In the afterglow of the setting sun, the five-colored flags fluttered in the wind, and in the midst of the smoke and dust, the cavalry of the Eight Banners of the Great Qing Kingdom was like a surging torrent, surging from all directions; they were like an unstoppable stormy wave, attacking the small city, and draining the water of the Yongping Mansion city that was located among the mountains and mountains.

Tens of thousands of Jurchen cavalry, under the leadership of the leader, roared in unison: "Su Tuan, Na! Sutuan! (Rush) ......"

The roar of tens of thousands of people caused rolling thunder to roll up in the sky above Yongping Mansion City, and the bursts of muffled thunder shook the heavens and made the earth tremble. The thunderous shouts stopped, the aftermath still echoed in the field, the whining horns sounded everywhere, and tens of thousands of eight-banner iron horsemen set up camp around the city.

Outside the city of Yongping Mansion for a while, the flags were like a forest, colorful and shining, and the drums of the north wind were waving and hunting on the land of early spring; the neighing of war horses rose and fell one after another in the camp of the Qing army, accompanied by shouts and horns echoing in the sky for a long time; the rough laughter and scolding, the savage scolding and whipping, were sent far away by the last wisp of the north wind that was shouting.

Yongping City, which is under siege, has four gates closed, no one on the city wall, and thousands of households are silent, as if all the chickens and dogs are dead. Outside the city, in the northwest corner of the city, in the green wheat fields and on the hillside, the military academies with bears and tigers are hanging strings of lanterns on high lamp poles.

Under the light, there was a man riding on a horse with a solemn face, he was wearing a mink hat and military uniform, and he was looking into the direction of Yongping Mansion City. I saw a sword with a green shark skin sheath hanging from his waist, riding a tall war horse like red carbon, and the last remnant sun shone on his burly body, and the wisp of north wind that was about to be driven away by the spring breeze stirred his wide brown cloak. At this moment, the melancholy and tenderness that overflowed between his eyebrows were extremely incommensurate with his majestic appearance and the murderous aura that permeated his surroundings.

The man stared and sighed, and for a while he actually groaned: "The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang don't pay attention." The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city. A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran has no plan. Qiang Guan is full of frost, people are sleepless, and the general's white hair is crying. ”

"Fan Zhangjing, are you making a lot of poetry again?" someone behind him suddenly asked, and a bright and clear laugh came. Fan Wencheng, who was riding on the horse, didn't need to look back, he knew who was talking to him, he hurriedly lifted his cloak and turned over and dismounted, kneeling on one leg and falling to the ground: "Say hello to the Great Khan." ”

"Get up, get up. Emperor Taiji, the Great Khan of the Great Qing Kingdom, dismounted, and behind him more than thirty Goshha swallows lined up behind him, and they stood there solemnly, their bodies standing like javelins with a handle ready to pierce the sky. Huang Taiji was full of smiles, and there was curiosity in his slender eyes that could not be concealed: "Fan Zhangjing, what are you reading in the wind? But the poems of the Southern Dynasty? Can you tell me about it." ”

Fan Wencheng smiled and said: "Good to teach the Great Khan to know, this is a famous article by Fan Wenzheng, a famous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty who is the ancestor of my family, Fan Wenzheng!" He explained this Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's Pride" in detail. Huang Taiji stood there and listened quietly with an expressionless face, his eagle-like sharp gaze on the distant mountains where there was still snow. The Goshkhas had already laid out the pouns for their masters, and at first neither of them had any intention of sitting.

"It's a good song "Fisherman's Pride"!" Huang Taiji listened to it and praised loudly, "However, 'the general's white-haired husband tears' can't help but be a little depressed." In the morning, I passed through Jieshi Mountain, and I couldn't help but think of Cao Cao's expedition to Wuhuan that you talked about, sir, as well as the article "Watching the Sea" he wrote, which I remember was: 'The trip of the sun and the moon, if out of it, if the stars and the Han are splendid, if out of it'...... Fan Zhangjing, don't you think this is a grand strategy!"

"Yes!" Fan Wencheng smiled quietly, he also looked down at the small city under his feet and said: "That's why the ancestors aspired to be a generation of good ministers, but Cao Gong has the strength of an emperor!"

Is it said that the ancient or the present? This pun scratched the itch of Huang Taiji and caused him to laugh, and Fan Wencheng's quick thinking made him very satisfied.

"Fan Zhangjing!" Huang Taiji sat cross-legged on the Huanglong embroidery pier, he took a sip of the milk tea brought by the attendant, and said with a smile: "You have made great contributions to Dajin again! In the previous counter-plot, the little emperor of the Southern Dynasty sent his arm Yuan Chonghuan to prison and executed. Only then did he use that blind man to spread the news of the emperor of the Southern Dynasty seeking peace, and today I received a letter that the superintendent Lu Xiangsheng was dismissed by the emperor who was bent on being the hero, once we got rid of him, we already have no opponents! Hahahaha!"

Fan Wencheng shrugged his brows and said with a puzzled face: "I really didn't expect it to be so easy...... Chongzhen was stubborn and suspicious, and he damaged the Great Wall, which shows that the Ming Dynasty has exhausted its qi. ”

I want to take this opportunity to take Yongping as my home, break through the surrounding cities, and connect them into a large area, so as to open the passage inside and outside the Guan. Huang Taiji drank the milk tea in one gulp and handed the marigold to the attendant.

Fan Wencheng pondered for a moment and said, "I'm afraid that he has already gathered all the soldiers and horses of the Qinwang in Gyeonggi, and it will be difficult for us to hold on for too long......"

Huang Taiji waved his hand: "What's there, if the enemy can't beat me, I'll go back to the gate, and next time I come back, we won't lose anything." Wouldn't it be nice if we could stand on our feet?"

Fan Wencheng looked at Huang Taiji squarely, and his face became serious: "Great Khan, if you want to gain a foothold, you must strictly enforce military discipline and prohibit indiscriminate killing of innocents, otherwise you can't help but ......."

"Okay, okay, sir, rest assured. Huang Taiji still stood up with a smile and grabbed the conversation.

Without waiting for Fan Wencheng to speak, Huang Taiji's personal guard Kuluge hurriedly walked close to report that Zhu Beile had already gathered under the tent and was waiting for the car.

Huang Taiji stood up: "This Yongping City has been repeatedly advised, refusing to surrender, and it should be broken tonight! When the city is broken, it will be slaughtered and punished, so it is difficult to say that it will not be killed indiscriminately, and the rules are like this...... Let's go, face it head-on and find a direction to attack the city. After he got on the horse, he reined in the restless Qingqi horse and said again: "Fan Zhangjing, please go to Zunhua to defend the city tonight, Zunhua City is not easy to come by, and it is still a little worrying to send others to me!"

As soon as they heard Huang Taiji's words that they were going to break through Yongping tonight, the Baylors under the tent immediately became elated, and they swept away the fatigue on their faces and suddenly became energetic. Only in this kind of refusal can they slaughter and plunder freely, each with their own means. This time, the expedition was led by the Great Khan, and the rules were greater than those of the old Khan, and it was uncomfortable to detain people, and with such an opportunity to let go of his feelings, who would not be happy! So everyone went around the small city, while talking about the feast after the city was broken, and at the same time chose to be at the breakthrough of the siege, and after seeing that the Great Khan had designated a broken city wall, everyone had almost no objections, and all agreed with the two corners of the northeast and southwest designated by the Great Khan, which were one positive and one feint.

The Baylors thought in their chests that if they had no accident, they would have been torn apart at dawn tomorrow at dawn! How many of the wealth, grain, cattle, livestock, population, and beauties were waiting for them to take them, and the Great Khan would issue a sword order after three days, and it would be very pleasant to think that they could kill it for three days!

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