Xu Changqing left, Wang Pu held the wine glass and kept it on his lips. He had been keeping this movement for more than ten minutes, but there was no change at all.

He had used many tricks just now and wanted to know Xu Changqing's best strategy, but Xu Changqing never said it, just saying that the secrets should not be revealed and the time has not come.

But even if Xu Changqing didn't say it, Wang Pu could guess something vaguely.

The Zhongshou plan is almost as good as the heavens. Can that best plan be simple?

Wang Pu's heart was beating around, and he didn't know if it was because of the drunkenness or why, his face turned red again and again, and he felt a little bad.

By this time, Wang Pu had already touched Xu Changqing's temperament very much.

Although his brother is young and unreasonable, he is only one year older than his eldest daughter, but he is extremely calm in his work. He seems to like taking risks, but in fact he is careful planning and a comprehensive plan.

As for the best strategy, Wang Pu has actually done a good job today, but Xu Changqing still didn't say it. Wang Pu already understood that this is definitely an extraordinary terrifying plan!

If it succeeds, the chance... is probably absolutely amazing!

But once it fails...

"What should I do if I do a donkey ball!"

Wang Pu widened his eyes and looked at the top of the tent. Tonight, he was destined to suffer from insomnia.

…

As the rising sun gradually raised its head from the horizon to the east, August 6th came.

North of Songshan City, the Central Army Camp.

Hong Chengchou got up before the hour of Mao and patrol the camp himself.

At this time, although the situation has not reached the worst level, the Bijiashan Grain Road has been preserved, which is largely in line with the "to defend and wait for battle" plan formulated by Hong Chengchou. The main force of the Ming army still has a lot of room for leeway, but Hong Chengchou understood very well that he had few opportunities.

He had just received the news at dawn. That night, the two white flags cut across the line of defense at the heart of the Ming army and became increasingly stable.

Although I had not yet pushed to Bijia Mountain, I was less than ten miles away from Bijia Mountain, and several camps gathered there, with strong riders.

This means that the Qing army has already stuck the main force of the Ming army’s rear route!

Even if the food and grass in Songshan City were included, the main force of the Ming army on the front line could still last for ten days and half a month, but this was no different from chronic death and was named by the King of Hell.

Now, the morale of each unit is floating, let alone attack, defense is very difficult.

Fortunately, Hong Chengchou was scheming and conspiring to appease the generals of various troops yesterday, and he could barely maintain the current situation.

However, Hong Chengchou doesn’t know how long he can last for this stable time...

Once there is a mistake in any link...

Hong Chengchou couldn't imagine that kind of consequence.

Muran and Hong Chengchou remembered Xu Changqing again, the young and indifferent little ghost who was smart.

‘If, if that little ghost is smart, can this state bring surprise to himself?’

Thinking of this, Hong Chengchou suddenly shook his head and laughed.

Now it is almost a dead end, that is, the clever little ghost's cleverness really used his life to save several waves of tides. Otherwise, there would be no more overall situation now, and it would have collapsed long ago.

But the court...

Thinking of the urging order sent by the court again this morning, Hong Chengchou really had the urge to vomit blood and asked the heaven speechlessly!

After a while, Hong Chengchou was a little relieved and stroked the gray hair behind his forehead vigorously.

In the current situation of the two white flags, on the other side of Bijia Mountain, whether it is Wu Sangui, Cao Bianjiao, Wang Pu, or Xu Changqing, it is unlikely that they will be transferred here!

Although Cao Bianjiao and Wang Pu were some cavalrymen, Hong Chengchou understood very well how could their cavalrymen with less than 3,000 could compete with the elite Niulu of the two white flags?

It can only be relied on Wu Sangui!

But if Wu Sangui is stuck in Bijia Mountain, on the front side, the more than 10,000 people from Wu Sangui's camp will become stagnant...

Xu Changqing was even more unable to mobilize.

Hong Chengchou understands the situation in Bijia Mountain better than anyone else, just a group of miscellaneous soldiers!

If Xu Changqing hadn't...

Hong Chengchou shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Suddenly I discovered that even though I had tens of thousands of elite soldiers under my command, what I could really use was...

“What should I do?”

Hong Chengchou looked up at the blue sky, but did not move for a long time.

After a while, he finally recovered a little, and his eyes gradually became firmer!

In this state, I can only endure the death!

Wait for the Qing army to take action first, see

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What exactly will they make a choice!

And this node is in Bijia Mountain!

If Wu Sangui, Cao Bianjiao, Wang Pu, Xu Changqing and others could curb the two white flags' pace of continuing to advance eastward, then there would be some battles!

If not...

Hong Chengchou became much older in an instant, so he could only prepare for breaking through!

But the key is in this state, how can we pass this kind of thing onto the heads of various departments?

…

"Report————"

"Report———————”

"Eight hundred miles of Liaodong are urgent!!!"

Just as Hong Chengchou tossed and turned, outside the capital and Guangqu Gate, several cavalry galloped wildly and suddenly rolled in thick dust and smoke.

"It's the emergency military situation in Liaodong. Hurry up, let these masters enter the city first!"

"yes."

The old men in the Beijing camp guarding the gate have been adapting to this state these days. Faced with these information from Liaodong, they dared not neglect them. They were busy evacuating the people around them and allowing these almost desperate commanders to enter the city first.

Soon, the news was that it was that it arrived in the Forbidden City, and then in the Huangji Hall, which was attending court.

When I heard that it was an emergency military situation in Liaodong, the room was covered with black gauze and red, including the python robes and jade belts, they all subconsciously calmed down.

Emperor Chongzhen, who was sulking with these big guys and censors, suddenly became anxious and said to Wang Chengen beside him: "Parent Wang, please spread the military situation in Liaodong."

Even though Wang Chengen was old and in good health, how could he dare to neglect? He hurriedly brought the information over and handed it to Emperor Chongzhen.

Emperor Chongzhen was busy unfolding and reading it carefully.

In the huge Huangji Hall, a needle can be heard.

Everyone's eyes were all looking at Emperor Chongzhen, and even the big guys didn't dare to say a word.

Who can’t understand the current situation? This information from Liaodong is directly related to the Ming Dynasty’s destiny!

In this almost suffocating environment, everyone suddenly saw that Emperor Chongzhen's tense face gradually began to soothe.

Immediately, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The dragon robe, which was washed with a little white and had several patches, couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her fists were clenched.

"This is……"

The first palace was slightly turbulent.

Could it be that there is another good news on the Liaodong frontline?

When did our Ming army become so combat effectiveness?

Or, is it Xu Changqing again?

Everyone was a little curious, but at this time the emperor did not speak, and everyone could only suppress this curiosity and wait.

Since the strategic goal of rescuing Jinzhou was determined, the information sent from Liaodong to the capital has basically adhered to the rhythm of several letters every day.

In addition, Emperor Chongzhen was a diligent and overly diligent person and had almost no rest, which made many young officials who had no right to speak and could only kneel outside the Huangji Hall and went to court to be wooden men, their ears were all grinded out of cocoons by a name.

The one who was born in Jizhen, but was Xu Changqing with a very noble bloodline!

"good!"

"good!"

"OK!"

At this time, Emperor Chongzhen, who had been suppressing and tense, suddenly burst out and said three words "good" in a row, with a flushing expression as if he was covered with chicken blood.

"Parent Wang, hurry up, pass the good news to all your dear friends."

Emperor Chongzhen was excited and ready to hand over the good news to Wang Chengen.
To be continued...