"A serious problem in our Qing Dynasty's confidant?" Amin smiled sadly and angrily: "He is already a serious problem in our Qing Dynasty! You don't even think about how many warriors our Qing Dynasty has lost in his hands from his debut to now? At this rate
If we keep going, our Qing Kingdom will be wiped out in a few years!"
Dorgon was silent. Yes, since the birth of Pang Gang, the top officials of the Qing Dynasty who have suffered losses in his hands have so far included three prominent Princes of Baylor, Azig, Abatai, and Amin.
The number of warriors lost reached 40,000 to 50,000. If he continues to torture like this, the Qing Dynasty will really be destroyed by him.
Dorgon suddenly asked Amin: "Er Beile! I want to take this opportunity to send troops to North Korea again and catch Pang Gang by surprise. What do you think?"
"You're crazy!" Amin was shocked when he heard this, and his expression suddenly changed: "I finally ran out, why did you throw yourself into a trap again?"
Dorgon pondered for a while and asked: "How many troops are they following you?"
"There are about a thousand cavalry and only three thousand infantry, including two thousand gunmen." Amin answered simply. After these days of pursuit and counterattack, Amin was already familiar with the strength of the Ming army.
Dorgon looked at the river water rolling away and said melancholy: "I didn't expect that only five thousand troops could control the Qing Dynasty's fifty thousand army and defeat it like this. Is this Pang Gang really so powerful?"
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. The faces of Amin and the generals behind him turned red instantly. The 50,000-strong army was beaten by thousands of Ming troops to look like this. Not only was it beyond everyone's expectation, but even they themselves were ashamed.
Don't start.
All the generals were ashamed, and only one voice sounded from behind: "Prince Rui, it's not that we are incompetent in fighting, but that Pang Gang's firearms are too powerful. Their muskets can actually hit two hundred and fifty steps."
The distance and rapid firing were not comparable to the old-fashioned cannons used by the Ming army in the past. Moreover, the artillery shells they used when they attacked the camp that day actually exploded, and their power was beyond human power.
"
Dorgon took a closer look and saw that Shuotuo, the Baylor, was defending himself.
Dorgon shook his head and said: "Shuo Tuo, no matter how sharp the weapons of the Ming army are, they cannot hide the fact that you did not fight this battle well. No matter how many excuses you use to cover up, it will be useless. Your Majesty
I will not forgive you for this."
Dorgon's words calmed everyone down. Yes, they knew very well what kind of temper Huang Taiji had. With the loss of tens of thousands of troops, Huang Taiji must find a scapegoat to calm down the anger of the Manchu and Qing officials and the people. This
Everyone knows the truth, no one is more suitable than the Amin in front of me.
On the contrary, Amin was very open-minded. He smiled calmly and said: "Okay, there is nothing to worry about. If you lose the battle, someone will have to take responsibility. As the commander-in-chief, I naturally have to shoulder this responsibility. Is it possible?
You have to pass it off to others."
Amin was quite a bachelor. He knew that no one but himself could bear the responsibility for the defeat, and he also knew that Huang Taiji would never let him go, so he happily shouldered all the responsibilities on himself.
There was a hint of admiration in Dorgon's eyes. He pondered for a moment and said, "Er Beile, so it's not appropriate to kill them right now?"
"Exactly!" Amin said sternly: "The most powerful thing about the Ming army is their firearms and artillery. However, our army cannot take advantage of the cavalry in the mountains of Korea. Instead, it is handcuffed because of the rugged terrain.
Therefore, the large number of casualties is directly related to the terrain of North Korea. Therefore, I suggest that if we fight Pang Gang in the future, we must choose a place with open terrain, so that we can give full play to the advantages of our cavalry and its strength."
Dorgon listened carefully, and he knew that this was because Amin was afraid that he would not be able to come back after seeing Huang Taiji, explaining his posthumous affairs to him.
After thinking about it, Dorgon couldn't help but said: "Er Beile, your life may not be in danger when you return to Shengjing this time. The emperor will only confine you for a period of time at most. It will only take you a year or two."
It’s out again, don’t worry.”
Amin smiled bitterly and said: "But even if I am released, I will never be reused in this life, let alone lead troops to fight."
Dorgon was silent for a while. He knew that Amin was telling the truth. Even if Amin could see the light of day again in the future, he would never have the chance to lead troops to fight. Huang Taiji would never let a defeated army who had lost tens of thousands of Qing troops
He will regain military power, not to mention that this general is still a rebellious person.
Looking at the lofty mountains in the distance, Dorgon let out a long sigh and said softly: "I'm going to give him an advantage today. Next time I will definitely use his head to pay homage to our fallen Qing warriors."
"Let's go!" Amin's eyes followed Dorgon's gaze and he gently clamped the horse's belly under his feet, and he galloped towards a wooden bridge not far away.
Just when Amin and others were withdrawing their troops into Liaodong, they did not expect that Pang Gang's telescope was also watching the movements of their huge Qing army.
After seeing the Qing army begin to retreat, Pang Gan let out a long breath and said: "Okay, the Tatars have retreated. We have finally recovered all the land lost by North Korea. Now I think they will not be like this if we ask them anything."
Just refuse it now."
Da Zhuang on the side couldn't help but said excitedly: "Sir, we have helped North Korea so much this time, how much money do you think we should give him, two hundred thousand or five hundred thousand?"
Li Yuan laughed and scolded: "You idiot, how short-sighted you are? Are you satisfied with only two hundred and fifty thousand? In my opinion, you need at least one hundred or even two million taels of silver. That's just so-so. What do you think?
Yes or no?"
Wang Zhi just smiled and said nothing. Now that he has become a Qianhu, his status is completely different from before. Apart from Pang Gang, the only people who dare to call him his old nickname in person are Da Zhuang and Li Yuan.
We are friends who came out of Lingshan Guard together.
The two couldn't stop arguing, and Li Yuan had no choice but to look at Pang Gang, the architect of the whole plan, and asked curiously: "Sir, how much money would you like to ask for from the North Koreans?"
Pang Gang said with a smile: "You all guessed wrong this time. I will never ask for a penny of their money this time, and I will even give it back."
"Flip it!" Everyone exclaimed in unison. Is this still the same huge man who grabbed a handful of sand but still wanted to make something out of it? A conspiracy, there is definitely a conspiracy!
"Yes, back!" Pang Gang nodded with a smile, "That's why I said you are too short-sighted and only see what's in front of you. In fact, North Korea has better things that can't be measured with money, such as asking him to cede a piece of land.