"It's really a waste for Wang Yi to only receive one thousand headquarters."

Xiao Donglou got the latest reward on the front line and touched his blindfold and shook his head: "If this kid is in my Second Army, he will have to give him a division!"

Cao Ning planted various flags representing the Donglu on the sand table and said, "This time the Mongols in Hetao (Liaohe) did not send troops. It seems that they feel that the Donglu is powerless to turn the world. Should we fight Chenyang directly or save Dongning?" He paused and said, "It is actually to fight Chenyang to save Dongning, and to surround Wei and save Zhao." After saying this, it is obvious that he still hopes to fight Chenyang directly.

"That's true, but there must be some villain who said that I would not save you when I die, and I only have credit in my eyes." Xiao Donglou gently pointed at Dongning Acropolis: "This city is not big, and five hundred people are not enough to defend it. If Wang Yi makes a mistake, it will be the loss of my Ming Dynasty. I can't take this risk."

Cao Ning also admired Wang Yi for being able to attack day and night, and seize two cities in a row. Although Liaoyang had an insider who opened the door, the Dongning Guard had only Manchu troops stationed. Although they were not elite, they were trapped beasts and still fought. The Tank Division could defeat it, and there would definitely be no casualties.

"Let Zhang Ying bit Jirgalang tightly, let's chase Dorgon to Dongning, and we must chase and fight. It's best to fight Dorgon even his own stance." Xiao Dong ordered downstairs.

The Second Army therefore gave up the battlefield cleaning work and even did not collect spoils. They went straight to the Dongning Guard, who was about to be destroyed by the Dongguan Army.

Even the Second Army, which was a friendly army, was so desperate. As the boss, She An spared no effort and could only urge him to rush to rush to the road while complaining. However, it is not unreasonable that the Tanks could rush so quickly. Their soldiers were veterans who were nine deaths. Their physical fitness indicators were far superior to the entire army and were well-equipped. Even the consumption of ginseng was far superior to other troops.

Not to mention that the Eastern Barbarians cannot catch up with them, even their own people cannot catch up with them.

"Don't let me see you again, otherwise I will use a whip to whip him!" She An swept away the peace of the past and showed a ferocious face: "Hurry! The entire division forces to march! Arrive to Dongning Guard as soon as possible!"

Wang Yi was in Dongning Guard, but without Xiao and She was worried, and was standing happily on the broken Acropolis wall and watching the Qing army besieged below.

"Is this time I'm doing my best?" Zhang Li followed up: "The instructor is taking care of the wounded and sick, saying we need more quilts."

"Brother was marching thousands of miles back then. Not to mention the quilt, there was not even a straw mat." Wang Yi laughed and said, "Looking at their appearance that they wanted to fight but dared not fight, what do you think they were worried about?"

"It should be that the periphery is already fighting?" Zhang Li said: "There is no sound of cannons, and it is probably because of the forced marching of friendly troops. Your plan has indeed caused chaos in the Donglu, but we ourselves seem to be in chaos."

"We can't get confused." Wang Yi touched his chin: "By the way, aren't we still more than 300 brothers who can fight? I'm thinking..."

"Don't think about anything!" Zhang Li cried out and said, "What if you don't want to give up if you don't finish our family? Do you still have to hit Fushun? Hittuala? What should you do if your brother is injured and unable to move? I pinched my nose and accepted it. If you abandon your brothers, I will seize your command even if I am on trial!"

"I'm just thinking..." Wang Yi stared at the chief of staff who was still a little cowardly on weekdays: "Depending the city in two shifts to ensure combat effectiveness."

Zhang Li let out a heavy breath, pulled the hem of the military uniform, tidy up his clothes, and said cleanly: "Yes, I'll make arrangements now."

"You boy change your face very quickly." Wang Yi shouted.

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

...

"Prince! Master!"

The city of Chenyang was in panic. Dorgon, who went to war, finally failed to withstand the defeat. He was so angry that he finally couldn't stand the attack. After the entire army lost its commander, he no longer had the determination to stand by waiting for the battle. They all collapsed. Suksaha and a group of hard-core servants carried Dorgon back to Chenyang and directly into the palace.

At this time, Dorgon had woken up. He couldn't sit up. The eleven-year-old Fulin was taken to Dorgon, and he stretched out his little hand without any guidance, holding Dorgon's cold big hand tightly.

"Emperor..." Dorgon flew into his full strength and said, "Uncle King is not good, you should go."

Fulin was afraid and shocked, and tears could not help but flow out. He said, "Uncle King! Where are we going?"

Dorgon shook Fulin's little hand, looked up and saw Empress Dowager Zhuang standing behind Fulin, and said word by word: "Walk north, go to the big yard, go to Ningguta..."

A pair of hands that were frozen white fell on Fulin's shoulders. It was Fulin's biological mother, the current Queen Mother Zhuang, and Huang Taiji's Concubine Zhuang of Yongfu Palace.

Dorgon looked up at the woman he had wanted to marry, his lips squirmed, and said, "Don't go, Korqin."

The Empress Dowager did not expect Dorgon to say such words, and was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

Fulin didn't know the reason, so he 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 of the 21st year of Chongzhen, Dorgon, who was named "wisdom", ended his life. He failed to enjoy the temple name of "Chengzong" in the original script of history, and could not become a beautiful man who was longed for by later women.

If Feng Bin achieved his predetermined goal in his work in Northeast China, he would probably not know that there was such a person who had played the world in history in history.

On the 17th day of the 12th lunar month of the 21st year of Chongzhen, the first artillery shell of the Ming army hit the city wall of Chenyang, leaving a spider-web-like crack on the brick surface.

The Qing court fled to the Daweichang, which was the Liaoyuan area in later generations, or to Korqin, the grandfather's house of Fulin, and argued endlessly. From a geographical perspective, Korqin was closer to Chenyang, and Korqin was also the in-laws of the captive lords of all generations, and was a representative of the unity of Manchuria and Mongolia.

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

Many people have such fantasies about Korqin.

However, Sony, Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng and other wise men were very wise: Once they went to Korqin, the Qing Dynasty would really have no chance to rise again. If the Ming army stopped here, Prince Korqin would use the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty to order the Meng Manchu tribes. If the Ming army insisted on refusing, they would probably give Fulin out in order to protect themselves.

From this point of view, they stood with Dorgon.

However, moving northward towards the Daweichang or Ningguta not only cannot gather more troops, but also these troops cannot maintain them now.

Compared with the large mattress, a truly bitter and cold place like Ningguta, Liaodong is simply a small Jiangnan outside the pass, a place like a paradise.

"Even if our ancestors have a huge foundation with thirteen pairs of armor, we will be better than that time even if we are trapped in Ninggu Tower!" said Oboi and other generals.

Sony could only shake his head when he heard this.

The hometown of the Jianzhou Juzhen is in the Zuowei of Jianzhou in Tumenjiang, and not in the Ningguta of the snowy land. It is the nest of the Haixi Juzhen. Not to mention whether it can adapt to the severe cold there, the hatred of the four tribes of Haixi against the Aisin Gioro family is not so easy to resolve.

"Mr. Hong, the late emperor relied on you very much. In your opinion, what should I do?" Sony simply tore away all his vanity and bluntly said that he would ask Hong Chengchou for advice.

Hong Chengchou sighed: "The most reliable solution now is to surrender."

The civil and military officials in the court were shocked when they heard this. No one expected that Hong Chengchou had said such words.

Sony remained unmoved. He had known for a long time that no matter whether he was fighting or defending, he would have to die. He just wanted Jirgalang and Dorgon to turn the tables. Now Jirgalang is isolated, Dorgon is dead and his soul is destroyed. The inner palace hopes to go to Korqin, but he himself knows that Korqin is as sinister as Ningguta... and the latter is just an environment, while the former is the heart of the people.

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

"The Ming army is cruel. What should I do if I must eradicate the roots?" Sony asked afterwards.

"Whether Liaodong or Haixi, it is too far from the Ming Dynasty." Hong Chengchou said: "The Ming court cannot send a large number of troops to station here, nor can it provide so much food and fodder. It can only rebuild the capital department, appease the tribes, and then return to the time of Lao Khan. Moreover, the Ming court claims to be benevolent and righteous. As long as our court abolishes the emperor and seeks peace, it will not slaughter a large number of slaughtering, otherwise how should other border barbarians deal with it?"

"Hong Chengchou! Now the Ming army in Liaodong killed Manchuria and Mongolian clothing. How could there be any kindness or righteousness?" Oboi shouted: "Will you have to wear Nikan clothing in the future?"

——Will you force the Han people to shave their heads after entering the pass? If there were no such things, how could so many Han people hate you? It would be a sin to do it!

Hong Chengchou thought in his heart, but he kept silent. After all, this is all about Manchus. If he is a surrendered minister, he will only be regarded as a disloyal traitor if he talks too much.

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

"Can hundreds of thousands of people be used as hundreds of thousands of soldiers?" Fan Wencheng retorted. He was originally a student in Shenyang and was more worried about surrendering to the Ming Dynasty than these Manchus, but it was not a solution to fight and defending. He was just the time to be irritated.

"If the Ming Dynasty wanted to attack Shengjing, at worst, it would be a death-death!" Qi Chongge said: "What's the use of them getting a piece of scorched earth at that time!"

"Why do you guys do this?" Song Hongye had made up his mind to not speak, but at this moment he couldn't help but speak: "Now the Ming army is at the city, isn't there any other way besides surrendering in the war?"

"What?" Sony had no good feelings for this Zhengbai Banner slave, so he was not kind tone.

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

Since we want to "talk", we have to sit down and talk, otherwise we will just talk to ourselves. In this situation, will the Ming army still be willing to talk to each other?

"I have received great kindness from the Regent and I am willing to go to the Ming army alone!" Song Hongye said enthusiastically. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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