historical royal courier

Chapter 61 The Decadent Enemy

"Marshal, the spies we sent out to get information some time ago are back."

Boyan's No. [-] Mongolian Yuan warrior general, Arci, hurried into Boyan's military tent, followed by a spies with a disturbed expression.

"Arci, how many times have I told you, don't act recklessly, don't be impatient, your temper will kill you sooner or later."

"hey-hey."

Touching his round head, Arci smirked twice.

Seeing the foolish Arci, Boyan didn't say much, after all, he had already said it countless times, but after all, Alci was a fierce general who charged on the battlefield, and it was only natural to have such a character.

"Well, report the information you have collected."

Sitting behind the desk, Boyan rubbed his tired eyes and swollen temples with his hands. Recently, he has been worrying about the defeat of the frontline war, and he has been unable to eat or sleep well for the past few days. .

"Yes, report back to the Marshal. According to our investigation, according to the original situation, the Song Army was surrounded by Zhang Hongfan and other troops, and the Song Army was cornered. During the final battle with the Song Army, I don't know Where did the Song army suddenly increase its strength by about 20 troops, instead they surrounded Zhang Hongfan, and then encircled and suppressed our army."

"With a strength of around 20, it's no wonder that Zhang Hongfan lost to the Song Army. Zhang Hongfan's total strength with my Mongolian and Yuan warriors is only [-] to [-]. What about Jiger?"

Now that he knows the strength of the Song Army, Boyan is no longer worried. He is still sure to destroy the 20 Song Army. He doesn't want to know where the Song Army's army came out. The result of being killed by him, so this accident is still within his control. What he is most worried about now is his nephew Jiger.

"Reporting to the marshal, General Giger...is dead."

boom!
"What did you say!"

He hit the table hard with his fist. Although Boyan had already expected this result, he still had some hope in his heart. Now that he got the accurate news, Boyan was naturally sad and angry.

"Can you assure the source of this information that he is accurate?"

Hearing Boyan's question, the spy was sweating profusely, but he still nodded. He had no doubt that if he was not sure at this time, he could only die faster.

"Marshal, this news is accurate, and General Jiger died under the cannon of the Song army, with no bones left."

Hearing this news, Boyan's eyes immediately turned red, and he yelled on the spot,
"Come on!"

"exist."

"Give me the marshal to arrest Zhang Hongfan's family members, arrest them all, and don't let any of them escape. Today I want them all to be buried with my nephew. Also, where is Song Jun now?"

The spy, who had been kneeling on the ground tremblingly, heard Boyan's question and immediately replied:
"Marshal, the Song Army has captured Quanzhou and killed the Pu family. Now the Song Army is preparing to use Quanzhou as its base, and all their forces are gathered there."

"Okay, Arci, hurry up and gather the army. I will kill all the Song soldiers and avenge my dead Mongolian and Yuan warriors."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

After Al stabbed away, Boyan sat in the military tent with his eyes closed, and finally remembered something. He overturned the desk and read in a low voice:
"My Jiger, my Jiger, my poor son!"

The guard who ran in after hearing the sound of the overturning desk found that there was nothing unusual, so he prepared to leave.

"Wait, bring me the wine."

"Yes."

After the guards helped Boyan move a few large jugs of wine into the tent, Boyan sat in the tent and began to drink alone, and at the same time, he was doing it for his unannounced son.

Boyan, the enemy of the Song Dynasty, lived in such sorrow. In different time and space, Dorgon also became increasingly decadent because of the changes brought by Li Yi.

"Why, why are we like this? Is there really no future for me in the Qing Dynasty?"

Dorgon drank a big sip of wine on himself, and now he was very sad. He thought about how high-spirited he was when he led the army some time ago. He was one step away from destroying the Ming Dynasty. His wish to lead the Qing Dynasty to unify the world was about to be realized, but now Woolen cloth?
The Ming army came out of nowhere and a large number of troops appeared. The generals were still people I had never heard of. They first defeated Li Zicheng, then began to recover Daming, and finally ambushed themselves in Shanhaiguan, causing the Qing Dynasty to suffer heavy losses.

Now, not only did he and others not get Shanhaiguan, they even lost the outpost of Guangning, and they were beaten by the opponent and had to retreat to Shenyang City before they could breathe.

Therefore, he can only drink away his sorrows at his home every day, and use alcohol to numb himself.

"Brother, you can't drink any more."

Duduo held down Dorgon's hand and snatched the wine bottle from his hand.

"Give me, Dodo, give me the wine!"

"I won't give it to you. You are so disappointing to us now. We used to believe that you could lead us to unify the world, but now you have become a drunkard. Are you worthy of our expectations?"

If Dodo dared to roar in front of him before, Dorgon would have beaten him long ago, but now he just stared at Dodo with a pair of red eyes for a while, and then lowered his arrogant head.

"There is no chance, there is no chance. We lost too much in Shanhaiguan. The elite of the Qing Dynasty was wiped out. At the same time, the Ming Dynasty has recovered. We have no chance at all."

"There is a chance."

Duduo hurriedly ran to Dorgon's side, held Dorgon's shoulders with his hands and shook him vigorously.

"We still have a chance. Think about the past, before we established the Qing Dynasty, our strength was weaker than now, but at that time we could all do what we are doing now, and at the same time, we had the confidence to destroy the Ming Dynasty. So why is there no more now? Why do you think we can’t do it now? Really, you have to believe in yourself, we can definitely do it.”

After being forcibly fed a bowl of chicken soup by Duo Duo, Dorgon didn't react at all, and was still as decadent as before, and didn't stand up as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"You should go back first. I am already a little tired. I want to take a nap now."

"Okay, then take a good rest now, think about it after waking up, and I'm leaving now."

Calling a maid to wait on Dorgon before going to rest, Duoduo looked at Dorgon's crooked back, sighed silently, and went home.

(End of this chapter)