"Marshal, the spies we sent out some time ago to inquire about the news have returned."

Boyan's number one Mengyuan warrior general, Al Thorn, hurriedly ran into Boyan's military tent, with a worried spy behind him.

"Arthorn, how many times have I said, don't be reckless, don't be impatient, your temperament will kill you sooner or later."

"Hey, hey."

Touching his big round head, Al Thorn smirked twice.

Seeing the stupid Al Thorn, Bo Yan didn't say much, after all, he didn't know how many times he had said it, but after all, Al Thorn was a fierce general who charged on the battlefield, and it was natural for him to have this kind of character.

"Well, report back on the information you've gathered."

Sitting behind the desk, Boyan rubbed his tired eyes and some swelling temples with his hands, he has been worried about the rout of the frontline war recently, and he has not been able to eat and sleep well for several days.

"Yes, Marshal Hui, according to our investigation, according to the original situation, the Song army was surrounded by Zhang Hongfan and other troops, and the Song army was forced to a dead end, and when the final battle with the Song army was held, I don't know where the Song army suddenly increased about 200,000 troops, but surrounded Zhang Hongfan, and then encircled and suppressed our army."

"With a strength of about 200,000, no wonder Zhang Hongfan will lose to the Song army, Zhang Hongfan and the total strength of my Mengyuan warriors is only twenty or thirty thousand, what about Jige?"

Now that he knows the strength of the Song army, Na Boyan is no longer worried, he is still sure that he will eliminate the appearance of the 200,000 Song army, and he doesn't want to know where the Song army's army came out, anyway, it will be the result of being killed by him at that time, so this accident is still within his control, and what he is most worried about now is his nephew Jige.

"Back to Marshal, General Giger..... He.. It's dead. ”

Bang!

"What did you say!"

Slammed his fist on the table, although Boyan had already expected this result, but deep down he still had a little hope, and now that he got the accurate news, Boyan was naturally both sad and angry.

"Can you be sure that the source of this news is accurate?"

Hearing Boyan's question, the spy was sweating profusely, but he still nodded, he had no doubt that if he was not sure at this time, he would only die faster.

"Marshal, this news is accurate, and General Jige died under the cannon of the Song army, and there are no bones left."

Hearing the news, Boyan's eyes immediately turned red, and he shouted on the spot,

"Someone's coming!"

"Yes."

"Go to Marshal Ben to arrest all Zhang Hongfan's family, all of them, don't let any of them go, today I want them all to be buried with my nephew, and, where is Song Jun now?"

The spy, who had been trembling and kneeling on the ground, heard Boyan's question, and immediately replied:

"Marshal, the Song army has conquered Quanzhou, and at the same time killed the Pu family, and now the Song army is ready to use Quanzhou as a base, and all their forces are gathered there."

"Okay, Al Thorn, you go and gather the army, I will kill all the Song troops and avenge my dead Mengyuan warriors."

"Okay, I'll go."

After Al Thorn left, Boyan sat in the military tent with his eyes closed, and finally didn't know what he remembered, he overturned the desk and read in a low voice:

"O my Jig, my Jig, my poor son!"

The guard, who heard the sound of the desk overturning, found that there was nothing unusual and prepared to withdraw.

"Wait, bring me the wine."

"Yes."

After the guards helped Boyan move a few large pots of wine into the military tent, Boyan sat in the military tent and began to drink alcohol alone, which was also regarded as practicing for his son who had not been announced.

The enemy of the Great Song Dynasty, Bo Yan, lived so sadly, in different time and space, different heavens and different days of Dolgon also became more and more decadent because of the changes brought by Li Yi.

"Why, why are we like this, is it true that I have no future in the Qing Dynasty?"

Pouring a big sip of wine on himself, Dolgon is very sad now, thinking about how high-spirited he led the army some time ago, he is one step away from the destruction of the Ming Dynasty, and his desire to lead the Qing Dynasty to unify the world is about to be realized, but now?

The Ming army did not know where a large number of troops appeared, and the generals were still figures they had never heard of, they first defeated Li Zicheng, then began to recover the Ming Dynasty, and finally ambushed themselves in the Shanhai Pass, causing the Qing Dynasty to lose its strength heavily.

Now he and the others not only did not get Shanhaiguan, but even the outpost of Guangning was lost, and they were beaten back to Shenyang City by the other party to breathe.

Therefore, he can only borrow alcohol in his own home every day to kill his sorrows, and numb himself through alcohol.

"Brother, you can't drink anymore."

Dodor pressed Dorgon's hand and snatched the flask from his hand.

"Give me, Dodor, give me the wine!"

"I won't give it to you, the way you look now is so disappointing to us, we used to believe that you could lead us to unify the world, but now you have become a drunkard, are you worthy of our expectations?"

If Dorgor had dared to roar at him before, Dorgon would have fought him, but now he just stared at Dodor with a pair of red eyes open for a while, and then lowered his proud head.

"There's no chance, there's no chance, we have suffered too heavy losses in Shanhaiguan, the elite of the Qing Dynasty has been lost, and at the same time, the Ming Dynasty has also returned to blood, we have no chance at all."

"There's a chance."

Dorgon hurried to Dolgon's side and shook him by the shoulder.

"We still have a chance, think about the past, before we established the Qing Dynasty, our strength was weaker than now, but at that time we could all do this step, and at the same time we also had the confidence to destroy the Ming Dynasty, so why is it not now? Why do we think we can't do it now? Really, you have to believe in yourself, we can do it. ”

Dolgon was forced to pour a bowl of chicken soup by Dordor, but Dorgon did not react, still as decadent as before, and did not rise like a chicken blood.

"You go back first, I'm a little tired, I want to go sleep now."

"Okay, then you have a good rest now, think about it when you wake up, and I'll go first now."

Calling a maid to come and wait for Dolgon to rest, Dodor looked at Dorgon's clumsy back, sighed silently, and went home. Baidu takes a look at the latest chapter of "Historical Royal Courier Jiezhong Literature" to read for free for the first time.