In a flash, five or six days passed quickly, and time had arrived at the beginning of October in the 16th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty.

There hasn't been snowing again these days, but the weather is getting colder day by day.

The main reason is that the surrounding area of ​​the capital city is too flat, and there is no cover except the tall walls. The bitter north wind is like a knife, especially when you wake up in the morning, if you don’t prepare and go out without surrounding your face, your face is very likely to be cut by the wind.

This year's winter seems to be colder and more tyrannical than in previous years.

In the past few days, Wang Hongyang and Zhang Hu have come up with several plans, which are almost close to perfection, but Xu Changqing is not in a hurry to express his opinion.

Chaihuo can still hold on for a while, and it is not as good as having to trade human lives.

The key is that Xu Changqing does not have much political pressure at this time, so he must focus on stability.

The refugee army has been very peaceful these days, pushing the defense line to the position of the Model Army three miles ahead, and then no longer move forward rashly, and the provoy also shrinks a lot. Instead, the Model Army's night-delay gradually begins to take the initiative.

With the addition of two palace maids, Xu Changqing's life has been quite comfortable these days. The only pity is that Xu Changqing has not found a chance to enter the palace these days... His promise to Zhu Ma is considered a breach of trust...

But compared to Zhu Mai, Xu Changqing does not regret it!

You can't just joke about the lives of countless men in order to report on your work in the palace.

No matter when, the overall situation is always the first priority!

In the big tent, several braziers were burning, and Xu Changqing was studying the large sand table around the capital that he had just made yesterday.

At this time, the refugee army had more than 30 camps around the capital, densely packed, just like a group of cockroaches staring at an egg.

Among these 30 camps, there are as many as twenty of them built around the Model Army and controlling the Model Army!

From a strategic perspective, the company of the refugee army has firmly curbed the model army, and there is almost no possibility of escape.

But Xu Changqing was not in a hurry.

Just like the famous quote from the National Military Office back then: "Strategies are geniuses' strategies, but implementation..."

Not to mention that the Model Army was still leaning against the capital base at this time.

Now, what Xu Changqing has been thinking about is whether he can find an opportunity to hit the thief's key points, and do not talk nonsense and solve the problem directly.

But this difficulty is really too high.

“Huhhhh…”

Another cold wind blew outside the tent, and the big tent blew repeatedly, like a ghost crying and howling.

In the auxiliary tent, Mi Zhouer came over with a bowl of lotus seed soup, and a cute Wanfu said: "Brother, drink some porridge and warm your body, don't be too tired."

Xu Changqing took the porridge and tasted it. The temperature was just right, and the sugar was just right, sweet but not greasy. You can imagine Mi Zhouer's intentions.

Xu Changqing finished drinking the porridge in a few seconds, and smiled and hugged Mi Zhouer's slender waist: "How about it, can you still adapt to it these days? If you have any discomfort, you must tell me."

Mi Zhou'er's pretty face suddenly turned red, but soon the little bird leaned into Xu Changqing's arms: "Brother, I have nothing to do with you, it's all very good here..."

As she said that, she subconsciously bit her red lips, wanting to say something, but she didn't have the courage to say it.

Over the past few days, she has become very familiar with Xu Changqing. She can clearly feel Xu Changqing's love for her, especially Xu Changqing actually made her call "Brother". She has gradually understood the structure of Xu Changqing's back house and deeply understand what this concept is.

Unfortunately, although Xu Changqing did not hide his desire for her, he never touched her. Instead, he kept accompanying the two little palace maids, which made Mi Zhouer feel a little uneasy and uneasy.

But even if she comes

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I have already plucked up my courage, but I just can't say it...

Xu Changqing also saw Mi Zhou'er's thoughts at this time, and couldn't help but smile and patted her shoulders: "Zhou'er, don't think too much. It's not a good time to fight now. When the war is over, I will marry you when I go back."

When she heard that Xu Changqing was using "marriage" instead of others, Mi Zhouer's beautiful eyes lit up instantly, and her whole body was full of hope. But just as she was about to say something to Xu Changqing, a personal soldier suddenly reported to her: "Master General, Bai. The main force of the military sect in Jizhen has arrived and has been stationed on the Xizhimen line."

Seeing that Xu Changqing suddenly had something serious, Mi Zhouer was at a loss for a moment.

Xu Changqing smiled and pinched her little hand: "Don't think about it, have a good rest, you are my brother's baby."

Xu Changqing actually apologized to Mi Zhou'er more and couldn't bear it, but at this moment, hesitated for a moment, Xu Changqing's big hand still reached under her slender waist and felt it hard for a few times...

Mi Zhou'er almost exclaimed, but she still held it back. Her pretty face was blushing and her red lips were about to bite her. She wanted to escape, but Xu Changqing refused to let go, and she didn't dare to escape...

It was not until Xu Changqing let go that she was frightened and opened the safe distance from Xu Changqing like a deer, and said shyly: "Brother, then, that servant will take his leave first..."

Watching Mi Zhou'er's beautiful figure leave, Xu Changqing couldn't help but smile a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth.

The world is really beautiful.

However, Xu Changqing quickly focused his attention on the sand table.

At this time, Bai Guangen came over, and the framework of the main reinforcements of the Ming army was achieved.

In Liaodong, whether it is Hong Chengchou, Wu Sangui, or the Zu family, Xu Changqing didn't even think about it.

These people do not have enough benefits and will definitely not rush to do so. They will not be able to show off their eagles without seeing a rabbit!

Over the years, the imperial court has already managed to support them with tens of millions of dollars a year. Any excuse for the Qing army to show signs can be sent to the imperial court.

The framework of the Ming army reinforcements was fixed, and the model army had more favorable conditions for the war to grab firewood.

However, the person who wrote a mysterious letter before has not contacted him these days, which made Xu Changqing a little worried and could not guess what was wrong.

Fortunately, Xu Changqing quickly adjusted his condition.

It’s useless to think too much. Now, we still have to control what we can control, take a beautiful battle to grab firewood, further suppress the refugee army, and enhance our morale and self-confidence!

...

Just as Xu Changqing began to prepare to attack the refugee army again.

Western Front.

Fuchengmen.

The headquarters of the Miyun Army of Tang Tong's troops.

After a few nights, I caught a living mouth and stuffed it into Tang Tong's tent like a livestock.

But when the living mouth was outside, it was tied up like a livestock, and it was stuffed with rags. It was extremely embarrassed, but when it arrived in the tent, it was instantly regarded as a guest of honor.

Tang Tong even hurriedly loosened his ties himself, and helped him serve tea and water, serving him like a master.

After drinking some hot tea, he warmed his body and his face gradually became better. Tang Tong then smiled like a dog, "Master Song, I'm really embarrassed. I'm actually asking you to go there again. It's a shameful sin..."

"Oh."

Mr. Song sneered, but he didn't give Tang Tong a good face, "Tang Junmen, everyone understands people. You are like this, you really don't want to give our emperor or our rebels face! To be honest, Mr. Tang, this time the emperor asked me to come here. It's useless for my uncle to plead for you. If you don't have a clear letter tomorrow morning, haha, then talk to our Gao and Master Tiger's army!"

"This, this..."

Tang Tong's face changed instantly

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There were at least tens of thousands of people opposite him, Gao Yigong and Li Guo, who were at least tens of thousands of people, and hurriedly said: "Master Song, isn't even good for even the great military advisor to plead with him..."

"snort."

Master Song sneered and looked at Tang Tong contemptuously: "Master Tang, who do you think of my uncle? My uncle has given you enough patience! Since you are willing to give the Ming court and Xu Changqing to bury him, why should my uncle help you with thankless efforts?"

“…”

Tang Tong suddenly fell into silence, his face turned black and gray.

The reason why he went online with Song Xiance, a powerful figure in the Dashun Dynasty, was because of a good relationship many years ago.

He was not yet a good person at that time, and Song Xiance was also a fortune teller on the street, so he happened to find Song Xiance to do a fortune teller.

Song Xiance predicted at that time that he would be able to have a bright future in a few years and be ranked among the military.

The two had a good chat at that time.

Later, he really achieved the throne of the military. When he went back to send someone to find Song Xiance, he realized that Song Xiance was already in the middle of the refugee army and was a big celebrity.

This time he went to Beijing to serve the king, and before he set out, he received a letter of persuasion from Song Xianke, which would guarantee his best interests and would definitely have a title in the new dynasty.

Tang Tong had actually thought about it on the road, "The thief," it's not right. The Dashun Army has already risen at this time. It's a matter of time before he can take over the world. If he goes in earlier, he will definitely have a good future.

However, Xu Changqing's strong entry into Beijing made him hesitate...

Song Jin's experience really had some shadow on Xu Changqing, so he wanted to drag it to see it again.

But at this time, Xu Changqing was extremely calm, and the rebels were extremely calm. Both sides were cat, and he couldn't understand.

I wanted to delay and wait until the situation becomes clearer and then make the best decision, but I didn't expect that the rebels had already given him an ultimatum...

Seeing that Tang Tong was still hesitating, Mr. Song sneered again: "Mr. Tang, it's really not to hide it. Tomorrow, if you don't understand, the first person to attack you is not someone else, but our Bai Junmen!"

"What?"

When Tang Tonghun'er heard this, he was scared to the point of being: "Who is surnamed Bai, Bai Guangen has already defected to the rebel army?"

"That's of course!"

Mr. Song turned the railway firmly and immediately sneered: "Master Tang, do you really think it's not my uncle's relationship. I, Mr. Song, will come here to accompany you to suffer this crime? Mr. Tang, think about it yourself!"

After saying that, he was about to leave with a robe swing.

"Slow down!"
To be continued...