: "Good solution, that's it."

"Dad, look, what is the horse pulling? After running it once, it's all over the crops!"

"Dad, look, there are more harvests in southern Liaoning than in Liaoyang, it's simply…………………………”

"Dad, you..."

When I was a little dizzy, I was quarreled by my daughter on the one hand, and I was shocked by the experiences along the way.

Wang Shouren was surprised by the comprehensive harvester that Xie Hong made, let alone the barbarians like them. Duoyan Sanwei also had farming, and he knew a little about the work in the fields, so he was even more shocked.

"Yu'er, stop quarrel, let dad be quiet for a while." Hassan's face was much worse than when he was in Liaoyang. He stopped his sister. He looked around and whispered: "Dad, the soldiers in Liaozhen are not right. Look, they are not going to the fields now, and they are training almost every two or three days. Not only Guangning and Liaoyang, but also in Liaonan, this......"

"It's wrong. Not only does it practice frequently, you don't have to go to the field, Hassan, have you noticed that their equipment is also different......" Huā was very heavy in front of him. Of course, he knew very well why the elite soldiers of Boyan Mengke's king tent were at the grassland? In addition to his own strength, the bigger reason is that they are well-equipped.

Needless to mention the weapons, the arrows of the elite soldiers of the king's tent are all iron arrows, which are much larger than the bone arrows popular with the three wolves of Duoyan. Melee weapons are mainly swords and axes. Even maces have iron nails on them. In comparison, the three wolves of Duoyan are much worse.

And weapons are not the most important. What's more serious is that most of the elite soldiers in the king's tent have armor, and all of them are wearing leather armor. There are tens of thousands of heavy cavalrymen in cotton armor. I heard that there are still thousands of pairs of iron armor, but I don't know where they got them. Whenever I think of it, I'm so envious that my eyes turn red.

In other words, the Tatars never put their main force in the east, otherwise, against the elite soldiers of the king's tent, the Duoyan army would have no chance of winning. This is why they have always maintained their respect for the Ming Dynasty, at least on the surface, because there are great enemies in the west that they cannot resist.

The Ming army's equipment will be stronger than the three guards of Duoyan, but it is limited, and there are very few trainings, especially the children of military households. They are just a group of farmers. Who would equip a group of farmers with sharp soldiers?

This was the case in the past, but now, with the arrival of the plague god, the Liao Town is obviously different. Guangning is still a little short. After arriving in Liaoyang, not only the generals were wearing iron armor, but many soldiers were wearing iron pieces!

Moreover, the situation became more and more exaggerated as we walked south. When we entered the Jinzhou territory, the sergeants patrolling the sergeants were covered with shiny iron scales, and those wearing leather armor were embarrassed to go out.........

As he looked over, his eyes were almost shook. He was so dizzy. Did the imperial guards of the Ming Dynasty come to Liao Town?

"Yes, where did they get so many iron armors? Dad, otherwise, let's make peace with the Tatar tribe? Boyan Meng is a hero after all. If Yu'er is asked to... maybe......" Hassan glanced at his sister with a look of earth, and said silly.

Seeing the state of the Ming army, he lost the heroic spirit he had when he first arrived. He beat ten of them one by one. His confidence came from the military household soldiers he had seen before, but if he met the ones he saw now, he would probably have to adjust them all.

The iron-armored arrow must be impossible to shoot through, and the knife may not be able to cut open. It is more reasonable to smash it with a mace or a spear, but it is not a wooden stake! Thinking of the rapid and powerful movements of the Ming army during the training, Hassan's heart was cool. What his father Khan said was right. This is not an enemy that Duoyan's three guards could handle.

"I don't want to go to the Tatar tribe. If a man cannot win a war, he has to rely on the woman's body. That is what the weak Han people do..." Yu'er shook the whip, threw down a sentence hatefully, and ran away.

"Dad, you said..."

"Look, let's talk about it." Huā waved his hand and said without any doubt: "When I saw that marquis, I see what he said, then I will decide not to stop...
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