Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 82 Chapter 82, the British public has nothing to do, Zhu Cihong has a trick to sign in
Zhu Cihong sat in the carriage, looking at the scene on both sides of the road, his expression couldn't help but move.

The section of road going south from the capital is part of the Hebei Plain. It was originally one of the most densely populated areas in the north of the Ming Dynasty. However, in the past few years, it has been continuously poisoned by the Manchus going south, and has just been harassed by Li Zicheng. After two waves, it is now empty.

Large areas of fields were abandoned, villages were deserted, houses were dilapidated and courtyards were deserted, and everything as far as the eye could see was a desolate scene.

Zhu Cihong clenched his fists unknowingly: "We must end the war as soon as possible, so that the Ming people in this land can restore peace!"

Three days later, the Ming army set up camp about fifteen miles outside Gu'an City.

As the main general, the British Duke Zhang Shize quickly summoned the generals to start discussions after camping.

After all the generals arrived, the British Duke suddenly realized something was wrong: "Where is His Royal Highness? Why didn't he come."

Someone replied: "His Royal Highness has left the camp with a thousand soldiers and horses, saying that he wants to investigate the enemy's situation."

British Duke: "..."

Li Guozhen on the side coughed and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should also be measured. The British Lord does not need to worry. And as a military supervisor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does not need to participate in the meeting."

The so-called supervising army, to put it bluntly, is to supervise the chief general.But what to monitor?There is a lot of sense here.

Normally, as long as the chief general doesn't do anything harmful to the emperor, such as surrender, the supervising army can say that they don't need to take care of anything, and don't need to participate in anything.

Of course, if you insist on fighting against the army, the supervising army can also cause the commander an incomparable headache.

The British Duke thought for a while and said, "That's fine. In fact, it's very simple to call everyone here. Everyone can express their opinions on how to fight the next battle."

Needless to say, the importance of the upcoming decisive battle to Daming, so everyone expressed their opinions one after another.

"British Duke, the general is willing to be the first to charge, and he will definitely be able to capture the flag!"

"British Duke, the general can lead the army to outflank their rear!"

"Mr. British, the general's fire rifle soldiers can definitely defeat them. Please give our fire rifle soldiers a chance!"

There are different opinions, and there are all kinds of opinions.

After everyone had finished speaking, the British Duke did not loosen his frown.

The British public hesitated to speak, thought for a while, and asked most of the people to retreat, leaving only Li Guozhen, the deputy general, and a few more important generals.

"Uncle Xiangcheng, what do you think?" the British official asked.

Li Guozhen was silent for a while, then shook his head and said: "Although everyone's morale is good, none of the strategies proposed... will work."

British Duke: "..."

Although I hate to admit it, this is indeed true.

Li Guozhen said: "Roughly estimated, there are at least 6 troops in the Chuang army, while our side only has [-]. British Lord, our battle will be very difficult."

Zheng Jiaolin, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke: "The Chuang army has swept all the imperial troops north of the Yellow River. They still have a great psychological advantage over us. Although the Beijing side has won, it is a defensive battle after all. Not enough."

Why did Zheng Jiaolin appear here?

The answer is actually very simple, because since the imperial court retained Wu Sangui as the Minister of War, and at the same time unceremoniously annexed Wu Sangui's entire Guanning Army, it must give Wu Sangui some face, right?
Therefore, several of Wu Sangui's confidantes like Zheng Jiaolin still remained in this army, but most of their colleagues had already been transferred out of the army under various pretexts.

After listening to Zheng Jiaolin's words, the expressions of the British Duke and Li Guozhen became more and more ugly.

Regarding the strength of both parties, they still knew what Zheng Jiaolin was telling the truth.

How to do this?
It is impossible not to fight. The war resources of the Ming court have almost been exhausted, and it can't even be delayed for a few days.

But if there is a fight, the probability of victory does not seem to be very high.

Other battles can be lost, but this battle Daming really has no capital to lose. If he loses, he is afraid that he will directly perish the country.

Ying Gong and Li Guozhen are under a lot of pressure!

At this moment, a brisk voice sounded: "It doesn't matter, I already have a solution."

Everyone asked and turned around, just in time to see Zhu Cixiang walking into the tent from the outside with a relaxed smile on his face.

Where did Zhu Cihong go?Of course I went to sign.

No way, who made the British public too cautious and chose to camp fifteen miles away, which is five miles away from the system required to sign in.

So in desperation, Zhu Cihong had no choice but to make a trip by himself to get the sign-in done.

Sure enough, after signing in, Zhu Cihong got a sign-in task without any accident.

After reading the content of this sign-in task, Zhu Cihong immediately rushed back without stopping.

Seeing the calm Zhu Cihong, the Duke of England was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "What tricks does His Royal Highness have, please come quickly!"

Zhu Cihong smiled and said: "It's actually very simple. As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. We don't know anything about the strength of Li Zicheng's army now, so we have to find a way to get their information, so that we can really find out way to defeat them."

Li Guozhen looked at Zhu Cihuang, and a certain feeling in his heart became very strong, and he couldn't help but asked: "Could it be that His Royal Highness already knows about Li Zicheng's information?"

The smile on Zhu Cihong's face grew stronger: "I don't know, but I can catch someone who knows the information."

The British Duke asked: "May I ask His Royal Highness, who is this person?"

Zhu Cihong waved his hand: "It's Li Zicheng's military adviser, Niu Jinxing!"

After Zhu Cihong finished speaking, everyone present was taken aback.

Everyone knows that Niu Jinxing is Li Zicheng's number one think tank. If Niu Jinxing can be caught, Li Zicheng's various secrets will naturally not be a problem.

The British Duke asked in surprise: "Could it be that His Royal Highness has already caught it?"

Zhu Cihong coughed, and said: "I just came back to tell you, and I will set off to catch him later."

After listening to Zhu Cihong's words, there was a burst of laughter.

It was Zheng Jiaolin who laughed.

Zhu Cihong turned to stare at Zheng Jiaolin, and said indifferently: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

Being stared at by Zhu Cihong, Zheng Jiaolin felt a little chilled in his heart, and took two steps back.

The shadow of being beaten up by Zhu Cihuang last time is still there.

But Zheng Jiaolin did not give up because of this, but gritted his teeth and said, "His Royal Highness, is it true that what I said is not true? If His Royal Highness can catch Niu Jinxing, I will naturally have nothing to say, but Niu Jinxing is Li Zicheng's number one. Military division, how could it be easily caught by us?"

Looking at the stubborn Zheng Jiaolin, Zhu Cihong smiled.

"How to catch it? Let's do this, you go catch it with me!"

(End of this chapter)