Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 383 Chapter 383, Zhu Cihong leaped across the horse, Dorgon retreated sadly
Dorgon's expression was extremely serious, and he kept urging.

"Keep attacking, keep attacking!"

"I don't want casualties, just break through the Ming army in front of me!"

The atmosphere has become very tense, and all the senior officials in the Qing army who knew the inside story realized that Azig's troops were in danger!
If the entire army of Azig was wiped out, then the Qing Dynasty would really be unable to confront the Ming army.

What's more, many senior brothers, fathers, and younger brothers of the Qing army are still fighting under Azig's command.

Therefore, at least at the commander level, the Qing army has a very high will to fight.

Inspired by these commanders in various ways, Dorgon's troops also attacked frantically.

"Prince Rui, don't worry, our army has already firmly suppressed the Ming army on the opposite side. It will take only half an hour at most, and we will definitely be able to break through!" A Man Qing veteran said quite complacently.

Dorgon snorted and said nothing.

Half an hour, can you make it in time?
Another person said: "The Ming army really seems to be possessed by an evil spirit. Usually beating them is like beating rabbits. Why has it become so difficult to fight in the past two years?"

Saying this sentence, the Manchu and Qing ministers present were silent for a while.

Yes, the combat effectiveness of the Ming army has obviously been deteriorating in the past few years. Why has it suddenly changed now?

Two years ago, the Qing army was able to approach Shanhaiguan to show off its might, but now they were all beaten by the Ming army outside Shengjing City.

The huge gap here is really unacceptable.

Dorgon said coldly: "Hong Chengchou, please tell me why."

Hong Chengchou smiled wryly, and said, "Is there a possibility that...the Ming army has become stronger?"

After Hong Chengchou finished speaking, several people sneered in unison.

But a strange thing happened. After sneering, no one opened his mouth to refute.

Dorgon slowly clenched his right fist unconsciously.

How did the Ming army become stronger?
A name jumped into Zhu Cihong's mind, and Dorgon couldn't help but muttered the name out.

"Zhu Cihong..."

All the changes happened after Zhu Cixiang was born.

The situation reversed between the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, and every battle was closely related to Zhu Cihong.

If it weren't for Zhu Cihong, maybe Man Qing would have entered the Central Plains early in the morning!

Dorgon's face was as dark as water, and he secretly prayed that Azig would resist.

As long as Azig can resist, there is hope that Zhu Cihong will be buried here today!
At this moment, a messenger from the Manchu and Qing dynasties galloped over, rolled off his horse, and crawled to Dorgon.

Dorgon suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

The messenger cried loudly: "Prince Rui, I just received the news that Prince Ying... has been completely wiped out!"

This sentence was like thunder flashing across the sky, and Dorgon was so startled that he couldn't help himself. He took two steps back and almost fell off the chariot.

Around Dorgon, many Manchu and Qing ministers couldn't believe it and roared angrily.

"It's just nonsense!"

"Prince Ying led all the elites of our Qing Dynasty. How could they be eaten by the Ming army so easily?"

"There must be a limit to nonsense, come, someone, drag this guy who lied about military information down and cut him down!"

Dorgon was upset, and suddenly broke out with a roar.

"Shut up for me!"

Everyone fell silent and their eyes fell on Dorgon.

Gritting his teeth, Dorgon asked the messenger, "Prince Ying...is he still alive?"

The messenger shook his head: "The news was brought back by some people who escaped from the encirclement of the Ming army. According to them, the lives and deaths of the Prince of England and the leader of the Horqin tribe, Badalley, are unknown now!"

Dorgon took a deep breath and said, "Go, bring those people to me immediately!"

A moment later, a group of fleeing officers and soldiers knelt in front of Dorgon in a mess, and some were crying.

"Prince Rui, the Ming army is too brutal, we really can't resist it!"

"I saw the Prince of England fleeing surrounded by thousands of cavalry, but I don't know where he went."

……

Dorgon watched this scene, his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

Azig, it looks like it's really over!
Everyone realized this and fell into a brief silence.

Suddenly, someone said: "Then, what should we do now?"

Originally, the army came out of the city to rescue Azigh. Now that all the Azigh people are gone, what's next?

Dorgon's lips moved slightly, just as he was about to speak, suddenly a drum sound like raging waves came, interrupting Dorgon's words.

Dorgon looked up subconsciously, and saw an extremely shocking scene.

The sun was setting, and the western sky was covered with brilliant red clouds. The sun was shining, and the blood-colored light shone on the earth.

Under the reflection of this bloody light, a large army came towards the direction of the Qing army like a tide.

Dorgon was even able to clearly find many Mongols in this army, but these Mongols could not be from the Horqin tribe who was loyal to the Manchu Qing, but could only be from the Chahar tribe who had already defected to the Ming Dynasty.

In the center of countless Ming troops, a young man leaped on his horse with his sword drawn, and his flag flying behind him.

"The Ming Dynasty Crown Prince Zhu Cixiang has arrived in person!"

Dorgon was in a trance for a while.

What an exciting sight the young man is in high spirits.

However, shouldn't it be the Qing Dynasty that has just been established for decades?

Why is the Ming country that has lasted for more than 200 years, the Ming country that should have weakened and perished long ago, the Ming country that has been lonely for a long time like this setting sun, can still shine so brightly?
This light hurt Dorgon deeply, and also hurt all the people present.

At this moment, Dorgon was unusually calm, and he gave an order.

"Immediately call for gold, and the entire army will withdraw to Shengjing as quickly as possible!"

No one questioned Dorgon's order.

Without saying a word, everyone turned their horses dejectedly and galloped towards Shengjing City behind them.

The sharp sound of Ming Jin sounded, and many soldiers of the Qing army could not believe their ears at first, but soon broke away from contact with the Ming army under the order of the commanders, and quickly retreated.

Li Guozhen gasped for air and watched the Qing army that had just surrounded him suddenly retreat. The joy of surviving the disaster came to his heart and he couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"Haha... hiccup?"

The captain of the personal guard on the side was already lying on the ground, and said weakly: "General, your voice is already hoarse, so stop screaming there."

Li Guozhen kicked the guard captain and unceremoniously lay down on the other side.

The darkness gradually enveloped the sky, but a smile appeared on Li Guozhen's face.

"Grandma, when you return to the capital this time, you can become a marquis or a duke, right?"

(End of this chapter)