Dorgon finally decided to bring the red cannon and the Franco machine gun.
However, they left the red cannons and Franco machine guns behind and walked slowly, and even left most of the baggage behind. The army marched lightly with only half a month of dry food.
Without the drag of cannons, the marching speed was indeed much faster.
In the past, I could only walk thirty miles a day, but now I can walk fifty or even sixty miles a day, even on muddy roads.
On the tenth day of October in the 20th year of Chongzhen, Dorgon's army crossed the Liao River near Pingshan Platform and appeared on the west bank of the Hun River, preparing to cross the Hun River eastward between Dongchang Fort and Dongsheng Fort, and then go north to attack Shenyang.
In fact, after passing Dalinghe Fort, Dorgon's army had two choices.
One is to cross the Daheishan Mountains, cross the swamps of Liaohetao, go to the Juliu River, first meet up with the Ten Banners of Horqin Mongolia, and then march directly towards Shenyang. This road is the shortest.
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The second is the current march route.
Dorgon finally chose the second route.
Although the second route is much further than the first route, this route can cut off the Ming army's retreat and ensure that the more than 20,000 Ming troops led by Chongzhen himself will be trapped in Shenyang.
Chongzhen just wanted to use small means to defeat big things and consume the Qing army.
But what Dorgon wanted in his heart was to complete his victory in one battle.
As long as Chongzhen is killed or captured, the Qing Dynasty will win.
After crossing the Liao River, the Qing army encountered the Ming army's scout cavalry at night. The two sides launched an extremely cruel outpost battle on the plain between the Liao River and the Hun River.
At the beginning, Ye Bushou of the Qing army did not pay attention to the Ming army scouts at all.
But as soon as they fought, the Qing army was surprised to find that the Ming army's scout cavalry was beyond imagination, especially the opponent's self-generated guns, which were ridiculously accurate!
After receiving the report, Dorgon felt a little unbelievable.
"What did you just say?" Dorgon stared sharply at Wa Xing'a, who was transferred to the post of Baya Lazhangjing with a yellow flag. "The self-generated fire blunderbuss of the Ming army's scout cavalry can kill a big man at a distance of 120 steps."
Qing’s night won’t collect?”
"Yes." Vasinga said in a deep voice, "The distance at that time was at least 120 steps."
"This is impossible!" Hong Chengchou said, "The accuracy of a self-generated fire gun will drop sharply beyond fifty steps, and it will be completely inaccurate after eighty steps, let alone one hundred and twenty steps."
Fan Wencheng also said: "Self-made fire guns don't have such strong penetrating power."
"That's right." Ning Wan and I agreed, "If the distance is more than eighty steps, a self-made fire gun can only penetrate a layer of cotton armor. When it reaches one hundred and twenty steps, it can't even penetrate the cotton armor."
Hou Fangyu also said: "But now, the self-generated fire guns of the Ming army's scout cavalry can accurately hit the target at a distance of 120 steps, and can also penetrate a layer of chain armor and a layer of cotton armor at this distance. How is it possible?"
"Master, everything the slave said is true." Vaxing'a said anxiously, "But there are half a lie, so I would rather be expelled from the flag."
Seeing what Vasinga said so categorically, Dorgon already believed it, and he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart. Could it mean that the army's self-generated guns were really so sharp?
If this is the case, how can we fight this battle?
At this time, He Luohui turned back and reported: "Master, Yabulan escaped from Seoul."
"What did you say?" Dorgon frowned slightly, and Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan, I and Hou Fangyu, who were all lined up on Dorgon's left and right, also felt their hearts sink when they heard this.
He Luohui didn't say much, just turned around and waved.
The disgraced Yabulan was helped to come to Dorgon.
At this time, Yabulan was no longer as high-spirited as when he had just left Beijing. The armor, cotton armor and chain mail were all gone, and he was only wearing a dirty tattered cotton jacket. At first glance, he looked like he had escaped from Beijing on the way to escape.
The stomachs of the alms bowls robbed from people's homes have fallen off, and even the money rat tails have spread out.
It's really as embarrassing as it is to be like this.
When he saw Dorgon, Yabulan howled and the regent collapsed to the ground.
"Yabulan, how did you end up like this?" Dorgon said in a deep voice, "Did Obai send you back to report the news? Did something happen to North Korea?"
"Prince Regent, Lord Obai has died in the battle." Yabulan said sadly.
"What? Obai died in the battle?!" Dorgon's face fell instantly.
Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng and Ning Wanwo looked at each other in shock. Is Ao Bai dead?
Who is Obai? Batulu, the number one in the Qing Dynasty who was conferred by Huangtai Jiqin, actually died in battle?
"Yes, Master Obai has died in the battle." Yabulan said, "Most of the three thousand guards accompanying him also died in the battle. Only a dozen of the knights escaped by chance, and the only one who could escape here was a slave.
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The scene suddenly became deathly silent, and all three thousand guardsmen were completely wiped out?
This is really surprising. These are three thousand guards and three thousand Baya soldiers!
After a long while, Dorgon finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Yablan, what is going on?"
"Back to the Emperor and the Regent, this is what happened..." Yabulan immediately told Dorgon and others the whole story of the Battle of Seoul, including the outpost battle of Yanshuyi.
Upon hearing this, Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng began to discuss in low voices.
"It seems that the Ming army is indeed equipped with a sharp self-generated fire gun."
"Yes, this self-generated fire cannon not only hits far, but is also extremely accurate."
"Otherwise, Obai and the three thousand troops with white flags heading to North Korea would not have been completely wiped out."
"But fortunately, the Ming army does not have many of these self-generated fire guns. It only equips a small number of scout cavalry. Otherwise, we would be in trouble."
"But even if there is only a small amount of these self-generated fire guns, it is still very troublesome."
"No matter how troublesome it is, we must face it. Otherwise, the longer the time goes on, the more self-generated muskets the Ming army will have. Wouldn't the trouble for our Qing army be even greater?"
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Listening to Hong Chengchou and others talking quietly there, Dorgon's mood became particularly heavy.
Dorgon suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. It was becoming increasingly difficult to defeat the Ming Dynasty. Maybe it was a wrong decision to enter the Pass. If he had not entered the Pass, life might have been much easier.
For the first time, Dorgon had doubts about his decision.
Hong Chengchou was extremely good at observing faces. Seeing that Dorgon never said a word, he knew that his confidence had been shaken and he had serious doubts about whether the Qing Dynasty could defeat the Ming Dynasty.
Once Dorgon's confidence is shaken, the results will be disastrous.
At that moment, Hong Chengchou comforted Dorgon and said, "Master, the situation is actually not that bad."
Hearing this, Ning Wan and I also reacted quickly, and then added to Hong Chengchou's words: "Brother Hengjiu said it is true. Although the self-generated fire blunderbuss of the Ming army is sharp, its effect is limited."
"That's right." Fan Wencheng continued, "What really determines the outcome is the cannon."
"Brother Xian Dou said it is absolutely true." Hong Chengchou added, "The red cannons and Fran cannons are too heavy to reach Liaodong in a short time, but we still carry 400 Camel swivel cannons and 600 Tigers
Squatting artillery, these 1,000 cannons are enough to destroy the hollow square formation of the Ming army, even if the Ming army sets up a sidecar formation, it will be useless."
Hou Fangyu also advised: "No matter how sharp the self-made firecracker is, it will never be able to compete with the cannon."
With the repeated comfort from Hong Chengchou and others, Dorgon regained confidence in the Qing army.
But Dorgon would not admit that he was shaken, and said coldly: "What are you worried about? Even if everyone in the Qing Dynasty is shaken in confidence, I will not waver at all! The Qing soldiers are invincible!"
"That's right, my master is an unparalleled hero, how could he be intimidated by this trivial setback?" Hong Chengchou said with a smile.
But Dorgon shook his head and said: "Hengjiu, you are wrong. This is not a small setback. Aobai died in the battle, and the three thousand Baya soldiers with white flags were wiped out. Next, North Korea will definitely tear up the alliance.
Once Korea becomes a vassal state of the Southern Ming Dynasty again, the situation of the Qing Dynasty will take a turn for the worse, and Liaodong will become peaceful forever."
Hong Chengchou said quickly: "Master Mingjian, this matter is really no small matter."
"But it's nothing." Dorgon said, "There are thousands of threads and threads. As long as the Ming army is defeated and Chongzhen is captured, all the problems will be solved. Chongzhen should not have come to Liaodong."
After a pause, Dorgon shouted again: "Pass the decree..."
Dorgon originally wanted to issue an order to order the 18,000 Mongolian banners to cross the Hun River first, waiting for an opportunity to cut off the road between Shengjing and Gaizhou, and cut off the opportunity of the Ming army to return to Gaizhou.
However, before Dorgon finished speaking, a messenger caught up with him from behind.
"Urgent news!" the courier shouted from a distance, "Urgent news from the King of Esen County, Horqin's left wing front flag..."
Hearing this, Dorgon's face fell again, right? There won't be any changes in Liaodong, right? Could this bitch Chongzhen have left Shengjing and fled back to Gaizhou?
However, the more you fear something, the more it will come.
Dorgon's worries soon turned into cruel facts.
"Report to the Emperor, Father and Regent." The messenger came to Dorgon, got off his horse and knelt down on one knee to report, "The Ming army had evacuated Shengjing City five days ago and is moving in the direction of Liaoyang and Haizhouwei."
When Hong Chengchou and others heard this, they became a little anxious.
"Master, this dog emperor Chongzhen wants to run away."
"Master, we cannot let Chongzhen escape, we must catch him."
"If you can't catch anyone alive, you can do it dead. Chongzhen must be left behind."
"Master, this opportunity cannot be missed. It will never come back. You need to make a decision early."
Under the urging of Hong Chengchou and others, Dorgon finally made up his mind.
At that moment, Dorgon shouted: "Publish the order, ignore the harassment of the Ming army's scout cavalry, the whole army speeds up and turns to the southeast, and crosses the Hun River directly from the south of Dongchang Fort. No matter what, we must get in front of the Ming army and intercept it."
Chongzhen!"
"Hey!" Dozens of cavalry messengers dispersed immediately.