Sony is 46 years old this year.

From the perspective of a country's government, he was quite young. However, from his appearance, he had developed age spots early. The burden on his shoulders was too heavy, so that his lumbar spine had been bent. If he hadn't intentionally straightened his back, he would be like a curled camel.

Facing the eleven-year-old emperor in front of him, Sony had only regrets.

According to the customs of the Manchus, if Shunzhi was three years older this year and more than five feet tall, he would be considered an adult. As an adult emperor, he could personally wear a battle, cultivate his prestige through war, and take power from the banner owner again - it should be simpler than when he was the late emperor. In the end, the late emperor left Fulin with two elite yellow flags.

However, the reality is that Fulin is only eleven years old, and even has to step on Aha’s back even when he gets on horseback, let alone marching and fighting. Three years later, even if the Ming army does not fight, the full-winged Eight Banners Banners will not let the power in his hands be taken away again.

Thinking of this, Sony felt worthless for Dorgon.

If Dorgon hadn't lost his main force in the Liaoxi Corridor, he would not have been weakened and would have given up his imperial power. It was precisely because Dorgon gave up on the throne and turned to his own private banner that the young Qing court would have split so quickly.

"Do you still remember that Lao Nu once told the emperor that when Sarhu was, the Ming Dynasty was so powerful? Four hundred thousand troops came to attack our Qing Dynasty! At that time, our Qing Dynasty only occupied the barren land near Jianzhou, and the day was in danger. How could he think of being able to fight against the Ming army's large brigade?

"However, Sarhu defeated hundreds of thousands of Nikan in the Battle of the World War! He was able to occupy Liaozhong. After this battle, Liaoshen was also a strong city and a trenches. I think it would be difficult to conquer it. Unexpectedly, Lao Khan attacked Shenyang in one day, and then captured Liaoyang. More than 70 castles in Liaodong were surrendered. How could humans do this? It was really the blessing of God!" Sony was excited and he became excited.

But Fulin still looked depressed and returned to the question just now: "Then, will the Ming army fight?"

Sony was immediately bored and could only say, "Now it depends on whether our army can block Nikan in Haizhou."

Fulin roughly knew the location of Haizhou, and it was not too far from Shenyang. He had walked on the line of Haizhou in Shenyang twice before, as fast as three days and as slow as five days. If he followed the speed of the Ming army, it would probably be faster.

"How far is the Ming army from Haizhou?" Fulin asked again.

Sony kowtowed. There was no reply.

It is not far away. There has not been a good news yet. It seems that the Ming army in both western and southern Liaoning has not been repelled.

This situation can only be blamed on Dorgon, who gathered troops without authorization to provoke the Ming army, and typical drinking poison to quench thirst is not done by wise people.

"Sony Baksha." Fulin's voice became even lower, "If I don't become emperor, will they not come?"

Sony's heart turned around and knew what the palace meant. It must be that the empress dowager who ruled the country from behind the curtain had discussed the issue of abdicating and seeking peace with others, which reached the ears of the young emperor.

"Your Majesty, there are some things... My Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty have reached the point of never ending." Sony said slowly: "When Lao Khan was grateful to the Liao people, he raised as many as three or four million Han people. But these Han people were not grateful and instead became enemies of Manchuria. Lao Khan then questioned them according to the law..."

Fulin interrupted, "Aobai told me that it was my Manchu who killed all these Nikans, so that the Liao land can be owned by my Manchu."

Sony kowtowed again and thought to himself: Oboi is really not enough to defeat things! What is the best way to promote the murder? I just want to be happy when I kill, but I don’t know that it will be my blood debt in the future!

"Sony Baksha, I think that if the Han people don't like it, we'll leave..." Fulin said again.

Sony smiled bitterly: "Master, we came from the bitter and cold land in the extreme north. Should we go back? There is no way to plant food there."

"We Manchus can eat meat." Fulin said: "Since the Han people are not grateful, we will not raise them anymore, just let them stay here. We Manchus can hunt, they can eat meat, and they don't have to eat food."

Sony only dared to sigh in his heart and said to himself: If it is really gone, I will not want to die in Shenyang after all. Unfortunately, you are too young after all, and I don’t know that the Manchus are now no longer able to return to the time to eat raw meat and drink blood.

"Emperor, there is a saying by the Han people: All the kings under the world are kings, and all the kings in the world are kings." Sony said: "The meaning of this is that all the world is the land of their emperors, and all the people on this land are their emperor's ministers. If we give up Shenyang, they will chase to the old city; if we give up Hetuala, they will chase to Ningguta again... In short, they will chase to continue until we kill all of us."

Fulin is still an ignorant child, but Sony knows what the concept of three million blood debt is.

This is hatred for the destruction of the country and the race!

No matter how the Ming people proclaim benevolence, righteousness and morality, they will definitely not overstate it in the face of such blood feuds.

"Why is this?" Fulin was frightened and whispered, stopping talking about abdicating and seeking peace. He just thought that the Ming army would better not fight to Haizhou, otherwise it would be too close to Shenyang.

...

"I, Wu Weiyang!"

"Take that cruel!"

"I, Wu Weiyang!"

...

Bohe Tuo was sweating in his palm. He arranged his elite troops in front of Liangfangkou Pass Road, and set up a square formation like the Ming army, hoping to fight with the Ming army. All the horse soldiers detoured on the flanks, waiting for the frontal square formation to enter the battle with the Ming army, and then the horse soldiers swept across the flanks of the Ming army.

"No one is allowed to open fire without waiting for the Ming army to open fire!" Bohe To yelled.

Bo Hetu’s understanding of firearm combat is whoever fires first will lose.

This ignorant understanding is hard-won, and it is the conclusion he came to after studying the match between Manchuria and Nikan over the past twenty years.

In previous battles, the late emperor always used weak soldiers who were vulnerable to the battle to lure the Ming army to fire. After the Ming army opened fire, it took a long time to fill the ammunition, and the Manchu soldiers broke through the front in one fell swoop.

The Ming army is no longer as weak as it was on the same day. It is purely a dream to lure them to fire guns outside the range. The Ming army's gunpowder is stronger than Manchuria, so its range and power are greater than Manchuria muskets. If you want to shoot against them, you can only wait for them to fire after they fire the guns, and then shoot volleys, and finally use the white-armored soldiers of Bayala to rush over to end the battle.

Bo Hetuo firmly believed that his tactics were the most wise, and he was even reluctant to share them with the Manchu generals who took him.

He just made a mistake of knowing the truth but not the reason.

If it were just array movements, the Ming army's firearms would certainly not fire too early. Because the closer the distance, the higher the hit rate of the muskets would be, so close-up volleys were the combat method that the Ming army dreamed of.

Wang Yi, who was walking in the middle of the array, felt it was very strange. Donglu not only listed the square array, but also collected a lot of bird guns. He no longer remembered when he saw the last time he saw the mezzanine, but looking at the density of the Donglu square array, it seemed like he was back on the school ground to shoot a target.

Bo and Tou also felt that it seemed like a disadvantage for him to be unable to be beaten by others, but if the contrailer was beaten by others, then he would not be able to shoot.

"Keep the formation and move forward!" Wang Yi stood on the chariot in the middle of the hollow square formation, pointing his sword diagonally forward.

The three square formations were pressing against each other, and the left and right wings were accompanied by square formations. The mandarin duck formation arranged between the square formations protected the two Seventeen-Gatherings to advance forward, and soon entered the best combat position and began to build an artillery position.

"Keep the formation and move forward!" Wang Yi was puzzled when he saw the Donglu formation still moving: Are they going to surrender? Or do they not know how to go through the formation at all?

As the Ming army array was getting closer, there was a little commotion in the Donglu phalanx. Bohe Tuo ordered Bayala to come forward to suppress the formation and not let the armored soldiers fire guns in advance.

"The whole army stopped!" Wang Yi passed the order to stop moving forward when he entered fifty steps.

The drum sound stopped after a brief delay, and then two cannons rang out, and the battalion artillery equipped by the Tank Division began to speak.

Bo and Tou watched the black iron bombs blast into their formation, taking away five or seven lives, causing the formation to stir up, and immediately gritted their teeth and ordered Bayala to suppress the formation.

"Master, this won't work!" Bashku, who was accompanying him, found Bohetuo, with a worried look on his face. He had originally disagreed with the Ming army's tactics against the Ming army. Who knows what tricks there are?

Bo Hetu also knew that the artillery was long. If it was bombed while standing, it would obviously collapse first. Fortunately, the Ming army had already walked into seventy steps, and the artillery on his own should be pulled out and made a debut!

Wang Yi held the telescope and watched the Donglu pull out the cannon cart. He knew that the other party was going to fire the cannon, so he raised his sword again: "Keep the formation and move forward!"

The drum beat sounded again, like thunder, but it could not hide the unified pace of the Tank Division.

Donglu's artillery finally let out a loud shout, but the projectiles were not proportional to the size of the artillery. It was obvious that the quality of the cannon medicine was insufficient, and the gunner did not dare to use too heavy projectiles.

The shells hit the Ming army formation, forming a jump, taking away the lives of three or five soldiers in a corner of the square formation.

Bo He Tuo heard the cheers in the formation, and it was obvious that the soldiers all thought it was a victory for tooth. However, as the general of the army, Bo He Tuo had a chill from the bottom of his heart.

After the Ming army was bombarded, the soldiers behind the phalanx quickly took up the position of their dead comrades. The entire formation was not at all disturbed, and the others did not even make any confusion.

Moreover, the Ming army has not fired its guns yet!

After fifty steps, the Ming army's phalanx still did not stop!

Thirty steps, will the Ming army rush into the hand-to-hand combat?

Soon, at a distance of twenty steps, Bohetuo could no longer bear the huge psychological pressure, and Bayala could no longer suppress the confusion and fearful armored soldiers, the entire formation began to shake.

"Flash the gun!" Bohe To roared with all hissings, but he already knew the end of the battle in his heart.
Chapter completed!