Southern Ming Rebel Army

After receiving the news of Fang Guoan's defeat, Meng Jun saw that everyone was in a trance, and Bai Yongfu's expression was even more interesting. Meng Jun then laughed out loud "Hahaha".

"Bolo surrounded Suzhou and launched several attacks but failed to gain any ground. Although he has defeated Fang Guoan's troops now, his forces must be tied down in Zhejiang. And there is only Bolo's Eight Banners Army in Jiangnan now. Isn't this a chance for us to establish our own achievements? We can advance to recapture Nanjing or retreat and attack Bolo together with the Regent. What are you worried about?" Meng Jun said loudly to everyone.

Han Xiong continued, "What the governor said makes sense. Fang Guoan's troops were disorganized and attacked in the field. It would be strange if they were not defeated. But I didn't expect them to be defeated so quickly. Less than 80,000 troops were defeated in one day."

During the night raid last night, Qian Biao was shot in the thigh by a cold arrow. Although the arrow was not deeply penetrated by the armor, he still limped when he walked today. When Qian Biao heard Han Xiong's words, he also agreed, "That's right. It's not like we haven't fought the Tartars before. They are just a little brave, but they are not supernatural. Fang Guoan is too useless."

Meng Jun saw that everyone was talking at the same time, and they were becoming more and more disdainful of Bolo. Meng Jun did not refute, but echoed a few words from time to time. The atmosphere gradually warmed up. Seeing that the scene was very hot, Meng Jun simply said, "It has been a long time since I last drank with you. Today we have defeated the Qing camp, so it is a good time to hold a celebration banquet. All the soldiers will be rewarded generously. Mu De, you have a heavy burden. The merits of all the soldiers cannot be missed. The Governor's Office should come up with a rule to reward and punish those who should be promoted."

Yang En immediately stood up and said, "I am the governor, and I will not fail in my mission."

Meng Jun waved his hand and motioned him to sit down, saying, "There are so many things to do in the world. Today, except for Han Xiong, no one will go home until they are drunk. Hahahaha."

Han Xiong laughed and said, "Governor, I'll just have a drink."

Afterwards, Meng Jun asked Gao Yisu to prepare wine and dishes, and after drinking a glass of wine, Han Xiong got up and left to go to the camp to deal with things.

The generals drank to each other, and after three rounds, they talked more and more. One of them said that the Tartars were nothing special. He had defended the city some time ago and knocked at least eight people to death. Another one immediately retorted that he had hacked ten to death. For a while, the scene was heated, as if the Eight Banners were no longer a threat. It was the banquet that eased the tense hearts of the people for a month.

Meng Jun was not good at drinking. After only one hour, he was already dizzy from drinking one cup after another under the toasts of the generals. He then waved his hand and said, "I didn't rest well last night. Let's drink more after we defeat Bolo. I will definitely win."

Everyone laughed, and Meng Jun, supported by Gao Yi, returned to the back house. When the wind blew, Meng Jun felt a splitting headache.

Meng Jun, lying on the bed, said in a daze, "Water, someone... bring some water."

After a while, Meng Jun felt his lips were wet without opening his eyes, so he held the bowl and drank from it in big gulps. Only then did Meng Jun vaguely feel his hand touching a soft hand. He looked closely and found that it was the woman he rescued in Lijiazhuang.

Silent all night.

The next day, in the morning, Meng Jun woke up early and walked out of the backyard, feeling refreshed. He saw Gao Yi and Yu An wrestling with each other out of boredom. When they saw Meng Jun, they were a little surprised. Gao Yi spoke first, "General, you had a hangover last night, and you got up so early today."

"Well, the world's affairs are in our hearts. How can we wait until the sun is high in the sky before getting up? Let's go to Zhu Tu's place to check out the military equipment first," Meng Jun stretched and said loudly.

When they arrived at the Military Equipment Bureau, Meng Jun said to Zhu Tu, "Old Zhu, it's been so long since the fire gun was made. How many have you made? Are there more than a thousand?"

Zhu Tu was stunned, and complained with a wronged look, "My great commander, these muskets are slow to make. When the Tartars besieged the city before, you told me to put everything aside and focus on making arrows. All the craftsmen have been making arrowheads a few days ago. There are only more than a hundred muskets in total."

Meng Jun thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that he had said this before. He then changed the subject and frowned, saying, "Only a hundred guns, too few. In this way, all those who can make muskets should be gathered together and recruited everywhere. You can ask Meng Bian's Investigation Department to think of a solution."

Zhu Tu nodded and said, "Commander-in-chief, I understand."

Then Meng Jun walked around again and said to Gao Yi, "Let's go and find out what happened."

Meng Jun had never been to Meng Bian's spy office since it was established. The spy office was in a Langfang in the north city. Meng Jun frowned. Why is Meng Bian so poor? Can't he find a good place in the whole Suzhou city?

The people around did not seem surprised to see Meng Jun and his group, as if they had seen such scenes often. As Meng Jun walked to the door, several guards at the door shouted, "Who is trespassing into the Investigation Office?"

Gao Yi hurried forward and whispered, "Idiot, this is the Grand Commander."

The guard was a little stunned, not knowing whether it was true or not. Gao Yi said helplessly, "Then go in and inform Meng Bian."

Gao Yi returned to Meng Jun. Meng Jun was not angry. Instead, he nodded and said, "Gao Yi, why are you scolding him? He was doing his duty by not letting us in. It seems that Meng Bian still cares about it."

After a while, Meng Bian came out to welcome Meng Jun in. As soon as they entered the spy office, Meng Jun pointed out a problem, "Bian, why is your room so dark? No light can get in. It's so gloomy. No wonder you have become less sunny recently."

Meng Bian didn't expect the young master to say this, and hurriedly said with a smile, "Young master, isn't this the spy department? Just hearing the name means spy, sneaking around, how can the house be bright?"

Meng Jun cursed, "Bullshit, nonsense, what's wrong with trying to find out the name of the company? Why do you have to be so sneaky? Why don't you give me one and let me see?"

Meng Bian said unconvincedly, "Master, we have thought about it. For example, Plum Blossom Guard and Tingfeng Pavilion are more elegant."

Meng Jun opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he held it back. After a while, he cursed again, "You don't do your job all day long, but just think about these things. I asked you to go to Nanjing and set up an intelligence collection office. Did you do it?"

Meng Bian nodded quickly and said, "It's done, Master. I'm going to Nanjing in a few days. I've sent a lot of people. I have to go and make arrangements."

Meng Jun was silent for a while, then said, "Okay, you should be careful and take care of yourself. It's done. If you want to change your name, then change it."