"Trash, a bunch of trash."
In Ning Yuan's camp, Dorgon roared angrily.
All 40 cannons had been destroyed, completely destroyed. Other than being melted down, they had no other use. It would take a few months to build a new batch of cannons. Even if he transferred them from other places, it would take at least half a month. How was he going to attack Ning Yuan?
Pushing the ladder?
That thing was used to commit suicide in front of the cannon.
Let the soldiers attack the city like ants?
Back then, Jin Guofeng had led three thousand men to Mount Song and forced his father to retreat. Back then, his father had cannons, but now he didn't even have one. How could he attack Ningyuan, where ten thousand soldiers were defending with dozens of cannons and thousands of muskets? Even if he could use human lives, how many Eight Banners soldiers was he prepared to use? Five thousand dead and wounded, including the previous battles, a total of ten thousand Eight Banners soldiers were gone. How many more did he plan to lose?
This was not all.
The fire in Jinzhou had also burned a large amount of military rations that he had stored there. If Tan Tai had not put out the fire with all his might, even the gunpowder warehouse would have been burned down, and more than 200 people would have died in the fire.
That dog emperor was really ruthless!
Speaking of which, he felt like he was going crazy. He really didn't know what to do. His reason told him that he couldn't fight anymore, but he had to take revenge for his brother. The Banner Lords of Shengjing City were all watching him. If he returned in defeat, it would shake his position. However, if he continued to fight, he had to be prepared to pay a heavy price. If there were too many casualties, those Banner Lords would definitely not let him off. Moreover, it was useless for him to fight to the death to seize Ning Yuan. There was still Shanhaiguan in the south, and he still couldn't enter the original place. If he went south around Ning Yuan and went straight to Shanhaiguan, Wu Sangui would surrender to him. If Wu Sangui refused to surrender to him, what would he do? Attack Shanhaiguan with Li Zicheng? How despicable would he be? Li Zicheng would never give Shanhaiguan to him, not to mention that he couldn't reach Shanhaiguan. Li Zicheng had already surrounded the place on all sides. It was impossible for him to contact Wu Sangui even if he wanted to, unless he could take the initiative to attack the Shun army from behind and help Wu Sangui out of the predicament...
Uh, then he was even more despicable!
At this moment, the Ming army was his enemy!
In fact, if Wu Sangui were to join forces with Li Zicheng, his army would be in danger of being completely wiped out.
"Your highness, you can't act on impulse.”
Fan Cheng said carefully.
"The most important thing for us is to enter the pass. That Li Chuang has gone against the rules. The gentry inside the pass have long been enemies with him and are hoping that the Great Qing army will rescue them! As long as His Highness crosses the Great Wall, they will definitely welcome the royal army with a feast. Li Chuang was currently being held back by Wu Sangui at Shanhaiguan. Beijing's defense was weak. If our army traveled day and night out of Gubeikou and headed straight for Beijing through Miyun, we would be able to easily seize Beijing before he returned. At that time, if we cut off Li Zicheng's retreat, he would naturally collapse. The entire north of the Yellow River would be under the Lord's command.”
Then, he said.
"Dog slave, aren't you going to take revenge for me?”
Without hesitation, Dordor punched him in the face. Fan Cheng screamed and fell to the ground, spitting out two bloody front teeth. Dordor wanted to hit him again, but Dorgon kicked him down. Dorgon quickly stepped forward and helped Fan Cheng up. He wiped the blood off his face and pointed at Dordor, shouting,"Drag him out and beat him ten times!"
"Your Highness, please calm down!"
Fan Cheng wiped the blood off her face and said with tears of gratitude,""Your Highness, please calm down. Prince Yu and Prince Ying are brothers and it was just a moment of impulse. If Your Highness punishes Prince Yu for this servant, then this servant can only die.”
"Hmph, I'll let you off this time. Hurry up and call the medical officer!”
Dorgon shouted at Dordor.
Tudor walked away resentfully.
"Your Highness, please think twice. This is the best opportunity for the Qing Dynasty to seize the land. We must not lose it because of the revenge of the King of Ying. This servant can guarantee that as long as the army enters the pass, the gentry inside the pass will definitely submit to the Qing Dynasty without hesitation. That dog emperor is just a few tens of thousands of remnant soldiers. He is hanging alone in a small place like Ningyu, just waiting for the south to receive him.”
Fan Cheng said while wiping the blood.
As he spoke, he spat out another tooth.
Dorgon looked at Ning Yuan and hesitated.
Fan Cheng immediately understood.
"Your Highness, why don't you let this servant persuade Li Yutian and the others? They are all northerners, and they definitely won't be willing to go to the south with that dog Emperor. As long as we promise them great benefits, they will be given a high position and a generous salary.”
he said resolutely.
"This matter can't be done. How can we let Mister take the risk?”
Dorgon said.
"Your Highness, this servant has already pledged my life to the country. Even if I have to sacrifice my life for the Qing Dynasty, I will not hesitate. Why would I be afraid of this little danger?”
Fan Cheng said.
"Sir…"
Dorgon grabbed his shoulder excitedly.
Of course, he was just saying it. He hoped that Fan Cheng could persuade Li Yutian to surrender. This way, he could at least be considered victorious. Then, he would immediately return to the west and take the opportunity while Li Zicheng was being held back by Wu Sangui at Shanhaiguan to take the back road and attack Beijing as quickly as possible. He could do this with all the cavalry. It was impossible for Li Zicheng to know his movements. Even if he did, he could guarantee that he would arrive in Beijing before Li Zicheng with the difference in speed between the two parties. In the end, he had long wanted to do this but it was just too shameful for him to return without any results after suffering heavy losses. Being able to persuade Ning Yuan to surrender was at least a gain so the Qing Dynasty's loyal good servant Fan Cheng bid farewell to his respected Prince Rui and went to Ning Yuan to do the work he was best at.
After he arrived at Ningyuan City and explained his intentions, Li Yutian readily let him in.
"Surrender?"
"What makes you think we can surrender?" Li Yutian asked with interest.”
"Duke Li, the Ming Dynasty has no way and the world has fallen apart. The ruler of the Great Qing Dynasty is wise and virtuous. It is indeed the destiny. Isn't it natural for Duke Li and the generals to abandon the way and return to the destiny?”
Fan Cheng said with a smile.
"What happened to your face?"
Li Yutian asked.
"Uh, I fell off my horse."
Fan Cheng said.
" Haha, I thought you were beaten by your master. I heard that even your wife was raped by Tudor. You can still say such words. Your skin is really thick. No wonder Saint said that people like you are cheap bones. It's uncomfortable to not be whipped by your master for a day.”
Li Yutian said.
"Uh, it's just a rumor."
Fan Cheng said awkwardly.
"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. You don't think we'll surrender just because of what you said just now, do you? Don't take out things that play with your lips. Although I'm not talented, I'm still a Jinshi. You're a student. Don't make a fool of yourself. Take out something real.”
Li Yutian said.
Fan Cheng felt awkward again. This was the pain of his life. He said sadly in his heart,"Prince Rui of First Rank promised that if Duke Li were to submit to Qing, then everything would follow the example of the Three Shun Kings and grant Duke Li the title of Yi Shun King, and grant the two Generals of Tang and Cao the title of Zhong Shun Duke and Ren Shun Duke. The three of them would set up a flag and be in charge of it for generations and would give the soldiers fifty thousand silver. The other officers could be listed by the three of them and each of them would be given a hereditary position. Of course, if the three of you have other requests, Prince Rui of First Rank would be magnanimous and would definitely agree.”
It should be said that this condition was very good.
After all, this time was different from when Shang Kexi and the others surrendered. At that time, the Ming Dynasty was the orthodox, and the Manchu Dynasty was only a small barbarian tribe in the north. But now, the Ming Dynasty had even lost Beijing, and almost all of the north had fallen into Li Zicheng's hands. For Dorgon to offer such conditions was indeed generous enough.
Li Yutian tapped his fingers on the table while Fan Cheng looked at him carefully.
"Did Saint have a good time in your territory?”
Li Yutian suddenly said.
"No, your esteemed lord has been hiding in the forest ever since he escaped from Ningyuan. We haven't been able to find him yet.”
Fan Cheng said.
"Haha, as I said, with Saint's temper, he would definitely not let you live a peaceful life. Don't be stubborn. Tell me whether he burned Jinzhou or Lianshan. I'm afraid that he couldn't burn Guangning at his current speed. Did His Majesty smash the cannons you brought back to Jinzhou? How many of your villages have been massacred by His Majesty? Had Dorgon's food been burned? Could it be that the Banner Lords in Shen Yang couldn't take it anymore? Speaking of which, I wouldn't be able to stand it either. Over ten thousand people have died for a worthless Ning Yuan. There's clearly a beautiful world in the south that we can take over, but you insist on fighting to the death with us here. The lives of you Eight Banners Warriors are really too cheap.”
Li Yutian said.
As soon as he heard Dorgon's offer, he immediately guessed that the Qing army's backyard was on fire. If the Emperor's combat power was to go all out in the Manchurian Qing territory, it would be no different from a tiger being placed in a sheep pen. It would be a disaster.
"Duke Li must be joking. How could such a thing happen?”
Fan Cheng said.
He knew that he was in trouble. He did not expect the former Liaodong governor to be so cunning. He actually immediately deduced that their backyard was on fire.
"Are you joking?"
Li Yutian sneered and said," Then let's continue wasting time. I'd like to see Saint set fire to the city. Let me remind you guys that Saint can ask Taizu for gifts directly. Who knows, he might ask Taizu to give him a few hundred kilograms of gunpowder one day and then make a gunpowder bag for you to throw into the city. At that time, you probably won't think it's a joke." Someone, send the guest out. No, we have to let Mr. Fan leave something behind. Otherwise, Saint will scold us when he comes back. Let's leave Mr. Fan's nose and ears.”
Then Tang Yu waved his hand, and two soldiers who were like wolves and tigers immediately stepped forward, grabbed Fan Cheng's arm, and dragged him out.
"The two countries have come to fight without war!"
Fan Cheng screamed in horror.
"What kind of messenger are you? You're just a fugitive of my Great Ming!”
Li Yutian sneered.
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