Dorgon had gone down the well.

There is indeed no vanity under the fame.

Yan Yingyuan's defense of the city is full of tricks, and he has seen it.

After losing the first battle, Dolgon's mood was not much better.

However, if you want to say how bad the mood is, it may not be, because today's defeat is not necessarily a bad thing, and it is just the opportunity to make the Eight Banners Manchuria, the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Battalion take warning.

However, how to deal with Wu Sangui and Guan Ningjun is a problem.

According to the rules, Wu Sangui and Guan Ningjun will definitely be punished.

This is the rule set by the old Khan, and if you lose the battle, you must be punished.

The only suspense is whether the punishment will be heavier or lighter, this can be flexible.

Just as Dolgon was groaning, Cao Eryu hurriedly came to report: "Master, Prince Heshuo Zheng, Prince Heshuoli, Prince Heshuoying, Dorobelle, Wen Jianbeizi, etc., have all rushed over. ”

"Huh?" Dolgon's face instantly fell, "What are they doing here?" ”

Hong Chengchou and several other hardcore traitors also looked at each other, and they were a little uncertain for a while.

"I'm afraid I don't have any good intentions." Hou Fangyu said, "If the battle of Dagukou goes well, they can share a share of the merits, but if the battle of Dagukou is not smooth, they can take the opportunity to embarrass the master." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Fu Lin, Hong Chengchou and others all looked at Hou Fangyu.

Cao Eryu also looked at Hou Fangyu with a shocked face, you dare to say such a thing in your heart?

You're just a minion, and you dare to speak presumptuously about your master? I really don't know how to write dead words.

Hou Fangyu is out of the way, anyway, he is a crippled person now, so what is there to fear?

If you are a slave for the rest of your life, how can you take revenge? His only wish now is revenge.

At that moment, Hou Fangyu continued: "Master, isn't this an opportunity for you?" ”

Hearing this, Hong Chengchou's face changed slightly, and he said in his heart that he had really underestimated this Hou Fangyu before.

"Hou Fangyu, what do you mean by that?" Dorgon's interest came, "What chance?" ”

"A good opportunity to force them to agree to revise the Eight Banners system." Hou Fangyu smiled and said, "If they don't agree to revise the Eight Banners system, let them touch Yan Yingyuan's nail." ”

Dolgon's eyes lit up at once, and it was a brilliant idea!

At that moment, Dorgon smiled and said, "Go, you go with me to meet these people." ”

Dolgon was originally full of fear about the arrival of Daishan, Jierharang and others, but as soon as Hou Fangyu said this, he immediately became expectant, and these people came in a really timely manner.

……

At the same time, on the official road on the south bank of the Wei River.

Zilharang, Daishan, and Azig are walking side by side.

Behind the three of them were Gurmahui, Luckedhun, and the rest of Belbezi.

In addition to Duoduo, Dolgon, and Fulin, the banner owners of the Eight Banners of Manchuria are basically here, and according to the tribal political system established by the old slaves, these people are the decision-making level of the Jiannu.

Whatever decision Dorgon wanted to make, it had to be approved by the majority.

"Second brother, you're so old, why bother going this way." Azig shook his head and said, "If the old fourteen wants to toss, then let him toss, and when he suffers a loss and is frustrated, he will naturally turn back." ”

"Old Twelve, you don't understand, some things can be turned back if they are wrong, but some things can't be turned back."

Dai Shan said earnestly: "What the old fourteen are doing now is to hurt the foundation of the Qing Dynasty, and once you do it wrong, you will never be able to turn back." ”

"Is it that serious?" Azig was unimpressed.

"Prince Ying, what Prince Li said is right, reforming the Eight Banners system is not trivial." Zilharang frowned and said, "The Eight Banners Discussion began with the Eight Kings Discussion, which is the rule set by the old Khan, and this is also for the sake of my Qing Dynasty's thousands of generations, how can you say that it will be changed?" If the Eight Banners Discussion is also changed, can the Qing Dynasty still be regarded as the Great Qing Dynasty? ”

Obviously, the nobles of the Eight Banners, such as Daishan and Jierharang, had realized the danger.

If Dolgon is allowed to reform the military system, the nobles of the Eight Banners will lose all real power.

It is precisely because of this that Dai Shan, who is about to die, can't sit still, and drags his sick body to stand up.

Azig asked again: "Then let me ask you, what are we doing here this time in Dagukou?"

"In order to strengthen the Eight Banners political system." Zilharang said, "In the future, not only the major policies of the Qing Dynasty, but also the march and war, must be jointly decided by the nobles of the Eight Banners. ”

"I'm afraid it won't work." Azig said.

"Old Fourteen and Old Fifteen definitely don't agree."

"There are rules set by the old Khan, and they can't help but disagree."

Dai Shan's old face flashed with a touch of fierceness, and then continued: "If the old fourteen insists on disobeying, then take back his imperial father's title of regent, and if he provokes trouble again, he will be deprived of the title of Prince Rui." ”

"But why pick a big gukou?" Azig was still puzzled.

"Because the emperor is in Dagukou, but the queen mother is not there." Dai Shan said.

As he was talking, a large group of Eight Banner cavalry suddenly appeared on the official road ahead.

"Old Fourteen?" Azig said with a smile, "This time the sun really came out in the west, and the old fourteen, who has always been above the top, actually came to meet us in person. ”

Dai Shan said: "Old Twelve, we have said that we have to unify our voices. ”

"I know." Azig said with a heartless face, "I will do what I agreed before, after all, you are also for the good of my Prince Ying's mansion, I know this very well." ”

Daishan and Zilharang breathed a sigh of relief.

……

That night, dozens of mutton fat torches illuminated the inside and outside of Dolgon's Chinese tent as bright as day.

Two rows of more than 20 full-armed Baya soldiers stood solemnly at the door of the big tent, the Baya soldiers on the left were wearing bright yellow cotton armor with red edges, and the Baya soldiers on the right were wearing white cotton armor, just like two rows of door gods.

Wu Sangui escorted Xia Longshan, who was tied up with five flowers, to the door of Dolgon's big tent.

Just as he was about to go inside, two rows of Baya soldiers suddenly stepped forward to block the way.

The outermost two Baya soldiers even drew their swords and put them on Wu Sangui's neck.

"Master!" Wu Sangui turned a blind eye to the steel knife around his neck and shouted, "Slave Wu Sangui has a good relationship!" Even if you die, you have to die to understand! ”

It was a long time before Dorgon's voice came from inside the tent: "Let them in." ”

Only then did the two rows of Baya soldiers put away their swords and retreated to their original positions.

Wu Sangui escorted Xia Longshan into the big tent, only to see that no less than fifty people had gathered inside.

As soon as the two entered the tent, dozens of eyes looked at each other, and their expressions were also different.

However, Wu Sangui only had Dolgon in his eyes, and he didn't even notice Fu Lin, who was sitting on Dolgon's right.

"Master!" Wu Sangui knelt down in front of Dolgon with a puff, and wept bitterly, "In this afternoon's battle, it's really not that our soldiers in Liaoxi are greedy for life and afraid of death, it's really that the enemy is too cunning. ”

"If the master has to condemn the crime, he can only punish the slave."

"Whether it is killing or chopping, the slaves have no complaints, only ask the master to forgive the soldiers of Liaoxi."

Speaking of this, Wu Sangui kowtowed again and again: "The soldiers of Liaoxi have really tried their best, and the defeat in today's battle is all the fault of the minions, and the minions are too light on the enemy." ”

Fu Lin looked at Wu Sangui thoughtfully, what is this?

Why did Wu Sangui take responsibility for his subordinates? Buying hearts and minds?

Then he turned his gaze to Dolgon, what would he do?

Dolgon looked at Wu Sangui with pity, as if he wanted to see him in his heart.

After a long time, Dolgon said quietly, "King Pingxi, I heard that your eldest son died in battle? ”

"Back to the master, Wu Yingqi, the eldest son of the slave, has passed on to his brother." Wu Sangui replied, "But this son did sacrifice his life for the Qing Dynasty this afternoon. ”

……

Wu Yingqi woke up from a coma.

Consciousness returned, but the eyelids were heavy and could not be opened.

You can faintly hear the sound of tug-sawing, as if someone is sawing wood with a saw.

Then Wu Yingqi felt that his right leg seemed to be being pulled by something, and he was pulled over for a while, and then he was pulled over again, and he didn't know what was going on.

Then I heard two people talking.

"I don't know what the people up there think."

"Let's amputate these dogs' legs."

"With this kung fu, I might as well sit down and smoke the bag."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, hold on tight, the effect of the anesthetic boiling medicine will pass in a while."

A tug-of-war? His right calf was stretched, and he was boiling medicine? Amputation? Wu Yingqi's mind gradually strung together these scattered information, and suddenly reacted.

"Don't!" Wu Yingqi opened his eyes and roared in horror.

"Don't saw my right leg, I don't want to amputate, don't saw my right leg!"

Once his right calf is sawed off, he will not be able to ride a horse and fight in his life.

For a general, this is simply more uncomfortable than killing him directly.

"Awake?" What appeared in Wu Yingqi's field of vision were two men dressed in "white", and both of them were stained with blood on their white clothes, and one of them was holding a saw in his hand and sawing his right calf.

"It's okay, it'll be fine for a while, you bear with it." The man was relieved.

"No, don't saw my legs, I beg you." Wu Yingqi's soul was scared out.

Then, Wu Yingqi heard a click, but his right calf bone fell to the ground.

"Alright." Another man in white comforted, "We'll stitch up your wounds, but whether you can save your life or not depends on your own creation." ”

Wu Yingqi couldn't hear it anymore.

The whole person is like losing his soul,

Both eyes have also lost focus.

……

"King Pingxi, please get up." Dolgon personally helped Wu Sangui up.

Then he turned around and helped Xia Longshan up, and said, "Mr. Xia, please also get up." ”

"Regent, the last general has no face." Xia Longshan said with a ashamed face, "You still ordered the last general to be beheaded, the last general is ashamed of his trust in the regent, and even more ashamed of the Qing Dynasty." ”

"Mr. Xia, you are not ashamed of anyone."

Dolgon gently patted Xia Longshan on the shoulder.

"This afternoon's defeat is not a crime of war, but the enemy's cunning and cunning."

Dolgon's words can be regarded as a given nature for today's defeat.

It means that you, Wu Sangui, Xia Longshan, and Wu Yingqi, have all done their best, and the two battalions of green battalions that attacked have also done their best, and the reason why they were finally defeated was because the opponent was too cunning and powerful.

Dolgon's characterization is actually to exonerate himself, after all, the nobles of the Eight Banners are all in the big tent.

After a pause, he said: "Spread my will, the soldiers of the Green Battalion who attacked today, the survivors will be rewarded with two catties of mutton, five taels of silver, and the dead will be rewarded with fifteen taels of silver!" ”

"Xia Long Mountain, bestow the third-class essence of Qi Nihafan."

"Wu Yingqi, posthumously present the first-class Jingqi Nihafan, and when the king of Pingxi has grandchildren in the future, he can choose one of the grandchildren to inherit the title of one of Wu Yingqi's Jingqi Nihafan."

"Regent." Xia Longshan was grateful when he heard this.

"The slave would like to thank his master Longen for Wu Yingqi." Wu Sangui burst into tears.

Fu Lin watched coldly, and couldn't help but have a look of confusion in his eyes, what kind of road is this? Xia Longshan and Wu Yingqi obviously suffered defeat, according to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, defeat is defeat, and they must be punished, how can they be rewarded instead?

Isn't this an unfair reward and punishment? Wouldn't the soldiers of the Eight Banners have an opinion when they know about this?

Fu Lin was about to speak, but he remembered Eniang's instructions in his mind, so he swallowed it back.

Dolgon suddenly looked back at Fu Lin and asked, "Your Majesty, do you think it's okay to deal with it like this?" ”

"Huang Ama, the retainer doesn't know anything." Fu Lin hurriedly said, "This time I'm here to learn." ”

Dolgon bowed his head slightly, and then turned his gaze to the Eight Banners nobles standing solemnly in the big tent, and said: "Even a ten-year-old child still knows the truth of hard work, but some of our nobles in the Qing Dynasty have become unenterprising because they are used to living a life of arrogance and lasciviousness, and they don't want to make progress, and they don't want others to progress, let alone let the Qing Dynasty progress!" ”

It was only at this time that Wu Sangui and Xia Longshan were shocked to find that the big tent was actually full of Eight Banner nobles.

His uncle, the regent and Prince of Heshuo Zheng, Zierharang, came, Prince Azig of Heshuoying, and even Prince Daishan of Heshuoli came.

In addition, there were many county kings, Baylor and Beizi.

Except for Duoduo, the king of Duo Luo Yu County, almost all the other nobles of the Eight Banners arrived.

Seeing this, Wu Sangui suddenly reacted, it turned out that Dolgon was taking the opportunity to play a big game of chess, and he, Xia Longshan, and Guan Ningjun were just his pawns.

Obviously, Dolgon wanted to take the opportunity to intimidate or even clean up the Eight Banners nobles.

It's just that even Dolgon didn't expect that the first one to jump out of him would be Azig.

"Old Fourteen, I don't understand what you're saying." Azig said with a straight face, "Who has become unenterprising?" Who is blocking who is not letting anyone progress, and who is not letting the Qing Dynasty progress? ”

Seeing this, Daishan and Zilharang almost burst out laughing.

Dolgon, however, was eager to smash Azig to death with a brick.

Azig, are you really my mother's brother?

The same mother, how did she give birth to such an idiot as you?

But on the surface, Dolgon is calm and unfazed.

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