Ma Bao kicked Xu Lianshan and said, "Get out!" If it weren't for the fear that Sister Yulan would be sad, Lao Tzu wouldn't have come to save you from a nagging ghost? ”

"Brother Ma, don't! Our brothers are like mandarin ducks, how can you say such a thing? Xu Lianshan said.

"Stop! Shut up! Lao Tzu likes your sister-in-law, don't compare mandarin ducks with Lao Tzu! Ma Bao suddenly stopped, he remembered what the big boss said. Mandarin duck is a metaphor for the relationship between husband and wife, Xu Lianshan actually used mandarin duck to compare with him, and he was about to run away immediately!

Xu Lianshan looked wronged, and said with a wry smile: "It's not right! How can Zhou Xiucai say that the mandarin duck is a metaphor for the feelings between brothers? ”

When the two of them were arguing, the sound of "bell" came from afar. The two people in the bickering mouth were immediately stunned, and they both looked at each other with puzzled eyes.

Why did they give up the trench that they had paid more than 40 lives to protect, could it be that the order was wrong.

When the second time the voice of Mingjin came, Ma Bao gritted his teeth and said, "Withdraw!" ”

"Brother Ma! I can't figure it out, the brothers will die in vain? Brother Ma! Xu Lianshan said loudly.

Ma Bao also showed a look of struggle, but then changed to a determined expression. "If you can't figure it out, keep thinking about it, but the order must be executed. Remove! ”

Xu Lianshan stomped his feet, turned around and roared, "Bring the brothers!" Evacuate as soon as possible! Despite the reluctance of many, the order to retreat was carried out.

The trench closest to Fuzhou City was abandoned, and the Changxing army retreated to the second trench to defend. The 1,000 men led by Tunbulu captured the trench without much effort, and forced the Changxing army to retreat.

Aibali was unconvinced, and his Niu Lu suffered heavy losses. The Han military banner was even more casualties, and after paying so much, he was picked up by the villain Tunbulu.

He didn't wash up at the moment, so he went to Mang Gurtai for a review with a broken helmet that had been punched out of the hole by the fire, and his face was covered with sweat and gunsmoke.

"Lord Belle! The minions are not convinced! The minions led people to fight to the death, and they saw that they were going to take down the mud. It's Tunbulu who comes up and takes the credit, and you have to call the shots for your minions! Aibali knelt down in front of Mang Gurtai and said loudly.

Not to be outdone, Tun Bulu immediately knelt down and said, "Lord Belle! Aibali was talking nonsense, and he was left with only a few dozen people who were so frightened by the mud that they lay on the ground and didn't dare to get up. If it weren't for the minions who led the people to kill the mud, Aibali would have been killed long ago. Not only did this person not appreciate it, but he also falsely accused the slave in front of the master, and you want to be the master of the slave! ”

"Slander! It's all slander! Lord Belle! The minions have been fighting with the mud and have never taken a step back, you must believe the minions! Look, the minions' helmets have been pierced by muddy firearms, and if it weren't for the minions' fate, they wouldn't have been able to come back a long time ago! Aibali immediately retorted.

"Lord Belle ......"

Mang Gurtai's hair was for a while, and the joy of repelling the Changxing army just now was gone. His two generals are both experts in leading troops to fight, but the endless fighting between the two is a headache.

He could only say, "Enough! The credit for both of you is great, and Benbel has written it down for you. Wait for the Changxing army to retreat, and then reward them together! ”

……

In front of Zhang Dou in the Changxing Army, Ma Baoli bowed down in front of Zhang Dou and said, "Handsome! Some brothers don't understand why they want to give up the trench to Jiannu, isn't it better for us to stick to the trench, we will definitely let Jiannu meet in front of the trench and break the blood! ”

Zhang Dou looked at the excited Ma Bao and said, "It's not that the soldiers can't figure it out, I'm afraid you can't figure it out either!" ”

was told by Zhang Dou, Ma Bao smiled awkwardly and said, "A little! Handsome! There is only one thing I haven't figured out! ”

"After our reinforcement operation and the clearing of the surrounding forts, how many available troops are left in Fuzhou City?" Zhang Dou did not explain to Ma Bao, but instead asked questions.

Ma Bao immediately replied: "Dashuai! There are still more than 20,000 people in the Jurchen Eight Banners and Han Army Banners in the city! ”

Zhang Dou nodded and said, "Very good!" With so many people gathered in the city, even if our heavy artillery can collapse the city walls. Mang Gurtai is going to resist stubbornly, how many people do we have to die to take Fuzhou City? ”

"This! ......" Ma Bao was speechless for a while, if Mang Gurtai was really ruthless and fought with the Changxing army street by street, the Changxing army would not want to take it without paying most of the casualties.

The Jurchens were not vegetarians, and the streets in the city were narrow and there were many houses, which made it more conducive to the Jurchens to hide.

Once they entered the street fighting, the casualties of the Changxing army would skyrocket. At that time, even if Fuzhou is defeated, the Changxing army will be injured, and once the Changxing army's hard-to-save family wealth is lost, what will it use to rule overseas territories.

At the thought of such a situation happening, Ma Bao suddenly felt excited.

I only heard Zhang Dou muttering: "I thought Mang Gurtai was a reckless person, I led my troops to land in Beixinkou, and he will definitely fight a decisive battle with our army." In that case, as long as Mang Gurtai is defeated in the field, Fuzhou will be at your fingertips.

But I didn't expect Mang Gurtai to shrink back and wait for help, and this battle would be difficult to fight. Once Shengjing's reinforcements arrive, how should our army decide? ”

……

At this moment, Shengjing City has become a pot of porridge, Nurhachi's illness is good and bad, and the open and secret battles of his sons do not let him worry.

What he didn't expect was that Mang Gurtai, who was originally the most favorable, was actually a cruel and tyrannical person. In order to please himself, he killed his mother without hesitation.

Once such a person becomes the king of Dajin, he will definitely set off a bloody storm, and none of the rest of the brothers will survive.

Therefore, the throne must not be passed to Mang Gurtai, and the only people left are the old Eighth Emperor Taiji and the old fourteenth Dolgon.

Huang Taiji is a calm and resourceful person, and he is the best candidate for the throne. But this son's scheming is too deep, and even he can't see through it.

Therefore, Nurhachi has always been wary of this son, and the fourteenth son Dolgon wants to please Nurhachi, and he himself wants to pass on the throne to this son.

But Dorgon was too young, and he was only 12 years old now. Can you keep the foundation you have laid at such a young age?

Especially yesterday, there was an urgent report from Mang Gurtai in Fuzhou that Zhang Dou of the Changxing Army actually led tens of thousands of people to attack Fuzhou.

Nurhachi doesn't believe a word about this, tens of thousands of Changxing troops? There are so many people Zhang Dou has already beaten Shengjing, and he still uses it in the small place of Changsheng?

At most, about 10,000 people attacked Fuzhou, and what made him most angry was that Mang Gurtai chose to divide his troops to attack Jinzhou, and he was stubbornly waiting for help?

An army of 50,000 is afraid of the mud of 10,000 people? When did the warriors of Daikin fall into this field? The face of the Jurchens was disgraced by his son, and he immediately took the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners to conquer Fuzhou.

But his body did not allow Nurhachi to do this, so he had no choice but to order Huang Taiji to send troops to rescue Fuzhou.