"Didn't you let the family rush back?"

Duoduo's face was a little unsightly, and he asked angrily.

Ao Bai's face turned dark, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Lord Wang, the slave only has five thousand elite cavalry, but the other party has deployed more than 10,000 infantry and more than 2,000 cavalry in Caojiagang, I have just defeated their infantry battalion, and they have three thousand cavalry, the cavalry of the Tianwei Army is too strong, even if it is hard to shake our elite cavalry, it will not fall behind, especially that little white face, even if I am in full bloom, I may not be able to defeat him!" ”

Duoduo glanced at Aobai in surprise, Aobai is known as the first warrior in Manchuria, this title is a bloody battle, deserved, even he is inferior to him by three points, and now even Aobai thinks that he is not sure, it seems that this little white face is really difficult to deal with......

"Lord Wang, presumably General Aobai met that Xu Yifan, the first general under Zhu Jie, an all-round talent in civil and military affairs, but he is very powerful......"

Wu Sangui said on the side, "We must be cautious and careful in this battle, and we can't make it a ...... to capsize in the gutter."

"Capsizing in the gutter?"

Duoduo's face changed slightly, the Qing army occasionally lost his hand, it was nothing, as long as it was not shaken, it would not be in the way at all, but if it really planted a big heel, it would be amazing, after all, Manchuria is not as good as the Ming Dynasty, the Ming 200,000 army is finished, and in an instant, it will be able to pull up the 200,000 army again, but the 200,000 army of the Manchurian Eight Banners is gone, then it will be completely over, and after waiting for 20 years, it will not be able to make it up!

"Lord Wu, you have been an official in the Ming Dynasty for many years, and you have a deep attainment in the combat power and tactics of the Ming army, I don't know if you have any good strategies?"

Wu Sangui's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Lord, there is no good plan, we can only storm the Daimyo's Mansion now, this Daimyo's Mansion has gathered more than half of the elite forces of the Ming Dynasty today, if we can complete our efforts in one battle, encircle and annihilate the Tianwei Army, then the entire Daming is equivalent to the palm of our Daqing, even if it is to pay some price, it is worth it, according to the will of the minister, it is better to directly mobilize the army to surround the entire Daimyo's Mansion, mobilize all the artillery of the nearby departments, and attack the city with all its might, Even if the walls of the Daimyo Mansion are tall, we will definitely not be able to resist our continuous fierce attack, and if we take the Daimyo's Mansion, we can go all the way down the canal, all the way to Jining and even Xuzhou, and the soldiers will go straight to the place where Zhili is plastered, you say, we pay a certain price for this, isn't it worth it? ”

Duoduo laughed, it's worth it, it's special, if you can take down Nanzhili, then even if you pay a certain price, it's definitely worth it, Suzhou and Hangzhou are ripe, the world is enough, and the taxes of the entire Nanzhili for a year occupy six or seven percent of the entire world!

"Lord Wu, now there are tens of thousands of elite soldiers in the famous city, the city walls are tall, and there are hundreds of thousands of people among them, and they can replenish the soldiers at any time, if we attack the city strongly, how much price will it take, and how long will it take before we can capture it?"

Dodor asked.

Wu Sangui's expression was stunned, and he said in a deep voice: "My lord, there are clouds in the book of soldiers, and three and three surround it, if you want to attack a city, you must have three times the strength of the defender to have enough confidence, such as today's tens of thousands of troops, gathering the Daimyo Mansion, and having a strong general like Xu Yifan, even if we have more than 100,000 troops, we also need to pay a heavy price, I am afraid that without tens of thousands of casualties, it is almost impossible to take the Daimyo Mansion, even if it can be taken, it will take at least two months......"

"What, tens of thousands of casualties?"

Ao Biden stood up and shouted: "Wu Sangui, you have to know how many people we have in the Eight Banners of Manchuria, if a famous mansion has to sacrifice tens of thousands of people, then attack Nanjing, Suzhou and Hangzhou and other important towns, and don't pay the price of more than 100,000 or 200,000 casualties?" Who can stand this? Consumption alone can consume the elite of the Eight Banners! ”

Wu Sangui smiled bitterly: "General Aobai, even so, it is still a conservative estimate of the lower officials, you don't know, the Tianwei army is no better than other Ming armies, the combat power is fierce, it is a victory one by one, brave and good at fighting, not afraid of death, but it is not as easy as when you entered the fortress and looted Jinan, if the Tianwei army resists desperately and fights to the end, I am afraid that the casualties of tens of thousands of troops are not to mention, after all, this is the only main elite of the Ming Dynasty, if the Tianwei army is encircled and annihilated, in the future, I'll never have any decent resistance again......"

"It's just that this battle, the price to be paid, is not what we can afford now!"

Ao Bai muttered.

Duoduo's eyes flickered, and he kept thinking in his heart, "Lord Wu, I heard that when he broke into the counterattack and attacked the city, he often drove the displaced people as the pioneers, and the rear was the elite charge, is there such a thing?" ”

Wu Sangui's heart was shocked, what does this Duoduo mean when he says this? Is this to drive refugees to be cannon fodder to siege the city? These are innocent people, and it is not impossible for a big war to kill and wound hundreds of thousands of refugees, especially in the extremely tragic siege battle, the casualties are even more tragic, which is ......

"Lord Wu, what if this king asks you again......"

Duoduo said slowly.

"This ......"

Wu Sangui was a little hesitant, after all, all the dead cannon fodder were Han people, there would not be a Manchurian, he was no longer a thing, and if he did such a thing, he would have an uneasy conscience, and he would be punished by God!

"Wu Sangui, the prince asked you!"

Ao Bai shouted.

Wu Sangui was shocked, he was now involuntarily himself, what he was carrying was not his own life and death, one was not good, hundreds of people in the family, and tens of thousands of troops under his command would all suffer from the pond fish!

Wu Sangui hurriedly replied: "Back to the words of the prince, there is indeed such a thing, whether it is the Daimyo's Mansion, or the original Luoyang Mansion, Kaifeng Mansion, it is a tall city, even if there is artillery, it is difficult to open the defense of the city wall, it can only be assumed that the ladder is filled with human lives, where are so many elite soldiers in the world to fill this ghost gate?" The elite of the thieves is even hard-won, but they are reluctant to still attack the city, so most of the time, they drive the refugees to launch the siege, and when it is critical, they will send elite forces to lay the victory in one fell swoop......"

Duoduo laughed and said, "Isn't this the end?" You Han people don't care about the life and death of Han people? So what does the king care? Sending down the order, in the area of Zhili Shandong, I need to get at least 50,000 exiles to attack the Daimyo's mansion within seven days, don't they have a moat? Aren't they with high walls? Then I will fill the river with the corpses of the Han people, and use the corpses of the Han people to build a ladder! ”