The country is broken and the mountains and rivers are there, and the city is spring and the grass and trees are deep.

When you feel the flowers shed tears, the birds are shocked when they hate each other.

The war lasted for three months, and the letter from home was worth ten thousand gold.

The white hair scratched even shorter, and I couldn't stand the hairpin.

When Zhu Youlang saw the devastated Chengdu City with his own eyes, he was so surprised that he was extremely surprised.

At this moment, he deeply felt Du Zimei's feelings at that time, and his heart was really cut off.

What Zhu Youlang is more unacceptable to than dilapidated and desolate is the tumult in the eyes of the people.

It seems that life has no hope, but it only takes a day to count.

Even Chengdu, the most prosperous southwest, looks like this, and it is naturally conceivable other places.

These details are completely unexperienced without personally experiencing them.

In historical materials, they may write that nine out of ten rooms are empty, and they may write that they can eat with children.

But when it is just cold words, it cannot make Zhu Youlang so strongly touched.

But this also further strengthened Zhu Youlang's idea of ​​attacking Qing.

The people of Ming Dynasty must live a good life!

But now it seems that Sichuan's military source is a big problem. It is unlikely that it will attract too many Sichuan soldiers in a short period of time.

Zhu Youlang took a break and washed up for a while, and then summoned Liu Yao to meet him.

In his opinion, no one knows the current situation in Sichuan than the Chengdu General.

Liu Yao was naturally very surprised when he was summoned by the emperor.

He was just a mere general. According to the Ming Dynasty, military generals were not qualified to face the saint directly. Those who could speak in front of the saint were civil servants like the supervisor.

When Zhu Youlang saw Liu Yao's restrained look, he felt funny and tried his best to make his voice less serious.

"General Liu, tell me about the current situation in Sichuan."

Liu Yao quickly clasped his fists and said, "Abide by the order."

He thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, the form in Sichuan is very complicated now. Although Sichuan is still in the hands of the Ming Dynasty in name, in fact, the control of the imperial court is limited to Jianchang, the capital, and the eastern Sichuan generation."

This answer really surprised Zhu Youlang.

When reading historical materials, experts always like to divide a certain area, which looks very convenient.

But the real situation is that many scattered small pieces in the areas controlled by the Ming army were not under the control of the Ming army.

"Please see your Majesty."

Liu Yao had already ordered people to prepare a map of Sichuan, and now he walked quickly to the nearest pointing at Chengdu and said, "Your Majesty, there are some outposts on the way from Chengdu to Fengjie in Dongchuan. However, the control is already very weak. Like some bandits and bandits with slightly greater power, they dare to rob the caravan directly. In recent years, no one has walked this avenue except the army."

Liu Yao's words were already obscure enough, and Zhu Youlang frowned when he heard it.

From this point of view, the imperial court's control over Sichuan is far less than that of Yunnan.

This is true in Chengdu, so the situation in Fengjie should be similar, right?

"As a result, Sichuan can't collect any taxes."

"Your Majesty's wiseness."

Liu Yao said with an embarrassment: "Now the soldiers are all resident and they have to grow their own food even if they want to eat. They haven't seen their military pay for a long time."

Zhu Youlang was a little embarrassed about his face.

As the saying goes, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers.

As the king of a country, it is really a bit of a dereliction of duty to not allow the soldiers to fight with peace of mind, but also to consider growing vegetables and food.

Of course, this cannot be entirely blamed on the Yongli court.

After all, with Yunnan's poor appearance, it is already difficult to support itself. How could it be easier to save money and help Sichuan?

Those soldiers who could persevere were really full of passion.

"Ahem, it seems that the situation on Wen Aiqing's side will not be very good."

"Your Majesty, Fengjie is better."

Liu Yao said carefully: "Mr. Wen often gets help from Thirteen Honors."

Zhu Youlang suddenly realized.

After all, Wen Anzhi was the supervisor stationed in Fengjie by the Yongli court.

Even if Yuan Zongdi, Li Laiheng and others live a hard life, they have to think about taking out one and send it to Wen Anzhi.

There may not be many gifts from one family, but more than a dozen companies should not be underestimated if they are combined.

"How many troops are there in Wen Aiqing?"

"The exact number of people dare not speak nonsense, but there are still three to five thousand."

Zhu Youlang shook his head.

There are so few troops stationed in Fengjie.

It seems that this time when attacking Chongqing, the main force was still the Thirteenth Families and Zhu Youlang's army brought from Yunnan, and the Sichuan official army could only fight and assist.

"If your Majesty wants to go to Fengjie, you might as well take this path."

Liu Yao pointed to an official road and said loudly: "Although this official road has been abandoned in recent years, the terrain is relatively not that complicated, and the possibility of being ambushed is relatively low."

"Who will come to ambush?"

"Local bandits, bandits"

Liu Yao swallowed and said, "Really speaking, they dare not rob the army. But there are fewer and fewer caravans passing by in recent years. If they are poor, they can do anything."

Zhu Youlang just felt angry and funny.

There are really no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings.

Has the prestige of the imperial court been reduced to this level in recent years?

Even some bandits dared to attack the army.

Of course, Zhu Youlang would not be afraid of them, but now is not the time to suppress bandits. Every minute and every second are very precious.

He didn't know how long Di Sanxi's letter and Shuixi Tushi could hold Hong Chengchou back.

If Hong Chengchou finds out that it is wrong and dispatches troops in time, it will be difficult for the Ming army to take over Chongqing.

It’s better to have less than more things. Time is the most precious thing right now.

"I decided to set off tomorrow."

Zhu Youlang does not want to waste his chances.

"So fast?"

As soon as Liu Yao said that he had lost his composure, he quickly claimed the crime: "I am talking nonsense, please ask Your Majesty to punish him."

Of course, Zhu Youlang didn't care about these details, so he waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I also feel that I will be more confident of arriving at Fengjie one day earlier."

"If Your Majesty attacks Chongqing, this place will be taken."

Liu Yao pointed to the map, and Zhu Youlang looked closely, but saw the word Wanxian.

"Wanxian"

Wanxian is between Fengjie and Chongqing, and is closer to Chongqing.

It can be said that Wanxian is the gateway to Chongqing. No matter whether the Ming army advances or retreats, they will be very calm.

Liu Yao is worthy of being a professional general and has a strong judgment.

"Is Wanxian in the hands of Donglu at this moment?"

"It should be. A few days ago, Tan Hong rebelled, and Wanxian should have changed its flag."

Liu Yao sighed, "But there will not be many left-behind troops there, and it will be easy to take down."

For Chongqing, Wanxian is just a warning office.

As long as information about the enemy's attack is obtained, the role of Wanxian will be reflected.

As for defending Wanxian, there is naturally no need.

Wanxian is neither a strong city nor has any danger to defend, and even if you do your best, you may not be able to defend it.

Instead of dividing troops in Wanxian County, it is better to concentrate in Chongqing to maintain Chongqing.
Chapter completed!