Sun Zhixian's letter made Dorgon fall into deep thought.
For the Qing Dynasty, the capture of Jiangnan meant that the world had gained the seventh, and the subsequent resistance force was not a concern.
At this time, shaving one's hair and changing clothes can shatter the last trace of dignity of the Han people and accept the Qing Dynasty from the inside out.
Moreover, this is also a necessary condition to distinguish whether they sincerely surrender.
When Fan Wencheng persuaded him to suspend the order of shaving his hair, it was just after entering the border. Now that the situation is favorable, it is time to change.
"Manchu and Han are one, how can they tell each other apart?"
Dorgon ignored the persuasion of the Han ministers in the court and issued another order to shave his hair:
"All officials and civilians in the country, inside and outside the capital, are allowed to have their hair shaved within ten days. In Zhili and all provinces and localities, they are also allowed to have their heads shaved within ten days."
This edict immediately aroused the opposition of the Han officials in the Manchu Dynasty, and memorials continued to pile up on Dorgon's desk.
Dorgon was not a Han Chinese, and he did not regard accepting advice as a virtue. Instead, he had a one-size-fits-all personality.
The more the Han officials objected, the more he wanted to implement it.
After officials in various places received the imperial edict, an uproar immediately broke out.
The gentry, officials, and common people all complained. Thousands of years of customs and Confucian ideas all made them object from the bottom of their hearts.
When the vast ocean is guided by scholars, it will burst out with unimaginable power.
And throughout the north, undercurrents have begun to surge, people are panicking, and the Ming Dynasty flag has begun to return to everyone's hearts.
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South, Yangzhou.
Wu Sangui received a letter from Hong Chengchou in Nanjing, a letter about troop deployment.
He hesitated for a long time. He couldn't decide on this matter. He could only call everyone together to discuss it.
Liu Zeqing's generals, Zheng Longfang, Yao Wenchang, and Gushan'erzhen Yechen, who had just arrived.
"Governor Hong sent a letter, and Zhu Yixi, the puppet king of Huguang, personally led an army of 300,000 to attack Nanjing."
"Three hundred thousand?" Zheng and Yao were shocked and their faces turned pale.
"Don't panic, this is just a trick to scare people."
Wu Sangui shook his head and said in a deep voice.
Even so, his face was also not pretty.
Even if it were reduced by half, there would still be over 100,000 troops. Even if the Yangzhou and Nanjing armies were combined, there would only be over 100,000 troops. The city of Nanjing would not be able to stand.
Huang Degong's lessons learned from the past are impressive.
More importantly, 90% of the red artillery pieces have been moved back to Beijing. They only have a few guns in hand, so how can they attack them?
On the side, Ye Chen, who had just arrived in Yangzhou, had a beard all over his face. After hearing what they said, his face was also pale: "But Zhu Yixi, who defeated Prince Yu?"
"That's right!"
Wu Sangui nodded, his face heavy.
Ye Chen's face instantly darkened.
Prince Duduo of Yu is second only to Dorgon in prestige in the army, but he cannot defeat Zhu Yixi, let alone people like them?
"The city of Nanjing is in danger."
Ye Chen said something and said nothing more.
Wu Sangui glanced at him and sighed in his heart.
"Or should we leave it to the court to make the decision?"
Zheng and Yao are both capable.
Only Ye Chen spoke up: "How can we be the warriors of the Qing Dynasty if we just run away without fighting?"
The three of them instantly looked at each other with admiration and looked at him expectantly.
Ye Chen raised his head: "Our army is still going to Nanjing City. What if Zhu Yixi is bluffing? Isn't it a joke?"
"Besides, our cavalry has the upper hand. Even if we can't defend the city, we still have to make sure that Zhu Yixi doesn't take advantage."
This makes sense.
Wu Sangui also said: "After all, Governor Hong is in Nanjing and the entire Jiangnan Province is under his supervision. He should still obey his orders."
So, after the consensus was reached, 30,000 Guanning cavalry, several thousand Manchu cavalry, and 20,000 Han troops from Yangzhou headed towards Nanjing.
There is only Zhenjiang between Yangzhou and Nanjing.
It takes half a day to take a boat, but only a day and a half to walk.
After Hong Chengchou received Wu Sangui's reply, he instantly felt confident.
So, he recruited 100,000 young men from Nanjing to guard the city, and 50,000 soldiers and horses to guard the city gate, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.
"In this case, you don't necessarily have to run away."
Hong Chengchou smiled slightly and said: "In Luoyang, there are only 20 to 30 thousand people, so it is not advisable to block the car with a mantis arm. Now in Nanjing, it is not that easy."
Thinking of this, he felt quite ashamed.
Facing a young man less than half his age, retreating without a fight is simply the greatest humiliation in life.
But now, the other party has actually chased him to Nanjing City.
Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.
Hong Chengchou prepared all the necessary things for defending the city such as grain, grass, equipment, and people's strength.
He was merciless to those gentry and merchants who obstructed them, and directly ransacked their homes, severely shocking the entire city of Nanjing.
A few operations can give people a huge boost in confidence.
During the Hongguang period, after Zhenjiang was captured, the entire city of Nanjing was in panic and had no intention of defending the city. It was all Huang Degong's hard work that allowed him to defend for three to five days, otherwise he would have simply surrendered.
In Hezhou, Zhu Yixi also learned about Hong Chengchou's determination.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh a little: "Hong Chengchou defended Nanjing, doesn't he feel like he defended Jinzhou back then?"
"For Ming Dynasty, or for me, this is the Battle of Shenyang!"
"Truly standing firm."
After thinking about it, after waiting for the logistics supplies such as grain, equipment, artillery, and gunpowder, Zhu Yixi waved his hand, and thousands of sails competed to cover the sky.
The surface of the surging Yangtze River was completely obscured, making it very powerful.
On both sides of the Yangtze River, a large number of people stood and cheered, including the gentry and other children, all eagerly looking at the king.
Thousands of words, all hoping for a victory.
His Royal Highness the King of Yu stood facing the wind, filled with emotions in his heart.
These are all his savings over the years!
Now, it can really be described as a stud.
This battle must be won.
After a day, dawn and dusk, the vanguard has arrived outside Nanjing.
As for the rear army, they had just left Hezhou.
The fleet, which stretches for hundreds of miles, is like a giant dragon, integrated with the Yangtze River, erupting with a huge dragon roar, staring fixedly at Nanjing.
"Zhu Yixi——"
Outside the city, Wu Sangui stared at the flag with the words King Yu, his eyes were deep and full of complexity.
This name was once associated with Sun Chuanting, humble and insignificant.
After the death of Prince Duduo of Yu, this man's reputation spread all over the world.
I especially remember that the only thing the regent was afraid of before he left for the south was the three words Zhu Yixi.
If it could be exchanged, Dorgon even wanted to exchange Emperor Hongguang for Zhu Yixi.
Nowadays, who would have thought that Nanming, who had broken his bones, would still have a vassal that wanted to regain Nanjing.
If this battle was defeated, it would be a setback for the Manchus and the South would never be able to win again.
"This battle is very difficult to fight!"
Ye Chen, who was on Gushan's forehead, had a solemn look on his face. He looked at the ship that looked like a mountain, with mixed feelings in his heart and was filled with surprise.
When had there ever been such a huge ship in the north?
As for Hong Chengchou, his expression remained unchanged and his eyes were extremely complicated: