"Your Majesty, the poisonous smoke of the Ming army was so powerful that they not only destroyed our four forts, but also destroyed Donggou City." When Fan Wencheng walked in, his face looked extremely ugly.

"It's poisonous smoke again! How are the casualties? Have you found out what kind of poisonous smoke they used?"

Huang Taiji asked eagerly.

Poison smoke!

Sixteen days ago, the Ming army used poisonous smoke to destroy Suining Fort. Even though the "poisonous smoke" has not reached Huang Taiji, it has torn his carefully constructed fortress defense line to pieces, and he is about to reach the Yalu River.

, if the fight continues like this, it is estimated that the Qing Dynasty will let the Ming army smoke the sea with poisonous smoke before the end of the year.

"It still hasn't been detected, but the poisonous smoke of the Ming army was very powerful. The generals in front checked the soldiers who were injured and escaped. Except for a few serious ones who were seriously smoked, they didn't find out that they were actually poisonous smoke.

How powerful. Those people said that when the poisonous smoke started to rise, their eyes and throats hurt like fire, and even their bodies felt as hot as if they were on fire. No one knew what kind of poisonous smoke the Ming army used.

, but this poisonous smoke can not only blind people's eyes, but also choke people so much that they can't breathe, and tears will flow when they smell it..."

At this moment, Huang Taiji even wanted to cry. Why didn't that kid act according to common sense...

Let's fight, let's fight. Can Zhu Ciying play her cards according to common sense...

You don’t play according to common sense!

At this moment, Huang Taiji obviously forgot about the saying that "the army is impermanent". However, after so many years of marching and fighting, he quickly recovered.

"By the way, didn't Oboi say that covering your head with a cloth soaked in urine can block the poisonous smoke? Have you tried it?"

Fan Wencheng hurriedly replied to the emperor's words.

"The slaves have tried it with straw smoke, and it does have some effect, but we don't know yet whether it is effective against the Ming army's poisonous smoke."

"Try it if it works. That slave Obai is very lucky. Counting it, this is the third time he has survived the sword of the Ming army. Let him guard Zhenjiang Fort. If we didn't deal with the poisonous smoke

The solution, I guess we don’t even need to fight this battle, even if we use poisonous smoke, we can be smoked to death and thrown into the sea..."

Smoked into the sea... Huang Taiji paused but did not speak.

"Your Majesty, please give it a try. If it works, you won't have to worry about the poisonous smoke from the Ming army anymore."

"Um!"

Huang Taiji responded and then said,

"Hey, speaking of it, we underestimated the enemy this time! What we thought at first was to drive away the wolf and devour the tiger, but we didn't expect that the old fourteenth would retreat in order to advance. He left Shengjing to Zu Dashou.

Let Zu Dashou guard the side for him. In this way, Zhu Ciying will naturally not be able to chase him to the grassland. The fourteenth made such a decision immediately, he is truly worthy of being the son of his father!"

Huang Taitai sighed.

"He used Zu Dashou to guard the border for him. This was Zhu Ciying's idea. The Fourteenth just returned it as it was. With one move, Zhu Ciying turned his target to us. The Fourteenth's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" can be

It’s really not in vain!”

Dorgon didn't read "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in vain. He could even recite the art of war from "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" when marching and fighting. In fact, the same goes for Huang Taiji! Both brothers are familiar with the art of war of the Three Kingdoms.

!

"Your Majesty," Fan Wencheng said,

"I thought that Prince Rui lost his country so easily, but it will not be so easy to regain it in the future. The emperor left his country to him in the first place so that he could protect his country. If he loses it now, he will lose his people's hearts.

, the servant got the news that many people in Prince Rui are now dissatisfied with him because he abandoned Shengjing. Over time, the soldiers and horses under his command will definitely be resentful. When the time comes, as long as the emperor issues an imperial edict, they will definitely

He led his troops to vote..."

"Vote?" Huang Taiji shook his head and said,

"Fan Wencheng, you still don't understand us Manchus. No matter how dissatisfied the slaves are, it will only be temporary. As long as Old Fourteen can lead them to the west and grab things, the dissatisfaction will only be temporary."

"That's Fan Wencheng. Do you know why Emperor Ama sent people to sea to rob Japan? It is so that the slaves can grab things. As long as they can grab things, the big guys will forget all their dissatisfaction!"

The speaker was Hauge, who was Huang Taiji's only surviving son. The other sons... were all beheaded by Zhu Ciying in Shengjing.

“Wealth and silk are so touching!”

Huang Taiji nodded and said:

"So, what is the reason why we have repeatedly conquered the Ming Dynasty? Since it is to weaken the Ming Dynasty, it is also to rob the west and grab things to satisfy the slaves. However, our vision in the past was too superficial and we only wanted to grab things and ignored it.

To seize the city and seize the territory, if we had taken the capital directly back then, we would not have fallen into the current deadlock.

Speaking of which, Zhu Ciying just grasped our weakness. We thought that we had no foundation in the Ming Dynasty and did not dare to lose troops and generals, so every time we suffered a slight loss, we immediately retreated. The result? The more he fought, the stronger he became, not in terms of military strength.

, and in terms of momentum, if we had to completely defeat him at the beginning when he was not strong, how would there still be so many things happening now?

But that boy Zhu Ciying has never been afraid of us at all. He is different from others, and judging from his political training in Liaodong, he is also quite organized. Coupled with his firearms, he is becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

Now we have this poisonous smoke..."

While shaking his head and sighing, Huang Taiji even sighed, "How can a metaphor be so bright?" For a moment, he even thought about quitting.

That kid acted out of common sense when fighting.

It was he who made the Northern Expedition by sea. It was he who robbed Zhezhe and the others and humiliated him. He was the one who used firearms, and he was the one who used poisonous smoke. Originally, he built the five-basin fortress to counteract his firearms, but luckily for him, he actually

From the god of fire who uses firearms to the evil god who releases poisonous smoke.

That kid has never played his cards according to common sense. This is true in fighting and even in doing things. Meeting such an opponent is really a headache!

"Your Majesty, the poisonous smoke doesn't matter. As long as Obai's method works, we will not be afraid of his poisonous smoke. When the time comes, we will definitely be able to defeat the Ming army by the Yalu River."

Defeated the Ming army...

"To defeat the Ming army, we must defeat the Ming army. But not at Zhenjiang Fort, nor by the Yalu River. Don't forget to bring Fang Bao and his Dongjiang Town! If he cuts off our retreat from behind

, if you are attacked from both sides, it will really be..."

It’s really hard to predict the outcome!

After Fan Wencheng left, Huang Taiji sat quietly on the dragon throne, his brows furrowed. What he was thinking about was not only how to defeat the Ming army, but also what he was thinking about.

Go, what I was thinking about was Zhu Ciying's words.

He wants to eliminate the roots!

"It seems like he can't leave a way for the Manchus to survive!"

Talking to himself like this, Huang Taiji couldn't help but yawn, and then shouted to the door.

"Fan Sanlun."

As soon as the voice fell, Fan Sanlun, dressed in eunuch clothes, walked in with his waist bowed and kowtowed.

"The slave comes to meet the master!"

"Stop being so polite and put some longevity ointment on it for me."

After saying that, he was already lying on his side on the couch. When other eunuchs brought the lampstand, Fan Sanlun took out a bean-sized piece of Fushou ointment from an exquisite iron box and put it into the pipe, then held it in both hands and handed it over.

"master."

Taking the pipe, Huang Taiji took a nice puff. Then, he closed his eyes and enjoyed a moment of comfort. After taking a few puffs, he sighed.

"This longevity ointment is really good..."

With his eyes closed, Huang Taiji said again.

"Fan Sanlun, do you think Zhu Ciying only smokes this on weekdays?"

This good thing was brought here by Fan Sanlun a few months ago. It was because this slave said that the boy smoked this all day long that he wanted to try it.

After trying it for a while, Huang Taiji discovered that it was really a good thing. It was not only refreshing, but also made me feel very comfortable after smoking it. Even my thinking became much quicker, so from then on, I smoked it two or three times a day.

, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable all over your body.

"Master, that kid smokes every day, and he smokes so greedily. If it weren't for them keeping a close eye on him, I would have wanted to get some arsenic and mix it in to poison him, so as to get rid of this scourge for our Qing Dynasty."

Fan Sanlun gritted his teeth and said.

"It seems that you really hate him!"

Huang Taiji took another sip, then closed his eyes and enjoyed the relaxing feeling brought by Fushou Ointment. At present, it was the only one that could make him feel better when facing these setbacks.
Chapter completed!