The Western Regions are the Western Regions of China and the Chinese Xinjiang is the Xinjiang of the Chinese. This is an unquestionable fact for Wan Jun.

Li Dingguo was a very good at using troops. When Wan Jun took back Ningxia with him, he had a deep understanding of Li Dingguo. Now that the northwest soldiers left Jiayuguan, it is not a huge difficulty, and they will not send a letter to Chang'an to complain.

Wan Jun and Zhang Sheng discussed, "In the northwest, troops must be sent to support!"

However, northern Shaanxi, Ningxia, Shanxi and Zhili were all fighting. It was the most critical time to expel the Hu people and could not withdraw troops at all. Zhang Wuyang in the southwest had to guard against the Annan people's rebellion, but he could not move at all.

Wan Jun thought for a while and said, "Yes, the 20,000 people picked out from the surrendered army of King Lu, I think it's almost done. You can send this group of troops to Li Dingguo."

Zhang Sheng nodded and said, "That's right, but who will lead the army? It is said that the head of state demoted Zhang Huangyan, the minister of the Lu Dynasty, to a small soldier. Why would he lead the army?"

Wan Jun said, "Since you want to be a soldier, then be a soldier on the battlefield. Zhang Huangyan continues to be his soldier. Li Chixin is not in Chang'an, so let him lead the troops."

Zhang Shengdao, "But Li Chixin is a Shun faction, and Li Dingguo is a Western faction. I'm afraid the two of them will not deal with each other."

Wan Jun waved his hand and said, "What kind of Shun Sect is the Western Sect?"

But in a second thought, Wan Jun changed his mind, "You are right. The surrendered generals of the Shun Army and the surrendered generals of the Western Army have to be carefully considered. At least one person needs to be able to suppress them."

Wanjun said in a difficult situation, "There are only three people, you, me and Wen'anzhi, the pillar country in the city. Wen'anzhi is too old. You have to guard Chang'an because of the intelligence department. Who will let you go now?"

Zhang Sheng smiled and said, "The Head of State treats me as Zhao Boyuan."

Wan Jun's mind was seen through, and his old face turned red unconsciously, "Do you think it's appropriate for me to go?"

Zhang Shengdao, "The situation in the northwest is complicated. If you want to control the overall situation in a timely manner, it is the head of state!"

Wan Jun nodded and said happily, "Then it's settled. I'll go to the northwest to see the situation!"

Zhang Shengdao, "Terror, take care of yourself."

Five days later, as Li Chixin and 20,000 troops gathered in Chang'an, the troops finally embarked on the journey as they wished, from Fengxiang to Lanzhou, and from the Hexi Corridor to Li Dingguo's army.

Calculate the day, it’s only two months since Zhao Boyuan left Chang'an.

In the north of April, the chill has dissipated and the heat of summer has not yet begun, and it is the best time of the year.

However, it was not so good for Dorgon in Beijing. After the Chinese army launched an offensive in mid-March, large prefectures and counties in southern Zhili surrendered, and in January, the troops headed straight towards Baoding.

However, in the face of such a situation, Dorgon had no choice but to have no soldiers in his hands. The failure of the Manchus is obvious to all. The Green Camp soldiers who once devoted themselves to this may now fight back at any time.

After the Battle of Xuzhou, the Chinese army stopped on the front line of the Yellow River. Dorgon barely stabilized his position, but how to do his best, the Qing Dynasty's foot in the pass was already unstable, and it was only a matter of time before he moved out of Shanhaiguan.

“It’s time to go home!”

Dorgon was full of bitterness and stood in front of the Qianqing Palace and stared deeply. The golden top and white jade steps were seen. Chongzhen lived here, but later Li Zicheng proclaimed himself emperor here. There was never a real master in the Forbidden City.

The little emperor of Shunzhi has sent someone to see him off, and he can leave in the palace

Most of the people had left. Dorgon left the Qianqing Palace and walked out along the corridor. He was facing the Baohe Palace.

Looking at the familiar red walls and golden tiles, Dorgon was moved and hurriedly walked forward to the outside of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Since the young emperor of Shunzhi had not taken power, Dorgon was just the regent. He had always handled political affairs in the west of the Qing Palace, and the Palace of Taihe was always empty.

Dorgon stepped into the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The hall was extremely wide, with a seven-story high platform in the middle. On the platform was a gold-painted lacquered cloud dragon pattern gold chair, and seven large gold-painted lacquered screens carved with cloud dragon pattern were arranged behind.

Dorgon looked at the dragon chaise intently, raised his foot and walked up to the treasure platform step by step, reached out to stroke the carved dragon on the golden chaise, turned around and sat down on the dragon chaise, and looked at the hall.

Seeing this, the guards and eunuchs followed hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Dorgon narrowed his eyes, imagined the scene of his ministers lying on the ground and shouting long live. After a long time, he got up and walked off the treasure platform, turned around and took a deep look, and turned away from the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

There was already a chaotic city in Beijing, and the Eight Banners soldiers were burning, killing, looting, and Dorgon did not order to stop it. Now, unlike when he entered Beijing, it was meaningless to stabilize the people for the Qing Dynasty. Looting more materials would help defend in Liaodong.

Dorgon left the Forbidden City, headed east and went out of Dongzhimen, and stopped at the main hall of sacrifice to heaven.

The round sky-sacrificial hall stood quietly, and Dorgon once again stepped into the sky-sacrificial hall. Since his brother Duoduo passed away, Dorgon has been full of doubts about the things in the sky-sacrificial hall.

Now looking at the dark orb in the hall, Dorgon was left with anger, "What the hell are you?"

Dorgon kicked Xiang Ke down and pulled out his sword and slashed at the black sphere. "What's the use of this king? You can't protect my fifteenth brother and my Qing Dynasty. What's the use of you?"

The sword slashed on the black sphere and made a "clang clang" metallic striking sound. When Dorgon vented his anger, he stopped and realized that the tiger's mouth was already numb and the blade had been cut to pieces.

Dorgon was surprised. This sword was one of the best treasures, and it was cut like iron like mud, and it was cut to pieces. This black thing was so hard.

After looking closely at the place where the knife had cut, silver-gray marks were left on the black sphere. Dorgon approached and was surprised to find that the place where the knife had cut was only a mark. He stroked his fingers, and there was no trace of blocking it. Obviously, the blade had never cut into the slightest.

Dorgon was surprised, "My precious knife cuts iron like mud, but there is no trace of the knife's edge?"

After looking around the black sphere, Dorgon felt that this thing was extremely strange and began to question in his heart, could it be that this thing really fell from the sky?

After a moment of confusion, Dorgon put his knife back into the sheath and said to the guard behind him, "Come on, burn it all here, and leave no tiles!"

Soon the soldiers brought pine, firewood and grass, filling the entire temple of sacrifice. A fire broke out, and the pine trees quickly ignited into a piece, crackling in the wind, and the flames rose more than ten meters high.

Dorgon stood on his horse, looked at the Heaven Sacrifice Hall that was trapped in the flames, and slapped his horse's hips and ran eastward.

Five days later, the Chinese army entered Beijing. Zhao Boyuan ordered people to take over the city defense and issued notices from all sides to stabilize the people, and then brought the

The man hurried to Dongzhimen.

Wanjun told Zhao Boyuan to take back what was outside Dongzhi Gate and hurried outside Dongzhi Gate. There was only a piece of coke residue left in the Hall of Sacrifice.

Zhao Boyuan said intimately that the Hu people burned the Heavenly Sacrifice Hall when they withdrew. I wonder if the destiny of heaven had been burned in the fire.

Zhao Boyuan looked closer and again. The Heaven Sacrifice Hall could no longer see its original appearance. The broken stone foundation was in a mess. "Clean up the things above!"

Zhao Boyuan ordered, "Go around to find a few people and ask if the Hu people have transported the things away. The things are very big and it is very difficult to transport them!"

"Order the Third Division and the 12th Division to pursue Shanhaiguan as soon as possible!"

The soldiers quickly cleared the wreckage on the stone foundation, and Zhao Boyuan saw the huge black orb at a glance, which was becoming increasingly ugly now.

However, Zhao Boyuan had seen it with his own eyes in Laolong Mountain Village. This thing was something that the Hu people took from Lucheng County, and it was absolutely impossible to be wrong!

Zhao Boyuan was amazed when he was in Laolong Mountain that day, when he saw this object falling from the northeast sky with a long tail, and then red clouds rose.

When I walked closer, I saw this thing that had been burned for several days and could still be preserved. I think it was definitely not a vulgar thing.

Zhao Boyuan said, "Drag this thing out and take good care of it. I will send the letter to the head of state."

Seeing Zhao Boyuan turn and leave, two soldiers walked up, one of them kicked it on it, and said to the other, "It is said that this thing fell from the sky."

Before he finished speaking, a "squeak" sounded, and a hatch door fell down.

The two soldiers were startled, one of them was smarter, and quickly shouted to Zhao Boyuan who had already walked away, "Sir, there is something wrong!"

Zhao Boyuan returned after hearing the sound and saw the God-given thing breaking a hole, Zhao Boyuan was amazed. He had also thought about the black orb at the beginning, but he still couldn't understand what the meaning of this thing was.

Zhao Boyuan leaned into the sphere and looked. The round space was also pitch black, and the air was still hot, full of a strange smell that he had never smelled before.

Zhao Boyuan reached out and touched it, and found that something melted in the ball wall inside, falling drop by drop to the ground. No matter what, it was obvious that the fire had some impact on the ball.

After careful consideration, Zhao Boyuan was still puzzled. The destiny of heaven discovered the internal space. It would be better to report to Wanjun as soon as possible.

Returning from Dongzhimen to Beijing, the Chinese army had stabilized the order in the city, and the evil people captured were taken separately to various intersections in the city, and beheaded in public places.

Zhao Boyuan was unconscious of other things, and only had a guess about the gods-given thing left in his heart. He hurriedly walked past Duanmen without realizing that in just a few years, Beijing City had welcomed its fourth master.

As Dorgon withdrew from Shanhaiguan, the overall situation in the capital was settled and he returned to the embrace of China.

Ajige from Shanxi had long received news that he had no intention of fighting and had no intention of fighting and retreated from Taiyuan to Datong, then retreated from Datong to Zhangjiakou, and returned to Liaodong from the northern grassland.
Chapter completed!