Zhangjiakou is still Zhangjiakou.

During his second expedition to Mongolia, Zhu Youxiao chose this place as his starting point. He had no choice but to do so. It was too close to Guihua City and had complete military facilities and grain depots, making it the best logistics base.

After visiting here again, Zhu Youxiao unexpectedly discovered that the entire Zhangjiakou seemed to have changed a lot, and there were many more large houses similar to factories.

"What is this for?" he asked, pointing to a factory-like building.

"Reporting to your majesty, this is a wool processing company." Wei Zhongxian, who was following him, replied. Nowadays, when it comes to external battlefields and wants to obtain information, Zhu Youxiao usually takes Dongchang with him. As for Jinyiwei, he has just committed suicide.

After checking, I am now watching the land reform in China.

In contrast, the Dongchang under the control of Wei Zhongxian is now very capable. The people recruited from all walks of life are very good at gathering information, and they can occasionally be tough assassins and go to the rear to assassinate generals and create chaos.

"Processing wool? Oh, then this is a factory under the Ministry of Commerce and Trade?" Zhu Youxiao asked curiously.

"No, Your Majesty, this is just for ordinary merchants. After they bought the wool from the grassland, they thought it was too far to transport it back, so they set up a factory here and processed it directly. After making it into wool or woolen cloth, they transported it back." Wei Zhongxian was a little confused.

Answered awkwardly.

"Haha, it belongs to other businessmen. In other words, the wool spinning technology developed by the institute has been leaked!" Zhu Youxiao said meaningfully.

"Haha!" Wei Zhongxian laughed dryly and did not answer. However, this attitude seemed to be acquiescence. Naturally, the technology was leaked. This was not steelmaking or winemaking. The emperor paid close attention to it and set up complete confidentiality.

System. Not long after the application of wool textile technology, people with connections obtained the formula and machinery, then registered a company and started production on the spot.

By the way, there seems to be a family in these factories that is owned by the father-in-law.

Judging from Wei Zhongxian's attitude, Zhu Youxiao guessed what was going on, but he was too lazy to pursue it. There were so many money-making businesses in the world that he couldn't get involved in every one of them. In addition to providing him with financial support, the inner government

In addition, the most important thing is that it is his hand that holds the lifeline industry.

"Let's go." Zhu Youxiao pulled the reins and walked past these factories without stopping.

The army did not stay in Zhangjiakou for long. They just rested for a night, then reorganized their troops and horses, and headed out. After defeating Lin Danhan once last year, Zhu Youxiao's army had all become mules and horses, whether it was cavalry or muskets.

Soldiers, or a small number of heavy infantry, all have horses.

Even those heavy infantry still had two horses, one carrying armor and weapons, and one riding. With horses, the mobility of the army was greatly enhanced. The densely packed horses passed through the Dajingmen checkpoint, and then quickly spread outside. The vastness.

Under the sky are endless mountains.

"This time, Lin Danhan must be captured." When he passed through the Great Realm Gate, Zhu Youxiao thought to himself. But when he was about to cross the gate, he suddenly looked back and looked around, "This time I will take all the soldiers and horses out.

I wonder if the landowners and gentry can still sit still under the approaching land reform, or if there will be others who will jump out."

Zhu Youxiao's land reform was not only a redistribution of land, but also a census. Not only did rural areas need to establish a household registration system, but it was also the same in cities, including various land deeds, the conversion of land properties, and the ownership of real estate and other materials.

Wait, it must be accurate to the person.

Anyone who no longer wants to be a slave can apply to move to the Northeast and obtain land. Of course, newly reclaimed land like Liaodong will naturally be allocated more land. After all, it is not mature farmland in the Central Plains.

Arriving on the grassland, the entire 200,000-strong army was divided into front and rear and left and right. After forming a simple square formation, they slowly rode forward with their goal at Guihua City.

The month at this time is February in the lunar calendar and March in the Western calendar. The temperature has always been very low in the grassland at this time. However, all the soldiers in Zhu Youxiao have cotton-padded jackets and woolen clothes beside them. Although the wind is blowing like a knife,

Although the complete equipment made them feel a little uncomfortable, there was not much chill. What's more, the wooden kettles each contained were not water, but soju.

After taking a sip of soju, it was hot and warm, and I couldn't feel any cold at all.

An army of 200,000 people was walking on the grassland, making a lot of noise. Gu Ranxiao's cavalry and hussars paid attention to covering the battlefield and blocking the transmission of information, but they still could not avoid the leakage of the news. Zhu Youxiao did not know whether Lin Danhan was at this moment.

I received news that my army was coming.

But it doesn't matter even if he is affected. Sending troops at this time of year is a sudden intrusion, and what matters is how well each party's logistics work is done.

As the army marched slowly, Zhu Youxiao was not idle, but followed the flow while exchanging various intelligence with Wei Zhongxian.

Lin Danhan settled in Guihua City and lacked all kinds of supplies. He sent troops to plunder, but was disturbed by Zhang Shize's harassment. He had no choice but to accept the business of various smugglers.

Since he settled here, there have been merchants exchanging with them, using cattle, sheep, horses and even wool in exchange for necessary tea, cloth, salt, iron pots, etc. However, you can think of it with your knees, these are called smuggling

Among the businessmen, there must be some Ming Dynasty insiders.

But for the sake of supplies, Lin Danhan could only turn a blind eye. At most, he should be more careful. Then, there are no Mongolians on the grassland who are not good at drinking. If you drink a bottle of palace wine, you will say anything.

Got it out.

This information was what Wei Zhongxian exchanged with the emperor at this time. "Since Lin Dan Khan came to Guihua City, his temper has been very bad. Especially after the army failed to attack Shaanxi, it became even worse, and people were dragged down almost every day.

The body of the maidservant. The whole Guihua City is not having a good time this year, no matter what it is..."

Wei Zhongxian rambled on, introducing information to the emperor about right-wing Mongolia at this time from aspects such as political factions, internal material storage, herdsmen's public sentiment, living conditions, etc.

"Haha, it seems that God is helping me. This war will not last as long as last year." After integrating the information and analyzing it in his mind, Zhu Youxiao was in a good mood.

"Your Majesty is extremely talented, and even God is willing to support you. This expedition will definitely be successful." Wei Zhongxian was patting the horse beside him. He originally wanted to smile and praise a few words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a gust of cold wind hit him.

Come, rush into his mouth, and let him drink it.

This is truly a northwest wind!

The way his brows were twisted and his face was tilted by ice made Zhu Youxiao laugh.

Guihua City.

Since the walls of the outer city are built with huge green bricks, Guihua City looks green from a distance, so in addition to its name of Sanniangzi City, Guihua City is also called Prairie Green City.

According to the "Guisui County Chronicle", Guihua City "is made of bricks on Tuesday, three feet high, with one north and south gate." From the overall shape, it is only the size of a small county town in the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, but it is placed on the grassland.

, this scale is rare.

Since the city was built, the Tumut tribe has gradually entered a settled life. This place is rich in water and grass, and nomads can feed many cattle and sheep without too much hard work. Around here, there are many yurts of various sizes, forming a

A prosperous place.

Guihua City is modeled on the shape of Dadu in the Yuan Dynasty. There is a glazed golden palace in the center of the city, which was the palace of Ada Khan. Of course, it is now the residence of Lin Dan Khan.

However, in the palace, there was no wealth and peace in the past, but a messy scene. Crystal glass bottles were tossed around, and the remaining wine emitted bursts of fragrance. Lin Danhan, the billionaire Lord of Mongolia, at this time

But he was lying on a soft couch inelegantly, with several naked young women next to him.

Obviously, Lin Danhan was drunk again. Ever since he was harassed by Zhang Shize and forced to return to the army, he has become like this. Somehow, he felt that a disaster was about to happen to him, but he didn't know anything about it.

There was no way, just like in history he was killed by Huang Taiji and fled thousands of miles, unable to resist.

Full of sorrow, he could only drink to drown his sorrows in order to escape. But fortunately, as the Great Khan of the Golden Family, he still had many loyal and reliable subordinates. Although he became the hands-off shopkeeper, the whole situation just now

The unified right-wing Mongolia still managed to survive.

"Sweat profusely, sweat profusely." When Lin Danhan was snoring heavily in his sleep, a muscular Mongolian man came in and shook him awake vigorously.

"Wine, I want more wine." Lin Danhan shouted as if he was still hungover.

"Khan, wake up, wake up, the Ming army is coming." The Mongolian man shouted loudly.

"What, the little emperor of the Ming Dynasty is here again?!" This shout directly frightened Lin Danhan's hangover away, making him jump up from the soft couch in shock.

"Yes, Khan, a total of 200,000 troops have set off from Zhangjiakou and are heading towards Qingcheng." The man's face was full of bitterness. When did Mongolia become a soft persimmon, anyone can pinch it.

The Jurchens, who had always been at odds with them before, often came here to fight against the autumn wind. Now the Ming people have also become more powerful, and they use their troops one after another, as if they want to kill them all.

"Quick, run, run, don't let them catch you." Lin Danhan shouted in panic, without any fighting spirit on his face.

Seeing this, the bitterness on the big man's face became even stronger, "Khan, Mingren hasn't come here yet, but my Wanqi discovered the enemy's whereabouts. They are still hundreds of miles away from here."

"Oh, it's not here yet!" Lin Danhan breathed a sigh of relief. "Then the army is preparing for war, the army is preparing for war."

The distance of several hundred miles restored his fighting spirit. He felt that the Ming people's 200,000 troops were nothing, and I still had 200,000 here.

"Yes, Khan." The general took the order and left. However, before leaving, he looked back at Lin Dan Khan, who was disheveled and with a slovenly beard. "The Golden Family is like this. Can Mongolia be saved?"

Such doubts lingered in his heart and could not go away. However, no matter what, he would fight the enemy when he came, and he would never be a Mongolian who ran away.

After firming up his thoughts, the general strode away.
Chapter completed!