That night, Hou Xuanyan summoned the generals and arranged to find the igniting objects.

When the generals in the tent heard this, they immediately understood that the Duke of the Kingdom was going to attack with fire again. They immediately whispered to each other and discussed the pros and cons of this method in a low voice. Zhu Dadian bowed slightly and sat down and said, "Duke, although it is good to set fire to the mountain, I am afraid that it is easy to extinguish the towering mountain. If it is burned for ten days and half a month, we will not be able to get through it. When the Qing army fled to the bottom of the mountain, wouldn't it be that no one could guard the pass and block us for half a month?"

"Oh?" Hou Xuanyan didn't think of this problem. He pondered for a moment and asked, "Can the fire burn for so long?"

Zhu Dadian sat upright and said, "Qingliu Pass was the most powerful pass at that time, but since Taizu conquered Chuzhou here and trained Jiangdong's children through the two Huai Rivers, the world has been peaceful for 200 years. Qingliu Pass has long lost its significance. The dead branches and leaves covered over the years are one foot thick in the deep area, and it will be caught when it encounters fire. In addition, the trees are full of tall pines and cypresses, and one is enough to burn for a long time. What Xia Guan said for half a month is still under the premise that someone put out the fire."

Hou Xuanyan lowered his head and said nothing, stood up and paced back and forth in the tent. When he walked to the door of the tent, he suddenly stopped and pointed outside and said, "Qingliu Pass is so dangerous. There are few and steep ways to go down the mountain. We set fire at midnight. The Qing soldiers caught off guard. If they wanted to go down the mountain, they would definitely be trampled to death, choked to death, and roasted countless people. In Changzhou, the Qing soldiers who were burned to death were not as crowded as trampled to death. In the night, thousands of troops wanted to squeeze down the cliff, but there was only one road to walk, haha. This time, they died even worse."

The generals felt distressed when they heard this. This was too cruel. Since ancient times, the water and fire were ruthless. It is said that this strategy was contrary to heaven and harmony. None of the generals who did this would end up well.

Zhang Huangyan said worriedly: "Duke, we have already discovered that there were many Fengyang people in Qingliu Pass who were driven up to the mountain to build fortifications by Manchus. If the fire was lit, they would be affected. Wouldn't it be contrary to heaven?"

Hou Xuanyan looked at the reaction of everyone and sneered slightly: "The rainstorm a few days ago, but the sun was shining brightly these days. The sun was exposed for several consecutive days. It was a warning from God, and we wanted to attack the mountains with fire. Since it was a warning from God, it seems that God, who is compassionate to all living beings, also knows that the Qing Dynasty was more dangerous than burning mountains. We can say that it was Fengtian burning mountains. When the Qing dogs were beaten away in the future, I personally took people to the mountain to plant trees. As for the people of Fengyang..."

The generals looked at each other, and no one dared to stand up and speak. After all, there were still tens of thousands of people on the mountain. Jiang Jianxun, who had been silent, stood up and bowed: "What the Duke of the Kingdom said was very true. The Qing Dynasty was more troubled than burning the mountain. If we could not make the northern expedition as soon as possible and fight Qingliu Pass, there would be more than tens of millions of people who were bullied in the Central Plains of the North every day."

Zhang Huangyan said angrily: "The Central Plains is the Manchus who abuse the people. We burned tens of thousands of people in the mountains and died at our hands. If we don't treat the people as human beings, we drove away the Qing Dynasty, what's the same with them?"

Hou Xuanyan slapped the table and stopped the quarrel and said in a calm voice: "The road on the mountain is steep and it is extremely difficult to transport grain up the mountain. The Qing soldiers will not keep these young and strong people on the mountain for a long time. Let's wait for a few days. At that time, these people should have almost gone."

The clear stream is filled with lush shades of trees, and there is no way to see the situation of the closing, so it is only possible to guess. No one knows when the Qing soldiers will drive the strong men down the mountain. If they guess wrongly for an hour, it may be a huge tragedy.

Zhang Huangyan was about to open his mouth, Hou Xuan waved his hand in a daze and said, "Let's go out. Let's discuss it again tomorrow. Be careful of the Qing soldiers going down the mountain to raid these days. Don't neglect the construction of fortifications."

At Qingliu Pass in the distance, the Qing army commander Jierhalang looked out from a distance, and saw the Northern Expedition Army below like a shovel and shovel, building fortifications. The generals around him laughed at him. As the attacking party, the Ming army did not fire a single shot, but repaired fortifications every day. This was too timid.

Jirgalang shouted muffled: "Shut up!"

The generals looked at each other. The Eight Banners were slavery, and the banner owner Jirgalang was actually a relationship with them. The master was angry. Although the slaves didn't know why, they were also scared.

Jirhalang said angrily: "You still have the face to be happy here. We are the attacking parties. The emperor ordered us to lead our troops south. Now that we have been driven to Qingliu Pass, do we still want to mock others for being timid? This Hou Xuanyan is really hateful. His fortifications made me want to attack at any time fail, so we can only stay here. Since entering the pass, when has the Qing Dynasty fought such a coward?"

When the master got angry, the servants' legs became weak, and they knelt all over the ground with their butts sticking out.

Su Bandai looked up and said, "Prince, the Han people are cowardly and incompetent. They still dare to fight us now because they were bewitched by Hou Xuanyan. I don't know the majesty of our Qing Dynasty. Hou Xuanyan was lucky to attack several times and beat our Qing Dynasty, so the southerners thought he could resist the heavenly soldiers."

Jirgalang said in a deep voice: "What's your idea?"

"Hehe, the Han people at the foot of the mountain have never seen our bravery. Why don't you let them see it? The group of Han people on the mountain have almost finished their work and eat a lot of food every day. Why don't you kill them after they finish their work and throw them down the mountain? First, it can scare the Han people at the foot of the mountain, and second, it can anger Hou Xuanyan and let him attack Qingliu Pass in advance, and our opportunity will come."

When Jirgalang heard it made sense, if Hou Xuanyan built fortifications at the foot of the mountain and was really stalemate with him, then all the plans to go south would be ruined. Based on Hou Xuanyan's previous personality and Su Bandai's plan, it would probably be able to anger the only pillar of the Southern Ming Dynasty. At that time, their army would knock on the gate and rely on such a strong gate, it would be easy to defeat him. Jirgalang's face was happy and praised: "Yes, you are still useful."

Su Bandai was so happy that his skin was blooming, and his old face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum: "Thank you, my master, for your praise."

Chaha, the deputy governor of the Inlaid Blue Flag who was kneeling beside him, said angrily: "Su Bandai, what is your identity? How dare you call yourself a slave? You are just a miser, not a man. How can you be a slave to your master?"

Before the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, slaves were used to curse people, but it was so strange in the Qing Dynasty. In the eyes of Manchus, "slaves" was very noble because only Manchus could call themselves, but to put it bluntly, they were their own family. Even if the Qing Dynasty was good to Han people and Mongolian people, they belonged to foreign populations and were essentially different. In the later Qianlong period, there was an incident in which Han ministers called themselves "slaves". After Qianlong learned about it, he cursed Han ministers on the spot, offended the word "slaves" and even punished them.

Su Bandai looked ashamed and stepped aside and stopped talking. Jirgalang's eyes gradually became sinister.

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Chapter completed!