Entering the pass from Liaodong, the world seemed to have changed into the world. The pungent smell of smoke and deafening sound of cannons all disappeared.

On the wide and tidy road, there are many pedestrians coming and going, green mountains, green water, blue sky and white clouds, and a peaceful and peaceful scene.

In May, the weather inside the pass was already a little hot. Hou Xuanyan's ceremonial guard passed by Jifu and had to go back to Jiangnan from Daming Mansion by the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal. In fact, the road to the sea was faster, but Hou Xuanyan still chose the river channel. First, he could see the style of various places and understand the degree and effect of his own government orders below. Second, the vast sea always gives people an unsafe feeling, "Zhuge was cautious in his life." Hou Xuanyan, who was safe at the first place, rarely walked on the sea unless he had to.

When we arrived at the boundary of Xuzhou, Wu Sangui dug the Yellow River and flooded many villages and towns along the way, and even many big cities were buried under the yellow sand.

The power of the Yellow River is hard for ordinary people to imagine. It is no longer a disaster, but a disaster.

A horse with a black body with a slender white mane stepped on the dry ground, and the scene was full of yellow sand.

The guards behind him followed closely, Qin He grabbed the reins of the horse and panted and said, "Prince, you can get on the boat and walk at night today, or you may stay in Xuzhou for less than one day."

Hou Xuanyan looked down at the surroundings. It was full of this kind of land. Cracks told the story of a spring that had just passed by a rain-deficient spring. Spring rain was as expensive as oil. It was now May and had just passed by the grass seeds. However, there were few farmer farmers in Xuzhou's fields.

Hou Xuanyan nodded lightly, without answering, but rode his horse to a shade in front of a tree. Here an old man was resting, with a dark torn straw hat covering his face, wearing only a short shirt with two thin arms exposed, and was sleeping sweetly.

"Boss"

After all, I can't sleep until I'm afraid of sleeping. When Hou Xuan was screaming, the old man took off his straw hat and saw himself surrounded by a group of soldiers riding tall horses.

"My gentlemen, are you asking for directions?" the old man hurriedly got up and asked with a smile. Recently, those who served in the army have passed by here many times, and the relationship between the military and civilians has also been eased due to the strict military discipline of the Northern Expedition Army. Although the old man was a little nervous, he could see that he was not afraid.

He looked at this group of people carefully. The military uniforms of these people were really beautiful, better looking and majestic than the official uniforms of the magistrate.

Hou Xuanyan asked with a laugh, "I see that there are a lot of fields here, but no one is farming. Only my father-in-law guards here. Where are the laborers in our village?"

"Mr. Jun Ye doesn't know that these fields are mud and sand in the river. They were traitor Wu Sangui, who was traitor, and they would not grow crops on the ground. They had to wait until the next year, and the grass and trees they had to be suppressed will become nutrients, so the land will be considered to be alive. The Master Qingtian in our county is afraid that everyone will have no food to eat, so he took his fellow villagers to transport grain to Liaodong." The old man bared his teeth and could see that he was in a good mood.

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Of course, Hou Xuanyan knew why he looked in a good mood, because he had money to transport grain to the Liao army and horses. And it seemed that the people in this county made a lot of money, otherwise the old man would not be able to hold back his smile when talking about this matter. It was a joy from the bottom of his heart. Hou Xuanyan watched it very seriously.

Hou Xuanyan's original intention was to mobilize the enthusiasm of grain merchants, mobilize the whole nation to conquer Liao, and ensure sufficient supplies. Moreover, business is the easiest to connect a country. On the way to transport grain, merchants will invisibly bring opportunities to the residents on the road to make a living.

Unexpectedly, the county magistrate saw that the land in his county did not grow grain, and suddenly had a whim and took the people under his command to transport grain to get rich.

"Do you want the prefect of Xuzhou to come to see you?" Qin He asked carefully. This magistrate was considered to be unemployed. He was not obeying the golden rules of urging farming and sericulture, and led people to do business.

Although Hou Xuanyan developed business extensively and encouraged the enlightened gentry to buy factories, the ranking of scholars, farmers, industrial and commercial enterprises was still very popular in the Ming Dynasty. This was a subtle process, and some things were destined to be impossible to change at once.

Hou Xuanyan waved his hand and asked, "Why should I alarm the magistrate? This county magistrate is doing a good job. People just need to learn to adapt. These grains on the ground are not harvested, and he still has to live by guarding the mud and sand. Remember the name of this county. After I go back, I will praise the county magistrate here."

Everyone rode on their horses and continued to rush to the port by the river. Except for Hou Xuanyan's own soldiers, there were no local officials accompanying him.

Along the way, Hou Xuanyan had already issued an order, and local officials were not allowed to come and see him off, and at most they would arrange a residence. Therefore, none of the officials in Xuzhou Prefecture came to pay homage to the prince, but instead met many old guards.

Shang Kexi had been transported to Jinling from the sea, and Hou Xuanyan did not even see him. This dog traitor was a hard-core slave of the Qing Dynasty and was loyal. Later generations actually allowed him to live to his seventies, and he had a lot of descendants, and he had a lot of descendants, scattered and praised him.

When we arrived at the riverside port, a large ship had been waiting here. Hou Xuanyan and others arrived, and everyone was watching.

With such a big show, I don’t know which powerful man was going on a trip. The people pointed at it, and Hou Xuanyan fell asleep when he fell into the cabin.

The days of traveling on the water are very boring, especially this time, after several days of bumpy rides, I finally arrived at Longtan Port.

It was already late May in Jinling, and the busy scene by the river was different from the north. Hou Xuanyan, who returned to Jinling, stepped onto the port and rode the prince's carriage to return to Jinling City, which had been away for half a year.

Although this time, it was not like before, it was a great victory, but it finally broke Shanhaiguan and recovered Ningyuan, which was considered a victory and returned.

Chen Mingyu and the officials were waiting in the palace outside the palace. Hou Xuan evolved into the palace and first went to meet with all the officials.

Hou Xuanyan walked into the lobby, and all the officials looked at each other, and Hou Xuanyan calmly walked to the throne.

"Long time no see you guys."

All the officials paused their heads and said in unison, "Prince."

After so long since he left the court, he saw the prince again. Everyone realized that it was like he had not left in the past six months. Hou Xuanyan's government orders were still implemented step by step. The convenience of transportation and the rectification of roads made the Ming Empire more connected.

"I returned from Liaodong, and the people's livelihood along the way is comfortable and the sea is peaceful and the rivers are clear. These are all the credits of everyone here." Hou Xuanyan said sincerely.

Ma Shiying made a list and said, "What did the prince say? The officials just did their duty. On the contrary, the prince broke Shanhaiguan and captured Shang Kexi alive. He made a great contribution to the world. He is really the pillar of the country. The Ming Dynasty must not be without a regent for a day."

After his words were passionate and there was no sign of falsehood from Face Mountain. Hou Xuanyan took a breath. This guy is really a talented person.

As the saying goes, being flattered is a good time, being photographed every day, Hou Xuan raised his eyebrows and felt good, saying, "Mr. Ma, don't be too humble. You are indeed doing well in the rear. In May this year, all officials who passed the assessment will increase their salary by one month."

All officials happily thanked him. The current officials are different from the early Ming Dynasty. Now the salaries of officials are very high, in order to support the integrity with high salaries. Strict punishments and high salaries have made corruption and dereliction of duty a matter of great risk and not high benefits, and the official atmosphere has been cleared.

Hou Xuanyan greeted the officials again, and knew that the sun was rising, so he sent out the officials who were reluctant to leave.

After seeing off the officials of Wu Yangyang, only three Grand Secretary and four of Hou Xuanyan were left to sit in the inner room, looking at a huge map.

In the empty lobby interior, the four people looked solemn. News came from Mobei that Xia Wanchun had already started the northern expedition. They knew too little about the information of the Rakshasa Kingdom. Everyone was a little confused about this battle because the opponent was an existence that you didn't know his strength.

Hou Xuanyan pointed to the northernmost and southernmost sides and said, "Now we have started a war with the Rakshasa Kingdom in Mobei. There are decisive battles on the grasslands. No one knows when the main forces of both sides will meet. Most of the soldiers in Mobei are recruited by local herders, and there are also Han people on the border who crossed the Great Wall to make a living. These people have grown up on the grassland or border since childhood and are still very capable of fighting. The only thing that is that the front line is dragged too long and the supply cannot keep up with the advancement of the army."

Hou Xuanyan is also unfamiliar with Mobei. He has never been there, but he always hears people mentioning the harsh environment there. I remember that Tsarist Russia was expanding madly at this time. It seems that there was a ruthless person like a queen shortly after that, and he can't remember the details.

The battle with the Rakshasa Kingdom, which is the Tsarist Russia, was actually a ground confrontation with the continent. Hou Xuanyan also wanted to know whether the Ming Dynasty he controlled was at its level now. At this time, the white-skinned man could withstand the empire that began to take off under the guidance of his little butterfly.

Zhang Huangyan pondered for a moment and said, "The prince said it very reasonably before the troops were moved. However, the grassland was different from the Central Plains. There was no city protection, no garrison, and no garrison. In this way, it was very dangerous to transport grain. Whether the Mongolian tribes surrendered, the Junggar in the west of the desert was also ambitious, and Jingbei did not have the peace as imagined. How to transport the baggage to the front line and cooperate with the Xia Wanchun expedition is indeed a headache."

Hou Xuanyan really wanted them to learn from Huo Qubing and fight while robbing, but this was unrealistic.

Huo Qubing led very few troops, and broke into the enemy's rear and fought in a row. However, Xia Wanchun led hundreds of thousands of troops, so who would he rob? The robbery may not be enough.

Ma Shiying suddenly spoke and said, "It would be great if there was a canal transportation road just like the Grand Canal."

Hou Xuanyan was amused and cried, and cursed, "Mobei is full of grasslands and Gobi. You think it's our Jiangnan and the canal transport. If you can dig a river, I will entrust you to become the Admiral of the Mobei Navy."

Zhang Huangyan and Chen Mingyu laughed together. If they were named an admiral of the Mobei Navy, they would probably be very leisurely all their lives.

Ma Shiying's face turned red and explained, "What the officials mean is that we can open a road. It is specially used for transportation. If it is difficult to pave the road on the grassland, we will lay fixed tracks, let the horse pull the cart forward, and set up post stations along the way to replace the horses. In this way, we can transport it day and night, and there are fixed tracks, so we don't worry about walking too much and delaying the military aircraft."

Hou Xuan's eyebrows moved, which was an idea, which was equivalent to a train pulled by a horse.

With such things, a demand for power will gradually develop, and people will increasingly dislike the lack of horsepower, and it is estimated that it is not far from the emergence of steam trains.

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "Your idea is good. Let the Ministry of Works start immediately and mobilize all the staff of the Jiangxue Academy to plan this matter. But there are reformers, and there are many rewards."

War is a magical thing, and it can always give birth to many wonderful and amazing emerging things. People can often realize their full potential when fighting each other.

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After Wuliang Mansion and Lin Wei and Xia Wanchun gathered their troops, they finally embarked on the road of the northern expedition.

Sixty thousand iron cavalry opened the way, followed by 150,000 infantrymen. This was the first time that Jingbei launched a war against a great power. All forces on the grassland were staring at the desolate place in Mobei.

There is no doubt that this battle will influence the entire grassland and even wider areas of influence, and will more likely lead to a new round of overlords on the grassland.

There are battlefields everywhere in the north of Mobei, and riding a horse in such a vast world can easily lead to a sense of heroism.

Tubazov did not let Xia Wanchun wait too long. Soon they met less than a hundred miles ahead of Lin. The Jingbei army was ambushed by Tubazov. Countless Cossack cavalry rushed from all directions, and the scene was like a flood.

Xia Wanchun is no longer the Jiangzuo boy he used to be. At this time, he had been through many battles and stood in the observation car to command, but no matter how he looked, he had a strong shadow of Hou Xuanyan. After all, he had watched Hou Xuanyan command wars with his own eyes.

Tubazov thought he was going to sell his plans, but he never expected that these soldiers from the distant southern empire would form a strange formation.

The chariot formation, also called the chariot formation, is a formation designed by Qi Jiguang for the nomadic peoples and specially dealt with cavalry.

Infantry formed a phalanx of combat vehicles. The cavalry and infantry both used tall chariots as cover and first attacked the enemy with muskets. When the enemy approached, the infantry used a horse-resisting weapon to assassinate the enemy with a spear in his hand. After the enemy retreated, the cavalry in the formation attacked in full to expand the results.

With this formation, Qi Jiguang fought against the Tatar cavalry at the border without any strength to fight back. During the more than ten years that Qi Jiguang guarded Jimen, Jimen was always impregnable, becoming a tomb for the death of Northern Barbarian cavalry and an insurmountable barrier.

The people of Rakshasa have never seen such mysterious and mysterious things as formations. When they hear the formations, they will probably think they are for fortune telling.

After the musket was shot, the Cossack cavalry, who were lucky enough to dodge the musket and held a spear, immediately encountered a second barrier. Their slender spears stabbed on the chariot, and except for a harsh sound, they had no effect. However, behind the chariot, spears kept stabbing out, and those timid cowards, the musketmen who were hiding behind the chariot array, all caused heavy losses to the Cossack cavalry.

Tubazov saw his prey showing his power, surrounded and kept reaping his lives. The key was that he could not see any hope of winning.

"Retreat troops, withdraw first, don't go up and die!"

Amid the ferocious roar, the Rakshasa people began to withdraw their troops, and the knights that surged out from behind the battle formation began to harvest the enemy's heads.

In May of the third year of Jingyou, the Marquis of Xiangxi fought against Rakshasa in the north and won the first battle. He cut off the killing Rakshasa soldiers and hung them on the spear and inserted them on the battlefield, shocking the troops who were watching in Mobei.
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