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Chapter 61 Bloody Battle of Great Harmony Fourteen

The first day of June, Forbidden City, Gonghouyuan.

The garden is dotted with strange stones, lush trees, and ancient cypresses and vines. With the Qin'an Hall dedicated to Xuanwu as the center, nearly twenty buildings of various types are balanced on both sides.

Unique and dense.

Among them, Fubi Pavilion, Chengrui Pavilion, Wanchun Pavilion and Qianqiu Pavilion are the most distinctive ones.

Dorgon dressed in the regent's regular clothes and took advantage of his leisure time to play here. In addition to the palace attendants, he was also accompanied by the seventh son of Prince Heshuoli Daishan, Gushan Beizi Mandahai.

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"Long time no see, Prince Li, how is everything?"

"As far as the regent is concerned, it's okay." Man Dahai said with a respectful attitude.

When Huang Taiji died, Dorgon and Hauge competed for the throne. Daishan interfered and exposed Dorgon's private affairs. Only then did Fulin become the emperor. Therefore, Dorgon could only pass through the regent's favor.

Position regained sole control of power, Daishan was squeezed out of the center of power by Dorgon, and spent his days at home.

However, Daishan and his son, with their palms full of red flags and two red flags, saw that the war in the Central Plains was about to break out, and the Qing Dynasty relied on the Eight Banners disciples to conquer the world, and both were indispensable. For this reason, Dorgon intended to win over Mandahai.

Let him replace the title of Prince Li.

Man Dahai knew that he was at the bottom of his family, and if he wanted to continue to climb up, he had to help Dorgon. Dorgon had a heart, he was interested, and they had a clear understanding of each other, so there was no need to say it explicitly.

After chatting at home all the way, Dorgon and Man Dahai walked into the Wanchun Pavilion and sat down. The palace attendants then brought preserved fruit cakes and poured tea and water for the two of them.

Mandahai saw six other empty cups on the table and asked: "Prince Regent, what is this?"

Dorgon took a sip of tea, his tongue was bitter and his eyes were clear, and he said calmly: "There are still people coming, we will know later."

Not long after, Azig was the first to bear the brunt. He was led by the palace staff to Wanchun Pavilion, followed by five people, including Prince Jinkan, Prince Duanzhong, Bolo, Doro County Prince Wakda, and Chengze.

Prince Shuo Sai and Prince Wu Sangui.

Everyone saluted Dorgon and took their seats one by one. After drinking tea and exchanging pleasantries, they immediately got down to business.

Dorgon was the first to speak: "The king received a letter from the spies yesterday. Jiang Yu was in trouble and the matter of recruiting Datong to surrender should be ruined. In addition, the spies said that they had found traces of Chongzhen in Datong. What do you think about this?"

As soon as the word "Chongzhen" came out, Wu Sangui was shocked and quickly lowered his head to drink tea.

Azig was responsible for declaring the war front, and of course he spoke first. Azig paused and said, "I also received the same news." Then he told everyone the news brought back by his subordinate Manba, which happened to be with many people.

Ergon's information reflected each other.

"So, Chongzhen is not dead?" Nikan asked.

Bo Luo grabbed his beard and replied: "It is indeed possible."

For them, the symbolic significance of Chongzhen is extraordinary. If they can capture him alive and persuade him to abdicate, then the argument that our Qing Dynasty won the country was unfair will be self-defeating. Several princes talked to each other, Wakda, Shuosai, Manchu

Dahai and Wu Sangui listened to themselves, no one spoke, and they seemed very knowledgeable.

"Whether the news is true or false, I will slightly change my next plan." Seeing that the time was almost up, Dorgon expressed his thoughts.

"Appreciate further details."

The good fortune of Chongzhen was enough for the Qing Dynasty to slow down its southward offensive and turn its head to march westward with all its strength. This time, Dorgon decided to conquer Datong personally, assisted by the seven people present. After Datong was pacified and the logistics line was stabilized, the troops were immediately divided into three

road, attacking northern Shaanxi all the way, besieging Taiyuan all the way, and finally changing the route to attack Henan.

Li Zicheng must be eliminated, this is the consensus of everyone here.

"Manchuria is a white flag with twenty-five cows, a white flag with fifteen cows, a red flag with twenty-five cows, a red flag with twenty-six cows, a yellow flag with fifteen cows."

"The Mongolian army is red, it is yellow, the Han army is yellow, it is yellow, it is blue, it is blue, it is white, it is red." Dorgon counted the troops ordered to go out one by one, and the eight banners totaled more than 90,000 troops.

It can be said that all the family's wealth has been wiped out.

"That's it. The army will set off in three days." Everyone accepted the order and left.

Dorgon stood up and admired the beautiful scenery in the garden. At this moment, he was very satisfied.

"Gonghouyuan, it doesn't sound good. Go and change the plaque. From now on, it will be called Imperial Garden."

.........

"Long live Lord, wake up, wake up quickly."

In his sleep, Chongzhen dreamed that he was soaring in the sky, with the nine states merging beneath him, and the people prospering.

"Long live Lord, long live Lord."

Hearing someone calling him, Chongzhen opened his eyes. The peaceful and peaceful scene suddenly turned into a devastated city. The city walls were covered with ruins. This was a tragic reality.

He was really tired from the last few days of fighting. When the Qing soldiers retreated, he fell asleep on the ground. He had not taken off his armor for many days. The armor and lining had become stuck together, and it was full of odor.

When Wang Chengen saw that Chongzhen was slowly waking up, he quickly turned around and turned his back to Chongzhen and said: "Long live my Lord, you have a febrile disease! Let your slaves carry you back."

"What day is this?"

"Master, it's already the tenth day."

After hearing Wang Chengen say that he had a fever, Chongzhen put the back of his hand on his forehead. It felt a little hot. His head was dizzy and he couldn't think of anything. What is Wang Jinchao's condition now?

Chongzhen thought about it and stood up with his hands on the ground, teetering on the edge of collapse.

"Can't fall, I can't fall..." Chongzhen muttered, while looking around, he saw that those who climbed the wall to defend the city were actually civilians.

He remembered that the war in the north was intense, the Qing army successfully crossed the river, and Wang Jin's troops and his troops suffered heavy losses in the field battle. He transferred all the troops in the city out for reinforcements, and the people in the city spontaneously defended the city.

"Is the north guarded? Tell me quickly!" Chongzhen asked urgently.

"Defend, defended, but both forts were lost. Wang Jinchao is holding on in Gudian Town."

After hearing this, Chongzhen took a deep breath. The northern wing of Datong was crucial. If the north was lost, the west would be unsafe. Before that, he had made two plans.

The first is to go according to the plan, stick to Datong to involve the movement of Qing troops, so as to take the opportunity to go south. Even if the war fails, he will have backup in the mouth of the tiger, and at worst he will lead his people to retreat into Mengdi. But if the west is surrounded, I want to

It is absolutely impossible to escape with tens of thousands of people intact.

It's been ten days. Will Jiang Xuan arrive as promised? Will Tang Tong come? These unstable factors will affect the final result.

Thinking of this, the oil finally ran out. Chongzhen's eyes turned black and he collapsed on the ground. Wang Chengen protected Chongzhen and shouted to both sides: "Protect him! Protect him!"

In a daze, Chongzhen lay on the stretcher and tried to raise his hand to stop Wang Chengen. He still had something to tell him.

"Long live my Lord, what are you saying? I can't hear you clearly!"

"I......"

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