"I overestimate you... You are the most ordinary person." Dorgon shook his head and sighed, "When the wind and clouds meet, men should kill thousands of people. No matter who is blocking them, they can kill them... And you are too weak, like a woman!"

Wu Zheng sneered: "I am an ordinary person. If I hadn't been in this troubled world, I would rather be a rich man... If I don't coax you, I really think so."

It was Dorgon's turn to be stunned. This kid didn't even get into the oil and salt. It was difficult for Dorgon to understand that his power and righteousness spread throughout the court and the 200,000 Northern Expedition Army was such a vulgar person who had no intention of progress?

"I regret it..." Dorgon sighed slowly, "If I had known you were so unbearable, I should have returned to Yanzhou..."

"It's too late." Wu Zheng said lightly.

Dorgon's eyes shrank, and he suddenly laughed, saying, "Are you afraid of me?"

"yes."

Dorgon was stunned. He didn't expect Wu Zheng to answer so simply, "Why?"

"Because you... are more cruel than me. I'm afraid of anyone who can be cruel to myself."

Dorgon fell silent, as if he was savoring Wu Zheng's words. After a long time, Dorgon sighed: "Maybe... I'm just not cruel enough."

Wu Zheng nodded and said, "Yes."

Dorgon seemed to feel that he had found a soulmate, and his tone became like chatting with friends and old friends he hadn't seen for many years. "I am really not ruthless enough. If I lead the army into the capital, who can stop me, and who dares to stop me?"

Speaking of this, Dorgon was angry and pounded the bed with his hand, saying hatefully: "How come I am not as strong as God... In fact, Han people and Manchus have nothing to do with each other, what is important is... I am the master."

Wu Zheng suddenly understood Dorgon, "Do you want Shen Zhiyuan to become the master of this world?"

"What's wrong?" Dorgon smiled, "Actually, you should know that I didn't mean to seize the world. It was your Han people who asked me to take it."

Wu Zheng suddenly felt a little bored. The person in front of him was no longer the person he was afraid of, but more like a dying person complaining to others. Wu Zheng wanted to end the conversation.

At this time, Dorgon suddenly raised his head and said, "I have never understood that our dynasty has occupied most of the country when we enter the Central Plains. Why don't you... be independent and support the unsuccessful small court?"

Wu Zheng frowned slightly and answered with a question: "In the past five years, you have had countless opportunities to take blessings and replace them, but why did you fall into such a field today?"

Dorgon stared at Wu Zheng's eyes and sighed: "If I replace it, it will cause civil strife...will it be as good as you and the small court?"

Wu Zheng laughed: "Each one another."

The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and Dorgon said, "I have something to ask you."

Wu Zheng was stunned and said sneered: "No matter how ordinary or ordinary I am... I will not let the tiger go back to the mountain."

Dorgon suddenly laughed, but then he coughed violently, and couldn't stop it. A wisp of blood burst out from his mouth. If Wu Zheng hadn't been prepared for it, he would have been sprayed on his body.

Wu Zheng did not urge him and looked at Dorgon quietly. This was a dying tiger. No one could predict what he would do before he died.

What Wu Zheng was most upset was that Dorgon changed Shen Zhiyuan. In fact, at this time, Wu Zheng had already begun to waver and had an incredible firm belief in Shen Zhiyuan.

Dorgon has a saying that is right, the most important thing is...I am the master!

Who can avoid this temptation?

Dorgon's cough gradually stopped. He slowly wiped away a wisp of blood from his mouth and gasped, "Kill me."

This made Wu Zheng, who was thinking, suddenly raise his head. He thought he had heard it wrong and looked at Dorgon in surprise.

Dorgon repeated calmly: "Kill me...this is what I ask you for."

“Why?”

"Would you like to die like a mangy dog ​​in the hands of your own tribe?"

Wu Zheng shook his head slowly, he understood Dorgon's meaning.

Dorgon raised his head slightly, his eyes becoming blurred, "I am an eagle... The eagle is destined to die on the battlefield, at the hands of the enemy... rather than in the dirty power struggle."

A hint of compassion flashed through Wu Zheng's heart, but he still shook his head and refused, "I won't agree."

“Why?”

"Your head can intensify the Han people in the world against the Qing Dynasty... just like Duoduo." Wu Zheng replied coldly.

Dorgon suddenly became furious and pointed at Wu Zheng, but after a while, he lowered his hand helplessly, "I forgive you..."

Wu Zheng sneered and said, "I am a Han Chinese, so you don't need you to forgive... You should think about how to face the Han Chinese's judgment on you... Soon, I won't let you wait too long."

Dorgon's face changed drastically, and he hissed: "No...you can't do this!"

"I like to do this, what do you do to me?"

Dorgon slowly calmed down and looked at Wu Zheng and said, "You should have your own way of dying... You are also lords, you should understand this principle."

Wu Zheng suddenly fell silent.

After a while, Wu Zheng looked at Dorgon again, "This can't convince me."

Dorgon smiled strangely, "I will tell you a secret."

Wu Zheng couldn't help but take a step forward.

Dorgon said: "Dong'e... the only daughter of my king is pregnant."

Wu Zheng's face changed drastically, his anger burst out uncontrollably, and he turned around and left quickly.

Dorgon's calm voice came from behind him, "I let go of my guards, they know how to deal with themselves."

After leaving the house, Wu Zheng suddenly raised his head and took a long breath.

He naturally knew that Dorgon wanted to anger himself, but when he heard this, Wu Zheng was really angry.

Dorgon was right, he left himself a powerful opponent, and the important thing is the four words "sincerebralized" brothers and feet."

Wu Zheng raised his hand muffled.

The muzzles of the Sanbai Suihu were lifted neatly.

As Wu Zheng waved his hand, the dull gunshots rang out like fried beans.

Wu Zheng finally made him successful.

Dorgon died, at the gun of the Northern Expedition Army.

His twenty guards were ordered to be released by Wu Zheng, but soon, all of the twenty people committed suicide at the door of Dorgon's room.

This moved Zhang Guowei, Song An and others, and finally made Wu Zheng believe that Dorgon had indeed had the intention to die.

....

That night, Wu Zheng did not go to have a carnival with the military and civilians. He and Zhang Guowei were discussing how to deal with external events.

Looking at the fireworks blooming in the night sky, Wu Zheng sighed: "I'm afraid there will be no more days for the Northern Expedition Army in Xuzhou."

Zhang Guowei slowly walked behind Wu Zheng and said, "Don't sigh for this, we will come back."

Wu Zheng felt a sense of joy inexplicably and quarreled at Zhang Guowei with a stranger: "Does Mr. Zhang belong to a wolf?"

Looking at Zhang Guowei's shocked expression, Wu Zheng burst into laughter and shook his hand and said, "I just said it casually, Mr. Zhang doesn't have to take it seriously."
Chapter completed!