It was almost the third day after the news that Jian slaves broke through the wall and entered the customs. On the bank of the Grand Canal in Beizhili, Dezhou City on the other side was dark in the night.

This side of the canal was full of people. There were more than 50,000 Qing troops who invaded, known as 100,000. After joining forces in Tongzhou, they went all the way south along the canal, making almost no stops along the way.

Although the night wind in winter was fierce, the large group of cavalry was still heading south quickly. On the bank of the canal, stood a group of heavily clad cavalry, about one or two hundred people. The leader was a tall man with thick eyebrows.

Looking at the general with beards, he and the cavalry around him are wearing white helmets and white armor. This is the armor of the white flag. Under the guard of the generals, the seemingly solemn and majestic Dorgon just stood motionless.

He was riding on a horse, holding the reins with one hand and staring at Dezhou City on the other side.

"Your Majesty, Xizuo has already heard the news. There are only a thousand rural soldiers in Dezhou City. With the strong people, Ning's army does not exceed ten thousand people. As long as the prince gives the order and the slaves work together, they will surely capture Dezhou!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, ever since Your Majesty led the slaves into the pass, this road has been very desolate. There is nothing to grab at all. There are not even a few people in these hundreds of miles. If this continues,

I’m afraid the food and fodder will run out!”

"Rob……"

Dorgon sneered and said.

"We just went back at the beginning of the year. When we entered the customs last year, we robbed everything that needed to be robbed and almost killed everything that needed to be killed. Now, even if we rush into Dezhou City, what can we rob and what can we rob?"

"Your Majesty, Shengming, we just robbed this one, we have to wait until others recover some strength before robbing again! I think, even if this Dezhou City is captured, it won't be interesting!"

"No, I might have killed the slaves in vain!"

Although there was a chorus of agreement around him after Dorgon made his decision, Dorgon felt a little unwilling in his heart because the other side of the river was Texas!

As long as you cross the canal and capture Dezhou, you will enter Shandong, and then go south to Jinan!

Jinan!

That Prince De is in Jinan!

Will he attract thunder like he did at the beginning of the year?

Thunder?

Dorgon naturally sneered at this statement. He never believed in any thunder from the sky. In his opinion, the so-called "thunder from the sky" was just an excuse for Du Du and others to shirk responsibility.

What kind of gods are there in this world?

Without gods, naturally there can be no "fire from heaven" or "thunder from heaven"!

"Your Majesty, Jinan is now far more prosperous than in the past. Not only are there hundreds of thousands of people inside and outside the city, but business is also prosperous. If Your Majesty leads the army to capture Jinan, the income will definitely be no less than tens of millions..."

Fan San, who was riding on the horse, bowed his waist and said to Dorgon.

He is a domestic slave of the Fan family. This time he followed Dorgon as a guide to lead the Qing troops south. In fact, there were many domestic slaves like him in the Fan family, dozens of them helping the Qing troops lead the way.

There are more people providing intelligence to them.

"I heard that Jinan even built a circle of earthen cities. Now Jinan must have been prepared for it. I am not Yue Tuo. I don't have two months to stay under Jinan City!"

When he mentioned Yue Tuo, Dorgon's tone was full of sarcasm. The dead can't speak. Even if Yue Tuo's soldiers surrounded Jinan in the first place, it was to grab more things and to encircle the site for reinforcements. They were the emperor's

Plan, after all, Jinan was the largest and most prosperous city north of the Yellow River in the Ming Dynasty, besides the capital city. Only in such a place can we grab more things.

However, now because of the defeat in Jinan, if someone has to bear the responsibility, it must be Yue Tuo. After all, the dead cannot speak!

But every time he met, even so, he was still cut off a few Niulu, Dorgon was a little aggrieved. At first, the army was divided into two groups and they had no jurisdiction over each other. But even so, the emperor still regarded "the rescue was unfavorable" as the reason.

By cutting his own Niulu, in the final analysis, he was just looking for an excuse to cut his own military power.

Excuse!

For the emperor, all he needs is an excuse!

Jinan... Jinan city has high walls and solid walls. Yue Tuo suffered a loss there last time, so why should I take risks there?

"But, my lord, what the emperor means is..."

When he heard that the prince was unwilling to go to Jinan, Fan San became anxious. The master was waiting for the prince to capture Jinan and avenge the second young master!

"The emperor's intention is to kill the Yellow River and destroy Nanzhili. Therefore, my king intends to capture Nanzhili directly. For our Qing Dynasty, this is the most important thing. This time my king goes south, he will go along the canal.

Go all the way south and don’t give Ming Gou any chance to breathe!”

In fact, they had already agreed with Abatai in Tongzhou to divide their troops in Linqing. He went south along the canal, while Abatai led the troops to Henan, waiting for an opportunity to cross the Yellow River, and then directly aimed at Zhongdu. If the Ming army gathered in Zhongdu,

The army just fired a false shot and attacked Huai'an. After the two armies joined forces, they killed and captured all the way to Nanjing.

After entering the Pass to conquer the Ming Dynasty last year, Dorgon believed that the Ming army did not pose much of a threat to the army. Not only was the Ming army limited in strength and was focusing on one thing at the expense of another, but more importantly, like last year, the 50,000-strong army under his command, excluding artillery,

Outside the team, they were all cavalry. Even the red cannons of the artillery team were mounted on carts and pulled by horses.

When they entered the Pass to conquer the Ming Dynasty last year, it was precisely because of the superiority of the cavalry that the Ming army was exhausted, and in the end they lost sight of one thing.

"Command the army to rest and recuperate here!"

Dorgon gave the order while riding on the horse, and then he jumped off the horse nimbly, and then threw the whip in his hand to the slave beside him. He said as he walked.

"Send out the rangers, with a team of a thousand people, and the advance is limited to a hundred miles. If there are villages, they will be asked to hand over thousands of stones of food and grass. Otherwise, when the army arrives, not even a blade of grass will grow. Food and grass... Naturally, there will be Han people preparing food and grass for us along the way!

"

Following the order, the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners soldiers on horseback all jumped off their horses. For the Eight Banners soldiers who had been galloping on horseback for a day, it was only then that they relaxed and all took off their horses.

Wear heavy armor and take the time to feed your horse and rest it up.

After they all dismounted, they would occasionally cast their gaze into the distance, and they could vaguely see some firelights, perhaps the lights of the Ming Dynasty's pursuers, but they knew that those fearless Ming troops could at most

Just a quick glance from a distance.

While the army was resting, Dorgon once again glanced in the direction of Jinan and muttered to himself silently.

"This time, even if you have the thunder formation, what can you do to defeat me?"
Chapter completed!