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Chapter 840 The end of the hero
"Clang...Crash!" An exquisitely shaped glass wine jug was hit by a steel knife and shattered into pieces before it could even hit the ground.

"Where is Babuhai? What is he doing!" After smashing the wine jug, the long sword pointed at an Eight Banners Niulu, only an inch away from the tip of his nose.

"Great Khan, Babu Haibeile has died in battle... The attackers of Hetuala include not only Khorchin cavalry, but also Mongols in other attire. There are probably 20,000 to 30,000 of them. The remaining Yellow Bannermen only have more than 2,000 people and are unable to resist."

The Niulu turned a blind eye to the sharp blade that was flashing with cold light and emitting a bloody smell. He gasped and recounted the tragedy that had happened in Hetuala City not long ago. At the same time, he covered his left rib with his right hand, and traces of blood seeped through the linen cloth with his breathing.

It must be a blessing and good fortune to be able to fight his way out of the siege of tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry. Now that the news has been brought to the Khan's tent, my mission is accomplished.

Even if the Khan didn't kill him, the arrow in his ribs would kill him. The wound wasn't serious, but he lost too much blood. From time to time, the faces of his wife and children would appear in front of him.

Like most of the families of the Eight Banners elite, they lived near the city of Hetuala, and now they were 100% captured and killed by the Mongolian cavalry.

No one knows why the Oba of Khorchin suddenly betrayed his in-law ally and stabbed him in the back. What we know is that the foundation of the Jianzhou Jurchens was completely destroyed.

"Myna, Amin Beile left the base with the Red Banner, saying he was going back to Hetuala City... He, he... Are they telling the truth?"

At this time, a young man came in from outside the tent with a loud voice and an anxious look. However, when he saw the Yellow Banner Niulu lying limp on the ground, breathing more than breathing in, he was stunned and stared at Huang Taiji with an incredulous look.

"Yes, it's true, we lost... The Jianzhou Jurchens lost!"

Huang Taiji gently put down his sword, used the tip of the sword to support his body on the ground, took a deep breath, tried to calm his chaotic brain, thought carefully, and nodded helplessly.

"...Myna, even if Hetuala is lost, we still have more than 30,000 Eight Banners men, and we can still break out. We can repeat how our father started his career. At worst, we can go north to hide in the mountains of the wild Jurchens, and the Han people can't catch up with us!"

The young man was quite strong, taller than Huang Taiji, and had a tough temper. Even though he knew that his old nest had been lost, he only paused for a moment, then immediately rekindled his fighting spirit, and even lifted up his father Nurhaci as an example.

"Ajige, Khorchin and other Mongolian tribes have submitted to the Han emperor. They attacked Hetuala City and are waiting for our help. We can't go to the north. The wild Jurchens will never tolerate us."

Ajige didn't need to remind them of the retreat route. They had thought about it more than once since the Ming army approached the fort. The result was not optimistic. Forget about the south. The King of Korea would never take them in. In this one-month siege, the enthusiasm of the Korean soldiers was higher than that of the Ming army.

I had hoped that the Khorchin tribe would show some leniency, but now it seems that my father-in-law has also joined the Ming army. This is not too surprising. With the situation being like this, even Ligdan Khan could not handle it. It is unrealistic to expect the Khorchin tribe, which has always lived in a remote corner and has never fought with the world, to turn the tide.

There was a group of Jurchen tribes living in the mountains further north, but they were still not allowed to go there. They were the wild Jurchen tribes that were driven away by his father and his brothers. Compared with the Ming people, Koreans, and Mongols, they were the mortal enemies of the Jianzhou Jurchen tribes. "Then, then, then fight them. Kill one and you'll get your money back. Kill two and you'll make a profit!" The young Ajige was a man of blood. His character was like a wild boar in the mountains. After being hurt, he would become more ferocious and struggle desperately to fight to the death.

"...Forget it. If all the Eight Bannermen are killed, the Jianzhou Jurchens will never be able to stand up again. Go find Huerhan and ask him to find a way to contact the Ming army generals and tell them that I want to negotiate.

Don't be impulsive. Back then, my father also worked for the Ming army while accumulating strength. If all his people are killed, what will he have as capital? Go quickly. The news of the fall of Hetuala will spread soon. When the Ming army starts a large-scale attack, there will be no chance to talk! "

If we go back ten years, Huang Taiji might be as brave as Ajige, and would rather die than surrender to the enemy. However, as he grew older and his status changed, he became more and more concerned, and his bravery did not disappear, but became more deeply buried and would not erupt easily.

The current situation is very clear. The only 30,000-odd elite Eight Banners troops left under his command have become trapped beasts in a cage. As the encirclement gets smaller and smaller, they will be wiped out bit by bit. Even if they want to fight to the death, they have to fight hard.

With the cover of mountains and dense forests, the Eight Banners soldiers could barely hold off the offensive of the Ming army. But once they launched a counterattack, they would be exposed to muskets and artillery and would be knocked down like rabbits.

Go south or north to fight with Korea and Mongolia? Huang Taiji would never do such a stupid thing. Every wrong has its perpetrators. The reason why the Great Jin Kingdom fell to its current state is really not the fault of Korea and Khorchin. They turned against the Ming Dynasty at the last minute, which was a helpless move. They were forced by the Ming Dynasty.

If he led the Eight Banners Army to fight the Koreans and Mongols, the Ming Emperor would not rush to help, but would smile from ear to ear. No matter which side suffered huge losses, it would be of great benefit to the Ming Dynasty.

Can we let the culprit gloat over the misfortune? Absolutely not! Adhering to the principle of disgusting you even if I die, it is time for the tribal leader to make the right decision.

If I could exchange surrender and my life for more Jurchens' survival, it would be a blessing in disguise. But I had to surrender to the Ming army. The Han people had etiquette and complete legal constraints, and they did not like to kill indiscriminately. As long as they caught me, they would most likely not kill the prisoners.

Of course, the current Ming emperor is an outlier, and his style of behavior is sinister, weird and vicious. There is a great risk whether he will accept surrender. Let's try our luck. At this point, we can only rely on luck.

In the spring of the 1621th year of Emperor Jing's reign (), the allied forces of Ming, Korea, and Inner Mongolia, totaling troops, surrounded the main force of the Jurchens in the mountains east of Fushun from the west, south, and north.

After a month and a half of fierce fighting, the Jurchen leader Babuhai was killed in the capital Hetuala. His successor Huang Taiji knew that there was no hope of breaking out, so he led 27,000 remnants to surrender to Li Ruzhang, the governor of the Ming Army.

From the founding of the country in August of the tenth year of Jingyang to the fall of the capital and the surrender of the main forces in March of the seventeenth year of Jingyang, the Jin Dynasty lasted only six and a half years. Liaodong Town, which originally belonged to the Ming Dynasty, returned to the empire again after seven years.

(End of this chapter)