Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 180 Chapter 180, Dorgon's army was in danger, Zhu Cihong attacked decisively
Zhu Cihong returned to Gubeikou, which made the British Duke who had been waiting anxiously breathe a sigh of relief.

"Your Highness, is there anything you can gain?" the British Duke asked Zhu Cihong.

Zhu Cilang casually handed over the reins of the horse to Fang Gongqian, and said with a smile, "There really are."

The British Duke was overjoyed: "What did His Highness find?"

As Zhu Cihong walked forward, he said, "Let's eat first. I've been riding a horse all day, and I'm quite hungry. By the way, tell the cook to let him make a roasted whole lamb, and Fang Gonggan will pay for it later. Waste of public money."

The Duke of England was taken aback by Zhu Cihong's words, and it took him a while to come back to his senses—Your Highness the Crown Prince will be His Majesty the Emperor in the future, and even if you pay privately now, it will be the same as the country in the future Pay the bill?
In any case, this meal of roasted whole lamb British male is still very delicious.

Soldiers are often straightforward and extensive, so it is not surprising that Zhu Cihong and the British public are holding a leg of lamb and gnawing on it. Anyway, there are no corrupt officials who are in the way here, and there are no No grassroots soldiers can see it—after all, one sheep is not enough to feed [-] Ming soldiers.

For things like eating, when you are the one who pays the bill, you will especially hate other people’s waste of food. For example, at this time, Zhu Cihong was staring at the bone of lamb leg that the British public put on the table, feeling somewhat unhappy.

You said that you are a British man, and you still have so much meat, you left it behind, will you live a life, have you never been scolded by your mother and grandma?
The Duke of England still didn't know what Zhu Cihong was complaining about, so he said enthusiastically, "Your Highness, let's talk about Dorgon now."

Ying Gong is really relaxed, after all Zhu Cihong has returned safely, this matter is really more important to him than anything else.

The Ming Dynasty can live without the British Duke Zhang Shize, but it absolutely cannot live without His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Only then did Zhu Cihong come to his senses. Of course, a little bit of meat would not cause Zhu Cihong to really have any estrangement with the British Duke. He said with a smile: "Dorgon is weak, he has no certainty of winning against us."

The British Duke was obviously stunned for a moment: "Your Highness is serious? This is a big deal."

As the coach of the Qing army, Dorgon, even a little bit of careful thinking was enough to affect the [-] troops of the Manchu Qing army-from this point of view, it was indeed a big deal.

Zhu Cihong laughed, looking like a little fox: "Next, we can guess Dorgon's movements."

"Let's go directly with the whole army." This was Dorgon's final decision.

On the second day after returning to the small town of Jining, Dorgon let everyone set off.

The 20 Qing troops, together with countless, at least [-] civilians of the Ming Dynasty, set off along the vast grassland.

Along the way, the crying was loud.

Many Ming people lost their strength and could not move forward due to hunger. They were greeted by soldiers of the Qing army who beat them severely. If they were still unable to move forward after the beating, they would be abandoned at will and wait to die.

The soldiers of the Qing army didn't even bother to make amends to these civilians who fell by the roadside, because they knew very well that even if these guys could survive by chance on this vast grassland, they would never survive to return to the frontier of human civilization. that day.

Either they were killed by various wild beasts in the grassland, or they died of freezing and starvation in the cold wind of autumn leaves.

Since he is already a dead person, there is no need to make any effort, just take the living person away.

Under Dorgon's strict order, the marching speed of the brigade was still very fast.

In the face of death, human beings will always maximize their potential.

Five days passed, and the army was getting closer and closer to Gubeikou.

Dorgon was standing on the chariot, staring at the east.

There are endless grasslands and hills, in which there are countless wild animals and enemies that may appear at any time.

Dorgon said slowly: "Mr. Hong, how do you think His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will choose?"

Hong Chengchou was standing beside Dorgon. After thinking for a while, he said with certainty: "That His Royal Highness will definitely take the initiative to attack."

Dorgon said: "And then?"

Hong Chengchou's eyes flickered for a moment, and he suddenly said: "The slave found out that Boluo Beizi has been missing for two days, and the five thousand elites under his command seem to have disappeared along with it."

Dorgon's cheeks twitched slightly, and he said lightly: "And then?"

Hong Chengchou said: "If the servant guessed correctly, as long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sends troops to attack, Boluo Beizi should immediately rush to Gubeikou, occupy this pass, and completely cut off the retreat of the Ming army, right?"

Dorgon laughed loudly, turned his eyes to Hong Chengchou, and there was something inexplicable in his expression: "Mr. Hong, you really deserve to be the existence that can rival the emperor brother back then, and you really have a strategy in mind. "

Hong Chengchou lowered his head even more humbly: "The slave only learned about it after the fact. Compared with the master's plan beforehand, it is simply like a bright moon compared to a firefly candle, which is not worth mentioning."

The smile on Dorgon's face remained undiminished, and he said, "Tell me, will Zhu Cihong be fooled?"

Hong Chengchou thought for a while and said, "It should be possible."

Dorgon said: "Isn't he very strategic?"

Hong Chengchou said: "But he is a young man with raging blood in his chest. He will not sit and watch hundreds of thousands of people pass by Gubeikou just like that."

In fact, Hong Chengchou didn't say a word, that is, this scene of crying and shouting was actually caused by Dorgon's secret instruction, and the Qing army deliberately made it out.

So, why is there no reason for Zhu Cihong not to be fooled?
At the Great Wall at Gubeikou, Zhu Cihong stood there quietly, listening to Fang Gongqian's narration.

"It's too miserable, Your Highness. I don't know how many people were abandoned along the way. Many of them died. The wounds on their bodies... Hey, they are all the people of our Daming, and they are all children. Woolen cloth?"

Fang Gongqian was an eunuch and the governor of Dongchang. He had seen many dark things in this world, but he was still moved by the miserable situation of the Ming people who were taken away by the Manchu Qing.

Because that has already challenged the humanity in Fang Gongqian's heart!
Zhu Cihong nodded slowly, and looked at the British Duke beside him.

The two looked at each other, and both saw raging flames in each other's eyes.

"send troops?"

"it is good."

With three words, the two made up their minds to attack with all the troops.

At this moment, the sound of the system sounded.

"It is detected that five thousand ambush soldiers are hiding twenty miles away from the northwest, triggering a branch mission!"

Zhu Cihong was taken aback when he heard the words.

(End of this chapter)