At the other end of the battlefield, under the ocean-like flags, the Qing army was in a large array.

The princes and nobles under the heavy escort also looked forward to the distance with grim faces, and the shouting and earth-shattering battle under the Shiling Pass was the thing that attracted everyone's attention at this moment.

These people are all veterans and good generals who have experienced a hundred battles, from the white mountains and black waters in Liaodong to the blue waves and water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, they are used to seeing the sea of swords, mountains and fires, they have seen a lot of bloodshed and sacrifices, and they have experienced a lot of battles with tens of thousands of people at one time, and they will not even move their eyebrows when they see ordinary battles.

But here, people's brows are deeply wrinkled together, their faces are full of haze, "surprise and surprise", and their expressions are outlined in capital letters.

or whispering to each other, or making eye exchanges, whether it is the Jianzhou fierce general, the Mongolian prince, or even the Han army general at the end, they all discussed a strange fact with a low tone and complex eyes: The Ming army in front of them is indeed different from the past.

The defeat of Nikan and Bolo tells everyone that the firearms of Wang Huan's army of the Ming army are sharp, shaking the heavens and the earth, and they are very capable of being defeated. Therefore, the regent risked traveling on rainy days and rushed to engage the Ming army when it rained, the purpose of which was to eliminate the Ming army's advantage in firearms to the greatest extent.

Unexpectedly, the Ming army actually had mines that were not afraid of water, and the power was terrifying, far more powerful than the firearms of the Ming army encountered before. Two rounds of explosions scattered the Han army and forced the Mongol soldiers to make a mess.

Man Dahai has returned to Dolgon's side, the battle situation in the distance, he has been watching for a long time, the battle between the Ming army and the Mongolian soldiers has been white-hot, both sides are red-eyed, white armor and black figures are intertwined, blood is splashed, swords and shadows are dancing, neighing horses and shouting people have made a piece of ground within a hundred zhang of length and width into a Shura field, no matter how noble the general is in it, it is just an ordinary soldier, the scene is thrilling.

He licked his lips, the belligerent blood in the bones of the Jianzhou soldiers was surging, and the hot current in his brain was boiling, which stimulated Man Dahai to lead people to rush forward and kill happily.

Just then, he heard the Lord Regent speak a few horses away in front of him.

"If this person is not removed, the world will be uneasy!"

The tone was indifferent, but it was ruthless.

Man Dahai looked at Dolgon suspiciously, and the figure sat calmly on the horse, without a trace of wavering.

"Imperial Father, let our warriors lead the troops up?" Man Dahai hesitated for a moment, thinking that Dolgon should be talking to himself just now, although he didn't understand the meaning of the words, but there should be nothing wrong with asking for war.

"No need, let Meng Baqi stand up for a while." Dorgon shook his head and said in a low voice, "They have taken so many benefits, and they should contribute." ”

"Yes, but ...... They can't seem to take it off. Mandahai looked ahead and said with a slight hesitation.

Pinching the handle of the knife on his waist, Man Dahai glanced at the Mongolian nobles behind him, and snorted in his nostrils: "In the past two years, the Mongolians have followed us, and their lives have become more and more comfortable. This kind of waste, no wonder it can't kill this Ming army for so long, and replace it with our ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Dorgon.

"You're wrong, Mandahai, Sanger is not just a waste of extravagance, his people are heroes." Dolgon said slowly, his tone vicissitudes: "Have you forgotten Zhantong Pass?" His 2,000 men destroyed Li Zicheng's 20,000 people, as well as Yulin, Shenmu, and even Henan and Shandong, and the horses' hooves were everywhere, and his tribe's military exploits were no worse than anyone else's. ”

Mandahai was clogged, he knew all these battles, Sanger was able to sit in the position of hereditary Zasaktaiji, not by his brave father, but by the sword in his hand, in the Mongolian tribes, this person is definitely one of the few people who can fight the most war.

"That'...... Why hasn't it been won for so long? Man Dahai frowned and stared.

"It's because the Ming army is strong!" Dolgon said: "We are all wrong, the defeat of Nikan and Bolo gave us a false appearance, and Meng Qiaofang also said so in his previous recital to the imperial court, firearms are unparalleled!" originally thought that that yellow gunpowder was the foundation of Wang Huan's life, and without firearms, he was just a pile of shit. But we were wrong, this Nanban, the most relied on, but the soldiers in his hands! ”

"Bing?" Man Dahai was stunned for a moment, and repeated: "The soldiers in your hands? ”

Dolgon whipped forward, pointed at the Shiling Pass in the middle of the battle, and said hatefully, "Don't you see? The number of the Ming army and our soldiers are between Zhongbo, even if it is more, it is not much exceeded, but it can kill a draw with us, and the local can still occupy an advantage, think about it, when did Nanban have such a strong army? Even Li Zicheng's veteran battalion doesn't have this kind of strength, it's the hero who forced the Southern Barbarian Emperor to death! ”

Man Dahai touched his chin, looked back, and said a little unconvinced: "Imperial father, the Mongolians may not be able to do their work!" Sanger is not so caring, maybe he still wants to save his strength, trying to go back and swallow a few more pieces of turf! That guy hasn't been doing this much in the past few years. ”

Dorgon didn't speak, but his eyelids jumped, and his eyes suddenly narrowed as he looked at the battlefield.

One of the Mongol soldiers in the battle withdrew.

Man Dahai also saw it, his eyebrows were twisted, he was furious, and he escaped from the battle, but it was a big crime! He turned around and was about to go to the Commander of the Courts.

The person had not yet moved, but he heard a shouting from behind, and someone was shouting angrily: "This king himself has gone to judge the regent, you wait to get out!" ”

Man Dahai's brows twisted even deeper, and he wrinkled into the word "Chuan", but he saw a guard commander hurrying over, kneeling down on one knee with his hands crossed.

"The regent of Qiyu, the right-wing Prince of Horqin of Mongolia, the Prince of Tushetu Badali, the Prince of Zhuoliktu Ukshan, the Prince of Darhan on the left, Manzhu Xili, and the King of Doluo County, Dongguoer, have come together to ask to see the prince!"

Man Dahai's face turned black at once, and at this time, the princes of the Horqin tribe came over and understood why.

In order to keep abreast of the situation between Korea and China at any time, Dolgon took the entire royal council with him, and the Horqin Department was a pivotal force in the Mongolian Eight Banners, of course, he could not help but follow, these four Mongolian princes were the banner owners of the left and right wings of the Horqin Department, and the four banners in front and back.

There were more than 30,000 Mongolian soldiers in the army, and the Horqin Department accounted for 15,000, which can be said to occupy half of the country, and every three horses, everyone could control the strings and copy the knife, elite and strong, even Dolgon had to be treated politely.

"Even if the four kings come in person, this king can't hold it up, Mandahai, let's get off the horse to greet it." Dorgon stumbled to the ground and walked back neatly.

Man Dahai hurriedly dismounted and followed, and after walking a few steps, he saw four Mongolian princes in armor coming over.

When the four of them saw Dolgon, they knelt down together and bowed their heads.

Dolgon went to help him with his own hands, and answered them one by one.

The four of them didn't get up, knelt in the mud and said, "Lord, we are here to ask the prince for a favor." The four of them got straight to the point and got straight to the point: "Our Horqin Department has never had a word about the Qing Dynasty, how many wars over the years, the warriors of the Horqin Department have not fallen, the south reaches the sea, the west conquers Miaojiang, the north controls the desert, and follows the Tian Khan Emperor Taizong and the regent, even if the north and south fight, they can't return to the grassland if they die, but the Horqin Department is willing!" The eagle of the steppe should serve the most majestic master! ”

Dorgon nodded and smiled.

"But today, my warriors of the Horqin tribe obeyed the order of the regent, and began to fight bloodily in the morning, until now, it has been three or four hours, the battle situation is deadlocked, and even Taiji Sanger has died in the army, he is the proudest warrior of the Horqin tribe! It's dead! ”

"10,000 horses, now they have been folded to seventy-seven eighty-eight, if they continue to fight, the Horqin Department will be crippled, and the immortal heavens will have mercy!"

"The weather is rainy and the ground is muddy, which is indeed not conducive to our Mongol warfare, where can we see such a bad scene on the grassland?"

"Therefore, we have come to ask the regent to let the warriors of the Horqin tribe withdraw first, rest and recuperate, and wait for the battle again!"

The four of them said one sentence in one sentence, and they were right, and they were right, but when they heard it in Mandahai's ears, it was the meaning of greed for life and fear of death, selfishness, and selfishness, and they couldn't help but rush to their heads angrily: Your people in the Horqin department are precious, and the other departments are not people? Your mother, I used to give you money and slaves, but now what's wrong with making some efforts?

He took a step forward and said without thinking, "This is not appropriate! The war is in full swing, how can it ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was glared back by a fierce look from Dorgon.

The four Mongolian princes who were kneeling on the ground looked at Mandahai with the same ferocity.

"Sangar is dead?" Dolgon turned his face away, but changed his expression of surprise, which was naturally realistic: "No wonder a group of soldiers retreated, presumably to protect his bones?" ”

"Exactly!" The four said: "His guards only snatched their heads back, and their bodies were torn apart, and they couldn't be recovered." ”

"Sanger has made countless meritorious contributions to the Qing Dynasty, but I didn't expect to die here!" Dolgon gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, this king, this revenge will definitely avenge him!" ”

The four of them knelt on the ground and grabbed the ground with their heads: "So, thank you Regent!" ”

"The warrior died in battle, but God didn't let me wait for Wang Huan's head! In this case, obey the will of heaven, withdraw the army, and fight again in the next day! "Dorgon is as good as a stream, looking at the sky and sighing.

The four of them were overjoyed, and hurriedly kowtowed again to thank them, and then hurried away.

The gong sounded, and the order to retreat was given.

The Mongol soldiers retreated like a tidal wave, leaving corpses all over the ground.

All the generals went down to lead their troops back to the village, leaving only Dolgon and Mandahai still in place.

Mandahai's face is pale, and withdrawing from the army at this moment is tantamount to giving up all the previous achievements, who knows if it will continue to rain tomorrow? Will Wang Huan, who is as cunning as a fox, take the opportunity to bury hundreds of earth-shattering thunderbolts? Or more?

To make matters worse, withdrawing from the army was tantamount to admitting defeat, which did not bode well for Dorgon's pro-conquest.

He stood behind Dolgon, full of questions, his chest full of resentment and anger, blaming the Mongols for being selfish, hating the incompetence of the Han army, and even resenting that Dolgon was too weak, how could he be coerced by the Mongols and give in?

My mind was churning, but I heard someone in my ear: "Can't figure it out? ”

With a stirring in his heart, Mandahai looked up, but saw that Dorgon was talking with his back to him.

"Yes!" Mandahai is extreme: "It's a little confused!" ”

"If you can't figure it out, you have to figure it out!" Dolgon turned his face, and his face had regained his calm: "Let me ask you, how many dingkou do we have in Jianzhou?" ”

"There are a total of three hundred and eighteen Eight Banner Niulu, and there are 55,330 people." Man Dahai replied subconsciously, he didn't expect Dolgon to ask about this in vain.

"Do you know how many people there are in Mongolia? How many people were in the Han army? Dorgon asked again.

"There are one hundred and nineteen cattle in the Eight Banners of Meng, and there are 28,780 people in Dingkou." Man Dahai knew all about this, and opened his mouth without thinking: "The eight banners of the Han army plus the subordinates of the three kings, nearly 100,000 people. ”

"That's right, when we entered the customs, our Jianzhou army and horses entered Beijing, and there were only 150,000 people in the full battle, and there was not much increase in recent years, as for the surrendered Han army, they were all unintimate Nanban, and they couldn't be counted." Dolgon said slowly, as if teaching an impatient disciple: "Do you know how many people are there in the Southern Ming Kingdom?" ”

Man Dahai raised his head, somewhat understood, and replied: "Listen to Hong Chengchou, there are at least 10,000 of them!" ”

"Yes, do you think, with our more than 50,000 Dingkou Jianzhou Jurchens, can we defeat the Ming Kingdom with a population of 10,000?" Dolgon smiled, gestured with his hands, and drew a big circle: "We must unite all those who can be used, including the Mongols and the Han who are willing to join us, only in this way can we use them to consolidate our position, instead of blindly suppressing, when it is time to compromise, we must compromise." ”

He smiled even deeper, and the corners of his eyes covered with crow's feet seemed to have countless furrows: "Sanger is dead, and it's not our people who are dead, so let's step back and take care of the emotions of the Horqin Ministry, tomorrow they will still give us their lives, why don't you do it?" ”

(End of chapter)