Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 281 Chapter 281, Controversy caused by the confrontation strategy, Man Qing and Mongolia risked turning their faces
Zhu Cihong quickly called all the generals and held a military meeting.

"Fifty thousand Heshuo special cavalry have arrived, everyone."

After listening to Zhu Cihong's words, all the generals present were eager to try.

The British Duke couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, we should send troops immediately and beat them to pieces!"

The words of the British Duke immediately received strong approval from others.

Fear?Such emotions cannot exist.

At this moment, a voice sounded: "Your Highness, I feel that this is not a good opportunity for a decisive battle."

Everyone heard the sound and looked, and found that the speaker was Li Dingguo who had just been appointed as a general by Zhu Cihong.

The British Duke said somewhat unhappily: "The enemy troops are already close in front of us. Why can't we fight? Do we have to wait for the enemy troops to run back to their hometowns and then catch up and fight?"

Most of the others also cast doubtful eyes on Li Dingguo. To them, Li Dingguo was just a surrendered general who got in because of the appreciation of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. When did he have the right to judge Daming's military?
Zhu Cihong did not speak, he looked at Li Dingguo calmly, waiting for the other party's next explanation.

Li Dingguo said: "It is such a British lord. Now many soldiers in our army are suffering from miasma. According to what His Highness said, these miasma should be slowly discharged from the body after the soldiers get used to it. So the most urgent thing right now The right way is to let the soldiers adapt to the miasma and wait for most of them to recover before fighting."

The British Duke snorted and said: "What's wrong with the miasma? Isn't my Duke in good health? He can definitely fight a war."

Li Dingguo was neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "My lord, you are of noble birth. Apart from eating and sleeping, you have spent a lot of time to exercise your body and hone your martial arts skills every day since childhood. But how can ordinary soldiers have such conditions as you? Just the last general. More than 1000 of the 300 men under our command have already suffered from miasma reactions. If the war starts in a hurry, it will not only be difficult for these 300 men to fight, but also people will have to be assigned to take care of them, which will have a great impact on the combat effectiveness of our army."

The Duke of England wanted to say something, but at this moment Zhu Cihong coughed and knocked on the table.

Everyone fell silent immediately, they knew that His Royal Highness was about to make a decision.

Zhu Cixiang said calmly: "Of course I understand everyone's mood of wanting to start a war, but as General Li said, the army is indeed severely affected by the miasma now, and everyone needs to rest. If you continue to pass on the order, if the enemy If the army attacks, let the soldiers and horses of Qinghai Guard repel them first, while the other soldiers rest on the spot and try to adapt to the miasma here as quickly as possible, and then start fighting again."

From a strategic point of view, Zhu Cihong is of course very eager to conquer the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and pull out this nail that may unite with the Manchu Qing to attack Ming Dynasty.

But from a tactical point of view, Zhu Cihong was not willing to start a decisive battle with insufficient preparation.

You must know that Zhu Cihong's real combat force this time is actually [-] Musketeers, and he cannot afford any accidents.

As long as [-] Musketeers can recover their combat effectiveness, Zhu Cihong will be able to steadily defeat Heshuote and annex the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

Zhu Cihong thinks it is very feasible to exchange a few days for a 100% winning rate.

In the evening of that day, the Heshuo special army arrived [-] miles away from the Ming army's camp, and then stopped advancing and began to set up camp.

Luo Shi and Fan Wencheng, the main and deputy envoys of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, hurriedly went to visit Chaolu, the chief general of Heshuote this time.

Luo Shi walked and said: "I heard that this Chaolu is the most beloved son of Gush Khan, this time it seems that we have to build a good relationship with him."

Fan Wencheng said with a smile: "He Shuote is just the country of the younger brother of the Qing Dynasty. As an envoy of the Qing Dynasty, you can treat him as a younger brother."

Luo Shi frowned and said: "That can't be done, Chao Lu has fifty thousand troops in his hands. If I get mad at him with airs, Prince Rui will make trouble for me after returning."

Fan Wencheng hurriedly said: "My lord, I misunderstood. What this servant means is that the servants should say the things that serve others. My lord only needs to maintain the etiquette of the Qing Dynasty."

While talking, the two arrived at Chaolu's tent.

As soon as he entered the camp, a pungent smell of alcohol came over his face, making Fan Wencheng frown involuntarily.

This is the time of war.

Taking a closer look, Fan Wencheng found that dozens of Heshuote and other generals were already sitting in the camp, shouting, fighting wine and eating meat, having a great time.

The general in his early 30s sitting in the center is the first of the ten sons of Gushi Khan who guards Qinghai, and the leader of Heshuote this time is Chaolu.

Chao Lu saw the two coming, and waved: "Master Luo Shi, come and sit with me! That slave, you find a place by yourself."

Luo Shi smiled and said: "Master Fan's brain is still working, let him sit with me."

Chao Lu slapped the table and said angrily: "What are you talking about? How can a Han slave sit with his master? Master Luo Shi, why don't you understand any etiquette? Let this slave get out of the door."

Rosh was reprimanded face to face, how could he hold his face?Deliberately wanting to get angry, but also worried that this is Heshuote's territory after all, so Dorgon's major affairs cannot be damaged, so he could only sit down angrily.

Fan Wencheng was thick-skinned, he didn't refute even after being scolded, he laughed and went to sit at the place closest to the entrance of the tent, separated by a long distance from the others.

After sitting down, Luo Shi was in a bad mood, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with Chaolu, and said, "Prince Chaolu, when do you plan to start a war with the Ming army?"

Chao Lu chuckled, and said, "My rule is that if you want to talk about something, drink first! Come on, drink three glasses before talking."

Luo Shi was a little speechless, and said seriously: "General Chaolu, this is war!"

Zhaolu glared at him, and said angrily, "What, you are teaching me how to fight? We killed Vatu Khan back then. Do you, the Qing Dynasty, also want to start a war with us and Shuote?"

Luo Shi was furious, and was about to overturn the table when he couldn't bear it any longer, when Fan Wencheng ran over scrambling.

"Lord Luo Shi, calm down! What Master Chaolu means is that He Shuote will undoubtedly win this battle, so it's okay to drink some wine, as long as you can win, you can win."

After Fan Wencheng persuaded him, Luo Shi finally calmed down a lot and sat down bitterly.

Chaolu squinted his eyes at Rosh, and laughed loudly when he saw this: "Let me tell you, your Qing Dynasty may be good at fighting in Liaodong, but this is Qinghai-Tibet, which belongs to our Heshuote world! Don't you believe it? When the time comes, I will let you see how our real Mongolian Golden Family handled those former Han slaves well, and let you know what is called the victory of the Mongolian cavalry!"

(End of this chapter)