Fan Wencheng was quite unsuccessful, and even reached the point where he could not fill his stomach since last year. When the massacre of Wugu people was investigated, many people in the Fan family were killed, and even Fan Wencheng was almost killed and threw him into a mass grave. As a result, Huang Taiji discovered that this person was good when he passed by and rescued him from the brink of death. This man also began to give advice to Huang Taiji under the banner of gratitude. Through a few small things, Huang Taiji felt that this person was a little capable, not a pedantic scholar who only knew how to brag. Recently, he often brought Fan Wencheng by his side because he was concerned about Nuerhaci's feelings. Fan Wencheng did not have any official position. Sometimes he was called a study official. Some Jurchen generals called him civil officials, scholars, Fan Xiucai, and Fan Wencheng all agreed. His ideals and wishes were to become a person like Wang Zuo. Now he felt that the opportunity had come.

"Fan Wencheng." Huang Taiji easily controlled the reins and said to Fan Wencheng, who was half a horse behind him: "If you really meet the soldiers in Dongjiang Town on the road, what do you mean?"

Fan Wencheng said without hesitation: "The more the Dongjiang soldiers are, it means that Mao Wenlong lacks material resources and food. He urgently needs to use his military achievements to prove to the Ming Emperor that the Dongjiang Town is not weak. In this way, he ignores the dangers of soldiers and does not care about death and injury. Those who are forced to cross the river frequently will be dissatisfied. They should focus on recruitment and extermination as supplements. It is not that the Jin Dynasty needs these fugitives, but that they want to use their mouths to weaken Dongjiang."

Fan Wencheng paused, pursed his lips unwillingly, and refused to continue talking.

In fact, the better way is to give Han Zhuangzi and give them free and civil status. In the least, it is also to form the Eight Banners like Jurchen Mongolia, which will be farmed in normal times and eliminated the soldiers to fight during wartime.

Usually, Fuzhi is like the bannermen and Mongolians, so the Han people will not flee on a large scale, and Dongjiang Town is not a problem. After all, Dongjiang is in danger. Not only will a large number of people die on the way to escape, but when they arrive in Dongjiang, they will still die of cold and starvation. These things do not require the Later Jin side to spread rumors, and they are related to life and death. There are many Han people who know about it.

But even so, there are quite a lot of Han people who would rather die than flee to Dongjiang. Fan Wencheng is certainly aware of the reason behind this. The Later Jin side is not allowed to live, and there will be no life. Even if there is a life of death on the other side of Dongjiang, there will still be people fighting for the slim vitality. Even Fan Wencheng, after knowing the news of the large-scale massacre, could not help but think about escaping when facing the butcher knife. Such hardcore traitors are like this, let alone those simple Han people who still have some national justice in their hearts.

Fan Wencheng's suggestion can only be to use deterrent to win over, which makes the people of the Han Dynasty in Dongjiang feel suspicious, and not to treat the symptoms or root cause. It is just a helpless solution. However, he has a good way but cannot be disclosed. Once it is heard by Lao Han, not only will Fan be unable to protect his life, but even Huang Taiji will be unable to refuse the crime of unknown use of people. Therefore, he repeatedly trampled on and finally did not disclose it.

What a man Huang Taiji knew that Fan Wencheng had unfinished words. What he valued was that this Han man was not only knowledgeable about history, but also could tell some of the history of the Han people, so that he could learn from it. Unlike ordinary bannermen, he liked to listen to Han people's storytelling, which was nothing more than the Three Kingdoms of Water Margin. Huang Taiji knew that it was the words of novelists and the words of the market were of nobility, and it was of no benefit to real military and national affairs. To truly establish a regime, he had to win over a group of elites among the Han people, scholars with fame and fortune came out to give advice and sort them out from top to bottom, rather than the current rough tribal congress system and slavery system.

With the current situation, Lao Khan is afraid that he will not last for a few years. Most of the founding generals and generals will die within a few years. At that time, will the destruction of the Later Jin Kingdom continue to rise, or will it be in a storm and in the crisis of destroying the country?

"If you don't change, you will die; if you change, you will be free." Huang Taiji looked at the scenery of green and yellow in front of him, and looked at the declining villages and houses, and couldn't help but sigh gently.

Fan Wencheng had a good listening experience, but he pretended not to hear it.

Everyone walked forward and walked southeast for several days. They stopped and rested at noon every day, and sent a large number of sentry riders to explore the surroundings.

Horses were running and galloping in the deserted fields and abandoned villages, alarming groups of frightened birds and beasts. It was far from the mouth of the pine trees. In front of it was the bankrupt side wall of the Ming Kingdom, which was damaged everywhere and no longer had the function of guarding.

Most of the side walls are built on high mountains and ridges. There are very few flat land here, with overlapping mountains everywhere, and there are quite a few traces of abandoned villages on the mountains, but most of them are covered by teng vines and shrubs. It was windy at noon, and the mountains were full of trees swaying, and there were big trees embraced by several people everywhere. In some places, the trees were too dense to see clearly the situation on the mountain, but it was just a vague feeling that there were beasts lurking in it.

It is very exciting to hear the roar of tigers faintly. There are many people. If you can meet a tiger in the forest, it will be an action worth boasting.

Dorgon flew to the wasteland surrounded by a group of coats. They did not bring hunting dogs. The coats kept making noises and drove out the prey hidden in the dense weeds.

Huang Taiji was eating dry food and smiling at the little brother's trash. His eldest son Haoge was only two years younger than the fourteenth prince. In fact, Dorgon was his son, but there was no way. The youngest young prince was about 20 years younger than him. Dorgon was twelve years old this year, Dodo was only ten years old, and Haoge was ten years old, but Huang Taiji would not regard Dorgon as his son and nephew. The threat this little brother was much greater than that of those son and nephew.

At this time, Dorgon shot a hare, and the crowds rushed the rabbit to run. Baoyi Luoto, a Yehe clan, desperately drove the rabbit to Dorgon. Cao Zhenyan loudly reminded Dorgon to be more accurate in speed and to shoot arrows to predict the running speed of a rabbit. Finally, the arrow shot out, and the rabbit arrived, and Dorgon immediately cheered.

Dorgon has been learning shooting for six years, but his shooting skills are very mediocre, far from his brothers. His elder brother Dai Shan fired his arrows without any effort. The fifth brother, seventh brother and starling brother are all extremely heroic Jurchen men. Arrow skills are better than ordinary Jurchens. Even if Dorgon is a few years older than Dorgon, his martial arts are far above him. Dorgon is very smart. Smart people are generally arrogant. The lack of shooting skills is his secret injury, which makes him often feel sad. This time he shot a running rabbit in front of his starling brother, indirectly proving that his shooting skills have reached a considerable level... There is a difference between shooting targets and shooting live creatures. Shooting a running rabbit is harder than shooting people. Dorgon is very proud. He said to Roto, who ran over with the rabbit, "A good slave, and Cao Zhenyan are rewarded with five taels of silver."

Cao Zhenyan and Roto both knelt down on one leg and said, "I thank my master for your kindness."

"Yeah." Dorgon didn't care. He rode his horse to Huang Taiji and said at a distance: "Brother, I'll be lucky enough to shoot a rabbit. Let's give me some food and drinks."

Huang Taiji praised: "The 14th brother is really good at ejaculation. When I go back, I must report it to my father Khan. I will praise the 14th brother very well."

At this time, Tan Tai rode his horse from the front and said with a serious expression: "Master, I'm in trouble. The front whistle came to report and found signs of the large Ming army's activities."

"Oh?" Huang Taiji didn't mind and said calmly: "How many people are there? How wide are they? Where are we now?"

Tan Tai said: "We are now near Gushan Fort. When I looked out, I seemed to see Gushan Fort in the northwest. Now we have passed the old border wall of the Ming Dynasty. We will walk south for about three days to reach near Chengyang Fort. Now we are at the southernmost part of the Taizi River tributary. I guess the Ming people are going down the west stream in the Yahu Pass area. We have been here for a few days. This area is the border wall on the west side. Going forward straight is Kuandian Liu Fort and the abandoned border wall. We go straight east here. The Yaerkui Village of Dong'e tribe is now abandoned. This area is rarely here. The soldiers in Dongjiang Town are very active. Please be careful."

"I'll go and have a look."

Huang Taiji didn't care much about the enemy situation. After walking for many days, he did not encounter any enemy. He only encountered sporadic fugitives. He should have survived from the old Kuandian to Dong'e tribe. They picked wild fruits, wild vegetables and hunted here, like a group of frightened beasts. Huang Taiji was not interested in destroying these people. It would be better to capture the people in the forest than to arrest these fugitives. In his words, it was to make dogs and deer countries, and to produce lands with black foxes and sables. People who did not do farming and fishing for a living are surrendering. This is what he valued the most. These people can enrich the Eight Banners of the Jurchens. Sporadic Han people are useless. Han people are suitable for large-scale slavery and farming. Small-scale ones are not worth the effort.

A group of guards rode forward and walked south along the river with Huang Taiji.

From the map, the Taizi River flows westward from the Liaozhong Plain, flows all the way through the Liaoyang Zhongwei and Xianningying, and exits the border wall from the Songshukou to enter the Jurchen boundary. It is until the mountains below the Suzi River in the east are scattered into streams, and to the south they flow all the way to the near Gushan Fort. There are two forks, one eastward and the other westward. Huang Taiji and the others walk along the river to the southeast. There are three to five days ahead of them, which is Changdian Fort, which is the control area of ​​the Dongjiang District. Except for a few small whistle cavalry, there are no Later Jin soldiers entering the Kuandian Liubao area.

The dense forests and mountains are natural allies and barriers of the Dongjiang soldiers. Although they can dispatch large troops, the other party has no choice but to retreat to the Jiangkou Island. The hard army's expedition has been quite limited, so Dongjiang Town is already a bone-attached maggot in the Later Jin Dynasty. It is extremely uncomfortable, but there is no solution.

Yesterday at dusk, Huang Taiji and others saw a small cavalry team on the distant mountains, obviously rushing to transport horses to transport supplies, packs of all sizes tied up on horses, and then trek along the trails between the mountains and the dense forests.
Chapter completed!