Thinking of this, he immediately ordered: "So tomorrow morning, the army of you and our countries will head to Tieshan together to prepare for the Battle of Pi Island. I will completely solve the hidden dangers for you!"

If the Great Jin army leaves, what is Guanghaijun most worried about, that is the Ming army on Pi Island. Now that the Great Jin Kingdom takes the lead in attacking the Ming army, he naturally supports it very much and quickly responds happily.

Of course, he had known this for a long time. Therefore, he had prepared for it. When controlling the entire eastern part of North Korea, he had already cooperated with Dajin to collect food and grass. Even if he scraped the ground three feet, he had to first meet Dajin's food needs and the logistics supply required for this expedition. As for what will happen to North Korea after Dajin has transported so much food, he didn't care. After all, he believed that he had a deeper understanding of what it was to sit firmly on the throne.

The next morning, on the river where they went to sea, warships covered the sky and the sun, and went out to sea. On the shore, teams of Jianlu cavalry also rode their horses, rumbling sounds of subway hooves were deafening. Groups of unclothed Korean men, under the supervision of the swords and guns of the Korean army and the Jianlu infantry, tried their best to transport trucks of food and other supplies to the west.

Under Huang Taiji's Khan Banner, Guang Haijun sat in a warm car and followed him. He also had to accompany him at Huang Taiji's request. According to Huang Taiji, he wanted to step onto Pi Island and take a look.

At the same time, in Liaoyang City, far away in Liaodong, in the square in front of the government office, there were already two places that had piled up a mountain of supplies a few days ago. I guess it would be possible to move it in one day, but there were still many left. The crowds were concentrated in front of the supplies, and it was time for a new day to start construction.

When Gao Yingyuan and Han Wu appeared, the Han slaves and Koreans under their command called Lord Qianhu, with gratitude on their faces. The two of them smiled and nodded and began to arrange the day.

On the other side, the real Qianhu also appeared surrounded by the wounded soldiers under his command. The Han slaves who were assigned to him were called Qianhu in a flattering manner, and the Koreans said that they would be as respectful as they would. However, when the Qianhu passed by and no one saw them, their faces seemed to want to eat the Qianhu.

Suddenly, with a "pop" sound, everyone looked at it and saw a Korean man next to the thousand households falling to the ground and lying there motionless.

A companion immediately went over to help him, but found that the person was dead. When the Qianhu saw him, he waved his hand in disgust and shouted, "Why are you standing there? You haven't carried him away? Work will start soon. If the construction period is delayed, let's see how I will deal with you!"

The wounded soldier under his command immediately raised the whip in his hand and whipped it in the air, making a "slap" sound, and shouted loudly: "Did you hear the words of Lord Qianhu? Why don't you move quickly? Are you itchy?"

The Han slaves and the Koreans did not dare to neglect them, so they hurriedly carried the corpse on the ground. But at this moment, a Han slave could not stand and fell to the ground. Seeing Qianhu's vicious look at him, the Han slave who fell to the ground hurriedly begged: "Master Qianhu, give me some more food. I'm so hungry that I'm so hungry!"

When he heard this, he didn't need the Qianhu to speak. A wounded soldier stepped forward and whipped him, and shouted loudly: "You are hungry, others are not hungry, they are lazy, they really think that Qianhu will open a good house!"

The Han slave was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore. He was beaten to avoid it at this time. He quickly lay on the ground and struggled, and he was about to lose his life.

"Please, for the sake of all Han people, stop beating!" Another Han slave might have a good relationship with this man on the ground, so he mustered up the courage to persuade him.

When the wounded soldier heard this, he gave him a whip and said, "You dog slave, who is Han Chinese with you? I don't want to be a Han Chinese. I want you to mention Han Chinese again!"

For a moment, no one dared to speak out, and the man hurriedly begged for mercy, regretting that he should not mention the word "Han". Now in this land of Liaodong, the identity of Han people is the lowest!

"Bah!" Lord Qianhu looked around for a while, spitting and shouting, "All of them are working for me, are you trying to be lazy and get whipped?"

When the Han slaves and Koreans heard this, they didn't dare to watch anymore and hurried to work. When the Han slaves and Koreans from two other places nearby saw it, they couldn't help but secretly glad that they went to work consciously. At the same time, they whispered to their familiar companions: "We really accumulated virtue in our previous life. We met Han Qianhu and were not assigned there!"

"Yes, at least our Han Qianhu did not deduct our food rations. Although we still can't eat enough, we can always make a living!"

"Han Qianhu is also very kind to us. He stopped the wounded soldiers from trying to hit us!"

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In addition, Gao Yingyuan's team was almost the same as Han Wu's side, and they were consciously transporting supplies, while whispering in a low voice, saying something similar to Han Wu's side.

Gao Yingyuan and Han Wu stood together, watching their subordinates working, and they smiled at each other, and people's hearts were available!

Jianlu didn't allocate much material to them, but the thousands of households there were still deducting them so much that not only did they slow down, but they also died every day. In this way, although the two of them did nothing, they immediately won the hearts of the people.

However, Han Wu was very cautious. Even so, he did not dare to reveal any news to the third party. Even when Gao Yingyuan showed some meaning, he felt that he would be much stronger if he turned around and became an insider, he was even more severely criticized by Han Wu.

After Mao Wenlong, there would be no signs of the Ming army in Liaodong. At this time, if they wanted to win over those desperate people, they would not only not believe it, but they might even take this as an opportunity to turn things around and report to Jianlu like offering treasures.

"Fifth Brother, Your Majesty's decree, tomorrow night will be the time for action. How do we use them?" Gao Yingyuan asked in a low voice as he saw that there were no one else beside him.

While pretending to be an overseer, Han Wuyi looked at the movements around him vigilantly, and whispered: "There are two places in the city that we have never been to. Let's look for a chance to take a picture for the emperor."

When it comes to taking photos, he is very interested in it and doesn’t know what it looks like. Unfortunately, he doesn’t have that blessing.

Seeing Gao Yingyuan nodding, he whispered: "Those two places that are prone to fire, let them move some flammable piles over, and it is easier to set fire to the fire."

Gao Yingyuan heard Han Wu and nodded immediately. Suddenly, he saw several Jurchen Tartars walking out of the Guanyanye. He did not hesitate and walked towards them directly.
Chapter completed!