Frozen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wind.

Lonely, desolate, and without any movement outside the city of Shenyang, only a few eagle chirps can be vaguely heard in the distance.

On the blood-stained snow outside the city, there was only a kneeling Jurchen Eight Banners.

When the last Guanning Iron Rider was far away from Shenyang City, Huang Taiji dared to slowly stand up from the snow with the support of Dolgon.

Looking at the Ming army with no one in the distance, the clear and dense horseshoe prints on the snow proved that there was an iron horse passing by.

After a long time, Huang Taiji looked in the direction of Da Ming, and said to Dolgon, who was supporting him, sincerely: "Fourteenth brother, we brothers can no longer fight with each other, and we must work together to let the Jurchen clan survive this existential crisis." ”

"Starling, the old fourteen understands." Dorgon nodded, and also turned his head to look into the distance, which was the direction in which the Ming army had left.

It's all like a cruel dream, if it's really a dream.

Dolgondo wished he would wake up from the dream soon.

Once upon a time, the late Ming could only retreat in the Great Wall, passively accepting the invasion of the Jurchens, and did not dare to go deep into the hinterland of Black Mountain and White Water.

I never dreamed that the Ming would launch a surprise attack on Shenyang City and have the ability to carry out a unilateral massacre of the Jurchens.

To Huang Taiji, to Dolgon, to the Jurchen clan, and to all the forces living around Liaodong.

It is declared that the Ming Dynasty is sacrosanct.

Even if you are old, it is enough to deter the young.

Located in the Central Plains, the Ming Dynasty, established by the Han people, is still the Heavenly Empire in the hearts of all surrounding races and countries, and is admired and feared by the suzerainty.

"Fourteenth brother, let's go into the city." Huang Taiji said to Dorgon in a slow voice.

The calamity imposed by Li Mu on the Jurchen clan made the two brothers temporarily remove the mustard in their hearts, and they no longer wary of each other.

Dolgon came back to his senses and said, "Okay, starling, let's go into the city together." ”

They no longer call each other their respective honorific positions, not like the two of them had a stiff relationship for the sake of the Khan throne before, but also expressed an attitude to the remaining Jurchen Eight Banners.

They are also Jurchen people, and they should work together to tide over difficulties.

...

Since entering Shenyang City, Huang Taiji's face has never been happy, and he has been gloomy, when he walked into the palace in the city with a group of people.

See the main hall. The dilapidated scene made Huang Taiji fall to his knees with a puff.

When the others saw it, they also bowed their heads to the ground, not daring to speak.

"Father Khan, Ba'er is ashamed of you, and ashamed of Aixinjue Luo Liezu."

Then, Huang Taiji scolded angrily: "The Ming Dynasty deceived my Jurchen clan too much, Li Mu didn't kill this son, and it was difficult to understand the hatred in Ben Khan's heart." ”

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, staining the stone slab in front of it red.

"Starling." Seeing this, Dolgon quickly knelt down and climbed two steps, and stepped forward to care.

Huang Taiji's face was sad, pointed to the destroyed Dazheng Palace, and said to Dolgon: "Fourteenth brother, the starling brother is ashamed of his father Khan, the starling brother did not guard the Dazheng Palace established by his father Khan, this is all the fault of the starling brother."

"Starling, it's not your fault, it's all those Ming people, it's them, it's they who ruined the Dazheng Palace, ruined Shenyang City, ruined our Jurchen home, took away our wealth, and robbed our women." Dolgon went to comfort him, as he said, all of this was taken away by Li Mu instead of Daming.

"But."

Dolgon stood up and shouted to the Jurchen Eight Banners who bowed their heads to the Belle Bezi behind him: "Back then, my father Khan relied on the thirteen pairs of armor left by my ancestors, if we see that as the descendants of my father Khan, the warriors of the Jurchen clan, we can still make a comeback and take back what the Ming took from us." ”

"The Jurchen clan is the warrior of the black mountain and the white water, the Jurchen clan will never be defeated, we want revenge!"

"We want revenge!"

"Revenge!"

The Jurchen Eight Banners kneeling on the ground, under the instigation of Dolgon, ignited hope one after another, sweeping away the haze that Li Mu had pressed on the Jurchen Eight Banners during this time.

Seeing that all the Jurchen Eight Banners had regained their fighting spirit, Dolgon knelt on the ground again and shouted at Huang Taiji: "Great Khan, please lead our Jurchens to become strong again." ”

"Great Khan, please lead our Jurchens back to strength."

"Great Khan, please lead our Jurchens back to strength."

.......

In the midst of the shouts, Huang Taiji stood up, turned around and swore to all the Jurchen Eight Banners behind him: "Ben Khan swears in the name of Aixin Jueluo, and swears to the ancestors of the Jurchen clan to love Xinjueluo. Huang Taiji vowed to bring the Jurchen tribe back into strength and take back everything that belonged to the Jurchen tribe. ”

"Take back everything that belongs to the Jurchens!"

"Take back everything that belongs to the Jurchens!"

The Jurchen Eight Banners, which rekindled hope, seemed to see it again, in the past, every time I returned to Shenyang City, there were days when women and wine greeted me.

Looking at the Jurchen Eight Banners, which had recovered some morale, Huang Taiji called Dolgon and said in a low voice: "Fourteenth brother, let people go outside the city to rein in the Jingguan of our Jurchen clan, and restrain the Jurchen Eight Banners as much as possible, and don't take too much revenge on the Han people in the city, after all, the Jurchen tribe still has to rely on the weapons they have built to become stronger." ”

"Brother Starling and Fourteenth Brother understand." With that, Dorgon went down.

Huang Taiji looked at the Dazheng Hall in front of him, the plaque had been discarded on the ground, and the three golden characters that were originally inlaid on it had long since disappeared.

Not to mention the three golden characters of the Dazheng Hall on the plaque, even the beams and pillars decorated with gold have obvious scratches, as if they have been scratched with a sharp knife.

It was as if the entire hall had been ransacked by bandits, and all the valuable things on it were gone.

This scene is too familiar to Huang Taiji, every time the Jurchen Eight Banners go out to attack the Ming Dynasty and other tribal forces, the Jurchen Eight Banners will be like locusts crossing the border, bringing all the valuable things back to the Guanwai.

Now, the Jurchens have finally tasted the bitter fruit.

Li Mu not only ransacked the Dazheng Palace, but the entire palace, including Shenyang City, could no longer find any precious metals, a penny of gold and silver, and a catty of copper.

Whether it is the gold and silver decoration on the beams and pillars, the gold body on the Buddha's body, even the gold and silver headdresses of women, or the gold and silver threads on clothes, they have not escaped the disaster.

All of them were melted into blocks and packed into boxes, and when they left, they were brought back to Daming.

The only metal that can be found in Shenyang City is the iron utensils that Li Mu can't look at.

The actions of the Ming army in Shenyang can be called a locust transit, a pest-like existence.

Pack up all the valuable things in the city and take them away.

Only one dilapidated Shenyang City was left and returned to Huang Taiji.