Dolgon came to his senses for a while, and hurriedly helped Hong Chengchou up with his own hands, and asked the servant to bring an ice pack and personally help Hong Chengchou apply it to his already swollen kowtow.

That is, Hong Chengchou's feet were delicate wool carpets just now, otherwise, I am afraid that the flesh and blood would have been blurred.

"Hong Qing, in your opinion, I am in the Qing Dynasty, how to break through?"

Dolgon personally helped Hong Chengchou sit down again, and then asked out loud.

Hong Chengchou was busy saluting Dolgon, but he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like for a while.

How can that!

Why is that!

He Hong Chengchou, and the year of his establishment has become famous, and he has become the pillar of the Ming Dynasty in the year of not being confused, and soon became the minister of the humerus of the Ming Dynasty.

Even if the situation suddenly changed, he had no skills to return to heaven, but if he was decisive at that time and died directly, he would have left a good reputation, right?

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if he was a little thicker-skinned back then, he left behind what kind of face and identity to beg Xu Changqing, even if he was a dog for Xu Changqing, how could he be like this?

At this moment, Hong Chengchou was like a cheating resentful woman, thinking that the outside world was very exciting, but after coming out, he found that the outside world was also helpless......

It's a pity.

In this world, there is never any regret medicine......

At this time, Hong Chengchou couldn't turn back even if he wanted to, so he could only calm his mind and quickly put his thoughts away.

After a while, he said: "Lord Wang, I don't know, how many people do you want to break through?" Or, how many are there to break through? ”

A nameless fire in Dolgon's heart couldn't stop and raged, and he really wanted to give Hong Chengchou a few big mouths!

This old dog, why does he talk so badly!

But seeing Hong Chengchou's appearance as if he was much older in an instant, Dolgon could only calm down.

He understands very well that although Hong Chengchou's words are not good, he seems to be right. At this time, it is impossible for the Qing Dynasty to retreat......

He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Hong Qing, at this time, it is natural to break through as much as you can, and you will break through as much as you can!" As long as I can keep the fire for my Qing Dynasty, even if I pay a big price, I can bear it! ”

Hong Chengchou couldn't help but feel a lot more excited when he saw Dolgon's appearance.

As long as Dolgon can quickly pick up the fighting spirit, with the foundation of the Great Qing Kingdom over the years, it may not be impossible to make a comeback.

At worst, there is still a great deal of certainty in stabilizing the white mountains and black waters outside the Guan.

"Lord Wang, I don't know, have you ever heard an allusion to my Huaxia, called 'Inner Sage and Outer King'?"

Hong Chengchou looked at Dolgon cautiously.

This is the sorrow of being a slave.

Even if he has put his entire net worth on the side of the Great Qing Kingdom, even if it has reached the last moment at this time, he still has to be like a dog, carefully maintained, maintained, and coaxed like a child.

"This ......"

Dolgon had heard this allusion, and had already faintly captured some of Hong Chengchou's meaning, and hurriedly said: "Hong Qing, if you have something to say, just say it directly!" Far from blaming you, I will reward you heavily! ”

Hearing Dolgon's words, Hong Chengchou was relieved and said respectfully: "Lord Wang, now, it's actually a matter of trade-offs. Moreover, it must be steady, accurate, and ruthless! I must abandon some inferior assets, firmly grasp high-quality assets, and ensure that these high-quality assets can break through smoothly......"

Saying that, Hong Chengchou also found some self-confidence: "Lord Wang, you think, is the Son of Heaven a high-quality asset now, or is it an inferior asset?" ”

"Huh?"

Dolgon suddenly became clever, and hurriedly looked into Hong Chengchou's eyes.

……

Xu Changqing had breakfast, rested for a while, and at about half past ten in the morning, he received news from the capital city.

The Qing army did not carry out the massacre in the outer city of Beijing, including the Han slaves who had been gathered, but they carried out very serious mental suppression and demonized the model army in various ways.

This made the work of the sons and daughters very difficult, and it was only after someone ventured to land

News from the mouths of ordinary people.

"Brother Xu, dog Tartar, this is really hateful. Are they doing this in the outer city to starve the people to death? And those ordinary people are really stupid, how can they believe this kind of nonsense! Isn't that a mouthful of farts? How many years have I been in the army, which time has I not saved the people and water and fire? How can anyone believe such a statement? I ......"

Chunni was originally fanning Xu Changqing with a fan, so that Xu Changqing could sleep more comfortably.

Don't look at this as just a little girl's work, but at this time, Chunni is the only one who is qualified to do this work.

That's trust!

But as soon as she heard this information, Chunni's lungs were about to be blown up, and her little mouth was like a cannonball, and she couldn't stop venting.

What age is it, how can anyone be so stupid?

Chunni was simply puzzled.

Xu Changqing was extremely calm, playing with Chunni's small waist and not saying a word.

Not to mention this time, it is the future generations, Qin Shi Huang, aliens, and XX can still cheat money.

In such an environment, what choice do people have?

And if the Qing army gave up the outer city, the pressure on the model army would instantly become much less.

After all, it is almost noon now, and the node of the model army's active attack is stuck tonight, if before the evening, the Qing army has not moved, then the model army will soon be able to implement the separation of the inner and outer cities and attack the inner city!

In such a state, even if the inner city is burned down, Xu Changqing will not feel distressed!

And even if the Qing army breaks through, how many effective gates are there in the inner city?

After coaxing Chunni a few words, Xu Changqing also began to quickly adjust his strategic plan, preparing to prepare more reserves in the inner city area.

But the sketch in his hand had just been drawn a few strokes, and Wang Xi outside suddenly reported with some horror: "Dashuai, there is a letter from Chaoyangmen, the slave chief Fulin has arrived at Chaoyangmen and wants to see you." It seems that he wants to be a vassal to our Ming Dynasty and form a state of father and son......"

"Huh?"

Xu Changqing's brows furrowed, he didn't expect this kind of moth to suddenly come.

"No, hang him first, how can I have time to see this little kid Fulin?"

After a while, Xu Changqing refused a little sadly.

"Yes."

Wang Xi was just about to withdraw from the tent, but Xu Changqing suddenly had a cleverness: "Slow!" ”

"Forehead ......"

Wang Xi was a little dumbfounded, and hurriedly entered the tent again.

Xu Changqing had already caught something at this time, and said with a sigh of relief: "You go and make arrangements, prepare more honor guards, we have to go over and have a look." ”

"Yes!"

When Wang Xi withdrew, Chunni couldn't help but have a little star in her eyes, and said busily: "Brother Xu, Fulin, is Fulin the emperor of the Tartars?" He, he wants to be a minister to our Ming Dynasty, and he still thinks of his father? ”

Rao is Fulin is just a little puppet, and his life is much worse than in history, but for Chunni, he is also the emperor after all.

Think about it, what kind of scene should it be to be able to see the emperor of a country, or the emperor of an enemy country, to be such a lowly vassal?

Xu Changqing looked at Chunni like this, and was stunned for a moment before understanding her thoughts, and couldn't help but smile and rub her little head: "You can take this kind of thing seriously, it's just a fool." Let's go, pack up, and I'll take you to see it. Fu Lin, this little kid, well, is just an ordinary child, just more well-behaved than ordinary children. ”

Seeing Xu Changqing striding out of the tent, Chunni pursed her lips a little aggrieved: "Why are you so fierce." People just haven't seen it, so it's curious......"

……

Half an hour later, it was already more than noon, and Xu Changqing and his party came to Chaoyang Gate slowly and methodically.

At this time, Fulin's honor guard had already left the city.

Fu Lin Chiguo wore his upper body, with a rattan on his back, and knelt respectfully in the front, as if he wanted to take a blame for Xu Changqing.

This is a rare spectacle in a hundred years, not to mention the Qing army at the head of the city, even the sons and daughters of the model army are a little confused, and they talk non-stop.

There is excitement, there is contempt, and more

It's a lot, or looking forward to the future!

How mighty are they to be an exemplary army?

Don't you see, now, it is the emperor of the Great Qing Kingdom, who is kneeling here, pleading guilty to their commanders!

At this moment, in this situation, what kind of glory should they be in the big collective of the model army?

"Brother Xu, this, this is ......"

When Xu Changqing and his entourage came to the viewing platform of the Chaoyangmen battle array and saw the scene in front of them clearly, Chun Niden was speechless for a while, wanting to say something, but his mouth could move, but he just couldn't speak.

It is Zhao Zengjin, Zhang Long, Wang Anshan, Wang Hongyang, Zhang Hu, Zhao Qiliang, these fierce men who have seen strong winds and waves for a long time, are also dumbfounded.

If this is spread to the people, what a beautiful scene it will be!

is "The Legend of the Heroes and Martyrs of the Ming Dynasty", which does not make people so exciting and so agitated!

Xu Changqing didn't have much joy at this time, his face looked indifferent, but his heart was already extremely solemn.

Others can watch the excitement, but he Xu Changqing must see the essence!

At this point, Fulin seems to have been abandoned by the Qing Dynasty......

At the same time, it also shows that Dolgon must have used the means to control the elites of the Eight Banners who were originally loyal to the Emperor Taiji Department!

This time, the model army does not seem to have to take the initiative to attack the city.

"Whew."

Xu Changqing breathed a long sigh of relief, waved his hand and said, "Let them escort Fu Lin over." ”

"Yes!"

Soon, the news spread to the vicinity of Chaoyang Gate, and Fulin's honor guard moved, and he ran towards Xu Changqing in a bit of embarrassment and haste.

Xu Changqing watched Fu Lin pitifully come to the outpost of the model army battle formation like a puppet, and this was the return to the big tent.

……

"Sin, sin Fulin, I've seen, I've seen the Marquis of Daming Haicheng, Marquis Jin An......"

Inside the big tent, Fu Lin, who had bare small shoulders, hesitated for a moment, and finally bit his lip and knelt down in front of Xu Changqing.

This kneeling made Zhao Zengjin, Zhang Long and other generals a little excited.

O Emperor.

The emperor of the Great Qing Kingdom, now, knelt down in front of their handsome man, in front of their eyes!

What a glory is this, and what a scenery it is?

Wu Sangui and Kong Youde were also shocked, and they couldn't stop sighing.

This life is really wonderful.

And not far from them, Shi Kefa's face was even more red, and he was so excited that he could hardly find the north.

Who would have thought that he would be able to see this scene in his lifetime, and it was less than half a month since he promised Xu Changqing......

It's a pity that the scene is limited at this time, and he can't vent the joy in his heart, so he can only endure it.

Xu Changqing didn't speak, but looked at Fulin very quietly.

This guy is quite delicate, eleven or twelve years old, and Bumu Butai is five or six points similar, people say that the son follows the mother, and it is really good.

However, he obviously didn't exercise much, was relatively thin, and even a little malnourished, far lacking the domineering of ordinary real Manchuria.

It seems that he has lost the protection of his mother Bumu Butai, and he has not lived very well in this majestic Forbidden City all these years.

Fu Lin was not false to Xu Changqing, and soon raised his head and looked at Xu Changqing secretly.

But Xu Changqing's momentum is not comparable to that of a young man.

After a while, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and he wanted to bow his head, but he seemed to be afraid of falling into the majesty of the Great Qing Kingdom, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Looking at the stubborn appearance of this thin young man, Xu Changqing couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart.

This guy also has a lot of Bumu Butai.

After a while, Xu Changqing slowly wiped the matcha cup, and then said lightly: "Fulin, you kid, what are you polite to your uncle and me?" Get up. Come on, take a seat! ”

Quiet.

But there was silence in the tent.

Countless people were dumbfounded.

Xu Changqing, what kind of routine is this......