"What? There is a Ming army operating in our Qing Dynasty, and more than 20,000 people from more than 20 villages were massacred!"
In the main hall of Qingning Palace, Dai Shan grabbed the lapel of a Jia La Zhang Jing, glared at him fiercely and asked. (-< Shuhai Pavilion >-Net.)
"Yes, Big Belle, this is absolutely true. Many people have been to those villages in person, and now the news has spread throughout Shengjing." Seeing the big men in the hall glaring at him fiercely, this Jia La
Zhang Jing's head was covered with sweat.
Daishan slowly let go of his hand and sat down on the stool behind him. At this moment, the civil and military ministers who were staying in Shengjing gathered around him, waiting for him to come up with an idea.
After a long time, Dai Shancai said numbly: "Mr. Fan, what countermeasures do you have?"
Fan Wencheng, who had just been appointed as a bachelor of the Internal Secretariat, said solemnly: "Now we can only quickly send people to inform the emperor and ask the emperor to send troops to help quickly. Secondly, we can spread spies widely to quickly determine the size of this Ming army.
Number of people and generals in command. Thirdly, we must immediately close the four gates of Shengjing and never open the city gates until reinforcements arrive. Otherwise, if the Ming army takes advantage of the situation and breaks into our city, Shengjing will be in danger."
"What... close the four gates? How can this be done!" The internal minister Aung Bang Chang Kyung Turge said angrily: "Now we have more than 10,000 troops stationed in Shengjing, how can we do it because of a small force?
Isn't this making the world laugh at me if I just shut up the four gates of a small bandit?"
"It's better to be ridiculed than to be captured alive." Fan Wencheng retorted without hesitation: "It should be noted that the most elite troops of our Qing Dynasty have accompanied the emperor to the south. There are too few soldiers and horses in Shengjing at the moment.
The guarding of the huge Shengjing capital is not enough. Although there are still 40,000 to 50,000 elites left in the northern part of the Qing Dynasty, these elites are distributed in Jianzhou, Muli Jiwei and other places. It is not an overnight success, and it must cost one or two people.
Yuebu, may I ask Lord Turge, if this Ming army attacks Shengjing, what will you do to resist it? Will it rely on your domestic slaves?"
Turge said contemptuously: "Huh, you Han people are just greedy for life and afraid of death. You don't even know how many enemies there are, so you are so scared that you close the four doors tightly. How can you still look like the brave Qing Dynasty?"
"You are reckless!" Fan Wencheng shouted without hesitation.
"Hmph...a coward has no right to call me reckless!" Turge retorted disdainfully.
"Enough, enough!" Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Daishan had no choice but to move out of Big Belle's airs and shouted: "Now that the enemy is facing us, do we still have to fight among ourselves?"
As Prince Lilie and the leader of the four Baylors, Daishan naturally has a very high prestige when Huang Taiji is not here. As soon as he opened his mouth, Turge and Fan Wencheng had to give him face and stopped talking in time.-<
Shuhai Pavilion>-Net.
When the two of them stopped talking, Dai Shancai said: "Now, that group of extremely vicious Ming troops are still killing our people in the Qing Dynasty. We can never sit back and ignore it, so we sent troops to wipe out this Ming army.
Lose!"
"What? Send troops?" Fan Wencheng said anxiously: "Da Baylor, you must not do this. I have said just now that we only have more than 10,000 troops now. It is not enough to defend Shengjing. Why do we send troops to carry out raids instead?"
?Wouldn’t that make Shengjing even more empty?”
Daishan said solemnly: "Then what else can we do? Do we really ignore them and wait for them to kill our people one by one? If this is the case, how do you want me to explain to the Emperor when he comes back?"
Fan Wencheng and the surrounding civil and military ministers were silent. This was indeed a difficult decision to make. On one side was the safety of Shengjing, on the other was the life of the clan. Neither side could be left behind.
At this time, a tall general came in and cupped his hands with Dai Shan and said: "Please tell Da Beile that spies from the front are here to report that traces of the Ming army have been found in the Beard River area."
"Really, bring me the map!"
An officer quickly took out the map and put it on the table. Everyone gathered around. The officer pointed to one side of the map and said: "Dabeile, this is the Beard River, which is more than a hundred miles away from our Shengjing."
"You are so outrageous. You dare to go to the Beard River to slaughter our people." A kind of minister was filled with indignation. After all, they usually do such things as killing villages, but today someone has done it to them. Isn't this right?
Is Guan Gong using a sword in front of him?
"We must not let them continue to run rampant like this!" Dai Shan asked the officer with bright eyes: "How many people are there in that Ming army?"
The officer shook his head, "Our spies didn't find out the exact number of people. After all, they were very fierce at night. The spies could only take a look from a distance. It is roughly estimated that there are more than 4,000 people!"
"With only four thousand people, we already feel that we are running wild in the territory of the Qing Dynasty!" Daishan smiled instead of being angry, "Okay, since you are here, don't leave, Ying Erdai!"
"Here are my subordinates!" A general wearing Gushan Ezhen's clothes came out and stood in front of Daishan.
There was murderous intent in Daishan's eyes: "I order you to lead five thousand fine cavalry to the Beard River immediately, and you must destroy the Ming army!"
"Scum!"
"Remember, if possible, I want the generals of that Ming army alive." Daishan ordered gloomily.
At this moment, Daishan and others did not know that the Ming army was led by their life and death enemy Pang Gang, and only sent out five thousand cavalry. If they knew, it would not only be these five thousand cavalry, but all of them.
There are people and horses.
"Also, report to the emperor immediately and ask him to lead troops back immediately as a precaution, and seal the four doors immediately to prevent the Ming army from taking advantage of the situation!" Fan Wencheng added at the side.
"Okay, that's it, everyone disperses!"
After seeing that things were arranged, Daishan waved his hand and asked everyone to get ready.
Just when the Manchu and Qing officials were mobilizing their troops, a long queue was heading south twenty miles away from the Beard River. There were more than 2,000 Han-looking people in this team.
They drove a mighty group of cattle and sheep towards the front. At both ends of them were a group of cavalry and thousands of infantry following behind them.
Pang Gang rode his war horse and turned his head to look at the sunset that was about to set in the distance and pondered endlessly.
Da Zhuang behind him asked Hao Dayong in a low voice: "Father-in-law, what is Da Zhuang doing? Why do you keep looking at the sun and thinking about it?"
Hao Dayong smiled bitterly and said: "How do I know? If I could guess it, I would be like Hao Banxian."
"Haha!" Da Zhuang smiled honestly, scratched his head and stopped talking.
Looking at his son-in-law's honest and honest appearance, Hao Dayong secretly sighed, this stupid son-in-law is good at everything, but he is too stupid, and he will inevitably suffer in the future.