Under the candle light, the box was already a dead green turtle, and the green one was panicking.

And in the main hall.

When these pigtails saw the green turtles in the box, they all chose to shut up with great tacit understanding, after all, everyone is fatal, some things can be said, some things can't be said, and some things can't be said in public.

See through and hear through, don't say it.

Everyone present is mixed with life, and they all know it in their hearts.

"Li Zicheng, what does this mean?"

"Who's going to tell me?!"

When Huang Taiji saw this green-haired turtle, his eyes burst out with anger, his eyes swept over the ministers of the Eight Banners standing in this hall, and he scolded and asked.

However, no one spoke up to answer.

Person.

Sometimes when it's time to pretend to be stupid, you have to pretend to be stupid, and you can't let people see that you're pretending.

For example, Huang Taiji at this moment.

In fact, no one can say for sure, whether the Huang Taiji of this meeting knows or does not know the meaning of this green-haired turtle, but even if he knows it in his heart, Huang Taiji can only pretend not to know.

One is.

As the founding emperor of the Qing Dynasty, it is impossible for Huang Taiji to admit in front of his courtiers that he wears a green glowing hat on his head, which is a loss of national body and the majesty of the Qing Emperor.

Secondly.

He knows his current physical condition, with this oil lamp exhausted body, it is not easy to take a breath, it is impossible to personally lead the army to fight, and in the face of the Ming army's large-scale exit, the only person he can rely on is Dolgon, who has been in a hundred battles.

"Speak!"

Huang Taiji shouted angrily, but there was still no one in the hall to respond.

At this time, whoever really explains the green-haired turtle is to bang his head on the tip of the knife.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor."

Right now.

One person stood up, although it was also a rat pigtail, but it didn't look like a Jurchen.

"Li Zicheng sent an envoy to offer this turtle, it must be under the emperor's holy authority, and the intention of returning to my Qing Dynasty has risen in his heart, long live my emperor! Hooray, hooray! ”

The one who speaks is a Qing Hanchen.

Suddenly.

The pigtails in the hall all looked at this person with an extremely surprised look, and sighed in their hearts that in terms of language art, it must be your dog's leg in the gate!

The green turtle can also be round?!

……………………

Meanwhile.

Five hundred miles away from Shengjing City, there is a camp hidden in the depths of the mountains.

The camp is very simple, it is built up by a tree branch, obviously not intended to stay long, it is a temporary structure.

And a haystack 100 meters away from this camp.

A squatting figure in the moonlight on the haystack, dressed in clothes sewn with tattered armor and animal skins, and his face was even darker, it was Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang, who had been fighting guerrillas in the braided territory for more than a year.

Around Li Zicheng who was squatting in the pit, there were two people, one tall and one short, standing in tattered clothes, which were Niu Jinxing and Song Xiance who followed Li Zicheng out of the customs.

"Recently, the number and frequency of the Qing army's encirclement and suppression of our various departments have been rapidly decreasing, presumably the troops have been sent to Guannai, and the Qing troops used to encircle and suppress us have all been transferred to the front line in Guanning."

Song Xiance said repeatedly.

Song Dwarf's original face was quite fair, but now it has become dark, and it seems that he has endured hardships for more than a year, following Li Zicheng to run around in the mountains, where to drill in the no-man's land.

"His second uncle's bastard thing, finally sent troops, finally sent troops!"

"If you don't send troops again, you really can't stand it."

Li Zicheng clenched his fists with both hands, obviously struggling hard, and there was a high probability that he had been constipated for several days.

While earning, scolding.

"Wang Shouren, a deflated old dog raised by a son of a bitch, said that when he went out of the customs, he said that he would stick to the autumn harvest, but he originally thought it was the autumn harvest of the year, but he didn't expect it to be this year."

"This old guy doesn't do anything every day."

"Old Niu, you will hurry up and gather all the people scattered everywhere and order a little, since Wang Yangming's old dog has already sent troops, then they are also going to start working, and they have been running away by these braids in the past two years, and they are really holding back a belly of fire."

Hear the words.

Niu Jinxing nodded.

"Don't worry, the king, I have already ordered the people, and we should have more than 60,000 people on our hands."

Hearing this number, Li Zicheng, who was squatting in the pit, was slightly stunned, obviously quite surprised, he took 100,000 people out of Shanhaiguan back then, and now there are still sixty percent left, originally thought that in the two years of being chased and beaten, people should be almost dead.

When he went out of Shanhaiguan, from the perspective of the entire war, he did a few vigorous battles with the braided army, but in fact, he didn't use much force, most of the righteous army took the initiative to disperse, 100,000 people scattered into hundreds of shares, hundreds of thousands of people, and even only a few dozen people, all over the crop and grain production areas of the braided country.

And Wang Yangming, before Li Zicheng came out, only gave him a task.

It can be summed up in two words: get things done.

In the past two years, the group of rebels brought out by Li Zicheng got up early and worked greedily every day, and the only thing they did was to do all day long and everywhere to wreak havoc, mainly to destroy the braided tuntian.

To put it simply, it is to pull out the braided seedlings in the spring, burn the braided rice in the autumn, and set fire to the mountains on weekdays, which makes the pigtailed people miserable and hates Li Zicheng's group of rebels to the bone marrow.

Moreover, Li Zicheng's scattered troops basically did not engage in any hard-to-face confrontation with the Qing army, as long as they saw the pigtailed army coming, they would run away, shoot a shot, change places, and the main attack was a place without a fixed residence.

These people are used to running around the pass, and the pigtail army has no experience in suppressing criminals at all, so they can only be blind in both eyes for a short time, and they can't find anyone at all.

Thanks to the unremitting efforts of Li Zicheng's group of volunteers, the agricultural output of braids was successfully reduced by as much as 30% last year.

And this year.

Because a few months ago, the heavy troops in the Guannai gathered in Shanhaiguan, and most of the prime-aged labor force in the Eight Banners was transferred to the front line of Guanningjin, so that at the same time that the autumn harvest was not timely, the various departments under Li Zicheng worked harder to sabotage and set fire to the fields everywhere.

This amount of food alone is at most enough for the old and weak women and children with braids, and it is not enough to support the front-line military rations.

"These braids are really ruthless."

"According to the cable newspaper, most of the grain harvested by the Qing army in the autumn this year was directly transported to Ningyuan City, and it seems that this is intended to starve the women, children, old and children of the family to death."

Song Xiance sighed.

"You can't take care of the things that starve to death, you just have to do the things of the foreheads."

"At present, the autumn harvest of the Qing army is still continuing, and the order is sent to all departments to amplify the fire a little more."

Li Zicheng grinned, he also felt that Wang Yangming, an old guy, was unreliable at first, and privately called Wang Yangming an old dog.

But in the past two years, according to the method taught by Wang Yangming, he has fought guerrillas, and he has not said anything, but he is really convinced in his heart.

For example, digging tunnels to fight guerrilla warfare is simply a scientific guerrilla method.

If he Li Zicheng had this operation back then, he would not have been chased into the mountain.

"King, you've been squatting here for almost a quarter of an hour, and if you squat down again, I'm afraid your intestines will be pulled out."

At this moment, Niu Jinxing glanced at Li Zicheng, who was still squatting in the pit, and said with a little worry.

"Digging grass and eating soil all day long, there is no oil and water in your stomach, otherwise you think you want to squat for so long?"

Li Zicheng trembled, and then casually copied two leaves from the side and wiped them into the ditch, regardless of whether they were clean or not, then he stood up with his belt and glanced back by the way.

After pulling it and taking a look, this is an operation engraved into human DNA, not to mention King Li Chuang, Da Luo Jin Immortal is not exempt from vulgarity.

Seeing that Li Zicheng finally got up, Niu Jinxing and Song Xiance both turned around and wanted to go to the humble camp, after all, they were going to start preparing to do big things in a while, and the guerrillas had been fought enough in the past two years, according to the arrangement that Wang Yangming gave them when they left the customs, the next thing was to dig out the pigtails.

However, as soon as the two of them took a few steps, they found Li Zicheng standing in place in a daze, his face was slightly ugly, and he didn't move a single step.

"What's wrong with the king? Why not go? ”

Niu Jinxing and Song Xiance both looked back at Li Zicheng who was standing still, at the moment the Ming army had already left the customs, and the military situation was urgent, so they had to hurry up and make trouble.

"Hemp, hemp...!"

Li Zicheng clenched his hands and gritted his teeth.

……………………

Guanning Front.

Liaodong, Ningyuan City.

With this Ningyuan City as the center, the Qing army's tens of thousands of Eight Banner Army set up a well-arranged military array, this military array with horns on each other, looking down like a huge pocket, waiting for the Ming army to fall in.

As long as the Qing army stabilizes the front line of Ningyuan, and Mu has enough strength to maintain this braided pocket, not to mention the Ming army, even if the Jade Emperor's heavenly soldiers will attack, they will have to be dragged to death in this Ningyuan City.

Even if he runs, he will be half-dead.

And at this time, in the government office in this Ningyuan City.

On the case of Marshal Dolgon, who was in charge of the front-line war, there were two letters at this time.

One is a lingering love letter sent to him secretly by the little lover, in which he must pay attention to his body, and wait for his triumphant return, applause, and so on.

The other is a handwritten letter from Huang Taiji to him, this letter is not written in the name of the emperor, but in the name of his brother to Dolgon, in which the first paragraph is a big chase of common words, only the last dozens of words are to say the right thing, in fact, to sum up, is to tell Dolgon one thing.

At present, these military rations shipped to Ningyuan are the only remaining surplus grains in the country, and all of them are supplied to the front line, if the front line cannot solve the war within two months, then the whole country can only line up to gnaw bark and grass roots and eat Guanyin soil.

What to do next, you Dorgon have to know in your heart.

Apparently.

This letter from Huang Taiji's family is actually a book urging war.

In fact, judging from Huang Taiji's performance and strategic level in previous years, it is unlikely that he will give this kind of war urging to Dolgon, but now he is really forced to have no way.

After all, the landlord's family has so little surplus food.

"Fourteenth brother, since the emperor let us take the initiative to attack, then we can just fight, my children of the Eight Banners, what are you afraid of."

"And I have to scout to report, after the Ming army went out of Shanhaiguan, the soldiers were divided into three ways to attack, Liaodong is our territory, and their three-way army can't do it at all."

"We can follow my father's example and let him come as many ways as I want, and I will only go all the way! Annihilation! ”

The person who spoke was Aixin Jueluo Duoyi.

This Duoyi is the fifteenth son of Nurhachi, that is, Dolgon's younger brother, the relationship between this goods and Dolgon is extremely good, in the original history, after Dolgon led the army into the customs, Duoyi repeatedly persuaded Dolgon to directly claim the emperor, and then it was the Duoyi army to the south, all the way to pick up the merits.

Listening to Old Fifteen's words, Dolgon's brows furrowed.

"Old Fifteen, have you ever thought about a question?"

"If we take the initiative now, what should we do if Shengjing loses?"

Dolgon's brow furrowed.

At present, the entire Liaodong is in his own hands, whether it is to wait for the rabbit in Ningyuan City with a pocket array, or to follow the example of his father to divide the way and annihilate them all, Dolgon can accept it, and he has absolute confidence.

But there is only one problem that Dolgon is worried about, that is, once he takes the initiative to attack, the rear Shengjing City will be lost, and there will be no way to return to help.

"Brother Fourteen, I think you're just worrying too much."

"Not to mention that it is impossible for the army to break through our Liaodong defense line at all, even if he is lucky enough to break through, there are three major flags outside Shengjing City, such as the Zhengbai Flag, the Inlaid White Flag and the Han Banner to build the defense line of the Beijing Division, how can it be so easy to capture."

Duoyi waved his hand, obviously thinking that Dolgon was too worried, and continued.

"Besides, Brother Fourteen, if you and I want to take the initiative, this is the emperor's intention, if you and I don't listen, the next time it may not be a family letter, but a holy decree, this is disobeying the holy order."

"If you don't attack."

"Yu Fa, you and my brother are resisting the decree."

"Yu Qing, you and my brother are vain caring for the lives of the people, and the military rations we use now are the rations of the old, weak, women and children in the rear tribe, if we can't end the war within two months, I'm afraid there will be a great famine in the country."

"In this way, you and my brother are sinners of the whole land."

Listening to the words of the old fifteen, Dolgon's brows furrowed more and more, and he was silent, and his fingers clicked and clicked on the handsome case.

Finally, looking at the love letter sent by the little lover, I thought that if I didn't fight, a few months later, the little lover would probably have to follow Huang Taiji to gnaw on the bark.

With a horizontal heart, he gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Fifteenth brother, pass on my military order, the whole army will change formations, and prepare to attack and annihilate the Ming army."

Hearing this, Aixin Jueluo Duoyi's face was overjoyed.

"Wow!"

However, after receiving the order, Dorgon did not leave immediately, but continued to watch Dolgon in the same place.

"What are you doing?"

Now that we have decided to take the initiative to attack, we should go and find the banner owners and commanders at all levels of each flag and arrange the combat mission.

"Brother Fourteen, I think since I have to take the initiative to attack, can I treat the soldiers of each flag before the attack, I found that there is still a 'crisp hemp fragrance' transported from the last Jin merchants in the treasury, I want to ask Brother Fourteen to give an order to send a copy to the soldiers of the whole army."

Crispy and fragrant, it is named because it enters the body and numbs the heart.

Dolgon didn't think much about this matter, although he didn't smoke it himself, but he didn't dislike the batch of tobacco shipped by the Jin merchants, and waved his hand casually.

"Even this little thing has to ask me, go to the treasury to adjust it yourself, what are you doing to eat?"

"."

With Dolgon's permission, Doyi grinned, and turned away with a fart smile.

………………………

Hongwu time and space, drunken immortal building.

The prince of the great tomorrow in the main hall looked at the holographic projection that had been divided into three pieces, and their eyes were full of fascination and doubt, and they couldn't understand Wang Yangming's operation at all.

"This style, or the Wang Yangming I know?"

Xiao Zhu Si looked at the three teams that were marching.

After leaving Shanhaiguan, the operation of the three routes of the army, as well as the way the army marched, were too decent, and even a little stupid, which did not seem like what the treacherous Wang Yangming should do.

In fact, it's not just Xiao Zhu Si.

Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi and so on, these military strategists who have fought all their lives and know the soldiers are also frowning, and they can't see the slightest brilliance in the layout of the troops this time.

But.

They all know one thing, with Wang Yangming's personality and treacherous use of soldiers, it is absolutely impossible to cut people so clearly, that is a proper Xiaobai behavior.

However.

No matter how they guessed, they couldn't guess what kind of calculation Wang Yangming was making.

"Brother, what is this Wang Yangming going to do?"

"After the soldiers went out of the mountains and seas, the Three Route Army was scattered so far, and outside the gate was now a place to build slaves, once there was a sudden change, the armies could not respond to each other at all, which seemed to be the method of eliminating the other's strengths, and it was really a taboo for soldiers."

Lao Zhu frowned slightly, even he, the founding emperor who had fought all his life, couldn't understand it at all.

"That's right, brother."

Lao Zhu stood next to Ji Boying's lesson plan and continued in a low voice.

"Where did you go after transferring 40,000 firearms to Chongzhen Daming? Where are Qi Jiguang and Chang Yuchun now? ”

Regarding Lao Zhu's question, Ji Boying didn't answer, just smiled and replied with two words.

"Wait and see."

To watch a movie with depth, you must be patient, especially if you watch this kind of movie that requires brains, and you can watch it quietly before the final result is revealed.

At this moment, among the three projection screens under the 36D holographic projection, the most central one is the forbidden army led by Wang Yangming, and the close-up view is on the face of Wang Yangming who is sitting on a four-wheeled vehicle, with a calm expression, and there is no joy, anger and sorrow at all.

There are only two words that can be seen: self-confidence.

Xiao Zhu Si held his moldy cigar in his mouth, stared at Wang Yangming in the picture, and realized it.

"Who gave him the confidence?"

Longqing's little bee had envy in his eyes: When will I become so confident?!

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PS: Wang Yangming ( ̄^ ̄): You think that the war only started today, but in fact, I started fighting this war two years ago. (End of chapter)