Under the dim moonlight, the sound of water gurgled. Jierhalang stood at the bow of the boat, he couldn't sleep. Being unable to sleep for several nights in a row is a painful ordeal. After Dorgon led his army to retreat to Xuzhou, he was busy arranging defenses and preparing for a field battle with the Ming army outside Xuzhou City. He became a man with nothing to do. "Let me go back to Shandong to take charge of the overall situation. What can happen to Shandong?" He held on to the smooth railing. The moonlight flashed in the river, like pieces of rolling pearls. "The Ming army will land from Shandong, it's because you gave up Huai'an." Although he was full of complaints, he did not dare to delay along the way. Arrive in Jinan as soon as possible and arrange coastal defenses to prevent Dorgon from making mistakes through omissions. Although Dorgon didn't say anything, his series of actions after arriving in Huai'an hit him in the face with every slap. The sergeant was excited and the cavalry attacked. Since the regent of the Qing Dynasty was so powerful, why did he let him suffer like this? He was not the material. "It doesn't matter how good you are. In the end, it's better to leave Huai'an and retreat all the way. It's better to leave the fortress early." The wooden ships moving in front and behind were quiet. Only his main ship still had bright lights on. Most of the soldiers had already fallen asleep. . After the battle was defeated, the soldiers no longer wanted to play dice. The people who were close friends a few days ago suddenly disappeared. Among the Eight Banners warriors, some are brothers and some are clansmen. I feel like there are fewer and fewer familiar people around me this year. The evening breeze hung on Jilhalang's bare forehead, and the cool bow was much more comfortable than the stuffy cabin. He saw a bright light in the distance, which should be a market town. The waterways of the canal have supported countless market towns, but they have become desolate over the years. The naval warship was sailing all the way north, and the fire was getting closer and closer. "That's not right." Jierhalang noticed something strange, "That's not a market town, that's a marching army." "Who is it?" There was a hint of warning in his heart, and he turned to the servant who was dozing behind him. The order was sent: "Order the navy commander to go and see who is coming?" The fire seen in the middle of the night, although it felt very close, was actually very far away. The calmly sailing warship accelerated and stirred up waves in the canal, tearing the water like broken pearls into pieces. The navy did not sound the alarm, but many soldiers were still awakened from their sleep. Jierhalang returned to the cabin, ordered the maid to make himself a cup of Biluochun, and sat quietly at the table. Judging from the intensity of the fire, there were no less than a thousand people in the queue. Those who dare to gather people and run along the canal bank late at night are either rebels or officers and soldiers. He would rather they were rebels. Those ragged thieves who lacked armor were easy to deal with, but it would be different if they were officers and soldiers. If the officers and soldiers are so anxious, either something big has happened in Shandong or something big has happened in Beijing. No matter which one is good news for him. The navy soldiers did not let him hesitate for long. More than half an hour later, the sound of iron hoofbeats was heard from the shore. The guard on the bow of the ship came to report: "Your Majesty, Lu Fengchun, the governor of Shandong, and Jia La'e Zhen Gu Pu, who is guarding Jinan, have come to ask for an audience." Jierharang's hand holding the tea cup shook, and half the cup of hot tea fell into the cabin. On the wooden board. "What?" "Something happened in Jinan" The governor of Shandong and Jia La'erzhen, who was guarding Jinan, both appeared here. It's not strange that something happened in Jinan. He walked out quickly and saw a panicked knight running towards him with a torch a few miles away. . Lu Fengchun¡¯s official uniform was gone, and Gu Pu was not wearing any armor. The naval warship slowly stopped, and the sailors lowered two small wooden boats from the main ship. Lu Fengchun and Gu Pu dismounted and walked to the water's edge to board the small boats. The bow of the boat was brightly lit, and Jierhalang's body was crumbling. When Lu Fengchun and Gu Pu boarded the ship, Jierhalang had already returned to the cabin and sat down. The guards held a knife in one hand and a fire in the other, staring at the two of them. Lu Fengchun was scared to death. The two of them walked to the door of the cabin, and Gu Pu bravely pushed the door open and entered. Lu Fengchun, who was following behind, suddenly screamed, knelt down on his knees, and walked into the cabin on his knees like a child walking. Without looking up at Jierhalang, he knelt on the ground with his head and screamed: "Your Majesty, this slave is punished by death. Five days ago, one hundred thousand thieves landed from Dengzhou, broke through Dengzhou and Laizhou, and arrived at Jinan in the afternoon yesterday. The city of Jinan was empty, and we were about to go to the regent to report the news." Gu Pu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized. He walked to Lu Fengchun and knelt down, kowtowing endlessly. While kowtowing, he cursed in his mind that the Han people were so shameless. He had finished all his words and couldn't find any unnecessary words for himself. As for how many Ming troops landed, he didn't know, and he didn't want to expose Lu Fengchun's trick. The greater the number of Ming troops, the smaller the charges they bear. "That's nonsense." Jierhalang slammed the table, "Where did the Ming army come from with a hundred thousand troops? How could Zhai ZheDo beans become soldiers? " Lu Fengchun glanced at Gu Pu, and said goodbye, leaving me alone to say, you are a Manchu, and your words have weight. Gu Pu gritted his teeth and said: "The Ming army is said to be one hundred thousand, and Shandong is with them, and Jinan's defenses are empty. The last general has disgraced his mission and escaped with his life just to deliver the news of the Shandong rebellion to the regent." "You two, okay, how dare you lose the huge Jinan City like this?" Jierharan wanted to cry. Tears. He doesn't mind that Dorgon is wise and powerful now, he just hopes that everything is fake and nothing has happened in Shandong. "How many Ming troops have landed?" " Without knowing the strength of the Ming army, he could not make a decision. Should he rush to recapture Jinan overnight? Or should he wait for Dorgon's army to withdraw before attacking Jinan? Jinan is guarded between Shandong and the capital, and cannot be lost. Xuzhou is not far from Jinan. The cavalry can reach it in two or three days by galloping, and the infantry can reach it by water in only four or five days. However, Xuzhou is under attack from the Ming army. Jierhalang's head is about to burst. Pu and Lu Fengchun looked at each other, and finally Gu Pu said: "The Ming army coming to Jinan is about 20,000 to 30,000 people." He did not dare to exaggerate too much. The Ming army of 100,000 landed in Dengzhou and sent 30,000 Come to attack Jinan, this lie is not too outrageous. "How many remaining defeated troops do you have?" " Lu Fengchun said: "The Jinan garrison only has one thousand people, and there are two thousand soldiers and horses in Linqing. I have ordered them to go south along the canal. There are 10,000 soldiers and horses, mainly soldiers with yellow flags. There is no chance of success in attacking Jinan City held by 20,000 to 30,000 Ming troops. Jierhalang made a decision: "Don't go south anymore." The king will order people to report to the regent. You must summon soldiers and horses from all the prefectures in Shandong on the spot, and ask all prefectures and counties to prepare for defense. You must not let the thieves spread. " "I will lead the army to the outside of Jinan City to block the offensive of the Ming thieves." He thought for a while and then shouted loudly outside the door: "Elongduo, order someone to send a message to Beijing City, which means that the thieves have invaded Shandong and the capital is under martial law. "A thick voice came from outside the door: ""