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Chapter 397

Early in the morning, some soldiers sent Fan Wencheng the letter Zhu Yousong asked Li Qi to shoot last night.

The current Fan Wencheng seems to have lost a layer of skin. He was originally tall and burly, but now he is a little bowed.

The battle in Sanhe town hit him too hard.

What was originally a surefire thing turned out to be a mistake.

He and Dorgon ambushed [-] heavy soldiers in that area, and personally supervised the battle. It is said that Zhu Yousong must be unable to fly, but things backfired, and the result was just the opposite.

Zhu Yousong, the monarch and his ministers were not only unscathed, but also escaped a couple and a half.Moreover, it was another loss of soldiers and generals. Pingxi King Wu Sangui lost his nose in that battle, and Dorgon's confidant generals Tulai, Tan Tai, Mongolian fierce general Basar and other thousands of soldiers lost their lives.

The regent Dorgon was driven all over the mountain by Zhu Yousong, and even he, a strategist who planned strategies, was so angry that he fell off his horse. That battle was a battle he had never had since Fan Wencheng debuted. It was still an ambush. It's a shame for them to be labeled like this!

Although Dorgon didn't blame him, he felt ashamed himself.

If Fan Wencheng could still bear all of this, what he couldn't bear the most was Zhu Yousong's public exposure of his scars, and the fact that the dead ghost Duoduo forcibly occupied his beautiful wife, how could he bear it!

Now this damned Zhu Yousong, in front of so many people, brings up old things again, which makes him unable to lift his head. It is about the dignity of a man, where to put his face, and how he will mess up in the future!
He was so angry that he fainted. In the battle of Sanhe Town, Fan Wencheng had already regarded Zhu Yousong as an unforgettable enemy.

Fan Wencheng and Dorgon returned to the Daming Mansion with the remnants of the defeated generals, and news of another defeat came. Prince Su Haoge, Prince Zheng Jierhalang, General Officer Zu Dashou, and the [-] troops of the Qing Army from the three routes were all defeated. He returned after success, was beaten by Zhu Yousong and returned, and also caught up with the general Zu Dabi who was braver than Oboi.

The successive defeats made Fan Wencheng lose his temper. In just a few days, he seemed to have aged ten years.

At this moment, Fan Wencheng received this letter from Mingying.

Fan Wencheng unfolded it and saw that the letter was written by Xu Xianren. In the letter, it said that the false emperor Zhu Yousong was extremely arrogant now. Sanhe Town was lucky to survive, and he defeated the Qing army in three routes. They were all intoxicated with the joy of victory.It took Xu many days of research to draw this map, and I hope it will be useful to Mr.

Fan Wencheng took out this map, which was the layout map of each battalion of the Ming camp, which battalion was in which position, who the main general was, and how many troops each had, all clearly marked.

Frustrated, Fan Wencheng was swept away, as if he had found a treasure, his eyes finally fell on a place called Daye Ridge, which was the location of the Ming army's food and payment depot. It was clearly marked with thick and black lines and meticulous block letters.

Fan Wencheng's eyes suddenly brightened, and he hurried to see the regent King Dorgon with this letter.

Now Dorgon is even more frustrated than Fan Wencheng. In the Qing Dynasty, he was a god of war. He personally commanded an army of 15 to fight Zhu Yousong to the death. , but I didn't expect to lose even when I first arrived in Daming Mansion.

In the ambush in Sanhe Town, soldiers were lost and generals were lost. Even he, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, was almost beheaded by Zhu Yousong.

"It's all Fan Wencheng!" Dorgon gritted his teeth in his heart.

If you follow him, Dorgon will not fight this battle at all, with 15 elites from the Eight Banners, dozens of cannons in red, attacking from all fronts, whether it is a field battle or an assault, who can be the enemy?
If you want to fight like this, it is definitely not the result in front of you.

But when he calmed down, he felt it was inappropriate to completely deny Fan Wencheng.

Fan Wencheng is the most Hanchen. He is a veteran of the three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty.

Think about the ambush in Sanhe Town and the three-way Qing army's attack on the Ming camp. Although they both failed, the planning is not bad, and there are no mistakes in command and dispatch. The reason for the successive losses can only be blamed on this Zhu. You Song is too incredible.

Twenty thousand elite soldiers couldn't ambush three of their monarchs and ministers, to be precise, they couldn't restrain one of them!
In the legend, Xiao Fu Wang, who only knows how to drink and play with women, how can he have such martial arts?

After thinking about it, Dorgon was still a little unconvinced. He swallowed his anger and did not vent his anger on Fan Wencheng. He planned to pull the cannon, pour 10,000+ Qing troops out of the Daming Mansion, and fight Zhu Yousong to the death.

Just as he was about to issue an order to gather troops, Fan Wencheng came in and fell to his knees.

"See the regent, the servant greets the prince."

"Hmm." Unlike usual, Dorgon sat there without moving, just chatted with his eyelids, snorted coldly, and didn't let Fan Wencheng get up.

Fan Wencheng had no choice but to kneel there and wait for instructions.

"Sir, why did you see me?" Although he still called him "Sir", Fan Wencheng clearly felt Dorgon's neglect of him.

"My lord, please take a look at the news that just came from Mingying..." Fan Wencheng said, took out the letter, knelt and climbed a few steps forward, and respectfully raised the letter above his head.

"Another letter from Mingying?" Dorgon's misfortune fell to this point. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he almost stopped swearing, probably because he was concerned about his Prince Rui, Prince Regent, and the recently awarded "Uncle Prince". respect status.

But he was obviously not interested in this anymore, so he dismissed the letter above Fan Wencheng's head.

Fan Wencheng knelt there for a long time, feeling pain in his knees, but Dorgon still didn't respond, he knew that his master was expressing serious dissatisfaction with him in this way.

It's not easy being a servant!
He felt that he was much older, but he hadn't yet reached the age of knowing his destiny. Back then, he galloped along the battlefield with Taizong Taizong, beheading generals and winning the championship, what a heroic spirit he was!

But now...

Fan Wencheng felt a little sad, but thinking about it from the standpoint of the Prince Regent, it is understandable.Even losing battles, losing troops and losing generals, and even the regent himself almost fell into Sanhe Town. No one will digest this matter on himself. If he is indifferent, he will not have his head cut off as a military adviser, or he will be scolded. That's good enough.

Today's incident was all caused by the false emperor Zhu Yousong. Fan can only show his spirit today if he devotes himself to helping the regent defeat Zhu Yousong.

Thinking about this, Fan Wencheng felt relieved.A kind of arrogance of the tiger's ambition rises again!

"What's your opinion, sir?" Dorgon finally spoke, neither hot nor cold, neither salty nor bland.But how much sarcasm and questioning are full of it.

Fan Wencheng had no choice but to kneel down patiently, and continued to answer the prince's question respectfully: "Gao sees that I don't dare to be a slave. This is the military layout map of the Ming camp that came from the Ming camp this morning. The military equipment and garrison locations of each battalion. Clearly, there is also the food bank of Zhu Yousong's 20 troops. If the prince sends a strong army to destroy the food bank, no matter how good the false emperor is, no matter how powerful he is, he will have no food and no salary. If there is no war, there will be chaos, and when our Qing cavalry will crush us, Zhu Yousong will be defeated and perish."

Hearing this, Dorgon signaled that someone had presented the letter on Fan Wencheng's head to the regent.

After reading the letter and the map carefully, Dorgon relaxed a lot, and said to Fan Wencheng, "Mr., you don't need to be polite."

"Thank you, slave." Fan Wencheng let out a sigh of relief and stood up from the ground.

(End of this chapter)