The eight hundred miles of Yunmengze, also known as Yunmengze, has become a small lake scattered on the Jianghan Plain as the accumulation of mud and sand.

Mainly Dongting Lake, these water lakes have now been killed into a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

It has been seven days since Hou Xuanyan and Yuezhou's Fengzi Camp met, and almost no one has not been fighting. Luke Dehun fled from Jinling and handed over the strategically significant Nanjing city, which has become the biggest joke since the Qing Dynasty entered the pass.

Fortunately, his grandfather Dai Shan was a powerful man and had an ambiguous attitude. Dorgon and Haoge did not want to offend him. This was why he had the opportunity to increase his troops to support Jingzhou. Luke Dehun was determined to redeem his sins. Who knew that when he arrived in Huguang, he met his old enemy. The enemy was particularly jealous. Hou Xuanyan could not allow the people of Jingxiang to be massacred by them, so he fought dozens of field battles of all sizes.

Until yesterday, Luke Dehun and his army who had been lingering near Yuezhou disappeared out of thin air. Hou Xuanyan's spies had already returned, and they were transferred to Jingzhou to support him. Now Hou Xuanyan could not sit still and decided to raise an army to Jingzhou. He left Gu Yanwu and Zheng Zunqian to lead his troops to guard Yuezhou, and the others followed him out of the city.

The sun sets in the west, and the blood-red sunset is filled with smoke and dust. Hou Xuanyan sat on a small mound with corpses beside him. Just now, he took 50,000 main forces out of Yuezhou to Jingzhou to support Du Yinxi who was guarding the city. On the way, he encountered a group of Han soldiers in the Green Camp. After the fierce battle, the Qing soldiers were unwilling to fight, and both sides lost thousands of people.

In front of Hou Xuanyan, a braided general was pressed to the ground, and his mouth was a strong Liaodong accent. This general was of great rank. He looked like a middle-level military officer among the Qing soldiers. He had a bright blade on his neck and confessed his origin in panic: "The youngest one is the subordinate of the King of Pingxi, who was ordered to come from Jinzhou to wipe out Hou Xuanyan in Suzhou."

Everyone burst into laughter, and Hou Xuanyan asked, "Then why did you come to Huguang if you don't go to Suzhou?"

It turned out that after Wu Sangui entered the pass, he was under the banner of "restoring the hatred of the king and father". At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, he still maintained a certain connection with the Southern Ming court. He even said emotionally to the Fuwang regime in Nanjing: "I can't bear to add one arrow to one another." Unlike other surrendered officials, Wu Sangui also had a unit led by himself, that is, the Guanning Iron Cavalry with great combat power. Therefore, at the beginning of the pass, Dorgon had always been very cautious about him, and only used his hatred for Li Zicheng to lead his troops to attack Li Zicheng.

When Li Zicheng died, Dorgon transferred him back to Jinzhou, Liaodong, hoping to completely cut off his ties with Nanming.

The generals of Wu army knelt on the ground didn't know what the army that met them on a narrow road and captured him was. When they heard them suddenly laugh, they were so scared that they dared not speak again.

Hou Xuanyan's personal soldier Qin He kicked him in the back and said angrily: "Where is our general manager asking you, are you deaf?"

The captured general was originally a distant relative of Zu Dashou. He mixed in the army and became a general based on his life experience. In fact, he was a fool. He trembled and said, "Later, I heard that Jingzhou was lost and that there was a river barrier in Suzhou, Jinling and Suzhou, so I transferred us to attack Jingzhou."

Hou Xuanyan took a breath, feeling a little worried, his face calmly as water, and asked in a deep voice: "Wu Sangui is here too?"

General Gan nodded, and no one around him cared about it, except for a hint of worry in Wu Shengzhao's eyes.

Wu Sangui is here, and the Qing soldiers under his Green Camp are not weaker than those of the Eight Banners soldiers. This is even more difficult to defend Du Yinxi from Jingzhou.

The Eight Manchu Banners have never been very good at siegeing cities and lands. They fought on a flat grassland on the land where their ancestors lived for generations, or fought in the Changbai Mountain forests of the white water of the Black Mountains. Therefore, after entering the pass, most of the cities were captured by the Han soldiers in the Green Camp.

Wu Shengzhao couldn't see any clues from Hou Xuan's expression, so he had to bite the bullet and ask, "Supervisor, what should we do?"

Hou Xuanyan stood up, patted the soil on his butt, and said, "Continue to march and camp in Longwan tonight."

Xia Wanchun asked, "The prefectures and counties along the way are mostly homeless lands. Countless officials left the city and ran away. Do we still have to separate people to guard?"

Hou Xuanyan shook his head and said, "The towns in Huguang are irrelevant, so there is no need to miss the opportunity for this. As long as Jingzhou wins, these places have no danger to defend and become turtles in the jar. Now the division of troops has added a lot of burden to ourselves. As long as we defend Jinling and block the Yangtze River and block the north-south passage, we will have sufficient capital to fight with Qinggou. Don't care about the gains and losses of this city and one place. As long as we defend Yuezhou, we can provide food and grass, and retreat can be used as a way to retreat."

Xia Wanchun nodded, and everyone followed the army's pace and headed north. When the gang general kneeling on the ground saw that the other generals had left, no one paid attention to him. He knelt on the ground and did not dare to speak. Afterwards, the soldiers who caught up with him looked at his outfit and saw whether there were anyone around him. A young general stretched out his spear and poked him through with one shot.

Fengzi Camp is the most mobile battalion in the entire Northern Expedition Army, and its marching speed is worthy of their title. Xia Wanchun was the vanguard and had already arrived at Longwan with Fengzi Camp and set up camp with Bailu Lake on his back. Hou Xuanyan and Wu Shengzhao were still halfway with the troops from Hangzhou.

The cool breeze was blowing, and Wu Shengzhao took advantage of the lack of people around and spoke to Hou Xuan: "Master General, I don't know how many people there are outside Jingzhou City. Let's go rashly, are you too careless?"

Hou Xuanyan glanced at him and said, "Are you scared when you hear Wu Sangui's name?"

Wu Shengzhao's face turned red and he said with his neck stammering, "Wu Sangui is also a human being. What's the point of being afraid of? I'm just worried that we are outnumbered."

Wu Shengzhao is from Liaodong. He has been in awe of Guanning Iron Cavalry from the bottom of his heart, so he is so afraid of Wu Sangui. Although Hou Xuanyan doesn't say anything, he is not sure. Wu Sangui is not the idiot described in Jin Yong's novels. If he doesn't say anything else, his troops can easily block 200,000 Eight Banners soldiers outside Shanhaiguan. If he doesn't turn on the switch, the Tartars are still hunting in Changbai Mountain.

"The gains and losses of Jingzhou are related to the recovery of the entire north of Dongting Lake. We must not help. Rescuing Jinling and Suzhou will be as stable as Mount Tai. Du Yinxi and Zhongzhen Camp have 200,000 people from Zhongzhen Camp are in charge of Jingzhou, so there is no need to be afraid. Old Wu, you must remember that not moving forward in the war is equivalent to retreating, avoiding war means admitting defeat, and fear of fighting means committing suicide. Even if you retreat to Yashan, how many more days can you live?"

Wu Shengzhao's dark face was a little uneasy. He immediately bent his waist and said, "The General, the last general... the last general has been taught."
Chapter completed!