Nurhaci stood in front of a rough map and looked at it carefully, his brows furrowed.
In every battle in the past, he looked at the map and thought about tactics. It was the same when he fought against the Nine Tribes Allied Forces.
But different from the previous times when he was worried but not afraid, this time, there was a faint sense of fear in his heart. It seemed that there was a voice telling him that he could not defeat the Qin Army, and could only retreat and escape. He could not fight them head-on, or he would die.
He did not want to admit such an ending, and he did not want to accept such an ending.
This was the base camp that he had operated for many years. It was the home that he relied on for survival. If this place was abandoned, how could it still be his home?
How many of these hundreds of thousands of people would be willing to follow him and leave their homes?
Where would they go after leaving this place?
A place that the Qin army could not reach, how far was that? Would he have to go to the territory of the Eastern Sea Jurchen to survive?
If so, would the Eastern Sea Jurchen and Haixi Jurchen form an alliance again to kill him?
Would he be able to hold on by then?
Countless questions appeared in Nurhachi's mind, and he found that he could not make an accurate judgment at all.
He Heli was gone, and he found that he could not make an accurate judgment.
He could imagine several ways of dying in each path, and each way could make him die very miserably. He really had no other choice.
If he could not escape, he could only fight?
Then how should he fight?
The Qin Army advanced step by step, steadily and surely. They had all kinds of soldiers, and were like a big hedgehog. They did not march fast, but it felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on him, and he could not do anything to them. This feeling of suffocation was really not good.
That night, Nurhachi could not sleep. He did not sleep when facing the Nine Tribes Allied Forces, and he did not sleep when Chu Ying left, but now he could not sleep.
The next day, Eyidu's report came again. The Qin Army had advanced all the way along the Suzi River and had broken into Jiefan Village. He lost hundreds of men and was forced to retreat. He could not stop the Qin Army's attack. He asked Nurhachi to think of a solution as soon as possible, or the Qin Army would reach Hetuala in five days at most.
Of course, Nurhachi wanted to think of a solution, but the more anxious he was, the more anxious he became, and the more insomnia he had, the more he couldn't think of a solution. His whole body became haggard, and even Fei Yingdong and Anfeyangu could see that Nurhachi was haggard.
Two days later, Nurhachi still could not think of a solution. But the Qin Army had already advanced to Maerdun Village, burned it down, killed 162 men, and made Eyidu's men lose more than 300 men. Eyidu tried his best to attack, but was repelled by the dense arrows of the Qin Army. of.
Now there were less than 3,000 men under Eyidu's command. If this dragged on, he would die before he could cause any harm to the Qin Army. Eyidu was getting more and more anxious. He had asked for the order to fight to the death with the Qin Army.
It was too uncomfortable. He could not do anything to the enemy, and he could not find a way to stop them.
How could he fight?
How could he fight?
Eyidu was hit in the arm by an arrow. He fell into a state of mania. He became more and more ferocious and impatient to fight with the Qin Army. This constantly increased the pressure on Nurhachi. Finally, Nurhachi exploded.
"If you want to fight, then fight! If you want to die, then die! Don't stop him! Don't! "
After that, he went into his room and did not come out. Anfeyangu and Fei Yingdong looked at each other. Of course, they did not pass on Nurhachi's order. Instead, they sent a message to Eyidu, saying that Nurhachi had thought of a way to bring Eyidu back.
They could not really watch Eyidu die. Eyidu was more useful alive than dead.
Eyidu came back soon. As soon as he came back, he found Anfeyangu and Fei Yingdong. He asked them where Nurhachi was and what the solution was. He could not wait to fight with the Qin Army. It was so frustrating. So many people had died, and they had lost three strongholds, but they could not even hurt the Qin Army.
Fei Yingdong and Anfeyangu had to tell him the truth. Nurhachi had no other way. They just did not want him to die.
Eyidu was stunned for a while, and then he flew into a rage. He wanted to break into Nurhachi's room and make it clear to him, or drag him out to fight with him. It was better to die on the battlefield than here!
Fei Yingdong and Anfeiyangu immediately pulled Er Yidu back, not letting him cause any more trouble. However, they were also very anxious and perplexed, not knowing what to do. They didn't know if there was a good way to drive away the Qin army, or if this was going to be their last battle.
The scouts reported that the Qin Army would reach Hetuala in one day at most. At this time, Nurhachi came out.
His complexion was not as bad as before. It was a little ruddy. It seemed that he had eaten something.
Seeing Eyidu coming back, he was not surprised. He patted Eyidu on the shoulder and held a meeting.
In the meeting, Nurhachi said something.
He said that he knew there was a big gap between the two sides. If they fought rashly, it was very likely that they would all be wiped out. But if they did not fight, but ran away, where could they go?
Haixi Jurchen and Donghai Jurchen would not take them in. It would be good enough if they did not help the Qin Army kill them.
North Korea? That was also suicide. North Korea was surrounded by the sea on three sides. Once there was no way out, they would be chased to the sea by the Qin Army.
Continue to the east?
No one knew how to go there. No one knew if it was a road to survival or a road to death. No one knew if there was food there. It was not suitable for survival. No one knew, and there was a high chance that they would starve to death on the way.
So now it seemed that there were not many ways left for them. Fighting to the death might be the best way.
He knew that everyone was worried that they would be defeated by the Qin Army and die, becoming slaves. But if they ran away without fighting, they would still die.
Instead of dying on the road to escape, why not die a heroic death on the battlefield?
Fighting with all your strength might not necessarily lead to death, right?
Fighting with all your strength might not necessarily lead to a crushing defeat, right?
We are familiar with the terrain, we have familiar natural strongholds, we have the help of hundreds of thousands of clansmen, and we have 30,000 warriors who can fight. Why should we admit defeat like this?
The battle has not started yet, has it?
"I know some of you are afraid. You have been afraid ever since you were defeated last time. But the Han have come to our doorstep. Do you think we will be willing to put down our weapons and surrender to be slaves?
Rather than that, I would rather die on the battlefield! Although we will still die, we will die a heroic death, a worthy death! We have no other choice. We have no other way but to die. Are you willing to be enslaved to death by the Han, or die fighting to the death?! "
Nurhachi shouted loudly. His tall and stalwart body actually awakened the fighting spirit of the Jianzhou Jurchen.
Fei Yingdong, Fei Yanggu, and Eyidu immediately knelt in front of him excitedly, willing to give up everything they had to fight for him.
The others were also encouraged, willing to fight for him.
One day before the war began, the morale of the Jianzhou Jurchen was actually boosted by Nurhachi in an unimaginable way.
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