Although they had several battles in Liaodong where they won with fewer troops, that was Liaodong, and they had the help of favorable weather and geographical conditions.

He didn't have the confidence to do so inside the pass, and he didn't want to take any risks.

Fan Wencheng raised his head and stared at Dorgon and asked, "Has Prince Rui forgotten Wang Yongji and Tang Tong?"

"The combined forces of the two of them are more than 10,000! Add in Huang Degong's troops, and the numbers are equal. Moreover, Prince Yu has lost a lot of men in the siege. Strictly speaking, Prince Yu's troops are no longer as strong as the Ming army."

"The most important point is that the wheat in Xuanfu is not ripe yet. Once the Ming army enters Xuanfu and blocks Prince Yu in the Xuanfu town area, his military rations will be in trouble over time. Food and fodder are the morale of the army, and the morale of the army is the combat power!"

(Unripe wheat can be eaten by horses and humans, but it requires peeling the ears of wheat to eat, which wastes time and manpower.)

Dorgon could no longer sit still. He stood up and stared at the map with a very complicated expression.

Now he just wants to curse.

Before entering the Pass, he had a feeling that almost all the Ming soldiers were about to die, but after entering the Pass, the number of Ming troops actually increased.

Huang Degong, Wang Yongji, Wu Sangui, Tang Tong...

There is also Yan Yingyuan who is defending Xuanfu Town to the death!

Tudor was indeed capable and talented in leading troops in battle.

but...

No one can guarantee victory in every battle.

If he loses... No, he can't lose!

If the 60,000-strong army were destroyed in Xuanfu Town, it would be a devastating disaster for the Qing soldiers.

"Sir, please give me some advice!" Dorgon bowed deeply to Fan Wencheng respectfully.