Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 369 Chapter 369, the Ming army bites hard all the way, Dorgon can't bear it

That night, Zhu Cihong slept extremely soundly.

Leaving the familiar city of Beijing, entering this prairie that is almost isolated from the world, and having to control the life and death of tens of thousands of troops every day, this kind of pressure is quite amazing even for Zhu Cihong.

Fortunately, the dawn of victory has appeared, and the most difficult moment is completely over.

The next day, just after waking up, when Zhu Cihong finished washing and was having breakfast, Li Dingguo hurried in.

"Your Highness, the urgent military situation has just been sent from the south!"

Zhu Cihong snorted, and his heart was slightly raised.

There were no mobile phones or Beidou systems in this era. Ever since entering the grassland, Zhu Cihong hadn't contacted the local Ming Dynasty in the south for a long time.

Strictly speaking, Zhu Cihong would send three different envoys south to report to Beijing every three days, but this was just a one-way communication.

This is the first time in the past month that Zhu Cihong has received military information from the south.

Thinking of this, Zhu Cihong's hand that opened the scroll trembled slightly.

But soon, after reading the military situation above, Zhu Cihong couldn't help laughing.

"So that's how it is... Well done, really well done!"

Li Dingguo looked puzzled and couldn't help but speak.

"Your Highness, what happened?"

Zhu Cihong handed over the general feelings to Li Dingguo, and said with a smile, "You can take a look yourself."

Li Dingguo took over the military situation and read it, and he was also taken aback: "The British government invaded Shenyang, causing Jierhalang and Duoduo to clash, and killed Duduo? This..."

Zhu Cilang said with a smile: "This is the real reason why Dorgon hurried back to the teacher. How could he not save the fire in the backyard?"

Li Dingguo put down the scroll, smiled and clapped his hands and said: "Duo Duo is Dorgon's right-hand man, this time Duo Duo died, Dorgon should be really mad to death."

Zhu Cihong shrugged his shoulders, and said: "I really hope that he can die of anger... But this military situation comes at the right time, at least we can let go of our hands and feet more."

Li Dingguo's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Your Highness, I'm just waiting for your words!"

From this day on, the march of the Qing army encountered great difficulties.

A lot of news poured in, rushing to Dorgon.

"Report to Prince Rui, we found traces of Ming army scouts!"

"Report to Prince Rui, the troops in the rear have already started fighting with the small Ming army and repelled them!"

"Reporting to Prince Rui, the troops in the rear have encountered a large number of Ming troops and have fallen into a fierce battle, please help!"

Hearing this news, Dorgon's face became even more livid, and he couldn't help cursing a few swear words viciously.

"These damned Han people, why are they so haunted!"

Listening to Dorgon's cursing, Azig and Badali on the side lowered their heads without losing the opportunity, trying their best to reduce their sense of presence in front of Dorgon.

Dorgon scolded, and then gave Azig a cold look: "Go, take [-] soldiers and horses to help, don't screw me up this time."

When Azige heard this, the back of his head suddenly became cold, and he knew very well that Dorgon would not joke with him.

However, if you really want to face those ferocious Ming army musketeers, is [-] Qing troops enough?
After all, Azige didn't dare to talk back to Dorgon, so he still bit the bullet and rushed to the place where he was fighting the Ming army with [-] Qing troops.

After more than an hour, Azig looked at the messy battlefield in front of him and listened to the report of the generals of the Qing army who survived the catastrophe, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"The Ming people actually retreated..."

This made Azig very happy, and then he became happy again.

In any case, this time not only avoided a direct confrontation with the Ming army, but he could even claim meritorious service!

Hearing Azig's beaming return, Dorgon didn't have many smiles on his face.

"So, what are the casualties this time?"

Azig subconsciously wanted to answer zero, but when he looked up, he found that Dorgon was not talking to him, but the Manchu general rescued by him.

The Manchu Qing general from Xiangbai Banner flinched a little, and reported the numbers: "Thousands of people were killed in battle, and the number of injured people should be around three or four thousand."

Hearing this return, Azig stopped immediately.

Dorgon's expression became more and more serious, and he said: "The Ming army was only a tentative attack, which caused the Qing Dynasty to lose so many soldiers and horses. If the Ming army comes a few more times, can this battle still be fought?" ?”

Listening to Dorgon's frosty words, none of the Manchu and Qing generals present dared to gasp loudly.

In order to prevent the Ming army from attacking again, the Qing army had to camp on the spot.

That night, Dorgon quietly prepared a surprise soldier, planning to wait until the Ming army came to harass and sneak attack, and suddenly rushed out to give the Ming army a "surprise".

But to Dorgon's disappointment, the night was completely calm, and he just passed through it peacefully.

Azige, who was somewhat optimistic by nature, was quite happy about this: "Prince Rui, do you think it is because the Ming people have run out of bullets?"

As we all know, muskets need bullets, and the Ming army is far away from the mainland, so naturally it is impossible to have enough bullets all the time.

Dorgon's heart was also moved when he heard the words, but he immediately denied the answer.

"Since the Ming army entered the grassland, they have only fought two major battles. Even with the small battle yesterday, it is impossible to consume their stocks so quickly."

Azig's face suddenly turned bitter: "So...the Ming people will come again today?"

As soon as Azige finished speaking, a messenger of the Qing army galloped out of breath.

"Prince Rui, the Ming army is here again!"

……

This day's war is almost a replica of the previous day.

The cavalry of the Ming army came suddenly, biting the broken troops of the Qing army, tore and fought fiercely, and then receded like a tide.

This time the Qing army was already prepared, and the troops after the breakup were quite well prepared, which also caused some casualties to the Ming army.

But after taking stock of his own casualties, Dorgon was very annoyed to find that the Qing army still had [-] dead soldiers and nearly [-] wounded soldiers.

If the fighting continues with this casualty force, the Qing army may not be able to reach Shengjing, and will be bleeding too much and collapsed due to the Ming army's small-mouth cannibalism tactics.

Dorgon fell into a very painful entanglement.

Finally, in the afternoon of that day, Dorgon once again summoned all the generals of the Qing army.

"The current situation is very obvious. No matter what, that bastard Zhu Cihong will never let us go back to Shengjing."

"So I've decided, everyone get ready tomorrow, we'll make a pocket formation, and we'll have a decisive battle with Zhu Cihong here!"

(End of this chapter)