Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

The doorman called out loudly outside, and several people stopped discussing and sat upright on their chairs. A scholar wearing a patched cotton jacket slowly walked into the room and bowed to them. "Hello, everyone. I am Han Jijiu, and I am here to answer your questions."

Volume 152: Chapter Chapter , Year

"This is what you are doing?"

Jiang Han, who was processing official documents in his room, suddenly received a report from the stewards asking for a meeting. After agreeing, he saw Steward Zhang leading in a young man.

"Mr. Zhang, I remember your son didn't look like this. Is this your son-in-law, or... your daughter-in-law?"

"Hey, boss, please stop joking with me."

Manager Zhang was deeply touched by his boss's eccentric personality. This boss was good in every way except that he often said strange things that made people laugh and cry.

"It's the boss. I took the initiative to organize a question-and-answer activity. This is the specific situation."

Manager Zhang told Jiang Han about his ideas and the development of the matter. Jiang Han listened quietly and nodded encouragingly, encouraging the other party to continue.

These managers who have climbed up from the bottom are not very clear about how to report their work and have certain difficulties in expressing themselves, so Jiang Han tries his best to give them positive feedback to cultivate their communication awareness.

"I see. I understand now. Thank you for thinking of me during the New Year. It's really hard work for you to do this."

"No, no, it's not hard, it's not hard, this is not, this is not.... What is it called, serving the people"

After living for most of his life, it was the first time that Manager Zhang felt that he could be praised and encouraged for his work from Jiang Han. For an old man who had been fighting against negative emotions all his life, he was really defenseless in the face of such positive encouragement.

"So, this is the person you selected who has excellent answers?"

Jiang Han turned his gaze towards the young man who was brought in. Yes, this person was none other than Han Jijiu, who was now looking around and observing.

Why, he was wondering, why did the room become so warm?

Jiang Han: "It's the heater, I installed the heater!"

The furniture from the humanoid dormitory is very useful. After initially solving the energy problem, Jiang Han was able to place a lot of small furniture in his room that could greatly improve his quality of life. These things are not very convenient to popularize at present. After all, he only has one copy.

Hearing Jiang Han's question, Han Jijiu quickly came back to his senses and bowed deeply. He didn't know why, but although he was just the owner of a farm, the demeanor of the person in front of him was so amazing that he couldn't help but become respectful.

"Greetings to the host, I am Han Jijiu"

"Yes, Boss, this person has gone beyond the framework of the previous topic and proposed a set of solutions. In our opinion, he is a very suitable talent, but we are not sure whether his measures are suitable. It still depends on you to judge, so we brought him here for you to take a look."

"Okay, fine, no problem. By the way, have you given them the prize you promised them?"

Jiang Han suddenly remembered this setting.

"Oh, I haven't had time to give it to you yet. I was so focused on my business that I forgot about it."

"Then let's take the prize back to the person first. Since they have passed, and it's Chinese New Year, let them have a good New Year and go with their families. As for the arrangements, we can talk about it later, okay?"

"I didn't expect this. I really shouldn't have done that. It's really wrong. We should talk about it after the New Year. Come on, little brother, please follow me."

"Eh? This..."

Jiang Han's behavior surprised Han Jijiu, but also warmed his heart. He came out this time just to earn the writing fee so that he could buy some meat for his family and have a good New Year. Jiang Han's words undoubtedly gave him a lot of warmth, but on the other hand, he felt a little embarrassed because his own value was not shown at all. He felt a little uncomfortable about taking this thing.

"It's okay. This is a quiz with prizes. You have met the conditions for winning the prize, so it is only natural that you get the prize. Take it first and go back to reunite with your family. After the New Year, if you are interested, you can come to me and we can talk about your policy paper."

As if seeing through his hesitation, Jiang Han quickly spoke up and gave him a way out.

"Hey, hey, okay, then, thank you very much, Master."

The worries in his heart were easily resolved, which made Han Jijiu feel as if everything was seen through by the person in front of him. This surprised him, but at the same time, the unfulfilled anger in his heart made him more determined to show Jiang Han what he had learned and thought. If someone treats me as a national hero, I will repay him with a national hero. This master treated me so sincerely without even knowing his own strategy, and he soothed my heart with words. He is such a kind-hearted person, so what if I give my life to him?

Jiang Han didn't know that the young man in front of him had completed his self-strategy in such a short time. His idea was just to allow more people to reunite and celebrate the New Year well during this Spring Festival. If he hadn't seen it, it would have been fine. But when Jiang Han saw it, he couldn't help but want to help.

He was quite surprised that without him taking any action, these managers organized a talent selection activity that looked quite decent and actually selected someone. This would undoubtedly be very helpful for his next plan, but at the moment, he didn't want to think about so many things.

"Go back quickly and give my best wishes to your family."

Han Jijiu was taken out by Manager Zhang to exchange his share of rice, flour, meat and silver. Jiang Han's room returned to silence.

Exhaling lightly, Jiang Han slowly stood up: "It's the New Year..."

The village was filled with joy and every family had a smile on their face. This was a rare year of abundance. Every family had surplus food and new clothes. The atmosphere of the New Year in the village was much stronger.

Looking at this happy scene, Jiang Han had mixed feelings in his heart, and it was hard to describe the feelings in his heart. He originally had a happy family. His father was a worker, but later he was laid off and ran a small business at home. His mother was a teacher, teaching every day and could not come home until very late.

My father likes to raise all kinds of small animals, such as cats and dogs, birds, crickets, goldfish and so on. In addition to living things, there are also many flowers and plants. For example, the pot of Clivia at home has been raised by my father for more than ten years, but it has never bloomed.

I don't know, has it bloomed this year?

My mother likes music and loves to listen to all kinds of old songs and symphonies. The family used to have a large speaker that was specifically used to play songs on tapes. Later, in order to raise money for Jiang Han's college tuition, the old speaker was sold by my mother. Jiang Han later worked part-time at the university and bought a record player for my mother. Of course, it was the cheapest one. My father said that my mother loved it so much that she didn't allow anyone in the family to touch it and she had to wipe it several times a day.

Will my mother still listen to her most familiar songs during this Chinese New Year?

When I was in Yangzhou hundreds of years ago and looked up at the bright moon, was it the same moon that the two old men saw hundreds of years later? Could I ever go back?

There was no answer in Jiang Han’s heart.

I checked the backend data online today, and it seems that the subscriptions have been reduced by more than half. I don't know where I wrote it wrong, I have to study it carefully, I'm so distressed, does anyone have any head pigs?

Volume 153: Chapter Chapter : Jinan City Rescue Operation

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the city of Jinan is still united in the physical sense.

Although we have to let the other party go, we can't let him go too easily, as this will not be good news for property plundering and personnel transfer.

Chaos has become the main word of this city.

Due to the successful fighting of the humanoids, the Qing army in the entire city was in a rather blind and confused state about the battle situation, and in this atmosphere many surrendered Han Qing army members started to fight directly. These people's fighting will was not as strong as the upright old Liaodong Zhengqi people. In addition, the current situation in Jinan city was too dazzling, and it would be a shame to their youth and their families if they didn't go shopping for free.

A large number of soldiers broke into people's homes, sneaked into houses they saw, robbed treasures they saw, and took girls they saw...Among them, there were also many local criminals in Jinan who took advantage of the situation and joined the zero-yuan shopping army, adding fuel to the already corrupt situation.

Of course, when the country was in danger, there were still many generous people who stepped forward to help their neighbors and fight against the Qing army, using their three-foot swords to fight against these brutal Tartars.

It was precisely this chaotic state that provided these people with the stage to perform. Many martial artists were fighting against the Tartars in the city. The city of Jinan turned into a fish pond after being rolled over by catfish, and it was extremely turbid.

"Why did you have to save prostitutes when there were so many people you could save?"

In the streets, AK12 and 45 formed a two-person team and walked quickly towards the Rouge Shop in the city.

"According to traditional psychological analysis, these people are at the bottom of society and are the main targets of exploitation. They are as miserable as those poor farmers. These people are more likely to be won over, and they have a stronger desire to change their own destiny. Naturally, their priority for rescue is higher."

"What if we analyze it according to the commander's psychology?"

"There are so many miserable beautiful girls. Save as many as you can."

"As expected of you, Commander. LSP"

"Hey, hey, hey, I might have heard it. I'm rescuing a fallen woman. What's the point of LSP or not? You're making it up. It's slander!"

Jiang Han, who had been listening to the conversation, was unhappy. How could you continue to destroy my personal image?

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, I completely believe what you said, Commander. I guess such a serious commander must be eight hundred meters away from LTLX now, not touching her at all, and his hands are quite obedient, right?

45's question hits the nail on the head.

Ah this...

Jiang Han silently withdrew his hand from LTLX's thigh.

"I'm not saying this because the weather is too cold. I'm worried that our LTLX thighs might get cold."

"Well, I believe it..."

"Let's not talk about that. Because of your excellent actions, I got a lot of resources this time. I can just give you a big guy. It will definitely be very helpful to your current battle situation."

"Then I'll look forward to it. I hope the big guys you came to support me can really help.

"

As they were talking, the two arrived at the place.

Yanzhifang is a place where scholars in Jinan city seek pleasure. As for what it does specifically, I can only say that those who understand will understand, and those who don’t understand won’t understand even if I explain it.

When the city fell, the fate of the people here was almost certain. These people might be engaged in the flesh trade, but if you let them be humiliated by the Jian slaves, it would be more painful than death.

As soon as the city was broken, many people with strong personalities planned to commit suicide by taking poison. As the situation in the city continued to deteriorate, the Yanzhifang, a den of brothel, became the first choice for Qing army soldiers and many evil people.

Here, you can rob a lot in the casino and do whatever you want in the brothel, so when the two humanoids just arrived, the scene in front of them was simply unbearable to look at.

"They are simply a group of gorillas. No, they are even worse than gorillas..."

Even 45 felt a little uncomfortable looking at the scene in front of him and silently turned on the gun safety.

"Be quick and take away everything you can."

Three shots killed a Tatar soldier who was chasing a woman, and 45 made a forward gesture.

"Girl over there, can you take us to where the gold and silver are stored? Of course, a crowded place is also fine."

45 struck a pose that he thought was very handsome, and asked in the most friendly tone possible.

However, the rescued girl automatically extracted keywords such as take us, store gold and silver, and crowded places, and after watching the other party kill a person with two moves, she screamed in fear on the spot.

"No, don't kill me!!"

The girl screamed and ran away as if she was escaping from the danger, leaving only 45 who was posing in Erkang pose.

"puff"

"Squint your eyes! What are you laughing at?!"

“I think of happy things”

AK12 coughed twice and managed to suppress his smile: "I think, Captain of 404, there is no need for you to feel sorry about this. I think maybe the person you met is not very suitable. If it was a little girl, maybe it would have worked out."

"What do you mean, implying that I would lie to a child?"

"Hey, hey, hey, I didn't say that. I meant that you have a good affinity with children."

The subtext is that those kids treat you as one of their own.

"Stop talking nonsense, move quickly and find a resident who is willing to cooperate with us. I really don't want to stay in this damn place any longer."

"Received the order, cleared the area, and began the action"

He flicked the safety with his thumb and pulled the bolt with his backhand. AK12's eyes opened slightly, revealing its silvery-white pupils.

45 was filled with anger at the scene before him, wasn't she the same?

"M...M4, I have already set it up here."

MG4 trotted over to M4 and reported his findings. In front of the two, the intricately crisscrossed barbed wire blocked all passages except the main road. In front of the main road, there were also three consecutive barbed wires for defense.

"Very good, install more infantry mines in the left area, the more the better, we will have a tough battle to fight next"

"Received...Received!"

MG4 continued to set up fortifications at a trot, leaving M4 to continue cleaning up the surrounding environment in preparation for the next battle. Behind her, the bodies of the killed Qing soldiers were piled up like a small hill.

"Next, we have to wait for the commander's support to arrive online and to transfer the rescued people. I don't know what's going on over at NTW."

Volume 154: Chapter Chapter : The big one is coming!

"Everyone, regroup and head towards the east of the city!!!"

After three consecutive waves of messengers went away and never returned, even the dumbest general would have realized that his communication path had been artificially cut off. After realizing this problem, Dorgon adopted the most effective, stupidest, and most unsolvable communication method at the time - roaring.

With himself as the center, the surrounding personal soldiers radiated outwards, and together with the unfortunate people of Jinan they met on the way out, the military and civilians formed a close relationship and worked together.

The people didn’t really want to shout, but with a knife at their necks, if they didn’t shout they might face the prospect of their entire family being eaten alive. Human nature is still to survive, so they shouted anyway.

Even 45 had no way to block this kind of communication method. After all, she couldn't put herself in a silent position or something, as that would be too sci-fi. The Qing army's communication path was magically connected in this almost rogue way.

The chorus of these groups with different voices, ages and styles resounded in the streets and alleys of Jinan City, allowing many Qing soldiers who were lost in the world to instantly find their organization and follow the sounds to return to the main force.

Now that the reorganization of the troops was on track, Dorgon could begin to deal with another problem before him.

Assassination bombardment.

The artillery fire that came from nowhere had been biting them tightly behind them like a leech. The supposedly heavy cannon seemed to be able to penetrate walls, as if it was operated by a ghost. Whenever they wanted to take a break to catch their breath, it would suddenly explode in some corner and take the lives of at least a dozen people.

This made them dare not stop, dare not rest, dare not breathe, just like a mouse being teased by a cat in its claws.

As a Qing prince, when had Dorgon ever suffered such an injustice? This sense of humiliation tortured him to the point of going crazy, but the ubiquitous bombardment made him feel like he was walking on a tightrope.

He also had an illusion that the enemy was deliberately controlling him to evacuate towards the east of the city.

From the moment the king's father set out, the artillery bombardment from the south forced Dorgon's troops to evacuate through the east gate of the palace, and along the way, the continuous artillery shells coming from the southeast made many soldiers deeply rooted in the idea of ​​staying away from that area. Dorgon didn't know what the other side wanted to do, and he didn't want to let the other side get what they wanted, but he currently lacked effective means to counter the artillery bombardment and was powerless.

Although the Red General's cannon had been improved to be quite lightweight, it was still large in size and needed a horse to pull it. Although the main road in Jinan City could accommodate eight horses moving abreast, the complicated road conditions made it difficult for the cannons pulled by these tall and slow horses to move flexibly. In order to prevent ambushes, all artillery units were on standby on the main road in the city. He only brought two cannons with him when he captured the palace this time, but these two cannons had already been destroyed by the enemy.