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"Either don't do it, or leave no room for maneuver if you do it?"
Wu Sangui repeated this sentence several times in his mind and fell into hesitation.
What Fang Guangchen said does make sense, but he doesn't dare to agree with it completely.
"Not appropriate!" Hu Xinshui suddenly said, "As long as we don't send troops to help Jiannu, we won't break off relations with the imperial court. Once we send troops to help Jiannu, it will be equivalent to completely breaking off relations with the imperial court. At that time, the imperial court will cut off the supply of military pay and food, and where will the tens of thousands of Guanning troops go?"
Fang Guangchen said confidently: "That depends on what the court does."
"What do you mean?" Hu Xinshui asked with a frown.
Fang Guangchen smiled and said, "If the court does not provide military pay and food, we will help the Jian Nu. With the help of the Guanning Army, Liaodong will soon fall back into the hands of the Jian Nu."
"What if we give them military pay and food?" Hu Xinshui continued, "Will they help the imperial court fight the Jian Nu? This is completely contrary to the original intention at that time."
"No!" Fang Guangchen shook his head: "If the court continues to give us military pay and food, we are not helping the court, but not helping the Jiannu."
Fang Guangchen's words shocked everyone present, including Wu Sangui himself.
"This... Is this possible?" Wu Sangui was a little confused. "Your Majesty will not tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes. If we do that, Your Majesty will quickly mobilize other troops to fight in Liao. By then... I'm afraid we will be destroyed together with the Jiannu!"
"Haha," Fang Guangchen smiled faintly, "If it were that easy, Jian Nu would have been destroyed long ago. The imperial court has only a handful of troops that can fight large-scale field battles. After entering Liao, they will not only face fighting, but also a variety of other problems."
Seeing that Wu Sangui was somewhat tempted, Hu Xinshui hurriedly reminded him: "General, have you forgotten the principle of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight? There will be deaths in war. The Guanning Army has already lost enough people. If they continue to die, they will lose the meaning of their existence."
This sentence directly awakened Wu Sangui.
He smiled at Fang Guangchen and said, "What Mr. Fang said does make sense, but it is detrimental to the current interests of the Guanning Army."
"But sir..." Fang Guangchen wanted to continue.
Wu Sangui interrupted Fang Guangchen directly: "Mr. Fang, there is no need to say more. I know my limits."
Fang Guangchen opened his mouth and wanted to speak but no sound came out.
He knew that Wu Sangui would not follow his advice, and he also knew that the other party did not trust him as much as before.
For a moment, all kinds of emotions surged into Fang Guangchen's heart.
Wu Sangui ignored Fang Guangchen and ordered: "Come here, kill one of the two Jiannu messengers and let one go. There is no need to say anything. Dorgon will understand my intention after seeing this."
"In addition," Wu Sangui said to Hu Xinshui, "Order Ba Keyong to support Li Xianzhong."
The order was quickly conveyed amid the sound of horse hooves.
At this time, there was still a ray of setting sun in the western sky.
Fang Guangchen knew it clearly.
Even if Wu Sangui was willing to listen to his advice, it was too late.
He bowed to Wu Sangui and said goodbye, preparing to return to the camp to rest.
On the way back to the camp, Fang Guangchen became angrier and more aggrieved the more he thought about it.
In a rage, he decided to leave Wu Sangui and return to his hometown in Nanzhili.
Just do it.
Fang Guangchen quickly returned to his tent and packed his luggage as quickly as possible.
He then left the camp on horseback with his entourage and headed towards Fushun.
Southwest of Sarhu.
Dorgon had already begun preparing to retreat before receiving the news from Wu Sangui.
no way.
Man Dahai was unable to capture Sarhu, and he did not dare to rashly go to war with Li Xianzhong.
Even if Wu Sangui was willing to send troops to help, it was already late.
Not only can we not exert our full combat power in the dark, but it may also cause accidental injuries and other unnecessary losses.
Just as Dorgon was about to order a retreat, Tunqi came to report: "Your Majesty, Wu Sangui is unwilling to send troops to help."
"Ah!" Dorgon was completely desperate. He waved his hand and ordered: "Order Man Dahai to stop the attack and return to Jiefan Village immediately. The rest of the troops retreat in an orderly manner, and Tan Tai will be in charge of the rear."
Amid the rumbling sound of horse hooves, the Jiannu retreated.
Looking at the snowflakes rolled up by horse hooves in the distance, Huang Degong and Gao Yigong both breathed a sigh of relief.
The Jiannu were finally repelled. If the fight had continued they would have soon been unable to hold out.
Wang Yongji also breathed a sigh of relief.
But it was just a sigh of relief.
Although the Jiannu retreated temporarily, the situation became more complicated.
Wu Sangui was not far away on the north bank of the Hun River.
His attitude will not only affect the situation in Liaodong, but also the fate of the entire pacification army.
What to do next?
Li Xianzhong also breathed a sigh of relief.
He did not pursue the retreating Jiannu, but slowly retreated back to his original base.
Southwest of Sarhu.
Huang Degong led his troops to the foot of the mountain. He pointed to the road leading up the mountain and shouted, "Go to the Sarhu camp immediately."
Gao Yigong, who was already in the camp, divided his troops into three parts.
Some people stayed on guard to prevent a sneak attack by the Jiannu.
Some people also built obstacles such as chevaux de frise and antlers overnight to strengthen the defense of the camp.
Finally, some people started to cook.
When the smoke from the cooking stove rises, night has already fallen.
Wang Yongji changed into casual clothes and first found Prince Ding Zhu Cihong, and then the two set off for Sarhu.
When they arrived at Huang Degong's central military camp.
Huang Degong, Gao Yigong, Li Xianzhong, Li Guo and others have all arrived.
"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Ding, and greetings to the Governor-General!" Everyone saluted in unison.
"No need to be polite!" Zhu Cijiong waved his hand directly: "Today's time is urgent, and the matter to be discussed is also very important, so everyone must be brief."
"Yes, sir." Everyone answered in unison.
"Governor Wang, tell me what to do next!" Zhu Cijiong said straight to the point: "The evidence of Wu Sangui's betrayal of his allies has been verified. We must give an explanation to the generals, the court, and the current emperor."
"This is not going to be easy!" Wang Yongji shook his head and said, "He still has nearly 30,000 soldiers under his command! Once he finds out that we are going to harm him, he will most likely join the Jian Nu army and attack us."
“We can’t just sit back and do nothing and pretend to be deaf and dumb!” Zhu Cijiong said, slamming the table.
Indeed, he had little direct involvement in military affairs.
But the nature of this matter is different and it has violated the bottom line of him and the Jinyiwei.
As the head of the Liaodong Jinyiwei, he is qualified and obligated to handle this matter.
"We must deal with Wu Sangui, otherwise we can't fight this war!" Gao Yigong said gritting his teeth.
Huang Degong stepped on the stool next to him and waved the iron whip in his hand: "Everyone can kill these traitors!"