And the result was much better than Chongzhen expected. The Ming army not only defended the Xia Town defense line, but even won an unprecedented victory.

As for Jiannu's second wave of attacks, it will definitely not come so quickly.

It is not that easy for Dorgon to twist the Eight Banners into Manchuria. At least he must first bring Shunzhi who stayed in Shengjing and hundreds of thousands of slave-building children and slaves into the pass.

It is already early July, and the autumn grain harvest is about to begin.

Therefore, the Jiannu slaves outside the customs will definitely wait until after the autumn harvest to enter the customs.

This means that the establishment of slaves will not be possible to use large-scale military force outside the country until October at the earliest. This time point is basically the same as in history.

So he still has three months.

Three months is not a long time, but it is not a short time either.

Enough for him to do something, at least to alleviate the financial crisis first.

Zhu Cijiong asked: "Is it for your father to go back to Nanjing to raise money?"

"Yes, raise the pay." Chongzhen said helplessly, "You have also seen that the reward plus military pay will cost 600,000 taels for the border troops in the ten towns of Xia Town!"

Sun Xiangxian plucked up the courage and said, "Long live my Lord, can I say a few words?"

"You?" Chongzhen looked at Sun Xiangxian with a half-smile, "What do you want to say?"

Sun Xiangxian felt a little regretful, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "As the old saying goes, if you give more to the border troops, it may not be a good thing to reward the border troops too much."

"Eunuch Sun, are you teaching me how to do things? Om?"

Chongzhen smiled more and more kindly, but his tone became cold.

"Long live the Lord." Sun Xiangxian was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud.
Chapter completed!