Chapter 386, the main text of the Ming Dynasty, Zheng Zhilong, the overlord of the sea, the junction of Shanxi and Shaanxi, west of the Yellow River.

Hong Chengchou [Doudou Novels] stood on the whistle next to the camp, letting the fox fur fly by the bitter cold wind, holding a telescope and staring at the east bank of the Yellow River.

The weather was getting colder and it seemed that it would snow at any time, but the Guandi army on the other side showed no sign of retreating, but instead supported several cannons.

The cannons were transported a few days ago, and there were also a large amount of cotton coats and food, as well as hundreds of civilians carrying hoes and iron elm.

Obviously, the Guandi Army had sufficient food and grass.

The Guandi Army stationed in Shuwogu were all wearing large cotton coats, and their faces were full of energy every day. Even if the cold air in winter mornings was as cold as a knife, the Guandi Army still started to practice every day at dawn.

Hong Chengchou could not see their training in the camp, but outside the camp he could see clearly with a diorama.

The training method of this Guandi Army is somewhat similar to Qi Shuai's "The Real Estate of Military Training", but it has many differences.

"The Record of Military Training" says: In normal times, each soldier must learn to run. It is better to run for one mile in one breath and not breathe. Just like the ancients who used sand with their feet and gradually added it, it will be easy to get rid of sand when facing the enemy. This is called the power of practicing feet.

The Guandi Army was practicing foot strength. All soldiers were covered with sandbags on their legs and ran around the camp, which was similar to the description in "The Real Documents of Military Training".

Hong Chengchou naturally knew the benefits of practicing foot strength, and he also allowed his Qin army to practice it, but within a few days, he had to give up.

It is not that it is difficult to practice with enough strength, but because the army has been owed long-term wages, the soldiers are not full, and they have no strength to practice.

The Qin army under his command was in good condition. After all, the Qin army was recruited for a short time, and after he arrived in Shaanxi, he strictly investigated the empty salary and deducted military salary. The generals under his command did not dare to be too arrogant. The deduction of military salary was not too serious. It was just that the transfer of military food from the court often delayed.

The problem of wage arrears in border troops or guards in various places is even more serious, and no army can afford to train enough power.

The Guandi Army opposite was obviously able to eat and drink enough all year round. They were all strong and had high morale. They were tied with sandbags on the rolling loess mounds, but they were like walking on flat ground.

The most amazing thing is that the formation of this Guandi Army is too neat!

During running and marching, you can maintain a rough formation without being messy or falling behind. You can also make neat slogans from time to time.

The slogan was still shocking when it reached the west coast.

Such a well-trained and strict military discipline must be a strong army that is invincible and invincible.

Hong Chengchou slowly lowered his diorama, closed his eyes, and sighed to the sky.

"Send orders to deport, deport camps, and withdraw troops."

"yes!"

The personal soldiers standing next to him rushed down.

The face of the counselor Gan Ruoxian changed slightly: "Di Xian, I'm going to retreat privately..."

Hong Chengchou waved his hand to interrupt him: "There is no hope of crossing the river, and the weather is getting colder and colder. If heavy snow suddenly falls, the food route will be cut off. In the interim... Even if the soldiers do not mutiny, the morale of the army will inevitably be shaken. Instead of defending here, it is better to withdraw as soon as possible."

"As for the court... I will submit a memorial to the court and announce the reason."

"Duxian, but once our army retreats, what should we do if the Guandi army crosses the river and attacks Shaanxi?"

Hong Chengchou said lightly as he went downstairs: "Don't worry, Qin Chuan will not cross the river."

"Yansui is just a barren border area. He will not ignore the Hetao, which has a rich and fertile land for thousands of miles, and run across the river to occupy Yansui. Once he crosses the river, there will be no natural danger to the Yellow River."

Gan Ruoxian frowned, thought about it carefully, then nodded with deep conscience, and hurriedly followed Hong Chengchou.

Back at the camp, Hong Chengchou said as soon as he got into the door, "Prepare the pen and ink."

"yes."

Gan Ruoxian hurried to the side of the case, arranged the inkstone, and took out a piece of stele-shaped emblem ink.

Hong Chengchou sat behind the desk, spread out a piece of plain paper, and carefully calmed down.

Then, he fell into deep thoughts at Suzhi.

Gan Ruoxian grind the ink, reminded him in a low voice, and then took a few steps back.

Hong Chengchou did not start writing, but was still pondering at the plain paper.

After a long time, Gan Ruoxian couldn't help but ask: "What's the matter for the Governor of the Constitution?"

Hong Chengchou opened his mouth: "The income and expenditure are the way to strengthen the army."

Gan Ruoxian's face changed slightly: "Please think twice by Tuxian."

Hong Chengchou seemed unmoved and still pondered quietly.

After a long time, he seemed to make up his mind and suddenly lifted the pen and dipped it in ink, and the pen was full of flowers.

"Hong Chengchou, the right deputy governor of the Censorate, was kindly reported to the three border officials of Shaanxi, to understand the military situation of the Qin thieves and ask to discuss the ways to strengthen the army."

"I have been stationed on the west bank of the Yellow River to confront the Guandi army of the Qin thieves for more than two months. I sometimes crossed the river with hundreds of ships, and some brave general Bai Guangen crossed the river and attacked. However, the thieves' weapons were fierce, and the ships were sparsely sunk by their artillery. Bai Guangen's troops were also intercepted and killed by the Qin thieves who were quickly returning to the rescue. Bai Guangen and two thousand unparalleled loyal and brave soldiers were all killed."

"This defeat was caused by my hasty use of troops and I beg you to surrender your crime, and I will beg you to beg me to be punished for my death."

"Since this time, I have been guilty and watched the thieves walk in the camp every day, and I am unable to feel at ease when I think about the way to break the enemy and finally realized something."

"The strength of Qin thieves does not lie in firearms, but in strong troops."

"The way to strengthen the army is not to command the army, but to food and pay."

"The war in a country does not depend on military affairs, but on money and food."

"The source of money and food lies in land, and land..."

Having written this, Hong Chengchou's hand suddenly stopped. The tip of the pen was not too far from the plain paper, but he could not write.

Gan Ruoxian, who was beside him, held his breath and focused, staring at the pen in his hand.

After a long time, Hong Chengchou seemed to have suddenly been relieved, and he landed the wolf hair in his hand on the plain paper casually, while he leaned weakly on the back of the chair and sighed helplessly.

Gan Ruoxian breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that if Lord Tuxian wrote this memorial and submitted it to the capital... Lord Tuxian would be finished.

Whether it is a court official, a local official, or a royal family, the civil and military nobles of the entire Ming Dynasty would regard Lord Duxian as a thorn in his side.

If you go against the great honors of the entire Ming Dynasty, you will have only one fate: death!

And it will die ugly.

"You can hold the writing for me."

Hong Chengchou seemed tired, and after throwing a word, he went to the back tent dejectedly.

"Subordinates obey the order."

Gan Ruoxian bowed respectfully, then sat down on the small desk on the side and unfolded another piece of plain paper.

...

Senior officer, Dutch East India Company Promin Chacheng.

Local commander Deppelson led a few followers to stand by the sea, waiting quietly. There was a long table on the white sand beach next to it, with wine bottles and glasses, jerky fruits and other food on the table, and a chair was placed on each end.

There were three huge warships anchored on the sea not far away, like three ferocious giant beasts, staring at Prominic City.

In addition, several rowboats were swaying in the waves and were quickly approaching the shore.

Not long after, the rowing boat was docked, and an oriental man with a cold cheek and dark skin jumped off the rowing boat, carried a knife, and walked towards Pearson with a few agile followers on the white waves.

"Dear Mr. Gasbad, welcome to Prominzza City." Pearson took the initiative to step forward and saluted the other party.

"Hello, Mr. Pearson."

The oriental man replied in skillful Dutch.

"Mr. Gasbad, please sit down. This is the gin brought from Amsterdam by Mr. Governor last time he came to Promincha. I have never taken it out to drink it. I can take it out and taste it while Mr. Gasbad arrives."

"Hahaha, Mr. Pearson is polite."

The oriental man laughed a little, then sat down at one end of the long table.

In the East, there is only one person who can make the trading officers of the Dutch East India Company treat them so respectfully.

That is Feihong Zheng Yiguan and Zheng Zhilong.

As soon as he sat down, Zheng Zhilong said straight to the point: "Mr. Pearson, I'm here to buy artillery this time."

"Come on behalf of the Ming Dynasty to buy artillery."
Chapter completed!