When Ao worshiped the two killed Goshha behind the temple of Emperor Guan, Liu Ziguang had already taken the unconscious Dolgon on the way back to Jinan, and encountered a lot of scattered Qing army routs along the way, they killed people when they saw them, and robbed them when they saw horses, after seven or eight small-scale battles, everyone was covered in mud and bloodstains, holding two or three horses in their hands, and carrying the looted Qing army property on their bodies.

There was still chaos outside the city of Jinan, the Qing army had been completely defeated, the situation changed from a melee between the two armies to a one-sided massacre, the Ming cavalry galloped back and forth, slashing and killing the Qing soldiers who fled in the desert, and the corpses were everywhere and the discarded baggage, the spring rain mixed with blood, flowing on the muddy ground in the suburbs, making the road more difficult to walk.

Most of the slaughtered were the troops of the Eight Banners, the Han Eight Banners and the Green Battalion soldiers had already obediently squatted in the muddy ground with their heads in their hands, allowing the rain to pour their clothes and armor through, and the Ming army guards around them were cold-eyed, and they didn't have a good temper to deal with the traitors, who dared to talk nonsense and move directly, just an arrow shot over.

Liu Ziguang's cavalry roared past the captives, and the splashing mud spots made the dejected captives even more embarrassed, no one dared to complain, and there were sharp eyes to see that the horse behind Liu Ziguang was tied like a zongzi, and the person who was tied like a zongzi was the Rui Wang Ye wearing an apricot yellow dragon robe.

"Lord Rui has been captured!" The prisoners of war were in an uproar, and then the news quickly spread all over the battlefield, Liu Ziguang and everywhere they went, the Ming army cheered, and the prisoners mourned all over the field.

The Ming army had already entered Jinan, taking over the city defense work of the iron guards, and the tired and scarred soldiers returned to the garrison to recuperate, Liu Ziguang and they also returned to the station in the inner city, dragged Dolgon off the horse, threw it at the stable, and everyone went to eat.

In the afternoon, Yuan Chonghuan's Chinese army brigade only arrived in Jinan City, this time the ceremony of entering the city is far less beautiful than Liu Ziguang's last time, the people of Jinan once again experienced a bloody storm, almost every family has someone killed and wounded, there is no eagerness to go out to welcome, but to see more Ming troops into the city, their mood is still a lot more steady, it seems that this time is really recovered, no longer have to suffer from the anger of the Tartars.

That night, Yuan Chonghuan was in the former governor Yamen to raise the account, all the generals were present, there were still blood stains and mud on everyone's robes, according to the statistics of the army, this battle killed more than 10,000 people, captured 30,000 people, most of them were Han troops who surrendered in formation, according to the prisoners, after the Tai'an Campaign, the Manchu troops were not much, this time it was a devastating blow, and the 150,000 southern expeditionary troops may no longer exist.

On the battlefield, those who would rather die than surrender were all authentic Manchurians, and the general named Suke Saha fought until there was not a single soldier left around him, and he still did not retreat, and finally died with more than 100 arrows in his body.

"There is no shortage of heroes in the Manchurians." Yuan Chonghuan sighed

"Bury Sukh Saha, don't let people underestimate our strength." The loss of 10,000 self-wounded enemies and 8,000 Ming troops was not small, fortunately, after each battle, they gained control of the battlefield, a large number of wounded soldiers were treated, and a large number of scattered soldiers were contained, so most of the troops were formed, and there were still 70,000 or 80,000 soldiers who could fight.

"Since our army has captured Jinan, Shandong is already in the bag, and now the troops should be divided into two routes, all the way to the Tartars' nest, all the way to Qingzhou and Denglai, and the people of the three places are rescued from the Tartars." Man Gui said.

"The new defeat of the Tartars, our army's momentum is like a rainbow, just as we are marching forward to recover the Han family, the last general of the Han family is willing to lead the people and horses of the headquarters to rush to Beijing in the starry night, catch the Tartar Emperor and be his uncle's companion." This is what Zu Dashou said.

The news of Liu Ziguang's capture of Dolgon has spread, and this great merit has to make everyone's eyes red with envy, if you don't take the opportunity to expand the results of the battle and get some greater credit, then you really don't have the face to look up in front of the young man in the future.

Yuan Chonghuan stroked his beard and pondered, as a coach, he had to think more comprehensively.

"How many days can the army of food and grass last? What about weapons and horses? ”

"Qiqi Dashuai, the grain and grass are not enough to support the three days, and the essence of the war horse is not enough, and now it is a barren land in Shandong, and it is very problematic to collect grain on the spot. The soldiers' swords and guns were also badly damaged, and the ordinary feather arrows were still usable on the battlefield, and they could still sustain several battles, but the special arrows used in large weapons had been exhausted. The quartermaster said with a gloomy look on his face that was very different from that of the elated generals.

"Why hasn't the money and grain from the imperial court been delivered?" Yuan Chonghuan was stunned, but he didn't expect that such a rich country as Daming also had logistics problems that could not keep up.

The sweat on the quartermaster's head fell, and he said in his heart, let's arrest the secretary of the military department and the governor of Shandong, isn't it the same as the thief in the eyes of the imperial court?

It's good if the court doesn't come to fight, how can it be possible to send grain and grass again.

"This....lowly sent someone to Xuzhou Mansion to ask, but when people saw that our messenger actually didn't let them enter the city, the Xuzhou garrison, those turtle sons and our forbidden army did not deal with each other, you also know, it is said that the imperial court... The imperial court has stopped all the transportation of money and grain to the Shandong front, and will wait until Cui Chengxiu returns to Beijing safely before making a claim. ”

"Smack!" Yuan Chonghuan slapped his palm on the table, the traitor of the court was in charge, and he was actually confused in black and white, for a villain who betrayed the nation-state, cut off the supply of the army, and caused the great cause of the Northern Expedition to be blocked.

"The handsome man is angry." The congregation will persuade together. Yuan Dashuai, who is usually moody, actually slapped the table, and it seems that this anger must be very big.

"The traitors in the court are in charge, why don't we kill them and go back, the old saying on the side of the Qing monarch is good: if you go outside, you must first settle inside. As soon as the traitorous party eradicates our great cause of the Northern Expedition, it will not succeed! He Kegang shouted loudly.

"That's right! Go back to Nanjing to eradicate the traitorous party! The generals followed the gossiping help.

"Presumptuous! Do you really want to rebel? Yuan Chonghuan slammed the table again.

"I have decided that Zu Dashou will lead the cavalry of my headquarters to the north tomorrow, sweep all the prefectures and counties occupied by the Tartars, and advance all the way to the line of the Yellow River. Zhao led 10,000 horses to the east into the three prefectures of Qing, Deng, and Lai, and handed it over to you. The two of you will collect grain on the spot, no matter what difficulties you have, you must solve them yourself, the court doesn't care about the people of Shandong, we can't ignore it. ”

"Obey!" The generals shouted in unison. Yuan Chonghuan settled down, saw Liu Ziguang standing in the corner, and suddenly remembered that there was still a captive Dolgon, who didn't see it, and he hadn't seen this old opponent for many years, and he really missed it a little.

"General Liu, you have made the first contribution in this battle, fortunately you occupied Jinan first, otherwise it would be really difficult for us to win by relying on the defense of the fortified city. I heard that you also captured the enemy chief Dorgon, but is that the case? Yuan Chonghuan asked.

"It's all the soldiers who used their lives and the people to support them, so they were lucky enough to hold Jinan for half a day, if it wasn't for the army arriving in time, our thousands of people would be all over." Liu Ziguang said modestly.

"Dolgon has indeed been captured by our troops, and is now being held in the stable." Liu Ziguang waved his hand outside

"Then who's going to bring Dolgon?" When the poor famous Dolgon woke up from his coma, he was already lying in the stable with the smell of horse urine, and the wet grass wet his dragon robe, the war horse next to him was very familiar, and the saddle was obviously a war horse for my Qing cavalry, could it be that he had returned to his childhood?

What about hiding cats in the stables of Shengjing and other buddies? Dolgon's mind was groggy and a little confused.

The war horse didn't know anything, so the Rui prince just poured the horse dung ball into Dorgon's face. Tied up with all the flowers, Dorgon couldn't move his body at all, so he could only endure it.

Fortunately, the soldiers who came to escort him broke the siege and lifted him out of the stable, and when he saw it, why was his head covered with horse manure?

The soldier thought to himself, no matter what this lord said, how could he be treated like this by the prince of the Qing Dynasty, so he found a basin of cold well water and poured it on Dolgon's body, and said: Wash your face.

Dolgon, who was already seriously ill and unconscious, was so much more awake when he poured cold water on him, and stood tall when he was pulled into the lobby.

"What is the purpose of arresting this king?" Dolgon glanced at everyone, although it was the end of the hero, but the tiger was still in the face of a tough guy.

"Dolgon, five years ago, your brother Emperor Taiji was killed in Shandong, and now it is you, the Prince Regent, who has been captured alive, and you Manchurians are going to fail after all, don't you still admit defeat?" Yuan Chonghuan asked, staring into Dolgon's eyes.

"Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, you Southern Dynasties like to play intrigue and tricks, and those demons who can blow up and fly, and you can't win without force! Our Qing warriors will only have a head-to-head confrontation in the open, hum, although the Qing Dynasty is defeated, it is still glorious! Dolgon snorted with a twist of his neck.

Everyone was indignant, they had never seen such a shameless defeat, and they didn't admit it.

"Dashuai, I suggest that this thief be paraded on the streets, not enough to travel the streets, to travel all over the south of the Yangtze River, don't they Tartars most want to travel to the south of the Yangtze River, now we will fulfill him, let tens of millions of people see what virtues the uncle of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty looks like?" Liu Ziguang made a vicious suggestion.

There was a malicious laughter around, and even Yuan Chonghuan nodded in agreement.

"Raise millions of troops on the West Lake, immediately the first peak of Wu Mountain" used to be the lofty ideal of many nomadic heroes, and Dolgon was no exception, but it was by no means in this humiliating way of sitting in a prisoner car.

I am the younger brother of Nurhachi's son, Huang Taiji, and I must not disgrace them! I can't even embarrass the Qing Emperor, as soon as I think of Fulin's emaciated face, Dolgon's heart twitches, I must not be a burden to the two of them!

"I think that back then, the emperor of the Song Dynasty of your Han people was taken captive to the north by Dajin, and he was humiliated, and he still lived by himself, do you think the people of the Aixin Jueluo family are such cowards?" Dolgon said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, Dolgon used all his strength to hit the pillar next to him, and for a while, no one stopped him, and he watched a generation of heroes crash into a brain and burst.

Everyone relieved themselves for a while, but they didn't expect Dolgon to be so strong, Yuan Chonghuan sighed and said: "Nian is a man, he will be buried in the Eight Hundred Martyrs Cemetery for Sun Ge to guard the mausoleum." ”