"Fuck these barbarians, I will lead my troops to avenge Dorgon! I will smash them into pieces!" In the silence, Azig suddenly burst into a rage, and was about to rush out of the tent while roaring. .

Abatai grabbed him: "Khan is like this, now is the time for us to take revenge! Do you want the Ming army to chop off another Baylor's head!"

"Dorgon can't just die like this!"

Azige didn't listen to Abatai's dissuasion at all, no wonder he was so excited, he, Dorgon and Duoyi were born of the same mother, and the relationship between brothers was stronger than that of Hong Tai and Abate.Hearing Dorgon's death in battle, how could he not be sad and angry.

"Azige, sit down for me! Dorgon is your brother, and our brother, and it's not up to you to get revenge! We'll talk about it after the Great Khan wakes up!"

The one who stopped was Jierharang, who is also the oldest Baylor in this tent. After being stopped by him, Azig finally calmed down. He is not the leader of the flag, and he has no soldiers in his hands. Go out, what will he take to avenge Dorgon.

Yuetuo and Sahalian also pretended to stop Azig. Under their persuasion, Azige sat down calmly, his forehead was covered with blue veins, and he was in great pain.

"King Khan is awake!"

Zhezhe suddenly yelled, and everyone was startled and gathered around the bed.Sure enough, Mrs. Hong opened her eyes at some point, and she seemed to be much more energetic.Xu Shi had been in a coma for several days, feeling a little uncomfortable for a while, struggling to ask Zhe Zhe to help him up.

Seeing Mrs. Hong's recovery, Abatai and Yue Tuo were all terrified, but Hauge was happy, from the bottom of his heart. He didn't regret not being able to succeed to the throne because of his father's improvement.

"King Khan, as long as you are fine, as long as you are fine..." Bumbutai and Tuoya wept with joy, holding Mrs. Hong's hand and choking.

Zhezhe glared at them and said, "King Khan has just woken up, so don't talk to him so much, it's better to let King Khan lie down." As he spoke, he wanted to help Mrs. Hong to lie down again.

Mrs. Hong shook her head, and said slowly: "I feel much better. Always lie down like this, and good people get sick." After speaking, she looked at the Baylors, "Is there any chance for me to be in a coma for the past two days? what happened?"

"This...."

Jierhalang and the others dared not talk about Dorgon's death in battle, they hesitated.

Seeing them like this, Mrs. Hong knew that something must have happened, her eyes suddenly became serious, and she looked straight at Hauge: "Say, what happened?"

Hauge didn't dare not say anything, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Fourteen died in battle."

"Dorgon is dead?..." Mrs. Hong opened her mouth slightly and stayed there, staring at Hauge motionless, lost in thought.

"Ama, you have to take care of your health. Uncle Fourteen's son will definitely take revenge..." Haoge was afraid that his father would be overwhelmed by Dorgon's death and then pass out, sobbing and begging Mrs. Hong not to be sad.

No matter what Abatai, Azige, Yuetuo, and Jierhalang were thinking in their hearts, they couldn't help expressing their concern for Mrs. Hong at this moment. They all stepped forward to persuade Mrs. Hong to mourn and take care of her body. yes.

Zhezhe and the others also advised Mrs. Hong not to be sad.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Hong said after contemplating for a long time: "Our Dajin's research on firearms cannot be interrupted. You have all seen the firearms of the Ming army in the battle of Linghe last year. Our own Han army flag must be To be strong, one must not only be able to fight, but also be able to make it, especially the medicine, which cannot be bought from the merchants of the Ming Dynasty. According to my order, Angbang Zhangjing and Tong Yangxing will immediately select some craftsmen from the Han people to specialize in the research of firearms He has many friends in the Ming Dynasty and many ideas, and he will definitely be able to make our own cannons and firecrackers." After saying so much in one breath, Mrs. Hong felt a little uncomfortable, but still sat there half-supported.

"Cha!" The guard hurried out to deliver orders.

After talking about this, Mrs. Hong said another thing, but she ordered Ezhe and Queen Mother Su Tai to be brought under control, and they must never be allowed to return to Chahar.

After talking about these two things, Mrs. Hong's body is weak, but her spirit is still good, and she won't see anything wrong for a while.

Under the gaze of Jierhalang and the others, Mrs. Hong waved her hand suddenly: "You all go down first, I want to have a few words with Hauge."

The crowd had no choice but to retreat, Mrs. Hong asked Zhe Zhe and the others to go out too, leaving Hauge alone in the tent.

"Hauge."

"Ama!"

Mrs. Hong looked at her eldest son, and found that Hauge's eyes were darkened, and his face was much thinner. He thought that he was in a coma these days, and Hauge was under too much pressure.

"We suffered a defeat this time, a big defeat." Thinking of what happened these days, Mrs. Hong felt infinitely sad.

Hauge hurriedly said: "Victory and defeat are common matters in military affairs, why should Father Khan be so sad for a small setback?"

"Small setback?" Mrs. Hong gave a wry smile, "They burned down the capital of our Daikin, can this be called a small setback?"

"Father..." Hauge didn't know what to say.

"Father Khan has been invincible and invincible all his life. He never thought of being defeated by an unknown pawn!" Tai Hong's expression became painful, and he whispered a name, "Shi Dayong... Shi Dayong... "

Haoge quickly comforted: "Father Khan, we were not defeated by the Ming army, but because the southern barbarians were despicable and shameless, and sneaked into Shenyang when we were not at home."

"Haug, you don't need to comfort Father Khan. Whether it's a frontal confrontation or a sneak attack from behind, it's fine if you can win. Father Khan made a big mistake this time, and he shouldn't go on an expedition rashly. Father Khan underestimated Mingren, underestimated Ming Chinese people..." After finishing speaking, Mrs. Hong sighed for a long time, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, Father Khan should teach you some tricks."

"Father sweat?" Hauge looked at Mrs. Hong blankly.

Mrs. Hong said in a low voice: "Haoge, do you know why Father Khan wants to imprison Amin and Mangurtai?"

Haoge said without thinking, "They didn't follow the orders of their father Khan, Amin slaughtered the city, plotted to stand on their own, Mang Gurtai showed his sword in front of the imperial court, and was always domineering..."

"What you said is not the main reason." Mrs. Hong stopped Hauge who wanted to continue, "Speaking of which, both Amin and Mang Gurtai are the heroes of our Dajin, without them, there would be no Dajin here Rising outside the customs. Their crimes are no big deal. No one in the Eight Banners has done the massacre of the city. When your grandfather was there, he even killed all the Han people in Liaodong. Who knows? The reason why they were banned is because Father Khan doesn't want anyone to threaten you, my father and son!"

"If Father Khan doesn't get rid of these people, when Father Khan is gone, these people will become the biggest obstacle to your succession. Father Khan's position can only be inherited by my son, and no one else can get involved!"

Mrs. Hong's voice became agitated. Because of his agitation, he coughed loudly. Hauge could clearly see that there was light red blood on his father's mouth.

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