golden scales

"It's too wasteful for Wang Yi to only receive one thousand headquarters."

Xiao Donglou got the latest report from the front line, touched his blindfold and couldn't help shaking his head: "If this kid is in my second army, I have to give him a division no matter what!"

Cao Ning planted various flags representing Donglu on the sand table, and said: "The Mongols in Hetao (Liaohe) did not send troops this time. It seems that they all think that Donglu is powerless. Should we directly attack Shenyang or go to Save Dongning?" He paused, and then said: "Shooting Shenyang is actually saving Dongning, besieging Wei to save Zhao." After saying this, it is obvious that he still hopes to directly hit Shenyang.

"That's what I said, but there must be some villains chewing their tongues, saying that I will not save me, and only have credit in my eyes." Xiao Donglou lightly tapped Dongning Acropolis: "This city is not big, and 500 people guard it. Not enough, if Wang Yi makes a mistake, it will be my Daming's loss. I can't take this risk."

Cao Ning also admired Wang Yi's ability to attack day and night and conquer two cities in a row.Although Liaoyang had an internal response to open the door, Dongningwei only had Manchurian soldiers stationed there. Although they were not elite, they were still struggling. If the tank division could beat it down, there would certainly be no casualties.

"Let Zhang Ying hold on to Jierhalang, and let's drive Dorgon to Dongning. If we want to chase and fight, it's best to beat Dorgon and even disrupt our own positions." Xiao Donglou ordered.

As a result, the Second Army gave up cleaning the battlefield, and even refused to collect the spoils, and went straight to Dongningwei, which was about to be annihilated by the Donglu army.

Even the Second Army, which is a friendly army, is so desperate, and She An, who is directly under the leadership, spares no effort, and can only urge to hurry while complaining.However, it is not unreasonable for the Tank Division to be able to charge so fast. Their fighters are all veterans who have survived nine deaths. Their physical fitness index far exceeds that of the entire army.

Don't say Donglu can't catch up with them.Even my own people can't catch up.

"Don't let me see that kid again, or I'll beat him with a whip!" She An swept away the peace of the past, revealing a ferocious face: "Quick! The whole division is forced to march! Get to Dongningwei as soon as possible!"

Wang Yi was in Dongningwei, but he didn't have the worries of Xiao and She. He was happily standing on the dilapidated wall of the Acropolis looking at the besieged Qing army below.

"Did you do your best this time?" Zhang Li followed up: "The trainer is taking care of the wounded and sick, and said we need more quilts."

"Brother marched thousands of miles back then. Not to mention quilts, he didn't even have a straw mat." Wang Yi laughed and said, "Seeing how they want to fight but dare not fight, what do you think they are worried about?"

"Should there be a battle on the periphery?" Zhang Li said: "There is no sound of artillery, most likely the friendly forces marched to keep up. Your plan has indeed messed up Donglu, but we seem to be messed up too."

"We can't mess up." Wang Yi touched his chin: "By the way, don't we have more than 300 brothers who can fight? I was thinking..."

"Don't think about anything!" Zhang Li shouted: "Why don't you be reconciled if you don't finish our family? You still want to fight Fushun? Hit Hetuala? What about the injured brother who can't move! You kill the prisoners I hold my nose and admit it, if you even abandon your brother, I will try my best to stand trial and take away your command right now!"

"I was just thinking..." Wang Yi stared blankly at the usually cowardly chief of staff: "Defend the city in two shifts to ensure combat power."

Zhang Li let out a heavy breath.Pulling the hem of the military uniform, straightened the skirt, and said neatly: "Yes, I will arrange it right away."

"Your face changes very quickly, kid." Wang Yi shouted.

"Huh? What?" Zhang Li said innocently as he went down the city.

……

"My lord! Master!"

There was a panic in the city of Shenyang. Dorgon, who was on the expedition, finally failed to withstand the blow of defeat. He was so angry that he finally fell down.After the entire army lost its coach, it no longer had the determination to stick to the battle.They all collapsed.Sukesaha and a group of hardcore servants carried Dorgon back to Shenyang and directly into the palace.

At this time Dorgon has woken up.Tried to sit up but couldn't. The 11-year-old Fulin was brought in front of Dorgon, stretched out his little hand without a teacher, and held Dorgon's cold big hand tightly.

"Emperor..." Dorgon put all his strength into his body, and said, "Uncle is dying, you should go."

Fulin was frightened and frightened, and couldn't help but shed tears.Said: "Uncle Wang! Where are we going?"

Dorgon shook Fulin's little hand, raised his eyes to see the Empress Dowager Zhuang standing behind Fulin, and said word by word: "Go north, go to Daweichang, go to Ninggu Pagoda..."

A pair of hands turned white from the cold fell on Fulin's shoulders.It was Fulin's biological mother, the current Empress Dowager Zhuang, Huang Taiji's Concubine Zhuang of Yongfu Palace.

Dorgon looked up at the woman he was going to marry, his lips twitched, and said, "Don't go, Horqin."

The queen mother didn't expect Dorgon to say such a thing, she was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

Fulin didn't know the reason, but felt that Uncle Wang's hand became extremely heavy, which made him unable to hold it, so he had to let it fall on the couch.

On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the 21st year of Chongzhen, Dorgon, known as "wisdom", ended his life.He didn't enjoy the temple name "Chengzong" in the original script of history, and he couldn't become a handsome boy to be passed down by women of later generations.

If Feng Bin's work in Northeast China achieves the intended goal, after a hundred years, no one will know that there was such a person who played games in the world in history.

On the 21th day of the twelfth lunar month in the [-]st year of Chongzhen, the first shell of the Ming army hit the city wall of Shenyang, leaving a cobweb-like crack on the brick surface.

Within the Qing court, there was endless debate on whether to flee to Daweichang, which is the area around Liaoyuan in later generations, or to Horqin, Fulin's grandfather's family.From a geographical point of view, Horqin is closer to Shenyang, and Horqin is also the in-laws of the captives of the past dynasties, and is a representative of the integration of Manchu and Mongolian.

"If you go to Horqin, you can also borrow troops from Mongolia to restore the country."

Many people have such illusions about Horqin.

However, Sony, Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng and other resourceful people are clear in their hearts: Once they go to Horqin, the Qing Dynasty will really have no chance of recovery.If the Ming army stopped at this point, Prince Horqin would coerce the emperor of the Qing Dynasty to fill the tribes.If the Ming army persisted, they would probably sacrifice Fulin to protect themselves.

From this point of view, they are standing with Dorgon.

However, moving north in the direction of Daweichang or Ninggu Pagoda, not only cannot gather more troops, but the current troops cannot be maintained.

Compared with Daweichang, Ninggu Pagoda and other truly bitter and cold places, Liaodong is simply a small Jiangnan outside the customs, a place like heaven.

"Even if our ancestors can have a huge foundation with thirteen sets of armor, even if we live in Ninggu Pagoda, we will be better than then!" Obai and other generals said one after another.

Sony could only shake his head when he heard this.

The Jianzhou Jurchen's hometown is in Jianzhou Zuowei on the Tumen River, not in the ice and snow Ninggu Pagoda.There is the lair of Haixi Jurchen.Leaving aside whether they can adapt to the severe cold there, the hatred of the Sibu of Haixi towards Aixinjueluo's family alone is not so easy to resolve.

"Mr. Hong, the late emperor relied heavily on you when he was alive. In your opinion, what should we do?" Sony simply tore away all vanity and asked Hong Chengchou for advice.

Hong Chengchou sighed, "The safest thing to do now is to surrender."

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were shocked when they heard the words. No one thought that Hong Chengchou would say such words.

Sony stood firm.He has long known that no matter whether he fights, defends, or walks, there is only one dead end. He is just holding a little luck, hoping that Jierhalang and Dorgon can come back.Now Jierhalang is isolated, Dorgon is dead, and the inner palace hopes to go to Horqin, but he himself knows that Horqin is as dangerous as Ningguta... and the latter is just the environment, while the former is the heart.

After all the calculations, there is only one way to go.

"The Ming army was brutal, so what if we must kill the grass?" Sonny asked.

"Whether it is Liaodong or Haixi, it is too far away from Ming Dynasty." Hong Chengchou said: "It is impossible for the Ming court to send a large number of soldiers and horses here, and it cannot supply so much food and fodder. It’s all about going back to the old Khan’s time. Moreover, the Ming court prides itself on benevolence and righteousness. As long as I dismiss the title of emperor and seek peace, I will not wantonly massacre, otherwise how will other barbarians deal with themselves?”

"Hong Chengchou! Now that the Liaodong Ming army kills them when they see Manchurian costumes, how can there be any kindness?" Obai shouted, "Do you want all the Shens to wear Nikan costumes in the future?"

——Didn’t you force the Han people to shave their heads after you entered the customs?If there were no such things, how could so many Han people hate you, you are really self-inflicted!

Hong Chengchou thought in his heart, but remained silent.After all, this is all about the Manchurians. If I am a surrender, if I talk too much, I will only be regarded as a disloyal second minister.

"Now there are hundreds of thousands of people under our rule, why bother to surrender?" Although Qi Chongge was dissatisfied, his confidence was already weak.

"Can hundreds of thousands of civilians be used as hundreds of thousands of troops?" Fan Wencheng retorted.He was originally a student in Shenyang, and he was more worried about surrendering to Ming Dynasty than these Manchurians, but fighting, defending and walking were not the solution, and he was feeling restless.

"If the Ming Dynasty wants to attack Shengjing by force, it will be a disaster!" Qi Chongge said, "What use will it be if they get a piece of scorched earth!"

"Why are you so concerned?" Song Hongye had originally made up his mind not to speak, but at this moment he couldn't help but said: "Now that the Ming army is approaching the city, isn't there a way out besides defending and surrendering?"

"What?" Sonny didn't have a good impression of this Zhengbaiqi slave, so his tone was not kind.

"Why can't we negotiate peace with the Ming army?" Song Hongye said.

Since you want to "talk", you have to sit down and talk, otherwise you will be talking to yourself.With the current situation, is the Ming army still willing to talk about it?

"I have received the great favor of the Regent, and I am willing to go to the Ming army alone!" Song Hongye said with high spirits. (to be continued..)

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