.The status of Han people who promoted loyalty and filial piety or Manchus who had just come from slave society will be higher. These fifty old people were irrelevant to the Ming army, but once they returned to the Qing army formation, they would have a huge influence. The old people valued the bloodline of their descendants the most. Even if Doer was the regent of the Qing Dynasty, they would probably have a headache when facing these old people in the Huangqi flag.

"You, you, you come out." A team of Yulin Guards who received the order began to select the elderly Manchus among the prisoners. The prisoners were panicked in the formation, thinking that the Ming army was finally going to start killing. To be fair, if it were them, they would probably not have been carrying thousands of prisoners at this time.

What should come will always come. In the past three days, except for only one bowl of water, they only have a little food, and they will barely starve to death. Not to mention that they are old, young, and strong men, and they will not have the strength to starve after three days of starvation. It is definitely useless to resist. Fifty old people quickly picked it out and were taken to Jiang Tianshui and Li Chengdong.

"You don't have to be afraid. I brought you here today to let you go back and let you pass a message to Dor. As long as he is willing to exchange it with clear water, this 7,000 captives can be released. The reply will be within a deadline. If Dorgon has not replied or disagrees before the sun rises tomorrow, then don't blame me for being ruthless and starting to execute the prisoners. If Dorgon has not agreed, then all the prisoners will be executed. God has the virtue of being a virtuous person. This marquis really doesn't want to see this step. You can ask now." After saying that, Li Chengdong waved his hand, and the two big cars moved away, giving up a passage in the middle.

The fifty man-in-laws brought over looked at each other and let them go so easily? They only felt a illusion, but from the words of the Ming army commander, it was not like deceiving themselves. Moreover, they were all under the control of the Ming army, and deceiving themselves was useless. The two man-in-law helped each other and tried to enter the passage. The Ming army did not stop them at all.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the old man followed quickly. After a while, fifty people walked out. The Ming army immediately moved the cart and blocked the passage again. The ants were still alive, let alone people. These old man were thirsty and hungry. After seeing that they really came out, they were afraid that the Ming army would change their minds, so their steps suddenly became faster and they soon entered the Qing army camp.

Seeing that his tribe suddenly came out of the Ming army, the Qing army was a little confused. They didn't understand why the Ming army suddenly had such kindness. Many people hurriedly surrounded them and asked the fifty old man.

“Water, water.

"These Manren did not answer immediately, but asked for water as soon as possible. After drinking a big bowl of manren, the Manrenren said Ming Jun's request.

The news that the Ming army was willing to release more than 7,000 Zhenghuang Banners and young people spread quickly. During Huang Taiji, Zhenghuang Banners had not been jealous of other banners. However, the Zhenghuang Banners had fallen to such a point. The rest of the banners had some hiding hearts, hoping that the Zhenghuang Banners and young people could be saved. However, their psychology was extremely conflicted. To change Zhenghuang Banners and young people came out, it meant that they would provide clear water to the Ming army. Thirty miles away was a big river. Qingshui was just a matter of running away for the Manchus, but it was extremely precious to the Ming army. Providing clear water to the Ming army would help the enemy to abuse it?

Unlike the conflicting thoughts of the flags, the last 2,000 officers and soldiers of the Zhenghuang Banner were extremely excited. They once thought that the Zhenghuang Banner was about to become extinct. Unexpectedly, they saw hope again. The more than 2,000 officers and soldiers of the Zhenghuang Banner were escorted to the 50 old men who were released from the land, and walked towards the Door tent together.

Baya was still kneeling on the ground and kowtowed constantly to ask Dorgon to replace the captives of Zhenghuang Banner. Dorgon gritted his teeth and refused to agree. Just one of Goshhas reported to him that when the Ming army released fifty old men, Dorgon couldn't help but say a word in his heart. A strange feeling surged.

Just at this moment, a noise came from Doer's ears. He couldn't help but ask, "What happened outside?"

A Goshha hurried out and returned in a short while: "Return to the emperor's father, the regent. It was the officers and soldiers from Zhenghuang Banner who surrounded the Ming army and released the old man."

"What do they want to do? Do you want to force me to agree?" Dorgon knew the purpose of these people without thinking. He was furious in his heart. Seeing Baya kneeling on the ground, his anger became even more a little bit. He kicked Baya down with one kick: "Get out. I don't want to see you."

Baya was kicked to the ground by Dorgon. However, he immediately got up and kowtowed and said, "The Emperor's father, the Regent, the Zhenghuang Banner, only this little blood left. Please give me kindness to the Emperor's father, the Regent."

Sukshuha looked at Baya, covered in mud on the ground, then looked at the angry Dorgon, turned his eyes a few times, and waved to Digoshha who came back to report just now, "Go, stop those people, and say that the emperor's father and the regent are not available."

"Yes." Goshha responded, looked at Dorgon, and hurried down when he saw that Dorgon had no expression.

As this Goshha goes down, he is the Huangqi

The fifty old men released were about a hundred steps away from Dorgon's tent. Hundreds of Goshha stopped their way, and one of them shouted, "Stop, you can't go forward."

"Go away, we want to see the emperor's father, the regent, and report important things." Several old men stepped forward and said.

"The emperor's father, the regent, is in the military discussion, and there is no time to see you."

"Military Discussion? What military Discussion is more important than the life and death of more than 7,000 people. We must meet the emperor's father and the regent."

No matter how Geshha explained, the officers and soldiers of Zhenghuang Banner and the old men refused to give up. The flag soldiers still had some concerns about Dorgon's Geshha. The fifty old men had no scruples about Dorgon's Geshha and kept rushing with their bodies to break the road blocked by Geshha. For these old men who had just returned, Geshha was inconvenient to beat and scolded them, and had to use their bodies to block the road ahead. Fortunately, these old men were weak and could not break the road blocked by Geshha.

The quarrel was heard without taking a word of it, and there was a Bayashi in the camp chanting like a mantra. Dorgon only felt that his head was as big as a fight and he wanted to cover his ears.

The beating torches shone brightly on the grassland. Looking down from the mountain, there were two additional fire circles on the originally pitch-black grassland, one large and one small, and the big circle tightly surrounded the small circle. If an experienced herder immediately could determine that this must be a team surrounded, and he could not help but feel a little sympathy for the team surrounded in the middle.

But no one would have thought that the person who should be sympathized with at this time should be the coach of the large encirclement of the periphery. Li Chengdong and Jiang Tianshui, who were surrounded, were in a great mood after letting the fifty old men go away. After arranging the post, they ordered people to take turns to continue digging the well. In addition to the fact that Li Chengdong and Jiang Tianshui had a pot of wine to drink together before entering the camp to sleep.

The torch that was ignited by Pipi became dim. The oil in front of the torch had burned out, leaving only a piece of black. A bright color flashed in the distance. The bright color turned into a white fish belly in the blink of an eye. The light cut the clouds and the long night finally passed.

All kinds of noises sounded. Dorgon opened his heavy eyelids, saw the light coming in, jumped off the bed, put on a casual coat, and heard the movement in the camp, Suksaha personally brought a basin of clear water: "Master, why don't you sleep for a while?"

Dorgon didn't sleep until the hour of Yin last night, and it's less than two hours now. No wonder Door looked sleepy. When he heard Suksaha's question, Door just nodded, then soaked his face in a basin of water. After several times, he wiped the water droplets on his face with a cotton towel. The sleepiness just now disappeared.

After washing up, Dorgon took a step out of the camp and saw Baya still kneeling straight outside the camp. At this time, in addition to the soil, Baya could also see a lot of dewdrops on her body. Seeing Baya, Door was in a bad mood and became even more gloomy. However, when he looked up, he saw thousands of people kneeling down a hundred steps away. These people, like Baya, had also kneeled all night.

Doer's face was as gloomy as water. These officers and soldiers of Zhenghuang Banners were simply too disregarded by the overall situation. Could it be that they let go of the 20,000 elite enemies for the sake of the seven thousand old men? Just as Dorgon gritted his teeth at Zhenghuang Banners, a Goshha ran to Doer and said in a panic: "Master, it's not good."

Dorgon frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

The Goshha said breathlessly: "Die, five people died."

It turned out that the fifty old people who were released by the Ming army last night were kneeling on the ground. Five of them had just been found dead. The fifty people who were released were originally elderly people over 60 years old. In addition, they were hungry for several days and were even weaker. It would be strange if they didn't have any trouble all night.

Although Dorgon could not hope that all fifty people would die, it would be too unreasonable to hear that the dead were dead, so he had to take Goshha to the place where thousands of people were kneeling on Zhenghuang Banner.

When he saw Dorgon, the officers and soldiers of the Zhenghuang Banner who had been kneeling all night were excited, and various voices immediately surrounded Doer.

"The emperor's father, the regent, please be merciful and save Zhenghuang Banner.

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"Save Zhenghuang Banner."

"The emperor's father, the regent, the sun is about to come out, and it will be too late if you don't save it."

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Dorgon felt that his head was getting bigger, and he just said loudly: "Everyone, the Eight Banners of Manzhou were built by the Khan of Heavenly Destiny. The Eight Banners are one. Now the Yellow Banners are in trouble. I don't want to save people? But have you ever thought that the Ming people's army is in front of me. Even if I exchange more than 7,000 old and weak men of the Zhenghuang Banner back, can they keep up with the army's march? If they can't keep up, wouldn't they still fall into the hands of the Ming army?"

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Chapter completed!