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Chapter 248: State Monopoly Capitalism (Next


Chapter 248 State Monopoly Capitalism Next Things are so strange between people.

Some people have known each other for more than 20 years and still cannot become close friends.

Some people hit it off immediately and immediately regard each other as brothers.

This is the feeling that Zhao Pusheng and Ding Pulang give everyone.

After chatting for a few words, everyone present had a good impression of them, and their precautions were greatly reduced.

Although Chen Youliang gives everyone a rough impression, he can still be called a hero, and people cannot continue to reject him thousands of miles away with a cold face.

As a result, the atmosphere in the room quickly became lively.

You guys said something to me, and greeted the three of them without any hesitation.

By the way, they asked about the war in Jiangnan.

And the three brothers Zhao Pusheng did not hide anything.

No matter whether they won or lost a battle, as long as someone asked, they would tell you everything.

When talking about the excitement, he kept slapping his legs with his palms and sighed loudly: "In that battle, more than 23,400 of my brothers in red scarves were killed, and countless others were injured.

When collecting the corpses from our brothers after the war, Everyone’s hands were trembling, but when Master asked who would follow in the next battle, no one was willing to turn around and leave.”

"We are just a group of peasants.

These days, if you don't die on the battlefield, you will be forced to death by the dog officials and the Mongols.

It's still death, so it's better to die like a human being."

"Uncle Shi once ordered that when two armies join forces, if a hundred men attack, the centurion will stand at the front.

If a thousand men attack, the centurion will stand at the front.

If the whole army presses forward, he himself will stand in front of the team.

The front.

Therefore, in the past two years, although I, the Red Scarf, have suffered setbacks in Jiangnan, I have been able to quickly regroup and conquer the city again.

I have no other choice but to fear death."

"What a good man!

You are not afraid of death!"

Mao Gui, Zhu Chongba and others heard this and kept lapping their hands in admiration.

Unknowingly, my favorable impression of the entire southern red scarf group has been rising steadily.

Compared with the brutality of the Jiangnan battlefield, the battle of the Northern Red Turbans seemed much duller.

Especially after the Battle of Shahe this year, on the one hand, the main force of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty suffered a heavy setback, and it was difficult to recover in a short period of time.

On the other hand, due to the sudden appearance of artillery, the Yuan army was temporarily unable to adapt.

The Red Scarf Army almost showed an overwhelming advantage on the battlefield.

Even if they encountered famous generals like Timur Buhua and Polo Buhua, they were able to defeat them and never found any evenly matched opponents.

Zhu Bayi had always been concerned about food, so he sat with everyone for a while and saw that the time and atmosphere were about the same.

Then he raised the tea cup again and asked with a smile, "The three generals are absolutely right.

I, the Red Scarf, are just a group of people who were bullied by the government and the Mongols and rebelled against each other.

I am just a group of people who have been bullied by the government and the Mongols.

There is no difference at all between the North and the South in terms of life and wanting to live a personal life.”

"What the General Manager said is very true."

After hearing this, Chen Youliang knew that it was time to get to the point, and immediately responded loudly, "Of course all red scarfs in the world belong to the same family.

After reading the General Manager's appointment with Gaoyou, my uncle also expressed his deep approval. .

As soon as this agreement is made, not only will the Mongols be driven out, but if everyone follows the covenant, many disputes will be reduced in the world. " This has officially put the Huai'an Army on an equal footing with the entire Southern Red Turbans.

Hearing this, Lu Luzeng felt very comfortable.

After thinking for a while, he interjected: "Mr.

Peng is exaggerating.

This alliance was initiated by General Li of Suzhou, and my general manager is just following him.

We can talk about the details later.

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The three generals I have come all the way today, presumably on a mission, but I don’t know what Mr.

Peng has to teach us about the Huai’an Army.”

"I don't dare, I don't dare, the word "see you for advice" is too strong."

Chen Youliang's face was immediately filled with a smile, and he waved his hands carelessly: "It's just that our army has just taken over the sacred lands of Huichi and the two states. , the amount of grain seized amounted to millions of stones, but when my uncle heard that the traitor Zhang Mingjian burned down Yangzhou, he was worried that the people would have no rice to eat, so he specially sent me to wait across the river."

"The chief manager, don't listen to this man's nonsense."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhao Pusheng had already stood up and blocked Chen Youliang's back with his body, "This guy has worked in the yamen.

Bragging has become a habit.

Repent.

To be honest with the general manager, the last three generals came to ask for help from the general manager.

Please save me from the Eastern Route Army for the sake of the fact that we all belong to the Red Scarf lineage and are unwilling to be bullies."

After that, he bowed his head to the ground again.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhu Bayi was slightly startled when he heard this.

He stood up from behind the desk and walked quickly to Zhao Pusheng, holding his hands up.

"Is there anything Zhu can help with?"

, the general said straight away why there was a need to pay such a big gift to Zhu again."

"Please be sure to save my master, Chief Supervisor."

Zhao Pusheng was just pulled up here, and Ding Pulang was quickly bowed down over there.

He also bowed his head to the ground, and his voice was full of anxiety, "Master and Brother Zou.

He led the Eastern Route Army from Wuchang to Hangzhou.

For fourteen or five months, the brothers never had a chance to rest and recuperate.

The weapons and armor were in ruins and rotten, and they were no longer useful.

So since they met Dong Tuanxiao, they had been defeated in every battle.

There are several big cities, but the brothers don’t have the weapons at hand.

If you just rely on your blood to support them, sooner or later there will be a day when you can’t support them.”

"What's going on?

Didn't you say that we just captured Chizhou and Huizhou?"

"Yes, Mr.

Peng's attack was so sharp, how could he suddenly be in such an embarrassing situation?"

"No, this turn of events is too hasty."

Mao Gui and the others around him were stunned when they heard this, and they couldn't help but talk about it.

It is indeed a fact that everyone knows that the Southern Red Turban hits one place and loses another.

However, everyone cannot believe that the Eastern Route Army, the strongest among the Southern Red Turbans, is at the end of its rope.

After all, Monk Peng is also a veteran on the battlefield.

In terms of prestige and influence, he is still slightly above Liu Futong.

At first, Liu Futong was able to withstand Timur's 300,000-strong army with a group of ragtag troops.

Finally, when Sesame Li and other heroes arrived, they broke through the army.

No matter how bad Peng Yingyu is, there is no reason to be forced into a desperate situation by an unknown rat like Dong Juanxiao.

After hearing this, Chen Youliang's face immediately turned into a piece of pig liver.

Turning out from behind Zhao Pusheng, he also made a long bow to Zhu Chongjiu, and stammered: "Excuse me, General Manager, please forgive me, General Manager.

What I said just now is indeed a slap in the face.

At the moment, I East Route Army There is indeed a lot of captured food in his hands, but the weapons, bows, arrows, and armor are almost exhausted.

Only a dozen of the old brothers in the army are dead and injured, and they are unable to fight anymore.

Not enlisting in the army The half-year-old recruits, holding wooden sticks and iron rulers in their hands, were really unable to withstand the enemy's siege from all sides, especially Dong Tuanxiao, who originally wanted to cross the river by boat to find the general manager and die.

There's no way around here It took a month to reach the riverside.

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He didn't dare to stroke the general manager's beard anymore, so he turned around and headed towards us again, hoping to join forces with other thieves and generals to destroy our East Route Army so that Bo Luo could not do it.

Uncle and Nephew Hua regain their position" "Why are you related to my Huai'an Army again?

I dare to say that my general manager fought the battle neatly, but it turned out to be a mistake."

Chen Ji, who joined the army, listened to the side and couldn't help but frown slightly.

Just as he was about to come forward to refute a few words, he saw Zhao Pusheng pushing Chen Youliang away and said loudly: "The general manager doesn't know something, but Dong Tuanxiao also has a kind of artillery called a big gun in his hand.

Although the power is far away, It's not as good as the four-pound cannons that the general manager sold to our army before, but the number is at least twenty or thirty.

When our army confronts them, we suffer a big loss before the official battle."

"Some time ago, our Eastern Route Army was only allocated three artillery pieces purchased from the General Manager.

Each of the artillery pieces was blocked by one and ten, which was naturally very difficult."

Ding Pulang thought for a while and added loudly next to him, "And According to reports sent by the late general, Dong Tuanxiao’s artillery is He first sent someone to buy a counterfeit four-pound cannon somewhere in the north of the Yangtze River, and then gathered hundreds of craftsmen from the south of the Yangtze River to make copies. .

Don’t hesitate to do things without hesitation.”

"Not only cannons, but also the armor and weapons of the army are becoming more and more sophisticated."

After being interrupted twice by Zhao Pusheng, Chen Youliang finally learned to tell the truth, "And some local gentry, because they misbelieved the rumors, thought I was famous.

The Jin army will divide their land and property They have also formed their own local warriors to oppose our East Route Army at every step.

Therefore, every time our East Route Army takes a step forward, the number of enemies around us increases exponentially.

Although we can still keep Chizhou and Huizhou from losing.

If this goes on for a long time, I’m afraid I’ll be exhausted.”

"So when our master heard that General Manager Zhu had captured Yangzhou, he immediately sent our brothers to contact him.

He did not dare to ask General Manager Zhu to send troops to help, but he asked the General Manager to send more artillery, weapons and armor.

Our Eastern Route Army is willing to give you more artillery, weapons and armor.

The price is 30% higher than the previous price, and the grain is exchanged for weapons.

Please remember that for the sake of being a man of the Han family, Zhao Pusheng bowed deeply again with tears in his eyes.

"Please give me a helping hand, Chief Manager.

I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of dying in such a worthless way."

Ding Pulang also leaned down, with tears streaming down his face.

Only Chen Youliang still kept an absolutely calm mind at this moment.

While saluting Zhu Chongjiu, he continued to say in a broken voice, "Our army lacks weapons, but has plenty of food.

The general manager has more than enough weapons, but a huge gap in food.

It's not as good as that." " "Shut up!"

Zhao Pusheng couldn't bear it anymore, stepped on Chen Youliang's foot hard, and ordered in a low voice.

Immediately, another man bowed to the ground and said, "The General also knows that there are many difficulties on the General Manager's side.

But I only ask the General Manager to give me a fair chance to die in battle.

Don't let the brothers hold flesh and blood anymore."

If the General Manager agrees, he and all the brothers of the Eastern Route Army will wear a grass ring to repay the General Manager for his help even if they are under Jiuquan in the future. kindness" "General Manager, General Manager, please see that no one is willing to be a slave, please save me."

Ding Pulang choked and begged while wiping away tears.

"General Manager" All the people present here, except for an old man named Lu Luzeng, are all young men in their early twenties, and they are at the peak of their enthusiasm.

Hearing Zhao Pusheng and Ding Pulang's desolate words, they couldn't help but turn their heads to Zhu Bayi and ask for help with their eyes.

As for the precautionary words mentioned earlier, all of them have been forgotten

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