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How dare Jierhalang be so lazy?

He hurriedly recounted the ins and outs of the Battle of Tashanpu to Huang Taiji carefully. Including the matter of Bumbutai, he did not dare to hide anything, and explained it clearly to Huang Taiji in detail.

At this time, Huang Taiji had already drank more than a dozen glasses of wine without saying a word.

Ji Erhalang suppressed the fear in his heart and said carefully: "Khan, Li Yuanqing grasped the timing of the battle too accurately. The key is that the firepower of these Ming troops under Li Yuanqing is too strong. It is difficult for me to set up the main force of the blue flag.

, it is difficult to compete with them head-on, and can only fall into passivity. The slave was also forced to be a little anxious at that time. After finally seizing the opportunity, he was eager for success, but he did not know that this was Li Yuanqing's trick to lure the enemy...

"

Huang Taiji drank deeply another glass of wine, and suppressed a smile on his pale face, which was already a little gray: "Lao Liu, you have worked hard today. Go down and have a good rest. Don't think too much this time.

If we lose, let’s fight back next time.”

"Myna..."

Jilharang wants to say something else.

Huang Taiji smiled and waved his hand, "Lao Liu, I'm fine. I just want to be alone and quiet."

"...Yes. Myna, you, you must take good care of yourself."

Seeing Jierharang being helped away carefully, Huang Taiji drank another glass of wine, exhaled a long breath, and looked at the ceiling speechlessly and powerlessly.

Could it be that the situation of Dajin is really so dangerous that Li Yuanqing is suppressing it?

No!

This is absolutely impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

Bu Mu Butai is just a slim woman, what does it matter? Just give it to Li Yuanqing!

As long as he has his country and the country in hand, what kind of woman does he want?

The most important thing is that we must defeat Li Yuanqing head-on and cut this bastard Li Yuanqing into pieces with thousands of cuts!

As long as Li Yuanqing is killed, aren't Li Yuanqing's lovely wives and concubines on Changsheng Island all his forbidden concubines?

Thinking about it, Huang Taiji took out a cigar with some trembling, lit it and took a deep breath, hiding his blue-gray white face in the mist of clouds and mountains.

He must calm down and think carefully about how to break the situation in front of him.

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At this time, it was raining heavily outside.

In a small side room in the front yard of Haizhou Government Hall, Fan Wencheng was standing by the window, quietly looking at the rain outside.

Although Haizhou City is a bit dilapidated and the government has not done much to clean it up, Haizhou is still a very good place.

As the leader of the Four Southern Guards, not only is the land fertile, but the water system is quite abundant. It can also be regarded as a place like a 'cave heaven'.

At this time, even though there is no scenery in the front yard, the lush green grass on the ground, exuding infinite vitality, can refresh people's spirits in the face of the somewhat ridiculing rain.

That's more than 10,000 people.

More than 10,000 golden warriors.

Even though there were many handymen and Han military flags among them, they were all warriors of the Jin Dynasty.

But... in less than half a day, he was burned to ashes by Li Yuanqing's ruthless karma fire...

Especially in the official hall before, Bodar Khan, who had always been talented and enterprising, showed the kind of loss and fragility unintentionally, which was like a lightning bolt and almost shattered his heart, Fan Wencheng.

He really couldn't imagine that the great Bodar Khan, such a monstrous figure, could be so fragile...

So~~, to what extent should Li Yuanqing, the one who caused him this blow, go?

There are even rumors that even the Great Khan’s favorite concubine Bumu Butai fell into the hands of Li Yuanqing...

The ancients often said: "Killing the father and taking away the wife is the revenge."

At this time, Li Yuanqing almost forced Bodar Khan to a dead end...

Especially the morale of Daikin is so low at this time...

Fan Wencheng didn't dare to think any further.

Mencius said: "In five hundred years a king will surely rise!"

Is it possible~, is it possible that the Ming Dynasty is really not exhausted? Li Yuanqing, an almost powerful warrior, wants to imitate that Nuwa to mend the sky...

not bad.

Fortunately, Fan Wencheng had a good fortune and had already had some contact with Li Yuanqing. Li Yuanqing even made some kind of promise to him. Even if Daikin was really finished, he would not worry about his future.

The key is...the key is that people like Li Yuanqing, will he really serve the interests of this time and place?

The rain gurgled outside the window.

But inside the room, the blood in Fan Wencheng's chest and abdomen began to surge uncontrollably.

A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a wise minister chooses his master to serve!

Fan Wencheng's surrender to the Tatars was, to a large extent, not an inner choice.

If you have a choice and can openly follow the righteous path, who would hang out with these barbarians who still drink hair and drink blood and make compromises?

For a moment, Fan Wencheng became more and more excited as he thought about it. He wanted to put on his wings and fly directly to Tashanpu to talk to Li Yuanqing about his ambition in his heart.

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At this time, in the direction of Tashanpu, after the hard work of nearly ten thousand men of the Ming army, the harvest was almost as good as a dead horse before the rain came.

Of course, not a single one of the heads was removed, and they were all placed in an empty tent for good preservation. On the war horses, it was inevitable that some would be left behind.

However, if you can grab 70% to 80%, it’s not too much of a loss.

At dinner, all the boys and men tasted the warm aroma of horse meat in their bowls.

Eating hot horse meat and tasting spicy and sweet liquor, although the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the big tent was banging, there was warm laughter and laughter everywhere in the entire Ming army camp.

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Tonight, except for the men on duty, everyone's mission is to eat well and have a good rest.

In the south corner of the Ming army's camp, inside Jin Shiqi and Yao Yu's tent.

At this time, more than a dozen young generals were eating and drinking with their mouths full of oil.

Jin Shiqi and Yao Yu spent the whole day wandering along the south gate of Tashanpu. Although they were almost as tired as dead dogs, they also gained a lot.

The two of them harvested a total of three hundred Tatar heads.

If the fire hadn't been so intense at noon, the harvest would have been doubled.

It's no wonder that all the warriors in the world tried their best to follow Li Yuanqing.

Fighting with your uncle is like picking up merit.

"Come on, Lao Jin, one of us brothers will go! After today's battle, it will be easier to explain to the old man later."

Yao Yu smiled and raised his glass to Jin Shiqi.

Although they were able to celebrate their victory today, Li Yuanqing also had strict orders for them. Each person could only drink half a catty of wine at most. If anyone dared to drink more than one sip, they should wash their own butts and wait to be slapped with military sticks outside.

Therefore, this group of young guys were so economical in drinking for the first time.

"Hehe. Lao Yao, I have nothing to say! Let's do it!"

Jin Shiqi picked up the wine glass, clinked it heavily with Yao Yu, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Haha. Lao Jin, what a joy. I, Lao Yao, have lived for more than twenty years, but there has never been a day when I am as happy as today. This battle, this battle can still be fought like this."

Yao Yu took off his shirt directly, shirtless, revealing his fairly strong muscles, and patted his belly comfortably.

The officers around them are all their confidants.

Originally, the two of them wanted to invite some generals from the Changsheng Battalion and Chen Zhong's Department to have a drink with them, but their military rules were even stricter. Each person could only drink three taels tonight, so they had to agree to wait until the mess was over.

The main force of the Tatars has captured Haizhou, and everyone will have a good drink together.

Jin Shiqi also smiled and said: "With these heads, Lao Yao, it shouldn't be a big problem for us two brothers to advance to the next level. However, Lao Yao, I feel that our vision cannot be so short-sighted, right? Where are we?

Ah. It’s just a little Belle like Jilharang. In my opinion, uncle must have a more precise plan. We must also think carefully and prepare a lot."

"of course?"

Yao Yu couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Jin Shiqi, "My uncle is so talented and powerful, he is simply the military god of our Ming Dynasty! Tell me, what are your thoughts on the next step? Where will our army advance?"

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At this time, Li Yuanqing was also in Chen Zhong's tent. He and Chen Zhong finished dinner, drank some wine, and discussed tomorrow's battle plan.

In the northern section of Xiliang, Xu Heizi has sent back the latest battle report. They camped fifteen miles outside Haizhou City, and their position has been stabilized. Although the Jin Army sent troops to encircle them, both sides have maintained restraint.

Their food and grass reserves were also sufficient, and they could last for more than a month without any problems.
To be continued...