"Your Highness, the last general will withdraw 3,000 stones of grain and grass in Baojiagou. If we allocate some from Governor Hong of Jinzhou, our army should be able to last for about half a month." Kong Xiangxin said.

Half a month of food and grass can't do anything. First of all, one thing is certain is that although Zhu Cixuan's 80,000 troops were all equipped with flintlock rifles.

However, it is impossible to capture Shengjing, the capital of the Qing Dynasty, in half a month. Unless the subsequent Red Barbarian cannons can arrive in time.

The problem is that it is impossible for the Red Cannons, which weigh several tons, to arrive in Liaoyang County in a short time.

In other words, Zhu Cilang could not conquer within half a month. If he saw the food and grass being consumed day by day, it would be even more unfavorable for him to face his own situation.

Unless the troops are withdrawn immediately. This decisive battle as the Shenji Camp can only end in failure.

This means that Zhu Cixuan consumed not only national strength this northern expedition, but also greatly defeated the morale of the three armies. In addition, North Korea can only be disappointed with the Ming Dynasty again.

On the other hand, for Dorgon, the burning of the Ming army's food and grass this time greatly boosted the morale of the Eight Banners soldiers. Now the morale of the Qing soldiers is rising, one is rising and the other is deteriorating, and the situation is extremely unfavorable to the Ming army.

"If you can't take Shengjing, I will never withdraw my troops!" Zhu Cixuan hit the table with a heavy punch.

All subordinates were shocked, and a general began to persuade: "Your Highness, we have no food and grass, how can we attack the city?"

"Then collect grain and continue transporting grain from the pass." Zhu Cilang said coldly.

Dorgon, who returned to Shengjing, was proud and finally won the game back. He burned all the food and supplies of the 80,000 army of the prince of the Ming Dynasty. This time, the Qing Dynasty finally gained an advantage in the confrontation with the Ming Dynasty.

Since Zhu Cixuan went north to Liaodong and fought outside Yizhou City, the Qing army has not taken any advantage. Zhu Cixuan is like a worm in their stomachs, and no matter how Huang Taiji uses any conspiracy and tricks, he will always be seen through.

This time it was different. Dorgon felt a little nervous before going to war. He was really afraid that Zhu Cilang could see through the wall. It seemed that the prince of Ming Dynasty was not a monster. His army's food and supplies were easily burned by himself.

Burn your food and grass and seeds and seeds, it depends on what you do. Next, just send spies to pay attention to the movements of the Ming army in Liaoyang County at all times.

Once the Ming army was found to have signs of withdrawing troops, Dorgon would send Eight Banners cavalry to surround them along the way.

It is initially estimated that the Ming army's food and grass will not last for a few days. But strangely, three days later, the Ming army in Liaoyang County had no movement.

This surprised all the civil and military officials in Shengjing, the Qing Dynasty. This is not right.

Eighty thousand troops withdrew their troops and mobilized many troops. Materials and weapons are all time.

Unexpectedly, according to the spies who were scattered, there was no movement in the Ming army camp in Liaoyang County.

This is strange. Dorgon's face obviously did not look that good. Seeing the same confused spy below, Dorgon waved his hand irritably: "Try again!"

The spy had already realized something was wrong and hurriedly retreated. The civil and military officials in the court were immediately in an uproar.

The ministers were talking about it, how could this be possible? The Ming army's food and grass were burned, so why did they still hold their troops? Could it be that the information was wrong?

It is absolutely impossible. The Qing Dynasty has always kept a low profile. Although there was no major friction with the Ming Dynasty, their intelligence has been infiltrating all levels of the Ming Dynasty.

According to reliable information, the food and grass of Shenji Camp were in Yingkou and Panjin. Moreover, Dorgon personally went out and saw that the mountains of food and grass were burned to ashes.

The Ming army lost food and grass, so why didn't they retreat? No one knew what they were waiting for.

Fan Wencheng, the first traitor of the Ming Dynasty who was highly valued by Huang Taiji, was still highly valued during the current period of Dorgon's rule.

Dorgon thought he knew Zhu Cilang, but now he realized that he was completely wrong.

This prince of Ming Dynasty is indeed a monster. Although you burned his food and grass, you still can't understand Zhu Cilang's intentions.

"Fan Zhangjing, why do you think the prince of Ming Dynasty has been reluctant to withdraw his troops?" Dorgon couldn't help asking.

The ministers secretly discussed it, but no one could guess. How many days could the Ming army last, and the more they would be more unfavorable to them. When the army was exhausted, even the Shenji Camp equipped with firearms would collapse at a loss.

Could it be that the prince of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Ciyang, is an embroidered pillow with gold and jade on the outside?

If I thought so, I would definitely die miserably. Dorgon knew very well about this. After several battles with Zhu Cilang, he knew very well how terrible Zhu Cilang was.

It was because of Zhu Cilang's abnormal behavior that Dorgon, who was originally proud, began to become suspicious.

As the first military advisor of the Qing Dynasty, Fan Wencheng was extremely conceited and smart. However, he was also confused about Zhu Cilang's current approach.

"Reply to the regent, my subordinates think that the prince of Ming Dynasty has been reluctant to withdraw his troops for three reasons."

He was worthy of being the first military advisor of the Qing Dynasty. After Fan Wencheng said this, the ministers became curious immediately.

"Oh, let's talk." Even Dorgon had a look of anticipation.

Fan Wencheng talked happily: "First, the prince of Ming Dynasty knew that this withdrawal of troops was extremely unfavorable to them. We would send cavalry to pursue him, and even if they had firearms, they would not be able to take advantage of it. Second, the prince was insidious and cunning, and was scheming with us. The purpose was to make us unable to guess his intentions and prevent us from acting rashly. Third, these third..."

Speaking of this, Fan Wencheng didn't continue.

Dorgon became increasingly anxious: "What's the third one?"

Fan Wencheng pondered for a moment and sighed with a little frightened voice: "Third, unless the Crown Prince of Ming Dynasty has found a solution to food and grass. Perhaps the food and grass we burned is not scary for him at all."

"This is impossible," Dorgon interrupted him: "It is absolutely impossible!"

For Dorgon, this was indeed impossible. He burned the food and grass by himself, and hundreds of thousands of stones of food and grass were piled up like mountains.

No matter how capable Zhu Cixuan is, he cannot raise so much food and grass in a short time. Just two years ago, bandits were still everywhere in the Ming Dynasty. Even if the court raised grain, they could not raise it in a short time. If there was so much food, it would not cause bandits to rage.
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