"Mr. Li, why do you sigh?"

Seeing Li Xin staring at Xinbao in a daze, Huiying couldn't help asking.

Li Xin shook his head: "The injustice of Chen Xinjia's death, no one who does things for Chongzhen in a real way will die well. The Ming Dynasty's country has actually been destroyed from now on. From then on, no one will work for Chongzhen again."

"Um!"

Huiying nodded and said, "Since ancient times, no emperor has ever been able to do anything like Chongzhen. Loyal and capable ministers kill one after another. Instead, they are flattering and swearing. People who drive the rudder live well when they see the wind. How could the Ming Dynasty not perish? In fact, sometimes I think that if Chongzhen was a foolish monarch like Wanli and Tianqi, and did not make trouble and hand over the government affairs to the ministers for disposal, perhaps the world would not have collapsed to such a level."

Li Xin sighed: "After all, it's a sacrificial burden. When Guangzong was the prince, he was disgusted by Wanli, feared and frightened. He was in danger of peace. He had no intention of teaching Tianqi and Chongzhen. One was illiterate and the other was well-versed in writing, but he thought he was self-righteous. The situation in the late Tianqi period was not bad, and at least the situation could be covered, but at Chongzhen's hands, it was worse than that of one year. As you said, if you don't make trouble, you will almost be killed. Who else is willing to do things for him?

Okay, let’s not talk about this anymore. When Chen Xinjia died, the old Han King had an excuse to enter the pass. It’s July now. If what I expected is good, the Qing army should come in next month. We must prepare for war from top to bottom."

"Um!"

Huiying was about to leave, but Li Xin said again: "Ming Pao published another article on the current situation. Who is the fault of Chen Xinjia's death?"

"Okay, I'll ask someone to arrange it right away!"

Huiying hurried away.

The articles about Chen Xinjia's death mostly pointed at Chongzhen. Beijing officials may have been concerned about Chongzhen and spoke concealedly, but Nanjing officials spoke much more intensely because the court almost lost control of Jiangnan. Many people pointed out that Chongzhen was a foolish monarch and a tyrant.

This was not what Li Xin expected. What he was more concerned about was the preparation of the opera house. He wanted to see what kind of things he could have created when a group of Donglin and Fushe were together.

In August, the grassland was when the horses were fat and the autumn was high and the horses were fat. A huge oath ceremony was held outside Shenyang City. In addition to the Manchu and Mongolian nobles, the Korean prince, the surrendered minister of the Ming Dynasty, Huang Taiji came to see him off in person.

This expedition was conducted by General Abatai as the main general and Minister Turge as the deputy general. He led 60,000 elite troops of the Manchu, Han and Mongolian Eight Banners, and 40,000 Outer Mongolian entourages, totaling 100,000 troops.

On the wide school ground, bright flags were flying, including the Eight Banners of Manchu, Han and Mongolia, with neat clothes, including cavalry, archers, infantrymen, mostly the Eight Banners of the Han army, and a black red cannon.

Since Kong Youde surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, the artillery of the Qing army was no longer inferior to that of the Ming army. Even because of its national strength, the whole country united as one and the other, and adopted a high-pressure policy towards Han craftsmen, the quality of artillery was even better than that of the Ming army.

In his ears, a loud voice suddenly came out. Huang Taiji had just delivered a passionate speech, and the three armies shouted long live together. Everyone's eyes were full of ferocity and longing. Every time he entered the pass, it was a feast for the Qing army, which was in line with the old saying, sharpening his knife to the pigs and sheep!

Fan Wencheng looked back on the past, thought of assisting Nurhaci, and then to Huang Taiji, and was deeply favored by father and son. He was also devoted to his energy and loyalty, and finally gave the Qing Dynasty a grand occasion today, and he was full of pride!

Not easy!

After calming down his mood, Fan Wencheng turned around and smiled: "This time he was ordered to go to the war, and he will surely achieve success. At that time, the emperor will also have a share of Brother Heng Jiu."

"I hope Xiandou (Fan Wen Chengbiao's name) is a good word!"

Hong Chengchou smiled and bowed.

In fact, he looked down on Fan Wencheng deep in his heart. Fan Wencheng was just a scholar's fame, and he was a second-ranked Jinshi with great value. If he were in the Ming Dynasty, Fan Wencheng would not be qualified to be brothers and brothers. Now he has to act with Fan Wencheng's eyes, which makes him feel quite uncomfortable.

Dorgon observed secretly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Song Jin was sentenced to Huang Taiji before, and the person in charge was Fan Wencheng. He passed the oral order of Huang Taiji, and it was Fan Wencheng who expelled him from the government office. He did not dare to hate Huang Taiji, and he couldn't help but resent Fan Wencheng. Today, he saw that Hong Chengchou looked a little unnatural, and he had already made a decision in his heart. He felt that Hong Chengchou could win over and gradually replace Fan Wencheng.

Of course, now he has no soldiers and no power, and he only has the name of Prince Rui. Moreover, there must be Huang Taiji's spies around him, so he can't move. He even worried that before he dies, Huang Taiji will get rid of himself first. If he wants to survive, he can only break the deadlock!

At the same time, he had a more thorough understanding of Li Xin through secret channels in Beijing and did not think that the storm was a soft persimmon. If Abatai and Turge were defeated in this trip, haha, that would be a big fun!

Dorgon's eyes gradually narrowed into a slit.

...

When the Qing army entered the pass, they had always been invading Mongolia. This time, they were no exception. They entered Jizhou from Huangya Pass. Although the Qingting deliberately downplayed Li Xin's politeness, both Abatai and Turge understood that if Li Xin could not be defeated in this battle, then in Huang Taiji's eyes, victory was equivalent to defeat, and he had no face to seek rewards.

Huangya Pass, also known as Xiaoyanmen Pass. It was built in the Ming Dynasty and was the only pass in Jizhou. It was built among mountains. The cliffs on the east and west sides of the pass are as sharp as the mountain. The mountain is steep and majestic. It has the momentum of one man as the pass and ten thousand man cannot open it.

On the Guancheng, most of the Ming army's faces were fearful. Under the Guancheng, the Qing army was lined up in rows, all over the mountains and fields, with swords and guns.

Abatai glanced at the top of the city and said lightly: "There is no need to get entangled with the Ming army. It is not too late to capture Li Xin alive first, and then attack the surrounding prefectures."

Turge nodded and said, "That's right, but the troops cannot be used to deal with Li Xin, otherwise he would be more respectful to him. Otherwise, we will divide our troops into two groups. The general leads his troops in Hebei. At the end, he will lead another group of troops and go straight to Linqing. When Li Xin is captured, he will meet with the general."

Abatai frowned slightly. Turge clearly wanted to compete for merit. In his eyes, Li Xin's more than 30,000 troops were not much stronger than the Ming army. The reason why he was called "batulu" in the Qing Dynasty was that he had never seen the so-called "striking enemy army" would be guaranteed to be scattered.

He could not have imagined that someone would foolishly jump out to show off the majesty of the Qing Dynasty, but what he could imagine was that when Li Xin was tied to Huang Taiji, Huang Taiji would be very happy and laughed.

Although Huang Taiji is a rare hero in the ages, he will inevitably become foolish when he gets old. He can clearly feel that Huang Taiji has been a little arrogant recently under the influence of a series of great victories, and has frequently targeted many brothers such as Dorgon and Jirgalang to clear obstacles for his son's ascendance to the throne.

Thinking of this, Abatai couldn't help but curse the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He was the seventh son of Nurhaci and Huang Taiji's brother. He had made too much contribution and could easily end up like Dorgon. According to the Ming people, if you don't fight, you're fighting. Since that's the case, why not take a step back and broaden the sky?

‘Well, this magical skill of the sky gives Turg the idiot!’

Abatai smiled coldly in his heart, and turned his head and said, "Okay, I will give you 50,000 troops to conquer Linqing within one month. This Huangya Pass will be left to you to break. At that time, I will ask for merit for you in front of the emperor!"

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