Xia Longshan raised his head and looked at Hong Chengchou who was speaking.
Hong Chengchou may not have known him, but he was very familiar with Hong Chengchou.
During the Battle of Songjin in the 15th year of Chongzhen, he was under the command of Hong Chengchou.
So many years have passed, and Hong Chengchou has not changed at all except that he is a little older.
Xia Longshan retracted his gaze and said respectfully, "Mr. Hong... Mr. Hong, please speak."
"How many Ming troops are there in Fushun City?"
"About thirty or forty thousand."
"Is it 30,000 or 40,000?" Hong Chengchou asked.
"This...this is hard to say." Xia Longshan was a little vague.
"It's hard to say? Isn't this a joke?" Hong Chengchou sneered, "War is a major issue for a country, how can it be a joke?"
Dorgon agreed with this statement very much and nodded heavily.
Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.
We must not send troops rashly before knowing the specific situation of the Ming army.
Even if we send troops.
He also planned to let Wu Sangui take the blame in the front while he would pick up the slack in the back.
Xia Longshan began to analyze: "When the Northern Army set out, the total strength was about 60,000, of which the Guanning Army accounted for half. When attacking Jiefan Village, the Guanning Army lost thousands of people, and the rest of the troops suffered almost no losses. During the Battle of Sarhu, the Guanning Army suffered no losses, and the rest of the troops lost a total of about 2,000 troops."
"Now that the Guanning Army has surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, the remaining strength of the Northern Army is only 28,000 at most!"
"But... Wang Yongji temporarily transferred Li Dingguo and Liu Zhaoji to Fushun. The number of troops they have is unknown, but it is estimated to be no more than 15,000. Even if it is 15,000, plus the 28,000 troops of the Northern Army, it is only 43,000, so I said that their strength is about 30,000 to 40,000."
After listening to Xia Longshan's explanation, Hong Chengchou and Dorgon both lowered their heads to think about the gap in military strength between the two sides.
The Eight Banners soldiers suffered heavy losses during the Battle of Sarhu, especially Man Dahai who was in charge of the main attack.
Not only did he fail to capture Sarhu, he also lost more than a thousand people.
After this battle, the Eight Banners Army had only about 36,000 available troops.
The total force of 36,000 Eight Banners soldiers plus Wu Sangui's more than 20,000 Guanning Army was close to 60,000.
Thinking of this, Dorgon remembered another thing.
He looked up and asked, "How many troops are left under Wang Yongji's command?"
"Wang Yongji has only three thousand soldiers and they are all stationed outside the city," Xia Longshan replied.
Dorgon and Hong Chengchou looked at each other and asked, "As long as we launch a sudden attack with several times the force, it shouldn't be a problem to capture Wang Yongji, right?"
"Your Highness is wise. These three thousand soldiers are nothing to be afraid of." Hong Chengchou replied.
"That is to say..." Dorgon's smile grew. "Regardless of whether we have Wang Yongji's three thousand soldiers or not, the Ming army is not as strong as ours. The advantage is mine!"
Seeing the complacent Dorgon, Hong Chengchou immediately reminded him: "Your Highness, our army does have the advantage in terms of manpower. But Fushun City is strong and the artillery is powerful. A hasty attack on the city will only increase casualties."
"Haha!" Dorgon laughed. "The advantage of the Qing cavalry is field battles, but they are not good at attacking cities. The advantage of the Ming army is firearms, and they are good at defending cities. Of course, I will not use my own weaknesses to gain the strengths of others."
"What does the prince mean?"
Dorgon laughed again: "Hahaha, surround the enemy and attack the reinforcements!"
After a brief discussion, Xia Longshan led Dorgon's Ming army back to the Guanning military camp.
"How is the situation?" Wu Sangui asked anxiously.
"Done!" Xia Longshan answered in the shortest words.
"Huh!" Wu Sangui's heart finally settled down, "When will Prince Jian... Duo... Rui send out his troops?"
When Wu Sangui first changed his name, he was not quite used to it.
"Prince Rui is gathering troops and will send out troops in half an hour at the latest, but..." Xia Longshan hesitated to speak.
"But what?"
Xia Longshan organized his words and said, "Prince Rui asked us to send troops to surround Wang Yongji first. When the Ming army in the city comes to support Wang Yongji, Prince Rui will lead the Eight Banners soldiers to surround and attack the reinforcements."
"This is fucking..." Wu Sangui cursed directly.
But he immediately realized that he shouldn't have said that, so he changed his words: "That's ridiculous, he's using us as bait!"
Hu Xinshui sighed beside him: "Sir, how can you not bow your head under the eaves? Since you have surrendered, you must obey Prince Rui's orders."
He said half of what he wanted to say and kept the other half in his heart.
Not to mention it was Dorgon's order, even if he took a pile of shit, the Guanning Army would have to find a way to swallow it.
Wu Sangui stood there, gritting his teeth to ease his emotions, and asked, "What should we do after we surround Wang Yongji? Can we take action?"
"Prince Rui said that how to deal with Wang Yongji is up to you, sir! But there is one thing, even if Wang Yongji's army is wiped out, the general's flag in his army cannot fall, otherwise the supporting Ming army will retreat halfway."
Wu Sangui nodded: "This is a different reminder. I know what's going on."
After saying this, Wu Sangui stepped out of the tent and mounted his horse.
At this time, the Guanning Army was ready.
With Wu Sangui's order, more than 20,000 Guanning Army soldiers quickly assembled.
To the sound of drums.
Countless Guanning Army soldiers walked out of their tents and gathered in the open space in the camp.
They wore distinctive armor and carried sophisticated weapons.
The sun shines on them, and the reflected light is too bright to look directly at.
The noise caused by Wu Sangui's gathering of troops was soon discovered by Wang Yongji and the Ming army in Fushun City.
Inside the central army tent, a scout came to report, "Governor, there are drums beating and horses neighing in Wu Sangui's camp, and it seems that they are gathering troops."
Wang Yongji said calmly: "It seems that Wu Sangui has made up his mind."
"Will Wu Sangui...really rebel?" asked a close confidant nearby.
"We'll know when we get out whether there will be a rebellion or not." Wang Yongji stood up, walked to the table where the armor was placed and started putting on his armor.
With the help of his bodyguards, he quickly put on his armor and picked up his weapon.
He turned around and looked at the generals.
"All the generals, listen to my orders!"
"I will be here!"
"Follow me out of the camp and kill the enemy!"
"I obey your command."
Surrounded by his generals, Wang Yongji came outside the tent and mounted his horse.
At this time, the three thousand soldiers in his camp were gathering.
Since there were not many people, they assembled very quickly.
When Wang Yongji led his troops to the north side of the camp, Wu Sangui had already led his army to surround them.
The Ming army in Fushun City was also gathering.
Prince Ding Zhu Cijiong, Li Xianzhong, Huang Degong, Li Dingguo and Liu Zhaoji gathered together to discuss.
"Wu Sangui attacked towards Wang Yongji's camp, and his rebellious intentions were revealed." Zhu Cijiong spoke first.
"In that case, let's beat him!" Huang Degong immediately expressed his opinion.
"The key is... how to fight?" Li Xianzhong asked, "According to the defenders on the city wall, there is smoke and dust in the distance, and the Jiannu must have also been dispatched."
"Don't rush to fight," Zhu Cijiong thought of someone: "Before starting the fight, we should first let Zu Dashou persuade Wu Sangui's former subordinates to surrender."
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