After saying that, he turned his head to look at Qianhu beside him, and then resumed in Jurchen language, and raised his head and announced: "You three, each lead ten people, go hand in hand with me!"

This means that Han Wu and Gao Yingyuan's identities have been improved one after another. Although there is no formal appointment, they are like the people brought by Qianhu, divided the selected wounded soldiers into three.

Han Wu and Gao Yingyuan met and hurriedly thanked him. Although Qianhu also laughed, when his eyes swept across them, he had a slight indescribable meaning.

Not long after, an injured soldier had thirty Han slaves and sixty Koreans. This means that Gao Yingyuan, Han Wu and Na Qianhu, each of them had about 300 Han slaves and 600 Koreans.

Their task is to supervise these people to move the grain and other materials that were previously unloaded on the Liaoyang Center's official yard square to the corresponding warehouse in categories.

When Gao Yingyuan saw the people standing in front of him, he found that all the Han slaves were pale and thin, and they were wearing good clothes. They probably had used old clothes when they came from Chenyang. Although they were a little ragged or patched, they could at least keep the cold.

The situation of those Koreans is even worse. Compared with them, Hannu, at least there is meat. These Koreans are probably hungry for a long time and are almost living skeletons. They also have few clothes on their bodies, and many people are trembling when they stand there. Fortunately, it is May now, and if it is the cold winter, they will probably freeze a lot of these Koreans to death in one night.

"You are all very good. Listen to the words of Lord Qianhu obediently, finish the work on time, and have food to eat. Otherwise, you will not only be hungry, but also be punished..."

Those injured soldiers were talking arrogantly. It is rare to have such an opportunity. If you don’t show off your performance, wouldn’t it be a loss for this opportunity?

Gao Yingyuan looked at the other side, and the Qianhu even appeared on his own, chanting loudly, showing his official power. Only himself and the fifth brother were not interested in watching these people, and they were no longer interested in going to attack them.

He was thinking, and suddenly he heard the movement from the government office. When he turned around, he saw a lot of Jurchen people coming out. One of them was the Jurchen general who had just appeared. It should be the Aisin Gioro Babuhai, and the other he knew, which was Aisin Gioro Haoge.

It seemed that Babuhai was coming to see him off and watched Haoge ride his subordinates to the barracks.

He was watching, and suddenly heard something coming from behind not far behind. When he quickly turned around and looked over, he found that he could deliver food. Gao Yingyuan's stomach immediately moved, reminding him that he was hungry.

When he came back from the front line, the treatment of the injured was not high. Not to mention whether he could eat well or not, eating enough is a problem. At least Gao Yingyuan himself said that he could lie down and stay on until the meal. If it weren't for this, he would be hungry until the meal was over.

He was hungry at this time, and the others were also hungry. The team seemed to be lifeless, but as soon as the smell of eating drifted away, the team suddenly became turbulent, and it seemed that the crowd suddenly became alive.

After receiving the food from the team, the Qianhu people first selected it and then started eating it by themselves.

Gao Yingyuan noticed that the food he had sent to the injured soldiers seemed to have been much less: "Fifth brother, he is deducting food."

Han Wu heard Gao Yingyuan's low voice and didn't turn around to look, but just replied in a low voice: "It would be strange if we don't deduct it! He must have deducted what we ate before."

After saying that, he saw that there was no one around, and whispered: "We will send all the people here to them. It's important to have a big deal."

They are not good men and women. If they have such an opportunity, they will definitely have to deduct some of them. After all, in this era, if they have food in their hands, they will not be able to panic.

Gao Yingyuan naturally knew what this big thing was, so he nodded and the two separated.

When the Han slaves and Koreans saw that the food they had was obviously more than the Qianhu next to them, they couldn't help but be grateful. But when Gao Yingyuan ate and drank enough, he nodded and bowed, his face full of gratitude.

Gao Yingyuan was not bad either. He just imitated Han Wu, inspected the team with a smile, and occasionally asked about the situation and cared about their health, which won the favor of these Han slaves and Koreans. However, the injured soldiers under their command were a little confused about why their heads were so good to these people who would die sooner or later!

Gao Yingyuan was patrolling, and suddenly he saw another movement in the distance between the barracks. Flags were flying and people were surging. Teams of Jianlu were riding horses. Behind them were soldiers from the Han army flag watching Hannu and the Koreans escorting trucks of military supplies. At the end of the team, there were Jurchen cavalry again.

His subordinates started working, and Gao Yingyuan stood there and watched. But only Han Wu knew that Gao Yingyuan was in a daze, and in fact he should have contacted His Majesty.

As he expected, Gao Yingyuan went to the chat group and reported to Emperor Chongzhen what happened this morning.

Emperor Chongzhen was overjoyed when he received his private chat. He really thought that he could not do it when he wanted, but when he gave up, he suddenly turned around.

He immediately contacted Wei Mulan and said, "You tell Lu Xiangsheng, just say that in Liaoyang, Haoge led his troops to Ningjin Front this morning. In Liaoyang City, there were Aisin Gioro Babuhai stationed in the sea, with only 300 Jurchens and 700 Han army flag soldiers, and the Han slaves and Koreans combined were less than 3,000. This amount may not be accurate, but the difference is not large."

After receiving it, Wei Mulan replied to Emperor Chongzhen after a long time, "Your Majesty, Lu Zhongcheng thinks that there is at least 80% chance of winning the attack on Liaoyang. When that Babuhai was on the Korean battlefield, he was defeated. His ability to adapt is average, and he is not worth worrying about!"

If Babuhai had excellent abilities, he would not have done so badly as Nurhaci's son.

Needless to say, it is known about the political significance of capturing Liaoyang. Therefore, Lu Xiangsheng did not emphasize it anymore, but only asked Wei Mulan to convey: "Once Liaoyang is taken back, Jianlu will definitely be shocked. Whether it is the Ningjin front line or the North Korean side, Jianlu will definitely return to rescue. I will take advantage of the chaos to go to Shenyang to save people. These two things will not be delayed!"

Emperor Chongzhen was quite happy at first when he heard this. But soon he frowned. Lu Xiangsheng's opportunity was too rough. Once it really started to be implemented, there were many problems.

He thought for a while and asked Wei Mulan, "How are you painting?"

When Wei Mulan saw this private chat, she thought at first she thought the emperor had replied to the wrong person. She was conveying the war against the enemy, which was a big deal, but the emperor asked if he had made a mistake when painting, right?
Chapter completed!