"You all tell me. Xuanye is not old, he is only in his early twenties, he is quite thin, has a little sharp-mouthed cheeks, and has pockmarks on his face. If he catches such a person, he will send them to me. If he is dead, he will carry them to me!"

When Emperor Kangxi was dispatching troops and trying to change places to fight a turnaround, Wu Sangui was also holding a military discussion. However, the content of his discussion is more festive. The old guy is already preparing for Kang Mazi to live!

Of course, he is cheering his subordinates up and he has to build confidence in winning!

No matter whether you can catch the real Kang Mazi, everyone must have such confidence that Xiao Mazi will catch everyone alive!

Wu Sangui's subordinates were originally a little afraid of the Eight Banners soldiers. However, after fighting with Dong E, Zhuobutai, Leerjin and others for so many days, they felt that the Eight Banners soldiers were really not good.

Dong'e, that boy and his father Duoduo were not comparable at all! He was foolish and fell into the trap, making Wu Yingqi a good meal, and he was trapped on Xianglu Mountain and gnawed the horse meat. I guess the horse meat was almost finished. Now it's time to go hungry!

Zhuobutai, the high imitation of Oboi, was no longer as sharp as before. Facing the camp set up by Wu Sangui, he was helpless and could only drive away the Baoyi slaves and the green camp soldiers to come up to die.

Now Xiao Mazi is delivering the goods to her door in person, maybe she is really caught!

Just as a group of generals were laughing and starting to think about something beautiful, Xue Zhang had already walked in with a stack of portraits of Emperor Kangxi that had just been drawn.

"President, I have painted a hundred portraits of Xuanye." Xue Zhang said, and then he held a large stack of Kangxi standard statues in his hand to Wu Sangui.

If Wu Sangui had never seen the big Emperor Kangxi, he would not be able to return to Yunnan if he had seen him!

However, he pretended to pick up a portrait, looked at it again and again, and nodded, "It looks like a sharp-mouthed monkey-chessed little slutty! I will send you a few pictures to everyone, and I will catch it as if I want to catch it. Whenever I go back, I will give you a prince to whom I will give you!"

Become the king!

Only the emperor can be the king, and the president can at most be the "supervisor" or "general chief" or so on.

When the people below heard this, they became even more excited. They all smiled and reached out to take the portrait of "sharp-mouthed monkey-chess-small cheeks" from Xue Zhang. After seeing it, they were still shaking their heads and looking at it. They were not like the king! How could this be compared with the president with a cruel look and the young president with a honest and honest look?

Just as everyone was ready to capture Emperor Kangxi alive, Wu Yingqi's son Wu Shicong came in in a hurry, first bowed to Wu Sangui, and then shouted: "Grandpa, come to report to the horse, the Qing army is driving out their camp."

"Get out of the camp?" Wu Sangui immediately laughed, "Is there a decisive battle?"

Wu Sangui is sure to win now!

Not only did he have more than 100 copper cannons worth more than 1,000 kilograms, he also stored a large amount of military sugar, sintered tin and copper hammer shells. If he could fight to the decisive battle at the foot of the Xianglu Mountain in Dangyang, he would never lose.

"They seem to go south," said Wu Shicong. "After the Qing army left the camp, they drove south in teams, as if they wanted to fight our old camp in Jingzhou."

Wu Sangui said "Oh" and said with a smile: "This little mazi is a little brainy. He wants to compete with me on the plains north of Jingzhou City!

If it were a few months ago, I might have been afraid of fighting on the plains with the Eight Banners soldiers, but now I am not afraid!”

"Father-in-Chief," Wu Yingqi reminded, "Xuanye must have come up with reinforcements. Their troops are already more than us, if we add tens of thousands."

Wu Sangui smiled and said, "There are not much more. If Xuanye really had much more troops than us, he wouldn't have run to Jingmen Prefecture in such a hurry. And I also have a new force in my hand!"

"Your hands?" Wu Yingqi was stunned, "Where are there? We have all transferred all the soldiers from Changsha, Hengzhou and Yuezhou."

Wu Sangui glanced at his son, "Isn't the 20,000 people surrounding Dong'er considered a new force?"

"Then don't care?"

Wu Sangui sneered: "What does Duoduo's baby want him? I just want this little poop from Xuanye!"

Wu Sangui only needs little pockmarks!

But he never expected that Xiao Mazi would have a "censor" now!

Just when Wu Sangui was holding back his energy to live Kang Mazi, a "fake Mazi" was wearing the same style as Kangxi, "dragon pattern cloth armor" and "dragon pattern gun helmet", riding a tall horse, surrounded by hundreds of yellow jackets, and marching on the official road in Nanchang Prefecture, Jiangxi.

On this "fake pockmark" face, she also put on "pockmark makeup" with a very particular look and put on more than a dozen fake pockmarks.

This feels really good to be a pockmark!

This "fake mazi" is of course Fuquan, the second brother of Emperor Kangxi. He is still pretending to be mazi for the Qing Dynasty!

It’s impossible to reveal the truth that he is not Emperor Kangxi, otherwise he would not be able to stop the situation.

Now the army under Fuquan's hands is divided into two parts, one part is Tuhai and the 20,000 soldiers under Jieshu's hands. These people are all halal slaves.

The other part is 35,000 people collected from Geng Jingzhong. Their situation is complicated. They are composed of real slaves from the Qing Dynasty, fake slaves from the heart of Daming, fake slaves from the Qing Dynasty, fake slaves from the heart of Wu Sangui, and fake slaves from the Qing Dynasty who are still foolish and loyal Geng Jingzhong.

If it weren't for the name "Kang Mazi" being too intimidating, these fake servants might have rebelled!

While riding a horse forward, the fake Mazi Fuquan thought, why didn’t I think of pretending to be a pockmark when I was a child? I want to have a pockmark, and I am now the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. How great is this! Alas, this emperor is the same, why do you like children with pockmarkmark?

Thinking of this, how could a fake mazi have such a traitor just a shudder? It's really inappropriate!

While Fuquan was self-examination in his heart, a team of riders rushed over and reached the periphery of the guard circle composed of yellow jackets. Tuhai quickly went to ask questions, and after saying a few words, he took a secret box and opened it first, then turned back and arrived in front of Fuquan.

This procedure is the same as serving the real Kangxi!

The reason for this is that you have to put on a full set of pockmarks. Now, there are only a few Qing Dynasty officials on the ground in Jiangxi, including Tu Hai, Jie Shu, Geng Zhaozhong, etc., as well as the yellow jackets protecting Fuquan, knowing that pockmarks are fake. Others think that Fuquan is real pockmarks!

So these days, loyal officials of the Qing Dynasty kept giving good things to fake pockmarks during the march. They were delicious, delicious, fun, and some people gave great beauty! All the blessings were moved by the Qing Dynasty officials so good!

However, what I sent to the army today does not seem to be a good thing. You can tell by looking at Tuhai’s heavy face.

"Prince, Ji'an Mansion reported that Liu Jinzhong, the governor of Nangan, rebels!"

"Oh." The fake Mazi was quite calm, "I expected it! By the way, who did he surrender?"

"I surrendered to the third prince of the fake Zhu!" Tuhai said, "I was granted the title of general of the Yongwei Battalion."

"What?" The fake Mazi was stunned. "This guy was an admiral before the rebellion, but after the rebellion, he became a general? Why did this rebellion become smaller and smaller? He is willing to commit such a loser?"

"Prince," Tuhaidao, "Liu Jinzhong had to fight against the pseudo-Ming army, which had arrived in Ganzhou Prefecture!" "What?" Fuquan was shocked, "How far is it to Nanchang Prefecture when he arrived in Ganzhou Prefecture?"

"It's less than three hundred miles!"

"No!" Fake Mazi thought for a while, "It's at least five hundred miles from Ganzhou Prefecture to Nanchang Prefecture!"

"That's right," Tu Hai explained, "When Ji'an Prefecture reported, Liu Jinzhong had already led a brigade of puppet Ming troops into Ji'an Prefecture. His vanguard had already arrived near Luling, the head county of Ji'an Prefecture!"
Chapter completed!