On the road, surrounded by several Ming troops, this team of Qing soldiers has horses, quite attracted the Shanxi righteous army who hunted around, in a real Tartar head worth five taels of silver under the high hanging red, the entire Luliang Mountain side of the man who can hold a knife has moved, the tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by dogs, the invincible Eight Banners became a golden doll in everyone's eyes, the natives who came and went freely frantically searched in the mountains and wilderness, and the single Qing soldiers became the best target, and even happened to compete for a dozen or so Eight Banner soldiers' heads, The two rebel armies that encircled and suppressed fought first, and ignored the Eight Banners soldiers who were still holding swords as clay statues.

After entanglement with these rebels who wanted to make a fortune, they lost their way in the mountains, and lost some of them in the mountains, and after this toss, there were less than 500 people with Dolgon.

Retreating on the battlefield, it is impossible to have the opportunity to take provisions, these days, eating and sleeping in the open, full of hope that out of the mountains can get some food, drink and clothing in the county town in front, but I didn't expect that it is a piece of Zeguo, looking at the past, the rammed city wall has collapsed a large piece of blistering, and there is really no need to get a raft in.

"Lord Wang, there is still half a rabbit that I hunted yesterday, you eat some first, there is still a long way to go." Rosh pulled a piece of rabbit meat out of his bosom and handed it to Dorgon.

Dorgon took it, and although the golden meat was roasted overnight, it still exuded an enticing aroma, especially for those who had been hungry all night.

Dolgon sniffed, reached out and tore off a piece, and threw the rest back to Rosh: "Divide it among the guys, eat some." ”

Rosh nodded, and gave two fist-sized pieces of rabbit meat to a Bashku, and asked him to divide it, which was not enough to stuff the teeth of these fighting men rolling on the tip of the knife.

"Let's take a break," said Dolgon, who sat down on a large rock tiredly, close to the official road, and had a heavily weathered rock to block the wind, hidden from the unknown, so that he could watch out for the pursuers behind: "I have been running all night, and I guess the dog will not chase this side, so I will rest for a while and then go again, and get water to drink." ”

Rosh hurriedly ordered to go down, and the soldiers of the Eight Banners chose a place to rest, and some people went to the river to fetch water, and the flood was so polluted that they had to use water bladders to make a town, or boil it before they could drink it.

Dolgon closed his eyes and recuperated, Rosh made a round, turned back, and sat close, Dolgon seemed to know his arrival, his eyes closed and asked, "Is there any news in the direction of Datong?" ”

Rosh shook his head dejectedly: "No, the scouts sent out don't know if they can make it to Datong alive." ”

Someone came over and respectfully handed them a water bladder, and Rosh took it, giving it to Dorgon first.

Dolgon poured a sip of water, then slowly opened his eyes, returned the water bladder to Rosh, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, Azig is calm, and when he gets the news of the defeat of our army, he will have a countermeasure, and Hong Xiang should also be near Datong at this time, and will tell him the strategy we have agreed." Although it was a bit hasty, we had already transported the people and property in our hands to the north, and the retreat was a little busy, and there would be no big losses. ”

Rosh lowered his eyes and said regretfully: "In this way, I will return this flower to the Ming Kingdom in the Qing Dynasty." ”

Dolgon smiled and said disdainfully, "What's the pity? Taizu started in Liaodong, lived a life of hunting and herding horses, and entered the customs to loot what he lacked, how comfortable! Besides, we withdrew from the Guanwai, it's not that we won't come back, now the population and property from all over the country have been transported to the Guanwai, and the Guanwai has become a small Jiangnan, Shengjing is comparable to Nanjing City, and the days are not necessarily bad, leaving a mess to the Ming Kingdom, and when they build it again, we will fight back, isn't it beautiful? ”

Rosh's face was overjoyed, and he laughed: "It's still the regent Gao Ming, our Qing Dynasty foundation is outside the pass, what happens inside the pass, it has nothing to do with us, if you can get it, if you can't get it, you can grab it, and we will come next time!" Hahaha! ”

"The Han people say it well, they can bend and stretch, and they are the big husbands." Dolgon took another sip of water and smacked his tongue: "Wang Huan is proud at the moment, but I don't know how many Ming bureaucrats he has secretly offended, only he has collected financial power and exclusively operated the mutual market, which has cut off the wealth of many people. ”

Rosh smiled: "I listened to the lectures of the Han officials, saying that the Han people used to like to fight in the nest the most, so what Song Dynasty, the emperor also killed the most powerful general, it is really unreasonable, the regent tricks, to retreat as advance, let them have a bit of internal strife, we are outside the customs to recuperate, raise enough spirit, and then come back to kill him without leaving a piece of armor!" ”

"Although infighting is good, you still have to fan the flames to look good enough." Dolgon narrowed his eyes to resist the scorching sun above his head: "Hong Xiang has already arranged it and sent an envoy to the Ming court in the south, and if he stumbles under slander, he doesn't believe that Wang Huan will not fall!" ”

When Rosh heard this, he became even more excited, and leaned closer, and was about to say something, but he heard someone running over in the distance, shouting urgently: "There is a trail of a bright dog behind, go quickly!" ”

The two were startled, quickly got up, turned over and left.

……

Datong.

Jiang Jiu, as usual, got up on time every morning when the morning dawn appeared, drank a bowl of porridge that was getting thinner and thinner, and stepped on the city wall with a knife.

For such a long time, every wall in Datong City has scars left by the war, and some places where the tug of war is fierce have even collapsed and repaired and collapsed, and the potholes are dilapidated, but miraculously they are still firmly in the hands of the Jiang family.

The soldiers defending the city had long since become numb, as if they had not finished the day's fighting, day after day, and when they slept at night, they would express their gratitude to the gods and pray with their palms folded that they would survive tomorrow.

Although the Qing army's siege of the city was slack, the long wooden fence and trench outside the city was a boulder that pressed on the hearts of the people in the city, and the people in the city seemed to be in a huge prison, living like mice, waiting for the cat outside the city to have enough of playing, and launched a thunderous blow to kill them.

Jiang Hao was very conflicted in his heart, he regretted that he did not break through a few days ago when the Qing army did not succeed in the siege of the city, and stayed in the city by luck, on the other hand, he speculated with great hope about what kind of great changes had happened outside the city, so that the Qing soldiers would besiege but not attack.

Every day he inspected the city wall, and at sunset, he would secretly climb the high arrow tower and look into the distance in the shadows that the Qing gunners could not see.

The camp of the Qing army is still stacked with tents that cannot be seen at a glance, with flags like clouds and soldiers like the sea.

This made his hope sink to the lowest place, and he went down sullenly, and fell asleep in the cold cave.

This is his life, and he has been like this for several months, so that when the Qing soldiers are besieging the city, he must always remind himself, and cheer up his soldiers in this way, so that he can always keep the determination to persevere in his chest.

"Brothers, hold on!" He shouted loudly, running back and forth on the city wall: "The imperial army outside is on the road, and it will soon arrive in Datong, as long as we persist, we will be the heroes of the imperial court, rich and glorious, just around the corner!" ”

The flatbread is flying in the air, but it doesn't know when it will hit the ground.

On this morning, when he was still drinking porridge in a porcelain bowl, a personal guard stumbled in and hummed in a voice that didn't seem like a human being, Jiang Jiu's heart was about to jump out.

He threw down the bowl and let it break to pieces on the ground, and rushed to the city without even taking his sword.

All the soldiers looked out of the city, pointing, half believing, half happy, half worried.

Jiang Hao pounced on a battlement, and saw the Qing army camp outside the long trench, which was dotted like wheat fields, and began to slowly pull out.

A neat line of soldiers and horses was marching up, the iron cannons were dragged onto the gun carriages, and the carts were loaded with baggage.

Jiang Hao rubbed his eyes, affirming all this, his tears were about to flow out.

The flatbread has landed.

(End of chapter)