The city of Uiju was plunged into a barbarian carnival, and there was wild laughter everywhere.

"Wha! Cloth! What a lot!"

"Pot! Wok! An iron pot that can only be changed by a horse!"

"Smoke! Piles of smoke! I'm rich, hahahaha!"

In the unbridled laughter, one by one the Mongolian cavalry scrambled into the shop, in the store, when they came out, they were full of large bags and small wraps, the wine jar in the left hand, the pocket in the right hand, on the grassland, smoke is a rare thing, often only one or two can be smoked for several days, when the smoke addiction is committed, it is really uncomfortable, some Mongolian cavalry even broke out into a mouth with four or five cigarettes, choking tears and refusing to vomit.

"Great Khan! According to the rules of the grassland, the minions beat down the city, and the minions' tribes can grab it for three days first, you approve it! ”

Approval? Huang Taiji's cheeks are almost crooked, what is called beating down, it is clearly an empty city, you just pick up cheap! What's even more jealous and jealous, Mao Jue doesn't know if it's a convulsion in his head, an empty city, with a lot of supplies like a hill, this is good, it's all cheap Horqin.

Not only Huang Taiji was depressed, but a group of Manchu and Han ministers were about to bleed red, whether it was Azig, Ao Bai with thick gauze wrapped in his legs, Tong Yangzheng, or Bao Chengxian, Wang Tianxiang and other Han military banners, all staring at Huang Taiji's fat body, full of hope, waiting for him to spit out a word.

However, after all, it is the hero of the world, and there are many Mongolian Eight Banners, and the Mongolian nobles on the grassland look at it! Can't ruin the relationship with these Mongols for the sake of mere property, Huang Taiji can only nod heavily in the end.

"However, allow the soldiers of the Horqin Department to loot in Yizhou City for three days!"

"Your Majesty, the master of Oba is attacking the Dongjiang River as a vanguard, although Yizhou City is under it, but Yizhou City does not have a single soldier, and he has won the title of the first Baturu who does not accompany Oba, do you say yes?"

The wealth is not so easy to take, after seeing that Huang Taiji agreed, Fan Wencheng immediately sourly and clenched his fists and spoke, worthy of being a golden master and servant, without waiting for Oba to speak, Huang Taiji also immediately nodded in approval.

"What the scholar said is good! Since he was promised the position of Obadagi's vanguard, he should not give up halfway, otherwise how could he be worthy of the name of Baturu? These two fortresses of the Dongjiang River were also handed over to the warriors of the Horqin Department to take over! ”

"Great Khan, is that the cannon in the two castles, and the wealth and silk also belong to us Korqin for three days?"

This Oba is really a money fan who is not afraid of death, at this time, he actually thought not about how difficult the military fort is, but about the wealth inside, but these words really made Huang Taiji's face twitch again.

Three Hongyi cannons in one corner, plus one piece is thirty-two, which is equivalent to the sum of the cannons of the Qing army, and the artillery of the Dongjiang River also makes him very red-eyed.

But after all, he is the sect master, and the chief of Horqin, Weng Guohua, is also an old fox, he should know what kind of suspicion will be caused by swallowing this batch of cannons privately, and when the time comes, he will be rewarded with something, and he should be able to exchange the cannons back! After the image was decided, Huang Taiji also nodded again.

"Just follow the rules of the grassland!"

…………

The Qing army, which had just taken the first step, actually stopped magically, and the Horqin Mongol Department, which had not finished grabbing for three days, had no intention of fighting again, and the two incisor forts behind him were not taken, and Huang Taiji was not at ease to continue to attack.

However, the various departments of the Qing army are not idle, and the wealth of Yizhou City stimulates the blood-red eyes of both the Manchurian Eight Banners and the Han Eight Banners, and there is no need for Huang Taiji to order, and the people and horses of the various departments have taken the initiative to explore the past, find a place to continue to rob.

In a flash, six or seven days have passed.

Dada~

Like all the hillbillies who went to the Dongjiang River, the dignified Emperor Huang Taiji of the Qing Dynasty actually squatted on the ground, knocked on the thick cement road with his fingers, and then picked it with his hand, this kind of straight road like a stone is really a miracle in this era, squatting and looking into the distance, the road extending into the mountains is almost impossible to see the tail, and the Huang Taiji can't help but slap his face when he sees it.

"This Dongjiang Mao Jue is really a strange person, if the battle of Salhu back then, the Ming army had such an official way, I'm afraid it wasn't my father Khan who let him come a few ways, I went all the way! But he was really sandwiched by Juniper Marlin a few left and right, and he couldn't take care of it! Good way! What a road! ”

"Ma said that there are many horses, but Bole is not often! But so that the horse is not available, and it is safe to ask for its ability to be thousands of miles! This Mao Dongjiang is a thousand-mile horse, he Chongzhen obviously didn't come out, and there was news in Beijing that this Chongzhen finally named Mao Jue as the chief soldier of Dongjiang, and he had to be a veteran Mao Wenlong, Mao Jue's wife Chen entered Beijing as a hostage! How can such philistines win the hearts of the people? God bless me so much! ”

Huang Taiji likes Han culture, and there is a burst of sycophants quoting classics around him, and Fan Wencheng is vividly photographed! Huang Taiji, who listened, also smiled and put his hands behind his back and nodded yes.

"This Mao Dongjiang is a fierce horse! But no matter how fierce the horse is, it must obediently put on the reins of the saddle under my hands!"

The coolest thing in the world is bragging, and the most unpleasant thing in the world is not being slapped in the face when you are too bragging! Before Huang Taiji's rhetoric was finished, the first wave of noise suddenly came from the official road that had just fascinated him, and more than a dozen soldiers were holding a red horse in panic, and a large number of Qing soldiers who followed behind also lost their armor and fled back from the mountain in a panic.

"What's wrong? Check it out!"

Full of suspicion, Huang Taiji had a gloomy face, shaking his head at the little eunuch beside him, the little eunuch in a yellow coat was also a clever person, trotted over, and came back after less than a moment, bowing to Huang Taiji in a panic.

"Your Majesty, Yanguli is ......, and the master of Yangulili is dead!"

These words made Huang Taiji couldn't help but shake.

This Yanguli is old enough, he is a veteran of Nurhachi's army, Pinghuifa, Ulahada, Ohji and other departments, he has military exploits, and he also married Nurhachi's daughter, he is a member of the clan, such an old man died, and the commotion caused by the Manchu nobles can be imagined.

Although he didn't wear filial piety, but the people in a tent surrounded the corpse and mourned silently, and the dullness was countless times more depressing than after Li Yongfang's death, and at this moment, the guards outside said that the emperor arrived, and many ministers suddenly surrounded them urgently, kneeling heavily on the ground.

"See the emperor!"

"Your Majesty! The Mao clan is vicious, set up an ambush, and assassinate me, Lord Yanguli! The emperor must avenge the boss and kill him Dongjiang Mao's family! ”

Sonny, who was closer to Yanguli, simply knelt on the ground fiercely, his head fluttering and knocking, and the sadness of his words caused a group of old Manchurians to also have a kinship, and they kowtowed down, but when he heard this, Huang Taiji's face was ugly.

To tell the truth, Mao Jue, who is good at building roads and good at management, is much more useful than a reckless man who can only charge into battle, but he can't open his mouth to refuse, which directly hurts the heart of the old Manchen, and he stands out from the four major Baylor co-governance and has a few more Dolgon's sweat positions, and the old politician Huang Taiji naturally will not make such a low-level mistake.

After a moment of silence, Huang Taiji changed into a sad appearance and said in a low voice.

"Let's bury Lord Yanguli first, and then turn around, I will personally lead the troops and kill the man and dog who killed the old man!"

"The emperor is wise!"

The atmosphere in the tent finally became a little more lively, and dozens of ministers kowtowed excitedly. However, in the crowd, the corners of Dorgon's mouth couldn't help but put on a strange smile.

…………

In order to recruit Mao Jue, this Huang Taiji did waste some thoughts, his idea is also shrewd, heavy troops to break through the Ming army fort that killed Yanguli, and kill the captured Ming army in the most cruel way to calm the anger of the old Manchen, and wait until the real result of the Dongjiang River, and then raise the board high and fall gently, which is considered to give Mao Jue a way to live.

However, when he really arrived at the place, Huang Taiji knew that he had made an early calculation!

If you want to save your life, Mao Jue is thinking about it, the road is not built in vain, the official road of the Dongjiang River connects all over the Weishan Village, and each village has its own Weibao, the Weibao that kills Yang Gulili is located in the lofty mountains and mountains before the Baima River, built on the highest part of a mountain, not to mention the height of the fortress itself, only next to it is a hundred meters high, a slope of more than 30 degrees, which is a natural natural danger.

And Huang Taiji's cognition of the Dongjiang cannon can be refreshed again, on this small fort guarded by only two or three hundred people, there are also two Hongyi cannons in one corner, a total of doors, more than ten miles down the nearby mountain, all within its strike range.

However, the arrow has to be sent! His face was gloomy like the bottom of a pot, Huang Taiji nodded to the people around him dullly, at the forefront, Bao Chengxian waved the flag sadly as if his father was dead, and immediately, thousands of Han army flags rushed towards the steep hillside with a shout.

Bang~

The dull sound of artillery is like winter thunder, the shaking valley is buzzing, the blazing flames with a lore, facing the charging Qing army smashing over, and it is not only this fortress, the sound of one after another sounded on the hills, I don't know how several military forts fired together, the whistling shells fell in all directions in the large team on the Qing officers' road, the steel storm set off a blood frenzy, listening to the screams of the Jianzhou Jurchens, Huang Taiji's fat face was once again gloomy like a landmine......

(End of chapter)