By this time, there was already a tacit understanding between Wu Sangui and Man Gui. At noon, the brothers closed several camp entrances and exits, had a great meal in the camp, and never talked about the afternoon attack again.

Many brothers even took the silver they captured from the Tatars and exchanged it for drinks with the Beijing camp on the top of the city.

In addition, some tents have been retrieved from Guangqumen in the past few days, and the outer trench walls have been strengthened a lot. This temporary camp already has the appearance of a camp.

Wu Sangui had always wanted to have a good communication with Man Gui, but after what happened last night, Man Gui suddenly stopped talking to him coldly and stopped talking to him except for military affairs.

This made Wu Sangui feel a little confused for a moment, wondering what he had done wrong.

But Mangui was so high up there that he had no choice but to endure it on his own.

Time soon came to the afternoon. Wu Sangui originally wanted to use the excuse of the afternoon battle to get close to Man Gui, but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up this idea.

You still have to walk the road by yourself.

Wu Sangui was nestled in his earthen shack tent, concentrating and thinking carefully. He hoped that today, some Tatar heads would be brought in from his father's side.

The key is that there are too few heads on his side at this time, and Man Gui is here. Otherwise, if he gives some to his father, he won't have to worry about it anymore.
Chapter completed!