That night, Li Zicheng also received news of Dorgon's death.
Because Li Zicheng also established his own espionage network in Beijing. Although it was not as powerful as Chongzhen's espionage network, it was still possible to spy on the goings-on in Beijing.
However, Li Zicheng only knew that Dorgon was dead, but did not know that Dorgon died from Ma Feng.
"Dorgon is dead?" Li Zicheng couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time he felt a little disappointed.
Dorgon's death means that he can no longer seek revenge on Dorgon for his defeat in the Stone Battle.
Fortunately, Wu Sangui is still there, otherwise he would have no enemies left and his hatred would have nowhere to vent.
Song Xiance and Gu Junen were also a little emotional. Dorgon was considered a hero of the previous generation, but they did not expect that he would die suddenly at such a critical moment.
"Now the creation of slaves is over." Song Xiance sighed.
"Yes, with Dorgon's death, Jiannu will definitely be finished."
Gu Junen's views this time were exactly the same as Song Xiance's: "It's a pity that our Dashun army was restrained in the Loop by the traitor Sanggar, so we can only watch Nanming destroy Jiannu."
Song Xiance smiled and said: "This is a good thing no matter what."
"What the military advisor said is wrong." Gu Junen shook his head and said, "As soon as Jiannu is killed, Nan Ming can concentrate all its efforts on our Dashun. At that time, our Dashun will be attacked from both sides by the Nan Ming and Mongolian armies. The situation will be dire.
Big bad.”
"Why should our Dashun army be afraid of the Ming army?" Song Xiance said suddenly, "Five years ago, our Dashun army was able to wipe out the Ming army with the force of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Five years later, our Dashun army can still defeat the Ming army."
Defeat the Ming army with overwhelming force, and as long as the border troubles in the northwest are resolved, the Southern Ming army will not be a problem at all."
Song Xiance's understanding of the Ming army still stayed at the point of the 17th year of Chongzhen's reign.
In the 17th year of Chongzhen, the Dashun army attacked Beijing in two directions. It was really devastating. Wherever the army passed, the Ming army along the way either collapsed at the first touch or begged for surrender. They reached Beijing in just two months.
"Destroy the dead?" Gu Junen said with a bitter smile, "The military advisor should really go to Chaoyang Gate to take a look."
Gu Junen had visited the Chaoyangmen camp disguised as an envoy and had seen the military appearance of the Ming army.
"I don't need to look." Song Xiance said abruptly, "The Ming army is still the same Ming army. Otherwise, it would not have been able to besiege Beijing for half a year and still not be able to capture it. They even used Hongyi cannons to blast a gap in Chaoyang Gate.
, but still can’t take it, our Dashun Army would have taken the city of Beijing long ago.”
Gu Junen was speechless.
…
After Hong Chengchou, Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi learned about Dorgon's death, they felt like mourning their heirs and burst into tears in the governor's palace.
Hong Chengchou even cried until he fainted.
Returning to his camp, Geng Jimao quietly said to Geng Zhongming: "Dad, the Qing Dynasty is about to end."
If Geng Jimao had said this normally, Geng Zhongming would have slapped him with a big ear-scratcher without any reason.
But today, Geng Zhongming just sighed and said lonely: "The Qing Dynasty is indeed going to be in trouble."
Geng Jimao immediately rolled his eyes and whispered: "Dad, otherwise we will bring our troops to surrender to the Ming Dynasty."
"What nonsense are you kidding?" Geng Zhongming sighed, "Back then, your father, me, Lao Kong and Shang Kexi had already done everything possible. Chongzhen wanted to eat our flesh and sleep on our skin. How could it be good to return to the Ming Dynasty?"
"Dad, one moment is another," Geng Jimao persuaded again, "Chongzhen Meishan has become different after enlightenment. Look at what he is doing now, is there anything that can be compared to the previous Chongzhen?"
Geng Zhongming was speechless. After Jiashen, Chongzhen was really a different person from before.
But Geng Zhongming is still afraid, because he deeply understands the truth that repeated horizontal jumps will never end well. He has already jumped back and forth three times between the Ming and Qing Dynasties. If he jumps back again, it will be the fourth time.
Which emperor would tolerate a general who rebelled four times? No way.
If there were another rebound this time, Chongzhen might not do anything to him at first.
But when the situation changes, Chongzhen will definitely find an excuse to take his life.
Thinking of this, Geng Zhongming immediately said: "Stop thinking nonsense. Even if the Qing Dynasty is defeated, it will not die. No matter whether it flees back to Liaodong or Mobei, it can continue to exist. You and I, father and son, will never be deprived of food and clothing."
Geng Jimao had no choice but to give up. In fact, he was just talking casually.
Even if Geng Jimao came to power, he would panic. The main reason is that there is no precedent.
I wonder how Chongzhen would treat these second ministers?
…
Not only Geng Jimao was panicked, but Hong Chengchou was even more panicked at this time.
If Dorgon does not die and continues to adhere to the retreat policy, although the possibility is very small, at least there is still a chance to win a turn and defeat the Ming army in one fell swoop.
But once Dorgon died, it was impossible for the Qing Dynasty to shrink.
This is indeed the case. The first imperial edict issued by the young emperor Fulin after he took office was to restore the Eight Banners' political system and return the government to the Eight Banners aristocrats.
The first thing the Eight Banners nobles did after taking control of the government was
That is to transfer the three armies of Shanhaiguan, Yanzhou Prefecture and Tianjin Guards back to Beijing.
The intention of transferring the three armies back to Beijing is self-evident, which is for the decisive battle.
Apparently, the Eight Banners nobles had had enough of the retreat policy and were preparing for a decisive battle with the Ming army.
However, how can the current Qing Dynasty still have the strength to fight a decisive battle with the Ming Dynasty? The day of the decisive battle is also the time when the Qing Dynasty will be destroyed. It seems that it is time to think about its own future.
"Ah Da." Hong Chengchou handed a lacquered letter to Hong Da and said, "Take this secret letter and go to Chaoyangmen Camp and hand it to Eunuch Gao personally. Be careful on the way."
Hong Cheng knew how important this letter was.
In response, he put away the letter and left in a hurry.
Watching Hong Da leave, Hong Chengchou sighed softly.
Then I turned to look outside the window and saw that the sky had darkened and was about to change again.
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Shanhaiguan, Wu Sangui's journey.
Fang Guangchen walked in and reported: "Your Majesty, Ye Bilong has left with two red flags."
"Really?" Wu Sangui looked out the window, a little confused, thinking that things were going to change again.
To be honest, Wu Sangui really didn't expect that Dorgon would die suddenly at this time.
One more thing to say here is that the news of Dorgon's death was already well known in Beijing, but it was still closed to the outside world. Wu Sangui was able to know the news because he had his own intelligence sources.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid the Qing Dynasty is really coming to an end." Fang Guangchen said in a deep voice.
"So, next we must also consider our own future."
"Future?" Wu Sangui shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "Tingxian, do you think we still have a future?"
"Of course, of course we have a future, and we still have a great future." Fang Guangchen paused, then continued, "Of course, the premise is that the prince must have military power in his hands."
"Military power?" Wu Sangui said with a wry smile again, "Just 20,000 to practice bravery?"
When he first surrendered to Jiannu, Wu Sangui had a total of 50,000 Guanning troops plus 20,000 Liaoxi Xiangyong, a total of 70,000 troops. However, after several fierce battles such as Yishishi and Guguan, the number dropped sharply to 30,000.
It is not easy to be a dog for the Jian slaves. Sometimes they can only be used as cannon fodder.
But even though there were only 30,000 people left in Guan Ning's army, Dorgon still refused to let him go.
After several reorganizations, the Guan Ning Army was split into the Eight Banners Han Army and the Green Camp.
Even Xia Longshan, Wu Guogui and other old generals of the Guan Ning Army were sent to the Eight Banners Han Army.
Now Wu Sangui only has Fang Guangchen, a strategist, and 20,000 warriors left beside him.
"Your Majesty, twenty thousand is already a lot to practice bravery." Fang Guangchen advised, "If it is well managed, it will be enough for the Prince to make a comeback. Back then, the intruders were defeated by Yang Sichang and only had 17 riders left. In the end, they also captured Beijing and almost destroyed the Ming Dynasty.
My lord, you now have 20,000 trained warriors, and your situation is much better than that of the intruder back then."
"Ting Xian?" Wu Sangui lost his voice, "You want me to support my troops and stand on my own feet?"
"No, at least it can't be done now." Fang Guangchen said, "The top priority is to try to win Chongzhen's trust and then entrust western Liaoning to the prince. In this way, great things can be expected."
"This is absolutely impossible." Wu Sangui said, "How could Chongzhen entrust western Liaoning to me?"
"As long as the prince can achieve unparalleled achievements in the war to destroy the Qing Dynasty, everything is possible." Fang Guangchen said with a smile.
"Performed unparalleled achievements in the battle to destroy the Qing Dynasty?" Wu Sangui suddenly felt itchy and asked, "Please Ting Xian to teach me."
Fang Guangchen analyzed Wu Sangui one by one: "After Dorgon's death, the Qing court has no more capable people. With Duduo, Luck Dehun and other reckless men, they will definitely choose to fight the Ming army decisively. If nothing happens,
The Qing army is bound to be defeated, but because the Mongolian cavalry protects its two wings, even if the Qing army is defeated, it will not be completely destroyed."
After a pause, Fang Guangchen continued: "There will definitely be a considerable number of remnants of the Qing army who can escape. If nothing else, the remnants of the Qing army will definitely come towards Shanhaiguan and try to escape back to Jianzhou through the Western Liaoning Corridor."
Upon hearing this, Wu Sangui's eyes lit up: "You mean to take the remnants of the Qing army to plead guilty to Chongzhen?"
"Yes, bring the remnants of the Qing army to plead guilty to Chongzhen." Fang Guangchen said solemnly, "With such a great achievement, even if Chongzhen still has a grudge against the prince, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pursue it again."
After a pause, Fang Guangchen continued: "Then the prince bribes Eunuch Gao with a large sum of money. If Eunuch Gao speaks for you, it is not difficult to obtain the title of duke and the commander-in-chief of Jizhen."
"The title of duke is not what I want. It is enough to have the commander-in-chief of Ji Town."
Having said this, Wu Sangui came to life and was no longer as depressed and depressed as before.
Fang Guangchen smiled again and said: "Your Majesty, now you can find Eunuch Gao to pave the way in advance. In this way, you can also give Eunuch Gao a great contribution in strategizing."
"Oh yes, you should find your godfather first to pave the way."
Wu Sangui immediately wrote a handwritten letter, and selected several valuable belongings and gave them to his confidant Wu Aliu, and asked Wu Aliu to take the letters and belongings to Beijing to find Gao Qiqian.