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That night, Hou Xuanyan summoned the generals and arranged to go down to find the ignition material.

When the generals in the tent heard this, they immediately understood that the prince was about to attack with fire again, and immediately turned their heads and ears to discuss the pros and cons of this method in a low voice. Zhu Dadian bowed slightly, sat down and said: "Guogong, although it is good to set fire to the mountain, I am afraid that this majestic mountain will be easy to extinguish if it is lit, if it burns for ten days and a half months, we will not be able to get by." When the time comes, the Qing soldiers will flee down the mountain, won't it become an unguarded pass and be able to stop us for half a month? ”

"Oh?" Hou Xuanyan didn't think of this question, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Can the fire burn for so long?" ”

Zhu Dadian sat up straight and said: "Qingliu Pass is not bad at the beginning, but since Taizu conquered Chuzhou here, trained the children of Jiangdong through the two Huai, and the world has been peaceful for two hundred years, Qingliu Pass has long lost the significance of strategic Xiongguan. The dead branches and leaves covered on it for many years are a foot deep and catch fire when they catch fire. In addition, the trees are overgrown, all of which are tall pines and cypresses, and one is enough to burn for a long time. What the lower official said for half a month, it was still on the premise that someone was fighting the fire. ”

Hou Xuanyan lowered his head and didn't speak, stood up and paced back and forth in the tent, walked to the door of the tent and suddenly stopped, pointed outside and said: "Qingliu Pass is so dangerous, the way down the mountain is few and steep, we set fire in the middle of the night, the Qing soldiers were caught off guard, if they wanted to go down the mountain, they would definitely be trampled to death, choked to death, and roasted to death countless times under the crowd." At the beginning in Changzhou, the burned Qing soldiers were not crowded and trampled to death more than half, and thousands of troops and horses wanted to squeeze down the cliffs in the night, but there was only one way to go, haha. This time, they died even worse. ”

The generals listened to the hair, this is also too ruthless, since ancient times the water and fire are ruthless, the use of this strategy in the command of the army is rumored to be against the peace of heaven, and all the generals who do this will not end well.

Zhang Huangyan said worriedly: "Guogong, we have found out a while ago that there are many Fengyang people on Qingliu Pass, who were driven up the mountain to build fortifications by the Manchurians. If they set fire to them, they will surely be affected, and it will not be against the peace of heaven. ”

Hou Xuanyan looked at everyone's reaction and sneered slightly: "A few days ago, the rain was like a note, but the sun is shining brightly these days, and the exposure to the sun for several days in a row is a warning from God, let us attack the mountain with fire." Since it is a warning from heaven, it seems that the heavenly lord who is compassionate to all sentient beings also knows that the trouble of the Manchu Qing is greater than the burning of the mountain. We can say that Fengtian burned the mountain, and when the Qinggou was killed in the future, I personally took people to the mountain to plant trees. As for the people of Fengyang...."

The generals looked at each other, and no one dared to stand up and speak, after all, there were still tens of thousands of people on the mountain. Jiang Jianxun, who had been silent, stood up and arched his hand: "What Guogong said is extremely true, the trouble of the Manchu Qing Dynasty is worse than the burning of the mountain, if you can't go on the Northern Expedition as soon as possible and pass the Qingliu Pass, the people in the Central Plains in the north are being bullied every day, not to mention tens of millions." ”

Zhang Huangyan said angrily: "The Central Plains is full of people abusing the people, and tens of thousands of people who burned the mountains died in our hands." If we don't treat the people as human beings, we drove away the Manchus, what is the difference between them and them. ”

Hou Xuanyan slapped the table, stopped the quarrel, and said in a condensed voice: "The steepness of the road on the mountain, it is extremely difficult to transport grain up the mountain, the Qing soldiers will not stay on the mountain for a long time, we will wait for a few days." By then, these people should have almost gone. ”

Qingliu closed the lush shade, and I couldn't see the situation at all, so I only guessed. No one knows when the Qing soldiers will drive the strong man down the mountain, and if he guesses the wrong hour, it may be a big tragedy.

Before Zhang Huangyan could open his mouth, Hou Xuanyan waved his hand happily and said: "Let's go out, let's discuss it again in the future, these days, beware of the Qing soldiers coming down the mountain to raid, and don't be lazy in building fortifications." ”

On the Qingliu Pass in the distance, the main general of the Qing army, Jierharang, looked high and far away, and saw that the Northern Expeditionary Army below was like a small ant, holding a shovel and shovel, and building fortifications. The surrounding generals ridiculed one after another, and the Ming army, as the attacker, did not fire a single shot, but built fortifications below every day, which was too timid.

Zilharang snorted: "Shut up! ”

The generals looked at each other, the Manchurian Eight Banners were slavery, and the banner owner Zilharang and them were actually masters and slaves. The master was angry, and although the minions didn't know why, they were scared enough.

Zilharang said angrily: "You still have the face to be happy here, we are the attackers, it was the emperor who ordered us to lead our troops south, and now we have been driven to Qingliu Pass, do you still want to laugh at others for being cowardly?" This Hou Xuanyan is really hateful, he built fortifications, so that my plan to sneak attack at any time failed, and we can only stay here. Since entering the customs, when have we fought this kind of battle in the Qing Dynasty? ”

As soon as the master was angry, the minions' legs weakened, and they knelt on the Qingliu Pass with their buttocks.

Su Bandai raised his head and said: "Lord Wang, the Han people are cowardly and incompetent, and now they dare to fight us because they have been bewitched by Hou Xuanyan and do not know the prestige of our Qing Dynasty." That Hou Xuanyan was lucky enough to sneak attack a few times and won our Qing Dynasty, which made the southerners think that he could resist the heavenly soldiers. ”

Zilharang said in a deep voice, "What do you have in mind?" ”

"Hehe, the Han people under the mountain haven't seen our brave martial arts, so it's better to let them see it. This group of Han untouchables on the mountain has almost finished their work, and they still eat a lot of food every day. It's better to wait for them to finish and kill them all, and throw their heads down the mountain, first, to make the Han people under the mountain afraid, and second, to provoke Hou Xuanyan and let him attack Qingliu Pass in advance, and our opportunity will come. ”

When Ji'er Harang heard it, it made sense, if Hou Xuanyan had built fortifications at the foot of the mountain and really stalemate with him here, then all the plans to go south would be in vain. According to Hou Xuanyan's past character, Su Bandai's strategy is estimated to really anger the only pillar of Nanming. When the time comes, their army will knock on the pass, and they will rely on such a strong pass, it will not be easy to defeat him. Zilharang's face was happy, and he said approvingly: "Yes, you are still useful. ”

Su Bandai was so happy that his skin was open, and his old face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum: "Thank you for your praise." ”

The deputy commander of the blue flag who was kneeling next to him said angrily: "Su Bandai, what is your identity, how dare you call yourself a slave?" You are only a Man, not a Manchurian, where are you qualified to be a slave of your master? ”

Before the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, slaves were used to curse people, but in the Qing Dynasty, it was so strange. In the eyes of the Manchus, the "minions" are very noble, because this kind of title can only be called by the Manchus, and to put it bluntly, they are their own family. No matter how good the Manchus were to the Han and Mongolian people, they still belonged to the foreign population, and there was still a difference in nature. During the Qianlong period of later generations, there was an incident in which the Han minister called himself a "slave". After Qianlong found out, he scolded Han Chen on the spot, offended the word "slave", and punished him.

Su Bandai's face was full of shame, and he stepped aside and stopped talking, and Zilharang's eyes gradually darkened.

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