Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 380 Chapter 380, Li Guozhen came to the front line in person, Hong Chengchou revealed the secret
The war intensified.

Looking from the sky, it can be seen that a huge battle group is forming outside the city at this moment.

The center of the battle group is the Manchu and Qing Azig's troops who are desperately resisting. The Ming-Mongolian cavalry led by Zhu Cihong and the main infantry of the Ming army led by British Gongsuo are attacking it from the north and the south.

In a more marginal place, Dorgon in the city has also completed dispatching troops and is preparing to rescue Azig.

Before the war, the necessary war mobilization still needs to be done. Duo ErGun stood in front of everyone and made an impassioned speech.

"Success or failure depends on one action. You must use the fastest time to break through the Ming army in front of us, and then stab the main force of the Ming army from behind, and cooperate with Azig to win this battle!"

Listening to Dorgon's words, many Manchu and Qing generals present all showed expressions of eagerness to try.

Their hearts were also full of fighting spirit.

This is Shengjing City, the capital of the Qing Dynasty, how could the Ming army be allowed to run wild here!

Many people present have been following Nuharchi to lay down this huge country. They are not afraid of war, and even embrace and desire war!
Dorgon waved his hand: "The whole army is going to attack, first annihilate the Ming army that is attacking us desperately!"

The Ming army that Dorgon was talking about was naturally the [-] blocking troops led by Li Guozhen.

It is a very rare thing from all aspects that a blocking force whose mission is to delay time dares to initiate an attack on its own initiative.

Li Guozhen was the supreme commander of the Ming army who made this decision.

At this moment, Li Guozhen was standing on top of the chariot, the long sword in his hand had been pulled out, and he shouted sharply.

"Kill me!"

Li Guozhen did not flinch. In fact, he and his flag were always close to the front line. Any Ming soldier who was fighting the enemy could clearly see Li Guozhen's flying flag of the Ming Dynasty as long as he turned around.

This gave Li Guozhen's [-] Ming army a huge morale boost.

"Death!" A Ming soldier's eyes were red, and his sword pierced through the chest of the opposite Qing soldier. Unexpectedly, another Qing soldier rushed out and stabbed the Ming soldier's right wrist.

The soldier of the Ming army screamed in pain, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground. However, he did not pick up the long sword as the enemy thought. Instead, he threw the Qing soldier down with a strange cry, and punched him.

The two entangled in the dust for a long time, and the soldiers of the Ming army finally found an opportunity to hit the opponent's temple with a punch, knocking the opponent almost fainted, and then picked up the long sword and struck the opponent with a sword.

The soldiers of the Ming army stood up very excitedly, and were about to roar loudly to express their pride, but they were kicked by a Ming army general unexpectedly.

"What are you doing here in a daze, the brothers in front have rushed so far, hurry up and catch up!"

The soldiers of the Ming Army laughed and were about to leave when they were suddenly stopped again.

"Take it, this is Jinchuang medicine. If you are lucky enough to survive after the war, remember to apply it every day!"

The soldiers of the Ming army immediately straightened their bodies and said loudly, "Thank you, General!"

Not far away, Li Guozhen watched this scene, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Daming needs this kind of spirit.

Bright sword spirit!

It doesn't matter what kind of Jiannu or Mongol you are, as long as you dare to stand in front of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, then shine your sword and cut him down!

The brave attack of Li Guozhen's troops really surprised Dorgon.

Dorgon originally thought that as long as the [-] Qing troops in the city were dispatched, they would definitely be able to defeat Li Guozhen's troops in one fell swoop.

But what he didn't expect was that Li Guozhen's troops were already on the rise from top to bottom, and fell into a state of fanatical excitement.

As soon as the Qing army in the city came out of the city, it was greeted with a head-on attack from Li Guozhen's troops. Not only did they not win as smoothly as they had imagined, but they were blocked near the city gate, unable to move.

When Dorgon saw this, he suddenly became furious.

"A group of useless things, even a partial division of the Ming army can't do anything about it?"

Beside Dorgon, many Qing ministers also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Suddenly, someone chuckled softly.

Although the voice was soft, it was still quite ear-piercing in this city where everyone was quiet.

Dorgon turned his head sharply, looked at the person beside him, and said coldly: "Hong Chengchou, what are you laughing at here? Does Daqing's appearance make you happy?"

It turned out that the person who was laughing was none other than Hong Chengchou, the governor of the Ming Dynasty who had surrendered to the Manchu Qing.

When Dorgon spoke, the eyes of the others looking at Hong Chengchou immediately became rather unkind, as if they wanted to kill the Han man if they disagreed.

Hong Chengchou bowed his hands to Dorgon and said, "Prince Rui misunderstood, the slave is not laughing at the Qing Dynasty, but the Qing army under the city."

This explanation obviously did not convince Dorgon, he still looked at Hong Chengchou coldly.

Hong Chengchou sighed, and said, "Prince Rui's master may have forgotten one thing."

Dorgon said, "What's the matter?"

Hong Chengchou said: "Master, the Qing army that you plan to use to rescue Prince Ying just fell from the hands of Prince Yu (Duoduo) to Prince Zheng (Jierhalang) a while ago."

Dorgon said: "So what?"

Hong Chengchou said: "Then, the military power fell from the hands of Prince Zheng (Jierhalang) to Hauge's hands, and then, it returned from Hauge's side to your hands."

Someone got impatient, and directly scolded: "Hong Chengchou, you are a dead slave who can speak directly, don't talk nonsense!"

Hong Chengchou shrugged his shoulders: "This Lord Baylor, I have made it clear enough. Please think about it, every time the army changes a leader, that leader will inevitably replace a large number of people who were the former leader, and promote a group of people. A large number of their own people came up as generals and officers."

"As for the Qing army outside the city now, he has changed four generals in a short period of time, and none of them were handed over peacefully, they were all accompanied by mutinies!"

"Excuse me, after the four generals have been purged successively, how much combat power can this army have?"

"That's why I laughed."

After Hong Chengchou finished speaking, the whole city fell into silence again.

Dorgon's face also became ugly to the naked eye. He stared at Hong Chengchou for a long time before saying, "So, is there any solution?"

Hong Chengchou shook his head and said: "The slave has nothing to do, but the master is wise and powerful, so I think he must have a clever plan."

Dorgon smiled coldly, and suddenly kicked Hong Chengchou in the stomach.

This kick was extremely vicious, kicking Hong Chengchou to the ground, his face was like gold paper for a while, and he lost the strength to scream.

Dorgon took a deep breath, turned around and strode down the city wall.

"Raise the flag immediately, I will go out of the city to personally supervise the battle!"

There was a bit of unconcealable eagerness in Dorgon's cry.

(End of this chapter)