Chapter 159: Huang Taiji Arrives (Silver Alliance Warm Yang 1314 Bonus Chapter)

「Cloudy temples and flower-like cheeks, golden hairpins; warm hibiscus curtains pass the spring night. 」

「Spring nights are short, the sun rises high; from now on the king skips court session. 」

In the Modern World, Lin Dao, yawning, was checking the company's goods manifest.

His mental state was poor, presenting an obvious posture of fatigue.

Like dual fatigue of mind and body caused by long-term labor and excessive staying up late.

In recent days, he had indeed worked a bit hard.

In the Chongzhen Spacetime, seven of the Qinhuai Eight Beauties had gathered.

After Lin Dao began spacetime travel, his physical quality gradually improved; every night he needed one more player for mahjong, opening a table to make up the number.

This wasn't the end; punching in at Yonghe Spacetime also couldn't mean just showing one's face and leaving.

Handling various affairs, occasionally staying overnight with Xie Daoyun and the others to study foreign languages.

These were all physical labor, consuming time and energy.

Under long-term high-intensity motion, Lin Dao could only run back to the Modern World as much as possible to hide and seek quiet.

Seeing on the goods manifest a batch of goods he was concerned about had arrived at Cang Ku.

Lin Dao, face showing joy, immediately rose to inspect them.

In a corner of Cang Ku, dozens of seamless steel pipes were stacked, with sufficient caliber and thick enough pipe walls.

On the goods manifest, this was a batch of seamless steel pipes exported to South Africa.

Ordinary and unremarkable, nothing worth paying attention to.

The only somewhat strange thing was that the caliber was too large and the pipe walls too thick.

And actually, the final destination of this batch of seamless steel pipes was Gongjiang Ying in Yonghe Spacetime.

Those craftsmen who were gradually becoming proficient would, according to the blueprints Lin Dao provided, turn these seamless steel pipes into smoothbore cannons!

The Tartar army was equipped with many firearms, including a large number of captured and self-made cannons.

In the past, Lin Dao's hundred-ton king charging on the battlefield, facing these cannons, also faced danger.

The Qing soldiers in film and television seemed to only know how to ride horses, fight, and shoot bows and arrows.

Made to seem like a nomadic people, as soon as they appeared there were large batches of cavalry.

However, the actual Qing Army's main war core was heavy infantry.

Especially before Entering the Pass, they were extensively equipped with various firearms, and the prevalence of their firearms was roughly comparable to the Ming Army.

Of course, most of these firearms were used by the Han Army.

To deal with the Tartars equipped with large numbers of firearms, Lin Dao chose magic against magic, firelocks and cannons to duel.

During the Yanzhou Battle before, Abatai brought only plundered soldiers and horses, not carrying those heavy cannons weighing several hundred or thousand jin at every turn.

Only some Tiger Crouching Cannons, firelocks, and such.

Their damage to the hundred-ton king with steel plates added was limited.

But next time, when the Tartars who had suffered a loss entered the Pass again, it wouldn't be simply coming to plunder; they would inevitably carry a large number of heavy cannons.

Lin Dao must prepare in advance.

Chongzhen Spacetime, Heilongjiang.

「These grain and cloth are bestowed upon you. 」

Huang Taiji, going on campaign while ill, smiled and greeted the Solon chieftains before him.

「The iron armor you like, the weapons and heavy bows you like, this Khan can all bestow. 」

「As long as you are willing to follow this Khan. 」

「This Khan will lead you southward, to the Han people's flowery world to live good days. 」

「Believe this Khan, good days will come. 」

The Solon chieftains, happily saluting, left the military tent.

Inside the great tent, the Eight Banners Meritorious Nobles had varied expressions.

Hao Ge, who couldn't hide things in his heart, immediately stepped forward to salute: 「Great Khan, we have already defeated these Solon people; why need we be so courteous to them? 」

Huang Taiji personally sent troops and defeated the Solon people in the Heilongjiang basin.

The Solon people were the Fish-skin Tartars.

They used salmon skin as clothing, hence the name Fish-skin Tartars.

Active between the White Mountains and Black Waters, with fierce personalities and extremely brave in combat, they were excellent soldier sources.

However, they were still in tribal mode, their organization could not compare with the Tartars, and they had been defeated by the Tartars several times.

And this time, Huang Taiji also completely subdued these Solon people.

From then on, these Solon people would become an important combat component of the Tartars.

Huang Taiji, with a splitting headache, felt his nose itch, and a warm stream flowed out.

He raised his head, using a handkerchief to plug his nostrils.

Not wanting to respond to Hao Ge, this son was stupid, not like his own son.

If Great Jin were handed to him, he would truly be played to death by others without even knowing how he died.

Yue Tuo spoke up to explain: 「Grand Beile, the Solon people are good at war; they are an excellent soldier source supplement for our Great Jin. 」

「After pacifying them, from then on, Great Jin's Northern Regions will no longer be harassed. 」

「It's just spending some money, grain, and goods, that's all. 」

「What Yue Tuo said is right. 」Huang Taiji opened his eyes: 「Just like those soldiers and horses of the Ming Nation. 」

「Those who can be bought with money and grain are better than fighting directly on the battlefield. 」

Hao Ge muttered: 「Last time Entering the Pass we didn't grab anything, and so many people died; we also have no surplus grain left. 」

The great tent fell silent.

The total annihilation of Abatai's entire army brought extremely serious consequences to Later Jin.

It even shook the prestige Huang Taiji had built up through hard-fought battles.

There was no way around it; Later Jin had so few people to begin with, and losing nearly twenty thousand at once meant almost every household was in mourning, with resentment running too high.

No one else dared mention this in front of Huang Taiji; only the brainless Hao Ge dared speak up.

After a moment of silence, Huang Taiji, eyes closed, spoke slowly, "Has the Shishi from the King of Korea arrived yet?"

"They should arrive within these few days."

Yue Tuo understood the Great Khan's intentions.

First secure the Northern Regions, then stabilize Korea to the east.

After that, connect with and recruit the Mongol tribes to the west, and then we can march southward.

If we don't retrieve the lost face, the Great Khan cannot rest easy.

He added, "The Khorchin and others have all been notified; once the Korean Shishi leaves, they will arrive just in time to discuss major matters."

"Good."

Huang Taiji looked at Yue Tuo, his eyes full of appreciation.

If only my own son had this kind of mind and vision.

"Conscript all Solon men and return to Shenyang."

July brings scorching heat.

As a famous furnace city, Jinling City was unbearably hot.

In such scorching weather, Lin Dao nonetheless came to Bian Village outside the city under the blazing sun.

"The summer grain harvest is coming soon."

Looking at the wheat ears swaying in the wind in the fields, Lin Dao's face was full of smiles.

He was genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.

Finally, he no longer had to spend huge amounts of grain every day.

Two different worlds were both about to start harvesting summer grain.

Large quantities of grains and legumes were about to fill the granaries, and Lin Dao could finally free up his hands to reduce grain imports from the Modern World.

Grain imports had consumed too much of his funds, putting him under immense pressure.

Fortunately, he had finally held on; next came the joy of a bountiful harvest.

"Military families' fields are tax-exempt," Lin Dao instructed the Scribes. "After collecting the grain, arrange people to go to the countryside to purchase surplus grain."

"The price is fixed; not a single Qian may be increased or decreased."

"Military family farmers may sell as much as they wish; absolutely no forced distribution or forced buying and selling is allowed."

"Anyone who violates this will be punished by military law."

Military law is always the simplest law.

Either you get beaten, or you get killed!

If you violate military law, no one will reason with you; there is only beating and killing.

Mounting his horse and returning to Jinling City, Lin Dao was already drenched in sweat.

It was simply too hot here in Jinling.

The door to the room in the back garden Flower Hall was shut tight; just coming to the doorway, one could hear the clattering sound of shuffling tiles from inside.

Pushing the door open, what met his eyes were two Mahjong tables.

Lin Dao found the leaf cards they had played before boring, so he bought two sets of Mahjong from the Modern World.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yuanyuan had quite a head for business.

She found craftsmen to copy the design, and they sold extremely well inside and outside Jinling City.

"Hoo~~~"

Feeling the coolness from the Air Conditioner, Lin Dao closed his eyes and comfortably took off his clothes.

The Floor-standing Air Conditioner was also purchased from the Modern World; behind the Flower Hall was a remodeled room where a Diesel Generator was working hard.

The women stood up one after another and gathered around to help Lin Dao change clothes.

"Master," said the petite Bian Sai, tiptoeing to remove Lin Dao's Stab-proof Vest, "It's so hot, why wear so much?"

Lin Dao couldn't say safety first, as it would ruin his image.

Waving his hand, he took the Silk Robe Liu Rushi handed him and put it on, then stepped forward, picked up a watermelon from the basin of crushed ice on the table, and started gnawing on it.

Eating watermelon in an air-conditioned room was definitely the most comfortable way to cool off in the height of summer.

After eating two slices of watermelon, Lin Dao wiped his mouth and prepared to leave.

"Master~~~"

Li Xiangjun and the others stepped forward to grab him, "We're one short for three, give us a hand."

Three people can play, but it's definitely not as fun as four.

"Let's make it clear first."

Lin Dao, with a serious expression, instructed them, "This time we're playing for silver; no counting rounds."

He had been cheated before.

The three women teamed up to set a trap, causing him to lose dozens of times.

And it had to be completed within ten days.

It was really too exhausting!

Surrounded by beauties, eating iced watermelon and building the Great Wall.

Lin Dao, in an excellent mood, found his touch becoming smooth as well, fucking the three girls until they squealed in chaotic cries.

"Master~~~"

A maid's shouting voice transmitted from outside the door.

Dong Xiaowan stepped forward to open the door; a maid entered and saluted, "There is an urgent matter to report in the front courtyard."

Lin Dao knitted his brows, rose, and went to the front courtyard.

The Ming Dynasty is a paradise of male authority.

The rear courtyard is the male master's private domain.

Apart from the male master, outside men and even manservants are not permitted to enter within.

Arriving at the front courtyard, a bodyguard presented a letter.

This is an urgent letter sent back by the spies arranged to go to the Northern Regions.

'On the third day of the seventh month, Huang Taiji mobilized the entire army, personally leading the Later Jin and Mongol Tribes allied forces, breaking through Xifengkou and entering the pass!'

Putting away the letter, Lin Dao calmed his breath.

"A man already as good as dead, why struggle so hard."

"Rushing to harvest the summer grain and enter the pass, this is coming to live off the land."

Striding out of the residence, mounting his horse, he galloped away amid the cluster of bodyguards.

Leisure time ends; now war preparations must begin.

Everything else can be set aside for the moment; upon seeing Tartars, one must go fight!

Batch after batch of fast horses rushed to various places.

Horn signals rose and fell in succession.

Soldiers on leave to return home and harvest summer grain packed their belongings one after another and rushed to their respective garrisons.

Garrison troops from various prefectures were drawn and concentrated.

Looking down from high above, one saw only long dragons, winding and rushing toward Jinling City beneath the scorching sun.

Huang Taiji carried out an extremely thorough mobilization.

Nearly all men of fighting age were brought into the pass.

Counting the Mongol Tribes' cannon fodder, they claimed a Ten Thousand Army.

Lin Dao has always respected his opponents.

You field ten thousand, then I will also field ten thousand!

Not showing weakness, and not taking advantage of you either.

"This battle must thoroughly break the Tartars' spine!"

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