All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 24 You talk so lightly, it's hard for me to help you.

'How do I watch? I sit and watch.'

Although he was also born in Liaodong Town, Zhao Lujiao actually had a very bad relationship with Liaodong Town.

It can be said that they were squeezed out.

When pressed, he chose to support Chen Ran without hesitation, "Zihou's meaning is my meaning."

Having been an official for many years, he naturally knew clearly who were his own people.

You must know that at this time Chen Ran was still under the name of Jizhen.

As the commander-in-chief of Jizhen, he did not stand up for his own people, but went to speak for Liaodong Town. Who in Jizhen would obey him in the future?
The people of Liaodong Town became increasingly angry.

It's not that they don't dare to fight, it's simply because they have just suffered a great defeat and don't have the strength to fight.

More importantly, there is a lack of a leader to take charge.

He Kegang does not have such prestige to make all departments work together.

"Hey." In the silence, Cao Wenzhao laughed strangely, "How shameless."

Having said that, he turned his horse around and left, ignoring the angry looks of his colleagues.

His nephew Cao Bianjiao immediately led his troops and followed him away.

"Marshal, General Chen."

Wu Xiang, who looked a bit like Maitreya Buddha when he smiled, bowed with a smile and said, "If there is anything that is difficult to get rid of, I have some ways to get it. Just give me a call."

After saying this, he turned around and left with his troops.

Before leaving, Wu Sangui saluted Chen Ran from a distance.

Compared with the generals of Liaodong Town who were full of calculations and weighing of pros and cons, the young Wu Sangui was still full of passion at this time. He felt that Chen Ran was such a good fighter and was worth associating with.

Someone took the lead and gave the way out, and the rest of the generals followed suit, bowed hastily and left.

You were defeated and had to be rescued, so it doesn't make sense to steal their things.

Another thing is that we don’t have enough strength to defeat them now.

If I don't leave in this situation, am I going to stay and accept humiliation?

A line of subtitles appeared in front of Chen Ran.

'You defeated the Later Jin army, rewriting its history of wreaking havoc on the capital, and gained four points of historical deviation.'

The cold wind in the wilderness was growing stronger and stronger, rushing in through all parts of the clothes and armor.

Looking at the Liaozhen troops who were gathering the defeated soldiers and setting up camps a few miles away, Chen Ran turned to Zhao Lujiao and saluted, "General, please."

After entering the camp, each group looked for a place to stay for the night.

Chen Ran inspected each camp and repeatedly emphasized the many rules and regulations that had been enforced as early as the Santun Camp period.

Water must be boiled before drinking, and raw water is not allowed.

Lime powder should be sprinkled on toilets and other places. When treating the wounded, the wounds should be wiped with alcohol first, the bandages should be boiled in boiling water first, etc.

After finishing all these, the sky had already darkened.

Smoke rose from each camp, and countless large pots were set up in preparation for dinner.

When Zhao Lujiao returned to the big tent that Liu Youfu had found for him, he had been waiting for a long time.

"Marshal." Chen Ran's face was a little red from the cold wind. He rubbed his hands and asked, "What do the Jiannu mean? They left the camp behind when they left, and they didn't even set it on fire."

"What's the big deal?" Zhao Lujiao, who was sitting in Huang Taiji's previous position, stamped his feet and said, "They are scared."

"Huh?" Chen Ran was a little confused.

In his impression, the Jiannu army in history swept across the Ming Dynasty and was invincible.

They were extremely brave in battle, and sometimes only a few hundred people would dare to charge into a formation of tens of thousands.

The Jiannu, who were so brave in fighting, were now afraid in Zhao Lushi's mouth?

This was different from the description he had read in history books.

Zhao Lujiao admired Chen Ran very much and patiently explained to him, "They suffered a great defeat before, so their morale must be unstable, and the Mongols will also have other ideas. If our army pursues them with all their strength at this time, I am afraid it will be a great defeat."

"Leaving behind this camp, leaving behind so much wealth and food, so many old, weak, women and children, is to delay us so that they can stabilize the morale of the army and retreat."

"That slave chieftain, Huang Taiji, is ruthless and can accomplish great things."

After finding a chair to sit down, Chen Ran came back to his senses and said with a hint of helplessness, "Actually, I want to pursue her."

"Ha~~~"

Zhao Lujiao immediately laughed, "Everyone wants to chase, but there is nothing we can do."

"We have few cavalry and are not good at night battles. In addition, the slave chieftain played a beautiful counterattack before, and we are a little scared. Relying solely on cavalry pursuit will not be worth the loss."

After that, he waved his hand and said, "Come on, let's eat first and talk to you about something serious."

The servants came in one after another, brought the hot pot and placed it on the table.

"It's made of huanghuali wood." Chen Ran knocked on the table, making a metallic sound. "What a good thing. I don't know where it was stolen from."

The table is an octagonal table, and the hot pot was made by a blacksmith himself when Chen Ran was in Santunying.

A variety of meats, cabbage and seasonings are poured into the pot, the soup pot is boiling and the aroma is overflowing.

While waiting, Zhao Lujiao took the initiative to speak, "Brothers, let's settle accounts clearly. How do we divide the spoils from this old camp?"

Chen Ran picked up his chopsticks and fiddled with the soup pot, curiously asking, "How much was seized?"

"After a quick look, there are quite a few."

"The grain and cloth are piled up like mountains. I think there must be hundreds of thousands of stones or even hundreds of thousands of pieces." Zhao Lujiao thought for a while. "There is also a lot of gold and silver. The clerk in the army counted and found that the total amount of gold, silver and copper coins must be 600,000 or 700,000 taels. In addition, various antiques, calligraphy and paintings, valuable furniture, weapons and armor, silks and satins, porcelain and medicinal materials filled many tents. It is impossible to count them all at once."

"No wonder the people in Liaodong Town shamelessly want this Jiannu old camp." Chen Ran also laughed, "Money can attract people's attention." "I am also tempted." Zhao Lujiao expressed his sincere attitude, "You tell me how to divide it."

"You are the commander-in-chief." Chen Ran grabbed the wine pot and poured wine into the glass in front of him. "You have the final say."

Zhao Lujiao smiled and thought he was joking.

If you really think you are so great, you should pour yourself a glass of wine first.

Although Chen Ran's troops were still nominally under the name of Jizhen, he was too strong and good at fighting, and had made great military achievements.

More importantly, there are people in the court who are favored by the emperor.

Before that, he even captured Daishan, one of the slave chieftains, alive. If he were to be handed over to the emperor, the emperor would surely be very pleased, and his rapid rise to prominence is just around the corner.

If he really acted like a boss, thinking about how Chen Ran had treated Liao Zhen before, he would definitely treat him the same way.

"We'll split the food and cloth equally." Seeing Chen Ran drinking without saying anything, Zhao Lujiao picked up a piece of mutton with his chopsticks. "Gold, silver and copper coins, six for me and four for you?"

"Hey." Chen Ran chuckled and took a sip of wine. "The wind is really strong tonight."

"Then split it equally?"

"Not only is it windy, it's also quite cold."

Zhao Lujiao was silent for a moment. "You take six and I take four."

"The pot is boiling." Chen Ran stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the meat. "You're welcome, Marshal."

After eating a few chopsticks of mutton, Zhao Lujiao continued to talk, "As for the other things, I want to take more weapons and armor. As you know, my army is short of armor. I also want to take more antiques and calligraphy and paintings. Seeing that we have won a great victory, I want to ask the nobles in the court to help say some good things."

'Snapped. '

Chen Ran put down his chopsticks and said, "Marshal, you talk lightly, but you have so much, it's hard for me to help you."

This was said bluntly, but Zhao Lujiao accepted it.

The reason is simple. In the previous battle, it was Chen Ran's troops who defeated the three-flag Jiannu and achieved a great victory.

Just based on his own words, he would probably lose.

Zhao Lujiao simply put down his chopsticks and said, "How do you decide?"

"Marshal." Chen Ran tapped the table with his fingers. "Why didn't you tell me how many people there were?"

When the Jiannu people plundered, one of their important goals was to capture people.

Capture strong men and make them slaves, forcing them to work on the fields.

Capture beautiful women and take them back to abuse them as toys.

As for the elderly and the weak, they were basically all killed because they could not work and it was almost impossible for them to reach Liaodong alive, which was a pure waste of food.

When the Jiannu retreated, they took away the young and strong, but left behind the old, the weak, women and children.

Obviously, it was used to drag down the Ming army.

Zhao Lujiao was obviously stunned. He really didn't expect Chen Ran to value people.

"I heard there are some very pretty women there." He looked at Chen Ran curiously. "I haven't heard of them before. Do you like them?"

When he was in Santunying, many people wanted to marry their daughters to him, but unfortunately Chen Ran had no interest at all.

He was only thinking about getting his work done and returning home, so naturally he didn't want to leave his beloved children and worries behind in this world.

Because he rejected so many people, there were rumors that he was a homosexual.

"They are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty. How can we ignore them?" Chen Ran was too lazy to explain and directly spoke up, "How many of these people are there? How should we accommodate them?"

"About 10,000 or 20,000?" Zhao Rujiao said calmly, "Most of them are girls. We can just give them some food and send them back to their homes."

"Hey."

"It's freezing cold, and letting them go home is like asking them to die." Chen Ran took several deep breaths before calming down. "Besides, their homes were destroyed by the Jian Nu long ago, and their families were killed and abducted. Where should they go?"

Although I know that the officials of this era never treat the people as human beings.

But after experiencing it personally, he still felt uneasy.

Zhao Lujiao looked at him curiously. "What do you want? Just tell me directly."

"All the people belong to me. I'll take 70% of the food and cloth. You and I will split the gold, silver and copper coins equally. All the weapons, armor and other things are given to you. I want everything else!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Lujiao jumped up and said, "Don't go too far!"

The movement inside the tent attracted the servants outside, who rushed in one after another.

"Get out!" Zhao Lujiao shouted angrily and drove all the servants away.

"There are benefits for you." Chen Ran ate the hot pot leisurely. "I'll give you a share of the credit for capturing Daishan."

Zhao Lujiao's anger immediately dissipated.

He sat down again, reached out to pick up the wine jug and poured wine for Chen Ran. "Does it count as my arrest?"

"You haven't even drunk anything yet, how come you're drunk?"

Chen Ran sneered and said, "You have done a great job in commanding. I will ask Lord Zhou to do some work, which will be enough to confer you a title."

"Hehe." Zhao Lujiao laughed and picked up the wine glass. "Come on, drink."

When the wine was warm and the meat was fragrant, two lines of subtitles suddenly appeared in front of Chen Ran's eyes.

'Historical records: Yuan Chonghuan was imprisoned for his crimes and sentenced to death by slicing for treason.'

'Note: You can modify two of the words.'

Chen Ran's hand holding the wine glass suddenly tightened.

"Yuan Manzi is going to die?"

(End of this chapter)