Trinity 1 General Battle

It's not that Qian Yue is conservative, but that he lacks military strength.

He only has a military force of 12,000 soldiers, so it is not easy to intercept the Tatars' return. After all, the hundreds of thousands of Tatar soldiers and horses will definitely put huge pressure on Jinzhou once they are defeated and flee in droves.

His duty is to guard Jinzhou. It is impossible for him to abandon his duty and attack Liaoyang. He knew very well Ying Yi's strategy - to kill and injure the Tatars' vitality first, and nothing else.

For Qian Yue, the importance of occupying Liaoyang was far less important than intercepting the Tatars' elite troops.

As long as the Tatar elite soldiers are wiped out, Liaoyang will be a meal on the plate, which is not a big deal. If the effective forces of the Tatars cannot be wiped out, even if Liaoyang is captured, the Tatars will still have a breath of life. Which one is more important can be known at a glance.

This matter is feasible, but Qian Yue can only send 3,000 soldiers and horses at most, but no more is possible. As for defrauding the city, Qian Yue had no expectations at all. If Wu Sangui's soldiers could deceive the Tatar capital, wouldn't the Tatars have too much trust in the traitors?

What's more, at such a critical moment? The battle for national destiny!

So internal response is particularly important. With internal agents, not only is it easy to break the city, but as far as Qian Yue is concerned, if Zu Dashou can hook up a group of traitors and turn them into internal agents, with the power those traitors have established in the heart of the Tatars over the years, they may be able to suppress Liaoyang. Works wonders.

Liaoyang is the capital of the Tatars. At least half of the millions of Tatars live there. If Qian Yue sent only 3,000 people, plus Wu Yinglin's 8,000 people, it would be a mere 10,000 people, and they would not be able to suppress them at all. Instead, they will be dragged into the quagmire.

Wu Yinglin knew the meaning of Qian Yue's words very well and said: "Please rest assured, general, there should be a plan in place. Occupying Liaoyang is not the goal."

"Oh?" Qian Yue suddenly thought: "Oh."

Understood.

"Are you going to capture and kill the Tatar royal family?" he said.

Wu Yinglin bowed and expressed admiration: "General, you are wise!"

"If so, the feasibility is huge." Qian Yue thought for a while: "Forget it, I will dispatch three thousand soldiers and horses to go to Liaoyang with you. Youzu Dashou is an internal response, not for occupation, but for capturing and killing the Tatar chieftain's family, Yi Ye .”

"Thank you, General!"

...

At Sanshan Camp, Dorgon woke up in the middle of the night with a cold feeling behind him.

He put on a single coat and walked out. He saw the bright moon in the sky. The moonlight was like mist, making it extremely hazy.

"It's almost August 15th, right? During the Mid-Autumn Festival of the Han people, the bright moon is indeed hanging high." He suddenly thought with a thought in his heart.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival reunion of the Han people is as complete as the full moon. But now I am so scared that I can't sleep in the middle of the night." Dorgon sighed: "In my dream, my mother screamed and my eyes were dripping with blood. It's not a good sign."

He was awakened by the nightmare and felt hesitant in his heart.

"The Xia thieves send out troops every day, but only 3,000 of them are there. They attack the Four Strongholds without any purpose, which is clearly suspected of training troops. The Xia thieves have only been rising for two years. Although the sun is flying in the sky, they may not have enough foundation. They must be new after the Ming Dynasty is destroyed. Recruiting horses really requires training with blood and fire.”

After thinking about this, Dorgon showed a self-deprecating look: "I didn't expect that my elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty would now become someone else's training tool. It's really sad."

"He stood still. He clearly had other concerns. What was it?" Dorgon's thoughts were spinning and it was difficult to understand.

He never thought that Ying Yi would like to catch them all in one fell swoop. I thought that it was simply impossible to capture all the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in one fell swoop.

He didn't even know that Ying Yi's main target was the 70,000 full Eight Banners of Sanshan Camp.

But Dorgon still felt the crisis.

It is no lie to say that it is difficult to dismount from a tiger. In initiating the battle for national destiny, Dorgon identified the weakness of Ying Yi, who had just started to gain momentum and had insufficient foundation. He deeply knows that time is not friendly to him. The Qing Dynasty has developed to this stage. If it wants to continue to grow, it can only go south. If Ying Yi was not defeated, the Qing Dynasty would have no chance. But once it is delayed, when Ying Yi sweeps across China and holds the power of tens of millions of people, the Qing Dynasty will have no chance.

"What are the Xia thieves waiting for?" Dorgon thought repeatedly: "Could it be the war in the north? Yes, the Tatars should not be underestimated after all."

"But Ama and his brother have suppressed them many times. Now if the Tatars use all their strength, they can still gather a hundred thousand troops. One hundred thousand is not a small number. Shanhaiguan can't stop 30,000 troops. It seems that they have deployed along the north. There are quite a few troops, probably waiting for the battle report over there...waiting for victory?"

"Once the Tatars are defeated, the Xia thieves can gather all their forces and fight me decisively. This is what I thought."

Dorgon was slightly certain in his heart: "We can't wait for him to gather his troops. Five days at most, three days at least. If there is no news from the Tatars, I will fight him decisively."

After standing under the moonlight for a long time, Dorgon sighed, deciding the fate of his family was about to happen. Although he had made a plan, he couldn't control the anxiety in his heart.

He couldn't help but miss Mingting and Chongzhen. How great would it be if we were still Ming Ting?

"Why do the Han people always have heroes every time when their country is destroyed?"

Such thoughts gradually arise and then dissipate.

Shanhaiguan, August 14th. In the morning, Ying Yi had breakfast and patrolled the city. By noon, many military reports came to his hands one after another.

"Is there any movement among the Tatars in Sanshanying?"

Ying Yi looked at a military report in his hand and felt slightly refreshed: "The Tatars are showing signs of mobilization. It seems that Dorgon is also preparing for a decisive battle."

Putting down the military report, Ying Yi thought: "I wonder what date Dorgon planned?"

Ying Yi was very aware of Dorgon's dilemma, but he was certain that Dorgon would not retreat easily. How can the battle for the fate of the country be something that can come and go at a moment's notice? This is not tourism.

Once he retreats, it will not only have a huge blow to the morale of his family, but it will also be an indelible stain on Dorgon himself. Once he retreats and returns to Liaoyang, Dorgon will definitely face an attack from the leader of the Eight Banners. By then, he, the regent, may not be able to sit still.

There is only strong support, only war, and it is difficult to advance or retreat, but for Dorgon, there is actually only one way to go.

At this point, the offensive and defensive momentum was out of place.

"Someone is coming."

Ying Yi called out, and Zhang Si opened the door and entered: "Your Majesty!"

Ying Yi said: "Call Zhu Bingkun and others."

"Here!"

Not long after, Zhu Bingkun and other generals arrived.

Ying Yi said: "The Tatars have made some movements, and I'm afraid they have the intention of a decisive battle. But how can I make them get what they want? The initiative is in my hands. All the generals will go down immediately and make preparations. If there is no news from Qian Yue today, Send troops to attack at night!"

Said: "Now make specific tactical arrangements."

He pulled out a map: "The main target is the Tatar headquarters of Sanshan Camp. There are 70,000 Tatars. With Sanshan Camp as the center, they have established six large camps. The defense is airtight. But it doesn't matter. , It’s just a strong attack, we’re not afraid of him defending, just afraid he’ll run away.”

"The Sanshan Camp is located between three mountains. Although the mountains are not high, they are also barriers. There are three roads between the three mountains. I divided my troops into three routes and surrounded them."

"There are only 18,000 people in Guanli, leaving 3,000 to guard Guancheng. The remaining 15,000 people. I will lead 3,000 personal guards on one side, and Zhu Bingkun will lead the other two groups. I don't care how to attack them."

Ying Yi pointed at Sanshanying's route to the east and said, "I'll take a detour to cut off their retreat."

He added: "I'll invite Zhenren Zhang and Zhenren Wang to accompany the army later. There are strange people in the Tatars, so we must be on guard. Governor Zhu, remember not to be careless."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bingkun hesitated for a moment, stood up and bowed: "Your Majesty, the two masters, King Zhang, can follow you."

Ying Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "It's up to you. That's it."

Then he called the generals and said: "This battle is mainly about killing the Tatars. Kill as many as you can, don't hesitate. But don't be stubborn. If you can't be trapped, you can let go of a line and surround two columns. Left and right. There should be no problem over there in Jinzhou, even if the Tatars run away, they won't be able to get far."