As the equipment that sieges were continuously transported from the Central Plains, Jinling's troops began to be mobilized frequently.

There were less than 200,000 Eight Banners soldiers who could fight outside the pass. Half of them were guarding Beijing City, and 50,000 Haoge led them to fight to the eight kings in Sichuan. The others were all in the hands of Duoduo.

As it got late, Duoduo retreated from Luke Dehun and summoned Hong Chengchou alone.

Although Luke Dehun was a Manchu and Hong Chengchou was a Han man, in Duoduo's heart, this Han man was closer.

Luke Dehun was Daishan's grandson. His troops were also the Zhenghong and the two flags of the incense of Daishan. These people were not the same as Dorgon. When they supported Huang Taiji's son, Emperor Shunzhi Fulin, ascended the throne, Daishan played the greatest role.

"Mr. Hong, you Han people have a saying, "Fall soldiers on the battlefield". Now in August, people are strong and horses are fat, which is a good day for hunting Jiangnan. I am going to raise an army, take down Suhang and kill Fuzhou Niming. Do you have any insights?"

Hong Chengchou tidied up his clothes and lowered his head and said, "Prince, Scout's reply, Suzhou Hou Xuanyan has been constantly dispatching troops and sending supplies in Changzhou recently. It is obvious that we will take action again. If we attack rashly, Hou Xuanyan will have 200 cannons in his hand. Last time, the slave was not hidden by him, and it was better for us to make a long-term plan."

Duoduo sneered in his heart, but still smiled on his face and said, "Don't worry, Lord Hong, the people in the south are cowardly and cowardly. When our army arrives, someone will surrender. At that time, Zuo Liangyu had more troops, more well-equipped and more abundant military rations, but he was not just surrendering when he saw the wind."

Hong Chengchou didn't agree. In his opinion, Hou Xuanyan, who emerged from the army, was not comparable to Zuo Liangyu's mediocre son. However, he did not argue with Duoduo, but said with a down-eyed look: "What the prince said is extremely stupid, and he is not as good as the prince's opinion."

Duoduo stood up, his burly body and strong legs, walked with his wind. He stepped down to the hall, pressed Hong Chengchou's shoulders, and said, "Mr. Hong, you were an important minister of the Ming Dynasty, and many of the generals from the Nihou were your subordinates. After you go back, write more letters of surrender and strive for a few great generals to surrender. Such contributions are better than charging into battle. I will guarantee that Brother Wang will be rewarded."

Hong Chengchou's head was lowered, his eyes were closed, his shoulders were not exerted at all, and he was like a walking corpse. His tone was not at all emotional, and he said in a voice that Duoduo could hear: "Slave obey the order."

There is no greater sorrow than death in the heart. The moment Hong Chengchou walked out of Songshan, he was no longer the pillar of the Ming Dynasty that wrote on the walls of his home, "The kindness of the king is as deep as the sea, and the ministers are as heavy as the integrity of the ministers."

The Kuhan outside Liaodong Pass, the brave warriors of the Qing Dynasty cut off Cao Bianjiao's head and also cut off his backbone. The poor and humble child who was selling tofu in Yingxupu as a child, and the new Jinshi was proud at the age of 23. At the age of 36, he led his troops to fight with civil servants, killed 300 enemy soldiers, and lifted the siege of Hancheng, which made the world famous. Then he rose to prominence and made outstanding achievements. He was regarded as the last hope by the Ming Dynasty, which was about to collapse in the building.

Now he is more like a machine whose soul is being removed, and with his body's inertia, he helps the new master pacify his original homeland.

Fengtian Palace was like a giant beast. After walking out of it, Hong Chengchou looked up at the miserable sky and silently said: "If everyone in the world had braids behind their heads, then my root wouldn't be so dazzling..."

A thunder broke through the lightning that broke through the sky, tearing a hole into the sky, and heavy rain fell. Hong Chengchou walked in the rain, and his hunched back bent a little more.

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"Damn it! It's so heavy. Go and inform all prefectures and counties to prepare for flood prevention, repair city walls, prepare more wood and rolling stones, and be careful of clearing the dogs and splitting their troops to attack."

The little officials around him wrote down word by word on the paper. After a while, horses came out everywhere in the yamen and rushed to various prefectures in the heavy rain.

I was sweating all over my body, and I felt uncomfortable when I was soaked by the rain. Hou Xuanyan simply took off his robe, put his upper body naked, and stuffed the wet clothes into his waist.

Yan Yingyuan was wearing a straw raincoat. After taking it off, he said, "Go and pick up some clothes for the governor."

Hou Xuan spoke, "No need, go to the yamen to take a shower later, otherwise it will be bad if you feel the wind and cold. These days, the scouts in Jinling have been constantly rewarding, and Qinggou is very restless and will probably move soon. At that time, a fierce battle will inevitably occur. I don't know how long it will take. You are the same. After you go back, take a bath with hot water. If anyone falls ill at this time, I will chop his head first and treat it as a timid battle."

There was a burst of laughter in the tent, and Yan Yingyuan laughed out loud. He found that after following the young commander, the situation that was so despairing that made people desperate was instantly turning around. Many veterans in Jiangyin discovered that Yan Yingyuan had laughed more times recently than he had been in Jiangyin for three months.

"I wonder if Qinggou will divide his troops to fight in Zhu Dadian from Yixing."

Yan Yingyuan shook his head and said, "Since the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, they have lost their caution in succession. They will probably concentrate their forces to attack Changzhou, hoping to annihilate our largest troops in one fell swoop, and then wait for others to surrender."

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "After that being said, I still have to be careful. Fortunately, Zhu Dadian is very polite, and I feel very relieved about him. I heard Hong Yizhuo say that Zhang Huangyan took my money to recruit soldiers and horses in Jiangyin area, and fought for boats to build warships. I think this guy would not listen to me and rush to Changzhou to support him. Eighty percent of the time crossed the river to take Yangzhou, or even went up the river to attack Jinling."

Hong Yizhuo said in a deep voice: "Would you like to hit him?"

Hou Xuanyan curled his lips and said, "No, it would be embarrassing if we can't defend Changzhou. Let him do it himself. If he can win Yangzhou, it would be a great achievement."

Hou Xuanyan walked out of the city tower with his upper body naked and saw a soldier standing straight on the watchtower in the rain.

Hou Xuanyan walked over, patted his shoulder, and said, "No, boy, why do I think you look so familiar?"

The soldier grinned, reached out to wipe the rain on his face, and said, "Supervisor, when he was in Yangzhou, Qinggou came to attack the city. The young man almost fell asleep and was kicked by the Supervisor."

Hou Xuanyan remembered it and was even happier. His soldiers gradually grew up in wars. In the future, the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains cannot rely on a group of new recruits. After all, they should use war instead of training.

"Tonight, no one poured a pot of good wine into the kettle to help the brothers keep the cold."
Chapter completed!