There were more than 100 Rakshasa soldiers in the Duoduo camp, and these people were physically strong, familiar with battle formations, and had the ruthlessness to kill them if they picked up their weapons.

When he was practicing martial arts last month, none of the 200 elite Bayala under his command were any match for these people, but they were too few in number. And this time, more than 2,300 people came at once, and he immediately had another strong team in his hands!

He said with some emotion: "It is said that the Rakshasa country is sparsely populated, and the fact that the Ninth Brother can transfer so many Rakshasa soldiers must have promised them great benefits." ”

Ma Xiang said in a low voice: "The last general heard that His Royal Highness the Prince Regent promised the Rakshasas that when the war in Jiangnan was over, he would send troops north to help them suppress the Buryat department. ”

Duoduo frowned, and said in his heart that Daqing had no control over Khalkha at the moment, so how could he do it if he wanted to send troops to the Buryat Ministry in the far north? It's just to coax these Rakshasas.

How did he know that the Russians were not fools, and that Dolgon had promised to leave a place north of the city of Yaksa for the Russians to garrison and supply food and grass to facilitate their conquest of Siberia, so that he borrowed more than 2,000 soldiers and horses.

It's just that it's easy to invite God and it's hard to send God, especially since ancient times Russia has had a perverted greed for land, and Dolgon's rush to seek medical treatment has left a huge hidden danger.

A few days later, Gong Adai and Bai Yintu led a total of 20,000 troops with the Yellow Banner and the Yellow Banner to arrive in Yangzhou. These soldiers are directly led by the Manchu emperor, not to mention the full staff, and at the same time, the weapons, armor, and training are extremely sophisticated, and they are also very picky about the source of soldiers, and even many children of Manchurian courtiers are among them, and their morale and will to fight are absolutely top in the Qing army.

So far, 150,000 Qing troops have been assembled near Yangzhou.

Duoduo looked at the dozens of miles of company camp that had disappeared into the sky, and his heart was also excited. Since Taizu Xingjing raised troops, to the founding of the Qing Dynasty, there has never been such a majestic army, the soldiers are full of food, the weapons are sharp, he can command such a mighty army to sweep the south of the Yangtze River, and he will be able to leave his name in the history of the Qing Dynasty in the future, and be admired by future generations!

When he was full of ambition, Bai Yintu walked to his side, took out a wooden box from his arms and handed it over, "Prince Yu, His Royal Highness the Prince Regent still has a secret order handed over to you, and you must act in accordance with this." ”

Duoduo hurriedly and cautiously took over the wooden box, removed the wax seal on it and took out the secret letter, sure enough, it was written by Dolgon himself, but there were only a few sentences - the battle of the Southern Expedition was related to the national fortune of the Qing Dynasty, and it was a great matter, and it must not be taken lightly.

One more, it is necessary to follow the ancestral teachings, and to carry more chariots when in battle. The southerners are fighting with no more than sharp firearms, and the key to restraining firearms is to restrain them. Don't take it lightly!

The three no's are not to underestimate the enemy, not to divide the troops, and not to advance. The previous Bolo, Lekedehun and even Luo Luohun and others all committed these three things, and they were defeated. Our army is several times larger than that of the southerners, and the warriors of Jianzhou can fight well, and they will win the enemy head-on. And how cunning the southerners are, Brother Wang only needs to fight steadily and steadily, gather the army and sweep all the way away, and Jiangnan will be broken just around the corner!

Duoduo condensed and chewed on what his brother said, and couldn't help but sigh, the ninth brother is worthy of being the "Morgen Daiqing" of the Qing Dynasty, although he is far away in the capital, but he sees the overall situation very thoroughly.

Not long ago, it was precisely because of the light enemy and the division of troops that he wanted to take advantage of the civil strife in the Southern Ming Dynasty and send several people to cross the Yangtze River to the south to attack and harass, but he was unexpectedly broken by the Southern Army. Shi Tingzhu, Mu Jilun and other troops suffered heavy losses, losing more than 3,000 soldiers, and even the Aisonggu department was almost completely wiped out, and even Aisonggu himself has not been heard from so far.

He secretly made up his mind that he must follow the teachings of the ninth brother, and this southern expedition will definitely be able to settle the situation in one battle!

……

"Ahh

Aisungu sneezed twice in a row and tightened his collar hard, but he still couldn't stop the cold winter wind from burrowing into his arms.

He was defeated by Gan Hui that day, and hurriedly ran towards the river with the defeated army, in an attempt to escape back to the north bank. But he didn't die, the boat he was riding on was originally parked on the edge of the Yangtze River, and when he ran to the docking, he only saw that the water was scorched black, and the soldiers who left the boat to defend the boat were also killed or wounded.

When he asked, he learned that there was a nearby Han village who came here to attack last night, and although the guards did not die much, the more than 100 fishing boats were burned down.

In desperation, he had no choice but to flee along the Yangtze River, becoming the only senior officer of Jianyu who did not return to Yangzhou.

Aisongu wore cotton armor when he was defeated, so he didn't feel cold, but when he fled for his life, the cotton armor was too conspicuous, so he could only throw it all away, and abandon his war horse, and only took a few henchmen to jump into the gutter at night, so he was lucky to survive.

At this time, the ragged shirt he was wearing was later intercepted and robbed by several passers-by, not only thin, but also very ill-fitting, freezing his nose straight down.

But the clothes made him look more like a refugee, and he was less likely to arouse suspicion. Fortunately, because of the previous war between the Ming and Qing dynasties, many refugees flocked to Nanjing every day to survive, and many of them had already shaved their hair, so he was mixed in and was able to survive so far.

Aisongu craned his neck to look at the long snake-like team in front of him, there were still three or four hundred refugees in the soup kitchen, he couldn't help but shake his head and muttered: "There are so many people, I don't know if there is still a little soup left......

Behind him, Guo Lin'a, who was also dressed as a refugee, hurriedly pulled his arm and whispered, "Second master, don't make a sound!" ”

But it was too late, a tall man in front of him turned his head and said suspiciously: "Listen to your accent, it's not from Jiangnan, right?" ”

Ai Songgu was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head, "I, I fled from Shandong. ”

"No, you don't have a Shandong accent......"

Guo Lin'a hurriedly answered in official dialect: "Ah, my second master has a bad tongue since he was a child, and his accent is a little weird. ”

The tall man didn't study it in detail, and said, "Shandong, but you have suffered a lot, right?" ”

Guo Lin'a nodded and said: "Ah, yes, I was hurt by Tartars and Tartars, I didn't hear that there are many good sheds in Nanjing, and I plan to try my luck." ”

"Hey, listen to my brother, don't go to Nanjing. Recently, refugees from all over the country have flocked to Nanjing, and you see that it is still a hundred miles away from the city, and it is difficult to receive relief porridge and rice. ”

Aisungu was frightened by hunger these days, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?" ”

The tall man looked them up and down, and said, "You two are also strong, so why don't you go to Jiangning with me." ”

"Jiang Ning has something to eat?"

The tall man whispered mysteriously: "I, Feng San, have fled from Jiangxi to here, but I have a trick to eat. ”

"Ask me too."

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's just that if you follow closely behind the Ming army, you will definitely be able to eat."

Guo Lin glanced at him, "Come on, follow the soldiers, it's not bad not to be eaten." "But he lives for himself.

Feng San smiled: "You guys are from Jiangbei, you may not know. Today, the son loves the people like a son, and has cut taxes several times to help disasters, and the army is even more strict in military discipline, and has not committed any crimes against the people. You haven't even heard nursery rhymes being sung - Jun Hanxing, blessing the people, and benefiting the people. ”