Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 607 Writing a Letter (Third Change)

The former leader of the Neikarka Communist Party, seeing the people who bullied him become He Jinzhao's captive, he smiled very happily.

The whole person has become younger in spirit and spirit.

Because he was forced to change his family in time, he happened to be on the side of the winner, and he still had a chance to get a bonus.

Even if it's just a little bit of interest showing through the fingers of Tian Khan He Jinzhao, Neikalkha may have a chance to rise again in the future.

As for the tribes and populations that Dagon Chubatulu had annexed before, it was designated that they would be completely divided up.

This is beyond doubt.

Even Horqin's co-owner Oba, the hardcore faction who surrendered to Daikin, had to pay a higher price to continue to live.

Zai Sai can be sure that Huang Taiji is fighting the Ming army at the Daling River, and he will not have the strength and energy to fight for the Mongolian right wing in a short time.

Unless he gave up the war against Ming.

But this is impossible!
In any case, Daming is the mortal enemy of Dajin, and there is no way to return to help.

On the grassland, it only takes a while for many tribes to disappear.

Zai Sai watched Dagon get out of Sbatulu's master, Mang Gurtai still stared at him, dying with regret, but unfortunately he had already passed away.

In the past, they hung the heads of Ming people and Mongols to show off their power. Never thought that their heads would also become a means for others to show off their power.

He Jinzhao stood on top of the chariot, held a waist knife, and tried his best to meet the swords of every soldier.

Hearing the cheers of the crowd, he also had a feeling in his heart that a man should be like this.

The psychological effect of winning a war is different!
"The post-Gold Tartars are nothing more than that."

He Jinchao put his sword back into its sheath again. Today's battle was the first time the two sides had fought each other, and it must have left a deep impression on Huang Taiji.

He looked around and saw all kinds of corpses on the battlefield in the distance. He let out a sigh of relief, and ordered people to dig a hole and bury them on the spot to avoid plague.

All the heads of the Jurchen Tartars were cut off, as well as the Mongols who had followed the Jurchen and died in battle, and they were going to pack them up and sell them to the officers and soldiers of Jizhen.

As for the heads of Manggurtai and some important generals, there is no rush to nitrate them first and then sell them after talking.

The head of an important general must play an important role.

If he didn't sell it for a good price, how could he be able to support his great reputation?
"Pass down my military order to reward the whole army for three days, you can drink, and then make plans."

He Jinzhao's order won another wave of cheers.

The winner must enjoy the treatment of the winner.

After returning to Pingquan Tucheng, He Jinchao took off his armor and went to visit the soldiers in the sick and wounded battalion.

The smell here is not good, the smell of blood, wine, garlic, and quicklime underfoot.

Li Shizhen's great-grandson, Li Qingli, was busy sewing catgut to the soldier's wound to stop the bleeding.

"Captain."

He Jinzhao looked at his wound and hummed: "How?"

"Should be able to save a few more people."

It is also the first time for Li Qingli to use catgut on a large scale, and he has never used it much before.

As for the stitched wound, it doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, the most important thing is to survive.

He Jinzhao glanced at the comatose soldier next to him. He had a palm cut off and burned it with a soldering iron. I hope there will be no infection.

It's a pity that the territory I rule now is not near the sea, otherwise I would have to give him the whole pirate hook to participate in the dividends of the sea profits.

Behind the victory also represents death and disability.

After He Jinzhao inspected the wounded and sick, he encouraged them. Even if they are disabled and cannot return to the army, we still need a lot of talents to manage the region, and there are plenty of jobs that can be done.

Many soldiers with minor injuries, such as those whose fingers were cut off, will no longer be able to hold a knife. Many disabled veterans in various villages and towns in Shanxi serve as village chiefs and town chiefs, and they can also train farmers and soldiers.

With these examples, they had nothing to doubt that He Jinzhao would not keep his promise.

It's just that you need to go to a military academy to study for a period of time, you have to know at least a thousand characters, and you can handle government affairs better.

The soldiers in the Wounded Battalion were easier to see than He Jinzhao. Everyone used to live worse than horses and oxen.

But He Jinzhao gave them a channel to save their lives and let him and their family live a good life. They were very lucky not to die immediately like others.

From now on, they will be able to live a good life, even if it is not as good as those soldiers who continue to do meritorious service, but it will still be better than the poor life of pigs and dogs before, I don't know how many times better.

As long as He Jinzhao's power is always there, they can continue to live their lives in peace.

Generally, not many soldiers died directly on the battlefield, and the number of disabled soldiers who died after the battle was about three or four times that of those who died directly.

With the current conditions of the field hospital, He Jinzhao could only do his best to reduce the probability of wounded soldiers dying after the war.

But in the end it won.

If they are defeated, no matter who they are, they will die, and even their family members will not be able to live a stable life.

So the Hammer Bandit soldiers gritted their teeth to withstand the attack of the Houjin Army, and slaughtered them all!

In the temporary mansion, He Jinzhao looked at the blank paper in front of him, thinking about how to write a letter to Huang Taiji.

After Gao Yigong came in, he said, "Captain, everything has been arranged."

"Ah."

He Jinzhao nodded slightly. Even if it was a three-day grand prize and a bonfire party, he still had to find someone to listen to the surrounding movements in rotation, so as not to be caught off guard.

"Brother-in-law, are you going to write a good news for your family?"

"Yes and no."

He Jinzhao did some calculations, his child should be born, he wanted to finish writing the letter to Huang Taiji, and then write a letter to his wife to relax his mind.

Gao Yigong tilted his head: "Could it be that you want to write a letter to Huang Taiji?"

"Yeah." He Jinzhao walked around with a brush in his hand, "I'm thinking about how to write a letter to him so that he can fear me.

He is Daming's anti-thief, and I am also Daming's anti-thief.

My purpose is not to want him to unify Mongolia, but I hope that Huang Taiji can fight with Chongzhen as hard as possible.

A lot of the imperial court's energy is involved in Liaodong and other places, and the easier it is for me to wait for the insurgents to make troubles in the Central Plains. "

Gao Yigong took advantage of the situation and sat aside, took a sip of tea: "Brother-in-law, it happened that you chopped off Mang Gurtai's head, how could Huang Taiji not be afraid of you?"

"Oh." He Jinzhao pointed at him: "Yes, I have made outstanding contributions to his centralization of power. No matter what, he has to say thank you to me!"

After He Jinzhao finished speaking, he randomly drew a picture on the simple map:

"Let the two captives of Subatulu and Oba go back, and tell them that if they want to redeem people, they will be exchanged with cattle and sheep according to the rules on the grassland, or I will cut off their heads and sell them to Ji Town Officer Army."

"clear."

Gao Yigong laughed twice, turned around and went out to write a letter to He Jinzhao in a quiet environment.

"My younger brother Huang Taiji, the two of us cooperated seamlessly. Today, you will get rid of a confidant, Mang Gurtai, and his second son. You can take care of his remaining son yourself."

(End of this chapter)