The Jingqili River, the largest tributary on the left bank of Heilongjiang River, originates from the southern foot of the Outer Xing'an Mountains and is more than 2,000 miles long. This is a wealthy Jiangdong Plain, a place where the Soren tribes lived and fished for generations.

When Dorgon decided to retreat from Harwen to Yuanhui instead of retreating to the Heilongjiang estuary, he felt that this area was more fertile. If the Jurchens had gained a foothold here, they could use the farming techniques obtained from the Han people in the Central Plains to rest here.

When Dorgon took his few remaining defeated soldiers and landed on the black soil, he was already far away from Yuanhui City.

Beijing in the Qing Dynasty has been lost.

In the past few years, they have abandoned Liaoyang, Shengjing and Shenyang, and evacuated Harwen, Xinjing. Now, Yuanhui in Beijing has also been lost.

He stood on the river bank in a daze, looking at the increasingly desolate world in shock.

Although he had just moved north to Yuanhui and came to the Jingqili River once, everything that appeared in front of him was still extremely strange to him.

In an instant, he was shocked by this incomparable desolation and even forgot his existence.

This is where we are going to live again?

He asked himself in his heart that we could not even defend the vast Liaodong area outside the pass. Now we are carrying thousands of defeated soldiers, women, children, elderly and weak, insufficient weapons, and insufficient money and food. How can we gain a foothold here?

He had no idea of ​​all this and had already exhausted.

Dorgon was stunned for a while, then took heavy steps and walked forward.

The temporary camp on the river bank was filled with people carrying simple luggage. Iron pots, water shells, blankets and quilts were placed everywhere, and some even brought chickens and ducks.

These people walked around in a panic, some sat in numbness, and some injured people could only fall asleep under the tree after resignation.

Dorgon knew that this place was not safe and that it was not far from Yuanhui. However, after a heavy rain, the water in the river rose sharply. Some ice had even appeared in the turbid river, so it was impossible to continue to escape upstream at this time.

The temporary camp was more like a refugee camp. A cruel fact was quickly placed in front of them. They fled in a hurry when they came out of Yuanhui. There was no sufficient food, and there was not enough blankets and clothes to protect the cold. Not to mention that when they broke through the siege on the road, they encountered a commando of the Han army. Among these people who finally emerged, there were many wounded people. In this cold north, they lacked medical treatment and medicine.

"We can't stay here for too long. All the soldiers and horses of the Han army will soon chase after us. The Han people had a naval fleet, which was previously blocked not far downstream of Yuanhui. But now it is estimated that Yuanhui City has been broken by the Han army, and the fortresses in the downstream have also been dispersed. The Han people's naval ships will chase after them along the Jingqili River, and the lowly people of the Soren tribe. They are more familiar with this place than us. With them as guides, we can't get rid of them at all."

Jirgalang said with pessimism.

"I know. But we can't walk in the river now, we can only go ashore. We lack food and have to hunt. There are many wounded people. Everyone hasn't had a rest for a few days. Now we need a temporary rest," Dorgon said helplessly.

A general who inlaid the red flag could not help but say, "No matter where we escape, the Han people will not let us go."

Everyone was silent for a moment. This was a fact that everyone knew. No one wanted to listen to his reminder. But even so, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, no one would be willing to tie them up.

"That damn Haoge, he will not be allowed to meet the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty after his death!"

Aisin Jueluo cursed with hatred that Haoge not only had betrayed the Qing Dynasty. In this battle of the Han army's siege against Yuanhui, Jiergalang and others led the last main force of the Qing army to defend the line of the Little Xing'an Mountains. But in the end, Haoge led his traitor army to disguise himself as the Eight Banners soldiers, penetrated into the weakest connection area, and gave the Qing army a fatal blow.

"That bitch is raised, but he is still the eldest son of Emperor Taizong, but now he uses the corpses of the same clan to be his ladder to advance."

Haoge is now in the Han Dynasty. He has been named the Marquis of Kaiguo County and is still the general officer. He commands the Jianzhou Town, composed of the Jurchen surrendered army. During the past two years of war with the Qing army, he has always been on the charge and has no mercy and ruthlessness to their former compatriots.

"Maybe we should surrender."

Finally someone came up with this sentence.

Dorgon sneered twice. He believed that many people had thought about this for a long time, but no one dared to raise it in person. Maybe, I had talked about how many surrenders he had long been behind his back.

Another person responded, "In order to leave a few species for the Jurchens, think about it. You can't let the Jurchens die out, right?"

"Maybe it would be better to surrender to the Han people, for example, this would be better. Hauge surrendered to the Han people, and he still had to be appointed as a marquis and promoted to the post of a marquis?"

Dorgon waved his hand powerlessly, "At this point, I am powerless to turn things around. The Qing Dynasty has already perished, and only the Jurchens have escaped. I can't care about everyone who wants to escape and surrender, nor do I want to stop them. If you want to surrender, you can leave your weapons, leave your food, blankets, etc., and then go south, or wait for the Han army here. If you don't want to surrender, I will take you all to continue north, as far as you can go. If you can get the blessing of God and bless us to escape from heaven, we will rest and recuperate in the north!"

Someone was eager to wait and said, "Everyone has no food, they all went north, so what should we do?"

Many people were reluctant to hand over all the food and weapons.

Dorgon gave in the last step, "Well, you keep the food yourself, but you have to give us weapons. We need weapons when we go north."

After a long debate, more than half of the people planned to surrender south, and only a very small number were willing to continue fleeing north. The generals told the more than 3,000 people in the temporary camp that resulted, and in the end, less than 1,000 people were willing to move north. The rest were already tired, and they accepted their fate and were willing to stay and surrender to the Han people.

"If you want to surrender to the Han, give us your weapons, and then you will move to the land by the river. If you are willing to continue north, we are in the north, and everyone will have their last meal here, and then part with each other and go their separate ways."

At Dorgon's special request, the last two thousand Jurchens who were preparing to surrender kept all the weapons they were carrying, but the food was not given out.

The north and the south are divided into two sides. Those who want to descend south to move to the river bank, while those who want to advance north are resting not far away.

"Those cowards!"

Jirgalang stood in the middle of both sides and spat at the river bank.

Dorgon's face was gloomy and terrible.

Night soon fell, and bonfires rose in the two temporary camps not far apart. Some of the hunted prey were set up and burned with some food carried by the escape. In the past few days, everyone had a rare hot meal.

The night gradually deepened, and the river bank gradually became quieter.

In Dorgon's camp, Dorgon was fully armed at this time. Behind him were five hundred Eight Banners soldiers who were also fully armed. These five hundred people were almost all warriors of the two white flags and the last elites of the Jurchens. They had always assumed the role of Dorgon's personal guard in the past. In the daytime choice, they almost unanimously chose to follow Dorgon to continue advancing and retreating together.

"Are we really going to do this?" Jirgalang was also one of the people who were unwilling to surrender to the Han Dynasty. At this time, the one-armed prince was entrusted by Dorgon to guard the camp, and he himself wanted to take his five hundred personal guards to eradicate those cowardly and incompetent cords.

"I would rather kill them all with my own hands than see them surrender to the Han Dynasty. The Jurchens can be defeated, but they must not be so backboneless!"

After saying that, Dorgon drew his sword and waved it forward and vigorously. Five hundred twelve white flag soldiers rushed to the riverbank camp not far away in silence.

On the banks of the river, those people had never expected that their compatriots would turn around and kill, turning against each other. Many people were sleeping after eating, and for several days, everyone was exhausted. When they thought that they would finally not have to escape, they might have a stable day after surrendering to the Han Dynasty, and they all fell asleep quickly.

A sneak attack in the dark night. Five hundred elite white flag soldiers were completely a massacre against two thousand unarmed and unprepared Jurchen flagmen.

When some people reacted, it was too late and they panicked. They shouted, "They begged for mercy, but Dorgon and his personal guards were already red in their eyes. They slashed around with swords and swords, showing no mercy.

Whether it is a man, a woman, or a wounded person.

In Dorgon's eyes, when these people were planning to surrender to the Han people, they were no longer Jurchens. These traitors and cowards, it was because of these people in the Qing Dynasty that they were defeated until now.

The massacre lasted until dawn. When the morning light was slightly dewed, the east was dark, and the river bank was filled with a strong smell of blood. The corpses everywhere, and the blood dyed the river bank black, and even the river water turned red.

Many two white flag soldiers were searching among the dead bodies.

They were taking away all valuable things from these dead people as Dorgon asked, food, clothing, shoes, everything.

In the early morning, less than a thousand Jurchens were left next to their companions' bodies. After breakfast, they set off and continued north. They could not take the boat, so they could only walk along the river bank to the north while opening a road.

This is a long and arduous road.

The group walked for a day, but had not yet walked twenty miles.

By the evening, the exhausted Jurchens found the pursuers.

The pursuers arrived very quickly. The Jurchens just discovered them, but they were caught up before they could escape.

The person who came was a pursuer guided by the Sorens, and the leader was Marquis Haoge, the general of Jianzhou Town.

After a fight, Dorgon instantly fell down dozens of people, and the remaining hundreds were surrounded by Haoge's soldiers.

"Dorgon, I'm glad to see that you are not dead yet!" Haoge looked at Dorgon coldly.

"Haoge, are you willing to be a hawk or dog of the Han people? Are you right to Taizu and Taizong?"

Haoge looked at Dorgon and felt full of hatred. If it weren't for the three brothers of Dorgon's brothers, he would have inherited the throne after Emperor Taizong's death. However, for the sake of his own desire, Dorgon insisted on stopping him and finally made a three-year-old child the emperor. Dorgon became the regent himself and controlled the government.

Even in the later Western Expedition, he was the head coach, but the Duoduo brothers deliberately seized his command, which eventually led to the Jurchens defeat in Yanbei. That big defeat also completely defeated the Jurchens.

At that time, he finally chose to surrender to the Han Dynasty because he knew that with Dorgon there, the Qing Dynasty would not have his place.

"Dorgon, what qualifications do you have to say such things? The Eight Banners of Yuanhui City are still resisting, but you have already abandoned the city and fled. You are even slaughtering two thousand tribes who are not willing to fight again. Dorgon, the Qing Dynasty is completely destroyed in your hands."

Dorgon snorted coldly and held the sword in his hand tightly.

"The success and defeat of the enemy are so much to say. Today, let us settle the grudges and grudges of the past!"

"What do you want to end?"

"Let us make the duel." Dorgon looked around. There were less than a thousand people around him, and less than half of them could fight. However, there were no less than two thousand people surrounding them, and they also had horses and muskets.

Dorgon, who knew that he was hopeless to escape, only hoped to be tougher in the end.

"Dull? It's all this. Don't you want to surrender to the great man?"

Dorgon shook his head.

"It seems that you are self-aware. Even if you want to surrender, you will never escape the death."

"Stop talking nonsense, do you dare to fight me?"

Haoge jumped off the horse, and the generals around him dissuaded him, but Haoge ignored it.

"Will I miss this thief have the chance to kill this thief by hand? You all listen, no one is allowed to intervene in a while. If I am unlucky to die under this thief's sword, you must not let them go and take them all back. If anyone resists, they will be killed without any hesitation."

Haug held his sword, but threw the pistol aside.

"ah!"

The two shouted, both holding swords and rushing towards each other.

The two swords intersected, and Mars flew everywhere.

After the swords collided, the two of them quickly staggered again, then they turned around quickly, and swung their swords and slashed over again.

"you"

Haoge looked at the short sword that was sucked into his ribs, and couldn't believe it. Dorgon actually took out another short sword when he turned around and stabbed it into Haoge's ribs with an unpredictable knife.

"Even if I die, I will take you, the traitor, away first!" Dorgon said with a cold face.

"Then die together!"
To be continued...