Under the city of Changzhou, people from all walks of life from Zhejiang, Suzhou, and Yixing gradually gathered. Everyone was startled by the spectacular sight of Changzhou, and the monstrous flames were blazing. Zhu Dadian was the closest to Changzhou, and his 30,000 horses arrived first.

Seeing Yan Yingyuan, Zhu Dadian dismounted and didn't wait for him to speak, so he scolded angrily: "The dog Tartar is inhumane, he actually set fire to the city, so disregard for the way of heaven, it is against people, and he will be punished by heaven!" Liheng, let's say which bastard burned it, I'll kill him in the future! ”

Yan Yingyuan and the people around him looked strange, he touched his nose, lowered his head and said, "Lord Zhu said carefully, this fire was put by the commander, and nearly 10,000 Tartar banner soldiers were trapped inside. The fire in Dongcheng is the strongest, they don't want to die, they can only escape from here, as long as we hold this place, they will be defeated without a fight, and none of them will want to live. You have come just in time, help me to surround them, I have not enough troops, and they have fled a lot. ”

When Zhu Dadian heard this, he yelled that it was not good, and he actually cursed Hou Xuanyan, and he was still guarding so many people. Fortunately, his head was bright, and he patted his thigh and said: "I'll just say, let's ask who else in the world has such pride, using the city as a furnace and the enemy as firewood." Lord Xiaohou is clever, this is a hundred times more clever than Zhuge Liang's burning of Xinye. There are not many people that my old Zhu admires, and the commander is one. ”

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Most of those who escaped from the city of Changzhou were Han Qing soldiers, who, like Duoduo, rushed all the way to Jinling.

Xia Wanchun took his subordinates, together with Hong Yixun, and chased after him. Duoduo and his own soldiers were skillful in horsemanship, but they were never overtaken, and they turned back and shot many of their pursuers.

Finally, when evening came, he left his pursuers behind and was nowhere to be seen. The only thirteen remaining soldiers escorted Duoduo into a mountain forest, and they could finally dismount and rest for a while.

Dodor gasped for breath, his face covered with beads of sweat, and after looking around vigilantly, he asked, "What is this place?" ”

The soldiers were all full, and no one was familiar with the terrain here, so they all shook their heads blankly.

After Duoduo sat down, he gasped evenly, and pointed to his own soldiers and ordered: "Go and shoot some small beasts to satisfy your hunger, remember not to start a fire, eat raw meat and drink blood, and recover your strength." And you, go find some water. ”

Although they are the best warriors and hunters, they still affect their senses after escaping for a day. They didn't notice that in the forest behind them, several pairs of eyes were staring at them.

In the valley of Qinglong Mountain, in a dilapidated cottage, Zhou Wenwu sat on the top of the golden knife, and a small minion kneeled in the hall.

"Chief, the little one saw with his own eyes, those people with braids on the back of their heads, speaking Manchu. And the leader is gorgeously dressed, this time it should be a big fish. ”

Zhou Wenwu's face was overjoyed, and he said, "How many people are there in these dog tartars?" ”

"Less than twenty."

"Such a few people, dare to come to my Qinglong Mountain, it is heaven that he does not go, hell has no door, you come to vote. Where they are now, the front leads the way. ”

The little minion sneered, with a sinister face, and said with a smile: "Leader, a few of us saw that one of them untied the kettle, it should be to fetch water." There's a spring in that place, and we've poisoned it. If you don't work to lead the way, they should be able to bring people back in a while. ”

Zhou Wenwu touched his chin and said with a smile: "Good job, this time eighty percent can catch a Tartar petty official, and there are twenty people under him, I think it is at least a general level, and I will reward you heavily when the time comes!" ”

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From dawn to evening, on the road from Changzhou to Jinling, there were 82 large and small battles, and the victorious Suzhou soldiers were like a rainbow.

Hou Xuanyan took 100,000 horses and horses, abandoned the burning city of Changzhou, and was bent on taking Jinling. This is the former imperial city of the Ming Dynasty, taking Jinling is different from other cities, if you can recover Jinling, it will make the Han people who are almost desperate see the light.

Beyond a wealthy town, the people have long been hiding in their homes, only the newborn calf is a child, lying on the window and looking out curiously.

"Grandpa, look, these big-headed soldiers don't have braids!"

The old man dragged him down, hugged him in his arms, and scolded while scaring him: "Nonsense, from the time the emperor was arrested to the present, how can anyone who is a soldier dare not cut his braids." Hurry up and give it to me, these Tartar soldiers are very fierce, no matter how naughty you are, they will kill you when they see it. ”

The child stiffened his neck, looked aggrieved, and said: "It's just that there are no braids, just no braids, I don't believe you can see it yourself." ”

The old man slapped him on the ass, his shriveled palm covering his little mouth, and looked out the window.

The banner of the three armies was fierce, and the book "Governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Suppressed and Restored", and the soldiers were all like the Ming army. The old master, who was teaching in a small mountain village near Jinling, saw this flag and this soldier again, as if he was in a different world. Two lines of cloudy tears ran down his wrinkled cheeks, and he shook his hands and pushed the door open.

More and more people walked out of their homes, and immediately a young Xuanjia general, holding a horsewhip, asked with a smile: "Uncle, what is the place in front?" ”

At this time, the child walked up to his grandfather, tugged at his robe, and looked at the heroic general curiously, his little eyes full of envy.

The old master was so excited that he couldn't speak, and the child said timidly: "Grandpa, look, I'll just say that they don't have braids." ”

Hou Xuanyan laughed and said to him, "Little doll, do you think it looks good with braids?" ”

"It's not good-looking, it's too ugly, it's the same as the ghost in the album."

Hou Xuanyan looked at him from the horse, nodded with satisfaction, and said in high spirits: "Then let's let this world no longer have braided hair, do you say?" ”

The child clapped his palms, jumped and said, "Yes, yes." ”

"Little doll, do you know what's up ahead?"

"The front is the Qinhuai River, cross the river to the other bank, and it is Qixia Mountain!"

The old master finally eased his excitement, and asked with a hopeful face: "General, there is Jinling City in front, do you want to recover Jinling?" ”

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "That's exactly what I mean." ”

The crowd erupted in violent cheers, and the people took out all kinds of food from their houses and stuffed them into the arms of the soldiers. There were also people who scooped water with scoops, and the soldiers who had been chasing them for a day were not polite, and they ate them when they were caught.

Hou Xuanyan took a bite of the dry cooking cake, untied the wine jug and took a sip, swallowed it and waved his hand: "Drink the horse Qinhuai River, and the soldiers will respond to Tianfu." Brothers, after this battle, let's go to the imperial city to eat meat and drink wine! ”