After all, he is a king who claims to be eloquent, impulsiveness and recklessness are not his successful choices, he can endure moving westward, and now what is there to be a minister to the Ming Dynasty, after all, it is nominal.

After being vassalized, the Qing Dynasty was not only able to avoid the threat of the Ming Dynasty for a period of time, but also allowed 200,000 people to return, so that the Qing Dynasty could quickly return to its original peak state, and at that time, the Ottoman Empire would not be able to resist the advance of the Qing Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty could plunder the Mughal Empire and the Ottoman Empire to continuously increase its strength.

After some difficult struggles, although his heart has been inclined to compromise with Daming, but for the face of his king, at this moment, it is still difficult to say, at least a day or two, wait for the generals and the clansmen to stabilize their emotions a little, otherwise this will be a great blow to the majesty of his king.

Moreover, making a decision immediately will also make Da Ming look down on Da Qing even more, thinking that Da Qing is already cowardly.

Due to several considerations, Dorgon had already decided to make a decision at least two days later, after all, the Ming did not have many troops in Jungar, and even if he wanted to react, it should not be possible for a while.

"That's it! Stop arguing! This matter will be discussed tomorrow! Dolgon slammed the table and stopped the two of them, who were so red and thick that they could hardly help but move.

Dolgon was still quite majestic, and with a loud shout, Ao Bai and Zihar immediately stopped arguing, and each snorted coldly, no longer looking at the other.

In this way, the Manchurians each went back with a chaotic mood.

Dolgon thought very well for himself and for the sake of the entire Qing Dynasty to retain a trace of dignity, even if he had a decision in his heart, he planned to postpone making a decision for a few days.

However, what Zhu Cihe and the Ming court wanted was not for the Manchus to bow their heads with a trace of dignity, but for the Manchus to have no dignity and bow their heads in the most thorough and powerless posture.

In the eighth year of the Ming Dynasty, on November 9, when Dolgon and the Manchu generals had not yet made a final decision.

At the junction of the western border of the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, Ji Feng and other 20,000 iron cavalry of the First Army of the Ming Dynasty were already waiting here.

As the Ming army appeared at the border, they were spotted by a troop of Manchu Buraha servant cavalry patrolling there.

"Not good! It's the army of the Ming Dynasty, go and report to the general! More than a dozen patrolling Qing army servants turned their horses' heads and galloped wildly.

Ji Feng found the dozen or so fleeing Qing army servants and cavalry, but he didn't pay attention to it, he led the first army to invade the Manchu Qing Dynasty at the behest of the emperor this time, and he wanted to go openly.

"Attack with all your troops!" Ji Feng ordered with pride.

"Attack!" The 20,000 iron cavalry of the First Army galloped rapidly, rushing into the Manchu Bulha steppe like a tiger, and continued to march towards the depths of the Braha steppe with extremely pressing momentum.

At this moment, it has entered winter, and although it has not snowed yet, a cold wind has already blown on the Braha grassland.

The 20,000 soldiers of the First Army were dressed in fur coats, wearing leather gloves on their hands, and their rifles and swords shimmered in the sun.

After about a stick of incense, the scout in front came to report.

"Newspaper"

"Discover a Manchu nomadic tribe with a population of about two thousand!" The scout came to Ji Feng and reported loudly.

"Good! Destroy them! Ji Feng smiled indifferently and ordered.

The 20,000 iron cavalry of the First Army immediately galloped towards the Burha tribe with murderous vigour, indicating that many Manchu Bulha people would be killed, and a 2,000-strong Burha tribe would be destroyed.

This is a war, although it sounds a little cruel, but the enemy is the enemy, Ji Feng and the officers and men of the First Army are all veterans of the battlefield, and they don't feel that there is anything unbearable and shouldn't be done, it's only that this is a war between the two countries.

The Iron Cavalry of the First Army appeared around this Burha tribe, and immediately, more than 300 Braha cavalry of the remaining tribe came out to meet them.

"Bang Bang Bang"

One shot, one shot, hundreds of Braha cavalry were shot.

"Boom"

As they approached, a few more grenades blew up the remaining Bulha cavalry.

"Killing" the soldiers of the First Army replaced them with swords, and slaughtered into the remaining 200 Braha cavalry like wolves.

The sword and sword shadows, blood splashed everywhere, the only remaining Bulha cavalry had long been frightened stupid, where was there any courage to resist, let alone the will to fight compared with the soldiers of the Ming army.

Soon, all of the Braha cavalry were slaughtered.

The soldiers of the First Army slaughtered into the tribe, and as long as it was a young Burha, none of them could escape the killing.

Screams and fear enveloped the entire tribe, and soon, this tribe of 2,000 people, together with more than 300 cavalrymen who were killed, were killed nearly 800 people, and almost all of the rest were captured by the Ming army, including tens of thousands of cattle and sheep.

The first battle was successful, this place is not far from the border of the Ming Dynasty, even if the war is still behind, but Ji Feng obviously does not intend to give up these spoils, and then left thirty soldiers to escort these prisoners and cattle and sheep back to the Ming Dynasty, while he led the main army to continue deep into the Bulha grassland, looking for the Qing army left in the Bulha grassland.

As one tribe by one was destroyed, news flew like snowflakes towards Isfahan.

The atmosphere of the war became more and more intense, and finally, the 60,000 Qing army servants and cavalry who stayed on the Bulha grassland couldn't bear it anymore and came out to intercept Ji Feng and other 20,000 Ming army iron cavalry.

Just near the center of the Braha grassland, Ji Feng and other 20,000 Ming army iron cavalry and 60,000 Qing army servant cavalry faced each other at a distance of more than 800 meters.

The Qing army consisted mainly of 2,000 Eight Banners and 58,000 Braha servant cavalry, and the commander of this large army was the King of Braha canonized by Dolgon and a Manchu Eight Banner Zhangjing.

"Commander, the enemy has 60,000 cavalry, should our army immediately build an artillery position?" A Ming army general asked Ji Fengdao.

"Nonsense! In such a big war, of course, artillery must be used! Ji Feng scolded.

Although according to the combat effectiveness of the First Army, Ji Feng has absolute confidence in defeating the 60,000 Qing cavalry in front of him without artillery, but since the cannon has been brought, why not use it, Ji Feng is not arrogant, the lion fights the rabbit and still does his best, using artillery can speed up the collapse of the enemy army, at least it can make the enemy army unable to effectively gather on a large scale to form horns, in the case that the enemy army cannot form a large-scale cavalry formation, but his own army can form a cavalry formation, the casualty ratio is not proportional, What's more, the individual weapons equipped by the soldiers of the First Army can crush the Qing army, and it is not a problem to defeat the 60,000 Qing army iron cavalry with the lowest possible casualties.

The big battle is about to begin.

Two thousand Ming soldiers dismounted to build artillery positions, while the remaining nearly 18,000 cavalry of the First Army prepared for the attack.

"Kill" the cavalry of the Qing army took the lead in killing.

"Killing" Ji Feng also ordered nearly 18,000 cavalry of the First Army under his command to meet the battle.

The Ming Dynasty and the Manchu Qing Dynasty after moving westward were engaged in the first large-scale war after a gap of nearly five years.