Dorgon was right, those wolves were running at full speed, indeed faster than the cavalry.

Facing the ferocious jackals, the Han soldiers did not panic. The muskets in their hands were fired neatly under the command, and even the sound of their firing could not be heard at any obvious intervals. The projectiles full of destructive power penetrated the body of the jackal, and in

After smashing the muscles and bones, it flew out again.

The scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere aroused the ferocity of the wolves even more. These wolves screamed "aow" and "aow" and rushed towards the military formation even more crazily. The wolves running with power were as fast as lightning.

After the first row fired, it retreated to the back, then the second row, and then the third row. These Han soldiers showed good discipline and faced the vicious jackals without any confusion.

There were a lot of jackals and they were fast enough. They were getting closer and closer to the Han soldiers. When the distance was only two or three feet away, Fan Wencheng gave an order. All the Han soldiers dropped their muskets and drew out

He carried his sword with him.

"Kill!" Fan Wencheng roared and took the lead in charging toward the wolves.

Nurhaci on the high platform nodded. He looked at these Han soldiers with admiration. These Han soldiers were far less cowardly than before. They were high-spirited to fight. Under the sunlight, their long knives were like snow and their blades were as sharp as walls. Hungry wolves were on the sharp blades.

The bottom was in pieces, and the smell of blood suddenly filled the air.

"These Han people are a bit interesting." Daishan, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Such brave Han people are really rare!" Huang Taiji thought of the bloody battle on the bank of the Hun River again.

"That's just to deal with some wolves and make them look good when they encounter our Zhenglan flag." Mang Gurtai still looked down on the Han people.

Nurhachi didn't speak, and neither did Dorgon. Dodo wanted to speak, but Dorgon stopped him.

As the soldiers charged and killed the wolf, the wolf began to become timid, and finally had no choice but to run away quickly. The Eight Banners cavalry behind them raised their long bows and shot the escaping wolves one by one.

"Father, what do you think?" Dorgon bowed in front of Nurhachi, looking like a good boy.

"That's right! We Jurchens are good at riding and shooting, but we are not familiar with firearms. We fought with that guy Li Xiao repeatedly and suffered the disadvantage of firearms. Now we not only have flowering artillery shells, but also a musketry team. We will meet again in the future.

When facing Li Xiao, we should not suffer any loss. Send the order! Each banner selects reliable Han people to form the Han army banner. Just...! Just...!" When it came to selecting the commander, Nurhachi was in trouble.

A pair of eyes kept scanning the several sons, and finally he set his sights on Huang Taiji.

Dorgon's eyelids twitched. He created this firearms team by himself. Now the cooked duck has to fly into someone else's pot. How can this be done?

"Father Khan! Create a Han military flag specifically so that the Han people can have their own army. If the control is not good, chaos will arise. I think it is better for each banner to select Han people to form Han military camps. In order to be with our Eight Banners

The divisions can be called the Eight Banners of the Han Army. The Han soldiers in each banner are still controlled by the leaders of each banner." Dorgon's head turned quickly. Since I can't eat this piece of fat, then no one else can.

.

At this time, the Han army flags have been organized into the eight Han army flags, but the manufacturing of firearms and ammunition are in my own hands. When the time comes, I am not afraid that you will not come to ask for help.

"The Eight Banners of the Han Army...! This is a good idea. There are too many Han people, and it is really not good for them to get together. Just follow Dorgon's wishes, and each banner will choose the Han army among the banner slaves. For the time being, each banner will

The flag compiled five Niu Lu. Training, Fan Wencheng is responsible for the training." Nurha Chiruo gave Dorgon a meaningful look and accepted Dorgon's opinion.

The flag of the Han Army became the Eight Banners of the Han Army, which made Dorgon feel quite proud.

After sending Nurhachi away, Dorgon came to Fan Wencheng proudly. "From now on, the task of training Han soldiers of various banners will fall on your head. You know what to do."

"Master Beizi, you are wrong!" Fan Wencheng had heard about what happened on the high platform just now and shook his head helplessly.

"Am I wrong?" Dorgon frowned and looked at Fan Wencheng.

"yes!"

"Where did I go wrong?"

"Master Beizi! Do you know why the Great Khan chose Ba Beile to be the commander of the Han army flag?"

"Why? It's not because Father Khan thinks that Bage's white flag is a bit weak and wants to improve the white flag."

"You are wrong! Setting up the Han Army Banner can be said to be complicated. Babeile is a careful person and has led the Zhengbai Banner for many years. He is the most suitable candidate. In this regard, the Great Khan has a good understanding of people.

It takes a lot of time and energy to set up the Han army flag, so Babeile can't get away. So who will give the white flag to? I see that among the Beizibeile of the Great Khan, the one whom the Great Khan values ​​most is you, Beizi. If Babeile

If you can’t control it, who do you think will fall on the leader of the white flag, Baile?”

Dorgon's head buzzed, and he looked at Fan Wencheng blankly. He only saw Fan Wencheng's mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't hear what he said at all.

There was once a position of banner leader Baylor placed in front of him, but he failed to cherish it. He regretted it only after losing it. There is no pain in the world more than this. If Nurhachi can give him a chance to come back, Dorgon will

Raise your hands and feet to support Huang Taiji in commanding the banner of the Han army.

I finally understood that Nurhaci’s eyes, full of complex meanings, were still too young or too tender.

"Ama! It seems that Ma's father is somewhat fond of you leading the Han army flag today. It's all Shishu's fault." On the way back, Hauge was still angry about what had just happened.

In the Battle of Jinzhou, the loss of the two white flags was second only to the two red flags. In order to save Huang Taiji, he was blackmailed by Li Xiao. Now the white flag wants money but no money, and no one wants people. It is a good opportunity to replenish strength, but because

Dorgon's words made this opportunity fly away. Hauge was very dissatisfied with this fourteenth uncle!

"Haha! There is a saying among the Han people that a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. It is said that a man lost his horse, and his neighbors tried to comfort him. But he said that it might not be a bad thing if the horse was lost.

As a result, within a few days, the horse kidnapped a horse and came back. When the neighbors congratulated him, he said that this may not be a good thing. A few days later, his son broke his leg while riding a horse. The neighbor came again

I tried to persuade him, but he said it was not necessarily a bad thing.

There was a war at the border, and the emperor wanted to recruit troops. Because the old man's son broke his leg, he was not recruited. The army was defeated, and all the strong men who came out of the village were wiped out. Only the old man's son broke his leg, so he survived."

"Uh...! Amma, what...what does this mean?" Hauge was a little confused by Huang Taiji's words. He had only trusted sabers and bows and arrows since he was born. As for the stories of the Han people, he didn't bother to listen.

The delicate gasping sound of Han women is his favorite.

"When you have nothing to do, find a Han gentleman to read more." Huang Taiji rolled his eyes at his son and urged his horse away.

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When Li Xiao returned to Shanhaiguan, the first place he went to was Sun Chengzong's study.

Sun Chengzong was reading a letter when he saw Li Xiao coming in and handing the letter to Li Xiao.

"The Jurchen Tatars also have flowering artillery shells. What kind of Han army flag should they form?" Li Xiao was a little surprised when he saw the content of the letter. He didn't expect that the Jurchen Tatars also had flowering artillery shells. This was too unfavorable for Li Xiao!

"Since Li Yongfang sent this letter, it means that this matter is not false. After the Jinzhou War, the Tatar soldiers became very nervous. They have voluntarily given up a large area of ​​land on the south bank of the Liao River. If they are allowed to organize smoothly,

Raising the Han military flag will pose a great threat to us in the future." Sun Chengzong leaned on his chair and said to Li Xiao with his eyes closed.

"You mean to take the initiative?" To organize the Han army flag, this news is very bad. You know, Nurhaci controls hundreds of thousands of banner slaves. Most of them are young and strong men of the Ming Dynasty who were robbed!

If they are allowed to successfully join the Tatar camp, the Tatars will be able to restore the number of troops before the war in a very short period of time. Since the Eight Banners system hides troops among the people, Nurhachi's demand for food and salary is not high. Support.

A Han military banner of ten or twenty thousand people is still not a problem.

"At this point, the only way to go is to take the initiative. Our advantage lies in firearms, and once the Tatars also have firearms. Even if their firearms are not as powerful as ours, if they want to achieve victory like you did before,

Very difficult.

I have fought many smooth battles, but if there is a fierce firearms battle, I am really afraid that our army will not be able to withstand it. Besides, the number and combat power of our cavalry are far less than those of Hou Jin's cavalry. Therefore, I think we should take advantage of the opportunity.

The Tatars have not yet trained enough firearms troops. Let's take the initiative to press forward. First, we want to dampen Nurhachi's arrogance. In addition, we also have to get back the Han people who were plundered.

Otherwise, they are likely to become the Tatars' best source of soldiers and cannon fodder."

"It's August now, and it's impossible for the Tatars to organize and train an army in three months. I think we should make preparations, at least to stock up on enough ammunition. Especially artillery shells, if we really want to fight

The consumption of artillery shells will be very large. Besides, if it rains, our firearms troops will also suffer. I think it is more beneficial to us to set the time in November after the beginning of winter."

Thinking of the terrifying rate of fire of mortars, Li Xiao has a headache. A high rate of fire is originally a good thing, but a high rate of fire means a high consumption of shells. Now the production capacity of Changxing Island is so large, and daily training

Some still need to be used up. It is not easy to accumulate enough ammunition.

Ammunition for training cannot be spared. Li Xiao knows that good shooters are fed by cannonballs. In Li Xiao's army, the greatest consumption of ammunition is not on the battlefield, but on the training ground.

"November, that's fine. Can you ensure that things like last winter's failure to fire will not happen?"

"That's no problem. In November, winter combat bullets will be issued. The specifications of these bullets are different from those in summer, which can avoid the inability to fire last winter."

"That's good! Oh, by the way! Old Mao went to the south bank of the Liao River, and I transferred Zu Dashou to him. In addition, I assigned him an infantry regiment from Ao Canghai. He needs to gather the scattered villages there.

, and provide effective governance there.

I heard that your hometown is also on the south bank of the Liao River. News came from a few days ago that you can go back to your hometown and have a look." Before Li Xiao left, he handed over the full power of commanding the army to Sun Chengzong. I didn't expect this old guy to use it really well.

unambiguous.

"Ivory Village!" Li Xiao suddenly thought of the sunny hillside, where the bodies of his father, mother, and eldest sister were buried. I don't know what happened. Maybe the Tatars knew where they came from and went to dig up the grave.

Maybe.

"Yes! The land in southern Liaoning is fertile, and there is no shortage of water sources within the territory. If cultivated properly, it can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. The grain produced by hundreds of thousands of people every year can make our money easier."

"Mr. Sun, what you said is easy. Hundreds of thousands of people. Where do you want me to get those hundreds of thousands of people? To Shandong? No, Shen Guangzuo is the governor of Shandong now. He will go crazy if he does this. We need Shandong in the future.

There are still many places, and you absolutely cannot do this.”

"Haha! You just came back from the capital. Don't you know that the biggest problem plaguing the capital is the refugees? Those farmers who lost their land had to beg for a living. Although many were killed this time because of the beggar gang, there are still some

Large numbers of refugees are scattered throughout the suburbs of Beijing.

As long as you propose now that all these refugees should be resettled in Liaodong, I guess all the adults in the imperial court will definitely agree with them. The Beggar Gang has caused chaos in the capital over the years. This time, the Beggar Gang deserves its misfortune." Li Xiao

Sun Chengzong already knew about the affairs in the capital from the exchange of letters.

This time, Li Xiao used the trick of capturing the thief before the king, and killed Hong Qi first. He didn't want to cause too much turmoil, but he didn't expect that Hong Qi was not honest even before death, and indirectly killed the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty.

Tens of thousands of people were killed in one fell swoop, but to the huge Beidiao clan, tens of thousands of people was really not a big deal.

"You mean to write to the court to drive all the refugees to Liaodong?" Li Xiao thought about Wei Zhongxian's greedy old face and how many gifts he would have to give him for such a big thing.

"Don't worry, the imperial court will happily drive all the refugees to Liaodong. Without these bullies entrenched in the capital, the security of the capital will definitely be much better. At least there will be fewer kidnappings and petty thieves."

"Then you can make such a request to the court. I think you can ask Master Mao to go when delivering the letter. It is much more convenient for him to visit Wei Zhongxian than for me."
Chapter completed!