"Waste, a bunch of waste."

In Ningyuan's camp, Dorgon roared angrily.

All forty cannons were destroyed, and they were completely destroyed, and they had no use except for returning to the furnace. It would probably take several months to build a new batch of cannons, and even if they were adjusted from other places, it would take more than half a month. How could he attack Ningyuan next?

Pushing the ladder of the car?

That thing was used to commit suicide in front of the cannon shooting.

Let the soldiers and ants siege the city?

Back then, a Jin Guofeng led three thousand people to Songshan City, so his father had no choice but to retreat in a mess. At that time, his father had cannons, but now he didn't even have cannons. How could he attack Ning Yuan, who was guarding dozens of cannons and thousands of bird guns, with dozens of cannons and thousands of bird guns? Even if he could use his life to pile up, how many lives would he use for the Eight Banners athletes? Last time he died or injured five thousand, and together with the previous battles, the entire Eight Banner athletes disappeared. How many more were he going to kill or injured?

That doesn't count.

The Jinzhou fire also burned a large number of military rations he had reserved there. If Tan Tai had not tried his best to fight the fire, he would have almost burned the gunpowder depot, and more than 200 people died in the fire.

That dog emperor is really cruel!

He was now crazy. He really didn't know what to do. He told him that he could not fight anymore, but his brother's revenge must be revenged. The banner owners of Shengjing were staring at him. If he returned to his death, he would shake his status. If he wanted to continue, he would have to be prepared to pay a heavy price. If there were too many casualties, the banner owners would definitely not let him go. Moreover, even if he fought bloody battles to capture Ningyuan, it would be useless, because there was a Shanhaiguan in the south, and he still

He can't enter the Central Plains. If he goes south to drive Shanhaiguan, it would be fine if Wu Sangui surrenders to him. What if Wu Sangui refuses to surrender to him? Will he attack Shanhaiguan with Li Zicheng? How humble he is, Li Zicheng cannot give him Shanhaiguan, let alone he can't get to Shanhaiguan. Li Zicheng has surrounded him on all sides. Even if he wants to contact Wu Sangui, it is impossible for him to attack Shunjun from behind to rescue Wu Sangui...

Well, then he is even more mean!

At this time, the Ming army is his enemy, okay?

Even if Wu Sangui turns down and join forces with Li Zicheng, his army will be in danger of being wiped out.

"Your Majesty, don't act irresponsible."

Fan Wencheng said carefully.

"The most important thing for us is to enter the pass. Li Chuang is going against the enemy. The gentry in the pass has long been like his enemies and is looking forward to our Qing Dynasty royal army to rescue them! As long as the prince stepped across the Great Wall, they will definitely welcome the king army. At this time, Li Chuang was dragged by Wu Sangui at Shanhaiguan. Beijing's defense was empty. If our army marched out of Gubeikou day and night, and rushed straight to Beijing, he would be able to easily capture Beijing before he returned to the army. At that time, Li Zicheng's retreat was cut off and he naturally collapsed. The prince's command north of the Yellow River could be determined."

Then he said.

"Dog slave, I won't take revenge?"

Duoduo punched him in the face without hesitation. Fan Wencheng screamed and fell to the ground and spit out two bloody front teeth. Duoduo stepped forward and wanted to beat him again, but was kicked over by Dorgon. Then Dorgon quickly stepped forward and helped Fan Wencheng up with his own hands. While rubbing the blood on his face, pointing at Duoduo and shouting: "Pull him out and hit the ten army sticks!"

"Don't calm down!"

Fan Wencheng wiped the blood from his face and lay on the ground with tears of gratitude and said, "Don't rest assured, King Yu is just a moment of impulse in his brotherly love with King Ying. If the prince punishes King Yu for his slaves, then the slave will have to die."

"Hmph, let you go this time first, why don't you go out and call the medical officer!"

Dorgon shouted at Duoduo.

Duoduo left in disappointment.

"Prince, please think twice. This is the best opportunity for my Qing Dynasty to compete for the Central Plains. We must not be lost because of the revenge of the King of England. I can guarantee that as long as the army enters the pass, the gentry inside the pass will definitely surrender to the Qing Dynasty without hesitation. The dog emperor is nothing more than tens of thousands of remaining soldiers, hanging alone in Ningyu, just waiting for the southern support. So what can we do if we ignore him?"

Fan Wencheng said while wiping blood.

Another tooth was spitting out while he was speaking.

Dorgon looked at Ning Yuan hesitating.

Fan Wencheng immediately understood.

"Prince, it's better for slaves to persuade Li Yutian and others. They are all northerners and will definitely not want to go to the south with the dog emperor. As long as we make a fortune, it's nothing more than a high official and a generous salary. Then the prince promises him that he won't pursue the matter because of the previous incident. I think they will recognize the situation."

He said resolutely.

"This matter is not possible, how can you let the sir be in danger?"

Dorgon said.

"Your Majesty, since the slaves are willing to pay their respects to the country, even if they are tragic for the Qing Dynasty, they will not be afraid of these dangers!"

Fan Wencheng said.

"gentlemen……"

Dorgon grabbed his shoulder excitedly and said.

Of course, he was just talking. He wished Fan Wencheng could persuade Li Yutian to surrender, so that he could at least be considered triumphant. Then he immediately returned to the army and walked out of the pass, taking advantage of Li Zicheng being dragged by Wu Sangui at Shanhaiguan and capturing Beijing with the fastest speed. He could do this. Not to mention that Li Zicheng could not know his actions, even if he knew, with the difference in speed between the two sides, he could guarantee to arrive in Beijing in front. After all, he wanted to do this, but it was too embarrassing that he had suffered heavy losses but failed to return. It was at least considered a gain to persuade Ning Yuan to surrender. So Fan Wencheng, a loyal servant of the Qing Dynasty, said good farewell to his beloved Prince Rui, and then went to Ning Yuan to do his best job.

After he arrived at Ningyuan City to explain his intentions, Li Yutian put him in very readily.

"surrender?"

Li Yutian said with interest: "How do you think we have the possibility of surrender?"

"Duke Li, the Ming Dynasty has no way, and the world has collapsed and collapsed. The lord, sages and wise ministers of the Qing Dynasty are actually the destiny of heaven. Isn't it natural for Duke Li and the generals to abandon Wuwai and return to the destiny of heaven?"

Fan Wencheng said with a smile.

"What's going on with your face?"

Li Yutian asked.

"Uh, I fell from the horse."

Fan Wencheng said.

"Haha, I thought I was beaten by your master. I heard that your wife was raped by Duoduo. You can still say such words. Your face is considered a shameless person. No wonder the emperor said that a person like you is a bad bone. If you become addicted to slaves, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't get whipped by your master for a day."

Li Yutian said.

"Uh, it's just a rumor."

Fan Wencheng said awkwardly.

"Whether the rumors are true, you don't think we will surrender just by what you said just now, right? Don't take out the things that play with your lips and tongue. Although I am not talented, I am also a Jinshi. You, as a student, should not be laughed at and take out some real things."

Li Yutian said.

Fan Wencheng was embarrassed again, which was a lifelong pain. He was sad in his heart and said, "Prince Rui promised that if Duke Li surrendered to our Qing Dynasty, then in accordance with the Sanshun King's Regulations, he would like to grant Duke Li the King of Yishun King, and Duke Ren Shun, two generals of the Tang Dynasty, Duke Zhongshun and Duke Ren Shun, and set up a banner with three troops, which were controlled by three generations, and granted 50,000 taels of silver for soldiers. Other officers can be listed separately by the three, and each of them was granted hereditary positions. Of course, if the three have other requirements, Prince Rui will definitely agree."

It should be said that this condition is very good.

After all, this time was different from when Shang Kexi and others surrendered. At that time, the Ming Dynasty was orthodox, and the Qing Dynasty could only be considered a small barbarian tribe in the north. But now the Ming Dynasty has even lost Beijing, and almost all the north has fallen into Li Zicheng's hands. Dorgon's ability to offer such conditions is indeed generous enough.

Li Yutian was there knocking on the table with his fingers, while Fan Wencheng looked at him carefully.

"Did we Master have a lot of fun in your territory?"

Li Yutian suddenly said.

"No, Guijun has been hiding in the mountains and forests since he fled from Ningyuan, and we have not been able to find him yet."

Fan Wencheng said.

"Haha, I'll just say that with the priest's temper, you will definitely not let your life live a peaceful life. You don't have to be stubborn. Tell me if I burned Jinzhou or Lianshan. At his speed, it is estimated that Guangning will not be burned, how many people have you died, hundreds or thousands? The cannons you transported back to Jinzhou will not be smashed by His Majesty halfway through, right? How many villages have you been slaughtered by His Majesty? Did Dorgon's food be burned? Are the banner masters of Shenyang unable to stand it? Then I couldn't stand it, but I died for a worthless Ningyuan. There was a world of flowers in the south that could be reached, but I insisted on fighting with us here. The lives of your Eight Banners athletes are so cheap."

Li Yutian said.

When he heard Dorgon's offer, he immediately guessed that the Qing army's backyard had caught fire. If the emperor's combat power was released from burning and killing in the Qing Dynasty controlled area, it would be like a tiger put into the sheepfold, which would be a disaster.

"Mr. Li was joking, how could such a thing happen?"

Fan Wencheng said.

He knew it was going to be in trouble. He didn't expect that the former Liaodong governor was so cunning that he immediately inferred that there was a fire in their backyard.

"Just?"

Li Yutian sneered and said, "Then let's continue to waste it. I really want to see the scene of the Master setting off a fire in Shenyang. By the way, I would like to remind you that Master can directly find Taizu to give you gifts. Maybe one day he will ask Taizu to give you hundreds of kilograms of gunpowder and make a gunpowder bag for you to throw it into Shenyang City. At that time, you probably won't think it's a joke. If someone comes, it's wrong to send you off, Mr. Fan has to leave something, otherwise the Master will scold us when he comes back, so leave Mr. Fan's nose and ears."

Then Tang Yu waved his hand, and two soldiers who were like wolves and tigers immediately stepped forward, grabbed Fan Wencheng's arm and dragged it outward.

"The two countries are fighting without fighting!"

Fan Wencheng screamed in horror.

"What kind of messenger are you? I am just a fugitive from the Ming Dynasty!"

Li Yutian sneered.
Chapter completed!