Then, they were overjoyed and swarmed over.
Food, salt, and weapons.
In this era, it was definitely a hard currency, and it was a hard currency that was not afraid of being unsalable.
No matter how much he bought, he wouldn't lose out!
Therefore, in a short period of time, many sea merchants gathered at Lushunkou, the former prosperous port of Liaodong.
The territory naturally purchased large amounts of grain, such as rice and wheat, as well as minerals such as iron ore, copper ore, saltpeter, and raw materials such as hemp grass and wood.
It could be said that no matter how many raw materials he had, he could still collect them.
One had to know that in this era, the profits of the products sold to these merchants were several times or even tens of times higher.
The profits were so great, but the supply was in short supply!
This was the charm of industrial products!
The industrial scissors were brandished without restraint, and the sea merchants even swarmed over.
It was also because there were already a large number of sea merchants gathered at Lushunkou that the general of Jinzhou Guards was dragged to Lushunkou for public trial.
In that case, he would definitely use the mouths of these sea merchants to achieve the goal of spreading the news to the world!
Right now, the entire world needed a victory to its heart's content, to break the fear of the Manchu Tartars, to break the lies of the Manchu Empire's invincibility, to inspire people!
Even though doing so would make the entire world focus on the small Lushun Peninsula.
They gathered on his body.
However, since Li Sheng had decided to be a person who went against the trend of this era, he would definitely not be afraid of the attention of the world.
He wasn't afraid of the countless malicious gazes that were looking at him.
He wanted to make a banner!
To be an anti-Qing banner that dared to challenge the Manchu Tartars and take the initiative to attack!
Moreover, he also believed that there were many people like him in the world.
There were definitely many people with lofty aspirations!
As long as these people were attracted, it would definitely speed up the development of the territory.
Moreover, with the current strength of the territory, even if it was rapidly expanding, it was still far from enough to take down the entire Golden State Guard and firmly defend it.
The inability to expand one's territory also meant that no matter how one developed, there would be a limit to one's strength.
If he wanted to break through, he had to rely on external forces.
Gathering the attention of the entire world would also attract countless people to come. When people came, the raw materials from the outside world would naturally gather in an endless stream.
Only when there were enough raw materials could they feed the industrial behemoths in the territory that had an increasingly large digestive capacity.
A public trial of the Manchu Tartar generals had its pros and cons.
Li Sheng had already considered the pros and cons.
To him, he could withstand the drawbacks.
However, the benefits were what he needed.
Naturally, he had to do this.
Moreover, he wanted to do it in a big way!
He immediately gave the order to send the Manchurian Tartar General, Jinzhou Guard General Bululu, to Lushunkou for a grand trial!
He had just arrived at the territory and had just taken a look at the territory before he was immediately sent to Lushunkou.
In fact, ever since they were escorted here from the Southern Pass and headed south, they had never been able to escape.
The old tartar, Bruru, was already dizzy.
He found it hard to imagine that this place that looked extremely unfamiliar and lively was still the remote Lushun Peninsula in his impression.
There were large construction sites everywhere, such as land reclamation, road construction, mining, and logging.
There were scenes of hard work everywhere.
Bruru found it hard to understand how these half-dead Han serfs could have such a huge change in such a short period of time.
Don't they feel tired?
Also, was it so fun to do such hard work?
Was there a need to laugh from time to time?!
After entering the territory, they saw the tall chimneys standing outside. The steel-making blast furnaces worked day and night, and red molten steel flowed out continuously like water.
Bruru was shocked again!
How could he make steel like this?
With this speed, it was no wonder that the Dongjiang Army's remaining Li Sheng's troops could wear armor and be armed to the teeth!
Looking at the carriages on the road, he was stunned again.
Just how many resources were there?
They could actually transport it on such a large scale?!
Everything in the territory made him feel shocked, unbelievable, and unbelievable.
In the end, it all turned into fear and horror.
He was afraid!
He was truly afraid!
He had never thought that the Dongjiang Army's nest, which he had never seen before, would be like this!
Looking at the fishing boats that covered the entire surface of the sea, the water line pressed down on them.
He fell silent.
Food consumption?
Damn it, with the efficiency of these remnants of the rebel army, even if the entire Qing Dynasty died, they would not starve to death!
How could the seemingly endless sea fish starve to death?!
They had sufficient food, a terrifying amount of steel, excellent weapons and equipment, and they could even manufacture their own firearms and cannons.
After discovering this fact, the old Tartar Bruru fell silent.
He deeply felt fear and terror.
Such an enemy was right next to the Great Qing Dynasty and was filled with malice.
He wanted to step on the bones of the Qing Dynasty.
If they couldn't suppress it, then the outcome of the Qing Dynasty would be obvious.
A typical example would be the Great Qing and Great Ming.
A behemoth like Da Ming was continuously drained by the Qing Dynasty and gradually became old and useless, rapidly weakening.
As for the Qing Dynasty?
It was only in recent years that he had just lived a good life, and his foundation was not as deep as Da Ming's.
Da Ming could be defeated again and again, defeated countless times, and still stand upright. Even if he was struggling at death's door, he was still there.
However, the Great Qing Empire could not. Once the Great Qing Empire suffered a great defeat on the battlefield, everything that seemed to be a good situation would collapse.
The first thing they would do was to distance themselves from the Mongolian tribes in the west. They might even turn hostile and attack.
North Korea, which seemed to be submissive and respectful in the east, would also resist at the first moment.
Once these two sides collapsed, what was left of the Qing Dynasty?
Those ignorant savages who were leaning against the snow-covered land in the north?
It was over!
The Qing Dynasty was going to fall!
For a moment, Bruulu felt hopeless about the future of the Qing Dynasty.
He realized how terrifying the trouble he had caused was.!
However, he woke up too late, too late!
It was too late!
Not to mention, after he was captured alive, no one in the Qing Dynasty could recognize the truth of Li Sheng, the survivor of the Dongjiang Army.
Everyone in the Qing Dynasty would be kept in the dark.
Only when one died or fell into the same situation as him would one wake up.
They were wrong!
However, what was the use of knowing his mistake now?!
It was too late, everything was too late!
Despair, reverence, and collapse. When the old Tartar, Bululu, came back to his senses, he found himself being dragged to the food market at Lushunkou by a prison cart.
His face immediately turned red, and he was extremely ashamed and angry. He roared angrily from embarrassment and humiliation," What are you doing?!"
" What are you doing?!"
"A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated!"
He never expected that after he was captured alive, he would be dragged to Caishikou.
He was going to be beheaded in front of countless Han people who he usually regarded as inferior to cattle and horses?!
This was utter humiliation!
Unacceptable humiliation!
He immediately panicked, flew into a rage out of humiliation, and became anxious!
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