Dai Shan thought so, and felt that he was lucky to be able to make a decision immediately, abandon Liaodong, and withdraw hundreds of thousands of people.

But others have other minds, such as Dorgon and Dord.

The two brothers are not very old, and they have not experienced the hardships that their father and brother have experienced. All of a sudden, from the enjoyment of a privileged life, to this bitter cold environment, of course, is full of resentment.

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

"Lie down and taste the gall, three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu." Duoduo took a sip of wine, both ambitious and resentful, "Recuperate, but in a few years, my Dajin can cheer up again and attack again." ”

Duoduo nodded vigorously, agreeing with his brother's statement.

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

Although the elder brothers such as Mang Gurtai and Huang Taiji were dead, the Dolgon brothers still lacked military exploits and qualifications, which made the Eight Banners completely subjugated.

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

As the eldest of the Great Bel Dai Shan, he was originally the most powerful contender for the Khan throne. However, his sons Yue Zhi and Shuo Tuo were killed in battle, and the two red flags also suffered heavy losses, and they seemed to be disheartened, and the threat to Dolgon was not great.

Hearing Duoduo's wild words, Dai Shan secretly rolled his eyes, and did not immediately refute the confrontation.

In his opinion, Duoduo drank too much, or was just arrogant and unrealistic.

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

Can you replenish the lost men and horses in a few years? Dai Shan pursed the corners of his mouth inaudibly, disapproving.

Now don't think about any dreams of cheering up the Ming Dynasty, how to let hundreds of thousands of clansmen survive, and prevent the continued attack of the Ming army, it is the right thing.

Relying on cavalry and archery alone, it was already difficult to defend the battle formation of the Ming army. For the sharpness of the Ming army's muskets and artillery, Dai Shan still has lingering palpitations.

If it still occupies Liaodong, it may still have the resources to build guns and cannons to improve its own firepower; Retiring to this bitter cold place, finding exploitable minerals, and having enough craftsmen is already an unattainable luxury.

Just survive this winter, I don't know how many people will freeze and starve to death. Moreover, there are many people like Dorgon, who are accustomed to enjoying it, and it is not so easy to adapt to the hard life.

Despite the wooden house, the warmth, and the lack of food, Dolgon and the others were not satisfied and unwilling.

"King Khan." Dai Shan raised his head and said slowly: "I have already organized several elite troops, and after the snow stops, I will go out to explore in several directions, trying to find some supplies to alleviate the plight of the clansmen." ”

Jiannu fled all the way north, and did not stop until the Songhua River. Subsequently, tens of thousands of people continued northward until the Heilongjiang River valley stopped.

Hundreds of thousands of people, it is impossible to settle too densely. Along the way, there are already few people. If he wants to loot the supplies, Daishan can only send men and horses to continue the search.

"In addition, it has been arranged to organize the clansmen to go into the mountains to hunt and dig ice for fishing." Dai Shan continued: "Searching for supplies is one thing, but finding a place to farm, or a place to live, is also a priority. ”

It was not only Jiannu who migrated here, but also tens of thousands of Han slaves, who were best at farming. If a habitable place is found, hundreds of thousands of people can live separately in villages.

Dolgon nodded repeatedly, still respecting Daizen. Dai Shan is not only the eldest brother, but also the auxiliary minister appointed by his father Khan, and the great beyler of great prestige.

"Big Baylor has worked hard." Dolgon praised it, showing more insight than his brother, and said, "It was freezing cold when we retreated north, and the road was better. After the beginning of spring, the river was civilized, the road was far away, muddy and difficult to walk, and the Ming army wanted to continue to attack, I am afraid it would be very difficult. ”

Dai Shan also agreed with this, but still cautiously reminded: "Despite this, you can't take it lightly. ”

"That's nature." Dorgon groaned, "I want to send a force to continue the search north, and even establish a base, just in case." ”

"Okay, okay." Dai Shan nodded vigorously, raised his glass and said, "King Khan is thoughtful, this is the best strategy. ”

Dorgon raised his glass in return, showing great humility.

There was a harmonious atmosphere in the wooden house, and the big brother and the little brother talked happily, and they also dreamed of forbearance and development again.

Outside the house, the snow was fluttering, knee-deep.

More than ten miles away from here, there is a shelter in the mountains and forests, where a group of migrating Jurchens gathered.

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

He estimated the time, but it was quite accurate. As soon as the door of the wooden house opened not far away, a Jurchen man walked out, seemingly feeling refreshed, humming some song and walking away.

Fan Wencheng waited for the Jurchens to walk away before he walked forward, came to the door of his house, and pushed the door in.

The wooden house was so small that there was not even a bed. A pile of weeds covered with animal skins is the place to sleep. A few broken stones were piled up, an iron pot was hanging from the beams, and the house was full of fireworks.

Fan Wencheng's wife is very young, and after he took refuge in Jiannu, Huang Taiji rewarded him.

At this time, the young woman slowly sat up from the animal skin, glanced at Fan Wencheng expressionlessly, full of disdain and disdain, and lazily dressed herself.

Fan Wencheng filled the firewood into the fire, the smoke rose, the sparks burst out, the flames rose, and the room was a little warmer.

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

Fan Wencheng stretched out his hand and checked it, only two catties of rice, and couldn't help but shake his head. After a slight pause, he grabbed two or three handfuls of rice from it and put them in the pot.

Jiannu was defeated and fled, not only the Jurchens were miserable, but even more miserable were the traitors who took refuge in Jiannu.

The decline of Houjin is a foregone conclusion, and there is no need to think about "fighting chaos with martial arts, and supporting peace with literature and education", and he has lost the emperor Taiji who appreciates Fan and traitors.

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, and they are not even qualified to be "slaves".

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

Being able to live is the most important thing, what shame, what integrity, he doesn't care.

The woman came over silently, 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 coughed dryly and said to the woman: "Tomorrow I will go to the river to dig ice and fish, you don't have to top the door, there are two people coming." ”

The woman's action of eating porridge paused, glanced at Fan Han traitor with contemptuous and cold eyes, and lowered her head again.

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