Although this time he sought the consent of those who were infected with the plague in advance and did not make any arbitrary decisions, in the final analysis he was the one who killed them. He was somewhat unable to face the eyes of those people's relatives. In their eyes, he
He is undoubtedly a murderer.
"The murderer must be the murderer." He also admitted that if sacrificing a small number of people could save the lives of the majority of people, then he would never regret doing so. If he were asked to choose again, he would still do it.
It's just that he no longer has the lofty ambition to dominate the world. What he is doing now is to atone for the mistakes he has committed in the past.
In the afternoon, good news came one after another. The previous explosion was caused by the patients lighting gunpowder. The flames caused by the explosion quickly burned away most of the food and grass in the Qing Dynasty.
There was no food reserve in the first place, and now it was winter. If they could not receive support quickly, they would not be able to continue here.
According to their estimates, the transportation of grain and grass will definitely not be carried out in these days. Even if they find someone to dispatch it now, it will take nearly a month to travel back and forth. This is still calculated at a high speed, and the carriage transporting grain and grass will arrive soon.
Even slower, they can also be cut off along the way.
Without food and fodder, their military morale must be in chaos. If they attack at this time, they may gain a lot. But Zhang Xianzhong did not. He was still waiting patiently for the result he had expected from the beginning.
On the third day, news came that people in the Qing army began to show symptoms of the plague one after another, and many people had died. This news was exactly what Zhang Xianzhong was waiting for. After confirming the reliability of the news, he brought
We carried out raids and achieved good results several times.
Li Dingguo was still lying in bed unable to get up. He had to continue to rest without the doctor's permission. He felt very sorry that he could not participate in these sneak attacks.
"It's a rare opportunity to dampen the spirit of that old guy Obai. It's a pity."
Sun Kewang sat next to him holding a book on war while listening to his second brother's complaints. The brothers had already discussed it. In order to prevent Li Dingguo from being too bored by himself, each of them would take turns to accompany him.
Sit down and talk for a while, so that he doesn't get too bored by himself.
"Everyone else wishes they could stay away from these things. Finally, I have a chance to be lazy in an open and honest manner. It's too late to be happy. You are the only one. Every day, you wish you could grow a pair of wings and fly ahead."
Li Dingguo curled his lips: "I wish I could really grow a pair of wings. I lie in bed every day and am suffocated to death. I really envy you that you can do whatever you want outside while jumping around."
"Except for the short time that the third and fourth sons and I take time to accompany you every day, the rest of the time we are either training or inspecting. We don't have time to go out and be active and do whatever we want." Sun Kewang closed the gun in his hand.
Shu, scolded him angrily.
Li Dingguo did not dare to continue "being in the midst of blessings and not knowing the blessings". He lay down obediently, looked at the dark bowl of bitter medicine soup in his hand with a sad face and sighed.
"I have accepted the mission. I am here to urge you to finish drinking the medicine. Don't think about throwing it away when I am not paying attention." This second brother usually enjoys everything he does, but this is the only one.
He was dawdling, always trying to pour the medicine out while they were not paying attention.
"You said yourself that you want to get better soon, so why don't you drink the medicine quickly?"
Li Dingguo drank the bitter medicine soup in one go and frowned in pain: "Do these doctors have any grudge against me? Why do I feel that this medicine is becoming more bitter day by day? Not only that, but it is also becoming more bitter every day."
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"Stop blabbering. After drinking the medicine, lie down and rest. If you are really bored, I will bring you some books." Sun Kewang urged Li Dingguo to lie down.
"Yes, Lord Sun." Li Dingguo turned over and pretended to sleep.
At the same time, Obai and Azig were discussing what to do next.
"I said before that it's definitely not that simple. I didn't expect that they actually sent those people infected with the plague and burned our food and grass." Azig sighed.
"These Han people are more ruthless than I thought. I thought they were too indecisive to make a decision, but I didn't expect them to be ruthless all of a sudden." Obai snorted coldly.
"I still haven't figured out who helped them?" Azig frowned and pondered. Who were the people who later rescued Li Dingguo and the others?
"I asked someone to follow them to check. It's Prince Heng of the Ming Dynasty. This guy has only returned to Hanzhong a few days ago. I don't know when he met up with Zhang Xianzhong." Obai regretted. If he could have known earlier that Prince Heng was with him.
With the news of Zhang Xianzhong's cooperation, they would not be so passive.
"It turns out that Prince Heng is his secret weapon." Azig suddenly realized.
Needless to say, they all understand that Hanzhong is not a good place to stay at the moment. They have already won so many battles, so there is no need to get entangled in this place. If they continue to get entangled here, they will only waste their strength in vain.
"Then where should we go next? Should we go back to recover or continue fighting." Azig asked Obai for his opinion.
"Prince, do you want to go back and see Dorgon's face?" Obai asked Azig.
It's a good thing that he didn't mention this. When he mentioned Dorgon Azig, he clenched his fists unconsciously. Dorgon was arrogant and arrogant. He cultivated his own power in the court, suppressed others, and tried to use himself as regent.
exercise the power of the emperor in his capacity.
"Don't be angry. You saw it last time. With Dorgon's appearance, I'm afraid he won't be alive for a few more years. By then, the great country will not all be yours." Obai said with a smile.
Azig smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm afraid I have no hope. I just hope that I can get the power back from Dorgon so that I don't have to swallow my anger in front of him in the future."
"In this case, we don't have to rush back for the time being. Maybe a dog-eat-dog show is going on in Kyoto right now."
"You mean Dodo, do you think he will attack Dorgon?" Azig knew exactly what he meant, and he had previously suspected that Dodo was responsible for Dorgon's problem.
"Dorgon himself kept a wolf by his side. He thought it was a docile dog. Only when the dog bites his throat one day will he know how powerful it is." Whether it is Dorgon or Dodo,
Oboi didn't look down on them at all, they were just two ambitious villains.