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Inside Ningyuan's camp, Dorgon roared angrily.

All forty cannons were destroyed, and they were completely destroyed, there was no use except for reheating, and it was estimated that it would take a few months to build a new batch of cannons, even if they were transferred from elsewhere, it would take more than half a month, so how could he attack Ning Yuan next?

Pushing a ladder to rush a car?

That thing was suicidal in the face of cannon fire.

Let the soldiers be attached to the siege?

Back then, a Jin Guofeng with 3,000 people in Songshan City, so that his father had no choice but to retreat in embarrassment, at that time his father still had artillery, and now he didn't even have cannons, how to attack the 10,000 morale-boosting defenders with dozens of cannons, thousands of birds to guard Ningyuan? Even if he can pile it up with human lives, how many lives of Eight Banners athletes is he going to use to pile it up? Last time, there were 5,000 dead and wounded, and together with the previous battles, a full 10,000 Eight Banner athletes were gone, how many more casualties were he prepared to have?

And that's not all.

The Jinzhou fire also burned a large amount of military rations he had stored there, and if Tan Tai hadn't fought desperately, he would have almost burned down the powder magazine, and more than 200 people died in the fire.

That dog emperor is really ruthless!

Anyway, he now has a feeling of madness, he really doesn't know what to do, reason tells him that he can't fight anymore, but his brother's revenge can't be avenged, those banner owners in Shengjing are staring at him, if he returns with a feather, it will shake his position, but if he wants to fight, he has to be prepared to pay a heavy price, and if there are too many casualties, those flag owners will definitely not let him go. And even if he fought a bloody battle to capture Ningyuan, it was useless, because there was a Shanhaiguan in the south, he still couldn't enter the Central Plains, if he went south around Ningyuan and drove directly to Shanhaiguan, Wu Sangui would of course surrender to him, if Wu Sangui refused to surrender to him, what would he do? Do you want to attack the mountain customs with Li Zicheng? Then how cheap he is, it is impossible for Li Zicheng to give him Shanhaiguan, not to mention that he can't go to Shanhaiguan, Li Zicheng has surrounded it on all sides, even if he wants to contact Wu Sangui, it is impossible, unless he can take the initiative to attack the Shun army from behind to relieve Wu Sangui......

Uh, he's even cheaper!

At this time, the Ming army is his enemy, right!

Even if Wu Sangui fell and united with Li Zicheng, then his army would be in danger of being wiped out.

"Lord Wang, don't be rash."

Fan Wencheng said cautiously.

"The most important thing for us is to enter the customs, then Li Chuang has gone against the grain, the gentry in the customs have already been like enemies with him, and they are looking forward to my Qing Dynasty king to rescue them! As long as the prince steps across the Great Wall, they will definitely welcome the king. And Li Chuang was being dragged by Wu Sangui in Shanhaiguan at this time, Beijing's defense was empty, if our army went out of Gubeikou day and night, and went straight to Beijing by Miyun, he would be able to easily capture Beijing City before he returned to the division. ”

Then he said.

"Dog minion, my Ah Hun won't take revenge?"

Duoduo punched him in the face without hesitation, Fan Wencheng fell to the ground with a scream and then spit out two bloody front teeth, Duoduo stepped forward and wanted to beat him again, but was kicked over by Dolgon, and then Dolgon quickly stepped forward to help Fan Wencheng with his own hands, and while wiping the blood on his face, he pointed at Duoduo and shouted: "Pull him out and beat the ten army sticks!" ”

"The prince is angry!"

Fan Wencheng wiped the blood on his face, lay on the ground with tears of gratitude, and said: "The prince is angry, King Yu is also a brother with the King of England, it is just impulsive, if the prince punishes King Yu for the slave, then the slave really has to die." ”

"Hmph, spare you this time, why don't you go out and call the medical officer soon!"

Dorgon shouted at Dordor.

Duoduo walked away in a huff.

"Lord Wang, please think twice, this is my best chance for the Qing Dynasty to win the Central Plains, I must not lose it because of the enmity of the British king, the slave dares to guarantee that as long as the army enters the customs, the gentry in the customs will not hesitate to submit to the Qing Dynasty, the dog emperor is nothing more than tens of thousands of remnants, hanging alone in the land of Ningyu, just waiting for the south to respond, even if we ignore him, what can we do?"

Fan Wencheng said while wiping the blood.

As he spoke, he spat out another tooth.

Dolgon looked at Ning Yuan and hesitated.

Fan Wencheng immediately understood.

"Lord Wang, it's better for the servants to persuade Li Yutian and the others, they are all northerners, and they are definitely not willing to go to the south with the dog emperor, as long as we promise a lot of profits, it is nothing more than to make them high-ranking officials, and then the prince promises them that they will not be investigated because of the previous incident, I think they will recognize the situation clearly."

He said resolutely.

"This matter is not possible, how can it be reasonable to let Mr. take risks."

Dorgon said.

"Lord Wang, since the slave promises the country with his body, even if he does not hesitate to smear the liver and brain of the Qing Dynasty, he is not afraid of this little danger!"

Fan Wencheng said.

"Mr. ......"

Dorgon said excitedly, grabbing him by the shoulder.

Of course, he just said that, he wished that Fan Wencheng could persuade Li Yutian to surrender, so that he could at least be considered triumphant, and then immediately return to the division and take the west road out of the customs, while Li Zicheng was dragged by Wu Sangui in Shanhaiguan, and capture Beijing by the back road as quickly as possible, he can do this as a cavalryman. Not to mention that Li Zicheng can't know his actions, even if he does, with the difference in speed between the two sides, he can guarantee to rush to Beijing in front. After all, he wanted to do this for a long time, but it was too embarrassing for him to lose a lot of losses but return in vain, and it was at least a harvest to be able to persuade Ning Yuan to surrender, so Fan Wencheng, a loyal and good servant of the Qing Dynasty, said goodbye to his beloved Prince Rui like this, and then went to Ning Yuan to do his best job.

After he arrived at Ningyuan City to explain his intentions, Li Yutian happily put him in.

"Surrender?"

Li Yutian said with interest: "How do you think we have the possibility of surrendering? ”

"Li Gong, there is no way in the Ming Dynasty, the world is falling apart, the Qing Dynasty Lord and the Holy Ministers are really the destiny of heaven, isn't it natural for Li Gong and the generals to abandon the path and return to the mandate of heaven?"

Fan Wencheng said with a smile.

"What's wrong with your face?"

Li Yutian asked.

"Uh, I fell off my horse."

Fan Wencheng said.

"Haha, I thought I was beaten by your master, I heard that you even had your wife raped by Duoduo, you can still say this kind of thing, your face is also thick-skinned, no wonder the saint said that people like you are cheap bones, and you feel uncomfortable when you are addicted to slavery for a day without being whipped by your master."

Li Yutian said.

"Well, it's just a rumor."

Fan Wencheng said embarrassedly.

"Rumors or not, you don't think we're going to surrender just because of what you just said, do you? Don't take out the things that play with your lips and tongue, although the official is not talented, it is also a jinshi and the first, you should not be smiling and generous, take out something real. ”

Li Yutian said.

Fan Wencheng was embarrassed again, this was the pain of his life, he was sad in his heart and said: "Prince Rui promised that if Duke Li returned to my Qing Dynasty, then everything would be in accordance with the rules of King Sanshun, and the two generals of Tang Cao would be named the Duke of Yishun, and the two generals of Tang Cao would be the Duke of Zhongshun and the Duke of Renshun, and the three subordinates would set up a separate banner, which would be in charge of the three generations, and give the soldiers 50,000 taels of silver, and the other officers could be listed separately by the three, and each would be given a hereditary position. ”

It should be said that this condition is very good.

After all, this kind of time is different from when Shang Kexi and others surrendered, at that time the Ming Dynasty was orthodox, and the Manchu Qing could only be regarded as a small barbarian tribe in the north, but now the Ming Dynasty even lost the city of Beijing, and almost all of the north has fallen into the hands of Li Zicheng.

Li Yutian tapped his fingers on the table there, while Fan Wencheng looked at him cautiously.

"Are we Holy Lords having a good time in your territory?"

Li Yutian said suddenly.

"No, Guijun has been hiding in the mountains and forests since he fled Ningyuan, and we haven't been able to find him so far."

Fan Wencheng said.

"Haha, I'll just say, going out with the temper of the saint will definitely not let you have a peaceful birthday, you don't have to be hard-mouthed, say whether it burned Jinzhou or Lianshan, at his speed, it is estimated that it will not burn Guangning, how many people have you died, hundreds or thousands? The cannon you transported back to Jinzhou won't be smashed by His Majesty halfway, right? How many of your villages have been slaughtered by Your Majesty? Has Dorgon's grain been burned? Could it be that those flag owners in Shenyang can't stand it? In other words, I can't stand it, for a worthless Ning Yuan has died almost tens of thousands of people, obviously there is a world of flowers in the south that can be explored, but you have to fight with us here, your Eight Banners athletes' lives are really cheap. ”

Li Yutian said.

As soon as he heard Dorgon's offer, he immediately guessed that there was a fire in the backyard of the Qing army, and if the emperor's combat power was burned in the Manchu-controlled area, it would be tantamount to a tiger being put into the sheepfold, which would be a disaster.

"Li Gong laughed, how could there be such a thing."

Fan Wencheng said.

He knew that he was going to be in trouble, he didn't expect this former governor of Liaodong to be so cunning, and he actually immediately deduced that there was a fire in their backyard.

"Jokes?"

Li Yutian sneered and said: "Then let's continue to consume, I really want to see the scene of the saint setting fire in Shenyang, by the way, I remind you, the saint can directly ask Taizu for gifts, maybe he will ask Taizu to give a few hundred catties of gunpowder one day, and then make a gunpowder bag for you to throw into Shenyang City, at that time you probably won't think it's a joke." Come on, send off, no, you have to let Mr. Fan leave something, otherwise the saint will scold us when he comes back, just leave Mr. Fan's nose and ears. ”

Then Tang Yu waved his hand, and two wolf-like soldiers immediately stepped forward, grabbed Fan Wencheng's arm and dragged him out.

"The two countries are fighting without a fight!"

Fan Wencheng screamed in horror.

"What kind of messenger are you, just a fugitive from my Ming Dynasty!"

Li Yutian sneered.

(Two chapters starting today.) ）