Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 160 Chapter 160, the British public proposed to attack, and Zhu Cihong made a shocking suggestion
Beijing City.

Zhu Cihong stared at the big city full of historical details in front of him, and couldn't help expressing emotion.

"If you can stay in the capital every day with nothing to do, it would be great to be a leisurely prince."

The time travel that Zhu Cihong had imagined was supposed to be about inventing something every day, picking up a beautiful girl, and teaching a few villains a lesson.

I didn't expect that good fortune would trick people, but now that they travel through time, they are fighting every day.

Li Guozhen on the side laughed and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, after Li Zicheng is destroyed and Jiannu is expelled, His Highness will naturally be able to relax in the capital every day."

Zhu Cihong shrugged his shoulders, and said: "The ideal is beautiful, I hope it can be realized as soon as possible. Alright, hurry up and go to the palace to deal with the emperor."

In the imperial study room, Chongzhen looked at Zhu Cihuang and Li Guozhen with smiles on his face: "Good, very good. You two defeated Li Zicheng and kept the peace in the south of the capital. You are the heroes of Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Cihong and Li Guozhen are naturally modest.

Chongzhen praised the two of them a few words, and then his face became serious: "Under normal circumstances, I would naturally help you two to hold a celebration banquet, but you also know the situation of Daming now. So let’s settle other things now and let’s celebrate together then!”

Hearing this, Zhu Cilang's heart moved slightly, knowing that Chongzhen should say some troublesome things next.

Sure enough, Chongzhen quickly took out Zuo Liangyu's memorial and asked Wang Chengen to pass it to Zhu Cihong.

Zhu Cihong took a look, and then couldn't help frowning: "Father, is this Zuo Liangyu crazy, and dare to threaten the court? Please rest assured, Father, after driving away Jiannu, the son will be the first to go Kill this Zuo Liangyu."

The most important source of supplies for Daming is Jiangnan, and Zuo Liangyu is currently the army closest to Jiangnan. If the logistics base in Jiangnan is occupied by Zuo Liangyu, it is absolutely unacceptable.

Chongzhen sighed, and said: "This Zuo Liangyu is indeed a wolf with ambition, I should have seen through him long ago. But now that Zhang Xianzhong is suddenly going east and fighting Zuo Liangyu in Hubei, there shouldn't be any problems for a while. Right now, I think we should settle the issue of building slaves first."

Zhu Cihong nodded slightly, and said, "Father, do you have any thoughts?"

Chongzhen was a little dazed by Zhu Cihuang's question, and it took several seconds before he explained dumbfoundingly: "What I want to hear more now is your thoughts."

Only then did Zhu Cihong understand, and said with a smile: "My son, um. My son has just come back, and I haven't understood the whole situation of the battle, so I don't have a good idea for a while. However, my son thinks that it should be the best way to concentrate the main force and fight against the Manchus. A way out."

Li Guozhen was also gearing up on the side, saying: "Your Highness is right. Your Majesty, I feel that these Jian slaves are so arrogant that they dare to invade Shanxi. This time, we must give them a head-on blow, otherwise they will definitely intensify in the future."

Chongzhen was silent for a moment, and said: "I really have the same thoughts, Duke Ying, what do you think?"

After all, this matter is of great importance, so Chongzhen also specially sent someone to call the British Duke back from the front line.

The Duke of England has been listening quietly, until this time he said: "Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that it is actually not a good idea to take the initiative to attack the slaves."

When the British Duke said these words, everyone present was stunned.

Chongzhen looked at Duke Ying in disbelief, and said, "Mr. Ying, what do you mean?"

As the most prestigious general in Ming Dynasty, the British Duke actually disagreed with launching a counterattack against Shanxi?

The British Duke sighed and said: "Your Majesty, it is very difficult for us to attack Shanxi. We have to cross the entire Taihang Mountains, and we are facing great pressure on supplies. Moreover, we don't know where Jiannu is on the Taihang Mountains. How many garrisons and eyes and ears are there, if Jiannu wants to attack us halfway? There are too many places to ambush."

Chongzhen said very unhappily: "Do I just watch Shanxi fall into the hands of Jiannu and then do nothing? How do you want me to explain to the people of the world!"

Britain is fair: "Your Majesty has misunderstood. What the old minister means is that it is better to send an army directly from Zhangjiakou to the north to cut off the connection between the main force of slavery and Liaodong. In this way, the main force of slavery must panic, or We will choose to withdraw from Shanxi to counterattack Zhangjiakou, or choose to cross the Taihang Mountains directly to attack the capital. But no matter which one is, we can deal with it calmly, and it is worse than crashing into the Taihang Mountains where the situation is completely unknown. Strong."

After the British prince finished speaking, everyone present fell into deep thought.

In fact, everyone can understand the meaning of the British Duke, but they feel that the Taihang Mountains are indeed too steep, and there are too many opportunities for the army to be caught by the Manchus along the way.

Therefore, it is necessary to open up the battlefield in other directions and force the Manchu Qing to take the initiative.

Li Guozhen's eyes lit up, and said: "This is indeed a good way. If Jiannu chooses to take the initiative to attack, then those who cross the Taihang Mountains will become Jiannu, and those who need to bear the risk of crossing will also change from Daming to Jiannu army. The initiative can fall into the hands of our Da Ming."

Hearing this, Chongzhen relaxed his brows, and said, "It seems to be a good idea. What do you think, Honger?"

Zhu Cihong stroked his chin and was thinking. His eyes looked back and forth at Ying Yinggong and Li Guozhen, and after a while, he showed a clear expression.

Zhu Cihong said: "Father, in fact, my son also has some other ideas."

Chongzhen said: "Then tell me and listen."

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Cihong walked to the huge map of Ming Dynasty hanging on the wall of the imperial study room, pointed and explained.

"Father, please see, Jiannu attacked Shanxi from Liaodong this time, and their supply line was very long, so the British Lord proposed to attack from Zhangjiakou. However, there is actually another problem here, that is, after leaving the Great Wall from Zhangjiakou, there is the Monan Grassland. Our Ming Dynasty's control over the grassland is very weak, and Da Ming also lacks enough cavalry to fight on the grassland. Searching for traces of the enemy and fighting on the Internet, this will make us passive."

Chongzhen couldn't help being a little disappointed when he heard the words: "So, Zhangjiakou's attack is actually not the best policy?"

Zhu Cihong nodded.

Chongzhen sighed: "Then I really have no choice but to become slaves, and can only watch Dorgon invade Shanxi?"

When speaking, Chongzhen's tone was full of unwillingness.

Zhu Cilang said with a smile: "Of course not. In fact, my son has another plan, which may be more useful than the British Duke's plan."

Chongzhen hurriedly said: "Which plan? Tell me quickly!"

Zhu Cilang said: "Looking at the current situation, it is indeed a very risky and logistically stressful choice to take the initiative to cross the Taihang Mountains to Shanxi to fight Jiannu, so we must find a way to transfer Jiannu out of Shanxi. Wrong. The key question is, after transferring Jiannu, where is the battlefield we choose to fight against Jiannu? The Monan Grassland outside Zhangjiakou is an option, but it is not the best choice. The real best choice, should be……"

Zhu Cihong's fingers moved all the way on the map, and finally stopped at one of the places: "...here."

All eyes followed Zhu Cihong's fingers, and then saw a city on the map.

Its name is Shengjing, which is the current capital of the Qing Dynasty!

(End of this chapter)