Emperor Ming Dynasty

"shoot--"

The Saurons climbing up like apes, or other savage tribe soldiers came to the top of the city with grim faces, but they were shot down neatly by crossbow arrows.

A hasty night raid left hundreds of corpses behind.

Jia Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, staying up in the middle of the night and engaging in night raids is really taking the wrong medicine."

The use of firearms is extremely restricted at night, and due to the strong wind, dryness and cold, it is difficult to start a fire, not to mention that it is even difficult to keep a fire.

So in these days, the Qing army mostly focused on night raids, and especially liked to send ape-like soldiers to the wall in a sneaky way to act as the first climber.

Adapting to the climate of Liaodong, not afraid of the severe cold, and even climbing under such difficult conditions, such bravery greatly shocked the Ming army.

"Send a sentry post, continue to stand guard!"

Jia Yan felt the pain in his bones, gritted his teeth and ordered.

"Guerrilla, we're running out of wine."

At this time, the clerk in charge of the luggage ran over and muttered, "If you win today, don't use the celebration wine."

"How can this work? If there is no wine, the boys will not last long."

Jia Yan shook his head like a rattle.

In northern Liaoning, besides meat, the only thing the soldiers relied on for support was wine.

It can not only warm up the body, but also a good drink, which can make the soldiers forget their fatigue and continue to persevere.

The guards are always on hand. Without wine to warm up, standing guard is no less than suffering, and they have no energy.

"Take a few altars from me." Jia Yan's throat twitched, and he said while suppressing the pain in his heart. It was like killing him.

"That won't last for a few days, you still have to go to Shenyang to get it!"

"I see!"

Waving his hand, Jia Yan reluctantly left.

The next day, he went to a nearby castle early in the morning to find his future son and daughter, family history Jinbao.

"As long as one hundred altars, it won't be gone, right?"

"Eighty, the lowest..."

"Thirty, just make do with it, are you really going to spoil them?"

What Shi Jinbao said left Jia Yan speechless.

In normal times, it’s okay to drink less alcohol, but this is on the battlefield, and a little negligence can kill people.

Without this group of soldiers who risked their lives, how can he build meritorious deeds?

After returning to the castle, Jia Yan didn't stop for a moment, sending messages to ask for more drinks, and usually took his brothers to hunt and eat some meat to replenish his body.

Liaobei is good at this point, there is no shortage of meat, and after a snowfall, there are silly roe deer everywhere.

Shenyang.

After the recovery of Liaodong, preparations for the establishment of Liaodong Province were put on the agenda.

The Liaoxi Corridor, a land boundary from Shanhaiguan to Guangning, is narrow and long, and is an important passage for entering the customs, so Jinzhou Mansion was directly established.

Its land boundary basically followed the plan of the Qing Dynasty, and the government was in Jin County.

It governs four counties including Ningyuan County, Jin County, Yizhou County and Guangning County.

Due to years of reproduction, Jinzhou Prefecture has a population of nearly 500,000 and an extremely vast area, almost the same as Fengyang, which was not dismantled in the past.

Now it is temporarily under the direct administration of the imperial court. Whether it will be returned to Liaodong or Hebei Province is still uncertain.

After all, its location is sensitive and it is related to the stability of the capital.

In Liaodong Province, the old name was changed, and the provincial government was in Shenyang.

Its lands were successively transformed into Shenyang Prefecture, Jinzhou Prefecture (Lvda area), Gaizhou Prefecture, Haizhou Prefecture, Liaoyang Prefecture, Dingliao Prefecture, and the northernmost Tieling Prefecture.

The land of the seven prefectures has a total population of about one million. Although it is a little thin, it has a bright future in the future.

After all, there will be a large number of immigrants in the future, and we will set up a shelf in advance to accept these people.

According to the cabinet's discussion, with the help of the Bohai Sea, millions of people can be relocated from Shandong to enrich Liaodong.

However, for the trio of Chen Yongfu, Li Jizu, and Wu Sangui, the most important thing at present is to ensure the production of drinks.

Despite adequate preparations, the drinks were unexpected and more important than imagined.

"As soon as possible, let the imperial court deliver some food to make wine, otherwise it will be difficult when the Bohai Sea freezes."

"Alcohol must be controlled. If this continues, the Beijing camp will be abolished."

Chen Yongfu sighed, feeling a little helpless.

These days, there are countless notes begging for alcohol, and almost all the soldiers in the army have become alcoholics. If it weren't for the military judge watching over him, he would have given up alcohol a long time ago.

Drinking delays things, but lack of alcohol affects morale.

It was hard for him to imagine that when these Beijing soldiers returned to Beijing, they would all turn into a bunch of drunkards. What would he do then?

The emperor's reproach and the cabinet's nagging were enough to give him a headache.

Li Jizu took it easy, and said, "The soldiers are already suffering, if there is no wine, I'm afraid they will rebel."

"Since the establishment of the Dasan Pass army, I have never heard of any soldiers coming in disorderly. When the news reaches Beijing, we will all be in trouble."

Wu Sangui's face twitched a few times, feeling that he was also implicated.

At this moment, he noticed the gazes of the two, and could only helplessly say: "Alcohol is a must, otherwise we won't be able to survive this winter, but if we drink too much, the war will be delayed. The Kaiyuan area has been very busy recently."

"Then control the alcohol to the point where it doesn't affect the battle." Chen Yongfu said firmly, obviously brewing for a long time.

"As for the war on open source, it's nothing to worry about."

"There are nearly [-] people guarding the place, and the Qing Dynasty just wanted to make a dying struggle while taking advantage of the time."

After these words, the two nodded their heads in agreement.

In fact, the grasshoppers after autumn were not as simple as imagined, they jumped very violently.

It turned out that the siege was just an illusion, they were just slamming east and west, the main purpose was to plunder food and grass, attack the transport convoy, and obtain supplies by surprise.

After succeeding a few times, the Ming army immediately added manpower to guard against death, and the Qing army had no choice but to give up.

As soon as the beaming Qing army returned to Jilin City, they received an angry rebuke from the regent Dorgon.

It turned out that this sneak attack was a battle commanded by Azig after Dorgon became seriously ill and fainted.

Azig sits in Changtu, guarding the southern gate, and has many elite soldiers under him.

Although Jilin City has been under construction for several years now, the large number of people moved in in a short period of time is enough to overwhelm this small place.

So Azig wanted to establish his prestige, so as to prepare for a better successor to Dorgon.

When Dorgon found out about this, he scolded more than ever: "The [-] shi military rations are stolen, which looks very good, but it has exposed our reality."

"The Ming army must have guessed that our supplies are insufficient and it is difficult to pay for them, so they robbed food."

Azigeyou refused to accept it and said: "Nowadays there is a shortage of food, Jilin has so many mouths, grabbing it can save a lot of children."

"Greed for small profits, don't care about the general situation, you bastard, get out—"

Dorgon was furious.