At the end of the conversation, he couldn't speak anymore and started to choke up. Li Meng shook his head and said:

"Don't be like a woman. Today I heard a lot of words from a broken bone and heart. If you do your best, Jiaozhou Camp will not treat you badly!"

Sun Chuanting thought to himself that the Shandong soldiers are indeed different from the world, and Li Meng is even more unique. He can actually make the people below loyal to him like this. If Emperor Chongzhen could do this, he could not help but be alert to himself when he thought of this. He is no longer a minister of the Ming Dynasty, and this position must be clearly distinguished.

He cleared his throat and began to arrange it in a low voice.

If we say that from the garrison to the Qianzong was actually demoted, why did Jia Dashan so grateful? The garrison in the Zhecheng area was only an external department in the Jiaozhou camp system. If you have any problems in Guide Mansion, you have to discuss with the Qianzong and the military farm leaders of several other battalions before you can decide.

Moreover, after the official position of the foreign system was awarded, this official position was a gift, and there was no possibility of promotion in this system. Jia Dashan didn't feel anything when he was outside, but after contacting the Jiaozhou Camp group, he naturally knew what the future was.

But I have been put on a garrison title, and basically I am killed here. There is no possibility of being ambitious. Whenever I think of this, I regret it. But if there are any children in my family who are seeking official positions and joining the army, they will be sent to Shandong to learn from scratch in order to achieve ambitiousness.

Although his family didn't understand and thought that there was someone to take care of the Zhecheng army, Jia Dashan knew in his heart that if he was under his own hands in Zhecheng, he would never have to talk about progress. In the future, Li Erlang would achieve great things, and his side guards would still have to reduce the vassals.

I made great contributions to what I told Jining today, but I was indeed rewarded. I started from scratch by becoming the Qiangma General of the Camp. This is equivalent to being accepted by Li Meng into the Jiaozhou Camp system, growing up in this system, and being completely accepted as one of them. Although every time I discuss the matter, the behavior of the other two Qiangma Generals made Jia Dashan uncomfortable, but also made him envious. I didn't expect that I could do this today.

When the sun was about to set, Jia Dashan, followed by several guards, rode out of the city and hurried towards Henan.

Starting from the fifth day of April, Jining Prefecture temporarily became the center of Shandong's military territory, and orders were sent out from here. Martial law began to be imposed at the junction of Shandong and Henan and the northern Zhili and southern Zhili. All forces were strictly guarded and investigated, so that spies must not be allowed to infiltrate.

At the same time, the Jiaozhou Camp stationed in various places were also on alert, and all people near the barracks were killed without mercy.

The old camps of Jinan Prefecture and Dongchang Prefecture, the Yanzhou Prefecture and Guide Prefecture, and the Huaiyang Army of Nanzhili were all ready to set sail at any time. However, everyone was confused and didn't know why they did this.

The direct military generals of Jiaozhou Camp all knew it. Li Chuang and Cao Cao wanted to fight with Zuo Liangyu in Zhuxian Town, so they would let them fight. It was not our business to fight to death. Shandong just needs to be optimistic about its own territory, whether it is Zuo Liangyu or Li Zicheng. They have suffered great losses in Jiaozhou Camp. After that lesson, they will definitely not be boring.

Since Songshan fell and Jinzhou surrendered to Kaicheng, the only few remaining fortresses in Jinzhou and Shanhaiguan were suddenly lost and had to face the offensive of the Tatar army alone.

A few loud "boom" sounds made people feel that the ground began to tremble. When the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, you can see that there was a large gap in the wall of the small city in the distance.

A genius leader waved the flag in his hand continuously. The Qing soldiers who had been waiting for a long time rushed over with shouts. Since the cannon was placed under the city, no Ming army was seen again at the top of the city and at the gap.

In this group of Qing army's main formation, several generals riding horses ignored the soldiers rushing forward and came toward the cannon. When they saw these people coming, dozens of Qing soldiers guarding around the cannon formation drove away the cannon soldiers and cleared out a place.

"Prince Zheng, this Han dog thing is really useful. When I went out to fight, I was afraid of these cannons. The Ming army's bastard fled quickly when he fought. It didn't work, but this cannon was really powerful. He could hit him with one shot. Even the iron man couldn't stop it."

Several Qing generals came to the artillery. They all turned around and got off the horse. A veteran dressed in Dorobel smiled and slapped the cannon. Prince Zheng Jirgalang was a middle-aged man. After hearing the laughter of the veteran, he frowned slightly and said warmly:

"Rao Yubeile, you can't say this in the future. If it weren't for the Han soldiers and craftsmen brought by King Sanshun, we would have such a military and national weapon."

The veteran was a little embarrassed and quickly bowed to agree. Jirgalang was leading the army outside, talking more than when he was in front of Huang Taiji. Seeing a group of soldiers constantly rushing into the small town along the gap, no one knew that the big thing was decided, he said calmly:

"The soldiers in the artillery are all meritorious ministers of the Qing Dynasty. Let me continue to give them the cannon tonight, and they will be rewarded with wine and meat, and they will be remembered for merit!"

A soldier over there passed the words. The Han artillery soldiers who were driven away just now cheered and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank him.

"Look, these slaves are so grateful that they can give some benefits. With them playing tricks and charging ahead, our Manchurian athletes can sacrifice fewer."

"What Prince Zheng said is that after capturing Songshan, the number of people on the Sanshun King and Xushun Gong increased a lot. No matter how I think about it, I was angry. The emperor led us to kill Songshan, but the number was divided into several surrendered generals. I really don't understand."

Prince Zheng Jierhalang opened his mouth but still didn't speak. Being cautious in words and actions was his usual principle. Otherwise, his father Shurhazi would not be able to die after his brother Amin was banned by Nurhaci and Huang Taiji, and his position was getting higher and higher. Now he is also a real nobleman in the Qing Dynasty.

Jirgalang wanted to say, "Now the Emperor and Prince Rui are close to those Han people, so let's talk less!" There is also a saying that is originally in my heart, "You Abatai is because of this too much talk, and you are still in this position today, why don't you know the lesson?"

The veteran standing beside Jiergalang is Aisin Gioro Abatai, Aisin Gioro Nurhaci's seventh son, and he is still the brother of Emperor Huang Taiji of the Qing Dynasty, and Huang Taiji is the eighth son.

The Jurchens have the tradition of having a son based on their mother's honor. Abatai is born in a low position. When Huang Taiji was accused of rank, he thought he would be named Heshuo Beile. Who would have thought that he would be granted the title of ordinary Beile, but Abatai was very dissatisfied. There were many complaints openly and secretly, which made Huang Taiji very unhappy.

However, after all, he has the status of a royal family. Over the years, he has made a lot of future success with Mangourtai, Jirgalang, Ajige and others to fight in the east and west. Now he is Dorobel. In normal history, Dorobel is also the prince, which is also his own status.

Abatai was always a little unfair. Huang Taiji was younger than him, Dorgon, Dodo, and Ajige were even younger brothers, and Jirhalang was still his cousins. These people were either princes or had already been granted the title of Beile earlier than him, and the difference in status and treatment was too big.

But by now, Abatai is already in his early fifties. It is already a long time to live to be 60 years old at this time. At this age, there is no hope, and now I can only say a few complaints.

The shouts of killing in the city lasted for a short time. Facing the Qing army brigade that looked like a wolf and a tiger, the small Xingshan Fort could not last long, and soon died and surrendered.

Perhaps it was to stay in the last form, and no one paid attention to the flag flying at the top of the city. It was not until the brief battle that a Jirgalang, who was carrying a big sword, walked up to the top of the city. He cut off the flagpole with a knife and watched the military flag falling down.

It was because of the great victory with absolute advantage that the Qing army had such leisure to do these trivial things. After the military flag of Xingshan Fort landed, the Ming army prisoners who had already walked out of the city dejectedly, saw this scene and couldn't help but feel desperate and burst into tears.

The Qing soldiers escorted the prisoners too lazy to pay attention to it. When the military flag was cut off, the Qing soldiers inside and outside the city cheered in unison. Prince Zheng Jirgalang and Dororao Yubeile Abatai looked at the situation with great momentum, and they were both worried and smiled.

While cheering, Jirgalang said calmly:

"Abatai, look at the Han army slaves around you, aren't you cheering too!"

When Abatai heard this, he turned around and saw that the Han soldiers who were engaging in artillery just now also cheered, and his joy was even stronger than the soldiers in Zhenmanzhou. Abatai spitted on the ground with contempt, with great disdain.

While the Qing army led by Jirgalang were cheering, several horses rushed from the north. The soldiers in the back team stepped forward to stop them, but immediately retreated and bowed respectfully.

As we got closer, we could hear the knights on the horses shouting loudly:

"The Lord has a will, and the Lord has a will."

Jiergalang and Abatai looked at each other and swept away the remaining small Ming army castles between Jinzhou and Shanhaiguan. It was not a big battle. It can be said that they were 100% sure. Why did Shengjing send people here? Since Concubine Chen passed away last year, Huang Taiji's body has become even weaker.

The emperor was weak and seriously ill and could no longer leave Shengjing City. Shengjing was also in a turbulent undercurrent, and the situation was quite subtle. Prince Zheng Jirgalang was always unwilling to mix in such a situation. This time he went to the battle to sweep the country, so that he would not be involved in Shengjing.

Seeing these guards who were sending the orders rushed over, they couldn't help but burst into a thunder. Prince Zheng had no smile on his face. He stared at the cavalry who had not yet dismounted, wondering if something was wrong with Shengjing.

Several cavalrymen arrived, and the leader quickly turned over and dismounted, took out a bright yellow silk roll from the wooden box behind him, and spoke loudly:

"By the will of heaven, the emperor ordered that Xuandoluo Raoyu Beile Abatai set off for Beijing immediately with the imperial envoy, and there must be no mistakes, I will be given this!"

After reading, the cavalry hurriedly bowed and bowed to Jirgalang and Abatai and greeted him:

"I'm going to send a favor to Prince Zheng, Rao Yubeile. The emperor's urges me so hard that I can't delay it. Please ask Master Beile to go to Beijing with his servants!"

Abatai had no idea what had happened at all. When he heard Huang Taiji suddenly summoned him, he felt extremely nervous. He looked back at Jiergalang standing there. At this time, Prince Zheng was already concerned about his mouth and nose, his face was as clear as water, and he stood calmly on the side, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

The cavalryman who sent the order smiled and urged:

"Master Beile, the emperor is urging him tightly, let's go quickly!"

The imperial palace in Shengjing is said to be imitating the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty, but the layout is much more cramped. Compared with the imperial palace in the Ming Dynasty, this place is much more deserted.

Emperor Huang Taiji of the Qing Dynasty was getting worse day by day. In addition to being deserted, the palace also had a little more panic. Near Huang Taiji's bedroom, except for a few trusted eunuchs and guards, the rest were driven away.

Because Prince Li Dai Shan was in the bedroom today, Huang Taiji said that he wanted to have a secret conversation, so the people below naturally had to do a good job of keeping confidentiality.

Although the guards were all children of Zhenghuang Banner and Yinghuang Banner, some people quietly went to report to Prince Rui Dorgon after they were on duty, saying that Daishan and Huang Taiji met secretly in the palace today, and they didn't know what was going on.

Huang Taiji was no longer the fat man. He was just a thin old man at this time and it was a little difficult for him to stand up. He lay on the kang, placing a few pillows, covered with a thick quilt, and his breathing sound was very thick, and he looked like a serious patient.

In the bedroom, on the edge of the kang, Prince Li Daishan, wearing princely clothes, sat next to him, looking at Huang Taiji worriedly, and whispered:

"Emperor, Dorgon and his three brothers are really out of tune. Now, the relatives and nobles of each banner, Mongolian and Han slaves, come to Shengjing, to pay homage to you, the Emperor, and then go to Dorgon to pay homage. There are those who go to his place first and then come here..."

Huang Taiji looked at the roof with his eyes, but he didn't make a sound for a while. He spoke slowly after a long time:
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