Liu Fuquan, who had only one ear, stood in front of a house, staring at the east coast officer opposite him with fierce look, wishing he could pounce on him and split the guy in half now. However, the remaining reason told him that he could not do this, otherwise even if he could successfully fight the seven or eight yellow-clothed thieves on the other side, he would probably be a consequence of disobeying military orders and engaging in military law when he returned.

However, Liu Fuquan, who was cut off half of his ears in the battle, hated the people of the East Coast at this time as unprecedented. If Chongnian had not been promoted to his immediate superior, he would not have come forward and exchanged prisoners with the yellow-clad thief envoy.

Yes, yes, Liu Fuquan was ordered to exchange prisoners with the East Coast people today. The exchange was in an abandoned mountain village in the southeast of Phoenix City that both sides had visited. The Qing army had about a hundred people, with more than one thousand prisoners, most of them were captured Korean soldiers, and a small number of them came from the East Coast direct troops such as the First Division of the Liaodong New Army.

It is worth mentioning that this is not the first time that both sides exchanged prisoners. Although there were many frictions and bumps in the previous few times, they were all completed. Both sides took back their captured soldiers, then went their separate ways and went back to their respective homes. Although the number of people exchanged this time was relatively large, there should be no trouble.

The village in front of me seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, the houses were tilted, the farmland was covered with weeds, and the northwest wind blew, bringing a faint barking of wolf in the wind, adding a bit of desolation, desolation and horror to this place. The Mongolian green horse, acting as a mount, sniffed behind Liu Fu's whole body, stretched his neck, and struggled to move his four hooves, as if he was a little afraid of the black water horses with high shoulders and strong shoulders on the opposite side, just like his somewhat fierce and cowardly master.

The person who came to contact Liu Fuquan was an East Coast officer who looked in his twenties. He was very young and covered with a coat of woolen texture. The coat was open, revealing the yellow military uniform inside. Perhaps because of the long journey, his face looked a little tired, but he was still in good spirits, especially his bright big eyes that contrasted the determination and courage of the young man. They were all those who had been on the battlefield for a few times. They had gone several times between life and death, so naturally they were not comparable to ordinary people.

There were several followers carrying big swords behind Liu Fu's body. When he saw the East Coast officer on the opposite side, he looked at him and waited casually. He immediately raised the blade in his hand and scared him: "What are you looking at? Do you believe it or not and chop you up?"

The young officer smiled disdainfully when he heard this, took out a small notebook from his arms, fell on the face of a yelling ruthless minion, and said, "You are too presumptuous! I am a lieutenant officer of the Army of the East Coast Republic of China. Your boss will treat me with courtesy when you see me. What are you?"

After the young officer said this, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. A minion behind Liu Fuquan stepped forward, picked up the small notebook on the ground, and respectfully handed it to Liu Fuquan. Liu Fuquan opened it patiently and saw it clearly stated: Cavalry Lieutenant Bei Zhensheng.

"Boy, you are too crazy. If it weren't for Shangguan Youling this time, I, Liu, would have left you, the dog head. It's getting late now, so let's finish it quickly." Liu Fuquan waved impatiently and said.

"It's just my wish." Bei Zhensheng responded loudly, then waved his hand, asking Xiong Hui and others behind him to come forward to hand over the prisoners.

Xiong Hui was wearing a big block, with the brim pressing down very low. Although few people on the other side probably knew him, he was surrendered from the Qing Dynasty. Xiong Hui was still a little embarrassed, so he did not intend to meet the other party for more time. He just counted the number of people with him and handed over the captives.

Since the Qing Dynasty brought thousands of prisoners, there were only about 200 people on the east coast, which was not very equal. Therefore, the East coast paid a lot of money to redeem everyone. Anyway, it was the money paid by the Korean Kingdom government (who made them too many captured people). It didn't matter. The money could not be eaten or drunk. For the Tatars in Liaodong, it was not very meaningful except for the military pay that had been owed for a long time.

The delivery between the two sides was not completed until two or three o'clock in the afternoon. The East Coast put down its property and disappeared into the mountain path with people. Liu Fuquan looked at their backs and spat fiercely, and ordered the pursuit to be pursued. After thinking about it, he still gave up. According to the unwritten rules between the two sides, the prisoners who were given the order could not fight at will within one day after the delivery of the prisoners was completed. Liu Fuquan had no courage to break this unspoken rule, so he could only swallow this breath and ordered his side to turn around and retreat, and returned to Phoenix City the next day to report to Chongnian.

Because of many years of military achievements, Chongnian, an unknown guy in history, has now climbed to the high position of the Eight Banners of Phoenix City. The general leader has more than 1,000 people in the Eight Banners of Manchus, Mongolians and Han people, more than 2,000 people in the Green Camp, and more than 2,000 new troops (including artillery teams and horse teams). He is very powerful, which makes Liu Fuquan, a guy who is still struggling in the Green Camp, envious: After all, he is a Manchu uncle, once he is appreciated by any noble person, how many levels he has been promoted is like a joke.

After seeing Liu Fuquan, Chongnian asked him in detail about the details of the process of exchanging prisoners. Finally, he sighed and said, "I'm afraid you will have to run again in a few days. Last night, a convoy was robbed by the yellow-clothed thief team in the mountains, and no one came back. You can take people to the Donggou Fort to communicate with the yellow-clothed thief people to see if anyone survived. If so, ask for the name and redeem it. This time, the ones who fell were all from the gate. Although the fight was not good, the family was in a corner, and I couldn't help but take care of it."

Liu Fuquan felt secretly happy when he heard this. He said that the second generation ancestors who came to the pass to grab the credit were ambushed by the yellow-clothed thieves team. Hehe, let your grandsons be careless and think that the yellow-clothed thieves were the Guanning army that was like the soft mud? However, Liu Fuquan felt something was wrong at this time. This yellow-clothed thief was good. He had been besieged by the army led by Prince Kang for three years. Kuandian County was almost broken. If you don’t rush to rectify the rear, where can you get the ability to harass and ambush? Could it be that new soldiers and horses have arrived?

"You are not in the city for a while and don't know what's going on outside. Before the army was completely withdrawn, the yellow-clothed thieves dispatched one or two thousand men to attack everywhere, killing my people, destroying my fields, and burning my village. It's not a question of the intention. I have also sent people to surround this yellow-clothed thief, but it's hard to find the traces. The march is very fast and I can't stop it head-on. It's hateful." Chongnian and Liu Fuquan are also old acquaintances, so there is no need to hide some things, so they briefly talk about the situation over the past few days, and there are a lot of helplessness in their words.

In fact, what he did not mention was that a green camp team with a size of about 500 people had blocked the East Coast army in the mountains. At that time, the East Coast army was only half (240 infantry companies in one company). As a result, these people dismounted and fought in the field, and used fierce platoon guns to kill the Qing army and ran away in a hurry. At that time, the two sides who suddenly encountered in the wild were only more than a hundred steps apart. The Qing army thought that they were outside the range of the East Coast people's muskets, and they thought they had a plan. As a result, the East Coast musketeers who were dismounted and shot into a hornet's nest, and they suddenly retreated.

The officer who fled back told Chongnian about this incident, but Chongnian thought it was a quibble, so he ordered the beheading on the spot. Then he asked the others below one by one, and everyone said it, and then realized that all this might be true! This perception was simply a bad news for Chongnian, a bad news that made him restless these days: When Zhenjiang Fort (i.e. Dandong County) was lost, the east coast army in blue clothes left a deep impression on the Qing army. Not only was the guns accurate, but the range of muskets was also long, and the guns bite flesh, which made people frightened. Fortunately, they disappeared for a long time, which greatly relieved the Qing army. Unexpectedly, after several years, they appeared again. Is the next step to attack Phoenix City directly?

In panic, Chongnian had no time to find someone to verify it. He immediately found two trustworthy old brothers and asked them to go to Shengjing immediately and report these situations to Prince Kang. He said that the "blue-clothed thief" was back and needed to be treated with caution. At the same time, he also reviewed the defense situation inside and outside Phoenix City overnight, inspected the troops and equipment of each battalion, and did not have much confidence in whether he could protect the city committee well.

Of course, he also knew that if the blue-clothed thief unit riding a horse moving in the mountains really came, although he was not very confident about whether he could defend the city, after all, there were 5,000 people here, and the food accumulated was enough to eat for more than half a year. If he was defending the city wall, it would be impossible to kill and kill the blue-clothed thief soldiers. After all, the battlefield changes rapidly and the situation is complicated. How could the enemy not pay the price?

What's more, the yellow-clad thieves should not be ready to conquer Phoenix City. Although they successfully defended Kuandian, Zhenjiang, Jiuliancheng and other places this time, the losses were also huge. Chongnian did not believe that they would be able to recover their strength in the short term. Since they could not recover their strength in the short term, how could they defend Phoenix City for a long time even if they paid the price of major casualties to conquer Phoenix City? In the end, they had to give up, so as not to stretch their front line too long, but their troops were seriously insufficient.

But then again, the current momentum of the yellow-clothed thieves is indeed impossible to suppress, and the officers and soldiers are highly motivated and their equipment is even more than seven or eight streets. This is a disadvantage. In many cases, they have to rely on large numbers of people and cannons in the city to offset the enemy's advantages. But this is not a solution, because this is equivalent to giving up all the villages in the wild to the yellow-clothed thieves. The future prospects are worrying. It is okay now, because the people on the east coast are still cramped on the banks of the Yalu River and have just been besieged for three years. The losses are huge and they are very embarrassed. They will not be able to push the reclaiming point to the hinterland for a while. But once they are relieved in the future and continue to open up new reclaiming points to the inland areas, their combat radius will become larger and larger, and sooner or later they can also cover Phoenix City, and then gather a large army in an open land to recover the place as their new advance base.

Chongnian understood this kind of "operation", Prince Kang of Shengjing understood, and Emperor Kangxi of Beijing naturally understood, but what's the use of this? The 10,000 or 20,000 elite troops drawn from various places fought for three years, but what was the result? He couldn't take the fortress guarded by the yellow-clad thieves! These yellow-clad thieves seemed to be overwhelmed by the riverside, and they could drive into the river water with more effort, but they just had the last breath and could not be defeated. In addition, the yellow-clad thieves used the cannons in the city to kill and injure many soldiers. They really couldn't steal chickens and lose rice.

The only result of the battle was probably to consume many veterans and food in the yellow-clad thieves, destroy their facilities, and delay their development for several years. But this is just a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause. As long as the yellow-clad thieves in Liaodong are not completely eliminated and allow them to take root there, the future of Liaodong will be bleak.

Thinking of this, Chongnian sighed heavily. He suddenly thought that the rumor that the court was going to hire a group of Franchise men in Haojingao to fight in Liaodong. I don’t know how this was going. Also, the navy of the court never developed. He built two Western sailboats and hid in Tibet and did not dare to show up. He even had to carry some food and food to Donggou Fort secretly. He thought about it and was really heartbroken.

Finally, Chongnian remembered the news he heard about the grassland: Yesen's descendant, Galdan, was wise and powerful, and won the victory in a series of internal struggles and fights. At present, the entire Wei Lat Mongolia has been basically integrated, and almost no tribe dared to publicly express his refusal, which made the Qing court uneasy.

What's more, there are rumors on the grassland that the people of the Junggar once appeared briefly in the Khalkha Mongolia area, and their traces were suspicious, which further deepened the doubts and tensions of the Qing court. In short, the Qing court, which has always regarded Mongolia as a very important person, has always claimed to be "Manchuria and Mongolia" to the outside world, had to withdraw a large part of its energy and devoted itself to the Mongolian grassland. On this vast land, they cannot afford to lose!

In this way, resources that can be effectively invested in Liaodong will inevitably become scarce. How can this not make people like Chongnian, who have been fighting in this white mountains and black waters all year round, feel scared? Think about it, in the future, when the yellow-clothed thieves are ready for war, gather a large army, and contact the Koreans to attack Phoenix City in large numbers, what will they use to stop them? I hope the court will mobilize the people of Zhili Province to transport supplies again, and then recruit warriors on the grassland to fight in Liaodong? No, it is impossible. Maybe the grassland has become a new battlefield by then!
Chapter completed!