"Whew~ It's finally over!" Watching the group of black-armored cavalry slowly retreat, Nuer Hachi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he didn't expect that he would also be chased around one day. At this time, Nuer Hachi deeply realized the feelings of the Ming army who had been chased by him like a rabbit.

It's a bad taste.

After feeling nostalgic for a while, Nuer Hachi cheered up, and began to nervously gather the people and horses, count the casualties, and according to the other party's posture, I am afraid that today's day will be difficult.

When the scattered Jurchen Eight Banner soldiers were found by their respective generals one after another, the number of casualties counted once again surprised Nuer Hachi, and even his head became dizzy again.

The number of casualties of more than 13,000 people, more than 5,000 wounded, and more than 8,000 killed, this is the largest since Nuer Hachi raised the army.

However, soon he could not grieve any further, and a bigger problem lay before him, they had no food or grass. All the logistical baggage, the proceeds of the plunder, and the slaves' earnings were all lost under heavy shelling, and they were threatened with food shortages.

Fortunately, the Jurchen Eight Banners were all cavalry, and they all had the habit of placing some grain and forage on their horses, so they were not so embarrassed that they didn't even have to eat lunch. But this will only be a temporary relief, and by tomorrow night, they will be hungry.

And this is only a near-term worry, the Jurchen Eight Banners have a bigger and more terrible foresight, that is, to go home. At this time, their way home had been blocked by the terrible Yulin Army, and they couldn't get through at all.

In front of the world's first Xiongguan Mountain Pass, there are a hundred artillery pieces of the Yulin Army, on the left is the sea, the sea is the enemy's gunboats, on the right is the mountains, the mountains are covered with heavy snow, there are dense forests and mountains everywhere, even if you abandon the horse and trek in, you don't know if you can get out.

Now the Jurchen light cavalry is deep, but the way back is blocked, Xiongguan, the sea, the mountains, the strong enemy, surrounded on all sides, has become the trend of catching turtles in the urn, Nuer Hachi can be said to be difficult to fly.

"Let's talk about it!" Nuer Hachi sat on the main seat with an ugly face, looking at the eight people below. The only three of the four Baylors and his five founding ministers, Eyidu, Fei Yingdong, Ho Heli, An Feiyangu, and Hu Erhan. All nine of them were brave and resourceful, but none of them spoke at the moment.

Faced with the current situation, they do not have a good solution. They really didn't expect that the Jurchen Eight Banners would fall to the current step of the field, and they were surrounded in the middle like dumplings and couldn't move.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Nu'er Hachi's face became even more ugly, but this was not the time to lose his temper, he forcibly restrained the anger in his heart, and turned his attention to his fourth son, Huang Taiji.

"Four Baylor, do you have any ideas?" As soon as Nuer Hachi spoke, the other people also looked over in unison, and they still remembered that he was the only one who raised objections when everyone was marching forward.

"Father Khan, sons and daughters are helpless at the moment." Huang Taiji spread his hands, his expression was helpless, and his face was bitter, "The only way to survive now is that I can only cross the Pine Ridge." ”

"We are now in Ningyuan, the terrain here is narrow, the mountains are towering, but go a little further, the mountains will be flatter, after crossing the mountains from there, there is a river, which is the division of the Daling River, there is the territory of the Karaqin Department, and now our department has suffered heavy losses, and this loss should also be made up from other places."

Huang Taiji's eyes flickered with a cold light, and his finger pointed fiercely at the corner of the simple map, which was the Mongolian steppe separated from here only by mountains.

Mongolia!

Everyone was stunned by Huang Taiji's idea, how could they escape here, but they had already thought of how to make up for the loss, this was really not a level of people. Even, a few of them thought more deeply about Huang Taiji's strategy.

Jurchen and Mongolia's Horqin Department are friendly, there are many marriages, now over the mountains, into Mongolia is indeed the best choice, not only can take a detour back, but also can be by the way not to plunder, and from this war, the Ming State is really difficult to fight, then the target can be placed on Mongolia, with the help of Horqin to lead the way, the difficulty of their conquest of Mongolia is greatly reduced, and after opening up the road on the Mongolian side, you can also make a detour to attack the Ming State, and you don't have to take this frightening Liaoxi corridor.

Here by the sea, the Ming country ships are developed, and he can cut off his retreat at any time, this is a nightmare for the Jurchen!

"Do you still want to bow to Mingguo in the end?" Nuer Hachi clenched his teeth, his face contorted, and his face was full of pain, and he remembered his early experience.

"Over the mountain, go to the Karaqin Department!" Nuer Hachi closed her eyes tightly and said through gritted teeth. He is a hero after all, in the face of this mountain and water, he finally undergrounded his own head, this is the only way now, their remnants are defeated, it is impossible to break through Shanhaiguan, and when the way back is blocked, what is the use of breaking Shanhaiguan, it is not to be surrounded and killed by the Ming people.

And behind them was the Yulin Army that had just broken them, as long as the other party was guarding there, they couldn't rush through at all.

If only the Ming people came out from there. With his eyes closed, Nu'er Hachi thought a little stupidly, but this is impossible, as long as the other party guards the camp and cannons, it only takes two or three days to starve us to death, how can it come out.

Judging from the current situation, only the mountains are their only way to survive, and they can't do it if they don't want to, unless they want to destroy here.

"That's all there is to it!" Nuer Hachi sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt so tired, but a news was suddenly reported by Tanma, which made him feel excited, and suddenly refreshed.

"Great Khan, the Yulin Army has already pursued us, and at this moment, it is five miles away from us, and it is slowly marching towards us!" This news, like a thunderbolt on the spot, instantly dispelled the haze in Nu'er Hachi's heart, and the opportunity that could only be imagined in his mind suddenly appeared in front of him, making him almost unbelievable.

"What did you say?" Nuer Hachi couldn't help but ask again, and at this time, the other ministers and Baylor who had heard the report clearly could not hide their excitement, this was the field opportunity they dreamed of.

"The horse has been relieved of the opponent's cavalry covering the battlefield, but the opponent's shielding ability is not strong, and we have detected intelligence. The other side is marching towards our camp on foot with all his troops, and we are still five miles away. Tanma's words were a little messy, but he made things clear.

"God help me Jurchen!" Nu'er Hachi laughed, it was a kind of joy to escape, compared to his mood at this moment and Cao Cao who got out of Huarong Dao.

[Author's digression]: When will the flood recede!

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