In August, the Inner Great Wall was on the first line of Daizhou.

Yanmen Pass.

The rain was pouring down, and the black clouds were almost next to the wall, and large raindrops fell on people's heads.

The Eight Banners of the Brigade gathered inside and outside the pass, under the four-color flag, Ezhen led its soldiers to come out of the gate in an orderly manner, the fierce Sauron Battalion, the proud Chahar Mongol soldiers, the strong and murderous Aliha Chaoha Battalion, the Gebush Xianchaoha Battalion who came and went like the wind, and the flag soldiers of various banners marched from the official road on the official road that was muddy by the rain, even though the rain was pouring down, the queue was still neat and orderly.

The powerful Jurchen army, after decades of development, has become a giant beast.

Every soldier who composes it is an elite, from the extreme west of the sky to the vast Central Plains, every step of progress is accompanied by the tempering of blood and fire. Fighting and death are not a big deal for these men who come out of the mountains and forests, they are like a part of life, always around.

It's all about survival, and it used to be about fighting wild beasts, but now it's fighting with the living, it's no different, maybe it's a little easier.

Dorgon sat in the carriage and looked out the window at the armoured soldiers, the rumbling hooves mixed with the crackling raindrops, like a very rhythmic song, beating in his ears, fierce and heroic, just as he was in the mood.

He closed his eyes, felt a dizziness in his head, and leaned back on the soft couch behind him, and reached out to rub his temples, and after years of conquest and court wrestling, he was suffering from a hidden disease before he was forty years old, and he often had a premonition that one day, like his brother Dord, would die of illness on the bed.

If he dies, what will happen to the Qing Dynasty?

In the dead of night, the lonely lamp is only shadowed, he will recall the road he has traveled in his life, when his father Nurhachi was alive, he felt that it was a god that could never be surpassed, the Jurchens who were sparsely populated and lived in the shadow of the Ming Dynasty, under the leadership of his father, came out of the barren mountains, conquered Mongolia in the east, invaded Goryeo in the west, defeated the barbarian Evenks, conquered the warlike Xibes, and made the entire northern natives kneel at the feet of the Jurchens, reproducing the heyday of Dajin, but this is not enough, The eloquent Nurhachi set his sights on the majestic Ming Kingdom.

Once upon a time, when his father was still a colonel in the Liaodong General Army Li Chengliang's army, he went to Shenyang and Tieling, and under the leadership of his father, he entered Li Chengliang's uncle's mansion.

The big city, the prosperous city and the rich land opened the eyes of Dolgon who came from the ravine, and the dominance and power of the Li family, the king of Liaodong, also deeply shocked Dolgon's small heart, he never thought that the world outside the mountain was so vast and so extravagant.

Compared with the Ming Dynasty, the natives who fought in the ice and snow in the north were as ridiculous as monkeys, everything was under the control of the Ming Dynasty, and the lives of the Jurchens were as small as ants in the eyes of the Ming Kingdom.

When leaving the Ming Kingdom, his father took him to stand on the top of the mountain, looking down on the huge city, gesturing with both hands, and told him: "One day, everything here will fall into the hands of our Jurchens, and those Ming people, what we have done to us, we will return to them twice, you remember, this day will definitely come!" ”

"Use your knife to make it happen!"

This phrase rang in his ears and he has never forgotten it for decades.

Dorgon patted his thigh and opened his eyes.

The door of the carriage was opened, and a familiar figure slipped in, bringing in the wind and rain.

"Imperial Father, in fact, you don't have to go over in person, just sit in Datong and wait for me to wait for good news." Man Dahai said: "The body of a daughter can't sit down, just let the children do it." ”

Dorgon looked at him and smiled.

For Mandahai, Dolgon is very fond of it, this son of Daishan, among the younger generation of the Qing Dynasty, is extremely dazzling, can fight well and understand civil governance, and Dolgon himself is very similar when he was young.

"Dai Shan gave birth to a good son, if Yue Tuo is alive, he can't compare to this brother." Dorgon thought.

He didn't have a son, he only gave birth to a daughter, which was something that Dolgon regretted, of course, he was in the prime of spring and autumn, and he didn't know when a concubine would give birth to one, but now, Man Dahai was the person he admired and cultivated the most.

He patted Man Dahai on the shoulder and said kindly: "No, it's not that I don't trust you, Man Dahai, I have to go to Shiling Pass, I can't delay any longer, Shanxi has been in chaos for too long, and if the fire here is not extinguished, it will ignite the powder keg under our feet." ”

Man Dahai blinked, as if he had thought of something, and said in a low voice: "The imperial father is saying...... What happened to Kyozato? ”

Dolgon's gaze looked away the window, and the ironclad army marched in the rain, towering like a high wall.

"Jingli and the south, it's not very peaceful, you know, Haoge's side, there has always been movement, this king didn't kill him, it's for Taizong's sake, but the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, the party has been formed for so long, there are many people who support him, these people don't dare to say anything on the surface, they can be very active in secret."

Dorgon patted his thigh gently: "Dorgon is dead, this king is like having an arm cut off, I would have been much easier with him, but unfortunately, he is gone, no one can help me like him." ”

Man Dahai's face was flushed, with shame: "Imperial Father, I'll wait ......"

Dorgon waved his hand: "I don't blame you, you are still young, it is the time to be motivated, in another ten years, you will be like me and Dord, but now, you are not hot enough." ”

"Wang Huan of Shiling Pass is actually extremely tricky, Nikan and Bolo are not incompetent, their skills, we all know that ordinary Ming generals can't find opponents, even heroes like Hong Chengchou are among Zhong Bo."

"But what does it mean that they are defeated and Bolo is still dead?" He knocked on the window frame, the carriage moved, and moved slowly: "It means that this person is not an ordinary person, the way he used to deal with the Ming army may not work, I don't see it with my own eyes, I don't worry." ”

The rain was falling like a curtain on the roof of the car, making a sound like a pearl falling on a jade plate, and the sound of heaven and earth was drowned in the sound of rain.

"Firearms are very powerful, otherwise Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong would not have offered the craftsmen and gunners of the Ming Kingdom like treasures, we have also seen that the city wall of several zhang thick can't help but fight like paper under the bombardment of iron bullets, this is the advantage, the Ming army now has an advantage, we don't have it, we have to go and see."

"Then if Wang Huan is a young warlord as the rumors say, he has to win him over, how can he know if he doesn't try it? If you get this person, this king is in the court, no one will make noise, no matter if you have thousands of troops, you will shut up when you smash a firearm, this is the advantage. ”

"If you want to recruit this person, it is not enough for you to go, you have to go to this king in person, only to show sincerity, Hong Chengchou If it wasn't for Taizong to untie the rope for him personally, I'm afraid he wouldn't have died to serve us, this is human nature, but also people's hearts, you learn a little."

"But if you want to recruit someone, you can't force him to the end of the road, you have to beat him, make him desperate, cornered, and then agree to surrender. If you are not afraid of him, you are not afraid of death, and warriors are not afraid of death, but despair can make warriors succumb, do you know what despair is? ”

Dolgon looked at Man Dahai's eyes, and the terrifying cold glint in his eyes made Man Dahai unconsciously move.

"Uh....."

"Desperation, is to crush, to crush with absolute strength, so that the other party can not feel the hope of winning, all the hole cards are played, and there is no hope in sight, it is crushing." Dorgon stretched out his arms, and then put them together fiercely: "Our army is going to crush!" ”

(End of chapter)