Bolo fixed his eyes and stood up that the general of the green battalion was a guerrilla, as if his name was Li Benshen, he was a Qing army who surrendered in Henan, and there were only four or five hundred people under him at that time.

"What can you do, though, if it works, Benbel will be rewarded!" Bolo encouraged.

In Bolo's view, the number of Manchurians was too small, and if they wanted to conquer the Ming Dynasty and rule this huge empire, they had to reuse Han talents. Therefore, Bolo is very good to the generals of the Green Battalion under him.

"Back to Lord Beile, the last general used to be a subordinate of Gao Jie, the general of the Ming Dynasty, Gao Jie and Huang Degong made an appointment to support King Fu's succession when he was alive, and later Huang Degong reneged on the covenant and took refuge in Chen Yue's dog thief. The last general and Huang Degong's subordinate chief soldier Tian Xiong have an old relationship, and their friendship is not bad.

Tian Xiong is greedy and lustful, and he will do whatever it takes to climb up, and he is not a loyal person. In the end, the general will be sure to persuade him to surrender to our Qing Dynasty and turn his back on Huang Degong. Huang Degong has five general soldiers under him, Tian Xiong is one of them, as long as he is willing to respond internally, there will be no problem in defeating Huang Degong's army. ”

Li Benshen stood in front of Bolo with low eyebrows and obedient eyes, talking about his strategy.

"Hmm!" Bolo stood up, came to Li Benshen, looked at him carefully, and saw that Li Benshen lowered his eyebrows and looked honest, but the strategy he offered was very ruthless.

"If you can really persuade Na Tian Xiong to surrender, after defeating Huang Degong, I will promote you to the position of chief soldier." Bolo patted Li Benshen on the shoulder and praised him. If the Ming generals are the same as this Li Benshen, it will be much easier for the Qing Dynasty to dominate the world.

Listening to Bolo's promise, Li Benshen looked extremely excited, and it was really good that he secretly chose to surrender to the Qing Dynasty, and if he continued like this, he could also take advantage of the Ming Dynasty of the Qing Dynasty to make contributions and be a founding hero.

That night, Li Benshen disguised himself as a soldier of the Ming army, and quietly blended into the queue of the Jiangpu Ming army. He was originally from the Ming army and was very familiar with the situation of the army. After inquiring, Li Benshen found Tian Xiong's tent and had a chance to meet Tian Xiong.

Seeing a small soldier break in, Tian Xiong was furious, and when he was about to scold, he saw Li Benshen's face and was stunned for a moment.

"Vice Admiral Li, why are you?" Tian Xiong asked in surprise. When Gao Jie was alive, Tian Xiong and Li Benshen drank several times, and then Gao Jie's army was defeated, and Li Benshen didn't know where to go, but he didn't expect to see him in his account today.

Why is he here, Tian Xiong couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, his hand grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he was on guard.

"Mr. Tian doesn't have to be nervous, I'm just a person. At that time, Brother Tian and I were both adjutant generals, but I didn't expect that I would have been promoted to the post of chief soldier now, which is really gratifying. Li Benshen spread his hands, signaled that he had no malicious intentions, and said with a smile.

Seeing that Li Benshen did come alone, and there was no movement outside the tent, Tian Xiong's heart relaxed slightly, and his hand released the hilt of the sword.

"After a long time, I didn't expect to see Brother Li today, and I should have enjoyed the wine, but now that the soldiers are in danger, it is really not a good opportunity to catch up. Brother Li ventured to find his brother, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly. ”

Tian Xiong naturally knows Li Benshen's current identity. At this time, he ventured through the battlefield of war to find himself, and Li Benshen must have taken refuge in the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

"Since Brother Tian is so refreshing, the younger brother will no longer hide it. Yes, the younger brother has now surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and is currently serving as a guerrilla under Dorobellebolo, and now in the name of Lord Beile, I persuade Brother Tian to abandon the darkness and surrender to my Qing Dynasty. ”

Li Benshen smiled and said his intention directly.

"Oh? I just don't know what is dark and what is light? Tian Xiong asked lightly.

"Isn't that obvious. In the current situation, Brother Tian naturally knew that the Ming Dynasty was exhausted, and although Emperor Chongzhen fled from Beijing to Nanjing, he was just surviving. I am outside the Longxing Pass in the Qing Dynasty, and it is the trend of the times to follow the heavens. The Ming army was so weak that it couldn't even defeat the thieves. However, the Qing Dynasty was so powerful that the thieves were defeated and fled all the way from the north to the Yangtze River.

Now that Prince Yu of the Great Qing Dynasty has led an army of 200,000 to surround Yangzhou City, Chen Yue, the governor of Jiangbei, will be captured and killed in a few days.

And Prince Azig of the Great Qing Dynasty led an army of 100,000 to chase the thieves to Wuchang, but after the thieves were destroyed, they would go down the river east and kill Nanjing. At that time, the Qing Dynasty and the two armies were attacked, and the fall of Nanjing was just around the corner.

The so-called good ministers choose the lord and serve, and the good birds choose the trees and perch, at the time of the Ming and Qing dynasties, Brother Tian, you have to choose your own position, is it to be a foolish and loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty, or to be the founding hero of the Qing Dynasty? Brother Tian should think deeply. ”

Li Benshen was silent after speaking, he believed that Tian Xiong's temperament would make the choice that best matched his interests.

Tian Xiong stared at Li Benshen coldly, but there was a monstrous wave in his heart. He knew that Li Benshen's words were not exaggerated, and the situation was even more sinister than what he said.

Just a few days ago, when Huang Degong was ordered to lead troops to reinforce Jiangpu, news came from Jiujiang that a Qing army took advantage of the heavy rain for several days to suddenly kill Jiujiang, and Zuo Liangyu's army stationed on the north bank of Jiujiang was in chaos, and there were even rumors that Zuo Liangyu had died, and most of his army was taken by his son Zuo Mengeng to surrender to the Qing army.

If Zuo Liangyu surrenders, the Qing army will no longer have anyone to resist, and it will not take much time to reach Nanjing. What can more than 20,000 people do with Huang Degong?

Seeing that the Ming Dynasty has little time, Tian Xiong will naturally not be like Huang Degong, willing to be martyred for the Ming Dynasty, if he can take refuge in the Qing Dynasty to be a founding hero, he will naturally have a thousand wishes. But the question is, how much price is the Qing army willing to pay for itself?

"What you said is good, but my Tian Xiong eats the salary of the Ming Dynasty, and General Huang also treats me well, and appoints me to the important position of the general army, how can I betray lightly?" Tian Xiong said lightly.

Hearing Tian Xiong's words, Li Benshen suddenly laughed, "Lord Bolobel said, as long as you are willing to surrender to the Qing Dynasty and be appointed with your original position, that is to say, you will also be your chief soldier, and when you make meritorious achievements in the future, you will continue to be rewarded, even if you become the governor of a province, it is also idle." ”

Hearing Li Benshen say this, Tian Xiong suddenly relieved his heart, he was afraid that he surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, but he was dismissed from office, and the army in his hands was reorganized.

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After Li Benshen left, Tian Xiong thought about it and felt that he was the only one who was not sure of surrendering to the Qing Dynasty, after all, his army was only 5,000 people, and if he dared to defect, he was afraid that he would soon be suppressed by Huang Degong.

It would be good if he could persuade one more to surrender with him, Tian Xiong thought for a while, and a figure of one person appeared in his mind, that is, the total meritorious.

The next day, the two armies of the Ming and Qing dynasties continued to fight, and Bolo, with the Eight Banners as the main force, launched a fierce attack on the camp of the Ming army.

On a hill outside Jiangpu City, Huang Degong frowned, the Qing army's attack was really weird, and the Tian Xiongma Degong Department on the left and right wings did not care, and the whole army attacked his own Chinese army, and the troops were all Manchurian Eight Banner soldiers, and the combat power was particularly strong, and he saw his army retreating one after another.

"Pass the order, and order Tian Xiong and Ma Degong to lead the troops to outflank them from the left and right, and attack their rear roads!" Huang Degong ordered.

However, the herald went for a long time, but he never returned, and the two divisions of Tianma still did not move.

What the hell is going on? Huang Degong was extremely surprised. Just as he was about to send people to continue urging, suddenly a group of more than a dozen cavalry rushed from the left flank.

It's Tian Xiong who sent someone! Huang Degong hurriedly let them in, who knew that when these more than ten people rode horses and galloped fifty steps away from the banner of the Chinese army, they suddenly drew their bows and arrows in unison, and shot at Huang Degong!

This arrow came so suddenly, even the guards who guarded Huang Degong didn't have time to react. Huang Degong hurriedly pulled the reins, and the war horse rose up humanly, and most of the arrows were blocked by the body of the war horse. But a feathered arrow crossed the war horse and pierced Huang Degong's neck.

Huang Degong felt a pain in his neck, and fell off the war horse with a pop.

Seeing that the coach fell down with an arrow, Huang Degong's subordinates were in chaos. Some of the family members rushed to kill the attacking cavalry, while others tried to rescue Huang Degong, but Huang Degong's neck had been pierced by arrows and he couldn't even speak.

The main general was seriously wounded, Ma Degong and Tian Xiongbu on the left and right wings took the opportunity to surrender, the Ming army's position could no longer hold, and was killed by the Qing army, and the army loyal to Huang Degong stood in front of Huang Degong, making the last resistance.

Huang Degong struggled to stand up, blood gushing out of his mouth, and the arrow pierced his throat, without hurting the artery, making him barely able to fight. However, looking at the situation on the battlefield, Huang Degong knew that he was powerless to return to the sky and the general trend had gone.

Seeing that the guards who were loyal to him were cut down in pieces, Huang Degong closed his eyes in pain, and his hand slowly touched the hilt of the sword on his waist.

"Your Majesty, the ransom ministers are incompetent and cannot hold the Jiangpu defense line for you, so that Nanjing will face the Tartar army!"

Huang Degong muttered in his heart, slowly pulled out the sword and put it across his neck, and pulled it hard, and a trace of blood shot out vigorously, reflecting the holy blue light under the sunlight.