If it were normal, Duoduo would say a few words, but now when he saw the angry Dorgon, this guy dared not say a word. If he pointed the signs at him, he still didn't know how many whips he would be...

During this period, Dorgon became angry more and more frequently. Since the defeat of Qufu, it can be said that he has nothing to be happy about.

The conflict between Manchu and Han internally and the Southern Ming court outside was ready to move. Dorgon felt that he had fought for the regent, which was purely a reduction in life.

"The prince calms down. Even if Fang Dayou does something wrong at this moment, he will not be able to be removed from office. Now no one is familiar with the situation in Shandong. If he is removed from office on the spot, wouldn't it be as good as the Southern Ming court?"

It was not until Dorgon's anger was slightly lowered that Fan Wencheng dared to stand out and say this.

The battle situation in Shandong is so bad that it can't be worse. Since the last failure, they have hardly found any highlights that can be interesting. They can only let Fang Dayou stay there, which can be considered a stagnant.

However, Shandong's status is still very important. If it is taken away by the Southern Ming Dynasty, they will be too close to the capital, and they can almost be said to be coming day and night.

The court also thought of a complete plan. Who knew that our plan had not yet come out, and the Southern Ming court had already taken action.

But on the other hand, Fang Dayou burned Tai'an Prefecture City, which also shows that this guy is going to follow the Qing court all the way to the end.

After all, if you return to the Southern Ming court, the whole family will probably have to take action.

Dorgon breathed a sigh of relief, and he was regaining his rationality.

Fan Wencheng took the opportunity to let the two guards of the royal palace go down. They came out just now to convey the order for Dorgon.

Now that Dorgon lowered his head and didn't say anything, he knew that he had just called the wrong one and that you two were still standing here. Could it be that the prince would admit his mistake?

"Mr. Fan, what should I do about Shandong? Do you have any plans in your mind? We don't have many troops in Shandong. We originally wanted to allocate part of the troops from the capital, but we never made any moves. Who knew that the other party's movement was so fast that we caught us off guard. If I remember correctly, we have no troops in Shandong except for the Green Camp soldiers under Fang Dayou."

When he spoke to Fan Wencheng, Dorgon's tone was relieved a lot.

Although there were other Manchu and Mongolian light-pride in this room, Dorgon looked directly at Fan Wencheng when he spoke.

These people are all a bunch of wine bags. If you expect them to give you an idea, even if you wait until dark today, they will not give you a useful idea.

These guys came to the capital from Liaodong, but they didn't learn anything else. They were very proficient in all kinds of things in the capital.

When we arrived here in the morning, there were a few princes carrying bird cages. It took only a long time to corrupt into this. Are these people not in a hurry?

Shandong is about to have a route. Once Shandong falls, can the capital be kept?

In fact, these people were also anxious. After hearing what Fang Dayou did just now, they didn’t feel anything was wrong. Isn’t it normal to attack a city and set fire to a fire as long as it is fought?

What they are worried about now is another thing, that is, how can they protect the capital after Shandong falls. If the capital cannot be saved, wouldn’t they have to return to the Heishan River in Liaodong?

As the saying goes, good things are from frugality to extravagance.

But now they are all used to enjoying themselves in the capital. If they were asked to return to the old forest of the black mountains and black waters, they would not be willing to go back to death.

Even the older generation of people are unwilling to do so, let alone the younger ones below. They are so happy to play in the capital for the past six months. This colorful world has wiped out their fighting spirit.

Faced with such a dilemma, Fan Wencheng had no idea for a while.

Although he claims to be Zhuge Liang in this world, then again, he must have soldiers in his hands. He can't sing an empty city plan for others. Even if you are really Zhuge Liang, the Southern Ming Dynasty court is not Sima Yi!

"What else can I say about this? Of course, we should gather all the troops in the capital, and then lead the troops south to fight them in Shandong. If we can win, we will follow the Grand Canal to Nanjing."

Seeing Fan Wencheng silent for a long time, Prince Zheng Jiergalang next to him could no longer sit still.

This guy has always been a pro-war faction. None of this guy is willing to do with the gentle policies proposed by Dorgon, and he also stood in Haoge's trenches.

In the situation on the Wuchang front, Haoge had already sent messages to the rear in a very tactful way.

But you can still hear that there is actually a defeat over there. Even if you continue to persevere, it will be useless to the overall situation. No miracle will happen.

Now the army in the capital is the last army of the Qing court. They gathered all the young and middle-aged people in a mess and could gather more than 100,000 people. But if these more than 100,000 people were dead, they might be exterminated.

Something more terrible than a destruction of a country.

"The prince is inappropriate, do you know how many people we have left now?"

The Minister of War Sony came forward. He knew that after the two defeats of the Qing Dynasty, the elite of the Qing Dynasty suffered heavy losses. The capital was either newly recruited troops or had retreated due to injuries.

"There are no outsiders here, so Lord Suo might as well say it."

Although the Qing army suffered heavy losses, the flag soldiers under Prince Zheng Jiergalang had never been on the battlefield, which was considered to be relatively well preserved.

"All the young and strong men in our tribe are counted, and there are only a hundred thousand people. As for the Mongolians, they originally wanted to get a share of the pie, but now they have suffered heavy losses. If they were asked to continue to send troops to help us, it would probably not be so easy. Recently, the memorials of several Mongolian princes paying me a lot."

After hearing this number, everyone in the room was shocked, especially afterwards. The Mongols were their allies playing an important role in their army. If the Mongols retreated, it would be like taking off their beams...
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