"Have you heard? Prince Rui is back!"

"Not only did he come back, but he also brought hundreds of thousands of Han people that Zheng Ming had robbed, Aha."

"Hey, this is a good thing! When the time comes, we will definitely be able to share some!"

"It's so good. The flag-bearing Belles have lost so many Aha this time, and it's not our turn!"

"Hey, what are you talking about? I heard that Duoluo Yubeile was defeated and King Rui took back all his tens of thousands of horses..."

"No matter what, it's all the masters' business anyway. By the way, who of you can hide that picture? I want to see it a few more times..."

…

What the slaves care about is a few "daughter springs". For them, this seems to be the most important thing. For the master, of course, what they care about is the world.

"It looks like the news of Abatai's defeat must be true. Counting the days, Dorgon should be almost at the Great Wall! Alas..."

After a pause, Huang Taiji, whose face was extremely ugly, looked coldly into the distance again. He even felt his hands trembling slightly. Now there were no traces of those "Naughty Spring" pictures in his heart, even if they were painted well.

They were only inconspicuous, and their expressions were vague and indistinguishable. He didn't care, they were just a few women.

Dorgon actually came back early!

This was completely beyond Huang Taiji's expectation. He had been trying his best to block the news, but he also knew that the news would definitely not be blocked. As Dorgon's half-brother, Duduo would definitely spread the news.

But what Huang Taiji didn't expect was that Dorgon knew so quickly!

Not only did he come back, but he also swallowed up Abatai's men!

Doesn't this mean that Dorgon has no fewer than 50,000 to 60,000 troops?

The soldiers under his command are all the elites of the Qing Dynasty. Now that he has returned with a large army, will he take the opportunity to seize power?

In fact, Huang Taiji never thought that Abatai would be wiped out. Of course, Qian Degong would not tell him the news in a leaflet, and the news he told her had a purpose.

"master."

Fan Wencheng, standing in front of Huang Taiji's case, suddenly said.

"Prince Rui has not yet crossed the Great Wall, and he cannot do so at once. Why don't Master send people to wait on the other side of the Great Wall, and shill the troops who have returned to rush to Jinzhou's aid?"

One sentence reminded Huang Taiji. Yes, if those teams were allowed to go to Jinzhou, it would be equivalent to cutting off the connection between them and Dorgon!

But suddenly, he frowned.

"I'm afraid Dorgon has already figured this out!"

With Dorgon's shrewdness, how could he not take some countermeasures when he comes back early? Now I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult for you to mobilize any of his rebel soldiers.

Once again, Huang Taiji took out those flyers, stared at the contents on them, and frowned.

"Donglu Abatai defeated Nanjing!"

"The Donglu Dorgon soldiers retreated after hearing the news..."

"Hundreds of thousands of Ming Dynasty's heavenly troops have gone north to pursue..."

How much of these leaflets are true?

A few days later, through the information obtained by spies in the capital, Huang Taiji could conclude that Abatai's defeat and Dorgon's return were true.

But why did he release those pictures again?

With his brows furrowed, Huang Taiji couldn't help but think of those beautifully printed paintings. He was so angry that he wished he could kill the Ming army's defense line now. When he killed all the Ming people behind, his doubts became even stronger.

.

He spread the news that Dorgon had returned to his army, undoubtedly to induce him to withdraw his troops from here.

And those pictures must be to anger myself, to provoke myself into attacking their trenches at all costs.

What does this guy mean?

"Mr. Fan, why do you think Zhu Ciying angered me and reminded me that Dorgon has returned to the army?"

With doubts in his heart, Huang Taiji looked at Fan Wencheng and asked.

Many times, when he had questions that he couldn't figure out, he could always get some answers from Fan Wencheng. This was why he valued this Han man.

"Your Majesty, this servant thought, thought..."

In fact, as he waited for the news from the spies these days, Fan Wencheng's heart was full of doubts.

There are two types of leaflets, one is words and the other is pictures, which have two completely different purposes.

The one with the words was to induce the emperor to retreat. As for the one with the picture, it must have been to anger the emperor. After all, the picture was... just know it in your heart.

One is to retreat, the other is to attack in anger!

How could someone do this?

After thinking about it, Fan Wencheng vaguely thought of another answer.

"Your Majesty, I have been thinking about this for the past few days. If Zhu Ciying hadn't distributed the leaflets, what would we have done when we knew that Prince Rui had returned to the army?"

What should I do? I must go back to the teacher!

After all, Dorgon must have a motive for coming back like this!

Suddenly, Huang Taiji understood, he stood up suddenly and said.

"After working on it for a long time, this guy brought me leaflets just to disturb my mind and drag me here!"

Zhu Ciying, Zhu Ciying, you are indeed extremely treacherous. I have been in a daze these past few days, and I have been waiting here all alone for the spies' news. Even after knowing the news, I was still hesitant. You know it clearly.

He just harbors evil intentions and wants to help Dorgon.

"He'er, pass the order immediately and return to Shengjing."

"Zha! But what should we do here in Lushun?"

"There will be no fighting in Lushun for the time being. We will wait until Prince Herui gathers all his troops and then attack with the whole country's troops! We will retreat today!"

After that, Huang Taiji whispered again.

"Also, keep an eye on Dodo!"

…

Dusk fell heavily, and the wind blowing from the sea carried a hint of sea smell. Suddenly, the lookout on Nanshan Mountain discovered some movement at the Qing army camp in the north of Jinzhou City - the troops of the brigade were in a hurry

Leaving the camp in a hurry.

"Jian Nu has withdrawn his troops!"

"Jian Nu has withdrawn his troops!"

In an instant, the news spread throughout the entire frontier, and cheers were heard everywhere.

Jian Nu retreated!

They drove the Jiannu slaves back!

Dorgon, who was resting in the tent, immediately strode outside the tent after learning the news. Then he picked up his binoculars and looked towards Jiannu's barracks. He saw people shouting and neighing, and there was a lot of noise.

We are retreating towards the north.

Jian Nu retreated!

Just as he expected. But there was no smile on his face at all.

His expression even looked a little bitter. The reason why his expression was so ugly was because, of course, Qian Degong knew what he had done in order to induce Huang Taiji to withdraw his troops.

"Hey, retreating means retreating. You said, turn back, I..."

With a wry smile, Qian Degong sighed.
Chapter completed!