"#￥ your mother, kill this dog Tartar!"

"Dog Tartar, I#￥You eighteen generations of ancestors, let her go, let her go..."

"Baste, are you guys who are still the ones who carry them? Are you just watching these dogs and Tartars bully our sisters!"

"Dog Tartar, I swear, I will never be in harmony with you in my life..."

On the tall stage, on the first large-scale performance of "Ling'er Saves Father" was performed on the south gate of Haicheng. As the emotions gradually laid the foundation, the plot gradually progressed. After going through thousands of difficulties and dangers, Ling'er, who finally escaped from Qingzhou City, was once again discovered by the Qing army cavalry and fell directly to the ground.

In an instant, the entire south gate of Haicheng was boiling and almost exploded. Many people were going to go up and kill the male actor who played the Tartars.

Fortunately, Xu Changqing was prepared, so the generals and officials of various departments hurriedly stood up and stopped countless excited men who could not help themselves.

On the city gate building, seeing the men in such excitement, Xu Changqing couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

Such a script is violent enough.

The restlessness of the crowd was quickly controlled, but the stage play continued.

After being ruined by several ugly Tartars, the heroine Ling'er finally seized the opportunity, borrowed the night to burn away the war horses of several Tartars, and then ran to the beach with all her might.

Several Tartars screamed in anger, but without horses, they would not be able to catch up with Ling'er for a while, and they could only curse each other.

When Ling'er finally escaped to the beach, she picked up a small boat and fled to the sea alone. She looked forward to the direction of Haicheng, hoping that the legendary model army would launch rescue to them. Countless model army men, even if the Shangguans were pressing around, still couldn't control their emotions and cheered wildly.

"My model army wins thousands of victories!"

"The only one who can do dogs and Tartars in the world is my model army!"

"Model Army, Model Army..."

Many officers obviously would not rush over the men at this time, and many officers even turned their backs to wipe their tears.

This drama is so heartbreaking!

Whoever can reach the level of an officer in the model army is not a ruthless person, and who has no story?

In particular, most of the core of the Model Army is from Liao people, and the hatred towards the Tartars does not need to be expressed in words. Over the years, this gene of hatred has long been engraved into the bones.

However, the show is not over yet.

Ling'er finally escaped to Haicheng, but faced new problems. Who should she ask for help? How should she deal with herself as a broken flower and willow, and can she survive?

At this time, an actress with a very gentle appearance and about her early thirties appeared. The two women secretly said intimate words and gave Ling'er the answer.

"The men of the Model Army are all good men. They won't mind these things. As long as you are a good person and your duty is done, everything will be fine."

Finally, Ling'er came to the Model Army camp with the help of this intimate sister.

At this time, the atmosphere at the south end of Haicheng was completely at its highest level.

Almost all the men shouted that they didn't mind Ling'er's past, they wanted to be a "take-up man" and would definitely avenge Ling'er and save Ling'er's father from the hands of the Tartars!

Xu Changqing's eyes also turned red for a moment, and he lit a bag of cigarettes with emotion.

This matter has basically been done!

What was the reason why he had never attacked the Qing army until this time? Isn’t it just to use the Qing army to remove many impurities around the Shandong Left Alliance?

Just this kind of ‘

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When the buyer’s glorious thoughts are revealed, the entire trend will be under his control!

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The performance that night was very successful!

Originally, Li Youwei and the others were only going to act in two plays, but they could not stand the enthusiasm of the men. In the end, they could only take turns to perform "The New White-Haired Girl" again.

Especially the "New White-Haired Girl" where Chen Yuanyuan personally played the heroine, she was completely like a fish in water, making the white-Haired actress alive, and the anger and cheers in the venue almost never stopped.

Even the many Tartar racist patrolling outside the city were confused. What was going on? What happened in Haicheng? Could someone rebel?

In the end, the news reached Dorgon's ears, which made Dorgon so excited that he didn't sleep for the middle of the night, but he didn't even reach the bird's feathers.

With the success of the premiere, in the next few days, all troops sent strong demands to watch the performance. The Matchmaker was particularly strong. After all, she was a woman and knew that it was difficult for women.

There are also people's calls that are getting higher and higher, and everyone even paid money together to watch the performance.

The previous vicious tricks of Hong Chengchou were quickly completely suppressed from Haicheng, and replaced them with countless people in Haicheng's hatred for the Tartars!

On the eighth day of the third month, the opera troupe finally moved to Haicheng City.

After the Empress Zhou, Zhang Baozhu, Zhu Mai and others secretly went over and saw it, Empress Zhou found Xu Changqing that night and said that as long as she could fight the Tartars, she would fully cooperate with Xu Changqing's affairs in all aspects.

Just after Xu Changqing comforted Empress Zhou and others, news came from Qingzhou that when it was dark today, Qingzhou City was broken.

However, Xu Changqing had already greeted King Heng Zhu Youqi, and Zhu Youqi was prepared and hid in a private secret room in the city to hide, and with his substitute, he pretended to flee in a hurry.

Moreover, Zhu Youqian deliberately kept a move, and transferred more than half of his property before the city was destroyed.

But even though he had already transferred half of it, the accumulation of King Heng's mansion over the years and generations of generations still made Jirgalang and Wu Sangui look dazzling.

In the inner study, Xu Changqing looked at the battle report in his hand, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, his fists were clenched tightly, and then, it creaked!

The time for counterattack is becoming more and more mature!

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"Report-Master-Master, the Tartars gathered a population of nearly 400,000 around Linzi, and they were already close to Haicheng..."

"Master General, the 300,000 people near Qingzhou City have also begun to set off. It is estimated that within ten days, we will be able to reach our Haicheng area."

"Master General, Tan Bai failed to attack Dengzhou City and has retreated to the western front..."

“…”

In the next few days, Xu Changqing continued to collect new information from all aspects.

At this time, Zhang Dagong, Li Zhu and others built more than a dozen hot air balloons. Although they had never launched fortifications on the Qing army, they were not idle.

The powerful advantages of hot air balloon detection are gradually emerging, and the surrounding movements cannot be hidden from Xu Changqing's eyes.

Xu Changqing also began to plan quickly to speed up the progress of things.

March 17.

Finally, the Qing army's slave crowd was finally in place.

Early in the morning, they took advantage of the advantages of many local forts and pushed the front towards Haicheng. At least 50,000 or 60,000 Han slaves were pushed forward by them like pigs and sheep, starting to fill the ravines and lead the war to Haicheng.

By March 19th, the Qing army's 100-meter-high earth-mounted fort was pushed three miles away from Haicheng.

At this time, Xu Changqing didn't need to move

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The hatred of the model military men towards the Tartars has reached a completely new dimension.

One of them covers an area of ​​at least a few acres and is surrounded by several earthen forts around them like stars holding the moon. Dorgon led Jirgalang, Duoduo, Ebilong, including Wu Sangui, Bai Guangen, and Tang Tong, who had returned to the army, to observe the defense of Haicheng together.

Compared with the previous downs and downs, at this time, more than a dozen cities were conquered in succession, and the Qing army was full of money, and its morale was incomparable to the past.

Dorgon was also full of energy, and he was a few years younger. He looked at Haicheng, which was still airtight and said, "Everyone, who can have a clever plan to help me break this Haicheng?"

Wu Sangui also had the sweetness of burning, killing, looting, and he had already had a conspiracy with Xie Sixin and others these days. Seeing that everyone did not dare to express their opinions for a while, for fear of being cannon fodder, he immediately stepped forward and smiled:

"Regent, Haicheng is like a wall of iron at this time. With the view of being a humble person, it is really unwise to attack. However, at this time, within a few hundred miles of the surrounding Haicheng, spring farming has basically been abandoned. We should be more likely to be siege! There is no need to be too long. At most, at least three or two months, the size of Haicheng will be so large that the food and grass will definitely not be able to bear it."

When Bai Guangen and Tang Tong saw that Wu Sangui was going to take the lead, they all agreed.

Although they had many conflicts with Wu Sangui, they were all grasshoppers on the same rope at this time and had to stand on the united front.

Dorgon nodded, but was not satisfied with Wu Sangui's answer.

How could he not know that besieging Haicheng was the best way for the Qing Dynasty at this time?

However, food and grass are tight for Haicheng, and the Qing Dynasty is also tight for them!

After all, they had just entered the pass, and many things had not stabilized, especially many "iron crops" that had arrived in the capital one after another. It was a bit exaggerated to say that they were burning, killing, looting, but it was no different from bandits entering the village. Except for not killing people, they were extremely bad in all aspects.

There were almost no Han people in the entire inner city of the capital at this time. In addition to a few big traitors, they also retained the inner city's houses. The current inner city of the capital is completely "Manchuria City".

This also directly led to the displacement of countless people in the capital and began to flee in all directions. The capital's spring plowing situation this year is also extremely bad.

The Qing Dynasty did have the power of a country, which could support it than Haicheng, but the refugee army was not at ease, so there was not much time left for Dorgon to solve the situation in Haicheng...

Seeing that Dorgon did not speak, Wu Sangui's expression changed slightly, but he stopped talking for a while.

He has already made an opinion, but if you don't accept it, it's not that he is not qualified, and it's not impossible to attack the city, but Wu Sangui will definitely not be able to be cannon fodder.

This is true for Bai Guangen, Tang Tong and others.

Anyway, they don’t have money, so they have gained some gains now. Just wait patiently. Anyway, if you really want to go, they won’t be alone in fighting Xu Changqing.

Seeing that Wu Sangui and other Han slaves were all silent, they were obviously afraid of being beaten by Xu Changqing. Even if Dorgon was unhappy, he would not have the opportunity to attack at this time, so he couldn't help looking at Jiergalang.

How could Jirgalang not understand Dorgon’s meaning?

If Han slaves do not work hard, can Mongolian slaves and armored people be willing to work hard?

Including them, who dares to fight Xu Changqing rashly?

After a moment, he nodded to Dorgon and signaled that Dorgon would do exactly what he meant.
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