Dorgon rode his horse and ran wildly. More than 30,000 Eight Banners cavalry no longer had the intention to worry about the prohibition. They stepped directly through the fields in the southern suburbs of the capital and rushed all the way to the west of the capital.

The golden wheat ears were trampled to the ground under the horse's hooves. The old farmer in the distance pounced on the ground, holding the unripe wheat grains in the mud, howling pottery and crying, watching the cavalry running by incessantly.

The sound of horse hooves in the world is endless.

After Fan Wencheng's suggestion, Dorgon vigorously restrained his subordinates, and finally decided that the rule of "not trampling on the people's land" was broken again today.

Further south, Zhennan Army has also set off. The first goal is to enter Huangcun, seize food and grass, and threaten the people, preparing to gather more people to surround Wuqing.

The Qing army, who were already ready to enter Yanjing in the posture of a "king army", finally tore off the mask and turned into a tiger and wolf again.

If the kingly way is difficult to do, then domineering.

Fifty miles from Nanhaizi to the battlefield in western Beijing, Dorgon felt that it was extremely long. He could only hope that the red flag could still hold on.

"Report!"

A fast horse was running in front of him, and the knight on the horse was jogging so that his helmet had fallen off. His bright forehead was filled with sweat in the sunset, shiny.

"Report that the Chu army has increased its troops, and more than 10,000 cavalrymen have left the capital from Xizhimen..."

Dorgon's heart tensed again as he listened to the military information conveyed from the front.

He found that he probably had something wrong.

All of this cannot be entirely planned by Wang Xiao.

Shuosai has cut off the connection between Wang Xiao and the capital. How did Ruijun contact the two Chu troops in the west and north?

There are also experts in Ruichao.

Meng Jiu is dead, Li Bobo has talent in governing but is not a strategist, Liu Xun is resourceful but values ​​self-interest, and is happy to be a sorcerer in the world... Who is it?

Dorgon's anger and murderous aura rose, and he could not dissipate even in the strong wind.

Cai Jiazhen rode his horse to the front of Xizhi Gate.

"It's still time!" he thought to himself.

I still had time to support Haoge, but it was a big mistake that had not been made yet. Although I don’t understand how the more than 10,000 Chu Qi contacted the capital...

"boom!"

"Well!"

The horse was neighing, and Cai Jiazhen held the war horse. The horse's hooves stepped on the air for two times, and then they fought two more circles, and finally stopped.

Cai Jiazhen looked at him and saw that Xizhimen had already been blown down.

Damn it.

"You guys, please clear the city gate as soon as possible. The others, follow me to Fucheng Gate!"

Without time to think about it more, Cai Jiazhen rode his horse and continued to move forward, intending to leave the city to help from another gate west of the city.

Two thousand Ningyuan soldiers rushed to Xizhimen.

"Who are you?!"

But more than ten people ran from the city wall, wearing Qing soldiers' armor, which was also the standard of Ningyuan soldiers.

"Do you have eyes? I dare to ask who I am! I am the first group to attack the capital..."

A thin middle-aged man opposite him scolded him, and it turned out to be Manchu.

Ning Yuanbing, who was questioning, was startled and quickly moved away.

The more than ten people quickly passed by, walked around an alley, and disappeared.

Soon, more than ten people entered an inconspicuous house and took off their armor, but they were all hair accessories from Chu people, which were Wang Zhen, Deng Jingrong and others.

"I have to leave the city as soon as possible and notify Deputy General Qin to withdraw his troops." Wang Zhen said while unarming.

Deng Jingrong replied: "The Eight Banners soldiers in the south are different from Cai Jiazhen's men. We can easily be exposed as soldiers. We can dress up as Jiannu's works. The Seventh Prince put a set of signaling for Jiannu's works behind them."

Wang Zhen nodded, and he found that he really admired Tang Qianqian.

Because today's situation is all done by Tang Qianqian...

Time went back to five days ago.

The melodious bell rang throughout Fucheng Gate, and on the city wall to the west of the capital, a soldier listened for a long time and reported the trivial matter to Huazhi.

"The Chu army stationed troops in Qianling Mountain, and the Youming Bell in Jietai Temple rang for a whole day..."

The flower branches immediately attracted attention and went up to the city wall in person, supporting their ears and listening.

The next morning, Tang Qianqian invited Wang Zhen to meet him.

She seemed to have not slept all night and drew a map densely.

"Brother is here, let's sit down... Xiaolang led his troops north this time, and he probably didn't plan to enter Beijing."

Wang Zhen asked, "How can I see it?"

He was still a little worried about Wang Yan.

Tang Qianqian said, "With Xiaolang's ability, if he wanted to enter Beijing, he would have come long ago. Why did he only garrison troops in the west of Beijing? Was he really stopped by Jiannu?"

"Why don't you go to Beijing?"

"He plans to use his body as bait to lure Jiannu to fight to the decisive battle. In the meantime, we can lead our army to attack Jiannu's rear..."

Tang Qianqian said slowly, and finally said, "I want to ask my brother to go north and inform the troops in Dayang Mountain to come to support us. As long as our Rui army retreats, the passage of the capital will be opened. In this way, the three armies can work together to defeat Jiannu."

Wang Zhen pondered.

"This is too risky." He replied: "If the third brother didn't mean this, the Ten Thousand Guanning Iron Cavalry will inevitably be ruined..."

"Xiaolang means that." Tang Qianqian said confidently.

Wang Zhen still hesitated and said to himself: "It's too risky."

Tang Qianqian thought for a while, pursed her lips and said, "Yesterday, the Youming Bell of Jietai Temple rang for a day, and it was Xiaolang who was sending us a message. Well, I can't sing well, Yuanyuan, please help me sing?"

Chen Yuanyuan nodded and started singing.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes..."

The song is melodious, less heroic in the meaning of the lyrics, but more desolate.

Tang Qianqian took a brush and patted the beat on the table gently, and her eyes seemed to have some kind of memory.

Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment.

"Is this... Linjiangxian?"

Tang Qianqian nodded and said, "Brother has never heard of this, but once, Xiaolang and I were having fun in the Qianjia Villa in Mentougou. Xiaolang once sang to me..."

Looking back, everyone was playing the Three Kingdoms Kill that night, and they were barely worried. In a blink of an eye, they were on the verge of destruction of the country and the family.

Many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes.

Wang Zhen was a literati. She was moved by the words and sentences and was silent for a long time before asking: "How can this mean that the third brother is going to fight Jiannu?"

"Mentougou." Tang Qianqian said: "He is reminding me that the place of the decisive battle is Mentougou in the west of Jing... I asked someone to find a few sets of Ningyuanbing's armor, and then ask Deng Jingrong to help me. Please make sure to bring the news."

"But, what about time?"

"If these ten thousand Chu cavalry can rush to the north of Beijing, I believe there are also capable soldiers who know the soldiers, so let's act according to the opportunity."

“It’s too risky.”

“It’s impossible not to take risks…”

Today's war was together, and Wang Zhen thought that at this point, he realized that Tang Qianqian was a woman, but her courage was not inferior to most men in the world.

It's ashamed.

At this time, he changed his outfit in the house. After a while, a knock on the door of the courtyard was heard, in accordance with the rhythm of the secret code.

Open the door, Lao Zhao flashed in.

"Young Master, it's too late. I saw the Zhennan Army in the south of the city from afar and must be attacking Deputy General Qin."

Wang Zhen's face turned pale and said, "I want to rush back to the army as soon as possible and leave."

Lao Zhao nodded, followed Wang Zhen a few steps, and then stopped again.

"Um?"

"Young Master, why not let me stay in the capital." Lao Zhao said: "Today I abandoned the city. I saw that the seventh prince of the Rui Dynasty set up many detailed works in the city, but our Chu Dynasty did not have time to arrange it, so I could stay."

Wang Zhen stopped and turned to take a look.

But Deng Jingrong said, "It's not good to have a small one, but some people recognize the small ones in Jiannu."

He was not afraid, but he thought of staying with Laozhao at the first time, and then realized the problem.

Lao Zhao just smiled and bowed heavily to Wang Zhen.

"Don't worry, my eldest son, I'm not just to repay the kindness of my eldest son, but to repay the kindness of my family and country. I am a slave, and the eldest son will give me a gift and teach me how to study. The situation is better than that of millions of people in the world. I have been summoned to get such a favorable experience and I wish to do my best to the world."

He knew that after following Wang Zhen back to Shandong, he might have a high-powered future in the future.
To be continued...