Now Duoduo is considering Zhang Biwu's movements again? Moreover, many people followed Qin Huaiyu into the deep mountains to hide, so the Qing army's cavalry was difficult to take care of.

Li Zicheng's updates also need to pay attention to it. Although Dorgon has sent someone to send a letter to Li Zicheng, so that Li Zicheng will not attack the Qing army, the Qing army can concentrate all its strength to destroy Zhang Biwu first. Of course, this is the best situation. If Li Zicheng sees through it, it would be better to clean up Li Zicheng by the way.

Tong Jiabrukan replied: "Prince, Li Zicheng is really judging the situation! He dare not act rashly! Now Prince Ying also led a large army to Lingbao to join you. Once our army unites, its army will become stronger! Now, according to the spies, Zhang Biwu's army is in Wuyang, and they seem to want to enter Yingtian Prefecture or go straight to Beijing!"

Duoduo smiled again and said, "Zhang Biwu is so hard! He will leave people to continue to manage his Henan land in order to restore Henan. At the same time, he will also learn from Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong to be bandits in order to drag us to death or wait for the situation to change. Unfortunately, we are not Chongzhen! We are the Qing Dynasty! You, Zhang Biwu, are destined to be bandits! What you imagined will not happen! Our army will continue to pursue Zhang Biwu until he is eliminated!"

"Okay! Eliminate Zhang Biwu!" Duoduo's soldiers were very happy.

Duoduo said, "Okay! Then stay here for the time being. We will wait for the twelfth brother to come. We will assign tasks. The twelfth brother is responsible for guarding Henan, and I will be responsible for pursuing Zhang Biwu and destroying Zhang Biwu's entire army! Tong Jiablukan!"

As soon as Duoduo's eyes fell on Tong Jiablukan, Tong Jiablukan nodded clearly.

Tong Jiabrukan hurriedly went to find Xiong Zongheng, who was locked in a single room. His nerves were almost collapsed. Some time ago, Tu Hai came to find him.

Tuhai also proved to him what Xiong Zongheng said in his memory in his childhood, which was exactly the same as what Tuhai said. Only Xiong Zongheng knew about these, but what Tuhai said now is consistent. Doesn’t that prove that Tuhai is his uncle?

Tong Jiablukan came to Xiong Zongheng and said, "Ma Jia Duolun, have you figured it out? No matter how you resist, you can't change it. This is the point of blood flowing on your body! You are the man of the Ma Jia family!"

"Yes!" Tu Hai also spoke out and said, "You are my elder brother's only son! You are the young master of my Ma Jia family! You are my proud nobleman of the Qing Dynasty! Whether you want to or not, you are all from my Qing Dynasty! You must be loyal to my Qing Dynasty! Because you are covered in blood!"

Xiong Zongheng hugged his head tightly, and he shouted: "Don't say it! Don't say it anymore! I don't listen! Don't! I'm not a whole person!"

Tong Jiablukan went over and pulled Xiong Zongheng's hand away and said, "Let me listen! You are Manren! It's Ma Jia Duolun!"

Xiong Zongheng fell to the ground with a "bang". He wanted to hide, but how could he hide?

Tong Jiabrukan shouted: "Ma Jiaduolun, you must be clear about this. If your identity of Manchus is known, they hate Manchus so much. They wish they could kill all Manchus! Then you will have to die! Your blood relationship is destined, and you can only be enemies with Zhang Biwu and the others! This is a fact that can never be changed! Ma Jiaduolun, think it clearly by yourself!"

Xiong Zongheng thought. What Tong Jiabrukan said was quite reasonable! It was so right!

Tuhai was nervous. He didn't want his nephew to be killed, so he shouted: "Dorun, please agree to Brukan quickly!"

"No, no..." Xiong Zongheng had a lot of snot and tears. It was really hard for him to accept this fact!

Tuhai said to Tong Jiablukan: "Let me say a few words to my nephew!" Tong Jiablukan pointed his head and went out temporarily. He knew that Tuhai could convince Xiong Zongheng.

As soon as Tong Jiablu Ken left, Tu Hai looked at Xiong Zongheng's appearance and looked like his brother! It was as if it was carved from his own brother's mold.

Tuhai couldn't help but remember that when he was a child, his brother walked along the way with him. "It's so warm! It's so warm on the back of his brother!" This is his long-lasting feeling. The elder brother is like a father, and the elder brother is like a father. This warmth has always been remembered in his heart and will never be forgotten in his life.

Moreover, my brother also taught him to ride horses and shoot archery, turning him into an excellent rider and a archer. I thought the two brothers would stay forever, go to the battlefield side by side, fight for Dajin and for Manchus.

Until one day, my brother said to Tuhai: "The Khan ascended the throne. He wants to inherit the will of the late Khan, enter the Central Plains, and surpass the glory of my Jurchen Dajin and Jin Taizong! For this dream, the Khan allowed me to go deep into the Ming Kingdom and act as a spy. In the future, batches of people will be sent to the Ming Kingdom. I am the first group! The first group of glorious! This is an incomparable honor! It is the honor of my Ma Jia family!"

Hearing this, Tuhai cried. He couldn't bear to leave his brother, but what could he do? No one could object to the Khan's order! Moreover, this is the honor of the family!

I still remember the day my brother left, and I hugged my elder brother tightly, not wanting him to leave, but in the end I still looked at my elder brother's figure gradually moving away until I could no longer see it.

That scene became eternal. For many years, there was no news about his brother. Tuhai was so angry that he not only wanted to perform well in Manchu riding and shooting, but also learned the Han culture thoroughly, either by the emperor. Yes! Huang Taiji had changed Jin to Qing, and was promoted to emperor, and no longer called the Great Khan.

He wanted the emperor to appoint him as a spy to reach the Ming territory, or if he wanted to help the Qing Dynasty enter the Central Plains, then the two brothers would meet.

But how could he know that his brother suffered a military disaster during the severe drought in Henan Province. He died of military disaster. The only thing he could do was to save his son. His son was Xiong Zongheng, who was adopted by Lingbao and was eventually adopted by Zhang Biwu.

As Manchu, Xiong Zongheng was fighting against Manchu. This is really ironic! That's what Tuhai thinks.

Tu Hai always thinks of his brother whenever he looks at Xiong Zongheng. Naturally, he will not let his nephew die. This is the only blood left by his brother in this world!

Tuhai arrived in front of Xiong Zongheng, picked up Xiong Zongheng's face and shouted: "Look at Uncle! Look at me!"

Xiong Zongheng looked at Tuhai stupidly, not knowing what Tuhai was going to do. Tuhai said to Xiong Zongheng, saying everything into his ears, letting him listen to it, so that he could understand.

Xiong Zongheng was stupid. Everything Tu Hai said just now was not wrong, and it could be seen that it was all for his own good.

Tuhai patted Xiong Zongheng's shoulder and said, "What I said just now, think about it carefully! Should you serve my Qing Dynasty? If so, I will immediately call Tong Jia Bulukan in! Then you serve my Qing Dynasty and go to Zhang Biwu!"

Xiong Zongheng collapsed on the ground, he was still moving. What Tu Hai said just now was still circling in his mind, and he remembered it clearly.

Tong Jiablukan came in and said, "Dorun, I know you feel bad, but wasn't I the same before? Lord Zhang Zhentai, no! It should be said that the Marquis of Wuwei is indeed a hero. As long as a person comes into contact with him, he will be impressed by him and willingly serve him! Unfortunately! The blood of Manchus and Han people is shed! The Manchus and Han people must decide who is the master and who is the slave! We Manchus must work hard to be the master! Okay! We will let you go, just use the name of the name, you escape. Zhang Biwu trusts you so much, and he will not doubt you!"

Hearing this, Xiong Zongheng nodded helplessly. He had to prepare to return to Zhang Biwu. However, he wanted to act as a lackey in the Qing Dynasty. He was always uneasy and wanted to betray the people around him, and he always felt that it was not good.

Tong Jiabrukan went back to report to Yu Duoduo. After hearing the report, Duoduo nodded constantly, and he seemed very happy.

At the same time, Tong Jiabrukan also expressed his concern: "Although Ma Jiaduolun was trained by Zhang Biwu himself, if Zhang Biwu doubted..."

"Hehe!" Duoduo smiled and glanced at Tong Jiabrukan and said, "So what? As a person from the Qing Dynasty, Ma Jiadolun died for the Qing Dynasty, which is very worthwhile! Zhang Biwu was defeated repeatedly, and he would be as suspicious as Li Zicheng. He would be suspicious of his subordinates who were spies from the Qing Dynasty. Like this, Zhang Biwu's entire army would be disunited. As long as Zhang Biwu's army was not united, it would be the most favorable thing for us! So how worthwhile Ma Jiadolun's death is!"

Tong Jiabrukan stopped talking. When he was hiding in Zhang Biwu's army with his pseudonym Zhong Yaofa, he would also be an abandoned son at any time. This is the helplessness of the spy.

Duoduo thought, what is Zhang Biwu doing now? Yes! What is Zhang Biwu doing?

Zhang Biwu was nervously asking the people to take refuge, but he was afraid that the people in Henan would be massacred. He asked the people to take refuge as soon as possible.

"Let's go! Everyone, hurry up!" There were endless people and traffic flows on the road, and people were holding each other and supporting each other.

"Ah" An old woman almost fell down. Zhang Biwu quickly supported her with quick eyes and asked, "Mother-in-law, are you okay?"

The old woman said, "It's okay!" She couldn't help but look at Zhang Biwu. Zhang Biwu saw the old woman's feet and said, "Mother-in-law, your feet..." She then helped the old woman and said, "Come on! Mother-in-law, you sit on my horse! Go forward!"
Chapter completed!