Fan Wencheng suggested that Dorgon hold on to Shengjing and fight a major offensive and defensive battle with the Ming army near Shengjing.

Hong Chengchou suggested that he move the capital to Hetuala immediately.

If the Ming army wanted to attack Hetuala, it had to pass through Sarhu.

The terrain near Sarhu was very favorable for them.

Nurhaci won a great victory in the battle to establish his country at Sarhu.

Seeing Dorgon was hesitant, Hong Chengchou reminded him: "Whether to hold on to Shengjing or move the capital to Hetuala, Your Majesty must return to Shengjing first and then make a decision."

"It's not too late to return now. If we go back too late, the Ming army will be at the gates of Shengjing before our army arrives!"

Dorgon nodded, and with great sadness he led his troops back to Shengjing.

Unlike Dorgon's sadness, the Ming army was filled with joy of victory.

Dou Mingwang, deputy general of the Dading Camp, came to Li Dingguo and said, "General, the results of the battle have been preliminarily counted. The casualties of the Jiannu are at least ten times that of our army."

"Is there any news about Gao Wengui?" Li Dingguo asked.

"have!"

"Where is he? Is he okay?" Li Dingguo asked nervously.

Gao Wengui is his trusted general.

If something happened to him, Li Dingguo would be heartbroken for a long time.

Dou Mingwang said: "Noble Gao Wen is fine and is now in Yizhou City."

"Yizhou?" Li Dingguo was a little surprised.

"Yes," Dou Mingwang began to explain, "Gao Wengui went north to attack Dorgon's grain route but was ambushed and forced to retreat. In order to avoid the pursuit of the Jiannu, he did not return from Huaerying, Weijialing Pass and Zhen'an Fort, but ran to Yizhou and hid temporarily."

"That's good!" Li Dingguo finally let go of his worries: "Send him a letter and ask him to lead his troops back to Guangning immediately."

"Yes." Dou Mingwang bowed and left.

Before he could walk away, Liu Zhaoji came over accompanied by several of his confidants.

"Li Dingguo," Liu Zhaoji asked first, "how were your results?"

"Not bad," Li Dingguo replied, "At the cost of several hundred casualties, we killed and brought down several thousand enemies. We also killed Lekedehun, a prince of the Jiannu, in battle."

"Good, good!" Liu Zhaoji came to Li Dingguo and whispered, "In order to buy you time to kill Lekedehun, my people blocked Dorgon's troops that were several times larger than his."

"Thank you, General Liu. I am very grateful!" Li Dingguo said in a grateful tone.

Liu Zhaoji looked unhappy, "You don't have any sincerity at all! You should..."

Before Liu Zhaoji could finish his words, a scout came to report: Li Xianzhong has arrived.

Then came the rumbling sound of horse hooves.

Soon, Li Xianzhong led his troops to the battlefield.

Looking at the battlefield that had returned to calm and the soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield, Li Xianzhong kept shaking his hands: "It's over, it's over. We're too late. The daylilies are cold."

After taking a quick look, he found Li Dingguo's central army flag.

After Li Xianzhong arranged for the soldiers to arrive, he urged his horse to come to Li Dingguo and asked directly, "Li Dingguo, is the battle over?"

Li Dingguo nodded: "Yes, the fight is over."

"It looks like they won the battle. Did they capture Dorgon?"

"No."

"Where are Fan Wencheng and Hong Chengchou?"

“No!”

"Nothing?" Li Xianzhong asked with a pout.

"It's not like I gained nothing. I killed and surrendered thousands of enemies at the cost of hundreds of casualties. In addition, I also killed Lekedehun, the Beile of Jiannu, in battle."

"That's good!" Li Xianzhong paused and began to complain: "In order to support you, Liu Zhaoji and I ran all the way from Shenyang to Liaoyang, and then we rode non-stop to Haizhou, and then jumped over the Liaohe River to come here. Not only did the horses lose weight from running, but we were also shaken and dizzy..."

"It's just you. If it were someone else, I would never work so hard. Tell me, how should you thank me?"

When Li Xianzhong finished speaking, he noticed that Liu Zhaoji was staring at him, so he added: "Tell me, how should we thank Liu Zhaoji and me?"

Li Dingguo laughed and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you make this trip in vain. The credit for killing the enemy will belong to you, and the credit for killing Lekedehun in battle will be divided equally among the three of us. How about that?"

Li Dingguo knew very well that without the support of Liu Zhaoji and Li Xianzhong, he would not be able to kill Lekedehun in battle, let alone gain the upper hand over Dorgon.

It is only reasonable that they should have a share of the credit.

"This..." Liu Zhaoji coughed lightly: "Isn't this inappropriate?"

"It's indeed a bit inappropriate," Li Xianzhong said, "You killed the man, so the credit should be yours. How can we share your credit?"

"If you two feel it is inappropriate, then forget it." Li Dingguo suddenly changed his tone.

"No," Li Xianzhong slapped his thigh, "We will take care of whether it is suitable or not, you don't have to worry about the rest."

"So is this matter settled?" Li Dingguo asked.

"Agree!" Li Xianzhong answered first.

"No problem." Liu Zhaoji replied.

The three happily reached a "deal" and then split up into two groups.

One group went to the grassland to inquire about Dorgon's whereabouts, while the other group rested in place.

At the same time, they sent a message to Wang Yongji, the governor of Pingliao, telling him not to continue heading north.

At this time, Wang Yongji's main force had just arrived at Pingyangqiao Fort.

After receiving the news, he immediately stopped the march, arranged for the grain transport team to change the grain route, and prepared to attack Shenyang again.

After waiting for two days, the Ming army heading north to the grassland sent news: there was no trace of the enemy two hundred miles north of Zhen'an Fort, and Dorgon should have set out on the road back to Shenyang.

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