Chapter 595: Breaking peace

Evening, military discussion.

Everyone was afraid of annoying the Khan in the suppressed camp of the Later Jin army. At this time, only the banner owners like Jirgalang were the only ones who dared to speak.

Jirgalang broke the dullness and whispered: "Shan, this tactic cannot last long. If you continue to grind like this, the morale of each flag will be polished."

Fan Wencheng quickly advised: "I also ask the Khan to change his tactics. The Ming army in Guanning is very strong in fighting. Our army cannot capture it for a long time. It is a taboo for military strategists to strengthen their troops. It is better to give a heavy reward and give full force. Attack again.”

Huang Taiji's face was as deep as water and was moved. He attacked again and tried to attack again. This idea was like a spell and couldn't go away in his mind. If he attacked again, might the Ming army collapse on the whole line? Huang Taiji always had it in his mind. This idea was nothing else. It was purely because the Ming army on the front line of Shanhaiguan was able to fight. The Guanning army suddenly became difficult to fight, and it still couldn't adapt to this change.

At this time, the Han army's left wing of Gushan, Ezhen Shi Tingzhu, said with a tough bullet: "If Ma Cheng is freed up, what if it will be attacked on both sides?"

Jiergalang said disdainfully: "Chenyang City has high walls, can Macheng still grow wings and fly into the city?"

Shi Tingzhu immediately shut up. Although he was Huang Taiji's confidant, his identity as a Han man determined that he could only be a high-level coat. Facing this Jurchen confidant, he did not dare to contradict him at all.

Fan Wencheng looked at Huang Taiji's face, and Huang Taiji's face seemed calm, but Yue Tuo knew that Huang Taiji's confidence had long been shaken, not because of the current casualties, but because of the various flags that had lost expectations for conquering Dalinghe City, who would have I don’t know how long it will take to capture, but if I withdraw my troops, the battle situation in Liaodong seems to be sliding into the abyss, and I will be in a dilemma.

After a long time, Huang Taiji said slowly, "Draw Ding, each flag, one Niulu draws seven armored soldiers, first form an elite soldier to prepare, don't be afraid of death, how many people die, I will supply each flag in the future How many people can make up for the old numbers?”

Dear banner owners and Han generals, it is also a helpless move to draw a child. It is a way to quench thirst. The elite soldiers of each banner have been plucking again and again. The elite soldiers have been drawn long ago. If they are drawn, only the old and weak soldiers will be left. But at this moment, even though it was a bowl of poison, Dajin had to pinch his nose and grit his teeth and drink it.

Night, sinking to the sun.

The lights in the palace are dim, the moonlight is like water, accumulated in front of the courtyard. On the brocade quilt, the mandarin ducks and birds are in endless joy, turning the bronze mirror, like the clear light of snow, but there is only a gradually aging face. The man is not there, Hai Lanzhu is reluctant to do so. I keep going back to the past. When is the happiest time? Perhaps before I get married, I have a young girl in my family who has grown up, and I am still young, and I am passionate, and I can't understand the sad things in the world.

The past is vivid in my mind, but it is a bit far away and hard to remember now.

Time is like water, time is no longer. The faint incense burner, deep in the clouds and mist, looking hazy, on the screen, why is the green mountain so lonely? Wait for warming the old dream, the past is vague, and you can no longer chase after it. If you want to warm the remaining wine, there are people by your pillow , you can't get up. You toss and turn, and you can't sleep.

Hai Lanzhu felt something in her heart and murmured: "Born in a chaotic world, I hate her daughter."

She didn't fall asleep one night, and there was still a pretty woman in the bronze mirror. She often had nightmares when she came back late at night. Sometimes she dreamed of falling into the underworld and being tortured. Sometimes she dreamed of being in the cold horse house, letting others When he was humiliated, he was filled with hot sweat all over his body, and he couldn't lift his hands and feet softly.

"I don't want the candlelight to be so bright."

The maid who was dozing off at the lower end was awakened. She cut off a piece of the wick in panic, and suddenly became dark in the room. The four maids were trembling and looked at their toes. The concubine had nightmares recently. , when having nightmares, she likes to scratch people with her nails. Several maids who served her were scratched and dared not speak out. During the day, she was afraid of strong light and hid in the house all day and didn't want to see people. She didn't know it was a slut It's still a ghost.

The concubine couldn't sleep, and the maids who served her had to work hard. The ginseng soup and tonic were hot and hot.

The cold weather was extremely cold in the winter night of the sun. I felt sorry for dozens of maids serving a concubine, wearing horseshoes and shoes at the bottom of a flower pot, so my feet were not touching the ground. A maid came in with ginseng soup carefully. The candle fire was dim, and the maid looked at it. The concubine was disheveled and her pale face was shocked.

Bang, the ginseng soup fell to the ground and broke a Xuande porcelain bowl.

The thin maid looked pale and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Good life, concubine."

The four maids in the room knelt all over the ground, all looking at the luxurious carpet with pale faces. The light yellow ginseng soup seeped into the luxurious carpet, and their hands and feet were trembling in fear. The maid who broke the ginseng soup was crying and wanted to use her sleeves to go. Wipe it, but it still wiped it clean. It destroyed a Xuande bowl and a luxurious grassland carpet. The maid slowly tilted, trying desperately to stop her tears, but she could stop her.

"Grandma, please spare me!"

"Empress, be merciful, please spare her this time!"

The maids in the room begged for a while. Hai Lanzhu, who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, looked pale and haggard, and her sharp chin looked even more cunning. Hai Lanzhu looked at the Mingren woman who was kneeling on the ground, and felt inexplicably happy. The clumsy one is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she is as delicate as a flower, but she is thin and thin. She is not as cold and charming as a beautiful woman on the photogenic. Hai Lanzhu is extremely confident in her beauty.

"Soldier guard."

Hai Lanzhu greeted her gently, and immediately there was a sound of armor leaves and footsteps. Then two guards wearing bright yellow cotton armor stood respectfully outside, and the two guards on the window paper were tall and mighty.

"Please give me instructions."

Hai Lanzhu looked at the Ming maid with disgust and wanted to order the guards to drag the woman out to death, which was clumsy and annoying. When the words came to his mouth, a gust of cold wind blew, and Hai Lanzhu shivered and felt cold. Through his body, he seemed to return to the cold horse house. The young man wearing a red cloak, his figure magnified in front of him.

"ah!"

Hai Lanzhu shouted lightly before she realized something was wrong, and hurriedly covered her mouth.

The guards outside felt that it was inappropriate and whispered: "Please give me instructions."

Hai Lanzhu felt cold in her vest and was sweating coldly. The heroic man's words were still echoing in her ears. The concubine was careful not to be caught again.

His heart beat wildly, and Hai Lanzhu finally said softly: "Go down, be safe."

The two guards felt something was strange, but they did not dare to trek into the concubine's bedroom. They had to press the handle of the knife and walked away a little. The maids who were kneeling all over the floor looked at each other, and they could not understand why the concubine was kind-hearted. After saving the lives of the sisters, these Manchu masters have always been extremely cruel to the Ming maids.

"Peace is broken and peace, I wish the Empress a blessing and prosperity."

"Congratulations to the Khan to return victoriously."
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