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"A slap in the face?"

Liu Heng merely smiled dismissively at Qianlong's cryptic remarks.

This is clearly a desperate act.

Given the current situation, Dorgon doesn't even have the courage to resist. What can he use to slap Dorgon in the face?

Do you think you can use your Emperor Qianlong's words?

At that very moment, Dorgon's actions within the sky dealt another fatal blow to Qianlong.

He dispatched all his remaining troops, making it clear that he was determined to fight Liu Bang to the death and decide the outcome of the battle.

But it was obvious to anyone with eyes that he had not assigned any of his personal guards to participate in any of the attacks.

Those with an omniscient perspective could easily see that Dorgon intended to create even greater chaos in the entire battle.

This was done to buy themselves a chance to escape.

After all, even if they were to flee, they would still need money and food; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

Only by creating chaos could he have a chance to escape the battlefield with some of the grain he had seized from the Shun army.

"Don't run away like that."

"Stop running like the hell!"

Qianlong muttered to himself, Dorgon's current preparations were undoubtedly to slap his already swollen face a few more times.

He had previously boasted that the Qing army was unparalleled in the world, but when his 30,000 troops faced Xiang Yu's 1,000 Jiangdong soldiers, they lost their commander almost immediately and fell into chaos, becoming like headless flies.

The Prince Zhong, who had always boasted of being both a scholar and a warrior, had at this moment become a cowardly rat who only knew how to escape and how to bring more food and supplies on the way.

"I'm making this clear: if he does anything that satisfies me in the slightest, I will forgive and forget everything."

"But if he only knows how to run away and only knows fear in the challenges ahead, then don't blame me for not remembering his good deeds!"

"Even though Dorgon played a crucial role in enabling our Great Qing to enter the Central Plains, he has now completely disgraced our Great Qing!"

"He fought for it all, and now he's thrown it all away. So, it's alright for me to take back all his rewards and honors, isn't it?"

Emperor Qianlong made these remarks not only to persuade his ministers, but also partly out of genuine feeling.

He genuinely hoped that Dorgon could do something in this challenge.

Even if we can't salvage all our dignity, we should at least help the Qing Dynasty preserve its last shred of honor!

Unfortunately, the expectations of the officials below were enough to answer the question, even without the help of those outside the canopy.

At this point, wouldn't it be asking the impossible to expect Dorgon to do anything?

If he could have been a match for Xiang Yu, how could he have suffered such a crushing defeat?

They've lost over 100,000 troops. What can they expect him to do with the remaining one or two thousand personal guards and those surrendered soldiers?

Your Majesty, you might as well hope that Xiang Yu is killed by a stray arrow on the battlefield!

"I know what you're all thinking. You all believe that Dorgon is no match for Xiang Yu, right?"

"Yes, I can see it now too. He has lost the courage to even face Xiang Ji, let alone defeat him."

"So when I said I hoped he could do something, it wasn't directed at Xiang Ji."

"If he can break through any of the various armies in this battle, I will still consider him a loyal prince of my Great Qing!"

Emperor Qianlong felt he had been magnanimous enough.

If it were in his old temper, he would have stripped Dorgon of his title and exiled his entire family long ago.

The fact that I've managed to hold my nose and watch this far shows that my patience is about to reach its limit.

"Well, it's not like there's no chance."

Fuheng thought about it and realized that if he could choose any of the troops in the arena, there was indeed one that Dorgon could fight and had a chance to win against!

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianlong's face immediately lit up with joy.

"Oh? Minister Fu, do you think Prince Zhong still has a chance to turn the tide?"

The form of address changed back immediately.

"It is almost impossible to completely reverse the situation."

Fu Heng shook his head slightly.

"From the moment those 30,000 soldiers were lost, he never had another chance to turn the tables on Xiang Yu."

"Of course, even if he personally leads the troops, the outcome will not change much; on the contrary, it will cut off his chance to escape."

"However, if Your Majesty only hopes that he can break through a certain blockade, then there is still a chance."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianlong was somewhat disappointed, but he quickly adjusted his mindset.

If we can break through one side's encirclement and achieve some results, it's still acceptable.

At least they retained the last shred of dignity, like their underwear!

"Then, Minister Fu, which side do you think Prince Zhong has the best chance of breaking through?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Heng reached out and pointed to the smallest image on the sky.

Upon seeing the direction he was pointing, Qianlong's face darkened again.

Zhang Xianzhong!?

Zhang Xianzhong, who boasted an army of 100,000, actually had eight or nine out of ten fall ill after leaving Sichuan, leaving less than 10,000 capable of fighting.

Rather than saying he was blocking them, it would be more accurate to say he was an unlucky guy who was passively dragged into the battle by Han Xin!

Although this unfortunate fellow was happy to join the battle, breaking through his encirclement would leave him with far too little skin!

"Aren't there any other options?"

Emperor Qianlong was unwilling to accept this.

Could you please give him a new pair of underwear from the Qing Dynasty?

"Other options?"

"The Han Emperor Liu Bang has been locked in a stalemate for so long. It would be as difficult as climbing to heaven to break through him in a short period of time."

"As for going in the direction of Han Xin, that would not be a breakthrough, but rather walking into a trap."

"Of the remaining choices, Prince Zhong has two options: Zhang Xianzhong or Xiang Yu. What do you think he will choose?"

It is obvious that Xiang Yu is out of the question; Zhang Xianzhong would never choose him, even if it meant his death.

So, that really only leaves Zhang Xianzhong.

Just as Fuheng was explaining in detail, Dorgon inside the sky finally made his decision.

Between two evils, choose the lesser; he truly had no chance of winning against troops in other directions.

It wasn't that he chose Zhang Xianzhong; it was that he had no other options!

"Have you finished the statistics?"

"How many soldiers and how much food do we have left? And how much silver has been stored in the camp during this period?"

After making his choice, Dorgon did not rush to act.

All preparations now are very important.

After all, once we leave this place, it won't be so easy to get this much money and food again.

"There are less than 1,400 brothers left. If we carry all the provisions, we should be able to carry enough for half a year."

"If we want to bring more silver, we probably won't be able to bring much food."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as we can break through the encirclement, we can plunder along the way. Although we may not be able to get any grain, two sheep will definitely be enough to feed us for a long time!"

The guards below had already started taking stock of these things the moment they learned that Dorgon was going to lead them to escape.

Now, all these plans have been finalized.

How much he takes and how much he loses is up to Dorgon's own choice.