When Li Xiao was comforting the Empress Dowager of the Ming Dynasty who gave birth to his child on Changxing Island, the Nanjing Forbidden Army of the Ming Dynasty was marching from Henan to Shanxi. In fact, Li Xiao had always wanted to occupy Shanxi first, but unfortunately the existing troops were not enough. He used his own troops several times.

I broke it apart and crushed it, but finally had to give up.

The Jiangnan court did not have this problem. With the supply of firearms from the Portuguese, the Nanjing Forbidden Army had expanded to ten divisions. Although the Portuguese firearms were not as powerful as the Liao army, after being modified with the help of Kui Yi, they were better than the Eight Banners of the Later Jin Dynasty.

Not inferior in any way.

In September, Henan, which had been ravaged by the plague for a full year, finally settled down. There is no such thing as serum these days, but for some reason, the power of the plague seems to be getting weaker and weaker. By October, basically

There is no news about anyone’s family members dying due to the plague.

Zhou Yanru decided that the opportunity to attack had come!

The Jinling court actually had a louder voice and wanted to go north first, kill Li Xiao and then attack the northwest. However, Zhou Yanru believed that the conflict with the Longwu court was within the people. As long as the cage policy was implemented, the economic blockade of Shandong and Hebei would continue to be tightened.

, the Longwu court will succumb sooner or later.

It was different for the Jurchens who occupied Guanzhong. They were completely foreign invading forces. The Jinling court considered itself to be Chinese orthodoxy, and naturally had to follow the example of Duke Huan of Qi from the Jiuhe princes in expelling foreign invading forces.

On the fifth day of October, Shi Kefa led five divisions, plus Zhang Xianzhong's miscellaneous troops, to Niangzi Pass.

The Eight Banners of the Han Army in the city had long been bribed by the Xiaoling Guard spies who had sneaked in. The guard Beiljirharang had just ordered the artillery fire, but was tied up by the mutinous Han Army Flags. The gate of Niangzi Gate was opened wide, and Shi Kefa quickly entered Shanxi!

When the news reached Xi'an, Huang Taiji was so angry that his head was smoking, but there was nothing he could do. The family members of the Han Army Banners are still in Liaodong. Huang Taiji couldn't do anything to restrain them!

"Great Khan! The Han people are repeating this. Let's collect all the firearms of the Han army flag. If they don't obey, we will kill them directly."

Huang Taiji rolled his eyes at Bilong angrily, thinking that he was really blind. He made him the commander-in-chief!

"Yes! After killing all the Han flags, how many soldiers do we have left? With these soldiers, can we defeat the Han people? How are the firearms training of your flag soldiers? Can they master those muskets and guns proficiently?

Cannon?" Dorgon's rhetorical question made Yi Bilong completely silent.

Duduo and Azig looked at Bilong as if they were looking at a piece of shit.

Fan Wencheng lowered his head and didn't say a word. When things turned out to be like this, he was the most helpless person. At first, he saw that Hou Jin's soldiers were strong enough to defect to the army, but he didn't expect that he would become as good as he is now in just a few years.

.Not only has the hometown of Liaodong been lost, but now even Guanzhong cannot stand. Where should we retreat next? Gansu? What if Gansu can't stay? The Western Regions?

The shrewd Fan Wencheng knew that even if he was willing to leave, not many of his Eight Banners of the Han Army would be willing to follow him to the dark side!

When we first joined the Han Army Banner, it was because there were benefits to joining the Han Army Banner. Now the Eight Banners soldiers guard against the Han Army Flag just like they guard against thieves. The two armies already had ethnic conflicts, and now they are even more damn irreconcilable. In this case, Niangziguan

Things will continue to happen. It is simply impossible to stop the rebellion of the Han army by relying solely on harsh punishments.

After losing the control of his family, Fan Wencheng had no idea how to control the Han military flag.

But the more you fear something, the more it will come to you.

"Fan Wencheng, what do you say, you are the commander of the Han Army Flag." It's not that you can escape without speaking. Huang Taiji felt angry when he saw Fan Wencheng, who lowered his head and said nothing. The Han Army Flag, that is.

It was under his control. What the hell was he doing now if he was pretending to be mute?

"Great Khan! I am guilty!" Fan Wencheng knelt on the ground and confessed his crime without saying a word.

"I'm not asking you about your crime now, I'm asking you what to do?" Huang Taiji yelled angrily.

"Your Majesty...! I am incompetent. Now you Beile do not trust the Han Army Banner. And the Han Army Banner is becoming increasingly unstable because their family members were captured by Li Xiao in Liaodong. In addition, we are located in Guanzhong, and the living habits of the local people are different from those in Liaodong.

The Han people who live there are very different.

Nowadays, people in the Han army are thinking about returning to their homeland in Liaodong. I think the soldiers of the Eight Banners must also think so. I think it is better for us to take a detour to Mongolia and return to Liaodong. Maybe...! Maybe...!" Fan Wencheng raised his head,

Seeing Huang Taiji with a bad look on his face, he quickly lowered his head again.

Huang Taiji was so angry that he almost fainted and returned to Liaodong. Damn, Liaodong can stay here, why did I go crazy and come to Guanzhong? Besides, Liaodong said that you can go back if you can, even if you can kill Geritu's Qiyan tribe to stop him.

.But Liaodong is now in the hands of Li Xiao. Whether it is the Eight Banners soldiers or the Han army flag, the Jin army has never won a battle in the hands of Li Xiao.

He just settled down in Guanzhong and got over the plague. Now that he is back home in Liaodong, his mother's brain has been kicked by a donkey.

Seeing Huang Taiji going crazy, Dorgon hurriedly stepped forward. Dorgon was interesting enough after all. Fan Wencheng had been riding with him all these years, and he still had to protect this young man at the critical moment.

"Bhan! Fan Wencheng is not to blame for what is happening now. We have come all the way to Guanzhong. With such a big plague, it is good that Fan Wencheng can bring the troops to this level. Another person would not be able to suppress the current Han army flag.

.How important the Han military flag is today, I believe you, the Great Khan, know better than this servant. Although the military morale is unstable, we still have to use it.

Otherwise, relying solely on the Eight Banners soldiers to fight them all with firearms. Moreover, the Nanjing Forbidden Army, which fought fiercely, would probably suffer a lot. The slave thought that it would be better to allocate land to the Han Banners in Guanzhong. With the land, they would be guaranteed.

Let them fight again to protect their own land. In this way, the morale of the army will be improved."

"Hmm!" Huang Taiji said "Hmm" in his nose, and finally someone could say something meaningful.

If you think about it carefully, Dorgon's proposal is not bad. If you allocate land to the Han Army Banner, you will still have to pay your own rent. It doesn't matter if Shanxi is lost, at least Tongguan is still in your hands. As long as you ensure that Guanzhong, you

There is hope for a comeback.

The Yongli court in the south of the Yangtze River and the Longwu court in the capital were dissatisfied with each other. As long as they stalled here, the situation might change. Delaying and waiting for changes was the only way out and the only opportunity for Hou Jin.

"Father Khan! If we allocate land to those Han people, we Jurchens must also share the land. Otherwise, the master's life will be worse than that of the slaves. What's the point?" Hearing Dorgon's words, Hauge immediately became anxious. He had already

He positioned himself as the future Great Khan, and protecting the interests of the Jurchens was his natural mission.

As for the little uncle Dorgon, he is just an impure eagle that has been Chineseized by the Han people.

"Divide! Divide them all! We Jurchens will allocate some good land, and the Han people will allocate less good land. Anyway, this plague, the Han people died a lot. There is a lot of land without an owner!" Huang Taiji finalized the matter with one sentence.

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"Hey!" the nobles of the Eight Banners cheered.

Fan Wencheng closed his eyes in pain. He knew what this order meant. The Eight Banners nobles would follow this order and enclose their lands in Guanzhong. Large tracts of land would become the names of the Jurchens and the Han Army Banners.

What about the Guanzhong people who were originally in these lands? If you rob their land, you will rob them of their chance to survive. They can’t live anymore. How do you expect them not to fight you? It’s so easy to survive the plague.

There will be another big turmoil soon.

The key point is that this is when the Nanming court is sending troops in large numbers. Doing so will simply destabilize the front and disrupt the rear. When riots occur frequently in Guanzhong, will you send your troops out to fight the Nanjing Forbidden Army, or will you bring them back to suppress the peasant uprising in Guanzhong?

In the final analysis, the history of the Jurchens is still short. They cannot learn enough lessons from history! If Huang Taiji knew the words of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty: Water can carry a boat but it can also overturn it. Perhaps, there would not be today's decree.

Someone should stand up and remonstrate, but who dares to do so? Anyway, I don’t dare! I was criticized by Huang Taiji just now, and now he comes out again. That’s definitely a shame!

Fan Wencheng had no doubt that Huang Taiji would kill him. In the eyes of the Jurchens, whether they were Han people or Han bannermen, their lives were not much better than the lives of dogs.

He walked out of the hall in despair. When he saw Dorgon, he wanted to express his worries several times, but he held back again!

This suggestion was made by Dorgon, and now he is allowed to oppose it. Isn't this shooting himself in the foot? After forcing himself to thank Dorgon, Fan Wencheng rode towards his mansion.

"Master Fan! Master Fan!" Someone called him from behind. When he turned around, he saw it was Hong Chengchou.

"Master Hong!" Fan Wencheng arched his hands. This is the etiquette among Han people. If he encounters Baile of the Eight Banners, he has to dismount his horse and kneel down on one knee.

"Master Fan is in a bad mood?" Hong Chengchou also rode a horse, riding side by side with Fan Wencheng.

"Master Hong was also present at what happened today. Do you think I am in a good mood?" Fan Wencheng took a look and made sure that Hong Chengchou was not provoking him, so he suppressed his anger.

"It's normal for you to be upset when the situation becomes what it is today. I bought two bottles of good wine today, how about we brothers get drunk together?" Hong Chengchou winked at Fan Wencheng mischievously.

Fan Wencheng was extremely smart and of course he knew that Hong Chengchou was not trying to seduce him.

They are both Han rebel generals, and they all have a sense of sympathy for each other. If the Hou Jin Dynasty is defeated one day, maybe for some purpose the Han people will let go of the Eight Banners nobles like Huang Taiji. But as a traitor general, no one will let them go.

It would be a blessing if they didn't get cut into pieces or engage in some execution art like Ling Chi.

People who share the same disease naturally sympathize with each other. Seeing Hong Chengchou's appearance, Fan Wencheng just pondered for a moment and agreed.

Because the garrison was in Tongguan, Hong Chengchou was stationed in a military camp outside the city. In other words, his place was absolutely safe.

The ordering soldiers rode ahead and galloped away. When Fan Wencheng and Hong Chengchou arrived at the military camp, the dishes were already placed on the table.

Two bottles of wine in glass bottles were placed on the table. When he saw the words Wuliangye on them, Fan Wencheng was a little surprised.

The two armies were in confrontation, and the trade routes were almost cut off. It was not easy to have this thing now. "Lord Hong has spent a lot of money today!" In a bad mood, Fan Wencheng also wanted to get drunk. Although he was still not sure why Hong Chengchou was invited.

He sat down anyway.

"Lord Fan, we are all traitorous generals. We cannot be trusted by the Great Khan, and there is nothing we can do about it. Speaking of circumstances, you are better off than Hong. At least you have the backing of Fourteen Baylor. If you were mine today

The subordinates mutinied. I'm afraid I, Lao Hong, was pushed out and beheaded in the main hall, and now my head is hanging on the flagpole waiting to dry." Hong Chengchou said while pouring Fan Wencheng a glass of wine.

"Master Hong is joking, but the Great Khan still trusts Master Hong." Fan Wencheng laughed while talking, and he himself thought that what he said was false.

"Without further ado, we brothers drank this glass of wine first." Hong Chengchou toasted with a smile.

"Dry!"

The two of them clinked their wine glasses and drank it all in one gulp!

After drinking two glasses of wine, the two of us talked a lot.

"Seriously, Mr. Fan, what do you think of the current situation?"

"The future is uncertain, I can't see clearly." Fan Wencheng shook his head.

"No way! Mr. Fan is extremely smart. If you can't see clearly, you won't say the word "uncertain future". If you don't believe me, Lao Hong? Then I, Lao Hong, will tell you the truth. How about nodding your head if you think it's right?"

Fan Wencheng remained silent!

"Danger is like a fortress of eggs!" Hong Chengchou did not make a long speech, but only said four words.

Fan Wencheng narrowed his eyes! He took a closer look at Hong Chengchou. Saying this now is definitely taboo. If Huang Taiji finds out, the consequences will be disastrous.

Although Fan Wencheng remained silent, his expression could not be concealed from a veteran like Hong Chengchou.

"Lord Fan understands better than I do that once we are caught, it is common to confiscate our homes and exterminate our clans! Didn't Lord Fan think about his own retreat?"

"The escape route Master Hong mentioned is...!" Fan Wencheng felt his eyelids twitching.

"We are Han ministers, so we have no choice but to vote for the Tatars. Our ancestors have spirits in heaven, and they will be ashamed of descendants like us. But fortunately, the sky has eyes, and the court has given us a chance to make meritorious deeds. I don't know Mr. Fan.

It means...!"

Fan Wencheng took a peek outside the house and saw a figure blocking the sunlight on the window. Presumably, at this time, the outside of the house was already densely populated with thugs. As long as he dared to say no, he would never be able to leave in this life.

this room.

"The imperial court? Which imperial court?" Fan Wencheng asked, he needed the slightest time. At this critical moment, he had to use the shortest time to maximize his own interests.

"Long live Nanjing, of course! To be honest with Mr. Fan, Mr. Hong has already obtained the promise of Chief Minister Zhou Ge. As long as Mr. Fan follows Mr. Hong, we will be regarded as heroes in expelling the Tatars. We did it on the side of the Tatars.

Things can also be written off in one go.
Chapter completed!