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The Ming army was actually in an invincible position, and Kong Youde's route was basically the general strategy Li Yuanqing and Mao Wenlong had discussed before, so the military discussions went very smoothly.

The meeting started at seven o'clock, and before nine o'clock, the military meeting was over.

Li Yuanqing rode his horse to briefly inspect the defense line. Chen Zhong sent his own soldiers to tell Li Yuanqing that they would go to Chen Liangce's tent for a banquet at noon.

Li Yuanqing also took a break from his busy schedule and took advantage of this short period of time to return to his tent and have a good rest.

At this time, the Ming army's defense line outside Anzhou City ran from north to south and ran through the east and west.

The north-south defense line stretches for almost seven or eight miles, while the east-west defense line stretches for more than ten miles, completely blocking the outlet of the Daning River, the core of the river mouth plain.

As long as the main force of the Jin Army wants to take this route and return to Liao Dynasty, it will inevitably have a head-to-head battle with the Ming Army!

In Li Yuanqing's memory, in history, after Amin's main force of Hou Jin won a great victory in North Korea, they went to Hexi without stopping, where they joined Huang Taiji's main force and launched a new round of the Ningjin Campaign.

Although in history, Governor Yuan's "great power" caused Huang Taiji and the main force of Hou Jin to achieve little results, in fact, after the Battle of Ningyuan, the Ming Dynasty's layout on the Ningjin front line was completely shattered by the Hou Jin army.

, tens of thousands of Liao people, countless goods, soldiers, and food were taken away by the Jin army.

However, Commander Yuan was able to report a great victory to the imperial court simply because Ningyuan and Jinzhou were not lost and the main force of the Later Jin Dynasty retreated. Li Yuanqing was also speechless.

Of course, perhaps for Governor Yuan, if Hou Jin's main force did not break the city, it would indeed be considered a great victory.

At this time, Li Yuanqing speculated that according to Huang Taiji's shrewdness, there must be one link after another.

After the end of the Korean War, I am afraid that the main force of Houjin should be transferred to western Liaoning soon.

Although Governor Yuan cried and shouted that he wanted to negotiate peace with Hou Jinjun, Huang Taiji needed more confidence to support the throne below him.

He has already done the multiple-choice question on North Korea, and the next step must be western Liaoning.

However, at this time, Li Yuanqing was afraid that it would be difficult for him to get his wish.

At least, it is not that easy for the main Tatar forces in North Korea to return to Liao Dynasty quickly without leaving a few scars and losing a few heads.

While thinking about it, Li Yuanqing had returned to his tent before he knew it.

After Mao Wenlong came to Anzhou, Li Yuanqing and other generals decided to give a piece of flat land near Anzhou city to Mao Wenlong as Mao Wenlong's camp after a brief negotiation.

Li Yuanqing's camp was no longer located near the southern river mouth, but moved to two miles south of Anzhou City, in line with Mao Wenlong.

Of course, his position is somewhat worse than that of Mao Wenlong.

Don’t forget the well digger when you are drinking water.

Li Yuanqing has always maintained sufficient respect for Mao Wenlong.

Even though there was already a rift between the two at this time, Li Yuanqing did not want to force Mao Wenlong too much on the basis of ensuring his own safety.

Dongjiang is what it is today, and Liaodi is what it is today. No one understands better than Li Yuanqing how difficult it is!

Unless he has no choice but to make a choice, Li Yuanqing will never take the butcher's knife by himself and put Dongjiang in a place of eternal disaster!

Fortunately, the situation has gradually become clear at this time, and the scene that Li Yuanqing is most worried about may be difficult to happen.

Back at the camp, Liu Qiao and Shu Murong were not in the tent, and Cong Gurun was carefully embroidering an exquisite mandarin duck on his purse.

Seeing Li Yuanqing coming over, Cong Gu Lun was startled. His white and tender little hand was accidentally pricked by a needle. He let out a cry of "Ah", and blood was already gushing out from his white and tender fingers.

Li Yuanqing stepped forward quickly, put her little hand in his mouth with a smile, and gently sucked it a few times, "Are you okay? Why are you so careless?"

Cong Gu Lun was about to stand up and salute Li Yuanqing, but Li Yuanqing smiled: "No need. How did you sleep yesterday?"

Last night, Li Yuanqing stayed overnight in Shu Murong's tent, while Cong Gurun stayed alone in the empty room.

After all, it’s not enough to play tricks all the time. Li Yuanqing’s essence is precious.

Cong Gu Lun looked at Li Yuanqing obediently, his pretty face turned red, and whispered: "Master, slave, I still like to sleep in your arms."

Li Yuanqing laughed loudly, put his arms around Cong Gu Lun's delicate body, chose a more comfortable position, and leaned on the soft couch beside him.

Although Conggulun is the daughter of an old slave, she speaks Chinese very fluently.

This is actually a joke.

The old slave spent all his time trying to rectify the name of his dynasty and almost wanted to kill all the Han people under his rule. But in fact, even on many important state affairs, the words recorded were in Chinese.

Including his beloved youngest daughter Conggulun, she has also received Chinese and Mongolian education since childhood. As for the Jurchen slave language, she fell last.

At this time, Li Yuanqing felt very comfortable when he felt Cong Gu Lun's well-behaved manner.

The old slave probably never thought before he died that his precious daughter would eventually fall into his hands, Li Yuanqing.

Cong Gurun lay quietly on Li Yuanqing's chest, listening to Li Yuanqing's strong heartbeat, but in his heart, he was far from as calm as he appeared.

Today, Shu Murong originally invited her to go fishing in a tributary of the Daning River in the south.

Because it was early spring at this time, the river fish was very delicious. As a descendant of the Jurchens, Conggulun used to be very enthusiastic about this kind of thing.

But at this time, she didn't have so many thoughts.

She clearly remembered a conversation between Bago and her when they were in Haizhou.

"Little sister, you have to remember that even if you marry Li Yuanqing and give birth to Li Yuanqing's children, the blood of my loving Xinjieluo family still flows through you. This cannot be changed at any time.

Therefore, Bago hopes that you can contribute to the Aisin Gioro family when you can."

At this time, because of her cleverness and good at learning, she had already gained favor in front of Li Yuanqing.

But although Conggulun was young, she came from an imperial family after all. She deeply understood that once a woman participated in politics, it would definitely be the beginning of her nightmare.

But at this time, even she already knew that Amin's main backer was coming, and this...

After spending these days together, Li Yuanqing was already very familiar with Cong Gu Lun, and he was even more familiar with her body.

Feeling the slight trembling of her delicate body, Li Yuanqing smiled: "What? Are you worried?"

Cong Gu Lun raised her head dully, not daring to look into Li Yuanqing's eyes. But for a moment, she seemed to muster up the courage and did not avoid Li Yuanqing's gaze. She murmured: "Master, slave, I heard that Amin,

Amin and the others are coming."

Li Yuanqing nodded slowly, held Cong Gu Lun in his arms, let her face him face to face, and smiled slowly: "Not bad. It should be in the next few days. What do you think?"

Conggulun's tears couldn't stop pouring out. The more he cried, the sadder he became. He threw himself into Li Yuanqing's arms, murmuring and crying: "Master, slave, slave, I have been thinking, if slave is not Aixinjueluo's daughter,

Then, how great that would be..."

Li Yuanqing patted her back gently, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and used his movements to soothe her heart.

After a while, Cong Gu Lun was tired of crying. Li Yuanqing kissed her forehead gently, wiped away her tears, and said slowly: "People can't choose this kind of thing. No matter who it is, even if it's a god.

, and have no ability to choose their parents. Don’t get too entangled in this matter. You are now my beloved concubine."

"But, but..."

As Conggulun spoke, tears were about to well up again, but he did not dare to speak out.

Li Yuanqing smiled: "You don't have to worry about this. War is a man's business and has nothing to do with you."

As he said that, Li Yuanqing put his big hand into Cong Gu Lun's lapel, played with the familiar fullness, and said with a smile: "Are you afraid that Amin will hurt me? Or are you afraid that I will kill Amin?"

Cong Gu Lun nodded, but shook his head desperately: "Master, slave, I don't know. I really don't know. I don't know what to do in the future. I really don't know..."

Looking at her heartbroken face, Li Yuanqing held her in his arms, "Don't be too sad. You have to face this kind of thing head-on sooner or later! However, I can give you a guarantee! In the future,

If you have a son, then~~ he will be the Jurchen King!"

Cong Gu Lun was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at Li Yuanqing blankly.

For a moment, an indescribably alluring blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face. Coupled with the rain of pear blossoms, it was simply indescribably alluring.

"Master, master, actually, in fact, slave, slave, I can already...can really serve you..."

Conggulun finally plucked up the courage. After speaking, he threw himself into Li Yuanqing's arms.

Li Yuanqing couldn't help laughing and whispered in her ear: "This thing is really tempting. You are still too thin. I don't like such a thin woman. Next year, I will definitely not let you go.

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Conggulun was immediately overjoyed and clapped his hands happily and said: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely have a good meal in the future. I will not let you down."

Looking at the happy Cong Gu Lun, Li Yuanqing smiled and held her in his arms, but there was an indescribable smile at the corner of his mouth.

Old slave, your grandson will indeed become the Jurchen King!

What a pity. He is destined not to return to the white mountains and black waters you are most familiar with!

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After calming down Cong Gu Lun's mood, Li Yuanqing felt refreshed. He took Niu Gensheng and dozens of soldiers and rode to Chen Liangce's tent not far from the northeast.

Chen Liangce also spent a lot of money in order to obtain the military exploits he wanted in this battle.

He eliminated more than half of the old, weak, sick and disabled in his camp and incorporated them into auxiliary troops, leaving only more than a thousand of the most elite soldiers.

They are all veteran generals, and Chen Liangce understands very well that it is not the number of soldiers that is valuable, but the quality of them.
To be continued...