The north wind whistled by, and in the early morning, a layer of white frost was everywhere on the banks of the Baishui River.

Although Guanzhong is surrounded by Qinling Mountains, it has always been well protected, but under the lingering of the entire Little Glacier climate, it is not much stronger than outside.

In front of the Qing army, among the flying flags, Dorgon took Dodo and several confidants to a high platform to check the defense arrangements of Dashun Kingdom at close range.

At this time, from his perspective, you can clearly see that with the Baishui River as the boundary, the Dashun Army's formation was full of continuous gullies and earth walls, with seven or eight lines of defense among them, and you can hardly see the end at a glance.

Moreover, each fortification is not a "direct connection", but is layered, intertwined and mutually supporting, just like a maze.

Every once in a while, there is a central point with many turret positions around it, which is for a battle group.

The various central points seem to be unrelated and have a certain degree of division and boundaries, but if a fight really happens, Dorgon understands very well that these points can be connected quickly.

This also made Dorgon hate his teeth for a while!

These mud legs don’t learn good things, but this kind of “gou” that is so tight that it’s learned from Xu Changqing!

Especially the Dashun Army had many flowering bullets at this time. Although they imitated many of them in the Qing Dynasty, no one was sure of fighting in such a strong position.

"Brother, the situation is not very good!"

Next to him, Duoduo was also a little gasping for a moment and said very cautiously.

Over the years of polishing, Duoduo has matured a lot, and while his whole body is more heroic, he has also added a lot of calmness.

At this time, although they still had a great glory on the surface, since the Battle of Shanhaiguan, even if they later changed to the little emperor of Shunzhi, they still did not recover much.

Duoduo understood very well that this war at this time directly concerns the destiny of the Qing Dynasty, and even more directly concerns the core interests of the two brothers.

If you suffer too much loss, Duoduo is not stupid. How can you not remember it?

Dorgon ignored Duoduo, pondered for a long time, and turned to Hong Chengchou not far away: "Hong Qing, what do you think?"

Hong Chengchou also frowned tightly, and did not rush to speak, but focused on thinking.

At this time, he completely turned to Dorgon, and had been promoted to the Minister of War of the Qing Dynasty. At the same time, he was also appointed as the Prince Taibao and the Right Deputy Chief Inspector, and was already at the top of the ministers.

Although this result is a combination of multiple factors, Hong Chengchou's adaptability is far beyond that of ordinary people. He has already taken deep roots in this position and has long since put his butt on his back.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Regent, the bandits are extremely stable. They are... going to force us to go out the cavalry and go deep into the hinterland to fight that! I heard that Li Zicheng and others used the land to be granted as a reward to encourage their soldiers and soldiers' morale. In my opinion, the bandits' original intention is to fight us, but to drag us here and consume that..."

Dorgon frowned and glanced at Hong Chengchou. Hong Chengchou hurriedly lowered his head humbly.

He looked at Sony, Fan Wencheng beside him, and Ning Wan and others who had just been recovered. Their faces were extremely stern, but they did not dare to talk much.

"call."

Dorgon couldn't help but breathe a long breath of turbid air, and he couldn't help but want to have an attack, but Calm Calm forced him to suppress the irritable anger in his heart.

Hong Chengchou is still available.

If it were Sony and others, they would definitely not dare to say so clearly.

At this time, they didn't even dare to use this to attack Hong Chengchou and criticize him for being negative. It can be imagined how nervous everyone was at this time...

no way.

Even though the Qing Dynasty still looked high at this time, the "golden body" was on the verge of destruction.

This is like a pack of wolves on the prairie. When the wolf king is strong, there are countless followers, but after several consecutive failed hunting, everyone must make a living

Who can have no other thoughts in his mind?

Since Li Zicheng had set up this formation at this time, he was clearly not afraid of their cavalry from the Qing Dynasty going deep into the depths.

Mainly, the Dashun Army is different from the Model Army.

Due to its inherent disadvantage, the model army was basically dominated by infantry and the cavalry was almost tiny. This made the Qing army faced the model army with 70% or 80% of them. Even if they could not defeat it, there was no big problem to retreat.

However, the composition of the Dashun Army was extremely complicated, including old horse thieves and old bastards. Their cavalry's combat effectiveness was still very strong.

If there was a change of battlefield, the warriors of the Qing Dynasty would definitely not be afraid, but Dorgon was not sure about the home court of the Dashun Kingdom in this hinterland of Qinchuan.

It’s not that he is afraid that the real Manchu warriors can’t beat the elite cavalry of the Dashun Army. He will definitely do it, as long as he is willing to invest in it.

The key is... Once the real Manchu suffers a lot of casualties, even if it wins in the end, what can we use to suppress these Han army flag slaves who are like wolves and tigers?

Wu Sangui, Bai Guangen, Tang Tong, Kong Youde, Shang Kexi and others looked more obedient than dogs at this time, but once the Qing Dynasty was exposed, they were timid...

Even if you use your butt, you can think of Dorgon, you can think of that kind of consequence!

Not to mention, on the waists of the Qing Dynasty, there was Xu Changqing's hungry wolf!

but!

Things are already like this, dragging, ink, and putting on one's face is definitely not a solution!

Even though the food and grass in Dashun Country are very thin at this time, what can these miscellaneous things be done? With the guidance of land, the "two-legged yam soup" may soon become a delicacy.

Mainly, the Qing Dynasty was not rich at this time...

Dorgon couldn't help but pace back and forth a little irritated, and soon looked at Hong Chengchou again: "Hong Qing, do you have a way to defeat the enemy?"

Hong Chengchou knew that this thing could not be avoided, and Dorgon's silence just now also gave him a lot of confidence. He said for a moment: "Regent, in the opinion of the minister, we should do it as a test at this time? Touch it first and polish the thief's spirit..."

The two looked at each other and saw Hong Chengchou immediately lowered his head humbly. Dorgon's eyes lit up, and he had already captured his meaning. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Hong Qing is aware. Then, follow the original plan and send troops!"

"twitter!"

...

"Woo~~Woo~~."

Soon, there were continuous horns inside and outside the Qing army camp. Tens of thousands of Han slaves who had been preparing for a long time were driven out like flocks of sheep. They carried sand bags one by one and carefully began to come to the Dashun Army position along the frozen river.

"Emperor, they are here. The first one is Bai Guangen and Monk Tang Tong Kexi."

On the high platform in the Dashun Army formation, Li Zicheng, Song Xiance, Liu Zongmin and others had long been watching the movements of the Qing army.

After fighting with the Model Army, this strategic platform with low cost but excellent results has become the standard for each army.

After learning from the experience and advantages of the Model Army, the Dashun Army improved it. Each platform was equipped with several eye-catching hands to ensure that the enemy's movements could be grasped at the first time.

At this time, behind countless Han slaves, the flags of several Qing troops had just been lit out, and were discovered by the lookout hand and quickly summarized into the central army.

Song Xiance narrowed his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, the wind was very cold last night, and the ice on the river surface should have frozen, so I may not be able to start."

Li Zicheng nodded slowly, but suddenly smiled: "It's okay to freeze, let them come over. Didn't Dorgon want to see what they are doing? Let him take a good look later!"

Song Xiance was stunned, and instantly understood what Li Zicheng meant, and nodded with a smile.

Liu Zongmin was slightly confused and wanted to say something, but hesitated for a while, but in the end he still didn't say it.

He still looked very trusted by Li Zicheng at this moment, but since he was a stone, Li Zicheng seemed to have grasped the military power of each unit. Although he had not deprived him of Mr. Liu's army for the time being, he had not yet deprived him of Mr. Liu's army.

Truth, that kind of wariness has been revealed.

At this time, it was such an important juncture, and Liu Zongmin also learned to be greedy and not be the first to be a leader.

Soon, tens of thousands of Han slaves were driven away like ants, carrying sand and soil bags across the river, trying to fill the fortifications of the Dashun Army by the river.

In fact, with the current strength of the Dashun Army, they are fully capable of blowing up the river. They have made many arrangements last night.

But at this time Li Zicheng did not choose to do so, and his intention was obvious.

"Open fire!"

"Open fire!"

"Open the fire..."

Poor to these Han slaves who were plundered by the Qing army from all over Shanxi, the Dashun Army's flowering bullets opened fire before they could even arrive in front of the first trench of the Dashun Army behind the river bank.

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish..."

In this slightly gloomy morning, it seemed like a large meteor shower covering the sky and the sun passed by, and it instantly bloomed.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

In the terrifying flowering bullets, even though these poor Han slaves had already undergone a certain amount of training and were lying on the ground, they were still like fallen leaves swept up by the autumn wind, and were startled with a wail of cry and screaming. Countless fresh blood soon swelled on the white and stiff mud ground in the heat.

This is just the beginning!

"Swoosh swish swish swish..."

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The flowering bullets of the Dashun Army were quite mature at this time. After one round, they almost stopped and the other round was pressed up again.

"ah--"

"Help, help."

"Master, my dear, I don't want to die yet..."

Poor these tragic Han slaves, even if they crawl on the cold mud, they can't stop this terrifying power and become living targets.

Most of them are thin-clothed. Even if the flowering bullet is far away from them, any one of them will fall into their bodies, which will be devastating consequences.

In just a few minutes, the entire battlefield quickly turned into a hell on earth, and the rich smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder continued to soar into the sky.

Even God dared not watch this scene again. It hid deeper in the clouds, and suppressed the entire world even more gloomy.
To be continued...