Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 368 Chapter 368, after the break, the Qing army was defeated, and Ci Hong ordered to kill them all

The population of Manchu was very small.

How little?

Historically, when the Manchu Qing entered the customs, the combined population of all Manchurian Eight Banners, Mongolian Eight Banners, and Han Eight Banners did not exceed 100 million.

At the same time, the population of Ming Dynasty was at least tens of millions, and some people even thought it was hundreds of millions.

From this point of view, the Manchu Qing's conquest of the Ming Dynasty in history is almost a miracle!
Of course, Zhu Cixiang could not allow this kind of miracle to happen again, so he decisively chose to raise the butcher knife.

Since there are very few Jurchens, wouldn't it be enough to just kill them all?
There is no need to kill them all, but all men who can become Jurchen soldiers should die.

Then, the Ming Dynasty could occupy the land of the Jurchens, drive the old Jurchen men with knowledge and wisdom into the mountains and forests to starve to death, and then distribute the Jurchen women to meritorious soldiers as wives and concubines, and give the surviving Jurchen children Just educate them and the whole thing is over.

It sounds cruel, but in fact, since King Wu of Zhou enfeoffed the feudal lords, the Huaxia people have always been "educating" the aliens in this way.

Only a Holy Mother living in a peaceful age would naively think that talking and communicating with foreigners can lead to enlightenment. However, the expansion and enlightenment of the Chinese people in the past 5000 years have always been accompanied by iron, blood and fire.

A strong nation must be a nation that is good at war, and there is no exception to this point at all times and in all over the world.

Beside Zhu Cihong, a general of the Ming army hesitated, and then reminded softly: "Your Highness, if this order is passed back, will it cause dissatisfaction among some people in the capital?"

Zhu Cilang smiled and looked at the general of the Ming army, and said, "Who is it?"

The general hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Who else is there, of course they are those modest gentlemen who like to talk about etiquette and morality all day long."

Zhu Cihong couldn't help laughing.

A moment later, Zhu Cihong patted the general on the shoulder, and said seriously: "In the political arena, is there any gentleman to speak of? If there is one, it's just a hypocrite."

Since they are hypocrites, why should they care about their feelings?
After receiving Zhu Cihong's order, the Ming army began to suppress and kill the Qing army.

This Qing army was supposed to fight hard under the leadership of Azig, at least to delay some time for Dorgon.

Azig had already run away, but he strictly ordered the Qing army to resist on the spot before running away.

One can imagine how much morale the Qing army would have under such circumstances...

Four words are enough to describe it-it will collapse at the touch of a finger!
"We surrender, surrender!"

The difference between infantry and cavalry is that if the cavalry cannot be defeated, they can still run away, but if the infantry cannot be defeated, it is too difficult to escape, especially here in the grassland where cavalry is king!
But soon, the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty discovered a fact in horror.

Even the soldiers of the Qing army who knelt on the ground and surrendered were killed on the spot by the Ming army recklessly!
After realizing this incident, another group of Qing soldiers chose to resist again.

Obviously, this resistance can only be in vain.

"boom!"

Sitting on the horse, Li Dingguo looked through the aiming hole of the musket and watched the officer of the Qing army ten meters away who wanted to rush to him was shot and fell to the ground, with a contemptuous expression on his face.

"Isn't it okay to commit suicide? I have to waste a bullet for this general!"

Beside Li Dingguo, Abu Nai watched this scene with an extremely envious expression on his face.

Abu Nai couldn't help but said: "General Li, when will His Royal Highness allow us Chahar people to deploy muskets on a large scale?"

Abu Nai really likes muskets.

If there are muskets, not to mention the mere Horqin, even the Mobei Khalkha tribes further north, and the Oirat Alliance tribes in Moxi, they can't be the opponents of the Chahar tribe!
Li Dingguo blew on the flame of the gun with a smile, and said to A Bu Nai: "What's the use of asking me about this kind of thing? General A Bu Nai, you should ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Abu Nai paused, then sighed helplessly: "I can only hope that day will come sooner."

The two strolled in the courtyard, chatting freely. In front of them, many soldiers of the Qing army fell to the ground and died. Their blood stained the grass and the river not far away.

The sun was setting, and the blood-colored sunset was all over the sky. At this moment, the scenery between the sky and the earth had an extremely cruel sense of harmony.

Dorgon learned the news in the early hours of the next day.

Looking at Badali and Azig who were kneeling in front of him, Dorgon's expression was extremely ugly, and it took a long while before he could utter a word from his mouth.

"So, all the cavalry of Horqin's troops, and Azig's [-] troops are gone?"

Badali and Azig did not dare to speak, and continued to kowtow.

Dorgon: "..."

Countless anger accumulated in Dorgon's heart, like a volcano that was surging with magma and about to erupt.

But Dorgon was silent for a long time, and finally did not explode.

Finally, this Manchu Prince Rui spoke again.

"The two of you will retreat with me starting tomorrow, go back and rest now."

Badalley and Azig thanked each other as if they were pardoned, and then left side by side.

Standing outside Dorgon's tent, Badali and Azig looked at each other, obviously relieved, and both had the feeling of surviving after a catastrophe.

The two looked at each other and smiled, both thinking in their hearts: "Fortunately, I finally survived."

But immediately, both of them were a little suspicious.

Obviously, in this war, the Manchu-Mongolian coalition is the stronger side, so why was Zhu Cihong leading the way all the way, and finally reached this point?

Dorgon also had this kind of doubt in his heart, which made him very irritable.

A counselor said softly, "Your Majesty, Badali and Azig made a big mistake, why don't they be punished?"

Dorgon gave the counselor a cold look, and immediately frightened him into silence.

"madness!"

After saying this, Dorgon didn't speak again.

Today's Dorgon is not only facing the external troubles of Zhu Cihong, but also the internal troubles of Jierhalang in Shengjing City.

If Badali and Azig were killed at this time, wouldn't there be changes in the already unstable army?
Dorgon is not a fool, of course he can't do this.

Even if we want to deal with Badali and Azig, we have to wait until we return to Shengjing and repel the Ming army's attack!

A gust of night wind blew the curtain of the tent, and the cool air hit Dorgon's face, which involuntarily lifted his spirit.

"I haven't lost yet, Zhu Cihong! Keep playing and see who is more skilled!"

Dorgon thought bitterly.

(End of this chapter)