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Chapter 538 Unhappy Retribution
Daishan thought so, and felt that he was lucky to be able to make a decisive decision, abandon Liaodong, and withdraw hundreds of thousands of people.

But others have other ideas, such as Dorgon and Duoduo.

These two brothers are still young, and have not experienced the hardships that their father and brother have experienced.It is of course full of resentment to change from enjoying a good life to this bitter and cold environment all of a sudden.

You must know that Jianzhou Jurchen also migrated from the bitter cold in the north.Nurhachi and his eldest sons have experienced hardships.

"Try your courage, three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu." Duoduo took a sip of wine, both ambitious and grievous, "recuperate, but after a few years, I, Dajin, can cheer up again and attack the Ming Dynasty again. "

Dodo nodded vigorously, agreeing with his brother.

Although they were dissatisfied with their father Khan's deathbed, they did not dare to show it too clearly.

Although the older brothers such as Mang Gurtai and Huang Taiji were dead, the Dorgon brothers still lacked military exploits and qualifications, so that the Eight Banners completely surrendered.

It's just that Dorgon is Nurhaci's designated successor, and if he doesn't make a big mistake, no one will challenge him for the time being.

As the oldest Big Baylor Daishan, he was originally the strongest contender for Khan's position.However, his sons Yuetuo and Shuotuo were killed in battle, and the two red flags also suffered heavy losses.

Hearing Duduo's wild words, Daishan rolled his eyes secretly, and did not immediately refute and contradict.

In his opinion, Duoduo was drinking too much, or he was just arrogant and unrealistic at all.

It's only a few years before they can cheer up, and they want to attack the Ming Dynasty again?If it's really that simple, why bother to retreat, and why lose so many people to stop the Ming army?

Can the lost troops be replenished in a few years?Dai Shan pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, disapproving in his heart.

Now don't think about the dream of cheering up and attacking the Ming Dynasty. How to keep hundreds of thousands of clansmen alive and prevent the Ming army from continuing to attack is the most important thing.

It is already difficult to defend the battle formation of the Ming army by riding and shooting alone.Dai Shan still has lingering fears about the sharpness of the Ming army's guns and artillery.

If Liaodong is still occupied, there may still be resources to build guns and cannons to improve its own firepower; retreating to this bitter cold place, finding exploitable minerals and having enough craftsmen is already an unattainable luxury.

Just by surviving this winter, I don't know how many people in the clan will freeze and starve to death.What's more, there are many tribesmen like Dorgon who are used to enjoying themselves, and it is not so easy to adapt to a hard life.

Although there is this wooden house, there is warmth, and there is no shortage of food, Dorgon and others are not satisfied and unwilling.

"King Khan." Dai Shan raised his head and said slowly: "I have already organized several elite troops, and they will dispatch after the snow stops to explore in several directions, trying to find some supplies to ease the hardship of the tribe."

Jiannu fled all the way north, and did not stop until the Songhua River.Subsequently, tens of thousands of ethnic groups continued north until the Heilongjiang River Basin stopped.

Several 10 people cannot be placed too densely.And along the way, there are few people.To loot the supplies, Daishan could only send troops to continue the search.

"In addition, arrangements have been made to organize the tribe to hunt in the mountains and dig ice for fishing." Daishan continued: "Searching for supplies is one aspect, and finding arable land or a livable place is also a top priority."

It was not only Jiannu who migrated, but also tens of thousands of Han domestic slaves. What they were best at was naturally farming.When a livable place is found, hundreds of thousands of people can separate and live in villages.

Dorgon nodded again and again, still showing great respect for Daishan.Daishan is not only the eldest brother, but also the auxiliary minister appointed by his father Khan, and also a very prestigious Dabeile.

"Big Baylor's hard work." Dorgon praised, showing more insight than his younger brother, and said: "It was cold and freezing when we retreated north, and the road was easier to walk. After the spring, the river opened up, and the road was far away and muddy. If the Ming army wants to continue to attack, I am afraid it will be very difficult."

Daishan agrees with this, but still cautiously reminds: "Even so, you can't take it lightly."

"That's natural." Dorgon said in a deep voice, "I want to send a team to continue exploring northward, and even build a base just in case."

"Okay, okay." Daishan nodded vigorously, raised his glass and said: "King Khan has thought carefully, this is the perfect strategy."

Dorgon raised his glass in return, showing humility.

There is a harmonious atmosphere in the wooden house, the big brother and the little brother are chatting happily, and they are also dreaming of forbearance and development before making great efforts.

The snowflakes outside the house were already knee-deep.

A few miles away from here is a sheltered place in the mountains and forests, where a group of Jurchens who migrated gathered.

Fan Wencheng carried a bundle of firewood on his back, stepped on knee-deep snow, and strenuously walked towards his house step by step.

He estimated the time, which was quite accurate.As soon as the door of the wooden house opened not far away, a Jurchen came out, seemed to feel refreshed, and walked away humming some song.

Fan Wencheng waited for the Jurchen to go far away before walking, came to the front of his house, opened the door and entered.

The cabin is very small, not even a bed.A pile of weeds covered with animal skins is the place to sleep.A few broken stones were piled up, and an iron pot was hung on the beam of the house, and the room was full of fireworks.

Fan Wencheng's wife is very young, who was rewarded by Huang Taiji after he became a slave and became prosperous.

At this time, the young woman slowly sat up from the animal skin, looked at Fan Wencheng expressionlessly, full of disdain and disdain, and lazily put on her clothes.

Fan Wencheng stuffed firewood into the fire, smoke rose, sparks splashed, flames rose, and the house became a little warmer.

The woman put on her dress and silently threw a pocket over.

Fan Wencheng stretched out his hand and weighed it. It only looked like two catties of rice, so he couldn't help shaking his head.After a short pause, he grabbed two or three handfuls of rice from it and put them into the pot.

The defeat of Jiannu was not only miserable for the Jurchens, but even more tragic was the traitors who took refuge in Jiannu.

The decline of the Hou Jin Dynasty is a foregone conclusion, and there is no need to think about "fighting chaos with martial arts, and supporting peace with culture and education", and even lost Huang Taiji, who appreciated Fan Hanjian.

Under the pressure of survival, traitors such as Fan Wencheng inevitably became second-class people under the Jurchens.In fact, they are second-class people, not even qualified to be "minions".

The rice exchanged for the meat was rolled in the boiling water in the pot, and the aroma of the porridge gradually became stronger, causing Fan Wencheng to swallow involuntarily.

Being able to survive is the most important thing, he doesn't care about shame or integrity.

The woman walked over without making a sound, took a bowl of porridge from the pot, and drank it aside.

Fan Wencheng also served porridge to drink, and when the pot was almost empty, he gave a dry cough and said to the woman, "Tomorrow I'm going to dig ice in the river to fish, you don't need to call the door, there are two people coming."

The woman paused while eating the porridge, looked at Fan Hanjian with disdainful and cold eyes, and then lowered her head again.

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(End of this chapter)