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Tonight's night is a little confused.

Perhaps winter also felt that her era was about to pass and was unwilling to let go. From the middle of the Xu hour, a layer of white frost and snow began to spread between the sky and the earth. The cold wind whistled over with the times, making the whole night more cold and bleak.

On the top of Haicheng City, countless bonfires were burning brightly.

Especially in the frontal battlefield direction in the south, the night-fighting power of the Model Army has increased significantly more than twice as usual, as if it is strictly guarding the Qing army's frontal offensive.

It can be seen that inadvertently, the pressure has gradually shifted to the Model Army.

"Damn it, my grandmother, the dog Tartars clearly don't treat us as humans. This damn weather, we don't even let us light up firewood..."

North Line.

Facing a section of Haicheng City Wall close to the Daqing River, Xu Changqing's old acquaintance, Ma Ping, who had already ascended to the sect general under Bai Guangen, was hiding behind a small earth wall, hiding like a grandson with more than 2,000 elite troops in the headquarters.

There were personal soldiers who could no longer stop complaining.

By the way, although these people have defected to the Qing Dynasty and have begun to gain a lot of benefits from the Qing Dynasty and are respectful to their masters, they have a long-term inertia. In their hearts, they still look down on the iron crops of the Qing Dynasty.

"That's right, the Tartars let us do this job of urinating, so fucking annoying. Why don't those real Manchus come to get frozen?"

Someone started talking, and someone immediately agreed.

Even at this time, these old fried dough sticks from Jiubian still have some thoughts of "remedy the trouble" deep in their hearts.

However, the sky collapsed and they were so tall that they didn't keep their word.

"Shut up!"

"What are you talking nonsense? I don't want it anymore?"

Ma Ping was already so cold that he was injured in the last night sneak attack, so he had not recovered. When he heard that the group of silly fools around him were over, he immediately scolded him coldly.

These people didn't know what to do tonight, and Ma Ping knew a little. He knew very well that on the main battlefield in the southeast direction, even the true Manchu master was suffering from cold and hunger like them at this time.

Ma Ping was actually not very satisfied with the state of the Qing army at this time, but he had no choice at all.

Could it be that he can still betray his master Bai Guangen and set up a new mountain?

What international jokes are you making?

Resting one's own mountain requires capital.

Not only does he need an official position and reputation, but he also needs a foundation. To put it bluntly, if he needs money and someone has food, he also thinks that Ma Ping also wants, but his strength does not allow it.

At this time, if you are not careful, the corpse will remain!

Seeing Ma Ping getting angry, everyone didn't dare to speak for a moment, so they could only curl up into a ball, and pitifully used their physical body to force themselves to fight the bone-bone cold.

After a while of quiet, everyone was so cold that they couldn't stand it. The sound of teeth trembling around them came from the sound of their teeth constantly shaking.

The equipment of their group of people is actually good. After all, they are Bai Guangen's confidants, all have armor, and some even have double armor or even three armors. However, in this weather, it is frost and snow, and it is not enough to have armor alone. The best defense method is fur clothes.

Unfortunately, if everyone had not had one, or if they were wearing armor, they would be so uncomfortable.

Seeing that the brothers around were almost unable to stop, Ma Ping could only speak up and boost morale: "Brothers, all of them are mom to cheer me up. We are not the main attacker today, just be fine. But today Haicheng will be destroyed! You all give me some peace of mind! Once we attack Haicheng, even if we can't steal Xu Changqing's big wife, it should be fine to steal a little wife. If you want good things, you have to work hard for me!"

"Really? Master, can you, do you have other means?"

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"Nonsense, what kind of people are the masters, you must not count on us. Master, don't worry, it's fine if you don't break the city. As long as you break the city, you can see our man..."

"Everyone is getting closer, it won't be cold if they get together..."

After all, they are all old-fashioned people, and Ma Ping is very familiar with the temperament of the people below and is still very capable of mobilizing morale. Soon, these people became excited.

Ma Ping was also a little ready to go.

It’s worth it for so many years. Now, it’s time for him to have a good time!

Especially Xu Changqing's courtesan wives, hehe...

Thinking of this, Ma Ping's heart became more and more intense and he was no longer cold.

That's how people are.

You can accept people who are better than you from the beginning, such as when Ma Ping meets Bai Guangen, he is definitely more obedient than when his son meets his own father.

However!

When Ma Ping met Xu Changqing, he almost watched helplessly, and Xu Changqing climbed up on his head!

That feeling is even more serious than the hatred of ordinary Han people towards the Tartars!

Time flies as time passes by.

Finally, after the Chou Time, it has entered the Yin Time.

Ma Ping immediately became clever and hurriedly called everyone, and started blowing the raft!

Everyone around quickly started to work hard, puffing their cheeks and blew their breaths into the many animal skin rafts.

This is also a method that Tan Bai thought of.

Because I really can't get so many ships in a short time.

And this method was learned when he conquered a town near Qingzhou, and it is said that it was also created by Xu Changqing.

However, at this time, it became their way to conquer Haicheng.

Soon, hundreds of rafts of different sizes were blown up, and the ladder was ready, and everyone began to rush.

Ma Ping was not in a hurry.

What is an old fried dough stick?

Then you must be able to complete the task and meet the master's requirements, and not damage your vitality too much.

Over the years, Ma Ping has undoubtedly been one of the best.

Soon, it was about four o'clock in the morning. On this winter night, when people were most tired, there were even fewer patrol figures on the top of Haicheng City.

"kill!"

"Capture the Haicheng and capture Xu Changqing alive!"

"Brothers, rush, wealth and honor are right in front of you..."

That is, just after the middle of the Yin hour, countless shouts came from the east.

In this battle, Dorgon gave Bai Guangen, Tang Tong and others the order of death, and he had to attack the head of Haicheng on the northern line.

Therefore, Bai Guangen and Tang Tong dared not neglect, and were all ready to work hard.

But they also became acute. The elite troops of each division were very divided, almost dividing the city walls of more than 20 miles in Haicheng, with dozens of points, increasing the fault tolerance rate.

"Enemy attack--"

"Enemy attack--"

As the offensives of dozens of people from Bai Guangen and Tang Tong unfolded, a shrill cry suddenly came from the head of Haicheng.

"Baobabababababa..."

Soon, many signal flares flew into the sky, obviously a call.

Ma Ping's thoughts also began to get hot and rushed directly to his throat.

With his eyesight, he soon discovered that the model army on the Northern Line had a serious lack of defense, and the position he was in charge of tonight was even fewer people, and many of them were attracted by chaos and went to reinforce.

But Ma Ping still didn't rush it.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

Soon, the sound of various firearms splashed, and the fierce fighting and shouting directly tore the night apart. The familiar smell of blood and smoke quickly covered the unpleasant smell of sea.

Ma Ping saw with his own eyes, a few miles away, Bai Guangen's

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This department has already reached the city wall, attracting many model army defensive forces. The time is becoming more mature!

Ma Ping immediately stood up suddenly and shouted in a low voice: "Everyone has it, don't make a fuss, rush over as fast as possible and kill the city!"

The surrounding Jizhen troops acted quickly, rushed to the raft like ants crossing the river, and began to swim towards Haicheng.

Although Bai Guangen is not very good, even Xu Changqing cannot deny that he is still very good at managing the army.

Ma Ping is a servant he adopted when he was still a thief in the weather, just like his godson, and Ma Ping's subordinates are all good players he has collected over the years.

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.

Once this power that has accumulated for a long time is bursting out, it is still amazing!

In just a few minutes, they had already rushed to the top of Haicheng and ladders were erected.

"Not good! There are dogs and tatars here! Hurry up, please support!"
To be continued...