Although it was freezing cold outside the camp, the burning firewood inside the barracks was as warm as spring. Xu Wuniu and the scouts from the same team were shirtless and drinking.
What Xu Wuniu and the others drank this time was not Mingjiu.
It is distilled liquor and mixed grains.
This miscellaneous grain roast is the predecessor of Wuliangye.
"Come on!" Xu Wuniu shouted while raising his glass.
After several years of military career, the neat, dull and honest farm boy had long since disappeared, replaced by a perseverant, generous and generous veteran.
"Done!" More than a dozen scouts raised their glasses, obviously very convinced of Xu Wuniu.
Li Yucheng, who was holding a wine can next to him, quickly filled the wine glasses for Xu Wuniu and others.
It took a lot of effort for Li Yucheng to sneak into this scout team. Although he was only responsible for the duties of the scout team, it was not easy for a Korean junior officer.
After a few glasses of soju, the conversation turned to the Northern Expedition.
"The Northern Expedition is finally here. This time we can kill them all."
"Who says otherwise? The number of slaves this time is not thousands, tens of thousands, but hundreds of thousands!"
"It's a pity that the new staff department established by the Holy Spirit has changed the rules and no longer rewards based on head. Otherwise, one hundred thousand real slave heads would be worth five million yuan, and three hundred thousand heads would be worth fifteen million yuan!
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"Oh my God, fifteen million? I've never seen so much money in my life."
"I think the reform of the staff department is quite good. Otherwise, if you cut off a few heads and tie them around your waist, it would be a hindrance to running. Moreover, as now, merit levels are assessed based on merit and bonuses are given. After retiring and returning home, there will be more
It is much better to give the position of district chief or even township chief according to the level of merit rather than just giving money."
"Stop saying anything. My rifle is thirsty."
"I don't know when to start the Northern Expedition? I can't wait."
Seeing Xu Wuniu and the dozen or so scouts gearing up, Li Yucheng's blood was boiling in his chest.
"By the way, after the victory of the Northern Expedition, the Beizhi Zhentai will be established." Xu Wuniu said, "The soldiers will be selected first from the new troops who have made meritorious service in the Northern Expedition, so everyone has to work hard."
"Beizhi Zhentai?" The eyes of more than a dozen scouts suddenly lit up.
Today's Ming Dynasty has successively established the Henan Tai Zhen, the Huguang Tai Zhen, the Yunnan Tai Zhen, the Sichuan Tai Zhen and the Nanzhi Tai Zhen, as well as the North Korean Tai Zhen, and has also sent 20,000 troops there.
Everyone knows the benefits of suppressing soldiers.
In addition to the 25 acres of land rewarded per ding, there is no need to pay grain.
Immediately, a scout asked Xu Wuniu: "Commander, how many soldiers are there in Beizhi Zhentai?"
"This is not clear yet." Xu Wuniu shook his head and continued, "But according to previous practice, there must be 150,000 people, and 250,000 is also possible."
"Then what are we worried about?" The scout who just asked the question laughed and said, "Whether it's 150,000 or 250,000, we can definitely choose it with our skills, right?"
Hearing this, other scouts also agreed.
Xu Wuniu smiled and suddenly said: "There is no problem with suppressing the soldiers, but where is the Imperial College?"
"Guozijian?" More than a dozen scouts asked in confusion, "Isn't the Imperial Academy a disciple of the emperor? What does it have to do with us Qiu Ba?"
Xu Wuniu said with a smile: "I heard it from people, and I heard it too, but it may not be accurate. I heard that veterans who performed outstandingly in the Northern Expedition have the opportunity to enter the Imperial College without taking the exam."
"Can I enter the Imperial College without taking the exam?" More than a dozen scouts were excited.
"Yes, you can enter the Imperial College without taking the exam." Xu Wuniu emphasized again, "After graduating from the three-year period, you can still return to serve in the New Army, and your position will be the starting position of the general."
The barracks suddenly became quiet, and the dozen or so scouts stopped talking.
But from their expressions, you can guess their inner thoughts.
You must not miss such a good opportunity. I must enter the Imperial Academy!
Even the North Korean Li Yucheng had a fantasy and couldn't help but asked: "Chief, if our North Korean army has made meritorious service, will there be a chance to study in the Imperial College?"
"Are you the Korean army?" Xu Wuniu patted Li Yucheng on the shoulder and said casually, "Do your best and Ming Dynasty will definitely not treat you badly. Maybe you really have a chance to be selected."
Li Yucheng was overjoyed when he heard this and wished he could start the Northern Expedition tomorrow.
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In Xuzhou, a certain village fortress.
It was a rare sunny day, and Yang Ponu was lying in the yard basking in the sun, humming an unknown tune and glancing at his wife's bulging belly.
This is Widow Wang’s third child in four years.
Yang Ponu thought happily to himself, it seems that marrying the Widow Wang as his wife is really the right thing to do. People say that big butts will give birth to sons. This little bitch has already given birth to two sons in a row. The third child must also be a son, hehe.
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Wang Laoshi came over to visit, and when he saw Yang Ponu's face, he really wanted to punch him in the face.
Wang Laoshi's daughter-in-law also gave birth to two children, but they were both daughters, which made Wang Laoshi angry.
"Hey, my father-in-law is here? Sit down, come and sit down." Yang Ponu grinned from ear to ear.
When he heard this, he even wanted to beat Yang Pu Nu, who fucks climb your family? Beautiful you.
However, Wang Laoshi still pinched his nose and sat next to Yang Ponu, and said with a dark face: "Old Yang, have you heard? The Northern Expedition is about to begin, and we must not miss it this time."
"What?" Yang Ponu joked, "Aren't you satisfied with your peaceful life now?"
To be honest, the life of Henan Zhenbing is really good now. There is no shortage of food and clothing, and there is a warm bed for his wife and children. If they could go back three to five years, they would never dare to think that they would be able to live like this.
Life, mother, this is a good life that only rich families can live, when will it be their turn?
"What a waste of contentment." Wang Laoshi said angrily, "That prodigal woman did everything without any control. I'm so angry. I have to earn more money and then take in a house of concubines. I won't have to give birth to him."
A son."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You are so small, but you still want to take a concubine? Can you handle it?"
"You don't have to worry about this. Anyway, you have to mention it to Dubudang."
Wang said honestly and disappointedly: "We have not fought in Taiwan for a long time."
"Look what you said." Yang Ponu said angrily, "Can Dubudang listen to me?"
Wang Laoshi snorted: "At least Du Butang recognizes you, and I wouldn't even be able to see him."
"I don't have time." Yang Ponu refused directly. Well, he had actually approached Du Yinxi a long time ago, but Du Yinxi turned him away with just one sentence: The Holy One has his own laws when it comes to using troops.
Yang Ponu dared not disrespect anyone, but he only dared not disrespect the Holy One.
Since the Holy One has made a will, there is no need to say anything.
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In short, the morale of the Ming army is high. Whether it is the new army officers or the soldiers in the towns, they are basically eager to fight, because starting a war means that they have the opportunity to gain military exploits and receive rewards.
However, the situation on the Qing army's side was a little less optimistic.
Dragging his sick body, Dorgon was inspecting the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp in the wind and snow.
The Eight Banners aristocrats were stuck in the old ways, and the Eight Banners Manchurians were arrogant. They were still immersed in the glory of the riding and archery era and couldn't extricate themselves, but Dorgon's mind was clear.
Dorgon knew better than anyone that in the upcoming war, the Eight Banners Han Army Green Camp would be the mainstay, while the Eight Banners Mongolia, Lian Yong and the Eight Banners Manchuria would only be auxiliaries.
Because the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp were the most proficient in using firearms.
The nobles of the Eight Banners were full of complaints and the Manchurian troops of the Eight Banners were unsettled, but Dorgon was not afraid.
But if there is a problem with the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp, Dorgon will really be in trouble.
Therefore, even though it was freezing cold and even though he knew that his condition might worsen, Dorgon still insisted on reviewing the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp at Fengtai Camp.
Dorgon wanted to take this opportunity to win over the morale of the army.
What can we do to win over the morale of the military? Nothing else but fame and fortune.
After enduring the physical discomfort and inspecting the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp, Dorgon began to lavish rewards.
Each of the 120,000 Eight Banner Han troops and 40,000 Green Camp troops were rewarded with 5 taels of silver, 5 bolts of cloth, and 50 acres of farmland, and no taxes were paid on these 50 acres of farmland.
I have to say that this reward is indeed not light.
This can be seen from the reaction of the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp Soldiers.
After the reward, the 120,000 Eight-Banner Han Army and 40,000 Green Camp soldiers suddenly shouted "Long Live the Mountain", and the sound soared into the sky.
Looking at the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp with intense eyes and a rainbow of momentum, Dorgon finally showed a smile on his face. Only then would the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp have a chance to compete with the Ming Army.
However, it is not enough to have soldiers without generals, you must have generals to command the troops.
Hong Chengchou was the most ideal candidate to lead the Qing army, but Hong Chengchou would not be able to do it alone. He would have to have several generals who were both prestigious and loyal to the Qing Dynasty.
Wu Sangui and Jiang Xiang are capable, but obviously not loyal enough.
Generals such as Wang Fuchen, Xia Longshan, and Wu Guogui were too inexperienced and their loyalty was questionable.
Dorgon thought about it and thought that it would be more appropriate for the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp to be in the hands of King Sanshun. That is to say, when there is no war, King Sanshun will be in charge of them, and when there is war, they will be given the command of Hong Chengchou.
Then send Hou Fangyu to supervise the army, and there will basically be no problem with this arrangement.
At that moment, Dorgon said again: "Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming still has Shang Kexi to receive the title."
Kong Youde and Monk Geng Zhongming were stunned for a moment, then quickly came to their knees and knelt down.
After a pause, Dorgon continued: "I now decree that Kong Youde is the king of Pingnan, and Geng Zhongming is the king of Jingnan. He is in charge of the eight banners of the Han army and the left and right battalions. Shang Kexi is the king of Dingnan, and he is in charge of the green camp.
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Hearing this, the Manchu, Han and Mongolian generals in the camp were in an uproar and couldn't believe it.
Because Dorgon's appointment has broken the ancestral system of establishing slaves and not allowing Han officials to command the army alone.
For example, when Hong Chengchou led the troops in Liaodong, he also used Manchu generals such as Gong Adai and Mang Tu.
But now, Dorgon directly handed over 120,000 Eight Banner Han troops and 40,000 Green Battalion to Kong Youde and the others.
[Some readers are impatient, but what needs to be paved must be paved. After all, this is a contest between two countries, a battle for systems in politics, economy, military and other aspects]