The Jingqili River, the largest tributary on the left bank of the Heilongjiang River, originates from the southern foot of the Waixing'an Mountains and is more than 2,000 miles long. This is a rich Jiangdong Plain, where the Sauron tribes lived for fishing and hunting for generations.

Dolgon's decision to retreat from Harwin to Yuanhuilai instead of to the mouth of the Heilongjiang River was also because he felt that this area was more fertile, and if the Jurchens could gain a foothold here and use the farming techniques they had obtained from the Han people in the Central Plains, they would be able to recuperate here.

By the time Dolgon, with his remnants of the defeated army, landed on the shore and stepped on the black earth, he was far away from the city.

Beijing of the Qing Dynasty has been lost.

In the past few years, they have abandoned Liaoyang, Tokyo, Shenyang, Shengjing, Shenyang, and Xinjing, Harwin, and now Beijing Yihui has also been lost.

He stood on the riverbank in a trance, stunned at the increasingly desolate world.

Although he had been to the banks of the Jingqili River once when he had just migrated north to Minghui, everything that was presented in front of him at this moment was still extremely strange to him.

For a moment, he was so shocked by the incomparable desolation that he even forgot that he existed.

This is where we are going to live again?

He asked himself in his heart, we can't even hold the vast Liaodong region outside the Guanxi, and now with thousands of remnants of the defeated generals, women and children, old and weak, insufficient weapons, not enough money and food, how can we gain a foothold here?

He didn't know all this, and he was already exhausted.

Dorgon froze for a moment, then walked forward with heavy steps.

A makeshift camp on the banks of the river. It was crowded with groups of people with simple luggage, and there were iron pots, water shells, blankets and quilts all around them, and some with chickens and ducks.

These people walked around in a panic. Some sat indifferently, while others simply resigned themselves to falling asleep under the trees.

Dolgon knew that it was not safe and that it was not far from Ilhu, but now that the water in the river had risen so strongly after a heavy rain, that there were even some ice cubes in the muddy river, so it was impossible to continue to flee upstream.

The makeshift camp is more like a refugee camp. A cruel fact was soon laid out in front of them, they fled in a hurry when they came out of the Xuanhui, and there was not enough food. Even blankets and clothes to protect against the cold are insufficient. Not to mention that when breaking through on the road, he also encountered a commando team of the Han army, and among these people who finally stood out, there were still many wounded. In this cold north. They lack medical care.

"We can't stay here for too long, the Han army will soon chase after us. The Han had a fleet of sailors, which had previously been stopped not far downstream of the city, but now it is estimated that the city of the city had been broken by the Han army, and the fortresses downstream had been dispersed. The Han sailors will chase all the way along the Jingqili River, as well as those lowly people of the Sauron tribe, who are more familiar with this place than us, and the Han people have them as guides. We simply can't get rid of them. ”

Zilharang was full of pessimism.

"I know, but we can't walk in the river right now. It is only possible to go ashore. We don't have enough food, we have to hunt, and there are many wounded, and we haven't rested for a few days, and now we need a temporary rest," said Dolgon.

A general with a red flag couldn't help but say at this time, "No matter where we flee, the Han people will not let us go." ”

There was silence for a while, this is a fact that everyone knows, and no one wants to listen to his reminder. But even so, as long as there is a glimmer of life, everyone is unwilling to tie their hands.

"That damn Haoge, he won't be able to see the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty after he dies!"

An Aixin Jueluo scolded hatefully, Haoge not only betrayed the Qing Dynasty a long time ago, but also in the battle of the Han army's siege of Xuanhui, Jierharang and others led the last main force of the Qing army to desperately defend the line of Xiaoxinganling. But in the end, Hauge took his traitor army to disguise himself as the Eight Banners, and went straight into the connection zone with the weakest defense, giving the Qing army a fatal blow.

"That son of a bitch, he is still the eldest son of Taizong, but now he uses the bones of his clan as his ladder to advancement."

Haoge is now in the Han Dynasty, has been knighted to the founding county marquis, and also serves as the chief military officer, under the command of the Jianzhou town composed of the Jurchen army, in the past two years of war with the Qing army, has been in the position of the charge, not the slightest mercy to their former compatriots.

"Maybe we should surrender."

Finally, someone came up with this sentence.

Dorgon sneered twice, he believed that many people must have thought this way a long time ago, but no one had dared to bring it up in front of him. Perhaps, I don't know how many surrenders I talked about behind his back.

Another person answered, "In order to leave a few seeds for the Jurchens, think about it, you can't let the Jurchen dead race be wiped out, right?" ”

"Maybe it would be better to surrender to the Han than it is now. Haoge descended to the Han Dynasty, didn't he still have to sit as a high-ranking official, and he was promoted to a marquis? ”

Dolgon waved his hand weakly, "By now, there is no power to return to the sky, the Great Qing Kingdom has also died, and the Jurchen clan has escaped with us." If you want to escape, if you want to surrender, I can't control everyone, and I don't want to stop you. If you want to surrender, you can leave your weapons, your food, blankets, etc., and then go south, or wait for the Han army here. If you don't want to surrender, I will take everyone to continue to the north, as far as we can, if we can be blessed by God, bless us to escape, we will recuperate in the north! ”

Someone couldn't wait to say, "Everyone doesn't have any food, and they all go north, so what should we do?" ”

Many people refused to hand over all the food, weapons, etc.

Dolgon finally gave in, "Okay, you keep the food for yourselves, but the weapons must be given to us, we need weapons as we go north." ”

After arguing for a long time, in the end, more than half of the people planned to go south and surrender, and only a very small number of people were willing to continue to flee north. The generals told the more than 3,000 people in the temporary camp about this result, and in the end less than 1,000 people were willing to move north, and the rest were already tired, so they resigned themselves to their fate and were willing to stay and surrender to the Han Chinese.

"If you want to surrender to Han, give us weapons. Then you move to the land by the river. If we want to continue north, we will be in the north, and everyone will have their last meal here. Then they dispersed and went their own way. ”

At Dolgon's special request, the last 2,000 or so Jurchens who were ready to surrender still kept all the weapons they were carrying, and did not give up food.

The northbound and southbound are divided into two sides, those who want to descend south move to the bank of the river, and those who want to go north are separated by a short distance to rest.

"Those cowards!"

Zilharan stood in the middle of the two sides. Spat at the riverbank.

Dolgon's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Night soon fell, and bonfires were lit in two makeshift camps not far apart, and some of the prey that had been brought in was set up and burned. With some of the food they had brought with them in the escape, it was a rare hot meal for a few days.

As the night deepened, the banks of the river fell silent.

In Dolgon's camp, Dolgon was fully armed by this time. Behind him. It was five hundred warriors of the Eight Banners, who were also heavily armed. These five hundred people, almost all of whom were warriors with two white flags, and the last elite of the Jurchens, had always assumed the role of Dolgon's personal guards in the past, and in the daytime choices, they almost unanimously chose to follow Dolgon to continue to advance and retreat together.

"Are we really going to do this?" Zilharang was also one of those who were reluctant to surrender to Han. At this time, the one-armed prince was entrusted by Dorgon to guard the camp. And he himself had to bring with him five hundred of his own guards. Go and eradicate the cowardly and incompetent soft bones.

"I'd rather kill them with my own hands than see them surrender. The Jurchens can be defeated, but they must not be so spineless! ”

With that, Dorgon drew his sword and swung it forward, and the five hundred and two white flag warriors silently rushed to the camp on the riverbank not far away.

On the banks of the river, those people did not expect their compatriots to turn around and kill, turning their faces and not recognizing people. Many of them were asleep after they had eaten their fill, and for several days, everyone was exhausted, and they all quickly fell asleep at the thought that they would finally have no need to flee again, and that they might be able to have a peaceful day after the surrender of Han.

A sneak attack in the dark, five hundred elite two white flag soldiers, against two thousand unarmed and defenseless Jurchen flag men, this is completely a massacre.

By the time some people reacted, it was too late, they panicked, they shouted, they begged for mercy, but Dorgon and his guards were already red-eyed, and they slashed and slashed with their swords without mercy.

It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, or a wounded.

In Dolgon's eyes, by the time these people were about to surrender to the Han Chinese, they were no longer Jurchens. These traitors, these cowards, it is precisely because of these people that the Qing Dynasty has been defeated to this day.

The slaughter continued until dawn, when the morning sun was slightly dewed, the color of dawn in the east, and the strong smell of blood on the banks of the river. There were dead bodies everywhere, and the blood stained the banks of the river black, and even the river turned red.

Many soldiers with two white flags rummaged through the corpses.

They were taking everything of value from these dead men, at Dorgon's request. Food, clothing, shoes, everything.

In the early morning, less than a thousand Jurchens were left beside the corpses of their companions, had breakfast, and then set off to continue northward, unable to take a boat, but to make a path along the river bank towards the north.

It's been a long and arduous road.

The group walked for a day, but they had not yet walked twenty miles.

By evening, exhausted Jurchens spotted their pursuers.

The pursuers came quickly, and the Jurchens had just discovered them, but before they could escape, they were caught up.

It was a chasing army with the Sauronians as guides, and the leader was none other than Marquis Hauge, the chief military officer of Jianzhou Town.

After a fight, dozens of people fell on Dolgon's side in an instant, and the last few hundred people were surrounded by Hauge's soldiers and horses.

"Dolgon, glad to see you're not dead yet!" Hauge looked at Dorgon coldly.

"Haoge, are you willing to be an eagle dog of the Han people, are you right about Taizu and Taizong?"

Hauge looked at Dolgon, hatred in his heart. If it weren't for the three Dolgon brothers, after the death of Taizong, the throne should have been inherited by him, but Dolgon insisted on blocking it for his own selfish desires, and finally let a three-year-old child become the emperor, and Dolgon himself became the regent and controlled the government.

Even in the later Western Expedition, he was originally the boss, but the Duoduo brothers deliberately took away his right to marshal the hand, and finally caused the Jurchen to be defeated in Yanbei, and that defeat also made the Jurchen completely defeated.

At that time, he finally chose to submit to the Great Han, because he knew that with Dorgon, there was no place for him in the Qing Dynasty.

"Dolgon, what qualifications do you have to say such things, the children of the Eight Banners of the city are still resisting, but you have already abandoned the city with people and fled. You even slaughtered 2,000 of your people by the river, twenty miles away, who did not want to fight again. Dolgon, the Qing Dynasty is completely dead at your hands. ”

Dorgon snorted coldly, clenching the sword in his hand.

"Success and defeat, what a lot to say. Today, let's settle the past grievances! ”

"What do you want to do?"

"Let's duel." Dorgon looked around, and around him, there were less than a thousand men, less than half of whom were capable of fighting. But there were no less than two thousand men around them, and they also had horses and firearms.

Knowing that there was no hope of escape, Dorgon only hoped that he would be able to get angry at the end.

"Duel? It's all come to this point, don't you want to submit to the Han? ”

Dorgon shook his head.

"It seems that you are self-aware, even if you want to descend, you will not be able to escape a dead end."

"Don't talk nonsense, do you dare to fight me."

Hauge jumped off his horse and was dissuaded by the generals around him, but Hauge ignored him.

"If I have the opportunity to slash this thief, how could I miss it, you all listen, no one is allowed to interfere for a while. If I die unfortunate by the sword of this thief, you must not spare them, but bring them all back, and if anyone resists, kill them all. ”

Haug carried his sword, but tossed the handcuff he was wearing aside.

"Ahh

The two shouted, both swords, and rushed towards each other.

The two swords clashed, and the sparks flew everywhere.

After the swords collided together, the two of them quickly staggered again, and then both quickly turned around and swung their swords again to slash at them.

"You"

Hauge looked at his short sword under the ribs, and couldn't believe it, but when Dorgon turned around, he took out another short sword and stabbed Hauge under the ribs with a surprise sword.

"Even if I die, I will take you traitor first!" Dorgon said with a cold face.

"Then let's die together!"

Haug spat out a mouthful of blood, but the hand holding the sword stirred a few times, just now Dorgon completely ignored the defense, played a trick with the big sword, deliberately exposed the flaw, lured Haug into the abdomen with a sword, but he himself was able to stab the short sword into Hauge's ribs.

Dorgon didn't know that he could escape death, and the so-called duel was just a painstaking effort to kill Hauge.

The great sword stirred in his abdomen, and Dolgon screamed in pain, but his right hand pulled out the short sword violently, and thrust it into Hauge's ribs for several days.

Hauge struggled to retreat, and fell to the ground, pressing against his blood-spurting ribs, feeling his strength drain.

"Kill them all, kill!"

Before he died, Hauge roared angrily with all his might.

Dolgon, holding the bloodied dagger in his hand, fell to the ground as well, shouting to himself, "Kill! ”

The two Jurchen teams were strangled together, the sound of gunfire and shouting gradually stopped, and the remnants of the Qing army, which were less than a thousand people, had been slaughtered by another Jurchen army with the banner of the Han Jianzhou Army.

Dorgon and Hauge had already died of exhaustion.

Ps: Grandpa passed away in the hospital, and I have to do a funeral in the past two days, I wish my grandfather a good journey.

There may not be a guarantee for these two days, but we will try to update it in the future. (To be continued.) )