Cao Eryu snorted, turned around and left Dongnuan Pavilion in a hurry.
Watching Cao Eryu leave, Dorgon's face fell again.
Hou Fangyu asked in a low voice: "Master, are you worried that you won't be able to take it from Dagokou?"
"It's not just Dagokou." Dorgon did not deliberately hide his emotions in front of Hou Fangyu. He held Dongzhu with his right hand behind his back and said, "The upcoming Liaodong war also worries me."
"Yes." Hou Fangyu said with deep understanding, "It is no exaggeration to say that the gains and losses of Dagukou and Liaodong are related to the future national destiny of the Qing Dynasty. If these two important places cannot be recaptured, the consequences will be disastrous.
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"That's why I'm worried." Dorgon sighed, "In these two battles, we can only win but not lose!"
"So that my master can rest assured that our Qing Dynasty still has a very high chance of winning these two battles." Hou Fangyu said and walked to the map hanging on the north wall.
"Let's talk about Dagokou first. This is the most important place for military strategists."
"The reason why the Qing Dynasty suffered its defeat at the beginning of the year was firstly because it underestimated the enemy and did not invest enough troops and firearms. Secondly, it was because the time was not grasped well. When we were preparing to attack with gunpowder, the North Sea happened to thaw, allowing the Ming army to
If the seawater is diverted back into the tunnel, the gunpowder will be unable to explode if it is soaked by the seawater."
After talking about this for a while, he said: "This will definitely not be the case this time. Our Qing soldiers are fully prepared this time, and it is early October and has just entered winter. We have enough time to dig tunnels slowly.
Then they buried the gunpowder barrels underground and destroyed Dagukou and the surrounding gun towers."
Dorgon still fully agreed with Hou Fangyu's analysis.
After a slight hum, Dorgon added: "But I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle in Liaodong. Since Chongzhen dared to bring 20,000 Ming troops to Liaodong, he must have something to rely on."
Hou Fangyu said: "Chongzhen's only support is the hundreds of thousands of Ming troops in Xuzhou, but these hundreds of thousands of Ming troops are just a bluff, so the master does not need to worry. On the contrary, North Korea needs to pay attention."
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"Huh?" Dorgon looked serious and said in a deep voice, "Are you worried about North Korea's rebellion?"
Hou Fangyu said: "Master, after all, Korea has been a vassal state of Nanming for nearly three hundred years. From the Korean clan to ordinary Korean people, they have feelings for Nanming. If Li? Didn't die and was sent away by the Ming army in Liaodong
After returning to Seoul, it is very likely that Li Zhu will establish him as the crown prince of Joseon. In this case, Joseon will inevitably rebel against the Qing Dynasty and return to the Southern Ming Dynasty."
"I'm not worried about that." Dorgon shook his head and said, "With Obai and the three thousand guards of Xiangbai Banner here, even if Li Jian returns to North Korea under the protection of the Ming army, it will be useless. They can't change the sky."
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Dorgon was overconfident, and Obai was already in trouble.
Here it is necessary to introduce the process of the Li brothers' return to the court.
Ten days ago, Zhu Cijiong took the lead in crossing the Yalu River and escorting Li Yu into North Korea.
At this time, Zhu Cijiong did not know that Obai and Li Hao were also coming. Otherwise, Zhu Cijiong would definitely set an ambush halfway and kill Obai and Li Hao first.
However, because Obai entered Korea later and took the Yizhou road, he knew about the existence of the three thousand Ming army and Li Yu, so Obai pursued them day and night.
Obai and three thousand white-armored soldiers were all cavalry, and they traveled a thousand miles in only four days.
On the morning of the tenth day, the guard troops with white flags who had been waiting for more than a dozen nights finally caught up with the Ming army's scout cavalry near Yanshu Station, ten miles away from the northern suburbs of Seoul. Immediately, a small-scale outpost battle broke out between the two sides.
The two armies were in a round formation, and the Ming army, which had been holding white flags for more than a dozen nights, did not even pay attention.
For more than a dozen nights, they held their bows tightly and carelessly approached the Ming army, preparing to get within fifty steps before shooting the Ming army with heavy arrows.
Each of these white-armored soldiers has experienced hundreds of battles and has a good understanding of the performance of Ming army firearms.
Whether it is the previous bird gun, Lumi gun, or the self-generated fire gun now equipped, the Ming army's firearms can only hit accurately within fifty steps. Once more than fifty steps, whether they can hit can only depend on luck.
Therefore, those who held up the white flag for more than ten nights appeared to be confident and even had a bit of banter like a cat playing with a mouse. They couldn't wait to see the desperate expression of the Ming army.
However, what happened next was beyond their expectations.
When the two sides were about a hundred steps apart, the Ming army's scout cavalry who were behind them all raised their self-made fire cannons.
Seeing this scene, instead of being afraid of the white flags, the white flags were not raised, but they laughed unscrupulously. The laughter was full of contempt for the Ming army and firearms. Who were they trying to scare?
From such a distance, can you hit it?
A dozen white-armored slave soldiers laughed heartily.
At a distance of a hundred steps, they simply did not believe that the Ming army's self-generated fire cannons could hit them. Even if they were hit by luck, they were not afraid because they were all covered in triple armor.
At this moment, more than a dozen white-armored slave soldiers continued to urge their horses forward.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides were less than eighty steps away.
At eighty steps, he has entered the effective shooting range of Jiannu's big bow.
However, at this moment, the Ming army on the opposite side took the lead and pulled the trigger.
Accompanied by the sound of "bang bang bang", white smoke rose from the muzzles of more than a dozen self-fired guns.
The leading Jiannu white-armored soldier wanted to laugh, but as soon as he opened his mouth and couldn't laugh out loud, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and his breath was stuck in his throat.
Was I shot? It seemed like I was knocked out by a lead.
Wearing a triple armored stomach, it is absolutely impossible to be penetrated by a lead.
The white-armored soldier of Jiannu cursed in his heart, and when he looked down again, he saw that there was a scorched black hole on the chest of the cotton-armored armor, which had obviously been penetrated by the lead bullets of the Ming army.
A thief who penetrates the mother-in-law can penetrate the cotton armor from eighty paces?
The Ming army's self-made firecrackers are quite capable of killing people.
Immediately afterwards, a scene that surprised Jiannu's white-armored soldiers appeared.
The originally burnt black bullet holes suddenly turned bright red, and then streams of blood overflowed from the bullet holes, turning the white cotton armor red.
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"I've been shot!" The white-armored Jiannu soldier screamed like a pig.
Before he finished speaking, Jiannu's white-armored soldier fell off his horse.
Almost at the same time, the other white-armored soldiers of Jiannu also fell from their horses.
More than a dozen Jian slaves refused to be taken in all night, not even a single messenger was left behind, and they were all shot to death.
"Take the horses away!" The captain of the Ming army waved his hand, and seven or eight cavalry were separated from the scout cavalry. They stepped forward and took away the more than ten Jiannu war horses that had lost their owners, and quickly disappeared on the official road.
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At this time, Zhu Cijiong led the Ming army to the north gate of Seoul.
However, the North Korean troops guarding the city felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They closed both city gates early, and shadowy North Korean troops also appeared on the top of the city.
Li? felt a little embarrassed.
He immediately explained: "Prince Ding, don't mind, they don't know that I am with you."
"I don't mind." Zhu Cijiong smiled and continued, "However, to avoid any misunderstanding, you should quickly send someone to inform your father."
"Okay, I will send someone to see my father now."
Li Huan quickly called his confidant Park Dongxi to him. After giving a few instructions, Park Dongxi galloped away on horseback.
Zhu Cijiong also reined in his horse, raised his hand and shouted: "Send the order, the whole army should stop advancing and rest on the spot."
When the rest bugle sounded, the soldiers of the Ming army who were marching quickly in formation stopped their feet one after another, first stepped forward, and then sat down on the roadside in unison, everyone's movements were uniform.
Zhu Cijiong turned over and jumped off his horse, took out the wine and was about to take a few sips when the sound of horse hooves sounded behind him.
Looking back, it was the scout cavalry who had broken off the rear and quickly caught up with them. The leading captain, who was also a diligent scholar, urged his horse to come to Zhu Cijiong and loudly reported: "King Ding, there are Jiannu cavalry, the number is unknown, but there are at least two thousand!
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"At least two thousand Jiannu cavalry?" Zhu Cijiong immediately put the wine can back into his satchel, then turned over and mounted his horse, "Trumpeter, blow the assembly call, and the entire army forms a hollow square formation!"
"Everything is all right..."
More than a dozen trumpeters immediately lined up to play the suona.
Amidst the loud sound of trumpets, the Ming troops who had been sitting on the ground to rest stood up one after another, followed their usual formation training, and quickly formed a small hollow square formation.
It is necessary to mention that Zhu Cijiong's 3,000 new troops were composed of two infantry battalions plus a cavalry general, with a total of 2,700 infantry and 450 cavalry.
The 3,150 new troops quickly formed a hollow square formation.
Among them, 1,350 infantrymen were divided into three teams, with their guns facing forward.
Another 1,350 infantrymen were also divided into three teams, with their guns pointing backwards.
On the left and right wings of the hollow square formation were more than 100 cavalry.
In addition, there were 100 cavalry scattered in front and on both sides of the phalanx.
This is a standard modern mixed hollow phalanx of cavalry and infantry.
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At this time, three thousand Jiannu cavalry had already pursued them near Yanshu Post.
Looking at the dozens of corpses lying in disorder on the official road, Obai's face turned black to the bottom of a pot.
Because among these dozen corpses, one was that of his younger brother Mulima. He had eight brothers in total. The eldest brother Zhuo Butai died on the Xuzhou battlefield three years ago.
Unexpectedly, the third brother Mulima also died in North Korea.
"This, this was all done by the Ming army?" Li Hao was a little surprised. Didn't it mean that all the guards in the Qing Dynasty were elites, and that one guard could defeat dozens of Ming army scouts?
Why were these dozen guards killed by the Ming army?
Yabulan jumped off his horse sideways and stepped forward to inspect the body.
A month ago, Dorgon made a large-scale transfer of generals from the Eight Banners in Manchuria. Obai and other generals from the Xianghuang Banner were all transferred to the Xiangbai Banner, and Yabulan and others were also transferred to the Xiangbai Banner.
After a while, Yabulan stood up and said to Obai: "They were all killed by the Ming army's self-made muskets. The lead bullets pierced their triple armor. They should have been fired at a very close range."
"But the heavy arrows in Mulima's quivers are still there."
"If I guessed correctly, they should have been ambushed by Ming Gou."
Including Yabulan and Obai, they all made serious misjudgments because they did not know that such a big killer weapon as a rifled rifle had appeared in the world.
