Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

In the camp, the Qing soldiers were lying in the barracks in all directions. Duolong frowned and grabbed a soldier and asked, "Where is your commander-in-chief?"

The soldier looked a little weak, but still tried to answer: "Go straight... turn left, the center of the army... in the main camp." After that, he fainted again.

Duolong threw the soldier away helplessly, then turned to look at the eunuch Wei Zhuer. After the two looked at each other, they walked towards the central army camp together.

The situation in the Central Army Camp was slightly better. It was full of Eight Banners soldiers. Although the soldiers were not in as bad a condition as the soldiers in the Han Camp outside, their spirits were not as high. However, in comparison, they could at least move freely.

When Duolong and Wei Zhuer reached the gate of the central army camp, they were stopped by two flag soldiers. One of the flag soldiers shouted, "What are you doing?"

Duolong said nothing, took out his badge from his pocket and handed it to the flag soldier.

The flag soldier took it and looked at it, and saw the words "Chief of the Imperial Guards - Duolong" written on it.

After the flag soldier finished reading, he suddenly realized that the man in front of him was a high-ranking official, and he couldn't help but shout in surprise: "Ah! Lord General!"

He quickly handed the badge back to Duolong respectfully and asked carefully, "Master General, do you have any instructions?"

Duolong took the badge and said calmly, "Take me to see your General Bakhtu and Governor Yao Qisheng."

The flag soldier did not dare to be negligent and nodded quickly and agreed: "Yes! Sir General, please follow me." After saying that, he turned around and led the way, leading Duolong and Wei Zhuer into the central army camp.

The atmosphere in the central army tent was solemn, and the commanders of the various battalions of the rebellion-suppressing army sat together to discuss the current situation. Yao Qisheng and Bakhtu sat at the top, and the commanders of the various battalions sat below in order.

Suddenly, a leader of the Han camp stood up and said with a worried look on his face: "General, Governor, we have come all the way from Zhejiang, but now we are trapped in Xiamen. The soldiers can only get less than one ounce of food a day, and the porridge cooked by the kitchen is so thin that you can almost see your reflection in it. The soldiers don't even have the strength to walk. How can we fight like this? My Lords, when will you provide us with enough food?"

When Yao Qisheng heard the commander mention that each person had less than one or two ounces of grain per day, his eyes rolled and he stared at Bakhtu.

This commander-in-chief who came from the Bordered Blue Banner seemed generous, but in fact he was also withholding military rations.

Yao Qisheng sighed inwardly, he knew that Bakhtu must have taken the food from the Han camp to fill the gap in the Eight Banners soldiers, this unfairness made him feel sad.

"It turns out that the Han people are not as noble as the Manchus!" Yao Qisheng sighed in his heart.

However, he knew that this was not the time to turn against Bakhtu, and they needed to face the current predicament together.

So he took a deep breath and calmly said to the leader of the Han camp: "The Tiandi Army only gives us this little food every day, so you have to be patient. If you really can't stand it, you can lead your troops to fight the Tiandi Army. If you win, you will have everything; but if you fail, you will have nothing."

Yao Qisheng's words were met with boos from the group of commanders and generals.

After a while, another commander of the Han camp stood up, with dissatisfaction and confusion on his face, and said loudly: "My lords, although the Tiandi Army provides less food, our brothers in the Han camp can only drink one meal of porridge every day, while those Eight Banners soldiers can eat two meals of dry food every day. Why is this?"

Bakhtu was furious when he heard this. He slammed the table and pointed at the Han camp leader and cursed: "Explain? Do I need to explain to you? At this critical moment, you slaves don't think about how to serve your masters, but always think about getting benefits from your masters. What's the point of keeping slaves like you!"

After saying this, Bakhtu shouted outside the tent: "Come here! Drag this dog slave who is ignorant of the current situation and disturbing the morale of the army out and chop him up."

As Bakhtu finished speaking, the curtain of the big tent was lifted, but it was not the Eight Banners soldiers who walked in, but two young men in luxurious clothes. Their appearance made Bakhtu stunned. He was about to curse, but at this moment he swallowed his words back.

Bakhtu looked closely and found that one of the young men was Duolong, the chief of the imperial guards. Although Duolong was only a second-rank official, two ranks lower than Bakhtu, he was a favorite of the emperor. Who would dare to offend him easily?

Bakhtu was shocked when he saw Duolong. He stood up quickly and said respectfully, "Master Duo, why...why did you come to Xiamen?"

Although Yao Qisheng, who was standing by, had heard people say that there was a Mr. Duo in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he had never seen him. When he heard Duolong calling him, he was startled.

Duolong did not speak, but stood beside Wei Zhuer. Wei Zhuer shouted in his unique duck voice: "The emperor has ordered that the Governor of Fujian, Yao Qisheng, and the commander-in-chief of the Fujian Rebellion Suppression Army, Bakhtu, come to see you at the camp gate."

The Emperor is coming! Everyone was stunned. They had thought of thousands of ways to escape, but this situation was something they had never expected.

The emperor came, and everyone was saved. The days of being trapped and starving were finally over. The haze in the hearts of the generals was swept away, replaced by excitement and excitement.

Upon hearing that the emperor was at the camp gate, the generals in the big tent rushed forward like a tide, shouting "Long live the emperor" and running eagerly towards the camp gate.

However, there was only one person who had a difficult pace! This person was naturally Yao Qisheng.

What was coming finally came. He was greedy for merit, acted recklessly, and now has to face serious consequences.

Behind madness, there is often a painful price to pay.

Yao Qisheng followed the group of generals in a trance, and was in a state of confusion. Seeing this, Duolong and Wei Zhuer slowed down their pace and accompanied Yao Qisheng. They were worried that Yao Qisheng would do something strange and it would be difficult for them to report to the emperor.

Bakhtun was the fourth son of Prince Zheng Jirgalang, and once served as the deputy governor of the Bordered Blue Banner.

This time it was Prince Kang who proposed it, and Kangxi appointed him as the commander-in-chief of the army to suppress the rebellion, and promoted him from the rank of the first rank to a senior official of the first rank.

As the adopted son of Nurhaci, Jirgalang was of the same generation as Huang Taiji. He served three dynasties and assisted Nurhaci, Huang Taiji and Shunzhi. In the 15th year of Shunzhi, he died of illness.

In terms of seniority, Bakhtu is of the same generation as Prince Kang and is the uncle of Kangxi.

In this team, Bakhtu runs the fastest.

When he rushed out of the camp gate, he saw Kangxi standing outside the camp gate with his hands behind his back and a grim face.