"Look at your Majesty!"

Before Yang Feng could get on the horse, Liang Cheng suddenly pointed to the front and shouted.

Yang Feng hurriedly raised his head.

Then I saw a cavalry of thousands of people crashing into the rear of the Qing army like a torrent. The cavalry was well-equipped, almost all of which were cotton lock double armor, and even some vests. Some officers were even more expensive mountain armor, looking quite domineering. They waved various weapons in their hands, and with a fierceness that was not inferior to the cavalry of the Eight Banners Manzhou, they instantly broke the Qing army that was coming in a steady stream.

"Ma, Wu Sangui's slave!"

Tang Yu said with a long sigh.

At the same time, Yang Feng also saw Wu Sangui in this cavalry. Old Wu was wearing mountain armor, riding a white war horse, with a red cloak covered in a sexy red cloak, holding a rosy sword in his hand, and in a decisive manner in his trusted guards. It looked really good, no wonder he was so troubled that he was so desperate that he wanted to die.

His appearance actually ended the battle.

Although even with the 3,000 slaves from his family, the number of Ming troops on the battlefield was only slightly more than that of the Qing army, his 3,000 slaves were truly elite. They could be said to be the strongest combat power in the Ming army system at this time. The Qing army, who had already been disgraced by Yang Feng, suddenly encountered these well-known old opponents and immediately panicked. Moreover, at this time, Huang Fei's five thousand men had landed on the east wharf of Ningyuan City and formed a formation to move forward...

Of course, the Qing army was not afraid of them.

After all, in the experience of the Qing army, no matter how many Ming army they had, they could defeat them.

But they also knew that they did not have the hope of winning, and they should enter Ningyuan's artillery range when moving forward. They did not want to get shots from red cannons, but also had to fight bloody battles with a group of enemies who were not weaker than their own strength.

The Qing general in charge of command looked at the direction where Yang Feng was five hundred meters away and issued a resentful order to retreat. All the Qing cavalry on the battlefield retreated like a tide. Of course, Wu Sangui did not dare to intercept him. His three thousand slaves pretended to be beaten a few times, and then hurriedly gave up the passage. Soon, only dead bodies were left on the entire battlefield.

"Cut down all the Tartars' heads, regardless of their lives, and continue to hang them on our city wall!"

Yang Feng said to Tang Yu.

"Respect the order!"

The latter said quickly.

This has almost become a routine. There are almost 4,000 hanging on the Ningyuan city wall, and these are crowded. However, this move completely eliminates the soldiers' fear of the Qing army. After all, the Qing army generals wearing like flagpoles on their feet is difficult for them to fear these Tartars anymore.

Immediately afterwards, the infantry phalanx separated, Yang Feng walked out, and Wu Sangui, who had just arrived, immediately led his troops to get off the horse.

"My minister Wu Sangui is late to rescue the emperor, so I ask your conviction to surrender!"

Wu Sangui said.

"Chang Bo is up quickly, there is no need to be polite. You and I are like brothers, and I will be granted the title of Prince Wu Sangui, the Marquis of Pingxi!"

Yang Feng helped him up and said.

"I thank you for your kindness!"

Wu Sangui said on the ground.

At the same time, he glanced at a Qing army corpse not far away. The latter had an arrow that was as thick as a thumb in his chest. A child's three-edged arrow with a fist was penetrated from his back with blood. The scene looked extremely cruel. A Jinyiwei walked over, stepped on the corpse and used force with both hands, pulling out the giant arrow and handed it to his companion. The latter had already held more than a dozen of the same arrows in his arms.

At this time, Yang Feng also helped him up.

"Brother Chang, why are you here?"

Yang Feng asked.

"When you go back to your Majesty, I am really worried about your Majesty's meeting with Dorgon, so I can't feel at ease in Shanhaiguan. Therefore, I came here to take the opportunity to prevent you from happening. I didn't expect the Tartars to be shameless and dared to take the opportunity to be unfavorable to Your Majesty."

Wu Sangui said hurriedly.

"Dorgon believed that we had asked for him. Not only did we want me to cut the Yellow River north of the Yellow River to pay, but we also wanted me to follow the Song and Jin stories to pay tribute to him. It was extremely rude. I would endure it if I could just say this. The negotiations were nothing more than bargaining. They spoke loudly, and we didn't mean it to follow them. Who would have thought that he would insult Taizu in his words? I couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't control my emotions and chop him down!"

Yang Feng said innocently.

What he said was as true. Poor Dorgon knew about it under the spring. At this time, he should be so sad that he should not be so shameless when he is a human being.

"Split, chop?"

Wu Sangui said in a daze.

"Yes, I'll chop his legs like this!"

Yang Feng made a move to chop people and explained very seriously.

"puff!"

Wu Sangui almost spurted out an old blood.

"I didn't expect that it was so simple to chop people. Dorgon was quite burly and taller than me. He just asked me to step on his neck and one leg, and then he split it with force. Unfortunately, when the Tartars came to save him, I threw his body over, and probably would have to be trampled into meat paste by the horse, otherwise it would be nice to hang him on the city wall!"

Yang Feng continued to show off.

Wu Sangui was suddenly stunned.

"Your Majesty, you just said Dorgon is taller than you?"

He asked immediately.

"Yes, it's probably like this!"

Yang Feng said in a gesture.

"No, Dorgon and His Majesty are almost the same as each other's figures, and they may even have to be slightly shorter, and they are definitely not as burly!"

Wu Sangui said immediately.

"Wang Cheng'en!"

Yang Feng immediately turned around and shouted.

Lao Wang came here quickly.

"Are you sure the person today is Dorgon?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Your Majesty, I have met him twice, and I will definitely recognize you."

Lao Wang said.

"You can describe his appearance to Changbo."

Yang Feng said.

Lao Wang quickly described Dorgon's appearance.

"What color of armor he wore when he first met?"

Wu Sangui asked.

"White."

Lao Wang said.

“Is there any edging?”

Wu Sangui asked.

"Yes, red edges."

Lao Wang said.

"Old Master, that's the white flag. Dorgon is the lord of the white flag. He will not wear the armor of the white flag. He is also as a regent, and he will not personally catch Aiduli. From the beginning, that person was lying to you, but later Dorgon simply made the mistake. It seems that they met Your Majesty, and from the beginning it was a conspiracy to deceive Your Majesty. Even if a thousand of them could not catch Your Majesty, even the 10,000 cavalrymen in the mountains could quickly arrive for reinforcements. Once you catch Your Majesty, they could do whatever they wanted. But they didn't expect that Your Majesty's Taizu would protect the divine power and end up humiliating himself."

Wu Sangui said.

He looked relieved.

"Who did I chop?"

Yang Feng said depressedly.

"It's not Dorgon, but it's also an important general of the Tartars. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the courage to temporarily pretend to be Dorgon."

Wu Sangui said.

"This is easy to deal with. Just call Hong Chengchou and ask."

Yang Feng suddenly said.

"Hong Chengchou?"

Old Wu was stunned.

"Don't be surprised. I've captured Hong Chengchou, and he will definitely not be fake. I originally thought of cutting him. You go over and talk to him. If he is willing to explain Dorgon's conspiracy, then I will give him a white silk to break it."

Yang Feng said.

Well, soon he knew who he was chopping.

“Ajig?”

Yang Feng, who returned to the Weiyuan Gate Tower, listened to the name in shock.

"Yes, Your Majesty, according to Hong Ni's confession, this person has been this person from the beginning. He is the brother of Dorgon's mother and the Prince of Wuying of the Tartars. Aiduli previously supported Haoge's succession after Huang Taiji died and had already formed a deep hatred with Dorgon. After his defeat in Jinzhou last time, Dorgon would certainly not miss the opportunity to kill him. Because he was worried that he would resist, he ordered Ajige to capture him. Unexpectedly, Ajige committed suicide and met the prince's and the prince.

He made an attempt to pretend to be Dorgon. Later, Dorgon simply made the mistake and let him be responsible for meeting His Majesty. This man is the bravest of the three armies and is a powerful general among the Tartars. What they prepared was to seize His Majesty and threaten our army to unite with him, and let the Qing army go south into Shanhaiguan. And this time Dorgon was commanding in Lianshan. They had mobilized nearly 80,000 troops to prepare for going south. At this time, the army was gathering, and at most ten days would be able to reach Ningyuan."

Wu Sangui said with a serious expression.

Everyone gasped.

"Your Majesty, the old minister pleads with you to Nanjing as soon as possible!"
To be continued...