Luke Dehun finally chose to camp in Hanwangzhai, five miles away from Ningjinbo.

This place was once the old nest of the giant gangster Han Sanjiu. Han Sanjiu was a famous bandit of Ningjinbo. During his heyday, there were tens of thousands of local thieves in the village. Later, the Qing army sent troops to wipe them out, and all bandits were executed, so the village was empty.

Unexpectedly, Luke Dehun led his army to fight this time, and the abandoned village was used again.

Although the village has been abandoned, its basic structure is still there, and it is not a problem to shelter from wind and rain.

The Qing army that went to the expedition was divided into two parts, the Manchu Zhenghuang Banner and the Inlaid Yellow Banner entered the village to rest. As for the remaining 20,000 Green Camp soldiers camped in the adjacent location outside the village.

As the head coach, Luke Dehun naturally lived in Juyi Hall, and the one who was by his side was Fan Wencheng, known as the first counselor of the Qing Dynasty.

"Has Mr. Beile thought about how to fight against Ming Thief?"

After a little settled down, Fan Wencheng asked tentatively.

In his opinion, Luke Dehun is an uncarved piece of jade. He needs to be told what to do and what to do to maximize the development of jade.

The descendants of the Aisin Jueluo family are all warlike and strong, and there is no difference between Luke Dehun, Nurhaci, Huang Taiji, and Dorgon.

However, after all, Luke Dehun has never led his troops to fight alone. If he is not experienced, he will inevitably talk about the war on paper.

What Fan Wencheng needs to do is to let Luke Dehun make the most correct and reasonable choice.

"Of course, it's a hedging hedge that is upright!"

Luke Dehun said without hesitation with a wave of his hand.

In his opinion, the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry is invincible in the world. Unlike the harassing tactics of the Mongolian cavalry, the Eight Banners Cavalry prefers direct hedging.

The two yellow flags led by Luke Dehun this time are the elite among the Eight Banners, and they are brave and good at fighting.

Wouldn't it be too stupid to not use the hedging tactics that the Eight Banners Army is best at this time?

Who knew that as soon as Luke Dehun finished speaking, Fan Wencheng shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that Gao Jie was prepared for a long time. I heard that Gao Jie is very good at setting ambush. What should I do if I lure Mr. Beile to charge?"

"Benberger never thought about this. Please teach me Mr. Fan."

Lukedehun's eyebrows were twisted together.

In his opinion, the war is just done, and there are no such twists and turns.

Setting an ambush? He really never thought about it.

Fan Wencheng sighed in his heart, Alas, Luke Dehun is still too young.

He has many problems with young people.

It is absolutely impossible to underestimate the enemy and advance rashly.

"Master Beile can send a vanguard army to test it. If Wufu Wupu leads the army forward again."

Fan Wencheng paused for a moment and continued, "Gao Jie was born as a bandit. He has been with the giant thief Li Zicheng for many years. He has many tricks. Master Beile must be careful."

He said everything he could say, and the rest was up to Lukedhun to think about it himself.

Whether you can become a famous general depends on your understanding.

People with good understanding can absorb good strategies to the greatest extent and turn them into their own things.

The best descendant of Aisin Gioro who does this is Huang Taiji.

In terms of personal courage, Huang Taiji is not as good as Mangguertai. In terms of qualifications, Huang Taiji is not as good as Daishan. In terms of strength, Huang Taiji is not as good as the three brothers Dorgon, Duoduo and Ajige.

But Huang Taiji was able to firmly sit in the Khan position, kill Mangourtai, suppress the three brothers Dorgon, Dodo and Ajige, making Dai Shan willingly bow down and surrender, and his strategy is worthy of admiration.

Even Dorgon, known as the "smart king", is far inferior to Huang Taiji in this regard.

The gap here is even more obvious when it comes to Luke Dehun, the fourth generation descendant of Aisin Gioro family.

Fan Wencheng hopes that this gap will not be reflected in the command of the front line.

After all, now is a critical period for the Qing Dynasty to compete for the world, and several major wars may affect the overall situation.

"Well, Mr. Fan's words are reasonable, it is best to be careful when leading troops outside."

Luke Dehun nodded slightly and smiled at Fan Wencheng.

He has lofty ambitions and ambitions. This time he was ordered by the Regent to lead the troops to fight, and he must show his talent and strategy.

When the two were having a good chat, someone suddenly came to report that a very strange army was found a few miles outside the Hanwang Village.

The soldiers of this army all had their heads shaved, and they looked no different from the monk from a distance.

"Mr. Fan, where did this army emerge from?"

Luke Dehun was not in a hurry to express his opinions, but was the first to think of Fan Wencheng, which was enough to show his importance to Fan Wencheng.

Fan Wencheng twisted his beard and said with a whisper: "There must be a monster when things happen. According to the nu, this monk army is mostly related to the Ming thief."

Lukede shook his whole body and said, "Mr. Fan means that this monk army is dressed as a Ming thief? What do they do when they dress up as monks?"

Fan Wencheng felt extremely disappointed when he heard this.

He suppressed the contempt in his heart and explained to Luke Dehun with a pleasant face: "The slaves did not say that these monks were dressed by Ming Jun. After all, what the southerners value most is their clothes and hair. Letting them shave their heads and pretend to be monks is even more uncomfortable than killing them."

"Hmph, it's all old customs."

Lukede snorted disdainfully.

Fan Wencheng continued: "But this matter must be related to the Ming thief. There must be monks under the Qing Dynasty, but so many of them will not suddenly appear. Master Beile might as well think about it. The southerners do not shave their hair and play monks, so who would be willing to do such things?"

"A man who has shaved his hair?"

Under Fan Wencheng's guidance, Luke Dehun finally realized the truth.

He patted his bare head and laughed: "It is convenient for people who have already shaved their hair to play a monk, and there will be no awkwardness."

"Beller is wise."

Fan Wencheng gave a flatterer without a trace and said: "Under the Qing Dynasty, no matter who you are, you have to shave your head, and generals and soldiers are no exception. If the slaves are not wrong, most of these monks are the Henan Green Camp Army that surrendered to the high thieves."

Lukede smiled coldly and said, "These gangs of harassed dogs actually surrendered to Gao Zhe. Benbele wants to kill them all!"

Fan Wencheng's heart was still beating when he heard this, as if he was not a Han person.

After Lukede was angry, Fan Wencheng paused and said, "Don't be angry first, it's not too late to take action after you have figured out the purpose of these people."

Fan Wencheng has always been a habit of seeking stability. He does not make any moves easily, but once he makes a move, it is a sign of a storm coming.

"Well, Ben Baylor was too excited."

Lukede smiled at Fan Wencheng and then ordered: "Send one hundred people to investigate quickly. How many people are there in this monk army? Where can I find out clearly? Report it to Benbeile."

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Chapter completed!