As dusk approached, the 30,000-strong army gathered on the official road outside the capital.
The temperature after the snow was several times colder than usual. The surface of the thick snow had long been frozen. The hurricane blew, hitting people's faces like a bone-scraping steel knife.
Qin Liangyu was the first to arrive. He was still wearing his silver armor, and the red tassels on his helmet fluttered in the wind.
A bright red cloak hung down from her shoulders, and the warhorse under her seemed to grow on her body.
His entire person was still as heroic as ever, and his brows emitted a killing decisiveness unique to the battlefield.
Qian Longxi's carriage arrived later. The old man was old and a civil official. He really couldn't bear the pain of riding a horse for thousands of miles.
Wu Xiang, who had been reinstated, was in a hurry all the way. Wu Sangui, who had just turned twenty, seemed to be especially excited and did not seem to be afraid of going to war at all.
"General Qin…"
Qian Longxi lifted the curtain of the carriage and bowed respectfully."It's been a long journey. Thank you."
"Pavilion Elder Qian is killing me."
Qin Liangyu also smiled faintly, turned around and cupped his hands towards Wu Xiang,""Congratulations on General Wu's reinstatement. With General Wu around, Qin Liangyu feels much more at ease.”
"General Qin's heroism is not inferior to that of a man.”
Wu Xiang also returned the greeting politely.
After the greetings, the army set off.
These three people, who were almost unrelated, were forcefully pressed together by Chongzhen. Each of them had their own grudges and thoughts.
It was a long journey from the capital to Shanhaiguan. The snow had already buried the official road. As a last resort, they had to send the vanguard army to open the way.
As a result, the marching time on the road was greatly reduced.
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It was winter, and the days were short and the nights were long.
It was only five o'clock in the evening, and the dim twilight had silently spread to Liaodong.
Yuan Chonghuan had already given the order at noon, ordering the entire army to set up camp. The 100,000 strong Ming army returned to Shanhai Pass.
The old man had stayed in Songjin for more than ten years and knew that he would not be able to conquer Shengjing City in a short time.
There was no point in blindly garrisoning troops outside Shengjing City. They might even be ambushed by Chu Feng.
He might as well return to his own camp and let the army rest and prepare.
Compared to the Great Ming or the Manchu, Chu Feng was extremely carefree.
The night was hazy, and the large and small palaces in the Imperial Palace had already begun to hang red lanterns. One by one, the eunuchs lit the pine oil lamps in the lanterns.
The snow outside and inside the palace gates had already been swept away, and pine and cypress trees as tall as adults dotted the snowy scene.
At first glance, it looked like a new year.
Chu Feng had obtained a leather sleeve from somewhere and placed his hands in front of him. His entire body was wrapped like a dumpling as he paced around the palace in boredom.
Wait!
What he needed to do now was to wait.
There was still no news from Emperor Chongzhen, but it was said that Huang Taiji's Eight Banners of Manchu Qing had been mixed with the Eight Banners of Meng.
The two groups of people had already met up in Liaoxi.
Shengjing City was currently a hot piece of cake. Chongzhen wholeheartedly wanted to conquer Liaodong and complete the long-cherished wish of the Tianqi Emperor.
Since Huang Taiji's father had taken root here, the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty would naturally not let him go.
Chu Feng looked up at the night sky from time to time, thinking about the next step. Unknowingly, he arrived in front of a palace.
From afar, he could hear the chattering of several palace maids in the courtyard.
"The Great Fujin hasn't eaten for three days. If this continues, she will starve to death…"
"This servant has no choice. I…I was slapped the last time I took over the Great Fujin…"
"Sigh! The Khan's whereabouts were unknown. Could it be that he really wanted to abandon Shengjing?”
" How would I know? I heard that someone from the Ming army came to negotiate today…"
"This servant is the pitiful Great Fujin…"
A few palace maids curled up under the eaves and whispered to each other.
Out of the blue, through the hazy night, they saw a figure in front of the palace gate. The palace maids were so frightened that their bodies trembled and they suddenly stood up.
They saw clearly that it was Chu Feng.
"What are you chatting about?"
Chu Feng's face was gloomy as he walked up unhurriedly.""Which Great Fujin?"
" Reporting... reporting to Master, it's... it's Hai Lanzhu..."
A young palace maid was halfway through her sentence when she was secretly pulled by a palace maid beside her. The palace maid was so frightened that she hurriedly shut her mouth.
Although his vision was dim, it did not escape Chu Feng's eyes.
"How is it? Don't tell me you don't recognize me as your master?"
"This servant does not dare! This servant doesn't dare…"
With that, the palace maids knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly."This servant is just afraid…afraid that the heat will annoy the Fujin…"
"Afraid that the heat will annoy Hai Lanzhu?"
Chu Feng looked disdainfully at him and said,"In that case, you're not afraid of me anymore."”
"This servant is also afraid…"
"A few reckless things."
Just as Chu Feng was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger, he suddenly turned around and shouted towards the outside of the hall,""Men, drag them down and kill them!”
Boom!
As soon as he said that, the palace maids were shocked.
In the next moment, before they could react, a few armored soldiers came straight up and drove away.
"Master! Master…"
"This servant won't do it again, this servant won't do it again…"
" It was Big Fortune…It was Hai Lanzhu who told us not to follow Master…"
No matter how these palace maids struggled and begged for mercy, it did not change Chu Feng's heart at all.
In the end, he was not a Han.
This group of women were all Jurchen women, and they had always been proud of Houjin.
Chu Feng was just too busy these few days and didn't have time to deal with this group of people. Now that he had coincidentally met them, he naturally couldn't indulge them anymore.
When he came back to his senses, Chu Feng saw a pile of uneaten dinner placed in front of the bedroom.
The doors were tightly shut, and the room was pitch black, as if it was a palace of ghosts.
With a creak, Chu Feng lifted his foot and pushed open the pine door of the palace. He casually lit up a pine oil lamp, which caused the palace to be dimly lit.
He turned his body and saw a delicate woman lying on the bed in the inner room.
The temperature in the hall was as cold as an ice cellar, but the woman on the bed did not even cover herself with a blanket. She lay there like a corpse.
Needless to say, this was the Great Fujin Hai Lanzhu that the palace maids had mentioned.
"Death is very simple. If you are willing, I can order people to take you away now and kill you along with those palace maids.”
Chu Feng calmly lit a few more oil lamps, lifted the curtain in front of the bed, and pulled Hai Lanzhu over.
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