My Ming Dynasty, I have the final say

Standing on the top of Zaotu Mountain, looking northwest, a flash of memory flashed in Nurhachi's eyes.

That place is called Jiefan.

On the first day of March in the forty-seventh year of Wanli, Du Song led his army out of Fushun and marched along the Suzi River.

On the second day of March, after arriving at Sarhu, Du Song led the front army to cross the Suzi River and attack Jiefan City along the Jilin Cliff.

After receiving the news, Nurhachi advanced in two directions. Dabeile Daishan and Sibeile Huang Taiji led two banners and led their troops to assist Jiefan.

Nurhachi himself led the remaining Six Banners to annihilate the Sarhu defenders.

Then, the soldiers and horses of the Eight Banners surrounded and annihilated Jun Jun in Jiefan.

After annihilating the Juniper Division, he turned around and headed north to fight Marin.

In that battle, he won by great luck.

If Jun Song didn't advance lightly, he wouldn't dare to take the initiative.

If Marin's advance was even faster, he would not dare to take the initiative.

"Father, the dog still hasn't moved."

Just as Nurhachi was recalling his glory, his second son Mang Gurtai came to him.

“There’s no action without action.”

Hearing this, Nurhaci sighed.

"That Xiong Manzi is not a rash person. The little emperor from the Ming Dynasty is not the one from Wanli who is reluctant to give up money. They want to drag us, Dajin, to death."

"Father Khan."

Looking at Nurhachi's slightly tired face, Mang Gurtai hesitated and said.

"Now all the banners are experiencing instability due to lack of food and grass. It would be too dangerous to only allow more than 5,000 elites drawn from the six banners to form a new two white banners to forcefully cross the Yalu River and enter the Korean mainland."

"So what if it's dangerous? I, Daikin, can't afford to lose."

Nurhaci was helpless towards this brainless son.

The guy who kills is the guy who chops melons and vegetables, and the guy who does strategy is Aba Aba.

In February, during the great battle between Ming Dynasty and Jiannu, the loss of the two white flags was a heavy blow to Dajin.

The area where slaves were established was too small and could not be compared with the Ming Dynasty.

Even if Ming Dynasty lost Liaodong, it would only increase the pressure on border defense and would not damage its core interests.

But Jiannu was different. He didn't capture the Liaochen Plain and plunder enough food and grass, so his life couldn't go on.

Not to mention, Xiong Tingbi took advantage of the situation to regain Fushun and Tieling, compressing the living space of Jiannu.

"As long as Huang Taiji can plunder enough food and grass from North Korea, we will have the capital to confront the Ming Dynasty again."

Sitting on a rock, Nurha Equator.

"Moreover, as long as his new recruits have seen blood, even if he cannot make North Korea surrender to me, Daikin, and pay tribute, my days will be better in the future."

"What I'm worried about now is whether those guys can still be used by me, Daikin."

As he said that, a trace of doubt flashed in Nurhachi's eyes.

The hatred between Nurhachi and the Han people is not ordinary.

At that time, the leader of the Jurchens was Wang Gao (Jurchen), the commander of Jianzhou Youweidu, and his father Takshi was just a subordinate of Wang Gao, or a tribal leader under him.

During the Longqing period, Qi Jiguang took office as the governor of Jiliao in the north and suppressed the Jiubian military town. Li Chengliang in Liaodong did not dare to play the trick of supporting the bandits and led his army to exterminate the slaves. Seeing that the situation was not good, Tucker led his people to join the Ming army. Ming Dynasty’s dog.

In the tenth year of Wanli, Qi Jiguang was transferred to Guangdong. Jiliao Military Town was somewhat unable to suppress Jiubian, and Li Chengliang began to play the trick of raising bandits to respect himself again.

In the eleventh year of Wanli, when Takeshi led Li Chengliang's army to attack Gule Mountain City, he was killed by the Ming army.

Although Mingren killed his father and grandfather, Li Chengliang was so powerful at this time that Nurhachi didn't even dare to let out a fart.

It was not until Li Chengliang died of old age that Nurhachi dared to take a closer look at the Ming Dynasty. Having been Li Chengliang's dog all his life, Nurhachi's hatred for Mingren was not ordinary.

Even Li Yongfang, a Han Chinese who was the first to seek refuge with him and even married his own granddaughter, Nurhaci never truly trusted from the bottom of his heart.

"Haier thinks that people like Li Yongfang can be trusted, but the men under them cannot."

Before Mang Gurtai could speak, a childish voice came.

But it is Nurhaci’s youngest son, Dorgon, who is nine years old this year.

"Tell me something."

With a trace of love flashing in his eyes, Nurhaci looked at Dorgon and said.

The custom of establishing a slave is to pamper the youngest son.

"The year before last, Ming Gou invaded my Daijin with a heavy army and wanted to destroy our Dai Jin foundation in one battle, but my father Khan was brave and defeated Ming Gou."

"Most of Li Yongfang's surrendered generals presented themselves to the city and surrendered. If the Ming Dynasty doesn't kill them, they will definitely surrender when they see my Dajin army in future wars."

Although Dorgon's voice is still immature, his thoughts are clear.

"So, Mingren must kill them, so Li Yongfang and others dare not betray."

"But those people below are different. They couldn't survive in Mingren's place, so they came to our slave land."

"Haier heard that there is an order from the Ming emperor over in Liaodong. As long as you go back to farm, you will be given acres. If there are people who want to go back."

"So those guys can't believe it."

"Well said."

Looking at Dorgon, Nurhachi happily patted the stone with his hand.

Historically, who was the successor chosen by Nurhachi was a question that would not be clear to future generations.

It can be said that the two yellow flags represent the Khan's position, but there is also a problem.

Because the Jurchens have a custom of dividing families.

Under normal circumstances, after the death of an old chief, the eldest son inherits the title, and the younger son inherits the last bit of the family property.

Taking the time of Nurhaci's death as an example in history, the four Baylors all had their own power and no longer needed Dad's help.

At that time, the brothers Dorgon and Duduo were only fifteen years old and had no financial background, so the two yellow flags were divided between them.

"Son, no matter whether those guys can believe it or not, we will use them to fight a few tough battles next."

Reaching out and touching Dorgon's pigtails, Nurhaci couldn't help but say.

"Amma, do we still want to fight?"

Looking up at Nurhaci, Dorgon was a little confused.

In his understanding, Daikin should go through a period of cultivation and deal with those who cannot be trusted before he can continue to fight with Mingguo.

"Not without fighting!"

Sighing helplessly, Nurhachi explained.

"In the previous battle, we, Daikin, lost too much food and horses. We need time, but Mingren needs time even more."

"If Mingren is given enough time to train the Han'er in Liaodong, I, Daijin, will have no way out."

Nurhachi has a profound understanding of the current situation.

Those Han who took refuge with him had to be consumed in a fierce siege, just like when they attacked Qinghe Pass. The corpses were piled high up to the city wall, and the Ming army's gunpowder inventory was used up.

It takes too much food to raise these dogs.

If there is time for these Han men to support themselves by farming, they might as well go to North Korea and plunder a few more times. (End of chapter)