As Yuan Chonghuan and the battalion commanders arrived at the command position, the morale of the Ming army was greatly shaken, and a burst of random arrows shot back the Qing soldiers besieging the city. Liu Ziguang took the opportunity to push the human shield Fan Wencheng to the top of the city.

"It's Mr. Fan!" Dolgon was shocked, and decisively raised his right hand, and the flag officer next to him hurriedly waved the command flag, and there was a sound of gongs, and the Qing army besieging the city retreated like a tide, and the battlefield was suddenly much quieter.

The last thing you want to happen happens, Fan Wencheng is arrested! Through the clairvoyant mirror, Dolgon saw that on the tall city wall of Yanzhou, between the two battlements, the gray hair of Fan Wencheng, the first minister of the Qing Dynasty, was fluttering in the wind, and behind him stood two fierce and vicious men, holding the snowy steel knife on Fan Wencheng's neck, and another pair of hands grabbed Fan Wencheng's braids, leading the old man like a dog.

Looking at the hands, the owner of the hand was a young man in a blood-red robe, with a sturdy figure and a hideous face, he was looking around, and suddenly his eyes met Dorgon, his eyes were like torches, murderous, the man looked in the direction of Dolgon and smiled fiercely, stretched out the middle finger of his other hand and gestured at him. Can he see me? Dolgon, who had been fighting for many years and had been murderous, was shocked for no reason, and hurriedly put down the clairvoyant mirror, he hadn't seen such a terrible young man for a long time, could he be the first fierce general of the Ming Kingdom who chased the Fulin child and lost his boots?

"Order, call someone to shout, release Mr. Fan, and I will withdraw immediately!" Dorgon looked back. There are still many opportunities to seize Yanzhou, but there is only one Fan Wencheng, and the Qing Dynasty cannot do without Fan Wencheng! Dolgon can't live without Fan Wencheng! Fulin can't live without Fan Wencheng!

Mr. Fan in the telescope is obviously old, I haven't seen him in just a month, he seems to be ten years old, for the Qing Dynasty, Mr. Fan is really like Zhuge Liang of Shu Han, he has done his best, and he has died, he is a Han man, but he is more loyal than the Manchurians, it can be said that he has dedicated his youth to his life, and he has dedicated his life to his children and grandchildren, and now Mr. Fan's sons also hold certain positions in the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty.

Since the outbreak of war in Shandong, the Qing Dynasty has been weak in logistics and on the verge of defeat several times, but Mr. Fan has worked hard to raise grain and grass in the capital, went north to Goryeo to buy rice, and went deep into the countryside of Zhili to call on the people to donate seeds and grain for next year. He even took out 1,000 taels of silver from his poor family resources as military expenses.

Seeing that the southern expedition encountered strong resistance from Yuan Chonghuan, Mr. Fan took the initiative to ask for help, took the risk alone, went deep into the hinterland of the Southern Dynasty, and used a series of tactics to divide the generals of the Ming Dynasty, annihilated most of the Zhejiang army, and burned the grain and grass like a mountain, but when he planned to kill Yuan Chonghuan, he made a mistake and fell short!

Mr. Fan in the clairvoyant mirror has a haggard face, his gray beard is stained with blood and is air-dried, and he can even see clear fingerprints on his face. Thinking that when Fan Wencheng said goodbye to him in Jinan Mansion a month ago, he was still a lupine scarf and heroic, but he didn't expect it to be so unbearable now, Dolgon's eyes couldn't help but moisten a little.

A loud Goshha crossed his waist and shouted at the city: "Wait a minute, Prince Rui of the Great Qing Dynasty and the Generalissimo of the Southern Expedition has an order, quickly release Mr. Fan, my Daqing Xiongshi can immediately truce, the two countries start peace talks, if there is no half, the army will capture Yanzhou and slaughter the city for three days, and will not accept your surrender!" ”

"Whew!" Liu Ziguang spat viciously at the city, pulled Fan Wencheng's braids, pulled his old face in front of him, and said: "Mr. Fan, your life is very valuable, you said that if I let you go, will Dolgon really withdraw from the army?" ”

"Of course, the prince of the Qing Dynasty is a man of his word, how can there be any reason to regret it." Fan Wencheng still straightened his neck and looked at Liu Ziguang without fear.

"It's better to believe in Dolgon than to believe in a dog, if I release you on my side, he will attack the city." Liu Ziguang turned his nose at the daughter of the prince of the Qing Dynasty.

"Talk back, let them stop the attack on the East and West Battalions, and I will release Fan Wencheng." Liu Ziguang wanted to suddenly want to tease Dorgon's feelings.

A loud Ming soldier shouted Liu Ziguang's words to the Qing army, and Dolgon thought for a long time when he heard this, and finally ordered the east and west men to retreat after a while.

The beacon of help held high by the eastern and western battalions became a signal for the enemy to retreat, and it seemed that Dolgon had really kept his word. Fan Wencheng looked at Liu Ziguang, who was looking at things contemptuously, and sneered: "How can the prince's faith be understood by you, a dog slaughterer, now believe it, don't let the old man go quickly." ”

With a "snap", Liu Ziguang slapped Fan Wencheng's old face with his backhand, and immediately blood splattered, and a tooth fell out.

Waiting for the numb cheeks to regain consciousness, Fan Wencheng continued to sneer and said: "This hero's martial arts are really good, specifically to deal with the old and weak who are bound, will you only do this?" It's just a reckless man, and you can only be a thug. ”

"Fart, my general is both wise and brave, and on the way to Yanzhou, he ambushed and killed 1,500 of your cavalry!" The soldiers of the death camp who escorted Fan Wencheng retorted menacingly.

"Oh? Can't see that a reckless man will still use tricks? The old man didn't believe it. Fan Wencheng continued to sneer and said, he noticed a strange phenomenon, when Liu Ziguang beat him just now, the expression on the face of Yuan Chonghuan, who was sitting in the back, was obviously not very satisfied with this uncivilized behavior of beating the old man, but why didn't Yuan Chonghuan, who was the commander of the Xuzhou Army, directly stop this young man? Could it be that this person's identity is even higher than Yuan Chonghuan?

This is a suspicious point, but I can't delve into it for the time being, and the first goal now is to get out of it all ways. Lord Rui really retired for his old bones. The prince has not forgotten himself, the Qing Dynasty has not forgotten himself..... but just counting on the Qing Dynasty to make concessions cannot save his life, the Ming people are cunning and shameless, so they must start to save themselves.

"It's just a coincidence, the old man doesn't believe that you can defeat my Qing Iron Cavalry, if the old man has soldiers in hand, he only needs a hundred people to break Yanzhou, are you credible?" Fan Wencheng lost several big teeth, and a leaky clever mouth played with the agitation method.

"Fart! You toothless old dog, my generals are better than you in terms of wisdom and martial arts, I don't know how much! "The simple soldier was enraged.

"Empty words, what is enough to believe. I can't do martial arts, and you can't even be as good as my eight-year-old grandson in terms of wisdom. If you let me go and catch me again, then the old man will obey you. Fan Wencheng turned his head and said directly to Liu Ziguang.

"You save it, I'm not Zhuge Liang, you're not Meng Shu, Lao Tzu didn't have the leisure to play any catch-and-release tricks with you, and you were embarrassed to play the inferior agitation method, didn't you see that everyone was laughing at you?" Liu Ziguang is not fooled, it is not easy to catch Fan Wencheng, and the thing of letting the tiger return to the mountain must not be done.

Yuan Chonghuan was busy transmitting signals to the eastern and western camps, and he didn't have time to care about Liu Ziguang and Fan Wencheng's verbal battles, and an extremely high flagpole was erected on the city wall, on which lanterns of different colors and numbers were hung, and the order was passed to the two camps, and the east and west camps also answered in the same way. Just now, the Qing army attacked them, the offensive was fierce, regardless of casualties, the intensity was unprecedented, but fortunately, at the last moment, the Qing army suddenly withdrew its troops, and only then did they breathe a sigh of relief. Now the camp is being repaired, the equipment is being prepared, and it is ready for the next wave of attacks.

It's good that the east and west camps have nothing to do, Yuan Chonghuan breathed a sigh of relief, the Qing army is just these people, and the soldiers are divided into three roads, and one of them must be a feint, and we must quickly distinguish which one is a feint, so as to carry out corresponding actions. It was a night battle now, and I couldn't see the enemy's banner clearly, but judging from the strength of the siege just now, it seemed that the Han army's green battalion was the majority.

The loud-voiced Qing army Goshha began to shout again: "General Ming listened, the prince of Daqing Rui did what he said, and he has withdrawn from the two roads, now it's your turn, hurry up and release Mr. Fan, and our army will immediately retreat on all fronts." ”

"Shout, let them withdraw to the north of the Yellow River first, and we will release Fan Wencheng." Liu Ziguang ordered.

The soldier shouted back at the top of his voice, making Dolgon so angry that he almost jumped up, he had always been the one who had played tricks on others, and now someone dared to play tricks on him, and the newly withdrawn Ao Bai was unconvinced and asked why he was withdrawing, he was almost going to go berserk.

"Shout, let them release Mr. Fan first, and then our army will withdraw to the north of the Yellow River." The hostages are in the hands of others, and they are not tough to speak. Wait for Mr. Fan to come back, hum, you must wash Yanzhou in blood.

The shouting soldiers on both sides began to communicate, one side demanded that the troops be released first and then withdrawn, and the other side emphasized that the troops should be withdrawn first and then released.

"Han dog! I'll fuck you! If you don't talk about credibility, you won't let go even if the soldiers are withdrawn! Goshha roared like a mad dog, and a group of Chinese-speaking Eight Banner soldiers behind him also shouted and cursed.

"Dog Tartar, your grandmother, get to the north of the Yellow River first, and then release you!" The head of the city scolded back.

Gradually, the two sides stopped theorizing, and it turned into a simple scolding battle, and more people joined in, collectively shouting trumpets to greet each other's female elders. It's more bizarre and obscene than anyone's loud voice, and foul language.

Dolgon was upset, and suddenly there was a thunderous scolding sound from the city, which shocked him and couldn't help but look up, only to see that the vicious red-robed young man was holding an iron tin horn and yelling at the city: "I'll fuck you Qinggou Empress Dowager Da Yu'er's sass!" ”

How did the name of the Empress Dowager of the Great Qing Dynasty be known by this kid, and she was so insulted with foul language, it was really bearable, which one was unbearable! Lord Rui was suddenly furious! Yu'er's name must not be tarnished like this!

Liu Ziguang finished the demonstration of the first sentence, handed the loudspeaker to the soldiers behind, and said easily: "You continue." Then the soldiers of the brigade put their hands over their mouths and told the Qing soldiers the obscene stories they had to tell between them and the Empress Dowager of the Qing Dynasty. This is also what Liu Ziguang remembered out of his wit, he used to watch "The Secret History of Xiaozhuang", "A Generation of Queen Da Yuer" and other braided dramas, not only knew that the name of the queen mother was Da Yuer, but also knew that this queen mother not only had a relationship with Huang Taiji Dorgon, but even had a leg with Hanchen such as Hong Chengyu. Why can't I someone else? Why can't the Ming soldiers do it?

The Qing soldiers were scolded, and some couldn't react for a while, they didn't know the name of the queen mother of the Ming Dynasty, so they were temporarily powerless to scold, listening to the big jade at the head of the city, the big jade short obscene swearing, the Qing warriors gritted their teeth, and they couldn't wait to rush to the city immediately to kill all these Han dogs who could only show the ability of the tongue.

Dolgon thought the same thing, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't be carried away by the cunning Han dog, and there was still Mr. Fan at the head of the city.

"Herald! Show the head of the Ming army that was killed yesterday in front of the formation, let them see the martial arts of the Qing warriors, and let them tremble in front of the heads of their companions! "With Dolgon's order, the heads of the Zhejiang troops who were surrounded and annihilated yesterday were sent up, in ancient battles, the first rank was the standard for testing the battle results, and the number of heads was used to reward meritorious deeds, and then they were buried.

More than 10,000 heads is not a small number, most of them have been inspected and buried, now can get their hands on a thousand pieces, sent a team of cavalry to quickly take the heads from the camp, dozens of large baskets lined up in front of the battle, an order, thousands of human skulls rolled to the ground, the people in Shandong are still the Qing Dynasty style braids, the head of the hair bun can only be the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, although I know that it is the head of the Zhejiang army, but after all, they are all soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, they are their comrades-in-arms, and the city is full of anger, Everyone demanded to open fire to avenge the Zhejiang army.

But this inevitably fell behind, Liu Ziguang turned to Zu Dashou who was sitting next to Yuan Chonghuan and said, "Borrow someone's head for a use." ”

The 1,500 heads of the white flags beheaded by the death camp happened to be brought into Yanzhou by Zu Dashou to ask for merit, and now it happened to come in handy, and Zu Dashou, who was discussing military aircraft with Yuan Dashuai, immediately readily agreed.

Fifteen hundred heads were held in one hundred and fifty straw baskets, ten each, and were now fired as cannonballs with steam repeaters.

The straw basket was not very acquainted, and was scattered in the air after being shot out by a powerful bow and crossbow, and the rain of human heads sprinkled like a goddess scattering flowers, the first batch of heads had not yet landed, and the second batch, the third batch, and the fourth batch flew out immediately, both in terms of momentum and quantity, and the Ming army won this game.

Looking at the human head with rat tails all over the ground, Ao Bai Tiger eyes breathed fire: "Lord Wang, let's fight!" Hangou has no faith, even if we withdraw to Jingshi, they won't let Mr. Fan go! ”

Dolgon finally got out of his anger, and the Ming army had no sincerity at all to release Mr. Fan, and it seemed that he could only rescue him by force. But as soon as the troops are mobilized here, Mr. Fan's head over there will fall to the ground, what should I do?

Dolgon raised the clairvoyant mirror again, Fan Wencheng on the head of the city continued to be ** by those guys, the old gentleman had an expression that life was worse than death, and suddenly, Fan Wencheng kicked his feet, and the whole person flew towards the city!

Not good! Mr. Fan wants to die for the Qing Dynasty! Dolgon screamed, only to feel a sweetness in his throat, and forcibly endured the blood that was about to spurt out, and resolutely waved his hand: "Attack!" ”

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Today I went to the sixth hall again, Khan.... I have been in front of the computer for a long time, my eyesight has been affected, I will go out tomorrow, I will post a chapter at night, and I may not be at home during the day