Facing Huang Taiji, Daishan and others, Tang Gudai couldn't hold his head up.
But facing Dorgon, who had not yet gained momentum, Tang Gudai was not afraid at all.
"Dorgon, you can doubt me, but you can't doubt the warriors of Dajin. If there is nothing special about this Ming army, how can we, the warriors of Dajin, be annihilated?"
He was not afraid of Dorgon. Likewise, Dorgon had no fear of his fallen brother.
"Oh, my great golden warrior is naturally unparalleled in the world. But I am the one who leads the army..."
The implication is that A Min, Tang Gudai and others were all included. Of course, this also includes Turge, Chakara and others.
Huang Taiji frowned, sensing Dorgon's malice.
But now was the wrong time, so he could only endure it.
Huang Taiji knew very well that after Amin's death, his biggest opponent was Mang Gurtai.
If you attack Dorgon without solving Mang Gurtai, you will have to force the Dorgon brothers to Mang Gurtai's side.
Once they merge, Houjinke will split.
And since he ascended the throne, Dorgon has always been submissive. What would Daishan think if he attacked Dorgon without justifiable reasons?
Thinking of this, he decided to comfort Daishan first.
"Brother, my condolences."
Daishan's son Shuotuo also died under Qingshui Pass. The white-haired man gave away the black-haired man, but Daishan never recovered from his grief.
However, since he gave up the throne and chose to support Huang Taiji, one can imagine Daishan's state of mind.
He barely stabilized himself and asked, "Tang Gudai, what's so different about that group of Ming soldiers?"
Tang Gudai breathed a sigh of relief.
What he fears most is that Huang Taiji will punish him without asking. Now that I can speak, I can get rid of some connections.
"Great Khan, Great Beile, although this group of Ming soldiers are small in number, they have sharp weapons. Their fire blunderbuss cannot be defended against by our white-armored soldiers from a hundred steps away..."
"What did you say?"
"Is this true?"
Everyone in Houjin was shocked, and Huang Taiji stood up with a look of danger.
Instinctively, he felt that Tang Gudai was lying.
What kind of equipment is that for the white-armored soldiers?
Wearing chain mail inside, iron armor outside, and a layer of cotton armor in the middle. In the past, when fighting against the Ming army, even within twenty steps, the Ming army's firecrackers were powerless.
The result was the same when Hou Jin tried his own blunderbuss without cutting corners.
As a result, Tang Gudai now said that there is a firecracker that can penetrate the defense of the white-armored soldiers from a hundred steps away. What does this mean?
This means that Houjin's most core and most powerful armed force has lost its role.
Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Tang Gudai quickly produced evidence.
"When I broke through, I was followed by white-armored soldiers. I was killed by the Ming army's cannons before I could run too far. I knew the stakes were high, so I dragged the man back and was outside."
Huang Taiji immediately shouted: "Bring him in."
The weather in June was very hot. Even if Tang Gudai fled for his life, it would be more than ten days before he returned to Shenyang, so the body of the white-armored soldier had begun to rot.
However, at this time, senior Houjin officials ignored the stench of the rotting corpse and stepped forward to check on the injuries.
The effect is very obvious.
The wounds that penetrated the three layers of armor were so shocking that all the senior officials were terrified.
"Really...really unable to guard against it?"
Yue Tuo murmured to himself, feeling cold all over his body, and couldn't help but worry about the future war.
If the Ming army was equipped with such firecrackers, would they still be able to fight?
He was not very sad about the death of his younger brother Shuotuo.
The relationship between the two brothers is not very good. Yue Tuo is a die-hard loyalist of Huang Taiji's faction, while Shuo Tuo is close to Dorgon.
Haug suddenly thought of something and took off the armor himself, found the wound on the body, and dug it up with a dagger.
After a while, a lead bullet fell into his hand.
Hauge looked at it again and again, surprised and uncertain.
"Father, this lead bullet seems to be similar to the one that injured me."
At first Hauge thought he was injured accidentally, but after all he was a veteran on the battlefield. The more he thought about it after he returned, the more wrong he became. In particular, the people below were talking a lot, saying that the Ming army's artillery fire that night was really far-reaching, and he took it seriously.
His armor is of course the best, basically similar to that of the white-armored soldiers.
Upon hearing Tang Gudai's words, the two sides immediately compared each other.
Huang Taiji said nothing, focusing on the lead bullet that had already transformed.
He was thinking in his mind, since the Ming army has such powerful firecrackers, how should they fight in the future?
Ning Wan and I were hiding aside, but when I saw this, I couldn't help but speak.
"I wonder who the generals of this Ming army are?"
A group of people looked at each other and realized that they had overlooked a key issue.
They had been fighting in the capital for several months, but they had never encountered such a terrifying fire weapon. Only Hauge and Amin met, and one was injured and the other died.
The performance of the rest of the Ming army was as expected.
Therefore, it can be inferred that this group of Ming troops is relatively different.
But no one knew about the leading generals.
Hauge thought of something else and asked, "Tang Gudai, do you know the number of the Ming army?"
He didn't see the Ming army number that night, and was scolded by Huang Taiji when he came back.
But no matter what, he didn't have any close combat with this group of Ming troops that night, and it was late at night, so it made sense that he couldn't see the number.
Tang Gudai had fought hand-to-hand with the Ming army this time, so he couldn't still see clearly, right?
Tang Gudai's face turned bitter and he had to confess.
"This Ming army has very few flags. They only have one solid red flag with no markings on it. I really don't know what it is."
Huang Taiji's expression became even more exciting, but he also had an idea.
"Go and check. After killing Amin and so many golden warriors, it's impossible for Mingren to not publicize it. He will definitely know who this person is."
The people below took the order and left.
After such a period of time, Huang Taiji has figured out how to deal with the aftermath.
"Ten jins of gold, ten thousand taels of silver, ten thousand jins of grain, and more than a hundred horses of all kinds were allocated from Zhengbai Banner and sent to Haraqin as a token of condolences."
The Karaqin Mongolian tribes suffered heavy losses. If they were not compensated, they would not be disloyal.
Through this detour and knocking off the pass, Huang Taiji grasped the pulse of the Ming Dynasty and knew that this route was extremely important. To win over the various Mongolian tribes, no matter how much you pay, it is worth it.
In addition to the Mongols, the Han people also had to be appeased.
Huang Taiji is also very decisive.
"Carry the families of Bao Chengxian, Gao Hongzhong and Cao Zhenyan into the flag and let their children serve in the army."
Later generations have always believed that the Eight Banners of Manchuria were all Jurchens, but in fact this was not the case.
Since Nurhaci established the Eight Banners system, there have been Mongolians and Han people in the Eight Banners.
Although there are no Eight Banners of Mongolia and Eight Banners of Han Dynasty today, Huang Taiji's method of winning people's hearts is also extraordinary.
The families of Bao Chengxian, Gao Hongzhong, and Cao Zhenyan were directly carried into the Eight Banners, enjoying the same status as the Jurchens. It's hard to say that it gave the Liaodong Han people more thoughts, and I'm afraid they will work harder in the future.
Dorgon looked at Huang Taiji's decisiveness from the side and couldn't help but feel wary secretly, and became more and more submissive.
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Zuo Mengeng didn't know that he was being targeted by Hou Jin.
Even if he knew, he didn't care.
It's a matter of time. It doesn't matter if it's one day earlier or one day later.
Anyway, he is in Shandong and will not face Hou Jin directly for several years.
In addition to being busy training the army, he was also busy with his own marriage.
The Zuo and Xu families were interested in each other, and there were no surprises in the marriage proposal. Exchanging Geng Tie is just a matter of respecting customs and going through a process.
Nothing happened during the marriage negotiations, and both families were not short of money.
Zuofu prepared six magenta, one set of rings and one set of earrings. At the same time, it came with a betrothal gift, which was loaded into more than thirty carts, and was escorted by Zuo Yan to the capital.
Ten days later, Xu Mansion's return gift also arrived, and the formation was equally extraordinary.
The escort was a scribe in his fifties. But as soon as they signed up, everyone was shocked.
"I am the new governor of Denglai, Sun Chuyang."
Sun Yuanhua suddenly appeared in front of Zuo Mengeng, as the messenger of Xu Mansion's return gift.
The level of this concierge was a bit high, and Zuo Mengeng was so frightened that he almost jumped up.
"It was actually Mr. Huo Dong in person."
Zuo Mengeng held the courtesy of a junior and did not dare to neglect. At the same time, he hurriedly asked people to invite Qu Shichen and Zhang Jimeng.
In any case, Sun Yuanhua is a high-ranking official, and it would be disrespectful for local officials not to show up.
Sun Yuanhua was not serious, he came up and grabbed Zuo Mengeng's arm.
"My mentor praised you very much, saying that you are rare in the sky and nothing on the earth. I was curious and took the initiative to invite this job. Tell me, how did you kill five thousand Donglu in a formation?"
Since he was one of his own, Zuo Mengeng felt relaxed.
"Huo Donggong, please be patient..."
Sun Yuanhua was impatient.
"You are the grandson-in-law of my mentor. Why do we, our own family, need to meet outsiders? Just call me uncle."
Zuo Mengeng followed the good and followed the flow.
"Uncle, it's really hard for me to come all the way. Let's have a good rest first. My nephew should finish his work."
Only then did Sun Yuanhua remember that Zuo Mengeng had to accept the return gift from Xu Mansion.
His smile was very strange. He pulled Zuo Mengeng to a dense carriage and said pointedly: "Zhongheng, Xu Mansion has prepared a generous return gift this time. But what gift is the most precious? Nothing more than this. Guess what gift is here?"
Zuo Mengeng was dizzy.
Aren’t the betrothal gifts and return gifts already determined, so why are they still playing charades?
Just when he was hesitating whether to guess, the curtain of the carriage in front of him was lifted from the inside, revealing a face that was as beautiful as the sun and more charming than any other girl.
It is appropriate to be angry and happy, as if the West Lake is full of lotus in June, capturing the beauty of the south of the Yangtze River.
Zuo Mengeng was dumbfounded upon entering.
"You...why are you here?"
