"Liaodong is dead, and there is only one result in continuing to stay in Liaodong. Unless the Ming Dynasty can let us go, what do you think?" Seeing everyone's shocked look, Prince Yi sighed and said.

"Your Majesty, although you say it's right, you can't abandon it by saying that you want to abandon Liao? From Liaodong to west and merge with Korqin south, it sounds like a way out, but the prince needs to know that there are thousands of miles of land, and it's extremely difficult to march. Now our Qing Dynasty has hundreds of thousands of military and civilians in Liaodong, and with the supplies, it's impossible to march this way. Once the Ming army knows this, it will inevitably follow him. Then let alone reach Korqin, we may be caught up and completely defeated by the Ming army within halfway."

Musen is an old soldier. He did not disagree with Prince Yi's idea, but felt that this plan was simply a fantasy.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians said they would transfer? How could this be possible! Such a Long March is unheard of. What's more, the Ming Dynasty was eyeing Liaodong, would it be easy to see the Qing army transfer like this? From Musen's perspective, this is clearly a dead end, not a way of life.

"Yes, Prince, this must not be done!" Toliu also opposed: "The slow marching speed can't get rid of the Ming army's pursuit at all. Once the Ming army catches up, our troops will collapse on their own without waiting for the fight. I'm sorry, please think twice before you act, and never be impulsive!"

"Please think twice before you act!"

For a moment, everyone opposed Prince Yi's suggestion, and even anxiously thrust into Prince Yi and others directly kneeled down to Prince Yi, hoping that he could take back the decision.

"Get up, get up, why do you have to do this?" Prince Yi quickly helped everyone up, looking helpless.

"Prince! This matter is about the life and death of our Liaodong soldiers and people. If the prince does not take back his life, he will not be able to afford to wait."

At this point, everyone was anxious, and even Yong's apology was too much to beg Prince Yi.

Seeing this, Prince Yi couldn't help but sigh and asked everyone slowly: "Of course I know your heart, and I understand your concerns. But have you considered it? If you don't abandon Liaodong and leave, how long can we last?"

As soon as Prince Yi said this, everyone was speechless. The situation in Liaodong has deteriorated to the extreme. Even if we can survive this year, what about next year? Can they still hold on until this time next year?

According to the Ming army's strategy and tactics, the answer is obvious. By next year, they will definitely not be able to stand it. At that time, it will probably be the moment when the doomsday comes and their last moment.

"Prince! At worst, we can fight with the Ming army while we still have the power to fight!" Yongjian said with his neck blushed and his face was gritted.

"Fight? What are you going to fight?" Prince Yi asked back: "Don't you know that the Ming army's firearms are powerful? Moreover, the Ming army had long wanted our troops to take the initiative to fight with them and annihilate our troops in one fell swoop. If we have some confidence in winning, we will not retreat again and again, and we will retreat to the point where we are at the end of our lives now."

"The descendants of Taizu and Taizong, just die! But even if they can't die cowardly! I have to pull a few Ming soldiers together..." Yongxuan shouted in dissatisfaction. Prince Yi's face turned black. He raised his foot and kicked Yongxuan, who was kneeling, and scolded Yongxuan for being a bastard.

"Prince, Yongjian is young and energetic. He is not intended to offend the prince. Please spare him." Seeing that Prince Yi was really angry, Songzhu hurriedly persuaded him. In an emergency, Musen and Toliu also persuaded him. At this time, Yongjian seemed to have reacted that he had said the wrong thing, and knelt in front of Prince Yi again, lowered his head and said nothing.

After a while of anger, Prince Yi returned to normal. He sighed helplessly as he looked at everyone.

"Everyone, Liaodong can't stay anymore. The only way to live is probably to join forces with Korqin..."

"Prince..." Seeing that Prince Yi was not giving up when he saw Huanghe, he was still making this idea, and everyone was anxious to continue persuading him.

"Let me finish my words." Prince Yi raised his hand and said, "Your concerns are not unreasonable. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians, plus the baggage, etc., are far away from Liaodong to Korqin. Not to mention whether it can be reached smoothly. More importantly, the Ming army in Liaodong will never let us leave like this easily."

Isn’t Prince Yi very clear-headed? Since he knows this principle, why do he insist on it? Everyone was immediately confused.

Prince Yi continued: "Actually, I have thought that it is absolutely impossible to transfer like the Korqin army, so I decided to take away the elite troops of his troops directly. As for ordinary people, I will not go to Korqin and let them stay in Liaodong. In this way, the food and grass we got from Russia are enough to consume all the way, and the marching will be much faster if it is not dragged down. Third, the people who are left behind can paralyze the Ming army and make them think that we are still staying in Liaodong. After the Ming Dynasty reacts, it is estimated that the main force of our troops will have arrived in Mongolia long ago."

Everyone was stunned. None of them expected that Prince Yi would come up with such a solution.

Now there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Liaodong. Among them, Prince Yi has the main force controlled by about 40,000 people, and there are tens of thousands of ordinary troops. As for ordinary people, including the nobles outside the Qing Dynasty, the prince and his family are about 200,000.

According to Prince Yi's plan, it would be equivalent to taking away 40,000 main forces directly, or adding 10,000 or 20,000 ordinary troops, leaving all the remaining troops and the people in Liaodong, and discarding them together with the entire Liaodong.

"Prince! No! Doing this means abandoning the fundamentals! What should the people who stay after the main force leave? Do you watch them die if they die?"

Everyone was anxious. On the battlefield, there was usually a tactic of severing tails to survive, that is, sacrificing part of the partial army to ensure the final victory of the war, or using the sacrifice of the small part to ensure that most people leave the battlefield.

Prince Yi used this trick similar to these, but it was fundamentally different. He clearly used a great sacrifice to ensure the complete transfer of some elites, which was too expensive. What's more, the people who stayed were all Manchus, and the Manchus had kinship. This approach would be ignorant and would attract a lot of criticism, and even lead to everyone's opposition and hatred for Prince Yi.

"No need to die!" Prince Yi's voice was heavy and helpless: "When the main force left, let them all surrender to the Ming army. Although the Ming army took over the Qing world, the Ming army did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Besides, after joining the Ming Dynasty, they can survive safely, at least no longer worry about food. I think the Ming Dynasty will properly resettle these people..."
Chapter completed!