The Black Wolf Battlement is not a place name, just a name given to this place by the guards, it is only a part of the Great Wall, except for the guards here, outsiders did not know about this place before.

But the battle of the black wolf battlements also made this place famous, and the city walls and bricks that were blown down by the Manchu Qing Dynasty were dyed red.

In the end, because in the evening, the horses with many corpses could not get up, so Duoduo hated to give up.

"Just one step away, just one step away!" Duoduo thumped his chest, and countless Eight Banners wept because they almost broke this place.

They didn't try to figure out how resilient the people's army was, but they were already deeply afraid, and it was just a gap that took tens of thousands of lives on both sides.

It's unbelievable.

The good news came to Kyoto early in the morning, and the Hou Ming needed this news too much, and the people needed a victory too much, and this victory came more timely than food.

"Okay, great." When Wu Yi heard it, his excited voice trembled.

He couldn't wait to open the good news, and then trembled even more, especially when he saw the familiar name, his voice and smile seemed to be in front of him.

The appearance of the most special name made Wuyi's body tremble.

"Lao Zhao? Is this that Lao Zhao? Why is he here? Wu Yi roared.

There are many people with the surname Zhao in the Ming Dynasty, and there are many people named Lao Zhao who have no name, and it is definitely not him.

The palace was extremely quiet, no one gave him an answer, and Wu Yi was so jealous of this good news that he didn't want to look at it.

But the words on it have been imprinted in my mind, Zhenbei General Liu Xizi was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and Lao Zhao, the head of the new barracks, died......

"Your Majesty......"

Wu Yi prevented others from approaching.

His mind was pulled back to eight years ago, when he was cornered, and as a result, a trafficker came, and he ate the flatbread with caution......

I thought about it again, they were attacked by Tartars on the grassland, and this old Zhao almost lost his life for the sake of his head......

This enigmatic Lao Zhao has been interrogated many times by himself, but he has not revealed it.

"You said that you would return to Xuanfu, and you really said that you would stay in Xuanfu forever this time." Wu Yi found that the corners of his eyes were moist, and this old partner of his own fulfilled his dream.

"I won't ask, let's just treat you as a Ming veteran who still has a heart, pen and ink." Wu Yi twitched his nose.

Wuyi's characters are ugly, and few pen and ink are left.

But this time he put pen to paper.

Qingshan is fortunate to bury the bones of the faithful,

Loyal martyrs are immortal in the north of Xinjiang.

He didn't have literary talent, he just thought of giving Lao Zhao something, without Lao Zhao, the People's Army would not have been established so quickly, maybe it would have been rewritten at the beginning......

This battle was not over, and in just three days, the Manchu Qing Dynasty suffered more than 100,000 casualties, and more than 30,000 soldiers of the People's Army also died heroically.

"Your Majesty, please mourn." The subordinates hurriedly came to persuade.

"Lao Zhao, I swear, five years to pacify Nanming, ten years to get rid of the Tartars." Wu Yi said into the air.

The battle in the north has not yet come to an end, but the tone of victory and defeat has been set, which also gives the eventful Hou Ming the best gold sore medicine.

Now it is even more stubborn to bite the price of food, and even threatens Nanming.

The people of the country also regained their confidence in this war, and the originally unstable places calmed down.

Wu Yi also fell ill at this time.

"I can't get sick yet, it's Dolgon who should be sick." Wu Yi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty did not break through the defense of the Later Ming Dynasty, and now it is impossible to hide it, and the sharpness has been lost.

When the news reached Shengjing, Dolgon was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head to the sky and roared, and he was born at the wrong time.

"Originally, I was most proud of leading the Qing Dynasty Iron Cavalry, breaking through the Ming Dynasty, forcing Emperor Chongzhen to death, and destroying the former Ming Dynasty, but I never thought that I would set up a strong enemy for myself......"

At this, Dorgon suddenly stopped, his face flushed, his eyes bulging out, and then spurted blood arrows.

"Your Majesty!" A group of minions were so frightened that they climbed up to check, and Dolgon was so angry that he only stared at each other.

"Recall Dodor quickly......" Dorgon left one last word as he sobered up.

Hong Chengchou is now so angry that he is scolding his mother, holding the northern war report in his hand, slapping it on the table fiercely, and scolding: "What bullshit, isn't he Dolgon invincible and invincible?" How can you go to Wu Dalang and defeat once? ”

Hong Tong is now trusted by his uncle and stays by his side, and at this moment he also hates it and scolds: "It's not, the former Ming Dynasty, that's when you want to come, you can leave if you want, I'm sorry." ”

Then Hong Tong said tentatively: "Uncle, this Wu Dalang is very powerful, in my opinion, it is better to promise them, so as not to leave a bane and be hated by them." ”

Now that the war in the north is almost over, as a result, they have no negotiations here, how can he not be in a hurry, his family has a large amount of grain in his hands, and there is a loss every day, which is all white money.

Hong Chengchou glared angrily and said coldly: "Do you think that you just promised him Wu Dalang, so you won't hold a grudge?" He Wu Dalang has long regarded us as a thorn in his side. ”

Hong Tong was suddenly a little flustered, after all, the people's army in the north was too capable of fighting, and even the Tartars couldn't help it.

Hong Chengchou sneered, clenched his fists, and said disdainfully: "Wu Dalang, what if you can fight?" Instead of being caught by me, they still had to bow to me obediently and order them to agree to the conditions after three days. ”

At the same time, Hong Chengchou also gave the order, and now Qilu and they are bound to win, and the delay of three days is to gather the troops, and then the grain and the army will cross the river together.

"Wonderful, uncle's move is really wonderful, Wu Dalang's strength must be frustrated now, we take this opportunity to definitely be able to put the iron bucket of Qilu's business." Hong Tong hurriedly stepped forward to pat himself on the back.

Hong Chengchou's eyes were a little disappointed, this generation of the Hong family really has no talents......

"Who said I want Qilu?" Hong Chengchou denied.

"Huh? What does Uncle mean? Are you going to do business? It's okay, let's just scavenge there, leave a mess, let Wu Dalang clean it up, we just have to make a fortune. Saying this, Hong Dong's eyes smiled again.

Hong Chengchou is extremely disappointed in him now, but this is his Hong family, so he can only hate iron and steel: "I want to attack Kyoto this time!" ”

Hong Dong, who was thinking about beautiful things, almost didn't choke on his saliva, so angry that Hong Chengchou's face changed.

Now that Wu Dalang has won, his strength must have been injured by Tartar, so he has to take this opportunity to make things difficult, how can Qilu satisfy his appetite.

It's a pity that he has the mind of this grand plan to dominate the industry, but he doesn't have many confidants, I'm afraid that Sun Chuanting in the north can think of it, and now he has to pull him in.

As for Zuo Liangyu and Man Tian Xingdou, they are just puppets, and when they clean up Wu Dalang, it is time to clean them up.

"The Tartars are back, the Tartars are back!" The news spread from the border to Kyoto, up to the imperial court, and down to the common people, all of whom breathed a sigh of relief.

The sudden withdrawal of the Tartars is a bit confusing, originally Duoduo still wanted to fight a war of attrition, but suddenly withdrew, and the withdrawal was simple, and the army was taken away.

"There is only one reason, that is, there is something wrong with Dolgon, I heard some time ago that Dolgon was in a coma for three days and three nights, and this time I am afraid that the old disease will recur." Wu Yi said with a pale face, he was also sick.

The People's Army suffered its first major trauma since its establishment, and the death toll exceeded 30,000 at once, and countless wounds were made, and so many generals were sacrificed, even Liu Xizi almost couldn't save it.

"It's not like we haven't experienced it, at the worst time, it's not more than half of the dead and injured, if you don't still survive, you can rest assured." Wu Xiaoniang comforted her own man, she knew best, and this people's army was his lifeline.

"It's different, there's another Nanming here, they must be restless." Wu Yi got up and moved his muscles and bones, but he was still weak.

The imperial doctor has seen it, this is a heart disease, and he can only let him recuperate, but how can he calm down now, his heart is about to break.

"You......" Wu Xiaoniang stopped.

At this moment, someone suddenly came in again, it was a guard, I was afraid that something would happen again, Wu Yunniang couldn't help frowning, she couldn't even rest for half a day, and everyone was sick.

This guard is also a veteran, and now there is no one around Wuyi, only the veteran, his face is surprisingly bad, but this matter is thrown on himself.

"Say, I can hold on."