Chapter 21: White Mountain and Black Water (5)

"What would he do if he is worried about a dog that is strayed?" Zhu Zhi, who was lying on the hospital bed, murmured to himself. The news of the conquering Kelaru was transmitted to the Fangzhou camp on time two days later. The generals of the Liaodong army were very happy, as if the Jurchens in front of him were about to break.

Only Zhu Zhi's mind was spinning quickly, thinking about the opponent's next move.

Zahazi was his first military opponent, but Zhu Ci had already tried his best to do anything. If any opponent in this era was so powerful, Zhu Ci was afraid that his spirit would collapse sooner or later!

Tie Xuan sat beside him and said proudly: "Don't worry, your highness, heal his wounds, lost his nest, Zahaqi is already in the jar."

Zhu Zhi said: "The story is not that simple. Zahaqi is still fighting with beasts. Even a dog who is struggling will jump over the wall. After dealing with him for more than a year, this person has never been so easy to deal with.

The first battle in Liaodong was fought against our army; a few days ago, it suddenly attacked at night. Zahaqi was our army's strongest opponent in Liaodong, so there should be no slight slack.

I know that the strategy of attacking Lalu for thousands of miles is very exciting, and it is half successful now. But in front of such a strong opponent, even a little relaxation will lead to the gain of the initiative.

Therefore, our army must be careful and careful, and turn initiative into final victory. Dingshi, you are the mind of the Liaodong Army and you must not underestimate the enemy at any time."

Tie Xuan was just a young man under thirty years old. Zhu Zhi had mastered history early and promoted him to the core position of the entire Liaodong Army.

Thousand Miles Run is worthy of being a bold and exquisite military masterpiece. It is normal for Tie Xuan to be a little proud. At this time, Zhu Zhi just wanted to give him some warning, and the growth of famous generals requires thousands of tempering.

Tie Xuan knew that he was a little proud of his underestimation just now, so he quickly stood up and bowed to Zhu Shi: "What Your Highness said is so great, the tripod is indeed a bit proud, your Highness is sorry.

Beizhi guessed that Zahazi would not run away in a hurry like a stray dog.

Even after knowing this news, he would first notify his eldest son to retreat, so General Ye needed to pester Fele; if I was not wrong, when the Jurchens bluffed and launched a large-scale attack on our army, it would be the day when Zahaqi withdraws his troops.

The plan for humble duties is to follow the original plan. Continuously send scouts to harass him, and then invite him to attack him halfway."

Zhu Zhi nodded and said, "Zhaqi has no capital in his hands, so he needs to be careful that they will escape to the grassland and unite with the Mongolians.

You quickly sent someone to Zhenbei Pass to send an order. First, you ordered him not to let Feile escape. Second, you tied my pocket to the west. Whenever a Jurchen runs to the grassland, he will only ask."

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Zahaqi listened to the story of the defeated army in Dilalu, Zhongtai, and sat on the tiger-skin chair for a long time without any response. He waved his hand and asked the defeated army to go down for dinner and change clothes, and told him not to mention this matter to the people around him. After the explanation.

Zahaqi leaned weakly on the tiger-skin chair, closing his eyes and thinking. Fei Yanggu looked at his father as if he had suddenly become ten years older at this moment.

He Zheshun and Mu Shitu dared not speak in the tent. They knew the habit of Khan very well. Only when it was urgent and very difficult would Khan be silent. The two of them remained silent.

Leaving quietly, only Da Khan and Xiao Prince Fei Yanggu were left.

Fei Yanggu said: "Ama does not need to be worried. His son led a group of men to take back Lalu."

Zahaqi slowly opened his eyes and looked at his heroic son in front of him. He smiled slightly: "My little eagle can finally flap its wings and fly high, and his ambition is commendable. Come, come over and sit next to Ama.

"Fei Yanggu walked to the carpet beside Zahaqi and sat down.

Zahaqi stroked his son lovingly and said, "Son, who is stronger than our Jurchens?"

Fei Yanggu said: "Of course it is our Jurchens. Didn't Ama say that the Jurchens are the bravest warriors in the world. The Jurchens are not satisfied with ten thousand and are invincible, right?"

Zahaqi laughed and said, "You are right. If you count them all, the Jurchens are indeed the bravest warriors in the world. But a war is not just about human courage.

In the far south, Han barbarians have three times larger than Liaodong, and their population is ten times larger than that of the Jurchens. Their products are ten times larger than that of Liaodong. So compared with the Han people, Jurchens are very, very weak.

Fei Yanggu said: "Then, why do we still have to fight against the Han people?"

This sentence seemed to touch Zahaqi's heart. He looked at the darkness outside the tent for a long time before he said, "Survival is first for survival, and second for better survival.

We Jurchens live too hard, and are born between the white mountains and black waters, and livestock, fishing and hunting, everything depends on the weather.

Liaodong is bitter and cold, a blizzard, and countless cattle and sheep are frozen to death, and the hard work of a year has turned into nothing. How many children can survive in our land? 30% or 30% of them. It takes five years for a woman to support a child. It’s too hard, and the Jurchens are too hard.

Sometimes, Ama even complains about why the Heaven of Changsheng placed us Jurchens on such a land. Let these hardworking and brave people suffer so much hardship.

No one in this world is born to fight and bleed, but Ama has no choice. In order to allow the Jurchens to survive better, Ama has tried his best to merge the Jurchen tribes and gather all our strength to fight for that fertile land south.

Let our subjects and our descendants have a better environment to recuperate and reproduce for generations.”

Zahaqi knew such heartfelt words, Fei Yanggu didn't know how much he could understand, but he still had to say it because he was not sure if he would have the opportunity to educate his son in the future.

Fei Yanggu said ignorantly: "Then, Ama, can we win?"

Zahaqi smiled bitterly, touched his head and said, "The Han Dynasty's court controlled a corner of the world, and the Jurchens had no chance of winning.

But in the past few years, the army of Liaodong was slack, and our Haixi Jurchens merged so many tribes. Ahma thought that as long as he persisted for another one or two years, he would win a few battles against the Han people in Liaodong, and the remaining power of the victory was narrowed and the Han court required the Han court to enthrone a fertile land in the Liaohe River for us.

In that case, the Jurchens can farm and live a stable life.

Who knew that a Liao king came. Since he arrived in Liaodong, he has been pressing against us Jurchens step by step. This Liao king is indeed an extraordinary person.

His approach was completely different from the Han people in the past, developing industry and commerce, strengthening the Liaodong military and horses, and splitting our Jurchens. Every step was scattered, and every step was hit by the Jurchens' life gate. If this continued, the Jurchens would sooner or later die out the clan and the race.

That's why Ama took the risk and wanted to decide Liaodong in one battle. But, there was only one thing that the Han people said. After Yu was born, why did Liang be born? The so-called Yuliang is in Liaodong. In Liaodong, the King of Liao is Zhuge Liang, and Ama is Zhou Yu."

Seeing Ama's expression becoming more and more depressed, Fei Yanggu knew what Ama meant, and he knelt on the ground and said, "Ama, give your son a bunch of troops. Son, go and capture the King of Liao."

Zahaqi pulled his son up, touched his braid with pity, and said, "It's too late, everything is too late. Lalu was occupied and his foundation is shaken. The Jurchens are in great trouble.

Don’t worry about Ama anymore. Tomorrow night, you and your uncle Zamuling will lead your father’s two thousand personal guards to quietly leave the camp and head north.

Secretly sneak through Heilongjiang to the Jurchen territory north of the Ala Mountains. There is a vast land there. You take root there, annex the tribes there, cultivate and survive, avoid the Liao King's military forces, and leave some seeds for our Haixi Jurchens.

Remember, never come to avenge Ahma in your lifetime. Remember, remember!"

Fei Yanggu looked at his father in surprise, why did his father let him run so far? When he was anxious, tears flowed out. He choked and said, "No, I won't leave Ama, I will be with Ama no matter what. Don't leave me.

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Zahaqi said: "We Jurchens shed blood and do not shed tears. When you are old, the eagle will always fly to the blue sky. You cannot crawl at your parents' feet forever.

You must remember that this is a major event for the Jurchens, and you must do it carefully. Uncle Zamuling is loyal and does things in moderation. You must respect him and listen to him. Do you know?" Finally, he emphasized his tone, very harsh.

Fei Yanggu knew that Ama had made up his mind, so he had to bow his head and take the order.

Zahaqi took him to Zamuling's tent, and saw that his injuries were healed a little and he could sit up. At first sight, when Zahaqi and his son walked into the tent, Zamuling quickly struggled to get up and salute. Zahaqi pressed him down.

Zamuling said worriedly: "What He Zheshun said just now is true feelings?"

Zahaqi nodded slowly and said, "Yes, Lalu had fallen into the hands of the Han people five days ago."

Zamuling said: "Justice just now, I thought of a solution. The Khan could leave a member of the Liaodong army here, and then the army quickly returned to Lalu, and then gathered the eldest prince's troops, and the matter could still be done."

Zahaqi said: "Haha, you can rest assured and recuperate. These things don't require you to worry about. It's just that there is one thing. The current situation is critical. Tomorrow, you will accompany the little prince north to Alashan to find Beishan to get reinforcements."

Zamuling raised his body in surprise: "What? Dahan wants his subordinates to leave. No, I want to stay with Dahan. Even if I can't fight on the battlefield, I have to give advice to Dahan!"

Zahaqi waved his hand and whispered: "Xiaoqi, I won't ambush you. This battle is a great disaster in the western part of our sea. It's hard to say whether we can cross it or not.

You are the one I trust most. The little prince entrusted it to you to leave some seeds for our western part of the sea. If Lalu turns danger into safety, it will not be too late for you to come back."

Zamuling had tears in his eyes and bowed his head to take the order. He knew that Zahaqi was not a person who easily admitted defeat. It seemed that the situation had reached a critical moment, so he forced the Khan to take such a move.

The next day, Zahaqi promoted the tent. On the one hand, he ordered Zamuling to escort the young prince Fei Yanggu to Beishan tribe to request reinforcements. On the other hand, he sent an order to continue the three armies and did not allow anyone to spread the news of Lalu's loss in the army.

However, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind continued. One day later, when a large number of defeated soldiers and the elderly, young, women and children of Lalu arrived at the military camp, it was no longer a matter of rumors. All the Jurchens in the mountains of Fangzhou knew about the bad news from Lalu.

Zahaqi camped the defeated soldiers and old friends, women and children independently, but still could not stop the people in the Jurchen camp from panic. Zamuling and Fei Yanggu were preparing to lead the army north to bring reinforcements, which further aggravated this uneasy atmosphere.

As night falls, melancholy Jurchen folk songs float over the camp...

"Youyouza, Babuza, the wolf is here, the tiger is here, and the tiger is here.

Youyouza, Babuza, little prince, go to bed quickly, Ama is going to fight the horses."

The lights in the tent of Garbin Adi, the leader of Yisu's division, were dim. Garbin Adi said to the person kneeling on the ground with a blue face: "Who sent you here?"

The person on the ground replied: "Go back to my uncle! Yes, it was from Nagu who sent his nephew."

Garbin Adao: "Dekji, Dikeji, how many benefits did Nagu give you, making you desperately be a lobbyist."

Dirkji said: "No, my nephew didn't get any benefits. But I was just very worried about my uncle's safety."

Garbina sneered, "Hehe, okay, don't say these nice words. What words do you want to bring? Say it out quickly."

Dirkji wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Na, Nagu said, "Don't you remember the oath you made by the Hun River more than thirty years ago."

When Garbina heard this, he was immediately stuck on the spot and said for a while: "I'm afraid I'm forgetting that he was Nagu. Oh, get up, sit down and talk."

Then Dikeji stood up, rubbed his knees and sat on the stool, saying, "Nagu said, if my uncle said this, he would have to reply. This did not only not make the Jurchens more prosperous, but was digging the tombs for the Jurchens.

Now the leader of the Han people, Zhu Zhiying, the king of Liao, is famous for Shenwu. Liaodong will sooner or later be destroyed. Instead of burning all the jades and stones, it is better to defect to the big tree to find a way out for the Jurchens."

Garbina said with a slight slap in his heart: "Can he Nagu surrender to the Han people and kill us Jurchens in turn make the Jurchens more prosperous?"

When Dirkji heard him say this, he laughed out loud and said, "Nagu said this, my uncle will definitely say this, haha ​​he sees it very accurately."

Garbina said angrily: "This old fox actually teased me!! What else does he have to say?"

Dirkji quickly stopped laughing and said, "He said, what does the uncle's name mean in the Jurchen language? My uncle naturally knows. 1. There is a saying in the Han people that those who know the practitioner are heroes. My uncle can see clearly what the situation is now.

When my nephew came here just now, he saw the Khan's personal guard camp be ready to set off. Even the little prince was about to run away. Khan was already at his end."

Garbin glared: "Is this what he taught you?"

Dirkji said: "No, no, although my nephew is a little stupid, can't even see this? My uncle, when I came to my forehead, said, "You are the only brother, I ask my uncle to think twice."

Nagu also said, "The commander of the 30,000 guards is still waiting for his uncle!"

Garbina thought of his sister who was widowed at the age of thirty, and couldn't help feeling sad, and sighed, "What else can you bring to you?"

Dirkji took off his boots, took out his boots for a long time before taking out a small ball and handed it to Garbina.

After reading the Wax Pill Letter, Garbin was surprised. Unexpectedly, he fell into the Han people's calculations step by step, even himself. Garbin a sighed and leaned against the chair and closed his eyes and pondered.
Chapter completed!