In later generations, there was a famous villain male lead in a well-known TV series. There was a very thorough quote: "Life is like a chess. You have to go from point a to point b, and then from point b to point c. This is a logical process. If you think of point a and then you have not settled down, wouldn't it be a mess?"

God, I don’t know whether the ancestors blessed Xu Changqing of the Ming Dynasty, but Xu Changqing has done this to the extreme!

Now it’s time to reap rewards!

In the "crackling" rainstorm, visibility quickly became sluggish, but the soldiers of the model army still maintained their original formation without moving at all. The auxiliary soldiers of each unit were still busy quickly.

At this time, the Qing army had actually lost almost all the possibility of rushing to the formation, but in the end there was still a slight chance.

After all, the rain has just begun and the ground has not been wet yet. If you don’t have any chance of life, you will have to fight to the end. Even if the model army can hold on, it will definitely have to pay a big price.

Xu Changqing was also waiting to see if Dorgon and others had such bloodiness!

Unfortunately, after waiting for more than ten minutes, Xu Changqing had already made the worst preparations, but he still did not wait for the Qing army to take action.

Xu Changqing was a little indescribable and excited, but also indescribable bitterness.

Isn’t his method of dealing with the Qing army at this time... the means by the Qing army to deal with the Ming Dynasty in history?

"I don't need to run too fast, I just need to run faster than you!"

I have to say that this is a tragedy of the times and a pain that the Chinese nation can never erase!

After waiting for nearly half an hour, there was still no movement on the Qing army. Xu Changqing's whole body was covered with heavy rain, but he didn't care.

He stood on the tall and majestic Yuanrong Carriage, surrounded by countless flags symbolizing supreme power, and opened his arms indulgently, allowing every cell in his body to feel everything in this world.

Regardless of whether the scene looks good or not!

No matter how much the model army paid at this time!

No matter what kind of fucking there is, it doesn’t matter what kind of fucking is there!

The final victory belongs to the model army!

This is enough.

Even if you have to bear the infamous reputation in the future, or even be called a tyrant, you are very happy with merit, even if you have swords and swords and axes and halberds, what are you afraid of?

At least at this time, Xu Changqing, truly and firmly took the first step of the Chinese nation's real resistance to the tyranny of the Qing Dynasty, and successfully achieved the final victory!

...

Unlike the model army that was quickly packing up the battlefield and celebrating excitedly in the heavy rain, at this time, more than ten miles away, the temporary camp of the Qing army was silence like death. The countless continuous temporary camp tents were almost no movement except for the sound of raindrops slapping on the camp tent.

It would be fine if the war was lost, but God had to fight them. In this weather, we couldn't even cook, so we could only deal with it with the cold ones.

What's more, I can't even eat cold mouths, so I can only drink some rainwater...

My whole body was soaked, and there was no firewood to burn, so I could only boil it...

Even though it was only late summer and early autumn, the weather was not cold, and the Qing army was full of iron-like men, who would be in a good mood in this state?

Central Army.

Dorgon's big tent.

The situation is not much better.

The firewood was wet and burned in the brazier. It was like a smoke maker. The Manchu and Mongolian royal family were also wet, looking at Dorgon with their eyes.

Dorgon kept closing his eyes. Almost in a moment, the person was twice as thin as he was. From a distance, he seemed to have some Taoist bone fairy style, but when he looked close, he looked like a big zombie...

If Dorgon had played the zombie film of Uncle Jiu at this time, he would not have to put on makeup at all...

In the suppressed silence, no one knew what Dorgon thought, and he dared not say much.

Duoduo is also like an old monk at this time

Entering meditation, let the raindrops in the clothes flow down on your forehead, as if they have already melted.

Daishan and Jirgalang looked at each other, and they were both speechless and sad.

Why this is it!

Why is this the Qing Dynasty so great?

pity……

The cruel reality is right in front of them, and they must face it.

Dai Shan originally wanted to speak, but with the defeat of Kuandian, his "golden body" was already damaged, so he hurriedly looked at Jirgalang.

How could Jirgalang not understand Dai Shan’s meaning? But at this time he didn’t have time to think about anything else. The Qing Dynasty was like this. If no one stood up and took on some things, there would be a big problem.

At that time, whose interests can not be affected?

Even if they can retreat outside the pass, how could they let them go with Xu Changqing's character and the new and old hatreds of the Ming and Qing dynasties over the past few decades?

"Ahem..."

Jirgalang cleared his throat, and everyone suddenly became clever and came back to their senses from the wandering.

"Everyone, everyone, my Qing Dynasty was indeed slightly downside at this time, but ~, the damage today is not too great. Prince Yu, you are the pioneer, let me first talk about what the casualties of your white flag are?"

"Um?"

Duoduo was clever and frowned.

After a moment, he also understood what Jiergalang meant, and coughed twice, saying, "What Prince Zheng said is right. Although I was a pioneer in the white flag, the real casualties of the slaves under my command were only one thousand people, mainly because they damaged some war horses, which was not worth worrying. Prince Su, what about you?"

Haoge also reacted, "My Zhenglan Banner is a little less than the inlaid white Banner. Only more than 100 slaves were injured and killed. They also lost some war horses, which were within an acceptable range. However, these efforts were not in vain. We have also captured many more detailed information about the model arms at this time."

Haug said, scanning everyone.

The meaning is very clear. My efforts have achieved fruitful results, and no one can blame me.

Duoduo frowned slightly, but soon felt relieved.

At this critical moment, I still have to get over the matter first. Now, it seems that no one has to be held responsible.

Luo Luohong also reacted and said respectfully: "Regent, my lord, with the observation of slaves, the casualties of the Model Army are at least tens of thousands. The casualties alone are probably not less than five thousand. In this battle, we not only did not lose, but won a great victory!"

Sony, Fan Wencheng, Hong Chengchou, Ning Wan and other civil officials also came to their senses, and the beautiful flattery suddenly spread out without any money.

It seemed that the Qing Dynasty was not defeated by the model army, but was just a strategic retreat and achieved an overwhelming absolute victory!

It’s just that the head in this ‘big victory’ was robbed, but everyone tacitly said nothing about it…

Seeing that the atmosphere became lively, even if everyone was eating cold steamed buns, they could negotiate a business worth hundreds of millions of billions of dollars. Dorgon's face finally regained some blood, gradually looking better, and slowly opened his eyes: "Everyone, everyone is right. My Qing Dynasty is just a strategic choice, choosing the combat method that my Qing Dynasty is best at! Moreover, in the Lianghuai, Denglai, including many areas in central and southern Shandong, our Qing Dynasty still has elite troops left behind. Perhaps, it takes only a few days to get better news. Why is it dejected?"

Everyone hurriedly criticized and said yes.

yes.

Even if the "dumb" in front of me has to be over, they have destroyed Xuzhou. If nothing unexpected happens, they will break the Lianghuai city. The problem is not big. Even if everyone has paid a lot of money, they will definitely make a comeback and get a bird's hair again?

In this harmonious atmosphere of "emperor's new outfit", the core members of the Qing Dynasty quickly reached an agreement.

However, everyone tacitly said that Haicheng, the Model Army, and the next arrangement of the main force.

Tomorrow's events, tomorrow says, come today

Tell me a ball?

...

The Qing army gradually recovered through their unique methods, and the model army was almost done with it and began to retreat strategically.

The heavy rain was already a little lighter at this time. Countless rooster buses carried many corpses and weapons and armor, gathered into long dragons and reached the sea city.

As for the bodies of the model military men, they were all covered by the auxiliary soldiers who rushed over, and the civilians were covered with a long-prepared tarpaulin, so that they could not be seen.

This is the world of adults, and everyone is tacitly aware of it.

Chicken buses carrying huge war horses came to the big square at the south gate of Haicheng. At this time, it had completely turned into a slaughterhouse.

Hundreds of butchers who were urgently drawn from the city, together with their sons and apprentices, directly fabricated these war horses on the spot.

Around these "butcher sheds", there are thousands of "kitchen sheds". In these sheds, thousands of fire soldiers, together with thousands of women who are proficient in cooking, are rapidly making these war horse meat with thousands of big pots.

no way.

At this time, it was raining again in the ghost weather. If the horse meat could not be cooked as soon as possible, it would not be preserved at all, and it would be easy to breed epidemics.

But such a large scale is still far from enough!

Because the Model Army has briefly counted at this time, it has harvested up to 8,000 war horses, and this will be just the beginning.

One war horse is enough to cook two large pots.

Even if you throw away some of the meat in the water, it can be cooked at least one and a half pots.

It is certain that I have been busy all night here all night.

Outside the south gate of Haicheng, many corpses of Tartars had been piled into several hills, and many civilians were constantly transporting tangled coal wrapped in oil cloth to the side. As soon as the rain stopped, they immediately burned the thousand-killing killers to ashes.

The source of the epidemic must be strangled to death.

Within several walls of Haicheng, many chefs from Haicheng restaurants were transferred here, almost one team after another, and they were busy happily and quickly, cooking a big meal for the children and making ginger soup.

Everyone in Haicheng has the honor of the victory of the Model Army!

There are teams of model soldiers returning to the city quickly and efficiently and orderly at the dozen or so large gates at the south gate of Haicheng.
To be continued...