Fan Wencheng had to ask the original Chinese medicine to continue to give Huang Taiji medicine, but this person could only make Dajin Khan's condition no longer continue to deteriorate, which was equivalent to hanging his breath and not dying, not to mention that there was no sign of improvement, even if Huang Taiji was awake for a moment, he couldn't do it.

Although he was anxious, Fan Wencheng still calmed down, and after sending the Chinese doctor out of the camp, he returned to Huangtaiji's couch in a daze, and the current situation was extremely critical, and the news that Dajin Khan was seriously ill had been secretly circulated in the army, and people's hearts were fluctuating.

If the Ming reinforcements arrived at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

There is also an urgent matter, which makes Fan Wencheng uneasy.

During the day today, there were several horsemen from Shengjing, and the news brought was a bolt from the blue, Hauge led the army from Hetuara to help, fell into Amin's trick, the entire Shengjing was burned, not to mention, Hauge himself was also taken head, and together with others, was placed outside Shengjing City to make a view of Beijing.

According to the person who reported the information, because the matter involved Haugbel, the Amin stayed there and deliberately insulted the Jingguan, and no one dared to move.

The news of the fall of Shengjing was covered by Huang Taiji before, and all the people who reported the news were also executed, and now such a powerful news must not be spread, and it stands to reason that these people have to make them unable to open their mouths once and for all.

But Fan Wencheng is just a Hanchen after all, and in the eyes of the Jin people, he is just a minion, he has no ability or courage to exterminate these Jurchens who report the news, so he can only trap these people in one place with both soft and hard methods, prevent them from contacting other people, and temporarily block the news.

Now he is hoping that Huang Taiji can sober up for a while, so that he can dispose of these hot potatoes, and in addition, it is best to open a warrant to withdraw the troops from the Daling River as soon as possible.

Perhaps it was Heaven that heard Fan Wencheng's repeated prayers and finally opened his grace, and in the low voice of the maid, Fan Wencheng saw Huang Taiji slowly open his eyes.

"Your Majesty, you... You're awake. Fan Wencheng was so excited that he was incoherent, this was the Ming Jun in his mind, the person he wanted to assist wholeheartedly.

Huang Taiji's face was gray, his cheeks were sunken, his red eyes were still a little bright, and the first thing he said after waking up was, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"It's been three or four days, Your Majesty, it's really auspicious, you've finally woken up." Fan Wencheng burst into tears, and said to the maid, "Quick, go and get some millet porridge to serve Your Majesty." ”

"Three or four days?" Although Huang Taiji had just woken up, his mind was very clear, and after taking a few mouthfuls of millet porridge, he waved his hand to let the maid withdraw from the camp tent, "What is the situation of each camp?" ”

"Your Majesty, the situation is not good, thirty percent of the soldiers have died of illness, and most of the rest are sick, and those who can carry knives and get on horses have three good achievements."

"Are they all like me?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Huang Taiji sighed heavily, "How unfair is the heavens, how can such a heavy epidemic fall, Dalinghe City is already in our bag." ”

"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon's body." Fan Wencheng kowtowed heavily, "We have dead and wounded here, and the Ming army in the city is not much better, the only thing to worry about is to come to aid the Ming army, if they see through our reality, but..."

"That's right." Huang Taiji wanted to sit up, his face flushed, and an earth-shattering cough came out of his mouth, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood on the edge of the couch.

Fan Wencheng hurriedly handed over a square scarf, "Your Majesty, I will call someone to come in and serve you." ”

"Don't be busy." Huang Taiji gasped, "My own body knows by myself, the big thing is important, you hurry up and write a warrant for me to withdraw the army now, I will use the seal immediately, I can't stay here any longer, otherwise my Dajin will hang." ”

"Huh!" Fan Wencheng hurriedly got up from the ground, and continued to say to Huang Taiji while looking for a pen and paper, "By the way, Your Majesty, someone in Shengjing has come to report again." ”

"Someone from Shengjing?" Huang Taiji stroked his chest, "Have these people been dealt with?" ”

Regardless of what the news is, no matter whether the news is good or bad, first ask the whereabouts of these messengers, Huang Taiji just doesn't want Sheng Jing's affairs to spread, which shows his ambition.

"Your Majesty, my identity..."Fan Wencheng smiled bitterly, laid out the paper, and studied the ink by himself, "But I gathered them all together and didn't let them come into contact with other people." ”

"Well done." Huang Taiji said in a deep voice, "After you write the warrant for the withdrawal of troops, I will give you a secret order to destroy all these messengers." ”

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

"What's the matter with Shengjing?" Huang Taiji arranged it, and then asked.

"Uh, Your Majesty..."Fan Wencheng's pen hanging on the paper paused, "Minion... The minions did not dare to say. ”

"Say, forgive your innocence."

Fan Wencheng put down his pen, put aside the half-written warrant, knelt on the ground, walked to the side of Huangtaiji's couch, and replied with a crying voice, "Your Majesty, Haugebelle returned to Shengjing, and was ambushed by Amin, Shengjing was burned, and Haugebelle also died. ”

After howling and crying, he didn't dare to tell the story that Haoge's head was placed on the top of the Jingguan, for fear of provoking Huang Taiji to faint again.

"Poof!" Huang Taiji opened his mouth and spat blood on the ground again, "Ah! Quick! ”

Gritting his teeth, he whispered angrily, "I... I'm going to tear you to pieces! ”

"Your Majesty, please take care of your dragon body." Fan Wencheng cried and persuaded.

Huang Taiji gasped, and his eyes, which were already red from illness, seemed to be even redder, and he wanted to drip blood.

The two of them looked at each other with such big eyes, and there was Huang Taiji's heavy wheezing sound in the camp tent, and Fan Wencheng's uncontrollable cry, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Dajin Parliamentary Baylor, the owner of the White Flag, Aisin Jueluo Dolgon, asks to see Dajin Khan." Suddenly, an unusually loud voice rang out outside the tent.

......

"Lord Belle, it's time to eat." There were pro-soldiers who greeted Dolgon.

"Just come." Dolgon said, thought for a moment, and then changed his mind, "You guys, take some food and some wine, and go out with me." ”

"Did you hear it, Lord Belle has an order, bring wine and food, and go out with him." Someone shouted a shout, and a dozen or so soldiers followed Dorgon out of the camp without asking where they were going.

The group went around and around, from the east of Dalinghe City, where the white flag was located, to the north, where the two yellow flags were stationed.

"Lord Belle, you better eat some." The leader of the pro-soldiers handed over the food.

Dorgon took only two pieces of bread, "Take the rest, and go and invite the brethren of the two yellow flags to eat and drink." ”

"Lord Belle, what do you want...?" The leader of the pro-army was quite clever and knew that Dorgon had a plan.

"Find them a cliché, ask if you have seen the messenger from Shengjing, it is best to inquire about the location of the messenger, I will wait for you here, go quickly."