Li Zong left, and the ministers in the main hall also walked out one after another. Shen Zhenglin glanced at Pu Zhenglun with a proud smile on his lips. Many officials walked to Shen Zhenglin's side, and the sound of horses was heard all of a sudden.

Shen Zhenglin became a great hero, as if he was a loyal minister who turned the tide, while Pu Zhenglin stood there alone. The original Da Si Xian seemed to have become a lost dog, and no one paid attention to him. In the eyes of many people, Pu Zhenglin was not

It is possible to hold Seoul with only 10,000 people, but it is tantamount to wishful thinking. The most important thing now is to flatter Shen Zhenglin and let him take his family away. No one wants to die here.

Park Jung-mon seemed not to see the things around him, and it seemed as if he could not hear anything in his ears. He stood there blankly. Looking at the empty throne, Park Jung-mon felt extremely sad in his heart. This is his own country.

This is your own king!

Back then, Injo and Park Jung-ryon did not object, but took a neutral position. But now he regrets it, very much! The Western People's Party and Lee Chong are definitely not good politicians. They will

North Korea was plunged into the abyss. At this time, Park Zhengwen's heart was very complicated, and in the end he could only turn into an extremely complicated sigh.

It wasn't until the eunuchs came to drive away Pu Zhenglun that the great minister slowly came back to his senses. With an extremely lonely face on his face, he hunched over and walked out. There was an air of twilight in his whole person, as if in an instant

As you age, it’s like your energy and energy have been drained away!

Standing on the high hill, Azige had a smile on his face, holding the sword on his waist with his right hand, looking at Seoul in front of him with burning eyes. After arriving in Seoul these days, Azige's last worry was also on his mind.

Seoul's army huddled inside the city, allowing themselves to plunder the surrounding areas without leaving the city.

"Master Beile, there seems to be something going on in Seoul!" A commander came to Azig. He bowed respectfully and reminded him cautiously.

Without answering the commander's words, Azig still looked at Seoul and said with a serious face: "How is it? Have you collected the food? The large team of people should arrive in the next few days. We must be prepared."

"We are ready to go back to Lord Beile! Our speed this time was very fast. The Koreans did not have time to fortify the wall and clear the country, so we raised a lot of food. The brothers originally thought that the army in Seoul would send troops, but they did not expect them to huddle in the city. It was really

A bunch of weaklings." This commander was obviously a militant, and he spat at the wall of Seoul and said with disdain.

"Okay!" Interrupting the commander's words, Azig waved his hand and said: "Go down!"

As soon as the commander turned around and left, Azig frowned because he saw the city gate of Seoul opened. Groups of North Korean soldiers came out and took up positions at the door.

First the cavalry, then the infantry, formed a defensive formation at the door. Seeing this, Daishan frowned slightly.

"Master Baylor, would you like to lead some people to charge?" Commander An just turned around again with a flattering smile on his face, obviously wanting to take the credit for this achievement.

He looked back at the commander. Azig raised his foot unceremoniously and gave him a kick. He said loudly: "You blind slave, see for yourself, there are 30,000 Koreans there."

! We only have five thousand people, five thousand Eight Banners disciples without horses, do you want them to die?"

Azig is not stupid. He can see that these Koreans are obviously not here to attack him. Then there is only one possibility, they are going to run away! Azig has long been accustomed to this. Many times, when troops approach the city, they have not even waited to attack.

, the Koreans surrendered in Kaicheng! Or before the Eight Banners disciples arrived, they had already run away!

Holding his hands tightly, Azig knew that this was an excellent opportunity. These North Koreans could definitely come down in one fell swoop. Looking back at the Eight Banners disciples behind him, he slowly let go of his hands. Now the whole

Daijin could only muster an army of 40,000 people, which was already the limit of Daijin.

After several defeats in the war against the Ming Dynasty, Dajin's losses were very heavy. It was not easy to maintain a combat strength of 40,000 people. This time, in order to ensure the success of the robbery, Dorgon assigned 20,000 people to the army.

Regardless of the outcome, Azig felt that he must take these 20,000 people back properly.

He has no horses now. If he had horses, Azig believed that he would definitely attack. But with 5,000 infantry in front of these 30,000 people, he would probably suffer heavy losses. Until the end, Azig did not make the move.

He gave the order and just watched the team go away.

"Take a few people with you, follow this team from a distance, and watch where they go!" Azig looked back at the commander who had been kicked by him, and ordered lightly.

After these days of looting, Azig still plundered some horses. Although they were not good war horses and even mules, they were still able to form a scout team.

"Yes, Master Beile!" The commander gritted his teeth and walked away. Naturally, he did not dare to blame Azig, so he naturally put all his anger on the Koreans.

Looking at the team that was gradually retreating, Azig had a sneer on his face. If you want to run away, I want to see where you can run! Azig just hopes that the large group of people will arrive soon and get on his horse.

, it would be best if you can catch up by yourself!

Li Zong ran away, and the news of the crisis in Seoul soon spread to the camp of the Ming Dynasty's reinforcements. Zhu Xieyuan looked at the information in his hand with a look of surprise on his face. What are these slave builders going to do? There is no need to plunder.

Running this far?

"Sir, the North Korean envoy is outside asking for an audience!" the flag officer came in, bowed respectfully to Zhu Xieyuan, and said with disgust on his face.

Regarding North Korean envoys, people in the Ming Dynasty often had a natural sense of superiority towards them, and their tone of voice was naturally not very polite when speaking.

He sighed softly. It seemed that these North Korean envoys had also received the news. Zhu Xieyuan really had a headache for these North Korean envoys who cried all day long. He couldn't avoid it. These people would cry and complain when they saw him.

Zhu Xieyuan was extremely annoyed. He waved his hand, put away the map in his hand angrily, and said to the flag officer: "Go and tell the North Korean envoy that we are about to set up camp. There is a crisis in Seoul, and we have to rescue it.

There will be a rush march soon, and I don't have time to see them."

Zhu Xieyuan was naturally very clear about the purpose of the North Korean envoys, and this answer was definitely what they wanted.

In the city of Hetuala, Dorgon stood in front of the map, with a bit of helplessness on his face, and asked softly: "Is the news reliable?"

"Back to Han Dynasty, the news is very reliable! Zhu Xieyuan, the trusted governor of Liaodong, has taken his people to North Korea at this time, and they should have crossed the Yalu River by now. They have no plan to attack us. They have added one more people to the Kaiyuan line in Tieling.

Ten Thousand Cavalrymen. These people patrol here all day long, and they are obviously on guard against us, Dajin!" Daishan bowed slightly and said with a bit of worry in his tone.

Dorgon was in a bad mood at this time. The people of the Ming Dynasty were not fooled and they did not attack him. At this time, he wished he could lead an army and kill everyone in the Ming Dynasty, but he also knew that he could not do it. Slowly

Dorgon turned around, glanced at Daishan, and asked expressionlessly: "Brother, what do you think we should do now? Should we further lure this Ming army cavalry, or go to North Korea to support Azig!"

Daishan was slightly startled. He did not expect that Dorgon would ask him this question. You must know that since Dorgon ascended the throne, he has been very wary of himself. He has never allowed himself to participate in combat matters. Look.

Taking a look at Dorgon, Daishan had a doubtful expression on his face.

Confused, he still said: "Great Khan, the strength of Dajin is no longer what it used to be. If Azig is ignored, I am afraid they will be in danger. I know that the Great Khan wants to make a desperate move and defeat him like his father Khan did in Sarhu.

Ming army, buy time for Dai Jin."

Having said this, Daishan glanced at Dorgon and saw that he had no expression, and then said: "But the Ming Dynasty is no longer the Ming Dynasty during the Saarhu period. Liaodong has strong soldiers and horses, and the commanders are also very smart. Now we need

What I want to do is to slowly recuperate, and I think we should rescue Azig. Even if the Great Khan wipes out 10,000 cavalrymen in Liaodong, if Azig loses 10,000 horses, it will not be something Dajin can bear!"

The hall fell into silence. Daishan didn't say anything more. He felt that he had said enough. After all, in his opinion, self-preservation should be the main thing at this time, and he had gone too far this time.

. But Daishan had no way to control himself. This was a huge fortune brought down by his father Khan, and it was his own country.

The expression on Dorgon's face slowly softened, he looked at Daishan and said: "Brother, I'm very happy! You are still my eldest brother and have not changed. Dajin is no longer what it used to be, and Benhan is also walking on thin ice.

This is the family inheritance left by our father. As sons, we must keep it. Although the eldest brother and the younger brother are young, they also understand the truth behind it."

Daishan looked at Dorgon, suddenly talked about his clothes and knelt on the ground, saying: "Great Khan, although Daishan competed with the Great Khan for the Khan position before, Daishan never regretted it. But since my father Khan chose the Great Khan, Daishan

Shan Bian will abide by Father Khan's decision. What's more, the Great Khan has already proved that the Great Khan has enough ability to be the Great Khan. Dai Shan will not be wishful thinking. Please rest assured, the Great Khan, we will die for Father Khan's family fortune.

Keep it."

He hurriedly walked over, helped Daishan up, and Dorgon said emotionally: "Brother, we Jurchens were originally oppressed by the Ming Dynasty. It was my father who worked hard all his life that made him rich and gave us our daughter."
Chapter completed!