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One hundred and ninetieth chapters left behind

Leji was startled: "Does that mean there is a traitor here? Why don't you tell the regent and others quickly and let them investigate thoroughly?"

Jirharang shook his head: "Even if I take this arrow to explain the situation to him now, he may not believe it. Instead, he will think that I am taking the opportunity to cause trouble. Besides, if this person is really lurking in the camp for so long,

There is no movement, there must be other purposes, don’t be anxious, you see.”

Leji looked in the direction of Jilharang's finger, and it turned out that there was a tiny folded letter nailed to the arrow.

"Having your head cut off and carrying this letter can't hurt anyone. It's deserted here. I believe this letter was specially sent to me." Jirhalang said as he walked back to the tent with the letter and the arrow.

Moving the light closer, Jilharang stared at the words on the paper attentively, but he read just a few lines over and over again.

"Sir, what does it say?" Leji also stretched his neck to look over.

Jierhalang smiled and said, "It's interesting. People from the Central Plains have so many thoughts."

Leji looked at Jierhalang stupidly, but Jierhalang put the piece of paper on the candle and burned it: "Nothing, maybe we will meet an interesting friend soon, how many people can we recruit now?"

?”

Leji thought for a while: "Without military orders, those military masters cannot be mobilized. Even if they are hindered by my status, they can only give us a thousand people at most."

Jirhalang touched his chin: "One thousand is enough. Maybe this time, we will really enter the barrier."

Leji was curious: "Weren't you always worried that this was a trick of the Han people and that the regent and others would be fooled? Why do you suddenly feel confident now?"

Jilharang patted Leji on the head: "Why are there so many problems all day long? Let's go look for something. Let's make a lamp to see."

Leji had a grimace on his face, wondering where he was going to find materials this late at night, but since the master had spoken, how could a slave not listen. Fortunately, everyone in the army was drinking and drinking wildly today, and he was walking around randomly.

No one found it either.

Leji couldn't help but despise these soldiers who were showing off their power all day long. He, a person who didn't know any martial arts, could still walk around here without being discovered. If a group of assassins with strong martial arts skills or the enemy's elites attacked, with their current situation

Doesn't the situation mean that the entire army will be annihilated?

He had never seen a Han Chinese lamp and did not know what materials were needed to make a lamp. Jierhalang did not tell him when he came here.

Le Ji was a little troubled, and after much thought, he got a basin of paste and some pieces of rice paper, and finally pulled a few wires and hurried back to Jilharang's camp.

Jilharang had seen lanterns a few years ago, but he had only seen them before. He didn't know how the lantern was made, so he took some paste and rice paper, spread it around, and put a lantern in it.

Candles almost set the entire camp on fire.

Le Ji whispered while putting out the fire: "Master, what's going on today? I haven't seen you in such a mood on weekdays. This camp was allotted to us reluctantly. If you take this point, the two of us will be in trouble from now on."

I'm afraid I have to sleep outside. It doesn't matter that I'm thick-skinned, but what if your bones are frozen..."

Jilharang laughed loudly. He had not laughed so happily for a long time. Leji was stunned and felt embarrassed to continue nagging about the tent problem.

Three days later, today is the day that Dorgon made an appointment with Wu Sangui. He pretended to attack the city. Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng led the army to fight. Wu Sangui pretended to be defeated and fled back to the pass. Li Zicheng would not resist independently outside.

As long as Dorgon pretends to pursue him and reaches the city gate, Wu Sangui's people will naturally firmly hold control of the city gate.

In the morning of this day, Jierhalang came to Dorgon's main tent alone. Dorgon was discussing and checking today's events with several lieutenants. Jierhalang stood beside him and waited quietly without saying anything.

After the several lieutenants finished speaking, they all retreated, with disdain in their eyes as they passed by him.

Dorgon snorted coldly: "Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

Ji'erharang took a few steps forward without being humble or arrogant. "Brother Wang, I have always felt that there was something wrong with this strategy before and you refused to believe it. Now it is useless to talk about this problem. Besides, now that the arrow is on the string, it has to be fired. There is no turning back."

reason."

"It's good that you know, then what are you here to say?" Dorgon heard that Jierhalang finally stopped contradicting him after so many days, and his tone became much calmer.

"When the army goes on an expedition, it is natural to leave someone to guard the camp. Please leave me to guard the camp this time. If Brother Wang successfully enters the pass, I will go back home directly without wasting Brother Wang's time. What do you think?

"

Dorgon looked at Jierharang strangely: "You want to choose to stay at this time? You have to think clearly, staying here will not get any credit. If I go back directly after entering the customs, wouldn't it be in vain for you?

Came here for this trip.”

Jilharang just smiled. Some things can never go back to the past after all. For example, the trust between the two people, such as the tacit understanding when they shared the same hatred, have been turned into ashes with the erosion of time and power. Feng

As soon as it blew, it disappeared without a trace.

"I will only say this for the last time. I am not here to compete with you for military glory. I just don't want to see tens of thousands of Qing's descendants lose their lives in vain. If you successfully enter the border, I have no need to stay. You can handle other matters.

Naturally, I will take care of it one by one. If anything goes wrong, I can be here to take care of it. I believe you and I both know that there is no absolute certainty in the battle between the two armies until the outcome is announced at the last moment."

Before the army set off for the expedition, Dorgon should have been furious at this moment if he said such unlucky words, but he didn't.

Although he was very sure about this plan, he still listened to Jierhalang's words. After all, they had fought side by side and had a deep understanding of each other's abilities and temperaments. Jierhalang was not an indecisive or timid person.

He has feet, and his worries are not completely unfounded.

Dorgon agreed: "How many people do you want to keep?"

Jilharang turned his head and thought for a while: "It doesn't matter how many people there are. Brother Wang, just watch and come. I only have one request. I hope Brother Wang can leave me a deputy general."

Seeing that Dorgon was a little strange, Jierhalang explained to him: "You have also seen that my prestige in this army is not high now. If I really want to do something, I will inevitably be tied up and worry a lot.

Legi is not a military general, so letting him do things will inevitably miss the main business. Therefore, I need you to leave me a capable deputy general. Of course, the most important thing is that he must stay voluntarily."

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