Just about a hundred miles west of Gubeikou, there is a mountain pass.

Not far from the mountain pass is a small town, its name is Jining.

Dorgon was on the wall of Jining City, staring at the almost boundless hundreds of thousands of Han people outside the city.

Dorgon was in a very good mood. He robbed these ordinary people from Datong, Taiyuan and other places, and almost all the people who could be caught in Beishanxi were captured.

It is conceivable how much glory Dorgon will receive after returning to Shengjing!

"Jirgalang? Humph, what are you going to fight me!" Dorgon smiled.

A sound of footsteps sounded, and Hong Chengchou appeared: "Master, the food is ready, please go and have a meal."

Dorgon's eyes changed, he looked at Hong Chengchou and smiled: "Mr. Hong, you are also a high-ranking official in the Ming Dynasty, so you don't have to do this."

Dorgon was quite satisfied with Hong Chengchou. Not to mention anything else, after adopting Hong Chengchou's various methods, the Qing army's control over these plundered people increased a lot.

If these people can be brought back to Liaodong safely and live a life of being a cattle and horse for the Jurchens for the rest of their lives, Hong Chengchou would have to remember a great contribution.

Hong Chengchou said to Dorgon very humbly: "Master, you are polite. It is natural for me to do things for me. I just hope that my master can give me a chance and a stage for display. I will have no regrets in my life."

Dorgon narrowed his eyes.

Of course he knew what Hong Chengchou meant. In fact, since Hong Chengchou surrendered so many years, neither Huang Taiji nor Dorgon had completely put aside their guard against Hong Chengchou.

After all, he was the former governor of Ji Liao in the Ming Dynasty.

Over the years, Hong Chengchou has acted as a think tank, but he has given a false title of Grand Secretary in name, but in fact he has lost any power.

And now, Hong Chengchou hopes to gain power.

Give it or not?

Dorgon smiled gently and patted Hong Chengchou on the shoulder: "Mr. Hong, as long as you do your best for the Qing Dynasty, then I and the Qing Dynasty will not treat you badly. Let's go and have a meal with me."

Hong Chengchou was obviously a little disappointed, but he followed Dorgon's footsteps and returned to the city.

Jining was a city established by the Mongols back then. It was once abandoned after the rise of the Ming Dynasty, and later gradually became one of the main places for the transaction between the Mongolian Tatars and the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, the conditions here are not as good as Shanxi, and the meals are not exquisite. However, as the supreme commander of this army, Dorgon naturally has everything, such as beef, mutton and so on.

Dorgon took a sip of wine slowly and said to Hong Chengchou: "Mr. Hong, what do you think of the next battle?"

Hong Chengchou hurriedly said, "I'm going to tell you that my master said that I think this battle is not easy to fight."

Dorgon raised his eyes and said, "Why?"

Hong Chengchou said: "The master now has less than 100,000 soldiers and horses, which is less than the Ming army in terms of number."

Dorgon said: "The Qing Dynasty has always had fewer troops than the Ming Dynasty, but this does not prevent the Qing Dynasty from winning again and again."

Hong Chengchou said: "But there are so many slaves around my master to escort back to Liaodong, which will inevitably affect the combat capabilities of the Qing army."

Dorgon said: "The former emperor also brought hundreds of thousands of slaves back to Liaodong from Shandong, didn't he?"

Hong Chengchou smiled bitterly and said, "But the opponent of the former emperor was a slave, but now, your opponent is the... Prince."

Dorgon suddenly said, "You seem to admire the prince."

Hong Chengchou said: "It's not that Chen Xin doesn't appreciate him, but that he has indeed become a major concern of the Qing Dynasty. To be honest, even the slaves are not sure that they can defeat Prince Zheng twice in a row, but that prince did it."

The wine in Dorgon's hand suddenly became tasteless. He put down his wine glass with some annoyance and said coldly: "So what? After all, he is just a fifteen-year-old boy."

Hong Chengchou became more and more calm and said, "If this is true, how could the master stop at Ji Ning? I believe the master also knows that the prince is waiting for your arrival at Gubeikou."

There was silence in the room.

After a while, Dorgon suddenly laughed: "Mr. Hong is indeed worthy of being Mr. Hong. So if you talk about it, what are the solutions now?"

Hong Chengchou said: "There are two ways now. One is to wait in Jining and wait until the beginning of winter. The Ming army lacks enough clothes to protect the cold and has no experience in fighting in the south of the desert in winter. They can only watch their master return to Liaodong in Gubeikou."

Dorgon frowned: "Winter? In that case, most of these Han slaves would starve to death and freeze to death."

There is no need to worry about the Jurchens. After all, Liaodong itself is a very bitter and cold place, not to mention Nurhaci's Jianzhou Jurchens came out of Changbai Mountain back then.

Hong Chengchou said: "But at least some slaves will be able to return to Liaodong with their masters, which is enough for merit.

Dorgon said: "What is the second solution?"

Hong Chengchou said: "The second method is to force it to pass now and arrive in Liaodong before winter. But this method also has a problem, that is, you will face the 100,000 Ming army led by Zhu Cixuan, and the outcome is unpredictable."

Dorgon looked at Hong Chengchou and said, "Which method Mr. Hong thinks is the best?"

Hong Chengchou said: "A slave is only responsible for making suggestions, and the real choice can naturally be left to the master."

Dorgon laughed.

A moment later, Dorgon looked at Hong Chengchou and said seriously: "Mr. Hong, if I really go back safely this time, your wish will come true."

Hong Chengchou was overjoyed and knelt down and kowtowed twice to Dorgon: "Thank you, my master!"

Looking at Hong Chengchou leaving, Dorgon was silent for a while and called his confidant.

"Didn't I have already said it before? I want to talk to the prince."

"Master, we have sent people to Beijing, but at that time Zhu Cilang went to Shanhaiguan."

"Then let's go now. Send someone to Gubeikou again and have a talk with the prince."

"Zhe! Master, what exactly do you want to talk about?"

"Just tell Zhu Cilang that I want to have an interview with him to see if he dares to come!"
Chapter completed!