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Northern Zhili, Ningjin County, and the camp of officers and soldiers.

It was still the wilderness of the war that day. The body had been buried by the civilians sent by Ningjin County. It was just the large area of ​​dark brown ground and the broken clusters of weapons and arrows on the ground, which seemed to be telling the tragic battle of ten thousand people that day!

The autumn wind swept through, making people feel chilly and extremely sad.

Today is October 10th, and it has been six days since the battle.

The battle that day was a heavy loss.

More than 5,700 people were killed in battle, more than 1,400 people were seriously injured, and countless minor injuries. The army of 29,000 people had combat capabilities in a short period of time, less than 20,000 people were able to have combat capabilities. The worst of them was Pingshan Guards, which was the focus of the White-robed Army's attack that day. The soldiers were not strong in combat and were not capable of commanding. They were disorganized by a round of volleys, and then they were trampled on several rounds of iron hooves. Two,700 regular full-scale guards, nearly half of them were killed! There are less than 2,000 people with combat capabilities now!

The White-robed Army was even more dismal. More than half of the 15,000 troops died in battle, and only 7,000 people left to escape! Among them, five thousand households were almost completely injured. If it weren't for the fact that the tactics of adding fuel to the army were used to take turns to throw in the military power that day, such a huge loss would have completely defeated the ordinary army!

You should know that during the Tumu Fort Incident, the Ming army died at the hands of the Tartars. However, the ones who died of trampling on each other were 200,000 to 300,000! The elite troops of the Beijing camp were killed and injured!

After this battle, the Baipao Army retreated all the way, giving up all the occupied Leling, Qingyun and other counties, and retreated to Haifeng County, which was only more than a hundred miles away from the sea. According to the spies' rewards these days, the Baipao Army recruited a large number of civilians from each county, and plundered all the civilian war horses, and sent people to strengthen the city wall day and night, and put on an attitude of defending the city.

There was no movement on the officers and soldiers. Zhang Yanchang just ordered a rest and restrained everyone from leaving the camp. He was not in a hurry. After this battle, the officers and soldiers won a great victory, but they also suffered heavy losses. They could not fight for the time being. Most of the elite troops were destroyed in the battle of the white-robed thief, and they could no longer cause any storms. Moreover, they chose to hold the city to defend. Zhang Yanchang felt even more relieved. Haifeng County was the old city of the Song Dynasty, tall and strong. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack. It was also unwise to attack the city with 20,000 people. However, the white-robed army had become a turtle in the jar. Zhang Yanchang now controls all local garrisons in Shandong and Northern Zhili. He could slowly mobilize troops, surround him without attacking, and eventually forced his submission!

"Sir, the statistics have been released. Five hundred Thunder God machines have now been confirmed to be completely scrapped due to the explosion of the gun barrel and other reasons. They cannot be used because of the damage to the trigger, but there should be thirty-two shots!" After Shi Dazhu said that, he stood aside honestly, lowering his head without saying a word.

Lian Zining sat behind the big case. When he said something, Lian Zining's eyelids twitched, and blood dripped in his heart, as if a piece of flesh was being cut from his body.

"Thirty-two shots, twenty-seven shots! In total, one-tenth of the five Thunder Gods are gone! You must know if there are more firearms in the entire Ming Dynasty now!" Lian Zining finally couldn't help but the anger in his heart. He slapped the table hard and cursed: "Where is Wang Dachun? I asked him to inquire along the way if there are any firearm craftsmen. What should he do with this job? There is no news yet? Are they all pig's brains?"

After being scolded by Lian Zining, Shi Dazhu, a powerful and domineering general on the battlefield and killed countless people, actually shivered all over his body, lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.

When Lian Zining finished scolding, he said with a sad face: "There is nothing I can do with Lao Wang. These days, we have spread out three to five hundred people and searched everywhere. We have searched around the ten counties in the northeast of Shandong. The farthest one has even gone to Linqingzhou. It’s not that the lower place is careless, but there is really no news!"

After the war that day, Lian Zining led the entire army to pay homage to the brothers who died in battle the next day. After asking Zhang Yanchang that there was no war in a short period of time, he sent a large number of people to disperse the Dragon Lancer cavalry and inquire about the news about the firearms. Several days have passed, but there is still no news back.

Lian Zining knew that what he was saying was the truth, but he felt a sense of evil fire in his heart, and he felt so uncomfortable.

He glared at Shi Dazhu, took a breath, suppressed the fire in his heart, and waved!"

"The craftsmen who build muskets must be able to repair them even if they are not good. Where can I find them? Where can I find them?" After Shi Dazhu left, Lian Zining muttered, thinking hard, but he couldn't figure it out.

He felt depressed, so he stood up and walked in the room. Finally, he couldn't imagine it. He sighed deeply and sat down depressedly again.

The sound of tiny footsteps behind him sounded, and two slim hands fell on their shoulders, gently kneading them, and a delicate voice said softly: "Master."

Lian Zining sighed comfortably, raised her body and fell into a soft and elastic place. She said a little tiredly: "Why don't you study anymore? Have you finished your homework today?"

"Yeah, it's done!" Kang Su said softly.

"Oh? So fast?" Lian Zining raised his eyelids and looked at her and said, "I will check later. If I fail, I will be punished."

"Punished?" Kang Su bit her lip, a blush flashed across her face, and she whispered: "Is it a spanking again?"

After the war that day, more than 100 brothers were killed in the battle. Lian Zining felt uncomfortable. He drank alone at night, and it was rare to get drunk. As a result, he got drunk at night and insisted on spanking Kang Su and Kang Ling's two sisters. Kang Su could not persuade him, so he had to let him go. But he just spanked. Even Zining did nothing out of the ordinary.

Lian Zining coughed awkwardly: "You girl, why don't you pick up any pot?"

After these days of getting along, Kang Su and his sisters knew that he had a good temper and didn't pay much attention to it. They were so easy to get along with. So they weren't afraid of him. Especially Kang Ling, since Lian Zining started teaching her to study, the little girl felt Lian Zining's sincere care. She was tired of Lian Zining's side every day when she was fine and dependent on him very much.

The reason why Lian Zining taught them to study was because of their plans. Where can the women around him not study? Let’s not talk about it, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a good learner. Others like Yu Susu, Cheng Yu, Xiaoqing, and even those maids who were bought in the presidential palace were all very literate. The cultural gap between the two was too big, so they really couldn’t communicate. Over time, the gap emerged. Lian Zining was very good to the people around him. He did not treat them as tools, but really wanted to communicate with them.

However, he didn't know how to teach, so he had to take a stupid method. He found them a book and pointed to an article. He taught them to memorize it by rote, and then copied it several times. Then he knew the words and the meaning of the article was generally known.

Kang Su retreated slightly, letting Lian Zining plunge in his arms, lowered her head, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "If you like it, then fight. That night, it was very comfortable to beat Nunu..."

Lian Zining Gudeng swallowed, and the evil fire that had just been suppressed in his heart rushed up. He gritted his teeth and said, "If I really hook my fire out, little girl, you have to be careful!"

Kang Su laughed, gently pressed his head, no longer teased him, but said, "What trouble do you have? Tell me, and listen. Although I don't understand, I can help you with boredom!"

Lian Zining said this.

He didn't expect Kang Su to say something, but he didn't expect Kang Su to burst out laughing and said, "Master, you are really a mystery to the authorities!"

"What do you say?" Lian Zining asked anxiously with a glimmer of hope.

"I don't understand any great principles, but I also know that some things must be owned by everyone. I guess the firearms you mentioned are not only from the Ming Dynasty, right? Since the Ming Dynasty is gone, you can search for other realms, right?" Kang Su said softly: "We in the Ming Dynasty, the Celestial Kingdom, aren't there many businessmen who come here to do business? You can ask them!"

"Yes! Why didn't I think of this?" Lian Zining was immediately full of excitement. He turned over and stood up, circled around the tent, and said to himself: "There were firearms in the Ming Dynasty, and the Europa Folang machine also had firearms. Many of the Folang machine people were doing business in the Ming Dynasty. They must know this news. They should ask them! However, most of the Folang machine people are in coastal provinces, and there are no ones in Shandong!"

"By the way! Lian Zining, you are such a pig's brain!" Lian Zining slapped his head and cursed inwardly. The one who hit the most in the Folang Jiren was Guangdong. Zhang Yanchang had been guarding Guangdong for nearly ten years, so he must have had a lot of contact with them. Maybe he had craftsmen in this field under his command, so he could go and ask him for help!

Lian Zining suddenly felt enlightened and laughed: "Kang Su, you are really my lucky star!"

He hugged Kang Su, kissed her fiercely on the face, and walked out of the tent with great strides.

Lian Zining had been out for a long time, and Kang Su was still standing there blankly, covering her face over there, with a confused expression.

When Lian Zining came to Zhang Yanchang's tent, a person happened to come out of it. He looked at it and found that it was Hou Donglai, the commander of Pingshan Guard.

When Hou Donglai saw him, he bowed his hand politely and said with a smile: "Sir Lian!"

Lian Zining quickly returned the gift, sued him, and said, "Mr. Hou, I have some important things to look for the Grand Marshal today, and I can't delay it. Let's talk about it another day?"

Hou Donglai smiled and said, "Please give me a gift."

Originally, because of the matter with Luo Yangqing, the chief officials of Pingshanwei were very sarcastic and lukewarm to Lian Zining. However, after the war that day, there was a shortage of drugs in the army and it was not enough to use them. Seeing that the seriously injured were not enough to endure that night, Pingshanwei was the most injured, so naturally he was most anxious and embarrassed. Lian Zining provided a large amount of white gauze, liquor, medicine and other things, which solved a big problem for everyone and was favored by others. Taking this opportunity, the relationship with Pingshanwei was much more eased.

The personal soldiers informed him. Lian Zining walked into the big tent. Zhang Yanchang knelt behind a small table, wore a black Taoist robe, his hair was ancient, and he inserted a wooden hairpin obliquely, and he was writing something.

Even Zining came in, but he didn't raise his eyelids, and even Zining didn't care. He found a place to sit down, looking at his nose and looking at his heart.

This attitude seems a bit negligent, but in fact it is the treatment that many generals and senior officials in the court can do. When you see you come in, you will get up to greet you and ask about your well-being. That attitude is enthusiastic but unfamiliar, and it has an uncoverable sense of distance. However, Zhang Yanchang's attitude clearly regards Lian Zining as a son and nephew, a true person with deep friendship.

Lian Zining was not flattered. He received such treatment with his own abilities.

The night before the war, he couldn't get through the hurdle in his heart, so he went to find Zhang Yanchang. Zhang Yanchang didn't believe his concerns, but Lian Zining argued with reason and even issued a military order, which finally made Zhang Yanchang agree. Once the situation changes, he will command the Shenwu Right Guard and Wuyi Army to fight back with the camera!

Things did develop as Lian Zining expected, and Lian Zining's on-site command also gave Zhang Yanchang a great surprise. It is probably not possible for many years to arrange such a strict pocket array in such a short time. Lian Zining was like a natural soldier. If there were no one in the war, the consequences would be really unpredictable. Through this time, Zhang Yanchang also realized the value of Lian Zining, so it was not surprising that he was given such treatment.

Zhang Yanchang finally finished writing, drying the ink traces, and putting it aside. Lian Zining took a closer look, but found that Zhang Yanchang copied the Tao Te Ching. The dynasty was Kaifeng, and the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism were blooming, and there was a trend of gradually integrating. It was not a strange thing for monks to do business and famous prostitutes to worship Buddha. Among the scholars and officials, there were many people who respected Buddhism and Taoism, and it was not rare for Zhang Yanchang to do this.

"What, is there something wrong?" Zhang Yanchang washed his hands, wiped it with a silk scarf, and asked.

"Yes!" Lian Zining nodded and said his thoughts.

"The firearm craftsman, I naturally don't have it here." Zhang Yanchang said. Lian Zining had expected this result. The court had long banned firearms. Besides, he, a military general, and he was also prone to suspicion. He just looked at him quietly and knew that he would have a later text.

Sure enough, Zhang Yanchang changed his tone and said, "But that's not a big deal. There are indeed many people from the Guangdong Haojing side. If you want it, I will send you a divorce letter and send you dozens of them."

It was indeed a powerful figure. In Lian Zining's opinion, something extremely difficult to do was just a small task for him. In Guangdong, there were countless disciples, and there were dozens of third-rank military officers and generals at the level of the commander-in-law, and countless others. In a word, countless people would do it for him. Dozens of craftsmen were just a little bit of a little.

Lian Zining was overjoyed and stood up and bowed: "Then I thank the general!"

This ceremony is not a military ceremony, but a courtesy of the younger generation to the elders. Lian Zining did this in disguise and told Zhang Yanchang: "I will never forget your friendship. I will become prosperous in the future. If you have something to do, just one word! Do it for you!"

A etiquette represents many things, but the secrets of the period are to be understood by oneself.

Zhang Yanchang naturally understood in his heart, and laughed and picked up his pen to write a letter.

After a while, the letter was written. Just as Zhang Yanchang was about to call someone in, he heard footsteps coming from outside, but Kang Lu asked for a meeting.


Chapter completed!