"What's wrong?" Dorgon, Ajige and Ebilun looked at Fan Wencheng at the same time.
Fan Wencheng's expression was serious: "I think the Ming army is mobilizing troops!"
"I know that they are afraid that they are no match for our army, so they have transferred all the combat troops around to Miyun to confront our army!" Dorgon said subconsciously.
He has a point in saying that.
Whether it was the Battle of Sarhu, the Battle of Shenyang or the Battle of Songjin, they always won with fewer troops.
Although Huang Degong's 40,000 troops were not a small number, they were no match for the 20,000 Eight Banners soldiers.
In his view, mobilizing troops and preparing for war was a matter of course.
"No, that's not right!" Fan Wencheng placed his right hand directly on the map and pressed his index finger firmly on the place name of Xuanfu Town.
"Prince Yu misunderstood my meaning. What I meant was that the Ming army would send troops to Xuanfu to deal with Prince Yu (Duoduo)."
"What?" Dorgon stood up directly.
Although he didn't believe that the Ming army had the strength to deal with Duoduo, he had to be on guard.
The internal situation of the Eight Banners has just been stabilized, and it was he who strongly advocated entering the Pass. If something happens to Duoduo, his uncle, the regent, will be to blame.
It may even lead to the decline of the Zhengxiang and Liangbai Banners.
Fan Wencheng pointed to Xuanfu Town and said, "Please look, everyone. Prince Yu (Duoduo) is leading 60,000 troops to besiege Xuanfu Town. The news from the Tang Dynasty this morning said that the siege was not going well, is that right?"
Dorgon, Ajige and Ebilun nodded at the same time. This was news from five days ago, but it was only delivered this morning.
There was only one way for them to deliver the message, and that was to return to the Mongolian territory from Dushikou, then go south through the grassland into the pass, and cross Qiangziling to reach the vicinity of Miyun.
There are mostly mountain roads in the middle, and there are wild beasts in the forest, so the transmission speed is much slower.
Fan Wencheng continued, "I have read the Tangbao in detail and have memorized the methods of our army's siege and the Ming army's defense. If nothing unexpected happens, Prince Yu (Duoduo) has not yet captured Xuanfu Town."
"How dare you! You are just a dog of the Qing Dynasty. How dare you criticize Prince Yu? Prince Yu is not only the Baturu of the Qing Dynasty, but also a talented general who is good at deploying troops!"
"During the Battle of Songjin, he and Emperor Taizong (Huang Taiji) defeated the Ming army, captured Hong Chengchou alive, and completely destroyed the Ningjin defense line. It can be said that he had made an unprecedented contribution!"
"He can't capture a small town like Xuanfu Town?"
"You can give us advice, but you can't talk nonsense." Ajige stretched out his hand and was about to slap Fan Wencheng in the face.
Ajige, Dorgon and Dodo are brothers from the same mother, and their relationship is much closer than that of other brothers.
Now Fan Wencheng insinuates that Duoduo is failing in his siege, and he must protect his brother.
"Stop!" Dorgon stopped the hot-tempered Ajige in time, "Mr. Fan is not only a counselor of the Qing Dynasty, but also a minister of the Qing Dynasty. Twelve Brother, you must not be rude."
Ajige snorted coldly, found a chair and sat down.
Dorgon bowed deeply to Fan Wencheng and said, "Mr. Fan, I am sorry for the shock. I apologize to you on behalf of my brother."
"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it!" Fan Wencheng hurriedly returned the greeting.
Dorgon's courtesy to the wise and humble was not an act, and Fan Wencheng felt flattered.
The small disturbance passed quickly, and Dorgon hurriedly asked, "Please continue, Mr. Fan."
"In fact, I have already anticipated the difficulty of attacking Xuanfu Town."
"Then why did you let Duoduo go to attack the city...?" Dorgon asked with narrowed eyes.
"Has Prince Rui forgotten the purpose of this visit?"
Dorgon slapped his head and said, "Blame me, blame me. This time we entered the pass to rob the people of their money and food, and to destroy the main force of the Ming army."
Fan Wencheng smiled and said, "Since the Ming court sent Huang Degong, then we will take Huang Degong."
"Sir, please continue!" Dorgon immediately became interested. He ordered someone to bring a few chairs and let everyone present sit down.
Fan Wencheng was not polite either. After sitting down, he continued, "Suppose, the Ming army's deployment is like this."
"First, let Huang Degong confront our army in Miyun, and then conduct drills every day, neither sending out troops nor withdrawing them, to give the illusion of holding the position."
"Then the Ming army will dispatch soldiers from Jizhou to Miyun and change guards under the cover of night, only changing personnel but not flags. After daybreak, even if our army is more careful, it will not be able to detect the other side's change of guards."
"Finally, transfer Huang Degong's troops to Xuanfu Town to block Prince Yu's retreat route, Dushikou. Then slowly advance towards Xuanfu Town and force him to fight a decisive battle."
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After listening to Fan Wencheng's analysis, Dorgon half-lay on the chair with a frown on his face.
What he said seemed to make sense, but I felt like something was not right.
"But... Mr. Fan, Duoduo has 60,000 men, while Huang Degong only has 40,000 soldiers. Even if his soldiers are strong enough to fight one-for-one with the Eight Banners soldiers, they are still no match for Duoduo!"
"How does he fight?"
Fan Wencheng didn't say anything and pointed his finger at the corner of the map again.
"Shanhai Pass?" Dorgon raised his eyelids, "Do you mean that Chongzhen might transfer the Guanning Army to Xuanfu Town?"
"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty!"
"No way? Prince Zheng (Jirgalang) is holding Wu Sangui back outside Shanhaiguan. How dare he send troops to support him?" Dorgon said with a look of disbelief.
Based on his understanding of Wu Sangui, this man was definitely not that loyal to the Ming court.
Fan Wencheng smiled slightly: "Prince Zheng's army only has 20,000 troops, Wu Sangui has 40,000 to 50,000 troops, and there is also the natural barrier of Shanhaiguan, so it is not a problem to allocate 10,000 troops."
"Fifty thousand versus sixty thousand, the advantage is still on our side!" Although Dorgon's words were still as firm as ever, he began to have doubts in his heart.
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