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With this in mind, he immediately ordered: "Early tomorrow morning, the armies of our two countries will march to Iron Mountain together to prepare for the Battle of Pi Island. I will completely solve the hidden dangers for you!"

If the Dajin army leaves, what will King Guanghae be most worried about is the Ming army on Pidao. Now that the Great Jin Kingdom was taking the lead in attacking those Ming armies, he naturally supported it extremely and quickly agreed happily.

Of course, he already knew this. Therefore, I have been prepared for it for a long time. When they controlled the entire eastern part of North Korea, they had already cooperated with Dai Jin to collect food and grass. Even if they scratched the ground, they must first meet Dai Jin's food needs and the logistical supplies required for this expedition. As for what will happen to North Korea after Daikin transports so much food, he doesn't care. After all, he thought he understood more deeply than before what it would take to secure this throne.

Early the next morning, on the river out to sea, a mighty warship covered the sky and sun, and headed out to sea. On the shore, groups of Jianlu cavalry were also riding on horseback, and the rumble of subway hooves was deafening. Groups of naked Korean civilians, under the supervision of the swords and guns of the Korean army and the Jianlu Infantry Army, tried their best to transport carts of grain and other supplies westward.

Under the banner of Huang Taiji, Lord Guanghai accompanied him in a warm car. At Huang Taiji's request, he must also accompany him. According to Huang Taiji, he wanted to go to Pi Island to see it with his own eyes.

At the same time, in Liaoyang City far away in Liaodong. In the square in front of the government office, the mountains of materials piled up in the past few days have been almost moved to two places. It is estimated that they will be moved in one more day, but there is still a lot in the remaining place. The crowd gathered in front of the pile of supplies, and it was time to start work for a new day.

When Gao Yingyuan and Han Wu appeared, the Han slaves and Koreans under them called Master Qianhu with gratitude on their faces. The two of them smiled and nodded, and began to make arrangements for the day.

On the other side, the real Qianhu also appeared, surrounded by his wounded soldiers. The Han slaves and Koreans who were assigned to him called him Lord Qianhu equally flatteringly. From the looks of it, he could be as respectful as he wanted. However, when the Qianhu passed by and no one saw them, their expressions seemed as if they wanted to eat the Qianhu.

Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, and everyone looked around and saw a Korean man falling to the ground beside the thousand households, lying there motionless.

A companion immediately went to help him, only to find that he was dead. When the Qianhu saw this, they waved their hands in disgust and shouted: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you carry him away? Let's start work immediately. If the construction period is delayed, let's see how I will deal with you!"

The wounded soldier under his command immediately raised the whip in his hand, whipped it in the air, and shouted loudly: "Did you hear what Mr. Qianhu said? If you don't move quickly, is your skin itchy?"

The Han slaves and Koreans did not dare to neglect and hurriedly carried the corpses on the ground. But at this moment, a Han slave could not stand and fell to the ground. Seeing Qianhu's vicious look, the Han slave who fell to the ground quickly begged: "Master Qianhu, please give me more food. I'm really hungry and have no strength!"

As soon as he heard this, Qianhu didn't even need to say anything. A wounded soldier stepped forward and whipped him. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "You are the only one who is hungry. The others are not hungry. You are too lazy to eat. You really deserve to be the master of Qianhu opening a charity hall!" "

The Han slave was already too hungry to stand, but now he was whipped and couldn't escape. Soon he was lying on the ground struggling, and he was about to die.

"Please, for the sake of all Han people, stop fighting!" Another Han slave, who might have a better relationship with the man on the ground, mustered up the courage to persuade him.

When the wounded soldier heard this, he gave him a whip and said: "You little slave, everyone is Han like you. I don't want to be Han. I don't want you to talk about Han again!"

For a moment, no one dared to speak out, and the man quickly begged for mercy, regretting that he should not have mentioned the word "Han". Now in this land of Liaodong, Han people have the lowest status!

"Bah!" Mr. Qianhu watched for a while, then spat and shouted, "Are you all working for me, just trying to get whipped for being lazy?"

When the Han slaves and Koreans heard this, they didn't dare to watch anymore and went to work quickly. When the Han slaves and Koreans from two other nearby places saw them, they couldn't help but secretly rejoice and went to work consciously. At the same time, they whispered to their familiar companions: "We have really accumulated good deeds in our last life. We met Han Qianhu. It’s not assigned there!”

"Yes, at least we, Han Qianhu, did not deduct our rations. Although we are still not full, we can always put some food on our stomachs!"

"Han Qianhu is also very kind to us. The wounded soldiers wanted to hit us, but he stopped them!"

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In addition, Gao Yingyuan's team was similar to Han Wu's team. They were all moving supplies consciously, and at the same time they were talking happily in a low voice, and they said the same words as Han Wu's team.

Gao Yingyuan and Han Wu stood together, watching their men working. The two looked at each other and smiled, which made people's hearts support!

The materials allocated to them by the Jianlu were not much to begin with, but as a result, the Qianhu over there deducted them so much that not only was their progress slow, but people died every day. In such a comparison, although the two of them did nothing, they immediately won the hearts of the people.

However, Han Wu was very cautious. Even so, he did not dare to reveal any information to a third party. Even when Gao Yingyuan showed some interest and thought that if he recruited more people, he would be much more powerful if he acted internally, he was severely criticized by Han Wu.

Without Mao Wenlong, there has long been no sign of the Ming army in Liaodong. At this time, if you try to win over those desperate people, not only will they not believe it, they may even take this as an opportunity to turn around and report to Jianlu like offering treasures.

"Fifth brother, His Majesty's decree is that tomorrow night will be the time of action. How do you think we can use these people?" Gao Yingyuan asked in a low voice when he saw that there was no one else around.

While pretending to be a supervisor, Han Wu watched the surroundings vigilantly and whispered: "There are still two places in the city that we have not been to. We will look for an opportunity to take pictures for the emperor later."

When it comes to taking pictures, he is curious about it and doesn't know what it is like. It's a pity that he doesn't have the blessing to see it.

Seeing Gao Yingyuan nod, he added in a low voice: "Ask them to move more flammable piles to those two places that are prone to fire, so that it will be easier to set fire back."

Gao Yingyuan listened to Han Wu and nodded immediately. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw several Jurchen Tatars walking out of the government office. He walked directly towards them without hesitation.

I still owe an update tomorrow