Tied to the pillar, Fan Wencheng nodded slightly to Fulin to show respect, and then said: "Your Majesty, I dare to say something."
Fulin was already very impatient. He snorted, "Talk!"
"The Qing Dynasty has already lost Shengjing, and the Ming army has once again sent troops to Hetuala. Your Majesty, please think twice!"
When talking about the word "think twice", Fan Wencheng deliberately emphasized the tone.
This sentence seems to say nothing, but it also seems to say something.
This made Fulin very angry.
Just as he was about to lose his temper, he suddenly realized the words "think twice" in Fan Wencheng's last sentence.
At that time, thinking twice had three meanings.
The first meaning is to think again and again and weigh things repeatedly.
The second meaning is that when you are young you think about the future, when you are old you think about death, and when you are poor you think about poverty.
Everything should be prepared for the future.
The third meaning is Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" about thinking of danger (things grow old when they are strong, this is called not following the Tao, and not following the Tao has already happened), thinking of retreat (retreat after accomplishing one's mission, this is the Way of Heaven), and thinking of change (bend to make it whole, bend to make it straight, hollow to make it full, old to make it new, less to gain, more to be confused).
"Think twice..." Fulin repeated softly, frowning and thinking.
What are you thinking about?
Thinking of danger?
The Ming army is about to arrive at our doorstep, and it is too late to react now.
Thinking of change?
All the civil and military officials in the court were Dorgon's people, and he couldn't change even if he wanted to.
What's more, he doesn't know what to change or where to change.
Then the only way left is to retreat.
For Fulin, retreat has two meanings.
One is to retreat, which means to escape.
But Hetuala was the last city of the Qing Dynasty and there was no way to retreat.
The second meaning is...abdicate!
Thinking of abdication, Fulin was silent for a long time.
After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Fan Wencheng: "Do you mean that I should abdicate to Dorgon?"
Fan Wencheng deliberately said in shock: "Your Majesty is wronged, I did not mean that."
"You told me to think twice. I first thought of danger, then of change, and finally of retreat! After thinking it over, I think this is what you meant."
"I am wronged."
"Someone come here," Fulin shouted outside.
The door opened and four guards rushed in and looked at Fulin.
Fulin pointed at Fan Wencheng, who was tied to a pillar, and said, "Untie his ropes, beat him with sticks, and drive him out."
"Yes!" The four guards quickly stepped forward and acted according to Fulin's orders.
Fan Wencheng begged for mercy many times, but Fulin refused to listen.
A flurry of sticks came down on Fan Wencheng, leaving him with a black eye and a swollen face.
Looking at Fan Wencheng's embarrassed back, Fulin was not as happy as he had imagined.
Instead, he was somewhat sad.
In name, he was indeed the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.
But the actual power does not lie in his hands.
Not to mention mobilizing troops, even leaving Hetuala required Dorgon's permission.
The so-called emperor was nothing more than a puppet.
in addition.
As Fan Wencheng said, the Ming army had two purposes for entering Liao.
The first is to recover the homeland of Liaodong, and the second is to capture him, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty!
No matter where he ran to, the Ming army would pursue him closely, otherwise it would not be considered as the real pacification of Liaodong.
Thinking of this, Fulin walked out of the door and looked up at the sky in the distance.
A ray of setting sun hangs in the sky, about to set.
After an unknown amount of time, Fulin withdrew his gaze and muttered to himself, "That is to say... Dorgon made enemies with the Ming army but did not need to acknowledge the consequences, while I have to bear the consequences. What kind of logic is this?"
The more Fulin thought about it, the more he felt that he was at a disadvantage. In a rage, he turned around and kicked the door, making a big hole in it.
After venting his temper, an idea popped into Fulin's mind.
He is thinking...
Is it necessary for me to continue to be the emperor of the Qing Dynasty?
But if he wasn't the emperor, what else could he do?
He can't kill the enemy in battle, he can't lead troops in a war, and he doesn't understand logistics and food supply.
The Qing Dynasty does not support idle people.
When he loses the throne, he will also lose everything he has now.
What does he have?
It seems like I have everything, but it also seems like I have nothing.
Fulin raised his head again, looked at the sun in the distant sky and fell into deep thought.
......
The straight-line distance between Fushun and Jiefanzhai is about sixty miles, and the actual distance is about one hundred miles.
Man Dahai originally thought that Huang Degong would arrive at Sarhu by May 1st at the latest and confront him.
But unexpectedly, Huang Degong's marching speed was very slow.
The maximum distance per day is twenty miles, and the minimum is ten miles.
After walking for three days, I hadn't even finished half the distance.
The slower the Ming army moved, the more anxious he became.
After all, scouts can only see part of the troops, and the exact number of troops can only be figured out after the battle.
Luo Keduo suggested to Man Dahai: "Your Majesty, why don't we take the initiative to attack Huang Degong?"
"No," Man Dahai immediately refused, "Since we lost Shengjing, the offensive and defensive dynamics of both sides have changed. Now our army has finally occupied a favorable defensive position. There is no need to give up the advantage and attack the Ming army."
"But if we don't take the initiative to attack, we have no idea of Huang Degong's military strength."
"Wait a little longer."
"Until when?"
"The Ming army will definitely split up to attack. Once we find traces of other routes, we will be able to figure out Huang Degong's background!"
Luo Keduo had no choice but to agree.
Just when Man Dahai thought Huang Degong would continue to move forward, Huang Degong stopped forty miles away from Jiefan Village.
Man Dahai didn't dare to take the initiative to attack, nor did he dare to let his guard down, so he could only worry.
Dorgon was even more anxious than Mandahai.
Because the scouts had already learned about the other two Ming troops' expeditions.
The Southern Army still headed north from Kuandian Fort, and the Central Army also set out from Liaoyang and headed straight for Qinghe Fort.
On the fifth day of May, the central army arrived at Qinghe Fort.
After another day's march, they stopped and set up camp twenty miles away from Yagu Pass.
On the eighth day of May, the Southern Army stopped marching ten miles away from Abudaligang and set up camp on the spot.
The locations where the three armies set up camp were just right.
Huang Degong of the Northern Army only needed one day to reach the city of Fanzhai.
It also only takes one day to return to Fushun Customs.
If Liu Wenxiu of the central army attacked, he would reach Yagu Pass in just one day.
If we retreat, we can return to Qinghe Fort in one day.
The situation faced by Zeng Ying of the Southern Army was rather complicated.
It only took him one day to reach Abdaligang.
But the mountain road to the south is winding and rugged, and there are no cities along the way.
If we retreat, we will not be able to return to Kuandian Fort in one day.
Therefore, Zeng Ying’s solution was to set up a strong camp and build a fortified stronghold in the mountains and forests ten miles behind the rear.
Prepare for the later retreat.
Faced with the three armies that suddenly stopped, Dorgon was suddenly at a loss.
In the military camp outside Hetuala City, Dorgon was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan and could not stop at all.
"Mr. Hong," Dorgon asked Hong Chengchou, "The three Ming armies stopped at the same time. How should we respond?"
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