Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 178 Chapter 178, Hong Chengchou offered two strategies, and Dorgon wanted to have an interview
Just about a hundred miles west of Gubeikou, there is a mountain pass.

There is a small town not far from the mountain pass, and its name is Jining.

Dorgon was on the wall of Jining City, watching the almost endless hundreds of thousands of Han people outside the city.

Dorgon was in a very good mood. He looted these ordinary people from Datong, Taiyuan and other places. It can be said that he captured all the people he could catch in the entire North Shanxi.

It is conceivable that after returning to Shengjing, how much glory Dorgon will get for this battle!

"Jierhalang? Hmph, what are you fighting against me with?" Dorgon smiled.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Hong Chengchou appeared: "Master, the food is ready. Please go down and have a meal."

Dorgon's eyes shifted, he stared at Hong Chengchou, and smiled: "Mr. Hong, you are also a high-ranking official in the Ming Dynasty, so there is no need to go to this level."

Dorgon is still quite satisfied with Hong Chengchou, among other things, after adopting various methods of Hong Chengchou, the Manchu army's control over these captive people has increased a lot.

If these people can be brought back to Liaodong safe and sound, and live a life of being a cow and horse for the Jurchens for the rest of their lives, Hong Chengchou will have to remember a great service.

Hong Chengchou said to Dorgon very humbly: "Master, you are being polite. It is only natural for a slave to do things for the master. I just hope that the master can give the slave a chance and a stage to perform. The slave will have no regrets in this life." .”

Dorgon narrowed his eyes.

Of course he knew what Hong Chengchou meant. In fact, since Hong Chengchou surrendered for so many years, neither Huang Taiji nor Dorgon had completely let go of their guard against Hong Chengchou.

After all, it was the former Governor of Ji Liao of Ming Dynasty.

Over the years, Hong Chengchou has played the role of a think tank, but only in name has he been given the title of a bachelor, but in fact he has no power whatsoever.

Now, Hong Chengchou wants to gain power.

give or not?
Dorgon smiled gently, and patted Hong Chengchou on the shoulder: "Mr. Hong, as long as you work hard for Daqing, then I and Daqing will not treat you badly. Come on, let's go to dinner with me. "

Hong Chengchou was obviously disappointed, but he followed Dorgon's footsteps and returned to the city.

Jining was a city built by the Mongols back then. It was abandoned after the rise of the Ming Dynasty, and then slowly became one of the main places for the Mongolian Tatars to trade with the Ming Dynasty.

The conditions here are of course not comparable to those in Shanxi, and the meals are not exquisite, but Dorgon, as the supreme commander of this army, naturally has everything that one expects to have such as beef and mutton.

Dorgon took a sip of wine unhurriedly, and said to Hong Chengchou: "Mr. Hong, what do you think about the next battle?"

Hong Chengchou hurriedly said: "To tell the truth from the master, the slave feels that this battle is not easy to fight."

Dorgon raised his eyes and said, "Why?"

Hong Chengchou said: "My master has less than [-] soldiers and horses around him, which is smaller than the Ming army in terms of number."

Dorgon said: "The Qing has always had fewer troops than the Ming, but this does not prevent the Qing from winning victory after victory."

Hong Chengchou said: "But the master still has so many slaves who need to be escorted back to Liaodong. This will definitely affect the combat capability of the Qing army."

Dorgon said: "The former emperor brought hundreds of thousands of slaves back to Liaodong from Shandong, didn't he?"

Hong Chengchou showed a wry smile, and said: "But the former emperor's opponent was a slave, but now, master, your opponent is that...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Dorgon said suddenly: "You seem to appreciate that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Hong Chengchou said: "It's not that Chen Xin doesn't appreciate him, but that he has indeed become a confidant of the Qing Dynasty. Frankly speaking, even the slaves are not sure that they can defeat Prince Zheng twice in a row, but His Royal Highness does arrive."

The fine wine in Dorgon's hand suddenly became tasteless. He put down the glass a little irritably, and said coldly: "So what? After all, he is just a 15-year-old boy."

Hong Chengchou became more and more calm, and said: "If this is the case, how could the master stop at Jining? Presumably the master also knows that His Royal Highness is waiting for your arrival at Gubeikou."

There was silence in the room.

After a while, Dorgon suddenly laughed: "Mr. Hong really deserves to be Mr. Hong, so tell me, what can we do now?"

Hong Chengchou said: "Now there are two ways. One is to wait in Jining until winter comes. The Ming army lacks enough warm clothes and has no experience in fighting in Monan in winter. They can only watch helplessly at Gubeikou. The master has returned to Liaodong."

Dorgon frowned: "Winter? In that case, most of these Han slaves will starve to death and freeze to death."

There is no need to worry about the Jurchens. After all, Liaodong itself is a very bitter and cold place, not to mention that the Jianzhou Jurchen of Nurhachi was drilled out of Changbai Mountain back then.

Hong Chengchou said: "But at least some of the slaves will be able to return to Liaodong with their masters, which is enough in terms of merit.

Dorgon said: "What about the second method?"

Hong Chengchou said: "The second method is to forcefully pass now and arrive in Liaodong before winter. But this method also has a problem, that is, it will face the [-] Ming army led by Zhu Cihong head-on, and the outcome is unpredictable."

Dorgon looked at Hong Chengchou and said, "Mr. Hong, which method do you think is better?"

Hong Chengchou said: "The slave is only responsible for giving ideas, and the real decision can only be left to the master."

Dorgon laughed out loud.

After a while, Dorgon looked at Hong Chengchou and said seriously: "Mr. Hong, if I really go back safely this time, your wish will come true."

Hong Chengchou was overjoyed, knelt down and kowtowed twice to Dorgon: "Thank you, master, slave!"

Watching Hong Chengchou leaving, Dorgon was silent for a while, and called his confidant.

"Didn't I already say that before? I want to talk to the prince."

"Master, we have already sent people to Beijing, but at that time Zhu Cihong had all gone to Shanhaiguan."

"Then let's go now, send someone to Gubeikou again, and talk to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Cha! Master, what exactly do you want to talk about?"

"Just tell Zhu Cihong that I want to have an interview with him and see if he dares to come!"

When Dorgon spoke, an unpredictable smile flickered on his face.

(End of this chapter)