Only by understanding the enemy in depth can one have the chance to defeat the enemy. Although Hong Chengchou finally surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, he was a rare general before surrendering. The real reason for the failure of the Battle of Songjin was not actually Hong Chengchou, but because of the forced force of Emperor Chongzhen and the Minister of War Chen Xinjia, who was too eager for quick success and instant benefits, was that he was forced to fight with hasty.

In fact, Chongzhen cannot blame him for his exhausted national strength at that time. Chongzhen did not have enough military pay to continue to support Liaodong soldiers in the war, so he could only fight quickly. This was exactly what Huangtai wanted, but the Ming army was defeated in the Battle of Songjin. In the end, a large number of military areas were occupied by the Qing Dynasty. After this battle, the Ming Dynasty was greatly damaged and was determined to have a complete collapse of the Ming Dynasty's defense system in Liaodong. The Ming army's last line of defense in Liaodong was the only Wu Sangui's troops in Shanhaiguan.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Cixuan analyzed that after Huang Taiji besieged Jinzhou, the outer defense line of Jinzhou was even more dangerous.

"Governor Hong, Jinzhou is the army of the pioneer general Zu Dashou, but a considerable part of the army he led was Mongols. If the city was surrounded, he would be rebellious at any time, especially Wu Bashi, the commander of Jinzhou East Pass. Once Jiannu captured the outer city of Jinzhou, he could complete the encirclement of Jinzhou City, fill the moat, destroy the city wall, and cut off our foreign aid supplies."

Hong Chengchou became more and more frightened as he heard it, and sweat began to appear on his forehead: "Your Highness's God of War, the lower officials really admire him. In this way, if Jiannu really attacked like this, then my Liaodong would be in danger."

Zhu Cixuan pulled down the Ming army flag from the outer city of Jinzhou on the sand table, replaced it with the Qing army flag from Huangtaiji, and continued: "It's not that I use troops like gods in my palace, but that is the one who uses troops like gods. Governor Hong, how about it, let's deduce it on this sand table. Now I am Huangtaiji. How should you deal with this situation?"

As the governor of Ji Liao, Hong Chengchou pondered for a moment: "The lower officials will do this, and I will be unable to retreat into the inner city to defend myself. I will order the generals of each town to leave the pass at the time of the time, and quickly send troops to Ningyuan to relieve the siege of Jinzhou. However, the bandits are powerful and our soldiers are exhausted. If you want to rescue Jinzhou, you need to rest for a while. Within half a month, you will order a decisive battle again to alleviate the urgent needs of Jinzhou."

Zhu Cilang shook his head: "Not necessarily, I am afraid that even if you want to rest, the officials of the court will not agree. If my father urgently ordered you to send troops, what should you do?"

Hong Chengchou thought about it and focused his attention on Rufeng Mountain: "This place is a key area of ​​Rufeng Mountain, which is not suitable for the attack of Jiannu cavalry. If the army restrains them here, the advantages of the thief cavalry will not be able to be exerted."

Zhu Cilang nodded, continued to point at the sand table, and used a wooden stick to draw a few lines on the sand table: "Very good, but you forgot that Qijia Fort in the north of Jinzhou City. If I lead my troops again, I will arrive at Qijia Fort in the north of the city day and night. You gathered heavily in front, but the back team was too omission, and the head and tail were not taken into consideration. If I dig a trench to surround you and cut off your food route. The trench is eight feet deep, one trench and two feet wide, and the bottom is extremely narrow. It can only accommodate the toes, so that the horse cannot cross, people cannot climb, there are fallen, and there is no place to accommodate the feet, and you cannot come out again. From the west of Jinzhou, we go south through the passage between Songshan and Xingshan, and to Haikou, we dig three large trenches in a row, cutting off all the connections and food supply from the rear."

Hong Chengchou's forehead was sweating, and his tactics were rigorous. But facing the opponent's offensive, he was at a disadvantage everywhere. Zhu Cilang's tactics and tricks were novel, but Hong Chengchou had no doubts, because this was Huang Taiji's way of playing.

Zhu Cilang was in a state of power and continued to press forward step by step: "At this time, I still have tens of thousands of elite soldiers. I will send a group of people to raid Tashan and seize the twelve piles of food and grass that you have accumulated in Bijia Mountain when the tide falls. And you led your troops to come in a hurry. At this time, there were only three days of military rations. Seeing that the food channels were cut off, the soldiers would inevitably panic, and the military pay was dispersed. Hong Chengchou, you have a way to turn the world around!"

Every word is heart-killing, and every word Zhu Cilang said was like a heavy punch hit Hong Chengchou's chest. According to this fighting style, the 130,000 elite troops in the Ming army were probably going to be ruined outside the Liaodong Pass.

Zhu Cilang just re-examined the Battle of Songjin in history on the sand table. But in the eyes of both sides, this sand table was the battlefield of the Ming and Qing dynasties. Both sides fought to the sky and the earth were dark and blood flowed into a river. Countless Ming soldiers fell on this land, and the Qing army pressed forward step by step, first destroying Xingshan city walls, and then in one go, the momentum was like a tiger, Songshan, Jinzhou and Xingshan were gone...

In this battle, Hong Chengchou's elite troops lost all their losses. Hong Chengchou, who had never encountered such a crushing defeat in his life in the battle, had a pale face. The sweat of beans rolled down from his forehead, and his body shook, and he could no longer support him, and he fell down.

"Governor!" The people around him were shocked and hurriedly went to support him.

Zhu Cixuan was also startled: "Governor Hong, are you okay?"

Hong Chengchou was shakingly and was helped up by everyone. He grabbed a corner of the sand table with both hands. His fingers were pale and there was no blood. "Xiaguan has been lying on the battlefield all his life, and he never thought that this battle in Jinzhou would be a complete defeat. Long live, minister, Hong Chengchou is ashamed of the Ming Dynasty!"

As he said that, Hong Chengchou knelt down in the direction of Beijing City to the south, and cried loudly.

All the generals in the camp lowered their heads silently. Everyone knew that although this was a sand table deduction. If Huang Taiji really came over, if he used the tactics of the crown prince, the 130,000 Ming soldiers in Liaodong would be afraid that they would be completely defeated.

If this battle is defeated, the Ming Dynasty will no longer be able to fight again. Jiannu will go south to the Central Plains, and then the entire Central Plains will suffer from disaster.

Hong Chengchou knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. Zhu Cilang knew that he was not loyal to the court or guilty of Chongzhen. But his inner unwillingness. The Liaodong he was unwilling to manage for was easily ruined in his own hands.

Zhu Cixuan went over and helped him up silently, and said in a deep voice: "Governor Hong doesn't have to blame himself too much. Huang Taiji is a cunning person, and you are not his opponent. Besides, this may not be your fault. If the court has enough food and supplies, it will never come to this. I brought you here because I want you to find a way to defeat the enemy and be brave. Now, it is still time."

Hong Chengchou raised his head in shock, yes, it's still time. This place is a sand table after all.

After being excited just now, Hong Chengchou was in a mess. He almost thought that he had really been defeated. This was just a sand table deduction. In other words, there was still a chance.

"Your Highness, there is still a chance." Hong Chengchou's turbid eyes instantly became clear, and his fighting spirit was ignited again.
Chapter completed!