Chapter 202 If you fail to steal the chicken, you will lose the rice.
Chongzhen was really in awe of Li Xiangjun now.
Just now, he thought that Li Xiangjun was probably too involved in the drama because he had played Qin Liangyu too many times, so he really put himself in Qin Liangyu's place, and then he made this amazing move.
But now it seems that this is not the case.
This little girl Li Xiangjun actually has the ambition to stabilize the country!
In this way, it is true that he Chongzhen used the villain to save the gentleman.
At that moment, the expression on Chongzhen's face also became serious: "I understand."
Since Li Xiangjun really had the ambition to stabilize the country, how could Chongzhen be stingy with a battalion of troops?
When the Xuzhou War is over and the new army is being organized, just let her return home to recruit a battalion of new soldiers.
Maybe Li Xiangjun is really a good woman, a heroic girl like Mulan, and the Ming Dynasty will have one more handsome minister. It will also leave a good story in the history books in the future. Why not?
"Eternal God Emperor"
While they were talking, Xia Yunyi also came to the gun platform.
Xia Yunyi said: "Your Majesty, 309 people in the Shizi camp were killed and 19 were seriously injured."
"So many?" A look of regret appeared on Chongzhen's face. These scholars are all seeds. In the future, he will not only use these diligent scholars to train new armies, but also use these diligent scholars to do errands for him, so six
There were not too many thousand soldiers, but too few. Even 60,000 people were not too many, but now more than 300 people were killed in one battle.
After a pause, Chongzhen continued: "Write down the names of the fallen soldiers. When I return to Nanjing next time, I will build an ancestral hall in front of Taizu's mausoleum, called the Martyrs' Shrine, dedicated to the souls of the heroes who sacrificed their lives for the Ming Dynasty. As for that?"
Seriously injured scholars, regardless of whether their limbs are healthy or not, will be placed in the Imperial College to teach after they recover."
"Yes." Xia Yunyi stepped aside with a solemn expression.
Jin Shenghuan was very envious of this and thought that these scholars were really in the heart of the emperor.
Because not only more than 300 soldiers were killed in the battle at Yunlong Mountain, but more than a thousand frontier soldiers were also killed.
However, the Holy One only asked one question, and then said that he would personally pay out the pension after the Xuzhou War was over, and then he said nothing else.
When Jin Shenghuan was thinking wildly, Chongzhen suddenly turned around and said: "Jin Qing? Jin Qing!"
Jin Shenghuan didn't hear Chongzhen's first call. He finally heard it when he called out in an amplified tone for the second time. He immediately asked in panic: "Your Majesty, what's your name?"
"Yes." Chongzhen nodded and said, "You should also sort out the list of fallen soldiers under your command and give it to Wang Daban. They are all heroic souls who sacrificed their lives for the Ming Dynasty. Scholars can enter the Heroes' Temple, and soldiers of the frontier army can also enter the Heroes' Temple!"
I need to treat everyone equally."
It is impossible to treat everyone equally. There will be different levels in the Hall of Heroes. The names of scholars must be listed above ordinary frontier soldiers, but there is no need to say these.
Jin Shenghuan and the deputy general behind him, the general burst into tears of gratitude after hearing this.
How could they, warriors, stand alongside scholars in front of Taizu's mausoleum?
Well, Chongzhen felt that what Jin Shenghuan and the others cared about most was the Heroes' Shrine itself. However, Jin Shenghuan and the others cared about it being listed before Taizu's Mausoleum. They regarded this as Lingyan Pavilion in the commentary.
By the way, Xia Yunyi and others are also more concerned about the fact that they are in front of Taizu's mausoleum.
Chongzhen turned to Zhu Cixiang and said, "Xun'er, my father will leave Xuzhou City to you to guard it."
When Zhu Cixiang heard this, his expression changed greatly and he said: "Father, do you want to stay in Yunlong Mountain? This is absolutely impossible, it is too dangerous."
"If it is not dangerous, I don't have to stay." Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "It is precisely because Yunlong Mountain is located in a dangerous place, which is related to the success or failure of the Xuzhou War, and even more to the life and death of the Ming Dynasty, so I have to personally guard it.
Remember, my son, it is our Ming Dynasty tradition that the emperor guards the gates of the country, and you should practice it after you succeed to the throne!"
Hearing this, not only Xia Yunyi and other scholars, but also Jin Shenghuan and other generals were in awe.
It has to be said that the Holy One is really impeccable in setting an example and can be called a rare holy king in the past and present.
"My son, please remember your father's teachings." Zhu Cixi bowed his head to Chongzhen and obediently returned to Xuzhou City to guard the city. This was not the time to be pretentious.
After Zhu Cihong was sent away, the sky became dark.
Chongzhen breathed a sigh of relief and turned his attention to the Jiannu Camp in the southwest.
If nothing else, this bitch Duduo must be extremely angry and furious right now, right?
Originally, he wanted to imitate the old slave and steal the chicken, but in the end, he failed to steal the chicken and lost the rice. A guy lost more than 900 white-armored soldiers who were only one in a hundred. He must be very heartbroken, right?
It’s right to be heartbroken!
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Duduo was heartbroken, but not heartbroken, just angry.
The hardest hit this time was Hauge's Zhenglan Banner. Not only did it lose more than 300 white-armored soldiers, it also lost a third of its more than 2,000 bannermen. This time it was really a serious loss of vitality.
The big goal of annihilating the Ming Dynasty is just the beginning.
However, the small goal of weakening Zhenglan Banner was completed ahead of schedule.
Together with the positive red flag and the red flag, they were also weakened.
Therefore, Duduo's heartache is really not heartache, not at all.
But Dodo was really angry when he was angry, so angry that he almost exploded.
"You're a dog slave, you're a dog slave!" After returning to the main account, Duduo vented his anger on Fan Chengmo again.
However, Duduo's whip was very well controlled. It could beat Fan Chengmo to the point of excruciating pain without causing fatal damage to the body of the dog slave. At most, it would only cause physical pain.
Fan Chengmo's whole body curled up in pain.
Fortunately, at this time, the curtain of the big tent was lifted up from the outside.
Immediately He Luohui, the real man with a white flag on his forehead, walked in with a look of shame.
Duduo then threw his whip and asked with a dark face: "How many people did each banner lose?"
He Luohui lowered his head and replied: "Zhenglan Banner lost more than 300 bagaras, more than 200 red armors, more than 500 vests and infantry, and more than 120 carriages."
"Really?" Duduo said hypocritically, "Zhenglan Banner's losses are too great."
"That's not true." He Luohui also said in a pretentious manner, "Zhenglan Banner really has to imitate Xianghuang Banner's family's filial piety this time, but Xianghuang Banner's family has a great cause, and it doesn't matter if three thousand people die. Zhenglan Banner
But there are only 32 Niulu in total, so many bannermen died this time, I’m afraid the days ahead will be difficult.”
Duduo asked again: "How many people did the red flag and the red flag lose?"
He Luohui said: "The losses of the two red flags are almost the same. The main reason is that all the Baya La who went up the mountain were killed. Now I'm afraid that Daishan's old dog's waist will never be able to stiffen again."
"Bold!" Duduoyang said angrily, "Is this what you, a dog slave, should say?"
"Yes, yes, slave, slap yourself." He Luohui said while pretending to slap himself twice.
Duduo smiled and asked with a straight face: "Where are we putting up the white flag? How much will we lose?"
"We put up a white flag..." He Luohui was suddenly speechless.
Duduo said coldly: "Why don't you tell me quickly."
"Hey." He Luohui said helplessly, "Not many of our warriors with white flags were killed in battle, just a few dozen, but there were quite a few injured, more than five hundred, and in addition fifty were damaged.
Multiple carriages."
"What?" Duduo said angrily, "Why are so many warriors injured?"
"Master, there is really no way." He Luohui complained bitterly, "There are only a few passages available, and they are all within the strike range of the Ming army's squatting artillery. When the blue flag passed by, the Ming army was still
We didn't come back to our senses, but when we raised the white flag and tried to pass, the Ming army had already reacted. The muskets were falling like hailstones. If they were lead, they would only be injured at most.
But if you get hit by a closed-mouth bullet, your life will be lost."
Speaking of this, He Luohui squeezed out two more tears: "I almost lost my sight of you, my master. At that time, a muzzle-loading bullet passed over my head, and the tassel in my stomach was broken."
He Luohui said and took off his bowl stomach again.
Not to mention, the one-foot-high tassel on top of the stomach was broken.
"Okay, stop complaining in front of me." Duduo said angrily, "I don't want to listen."
He Luohui immediately stopped talking. He was mainly afraid that Duduo would blame him for not leading the troops well and causing too much damage to the white flag. However, from the current look, Duduo probably didn't mean this.
After a pause, Duduo asked again: "Hauge, did Luo Luohun and the others say anything?"
After suffering such a big defeat and losing so many elites, the Eight Banners nobles will definitely complain. Duduo has been mentally prepared for this. Just scolding him a few times is not a big problem, but if it rises to the point of questioning his ability, it will be troublesome.
, if all the Eight Banners nobles question his ability, there will be big trouble.
When the time comes, Dorgon will have no choice but to replace him, or he may even deprive Niu Lu or even deprive him of Wang Jue.
This is also a characteristic of a tribal slave country. Except for the founder Nurhachi, the power of the later Huang Taiji, Dorgon and even Shunzhi were not inherited, but relied on the support of the majority of the Eight Banners nobles.
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If Huang Taiji does not get the support of the majority of the nobles, he will not be able to get the throne. If Dorgon does not get the support of the majority of the nobles, he will also not be able to be the regent of his uncle or even the regent of his father, Bumu Butai.
Without the support of the majority of the Eight Banners nobles, it would be equally impossible to put Shunzhi and Kangxi on the throne successively.
Therefore, if Duduo is despised by most of the nobles of the Eight Banners, he will not be able to become the general of the country and will definitely be replaced by other prince Baylor.
So Dodo is very concerned about what others will say.
He Luo said understandingly: "Master, I have asked someone to inquire. Most of the princes, Beile and Beizi, think that your strategy is not problematic, because the old Khan relied on this strategy to win the battle.
The Battle of Saarhu, so there is definitely no problem with this strategy, the problem lies with Zhenglan Banner."
"Prince Belle and the boys really said that?" Duduo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, that's really what you said." He Luohui nodded and added, "Of course, Prince Su didn't think so. He just felt that there was something wrong with Old Khan's tactics."
