Thinking of some possibility, Lin Chong couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body, and asked dryly: "Could this medicine be the same as Dr. Wu's? Could Wu be the one who prepared it?"
Miss Rong watched His Majesty the Emperor's face change several times, and nodded hesitantly, but she immediately assured: "Doctor Wu is not from the Red Flower Society. He and us have a cooperative relationship at best. He can help us."
It’s purely his personal opinion. Don’t worry, those people are really fine, Doctor Wu didn’t lie to you.”
Lin Chong then breathed a sigh of relief: "What about Zhou Yun? And those women who were killed by the flower-picking thieves in the capital."
Speaking of this, Miss Rong was a little excited: "Your Majesty, we have succeeded. We just need to add a little blood of Pure Yin Daughter and we will succeed. Those people will not be like before. Although they are not as powerful as Zhou Yun, they are already
It’s a very strong team.”
Lin Chong saw her happy look with mixed feelings. He did not want an army controlled by drugs.
When he saw Zhang Wei the next day, Li Zicheng still looked like two brothers, and Zhang Wei was very embarrassed about the outrageous words he said when he drank too much the night before.
Li Zicheng generously said that he couldn't remember anything after drinking and that he had forgotten it for a long time. In the end, the two of them happily agreed to continue drinking next time.
Dong Fang and Li Feng could tell at a glance that the old fox Li Zicheng was plotting against their silly brother.
The two of them took over with a smile: "Of course, of course. Next time, let's drink together. The three of us will drink with you." Drinking won't kill you, a sanctimonious old fox.
Li Zicheng touched his nose and continued to walk around doing other things with a simple face like a citizen of the earth.
With the addition of the three major battalions, the battle situation quickly changed. Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui, who had been completely suppressed, suddenly had the power to backhand.
The three major camps are all a group of madmen who love to fight. With their joining, not only the battle is easier, but the atmosphere is also a lot more relaxed. The tense atmosphere between Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui has also been adjusted to relax, and there is a sense of joy everywhere.
There is an air of impending victory.
In contrast, the atmosphere in the Manchu camp was much heavier at the moment.
On the one hand, Dorgon was worried about Duduo's safety, but on the other hand, he was annoyed by the untimely insertion of the three battalions. It was obvious that he was about to succeed. As long as the Guan Ning Army and the Peasant Army were truly dispersed, it would basically be a success.
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But it happened to be at this moment that Dorgon punched the table angrily and coughed violently.
Jilharang just opened the curtain and walked in. He was surprised when he saw him like this: "What's going on? Are you injured?"
Dorgon was a little confused until he saw a touch of scarlet on his hand. He wiped away the blood on his hand seemingly nonchalantly: "It's okay, just a little injury."
I don't know why, Dorgon instinctively didn't want Jierhalang to know that his physical condition was not good at this time.
Jierharang, on the other hand, did not doubt that he was there, and he didn't take it seriously when Dorgon said it was fine. What's more, he himself was a man with a hole in his shoulder and could still talk about minor injuries as if nothing had happened.
"Now that the three major battalions in Hebei have suddenly joined the battle, we have to reconsider the current situation."
Dorgon felt irritated. The last thing he wanted to mention now was Jierhalang. The last person he wanted to see was Jierhalang. However, these two came together, giving him a headache when he saw them: "Then what do you think we should do now?"
what to do?"
In fact, these words had a somewhat unkind connotation, but Jierhalang ignored it. He knew that it was inevitable that Dorgon would be unhappy when this happened, so he didn't take it seriously: "Since I have entered the customs
, then there is no reason to go back like this. We have to defend the current territory now. The Ming Emperor has too much to take care of himself, and the three major battalions will not be able to hold on here for long."
"You mean something will happen to the capital? How do you know? Did the King of Zhou tell you?"
Dorgon had always had a knot in his mind about King Zhou's affairs. King Zhou's attitude made him feel extremely uncomfortable. It seemed that King Zhou trusted this figurehead more than he, the real and powerful regent.
He also heard Ji'erharang mention a bit about King Zhou's life experience, and murmured to himself that birds of a feather flock together. Now he heard that King Zhou knew exactly when trouble would occur in the capital, and was willing to tell Ji'erharang without any grudges.
He felt more and more that Duduo was right. There must be some agreement between Jierhalang and King Zhou that he didn't know about.
"He did mention it once, but he didn't say anything would happen. The three major battalions are not in the capital now. The emperor must be in a hurry to mobilize troops, and the guards in the capital are very loose."
So he also made his own guess? Dorgon thought in his mind.
Although they suffered a loss from the three major battalions due to lack of familiarity, Dorgon and Jierhalang began to quickly come up with countermeasures.
In addition to strengthening defenses, they also began to change positions frequently, using mountains to hide their whereabouts, leaving the opponent's artillery useless.
As for close combat, although heavy armor is powerful, it is not flexible enough after all, and cannot keep up with the rapidly changing formations. As for the Qing army when two cavalry confront each other, the Qing army does have an advantage. Based on this advantage, Dorgon and
Jilharang formulated a series of strategies.
Unfortunately, most of these strategies failed to come into use.
After a month of stalemate, news came from the capital that the brother of the new King Xiang, the eldest son of the old King Xiang who had been secretly executed, came to the capital and vowed to seek an explanation for his father.
The people who came with him were all the subordinates of King Xiang who had escaped by chance. They cried bitterly and told how loyal their prince was at the beginning. Even though the Xiang army had limited manpower and material resources, he still shouldered the responsibility of escorting His Majesty back to the capital.
Heavy responsibility.
Not only that, after driving away the following offending King Ji from the capital, King Xiang still left behind to help His Majesty clear away the remnants of the war.
But who knew that such pure loyalty would lead to the death of the prince. The emperor first pretended to appoint a regent, but secretly, he deliberately tried to frame the prince, laid many trumped-up charges, and secretly dealt with him after the sacrifice.
King Xiang.
Lin Chong just wanted to roll his eyes after hearing this tragic story that was recently circulated in the streets. Ordinary people had no idea who rebelled and who were loyal ministers. What they cared about was just a little spice in the boring life.
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Compared to the story of a prince whose failed conspiracy to rebel was exposed and then killed on the spot, the new story was obviously more twists and turns and legendary, and was naturally accepted by countless people.