If you want to say that the Jianzhou Jurchens are very strong in combat, Nurhaci started his career, the most important method was to make regular soldiers despise the use of the Internet. In the first battle of Fushun that Nurhaci had launched on the Ming Dynasty, he sent spies to ignite the city in advance and opened the city gates. Only then did he win so smoothly. Later, Kaitiai, Guangning, Liaochen, and a series of wars, the spies in Jianzhou showed their skills and turned the high-walled city, which was originally an important guard of the Ming army, into the tomb of the Ming army.

During the Battle of Liaoyang, 70,000 Ming army was killed!

Now, Huang Taiji has no chance to win on the front battlefield, which has brought out the old routine of spy wars and sent one of the important core cores of Jianzhou, Nurhaci's descendants, Belle Dorgon, personally went to the opposite side to persuade him to surrender.

The use of the game is also the most unstable tactic. It has been the eighth day of continuous confrontation, and more than half of the second month of the war has passed.

In the early morning, the smoke of a misty cooking fire floated over the Qing army camp again. Several red flag-shaped flags gathered around the big pot and took several spoons, but in the clear and bright rice soup, there were not a few grains of rice. A bearded veteran was so angry that he smashed the spoon back with a bang.

On the other side, the two Han Eight Banners were tied and pressed to the ground, kowtowing while begging for mercy, but Niu Luzuo had a blue face and no trace of pity, but instead shouted loudly in Manchu.

"The emperor has an order that those who steal the war horses will die! If you dare to steal the war horses, this will happen!"

As he spoke, his waist cut down. With the crackling sound, two heads flew down one after another. He looked at the heads that were rolling on the ground and blinked his eyes, and the twisted and spastic corpses. A group of the Eight Banners of Han and the Eight Banners of Mongolia were all worried.

However, the fear lasted for only a while, touching the gurgling stomach, and smelling the scent of horse meat coming from the tent, the officer gnawed at the smell of horse meat, and the eyes of the soldiers in hunger became eager and fearful again.

It was the first time I met such a stingy person from Mao Jue. I even took out all the wheat from the mouse cave by the Jianbi Qingye. I had already been accustomed to snatching food and drinking on the rich land of the Ming Dynasty. It was the first time that the Qing army began to be on the verge of being out of food!

Huang Taiji was not unaware of these, but the situation in front of him was also the first time that the Qing Dynasty had encountered in almost thirty years of its founding, and it was unprecedentedly difficult to get rid of the tiger.

Just played a game with Mao Jue and fought a team battle. One reason was that one of them did not kill the opponent, but they were all in vain. He still had an advantage. He could kill five times or a team. What's even more terrifying is that once he retreated, the dragon would be lost. As long as Dongjiang could not be pulled down, there would always be a nail behind the Qing Dynasty. The dream of entering the Central Plains can only be a dream.

The hope of the Qing army is to encourage these Jurchen tribes who defected to Dongjiang to rebel. In fact, this is also the usual strategy from Nurhaci to Huang Taiji. The Battle of Liaoyang was the city gate opened by the Qiang General of the Mongolian Army of the Ming army. If it happens again this time, it will be perfect.

"how?"

On this side, the highest-level spy of the Qing army, the fourteenth Beile Dorgon, crawled out of the trench under the last ray of darkness in the darkness, and was immediately called into the tent by Huang Taiji. This was the first time Huang Taiji saw that his character was blurred by his brother, and his father and his enemy's brother's round face were filled with anxiety and urgency.

Unfortunately, listening to Huang Taiji's anxious question, Dorgon shook his head with difficulty.

"Zamiel, the few small branches of Qilin are turtles who are determined to follow Dongjiang Mingdog. That old bastard Qilie Mibu is a little moved by our Qing Dynasty title, but in the past two days, Shandong soldiers have arrived, and he is still hesitating!"

"Then let's build a separate flag for him, and confer that old bastard as Gushan Ezhen. He would like to give it to him directly if he is interested in Kuye Town!"

"this……"

Dorgon really took a breath. Huang Taiji's mouth was so big!

The Eight Banners and Eight Banners have almost all become a nickname for the Jianzhou Jurchens. The appearance of the Ninth Banner has not only changed its name, but also impacted the political structure of the entire Qing Dynasty.

The Eight Banners are a product of compromise. When Nurhaci conquered a Jurchen tribe and could not completely digest it and assimilate it to his command, he built an additional flag to accommodate it, led by his son, and the flag was responsible for the tribal nobles that could not be dealt with. First, the black and white flags, then the yellow, white, red and blue flags, and finally divided into the two colors of the Zhengying Eight Banners. The disputes between the banner owners in the later period were also the ghosts of these old tribes.

But the rulers of the Eight Banners were first the Nanguan and Beiguan with in-laws, and then the four Hulun tribes were barely considered civilized "civilized people". What is the Qilimibu? Everyone was wearing clothes made of cloth and went to the fields to farm. When they were holding iron products, they were wearing animal skins and bone arrows and eating raw meat in the swamps of Heilongjiang River! These people were even able to be on par with themselves. What did the Gushan Meile of the Eight Banners think?

"Your Majesty, this promise is too big! What is the Qilimibu? There are only 20,000 people in each movie, so let them form their own banner? The banner owners should discuss it!"

"Or, I will talk about the new things tonight!"

Dorgon hesitated, but Huang Taiji's grandeur and boldness and willingness to finish the book were fully reflected at this time. He shook his head firmly.

"Just build a banner and admire Kuye Town. As for other banner owners Gushan, who can take down Dongjiang for me! I will take back Cheng's life, otherwise I will shut up all of them!"

"You are tired too, just go and have a rest! Let's have another trip for me tonight!"

"My minister, obey the order..."

Dorgon agreed to this a bit unfairly, not only because of his disgust of Qi Liemibu, but because he was dragged into the water by Huang Taiji. In the future, other banner owners complained, and they had to take him with him. This is your promise!

However, in this era, the Eight Banners and Banners could be considered a concerted effort, and Dorgon did not refuse, because he knew that the only solution was to solve the current deadlock.

Negotiation is also a job of hard work. Even if you are mixed with a group of Jurchens, you will not be easily recognized. You are worried and have a lot of energy to fight. After getting Huang Taiji's promise, your heart relaxed and your fatigue also came up. After holding your fists and saying goodbye, Dorgon shook his head and walked back.

However, before he could walk out of the tent, outside the door, a boiling cheer suddenly soared into the sky. Even though it was two kilometers away, the Qing army camp was still very clear. In an instant, Huang Taiji's face changed.

"What happened? Where is my telescope?"

"Master! Master! Don't worry, master, here is here for the servant!"

Several eunuchs were in a mess, and they rushed out of the tent while supporting Huang Taiji. They were also shocked. Dorgon followed closely behind. Not only them, but the other banner masters and nobles also left the camp in shock. In the next few minutes, countless pointed helmets of various colors appeared on the entire Qing army camp.

Huang Taiji's telescope was raised, and the next second, Dorgon obviously saw a layer of fine folds on his fat face, and his pupils seemed to have dilated a little.

The originally empty mountain of Galao suddenly became dense. You could clearly see countless black helmets running up from the back mountain path, and then ran down the Dongjiang trench like a goblin.

"Where did this Mao Man? He got so many soldiers?"

He was really shocked, and the voice of Big Bellede even trembled a little.

"Japanese soldiers!"

The Korean War in Wanli has not been half a century. Nurhaci had participated in this war as a Ming army back then. Huang Taiji's memory still had a strong impression, but his voice trembled violently. He silently put down his telescope. In Dorgon's fearful eyes, two red nosebleeds flowed out from the spring water of his nostrils.

"emperor!"

With a scream, the other ministers were also surrounded and surrounded Huang Taiji at the center. They were anxious, but with this trick, Huang Taiji's shadow warrior cover was directly broken. Fortunately, the entire Dongjiang army was busy rushing forward like a tiger. Even the artillery dragged heavy artillery carts down the mountain, and no one took the opportunity to come.

"Imperial Doctor! Where did the Imperial Doctor die?"

"Don't worry about me!"

After a few confused times, Huang Taiji finally stood up and pinched his bloody nose with one hand. Huang Taiji shouted anxiously.

"Beat the drum and respond! Let Tong Yangzheng move forward with heavy troops, Mao Jue is going to attack!"

"Slave me! You guys, carry the emperor down, beat the drums, and fight!"

Fei Dongying, who had lost his arm, shouted impatiently. The chaotic Qing army town was a little smoother again. The sixteen-sided sermon drum sounded again and again. Thirty-two shirtless men shook their braids, and the muscles on their arms were bulging, as if they had a grudge against this cowhide to kill their father, and the sound of using all their strength to beat was like thunder.

After all, it was the Qing army and the overlord of Northeast Asia. Even if they were short of clothing and fasting for two or three days, they left the horse spoon at hand. These men between the white mountains and black waters were holding horses and carrying guys, bravely rushing to the earth wall. However, at this time, there was a dark steel forest in front of them.

Mao Jue rushed to the front again!

These days, many people have been bullied by others. They almost didn't ride their necks and shit. Mao Jue has always been the only one who beats others. He has never been so angry. Now he is finally full of people! Riding on a horse with a high-headed Liao, two revolvers like western cowboys, and they almost shot two ping-pong shots from the side, just like a female gun. The voice was torn to pieces, and Mao Jue roared with excitement and sharpness.

"attack!"

Boom~ Boom~
Chapter completed!