"Ah?" Fulin opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

His first reaction was that Duoduo was pretending to be sick.

But then he realized that there was no need for Tudor to do that.

There are now four princes in the Qing Dynasty.

They are Prince Rui Dorgon, Prince Yu Duoduo, Prince Zheng Jirgalang and Prince Li Mandahai.

Dorgon was far away in southern Liaoning, while Jirgalang and Mandahai were fighting against the Ming army.

In the entire Shengjing, Duoduo has the most power.

Now that the Ming army is invading, it is the time for him to show his abilities. Why would he pretend to be sick for no reason?

After thinking this through, Fulin calmed down and asked in a deep voice, "Prince Yu... Isn't Prince Yu usually in good health? Why did he suddenly fall ill?"

The eunuch gasped and replied, "Prince Yu has sores all over his body, which look like boils...it seems that he has smallpox."

"Ah?" Fulin opened his mouth again and immediately realized that something was wrong.

He immediately shut his mouth and pointed at the eunuch and shouted, "Get out of here!"

The eunuch didn't understand what was going on, so he ran out, crawling and kneeling outside the hall, unable to get up.

The earliest record of smallpox was in Ge Hong's "Emergency Prescriptions for the Elbow" in the Jin Dynasty. At that time, smallpox was called smallpox.

"Emergency Prescriptions for the Elbow" records: There was an illness last year, and sores appeared on the head, face and body... These sores flowed from west to east and spread all over the sea.

The reason why Fulin kept his mouth shut and kicked the eunuch out was that he thought the disease could be transmitted from person to person.

"Let the imperial physician take a look!" Fulin gave the order and hurried out of the Chongzheng Hall.

In his mind, Chongzheng Hall was already dirty.

The farther away he was the better.

"Ask Sony, Tulai, Tan Tai, Aobai and others to come here. I want..." Fulin stopped speaking halfway.

He suddenly realized...he was already thirteen years old.

Consulting everything with the ministers would make him appear incompetent.

Now Jirgalang and Mandahai are fighting against the Ming army, Duoduo is seriously ill, and Dorgon is commanding the navy in southern Liaoning.

He could make his own decision for once.

Thinking of this, Fulin changed his words and said, "Let Sony, Tulai, Tan Tai, Aobai and others go to the south wall to wait for me. I want to climb the wall myself to see what is going on."

"I obey your order." Another eunuch stood up and left.

While Fulin was putting on his armor, others also got the news.

They dressed as quickly as possible, rode their horses and led their troops towards the South City.

Shortly after arriving in Nancheng, Fulin also climbed up the city wall.

"Your servants/subjects pay their respects to His Majesty." Everyone knelt down and saluted.

"Everyone, get up," Fulin said, waving his hand.

After everyone stood up, Sony came to Fulin first and whispered, "Your Majesty, there are two thousand soldiers a few miles south of the city. Although they are wearing the armor of the Eight Banners and holding the flags of the Eight Banners... their identities are unknown."

"Could it be Dorgon's men?" Fulin asked with his eyes wide open.

This was a subconscious inquiry, without any hesitation.

In his opinion, if anyone wanted to rebel, Dorgon would definitely be the first one.

"Ahem," Sony coughed lightly, "Prince Rui's troops are mostly navy, with few cavalry. Besides... Kong Youde took many cavalry with him when he supported Man Dahai, so this cavalry should not be under Prince Rui's command."

"Could it be that Jirgalang rebelled?" Fulin asked with narrowed eyes.

Sony analyzed it for a while and said, "It shouldn't be. If it is really Prince Zheng, then the cavalrymen who come here are not just 2,000."

"That's right," Fulin nodded.

If it really is Jirgalang, there will be more people coming, not fewer.

He leaned on the battlements of the city wall and looked outside the city.

The first thing that caught the eye was thousands of elite soldiers of the Plain Yellow Banner.

They lined up with their backs to the moat, looking into the distance.

At this time, Gao Wengui had led his troops to several miles south of the city. He did not dare to get too close, after all, he did not know the number of cannons on the walls of Shenyang.

Under his command, the large army rested on the spot.

Small groups of cavalry kept going back and forth to scout the enemy situation.

The Eight Banners soldiers outside the city also sent out several small cavalry units to investigate the situation of the Ming army.

When the cavalry of both sides met, the real Eight Banners soldiers asked: "Whose generals are you? Why are you not fighting on the front line, but marching to Shengjing instead?"

The fake Eight Banner soldiers were all Ming soldiers who were fluent in Manchu. They replied in fluent Manchu: "No comment."

The real Eight Banners soldiers did not act rashly because they did not understand the situation.

The fake Eight Banners soldiers were afraid of delaying important matters, so they did not take any action.

The two sides began to stalemate.

"Who is the other party?" On the city wall, Fulin clenched his right fist and punched the wall hard, "We can't just waste time like this, right? I'll lose all my face."

"Your Majesty, please calm down. I will send someone to investigate right away and will give Your Majesty an explanation!" Sony knelt on the ground and kowtowed, then stood up and sent a military order to He Luohui of the Zhenghuang Banner.

After receiving the military order, He Luohui was about to send someone to inquire when the "Eight Banners Soldiers" in the distance suddenly moved.

I saw a cavalry squad of ten people emerging from the army formation and running quickly towards the southern city wall of Shenyang.

"Stop them and ask them who they are!" He Luohui waved his hand and gave the order.

More than twenty Eight Banners soldiers rode forward to meet them.

When they were one mile away from the city wall, the two cavalry units met.

"Who are you? If you don't tell the truth, don't blame us for being rude." The Eight Banners soldiers lined up in a horizontal formation and asked loudly.

"Who are you?" the Ming army disguised as Eight Banners soldiers asked back.

"We are the subordinates of General He Luohui, the First-Class Light Cavalry Commander of the Plain Yellow Banner. Tell us who you are!"

"No comment." The Ming army continued to refuse to reveal their identity.

The Zhenghuang Banner is the elite among the elite.

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