"You all listen up to me. Xuan Ye is not old, only in his early twenties. He is quite thin, with a bit of a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and there are pockmarks on his face... If you catch someone like this, give it to me."

Come, if it is dead, bring it to me!"

When Emperor Kangxi was mobilizing troops and generals, and was about to change places to fight a turnaround, Wu Sangui was also holding a military meeting. But the content of his discussion now was more festive, and the old guy was already preparing for Kang Mazi to be alive!

Of course, he is encouraging his subordinates. He must build up the confidence to win!

Regardless of whether we can catch the real Kang Mazi, you must have such confidence - the little Mazi will be caught alive by you guys!

Wu Sangui's subordinates were originally a little afraid of the Eight Banners soldiers. But after fighting against Dong E, Zhuo Butai, Leerjin and the others for so many days, they all felt that this Eight Banners soldiers were really no longer good.

There's no comparison between that boy Dong E and his father Duo Duo! He fell into the trap stupidly, let Wu Yingqi give him a good beating, and was trapped on Xianglu Mountain gnawing horse meat... I guess the horse

We’ve almost finished eating the meat, now it’s time to starve!

And Zhuo Butai, a high-level imitation of Obai, was no longer as sharp as before. Facing the fortress set up by Wu Sangui, he was at a loss to do anything. He could only drive waves of coated slaves and green soldiers up to die.

Now that Little Mazi has delivered the goods to your door in person, maybe he has been caught!

Just when a group of generals were laughing and thinking about good things, Xue Zhang had already walked in with a stack of portraits of Emperor Kangxi that he had just painted.

"President, I have already painted a hundred portraits of Xuanye." Xue Zhang said and held a large stack of Kangxi standard portraits in front of Wu Sangui.

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

However, he still pretended to pick up a portrait, looked at it again and again, and nodded: "It looks like, it really looks like... a little pockmarked monkey with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks! Send a few pictures to everyone, and take pictures of this later."

Catch whoever is going to be caught, I will make him a prince!"

Make the king!

Only the emperor can give people the title of king, and the president can at most give people the title of "supervisor", "general commander" or something like that.

When the people below heard this, they became even more excited. They all smiled and reached out to take the portrait of "Sharp-billed Monkey-cheeked Little Pocket" from Xue Zhang. After looking at it, they all shook their heads - looking at it did not look like a human king.

Ah! How can this compare with the ferocious-looking president and the loyal and honest young president?

Just when everyone was gearing up to capture Emperor Kangxi alive, Wu Yingqi's son Wu Shicong came in hurriedly. He bowed to Wu Sangui first, and then said loudly: "Grandpa, come to report on the horse. The Qing captive army is marching out."

Their camp."

"Leaving the camp?" Wu Sangui immediately laughed, "A decisive battle is about to begin?"

Wu Sangui is now sure of victory!

Not only does he have more than a hundred bronze cannons weighing more than one thousand kilograms, but he also stores a large amount of military sugar, saltpeter and copper hammer shells. If he can fight a decisive battle at the foot of Dangyang Xianglu Mountain, he will never lose.

"They seem to be going south," Wu Shicong said. "After the Qing captives left the camp, they headed south in groups. They seemed to want to attack our old camp in Jingzhou."

Wu Sangui said "Oh" and said with a smile: "This little pock has some brains. He wants to fight me on the plain north of Jingzhou City!

A few months ago, I might have been afraid of fighting with the Eight Banners soldiers on the plains, but now I am not afraid anymore!"

"Commander Father," Wu Yingqi reminded, "Xuan Ye must have come up with reinforcements. Their troops are already more powerful than ours. If we add tens of thousands more..."

Wu Sangui said with a smile: "Not much more. If Xuan Ye really had much more troops than us, he wouldn't have rushed to Jingmen Prefecture in such a hurry. And I also have a fresh army in my hands!"

"In your possession?" Wu Yingqi was stunned, "Where is it? We have mobilized soldiers from Changsha, Hengzhou, and Yuezhou."

Wu Sangui glanced at his son, "Aren't the 20,000 people you have surrounding Dong'e considered a new force?"

"Then Dong E doesn't care anymore?"

Wu Sangui sneered: "What does Duduo's son want from him? I only want this little pockmarked Xuan Ye!"

...

Wu Sangui only wants little pockmark!

But the old man never thought that little Mazi would have a "doppelgänger" now!

Just when Wu Sangui was holding back his strength to keep Kang Mazi alive, a "fake Mazi" was really wearing the same "dragon pattern cloth face armor" and "dragon pattern gun helmet" of Kangxi's style, riding a tall horse, among hundreds of yellow people.

Surrounded by mandarin jackets, they marched on the official road in Nanchang Prefecture, Jiangxi Province.

And this "fake pockmark" face was also very particular about putting on "pockmark makeup", with more than a dozen fake pockmarks on it.

This feeling of being pockmarked...is really good!

This "fake pockmark" is of course Emperor Kangxi's biological second brother Fuquan. He is still pretending to be pockmarked for the sake of the Qing Dynasty!

But we can't expose the truth that he is not Emperor Kangxi... Otherwise, we will lose control of the situation.

Now Fuquan's army is divided into two parts. One part is Tuhai and Jieshu's 20,000 soldiers. These people are all the followers of the Qing Dynasty.

The other part is the 35,000 people recruited from Geng Jingzhong's subordinates. Their situation is complicated. They are composed of real slaves of the Qing Dynasty, fake slaves of the Qing Dynasty who yearn for the Ming Dynasty, and big men who yearn for Wu Sangui.

It is composed of fake slaves of the Qing Dynasty and fake slaves of the Qing Dynasty who are still loyal and loyal.

If the name "Kang Mazi" hadn't been too deceptive, these fake slaves might have rebelled!

Fuquan, the fake pockmarked man, was thinking as he rode forward, why didn’t I think of pretending to be pockmarked when I was a child? If I were pockmarked, I would be the emperor of the Qing Dynasty now. How great would that be? Alas, so is the emperor.

, why do you like children with pockmarks?

Thinking of this, Fake Mazi was agitated - how could he have such a rebellious idea? It's really inappropriate!

While Fuquan was in the process of self-examination, a group of riders came flying towards the outside of the protective circle formed by yellow jackets. Tu Hai quickly flew over to ask questions, and after saying a few words, he took a secret folding box.

He opened it and looked at it, then turned back and Pegasus arrived in front of Fuquan.

This procedure is the same as serving the real Kangxi!

The reason for this is because when pretending to be pockmarked, you have to pretend to be full of pockmarks. Now among the Qing officials on the ground in Jiangxi, only a handful of people such as Tu Hai, Jieshu, Geng Zhaozhong, and those in yellow mantles who protect Fuquan know that the pockmarks are fake.

. Everyone else thought Fuquan was really pockmarked!

So in these days, loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty kept giving good things to the fake pockmarks who were marching. Delicious food, good drinks, fun things, and some people gave them to great beauties! They were all moved by the blessings... It turned out that the big beauties

The officials of the Qing Dynasty were all so good!

But what was sent to the army today didn't seem to be a good thing, as you can tell by looking at Tu Hai's heavy face.

"Your Majesty, the Ji'an Mansion has reported that Liu Jinzhong, the admiral of Southern Jiangxi, has rebelled!"

"Oh." Fake Mazi was quite calm, "As expected! By the way, who did he seek refuge with?"

"I voted for the fake Prince Zhu San!" Tu Hai said, "and was appointed as the commander-in-chief of the Yongwei Battalion."

"What?" Fake Mazi was stunned, "This guy was an admiral before the rebellion, and became a commander-in-chief after the rebellion? Why is this rebellion getting smaller and smaller? Is he willing to start such a loss-making rebellion?"

"Your Majesty," Tu Hai said, "Liu Jinzhong has no choice but to fight back... The soldiers of the pseudo-Ming Dynasty have arrived at Ganzhou Prefecture!"

"What?" Fuquan was surprised, "When we arrive at Ganzhou Prefecture...how far is it from Nanchang Prefecture?"

"Less than three hundred miles away!"

"That's wrong!" Fake Mazi thought for a moment, "It's at least five hundred miles from Ganzhou Prefecture to Nanchang Prefecture!"

"It's like this," Tuhai explained, "when the report was announced to Ji'an Prefecture, Liu Jinzhong had already led a large group of puppet Ming troops to invade Ji'an Prefecture. His vanguard had already arrived near Luling, the capital county of Ji'an Prefecture!"
Chapter completed!