Chapter 770: The Future of the Ming Army and the Arrival of the Prairie Foxes

What rice? Some people say that the fat man is lying on the gun and wants to explode the monthly pass?

It makes me cry, Sir, I am the leader of the chubby world, everyone is comrade-in-arms!

Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, cough cough! Starting tomorrow, monthly tickets will be doubled within three days, don't forget!

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Wang Huan felt that his IQ had been declining recently, to the point of hallucinations. ~ novel,

Before Fang Xing set off, he asked him to spread the news that he had arrived at Xinghe Fort, and he did so, worrying that Fang Xing would be hunted down.

But when he saw the group of captives entering Xinghe Fort honestly, Wang Huan couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

"My lord, we have won a big victory!"

Yang Fuhong's flushed face made people think that this guy had gone on a trip.

Wang Huan saw the high morale of the Jubaoshan guards behind him, and saw that the battalion was full of wounded soldiers after the war, so he pulled Yang Fuhong over and asked, "All the doctors in the fort have been summoned. How many casualties are there?"

Yang Fuhong said in astonishment: "Five people died and more than 60 were injured."

"Are you out of your mind?!"

Wang Huan had already seen Fang Xing, he cursed, and then walked up to him with a smile.

"Uncle has worked hard. The subordinate officials have already prepared doctors, and the common people have summoned many of them. All the wounded have been handed over to the subordinate officials."

Fang Xing said in surprise: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, there are only a few dozen wounded, and Jubao Mountain Guard can take care of them by himself."

Wang Huanqiang smiled and didn't dare to ask any more questions. He just grabbed a hundred household official who followed Yang Fuhong and went to the corner.

"The casualties are really so small?"

Wang Huan didn't believe it, he knew the casualties of Zhu Di's personal conquest, and Xinghebao often clashed with the rangers of Arutai, and the casualty exchange ratio was almost one to one.

The Baihu official said with joy when he heard the words: "My lord, Jubao Mountain Guard is as easy as hunting a bird!"

"Xing Hebo's subordinates are really powerful. The two of them knocked off each other's whistle, and then the infantry sneaked in. My lord, you didn't see that row upon row of infantry, holding firecrackers and marching forward without a word. Looking at it from behind makes me feel horrified.

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Baihuguan recalled the scene of that night: "After opening the door, other people would probably have to be silent, but Kexing and Bo let people rush in... Tsk tsk! The volley of firecrackers was so powerful! Even the cannon It's useless! But the most powerful thing is not this..."

"What kind of tactics is that called, my lord, those sergeants formed a group of small flags and covered them one by one. It’s not Da Ming’s army, it’s worthy of being a Demon God!”

The Hundred Household Officer said with unsatisfactory expression: "My lord, if we can be this powerful, the rangers from Alutai will never dare to come and provoke us."

Wang Huan shook his head, and said disappointedly: "Jubao Mountain Guard is full of firearms, and Quan Daming only has one, and the Shenji Camp can't compare to it!"

The Baihu officer looked at the sergeant who was still entering the fort, and said enviously: "My lord, maybe in the future, Ming's army will be changed to this, and then we will sweep across the grasslands to see what alien races there are in the north!"

Wang Huan seemed to see the day when he was useless, and he said melancholy: "The people in the north are all barbarians. Back then, the Mongolian people fought along the way. I heard that they robbed a lot of gold and silver, but...we don't Know these firearms!"

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The result of this battle was brilliant, so the common people came to watch it one after another.

"Master, these are military households."

Xiaodao looked at those women with some envy.

Once the people of Ming Dynasty are selected, then you must marry a wife, and you can’t do it without marrying, otherwise, after you die, you will have to continue to select someone from your family to replace you.

Fang Xing took a sip of the mutton soup comfortably, feeling the heat return to his body.

"If your heart is moved, let the housekeeper find one for you when you go back."

Fang Jielun has been a bit keen on being a matchmaker recently, especially for those who are not married in the servants. He almost gives them the latest resources to choose from every now and then.

Xiaodao said with a bitter face: "But master, the butler only looks for those with big buttocks. He said that such a woman is Wangjia."

Fang Xing said in astonishment: "Isn't it good to have a big butt? A woman with a big butt can give birth easily and is blessed. Are you looking for someone who is dumb?"

The powerful daughter-in-law rule of big buttocks has been passed down to later generations, but in fact there is also a simple reason for it, it’s good to be pregnant!

These days, dystocia is almost synonymous with two deaths, at least women with big butts rarely encounter the threat of dystocia.

Xiaodao shook his head and said: "Stupid! I don't want it. Hua Niang said that she is a three-stick who can't beat a fart. It's not good to be a daughter-in-law. Boring can suffocate people to death!"

What the hell! This flower girl is really outspoken!

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Don't look at the vastness of the grassland, but when the rumors come together, the speed is really not slow.

The renovation of Xinghe Fort is in progress. For this reason, Fang Xing asked people to burn bricks, and ordered the captives to tear down the loose walls, and sent people to Xuanfu to ask for some supplies to rebuild Xinghe Fort.

The captives were honest, but that was in exchange for more than a dozen corpses outside the city.

Fang Xing had someone build a reclining chair and burn a charcoal stove, and sat on the top of the wall every day to oversee the work.

Opening the thermos cup and taking a sip of hot tea, Fang Xing felt a little silly for insisting on doing so.

"Underestimated the power of the cold wind!"

Fang Xing shrank his neck, got up and moved his body.

The grassland was still white in the early spring. Lin Qun'an and others went up to the top of the city, and when they saw Fang Xing's gesture of pointing the country, they joked, "Uncle, both civil and military, may there be poems for us to look up at this scene?" some time?"

Fang Xing's heart moved, he was about to plagiarize a song, but he changed his mind when he saw a row of black spots in the distance.

Seeing Fang Xing meditating, everyone looked forward to it.

Fang Xing slapped the bricks on the wall, and said with deep eyes: "The world is a generalization, and the well... is a hole."

Well!

Lin Qun'an saw that everyone's faces were twitching, so he said in a low voice: "Uncle's poetry is very profound, there must be some amazing words in the back, everyone just wait!"

The group of black spots slowly approached, Fang Xing saw the scouts monitoring the surroundings, so he said casually: "The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen."

Fang Xing turned around, looked at a group of stunned guys, and cursed: "I'm not a poet, I have no time to recite poems in front of the enemy, hurry up, someone is coming, keep an eye on it."

The scouts had already come in and reported: "Uncle, he is from Horqin, and he said he is here to discuss the conflict between the two sides on behalf of Alutai."

Fang Xing's eyes lit up, and he murmured, "How did these foxes come here so fast?"

Logically, the news had only been spread for less than ten days. Fang Xing originally estimated that the other party would arrive in half a month.

When a group of people passed through the city gate, the leading man glanced at the construction site.

"Report yourself!"

Xiaodao brought down the reclining chair, and Fang Xing sat on it, looking like a bandit blocking the way.

The leading man bowed and said, "I met Xing Hebo in Tashara in the lower Horqin tribe."

Fang Xing said lightly: "There are quite a few splits in Horqin, who are you representing?"

Tashara had a pair of sincere eyes, and he said in astonishment: "Of course it is the grand master. This trip is entrusted by the grand master to resolve the misunderstanding with Daming." Baidu search "", read the latest and most complete novels!