"Return to the prince, Yilanbo discovered the flying ball of the Ming army." The explorer ran back to the camp, knelt down in front of Jirgalang, and reported loudly.

Jirgalang frowned and pondered without saying a word, and thought to himself: The Ming army had mostly received news in advance, knowing that our army was going to attack Haizhou from here. Alas, this matter has been done so secretly, how could it be leaked? As one of the regents, he knew Dorgon liked to use "japan". He was very supportive of this, because Lao Khan had used it well and knew everything about the Beijing court.

However, now Nikan has learned to use it, but he seems to have taken off all his daughter, letting them see wherever they want.

"Prince, do you want to fight in another place?" the aide next to him asked tentatively.

After Jiergalang returned from the gate, he felt deeply uncomfortable and could not heal for a long time. At this time, he had exhausted a lot of his energy and physical strength. Others may not be able to see it, but he himself knew that if he had attacked Haizhou in another place, he might not be able to withstand the pain of long-distance raids.

"What else can I change? Let's fight here!" Jirgalang said: "If the Nine Kings can't get our news, I'm afraid it will miss the military information."

Now that Manchuria is fighting against the Ming army, they are always trembling, as if two naughty guys who do bad things have agreed to go in and out together. Once they find that their partners have run away, they will never stop for a moment.

If the plan was changed at the last minute, Dorgon's Eastern Army would probably think that he had escaped and then withdraw his troops. It is not easy to recruit troops once in the cold winter, so how can he withstand such trouble?

——If the Qing Dynasty could not win a big victory, the foundation laid by Lao Khan and the late emperor would no longer exist.

Although he only launched a strong attack before the Ming army was ready to go, delaying the speed of the Ming army's advance. However, its tragic nature was like a battle for the survival of the country. Jirgalang was a little dazed, and somehow a tear oozed out.

...

"If this battle is won, will the Ming army no longer attack my country capital?" The eleven-year-old Fulin grew up under pressure and was increasingly dissatisfied with listening to his mother's explanation of the situation outside. He prefers to directly consult with ministers such as Sony, Hong Chengchou and others.

At this moment, Sony, Qi Chongge, Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng and others stood in front of Fulin, lowering their heads, not knowing how to answer.

This made Fulin a little irritated. He didn't know how to reverse the current situation, as if dark clouds were pressing down on the top of the sky every day. For this reason, he imitated Ming Dynasty everywhere, even his hair was left without anyone being allowed to shave. He also waived the important officials' kneeling and ceremonies, allowing them to stand and speak without any turning point.

Although he trusted the most was Sony Bakkash, even Sony suggested that he consult Hanchen. It can be seen that the wisest Manchuria had reached the point of being desperate.

"Hong Chengchou, tell me." Fulin pointed Hong Chengchou's name.

"Emperor." Hong Chengchou swallowed his saliva and secretly glanced at Sony. Seeing that the cunning old minister closed his eyes and rested, as if he was asleep, he finally said: "According to my opinion, there is no better way to seek peace."

Sony trembled slightly, but he still didn't open his eyes.

Qi Chongge looked at him sideways and was about to raise an objection, but he heard Fulin say like a little adult: "Mr. Hong is here."

Hong Chengchou hunched over and said, "Emperor, the territory of the Ming Dynasty is no more than ten thousand miles from west to east, from Beijing to Shengjing at least half a month and one month. The territory is as wide as it is, it is difficult to send officials to manage it. Especially since our Liaodong is not rich in local products, if the Ming army stationed here for a long time, how could the national treasury bear it?"

"Since Mr. Hong knows, why do you still ask for peace!" Qi Chongge shouted: "Since the Ming Dynasty cannot be stationed for a long time, our dynasty only needs to stop him outside Shengjing, and they will eventually retreat. Even if they do not retreat, they will not be able to attack Shengjing for a long time!"

Fu Lin moved forward, obviously preferring Qi Chongge's statement.

"The key is that you can't defend Shengjing." Hong Chengchou lowered his head and said something extremely regrettable.

"I have Manchuria..." Qi Chongge was furious.

"What else?" Hong Chengchou interrupted Qi Chongge's shouting: "When I entered the pass, I collected the people's strength. When I entered the pass, I collected the people's strength. The Eight Banners of Manchuria, the Three Tribes of Mongolian Banners, and one Tribe of Han Banners, and got more than 70,000 armored soldiers. I also transferred nearly 100,000 men of coated clothes. It was already the foundation of our dynasty. When I returned from the pass, the banners suffered heavy losses and did not have enough food. I was suffering from disasters year after year. This time, the two regents recruited 60,000 troops, which was approaching the limit. What else should I use to defend Shengjing?"

"The elite soldiers of the Ming army are not inferior to those of me, Bayala, and there are 30,000. If they include their auxiliary soldiers and civil servants, they may have exceeded 200,000." Fan Wencheng reported the military strength of the Ming army, and he was panicked. If he only looked at the number of elite soldiers in the Ming army, it seemed to be half less than the Qing army, but if Baoyi Aha in the Qing army was not counted, but only counted armored soldiers, the Ming army would have an advantage.

"You Han people are just shaking the morale of the Qing army!" Qi Chongge cursed.

Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng quickly fell to the ground and claimed in unison: "I have died."

Fulin was in his mind for a long time before he digested the message just now and said, "Two gentlemen, you can stand apart."

Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng did not dare to stand up and still knelt on the ground.

Qi Chongge also knelt down and said, "Master! We can still defend Shenyang. If we can't defend Shenyang, we can go to Ningguta! The Ming army will eventually leave. Even if they don't leave, they will slowly become depressed and finally change back to their previous appearance."

It has to be said that Qi Chongge's view is very consistent with the development laws of things, which makes Hong Chengchou unable to refute. Moreover, the Qing Dynasty had a personal experience in this regard. The Eight Banners Army, which was invincible before, became depressed a few days after entering the pass.

In this dim side hall, there is another person who can suppress Qi Chongge.

Sony slowly opened his turbid eyes, and his voice was still full of energy: "Master, if it was for the Qing Dynasty, we should guard Shengjing. If it was for Manchuria, we could only move north, even if we moved to the East China Sea." Sony's so-called East China Sea was on the coast of Heilongjiang in later generations, and even for the Donglu, it was a place of extreme east.

Fulin was a little hesitant. Before the fall of Haizhou, he also consulted Sony Bakish about his opinion. At that time, the old Bakish advocated defending Shenyang. He asked in confusion: "Sony Bakish, you have said before that the Ming army will chase us wherever we escape."

Sony's eyelids twitched and said, "Master, that's true."

"Then we still run away?"

"If you don't leave, there will be no Manchu in twenty years." Sony said: "Haizhou was not lost that day, and it will lose morale easily. Now Haizhou has been lost, and the southwest gate of Shengjing is wide open, which is not conducive to Shengjing's defense. What's more, those who dare to speak Manchu and Mongolian in the Ming army will be punished, and those who wear Manchu clothing will be executed. This clearly cuts off the foundation of our Manchus."

Fulin blinked his eyes, and saw Qi Chongge's forehead exposed and said loudly: "Can you escape by escaping?"

"It's better than being beaten up in one go." Sony sighed.

Fulin didn't know how difficult it would be to continue walking northeast, so he pretended to be a mature person and nodded: "I understand. I'll ask my mother to know. Let's kneel down and rest assured."

The crowd waited for a while and then bowed out of the side hall.

Qi Chongge went out, looked at everyone with anger, and walked away first. Sony wanted to speak to Hong Chengchou but stopped, and finally just shook his head and left immediately.

For a moment, only Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng were left. Both of them were Han people, but they were opponents. Finally, Hong Chengchou put down his airs first and said, "This time the two kings attacked Haizhou, winning is not enough to change the country's destiny. If they lose, Shengjing will be difficult to defend."

Fan Wencheng said: "Sony's eyes are like a torch. Perhaps as he said, he is going to move north to Ninggu Tower."

"If Shengjing is lost, there are no dangerous mountains and rivers all the way to Ningguta, and it will not be able to be protected."

"What does Mr. Hong mean?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to Huining Mansion." Hong Chengchou sighed.

After Fan Wencheng turned around and found Nuer to work in the local chronicles, he realized that Huining Mansion was originally Shangjing of Wanyan's family in the Jin Dynasty, and was more than a thousand miles away from Shengjing and Shenyang. In the past, he always thought that more than a thousand miles was a long and safe distance, but now looking at the Ming army approaching step by step, it was no longer a thousand miles away.

If so, I really want to be thousands of miles away from these Ming troops.

...

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month of the 21st year of Chongzhen, Jiergalang led the main army of Zhenghuang Banner, the Inlaid Yellow Banner and the Zhenglan Banner to descend from the northwest of Haizhou and attack Haizhou. At the same time, Dorgon's two white banners and two red banners also appeared in the northeast of Haizhou.

Although Xiao Donglou had no intelligence support from Song Hongye, he could not know the route of the march ten days and half a month in advance, he still had time to prepare through the news from Guangshu, as well as other channels from the Jinyiwei and the Military Intelligence Department.

Chang Zhifan was indeed unstoppable when the fortune came. An accidental encounter made him discover the vanguard force of the main force of Zhenghuang Banner, which was the front of Jingludun. The protection force arranged before immediately became the vanguard reconnaissance force and took the initiative to conduct a test attack, making Jiergalang think that his whereabouts were exposed, so he could only give up the raid and camp on the spot.

The main force of the Second Army that arrived later quickly arranged frontier positions and logistics lines with Jingludun as the center. All work was carried out in an orderly manner according to the teachings, without Chang Zhifan's concern at all. Xiao Donglou also arranged the Third Division as the main vanguard to conduct defensive operations against Jiergalang.

When Dorgon saw Jirgalang stopping and did not dare to go deeper alone. He knew the system of the third battalion and three divisions of the Ming army, and he also learned to look at the military flags and identify the organization of the Ming army through friction and inquiries. Now only news of one division of the Ming army came from Jirgalang, so it was self-evident where the other two divisions were. He must have set up a trap waiting for him to step in.

The most rational way is to return to the court and defend the territory south of Shengjing.

It’s just that civil servants can be rational, but soldiers may not be rational.

What a humiliation it is to run around the snowy field in the winter and finally retreat without fighting!
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