Jinzhou.

Jirgalang's face looked very ugly, and he hurriedly walked by the corridor with a group of people.

Five days have passed since the failure outside Ningyuan City, but Jirgalang obviously has not let go of this failure.

Thirty thousand Qing soldiers lost more than 10,000 people this time!

Among these ten thousand people, there are many elite Manchurian Eight Banners.

That is, Jirgalang retreated in time, and the counterattack in Death Dog Mountain blocked the Ming army's pursuit, otherwise the number of casualties would have been at least twice as high.

As the auxiliary ruler of the Qing Dynasty, this kind of record is obviously unacceptable.

Jirgalang urgently needs to shirk responsibility and needs a scapegoat to help him take the blame.

Who is this scapegoat?

Jirgalang believes that Hauge is a very good candidate.

After walking through the corridor, there is a small building behind a large mansion.

Jirgalang walked straight into the small building and came to a room on the second floor.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. A doctor in the room hurriedly stood up and saluted Jirhalang.

Jirgalang did not comment and walked directly to the bed.

Haoge was lying on the bed, unconscious, his eyes closed and his face pale.

Jirgalang looked at Haoge for a while, then turned around, waved to the doctor, and signaled the other party to go out with him.

In the corridor outside the room, Jirgalang stared at the doctor and said coldly: "How did Haogebele's injury come about?"

The doctor hurriedly said, "When Prince Zheng said, Haogebeile should have been injured by a musket and hit the abdomen."

"Abdomen?" Jirgalang thought.

The doctor nodded: "Yes, it's just a little bit, and Haugbele can't save it."

Jirgalang's hand suddenly rested on the doctor's body and said coldly: "Do you know what the result of lying to me? Your whole family will die."

The doctor's body was trembling and almost knelt down to Jiergalang on the spot: "Prince Zheng, I'm really not lying. If Prince Zheng doesn't believe it, you can go to other doctors to verify it."

Jirgalang looked at the doctor, and the stern expression in his eyes slowly faded away.

After a moment, Jirgalang said: "Is this musket from our Qing Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty?"

The doctor looked confused and shook his head repeatedly.

Jirgalang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly slapped the doctor in the face, slapped the doctor's eyes so much that it looked like stars.

Jirgalang turned and went downstairs.

When everyone who stayed downstairs saw Jirgalang coming down, they immediately surrounded him.

"Prince Zheng, what's going on?"

"Big Baylor is okay?"

"Is it a fraud?"

Jirgalang is not the only one who doubts Haoge, or everyone present cannot let go of this failure, and they all need to take the blame.

Jirgalang's face looked very ugly. After a while, he said: "It seems that there is no clear evidence of Hauge's betrayal."

Jirgalang was indeed very suspicious of Haoge. After all, Jirgalang had known that Haoge had some contact with the senior management of the Ming Dynasty before.

However, Haoge is also Huang Taiji's eldest son and Nurhaci's eldest grandson. If such a person really gives the Ming army a lot on the battlefield, it seems really unreasonable.

So without clear evidence, Jirgalang really has no good way to use Hauge.

The main general was injured and his subordinates protected the main and retreated. At best, they only killed a few Haoge's generals. The responsibility was indeed impossible to put on Haoge.

Jirgalang was upset and said, "Okay, let's go back!"

He needs some time to find a scapegoat again and think about how to shirk responsibility!

Jirgalang had just left the building and almost collided with someone.

Jirgalang was furious and was about to get angry. When he saw that the person coming was his son Jidu, he had to suppress it and said coldly: "What's so panicked!"

Jidu said to Jiergalang with a panic look on his face, "Father, that's right, Ming army, Ming army has already reached the city of Jinzhou!"

"What?" Ji Du's words fell, and Jiergalang and the many Qing generals behind him suddenly changed their expressions.

They really didn't expect that the Ming army would come so fast!

Outside Jinzhou City, Zhu Cilang stared at Jinzhou City with a smile on his lips.

"I am back!"

Just half a month ago, Zhu Cixuan also visited Jinzhou, but at that time he had only five thousand cavalry under his command.

The situation is different now. Zhu Ciyang came with a total of 50,000 main forces of the Ming army, and also brought the Red Barbarian Cannons!

The system's voice sounded at the right time: "Congratulations to the host for completing the sign-in. The sign-in task was triggered: stay within ten miles of Jinzhou City for more than fifteen days."

After hearing this, Zhu Cilang was immediately confused.

Stay for fifteen days?

What are you going to do?

Zhu Cilang thought about it for a while, and then decided not to think about it.

According to normal logic, the tasks released by the system are all beneficial to Zhu Cixuan.

No need to go into it.

So, Zhu Cixuan smiled at Li Guozhen beside him and said, "Brother Xiangcheng, please let the artillery work quickly later and strive to fire artillery in Jinzhou City tomorrow!"

Li Guozhen hesitated for a moment and said to Zhu Cixuan: "Your Highness really plans to attack the city?"

Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "No."

Li Guozhen asked in confusion: "Then why do you need to fire?"

Zhu Cilang's smile became more and more pleasant: "There is nothing else, I just want to say hello to Jirgalang and let him know that this palace is chasing him!"

Does Jirgalang know that Zhu Ciyang is here?

Of course I know it.

But even so, when Jirgalang was awakened by the rumbling sound the next morning, he was still very unhappy.

"What's going on?" Jirgalang roared.

Soon, Jirgalang was rewarded: "Prince Zheng, the Ming army is bombarding our city walls with cannons!"

Jirgalang: “…”

At this moment, Jirgalang really wanted to rush out and fight to the death with Zhu Cilang!

But reason told him that this was not possible.

Perhaps the war outside Ningyuan City is indeed a slight difference, but if you lose, you lose. The facts are right in front of you.

The morale of the Qing army is far from recovering, but the Ming army comes to take advantage of the victory.

If the decisive battle is again at this moment, the Qing army's winning rate will definitely not exceed 20%!

Jirhalang gritted his teeth and said a moment later: "Send the order and let the people below guard the city wall for me!"

After his subordinates sent an order, Jirgalang sat on the desk and began to write quickly.

He must inform Shengjing of the situation in Jinzhou, and he must make Shengjing respond quickly.
Chapter completed!