Zhu Ying never stopped attacking Shanxi merchants, even if it would be more troublesome.

But you can't just stop doing it just because it's troublesome, right?

To this end, Zhu Ying set up a special inspection team, which was mainly composed of Jin Yiwei, members of the Public Security Department, and some people with excellent administrative abilities.

The number of people is about a thousand, and they work in teams of two and are scattered around to investigate.

The core of the joint is about the main families behind Shanxi merchants.

Among the eight Shanxi merchants, Zhu Ying actually knew these eight surnames.

But at this time in the early Ming Dynasty, there was a big difference from the Eight Families at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, surnames are not unique. In my impression, some of the eight great families in the late Ming Dynasty seem to have only emerged in the middle period.

The clans with these surnames are not from the same place.

For example, someone with the surname Cao, how to arrest him?

Arrest all the people with the surname Cao in the entire Shanxi area?

Naturally it is impossible.

The internal affairs of Ming Dynasty are constantly brewing under the management of Zhu Ying.

Perhaps it won't be long before there will be a spurt of rapid development.

And in the Japanese country,

Whether it is Goryeo or the garrison on Jeju Island, they have begun to wait for the opportunity.

Busan,

All the ships were launched into the sea at this moment, carrying 120,000 troops.

The largest pavilion ship.

Yao Guangxiao is standing on it.

The view from the pavilion was very good. Seeing that all the troops had boarded the ship, Yao Guangxiao waved his hand, and the sergeant behind him immediately waved the flag.

Winter winter winter!

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The drum beat also started to sound.

The army sets off.

Hundreds of large ships surged towards Tsushima Island.

The Korean officials on the shore looked at the departing ships and became increasingly worried.

This time, Goryeo fought with all its strength.

All the sea-going ships are all here, accumulated over decades.

If this battle were to collapse, the coast of Goryeo would be useless and would be allowed to be invaded by the Japanese without the ability to resist.

They knelt on the ground and prayed to God and Buddha, hoping that the fleet could return victoriously.

Yao Guangxiao watched this scene from the top of the boat, with only indifference in his eyes.

Of course he understood what these Goryeo officials were thinking.

But he knew even more that even if they won, the Koryo army would only be defeated miserably, and more than half of the ships that went away with them would be damaged.

Tsushima Island.

The vanguard's 80,000-strong army now numbered less than 70,000.

More than 10,000 people were either buried in the belly of a fish or died in a bloody battle with Japanese warriors.

"If the Imperial Master still doesn't come, we will have no choice but to return. If we stay any longer, all the brothers will rebel."

A Goryeo general said angrily.

For several months, the food coming from Busan was very limited. Even if they kept sending messages to urge them every day, it was still very little.

The reply from the national division revealed that the Pusan ​​army was also in an extreme state of food shortage.

Although food was constantly being shipped to Kyoto in Goryeo, it could only be said to be on the verge of starvation.

Especially on Tsushima Island, training has been canceled a long time ago.

Most soldiers can only have one meal a day.

In the military camp, armors and weapons were scattered everywhere, because these weapons were too heavy and wearing them on the body made it easier to consume physical strength.

Although a large number of sea fish come here every day, there are nearly 70,000 people there, so how can we fill out the report?

In the military tent, another Goryeo general said in a deep voice: "How to go back? In our current situation, getting back is a problem. You all know the temperament of the national counselor."

"If we go back without authorization, all of you here may have your heads on your neck, but you won't be able to protect them."

The previous general stood up and shouted: "I think he dares!"

"We have nearly 70,000 people here, how dare he kill us all!"

The thinner general sneered: "Don't forget, the Imperial Preceptor is not from Korea, but from the Ming Dynasty."

"How could he care about our life and death? He might just want us to die."

"It doesn't mean that we will kill them all. If we just disobey the military order, we will all be killed. The brothers below are so hungry that they can resist."

"I'm afraid that just one full meal can destroy morale."

The burly man was a little impatient.

"This won't work, and that won't work either. Then you can tell us what we should do."

"You all know the situation of our brothers now. If we go to attack the Japanese country, we can no longer defeat them."

"Those little bastards in the Japanese country are very smart. Every time they capture a village, they can't even find a few grains of food, which wastes our energy in vain."

"Last month, we joined forces with more than 50,000 people to capture a small city. We thought we could grab grain, but it turned out that the grain depot was damn cleaner than my face."

"Once I went there, I even lost money on the food rations I brought back. I also lost the lives of so many brothers, and I didn't gain anything in terms of money."

The strong general was furious.

Since arriving on Tsushima Island, life has been more difficult than he imagined.

The food shortage was like a dark cloud, weighing on the heads of these generals.

But on this island, there is no way to the sky and no way to the earth.

I don't even know where to go when I leave.

As the strong man general became angry, the generals below also complained one after another.

"Yes, if this continues, we will all starve to death here."

"There are only three days of food left. If not, let's go back all."

"No, if we go back, we will definitely die. In my opinion, it is better to let the brothers have a full meal, take a rest, and attack the Japanese country by force."

"This... seems pretty good."

"It really doesn't work, so this is the only way. What do you think?"

"No matter how much food the Japanese country hides, it is impossible to transport all the food away. Let's go up with the whole army, knock down several of their cities and plunder the villages. After all, this is a way to survive."

"If you can survive until the national army comes over, not only can you report your merits, but you can at least ask for some food."

Everyone was talking about it, and they finally came up with an unreasonable solution.

The National Preceptor's heart is too dark, and they have already learned the lesson, but in this situation, there is no way for a mutiny to go to the National Preceptor, so what can be done about it.

"Okay, let's do this, otherwise waiting for death here is useless. I see that the Imperial Guard has delayed setting off for so long. The food shipped every time is enough for us for a few days. Maybe it is just waiting for us to fight.

Where is Japan?"

"Everyone on the left and right is dead. If we die in battle, I want to kill all these Japanese."

With the voice of the strong general, this meeting ended.

All rations were distributed to the sergeants, and they only had two days.

Two days later, food and grass were cut off.

If you can't grab enough food within two days, it can be said that the game is completely over.

Everyone is selfish, let alone these generals.

They have felt the dissatisfaction and restlessness from the lower-level sergeants.

But when they counter-attack the Imperial Army, the ones who die may not be the brothers below, but the generals like themselves.

It's different when you go to fight against the Japanese. It's your brothers below who die, not you.

This choice is too simple.

As the military order was issued, all the Korean soldiers on Tsushima Island, after having a full meal, rushed out to attack the Japanese country.
To be continued...