Wanli 1592

Chapter 1075
Seeing Nurhachi's actions, Fei Yingdong stepped forward and walked to Nurhachi's side.

"What do we do next? Just wait here to die?"

Fei Yingdong's face was full of unwillingness: "I don't want to end my life like this."

"Aren't you reconciled?"

Nurhachi asked.

"Of course I'm not reconciled! I don't want to die like this! Death is worthless!"

Fei Yingdong angrily squatted on the ground and punched him down.

"Then how do you want to die?"

"Like a warrior, fight to the death!"

Fei Yingdong looked at Nurhachi: "Even if I have to die in desperation, I don't want to die. It's meaningless. I want to die in battle! We still have three thousand men, why can't we die in battle? Why starve to death?"

"When did I say we were starving to death?"

Nurhachi grinned: "At this point, do you think we still need to starve to death?"

Nurhachi walked to his horse, and stretched out his hand to caress the exhausted horse that was foaming at the corner of its mouth.

"It has been with me for five years, and it has followed me for hundreds of times. Sometimes I even feel that my son is not close to me without it."

"so?"

Fei Yingdong looked at Nurhachi inexplicably, and then his pupils shrank. He saw Nurhachi pull out his knife and stab it into the horse's neck. The horse screamed, twitched, and fell to the ground. They fell to the ground together and did not let go of the knife.

His behavior shocked everyone.

After a while, the horse lost its breath and stopped moving. Nurhachi also slowly got up, wiped the blood on his face, and looked at his followers.

"We have come to a dead end, there is no way to go, if we go on, we will die of hunger and thirst, and the horses will also starve to death and thirst. We will die meaningless and worthless. Just now, Fei Yingdong and I said, it's pointless for him not to want to die, he wants to die in battle.

Well, I think this is a good way to die. We have nothing to eat and drink, so let’s kill the horse, drink horse blood, roast horse meat, eat and drink enough, we are here, waiting for the Han people Come. "

As he spoke, Nurhachi bent down and picked up a handful of horse blood, swallowing the strong smell.

The scene was still for a while, and it was Fei Yingdong who broke the stillness. With a roar, Fei Yingdong pulled out his sword and stabbed it into the horse's neck, killing the horse that had been with him for three years.

His actions seemed to be contagious. After a while, the remaining Jianzhou soldiers started to kill all the horses. These thousands of exhausted horses were all killed, and their owners drank their blood and ate their flesh.

Nurhachi asked people to go into the woods to cut wood, and then he roasted the horse meat and ate his own horse. He also gathered his family, two women and a dozen children by the way.

He invited the women and children to eat horse meat, and also brought the only few pots to cook soup, so that they could eat meat and drink soup to satisfy their hunger.

Daishan seemed to realize something, and glanced at his younger siblings, as well as his two father's women, with pity.

Shao Qing, he no longer had such thoughts, picked up a piece of horse meat and bit it fiercely.

Everyone was biting the horse meat, chewing desperately mouthful after mouthful, as if they wanted to use all their strength on chewing, desperately filling their stomachs, restoring energy, and making the weak body strong again.

After more than half an hour, they were full, everyone ate a lot, and planned to keep the rest until Qin Jun arrived.

Then, Nurhachi asked Daishan, Abai, Tanggu, Mangurtai, Tabai and Abatai to be kept by Nurhachi's side, and the other women and children were taken into the woods by him, and Fei Yingdong followed suit. He did it according to the same method, leaving only a few grown-up sons, and the others were brought into the woods.

Then, some other Jianzhou soldiers who were still protecting their families also made choices.

When Nurhachi came out of the woods, his body was stained with some blood. Tabai and Abatai looked at Nurhachi very strangely, and actually asked Nurhachi what he was doing in, where were his mother and other brothers?

Nurhachi didn't answer their questions, but asked them to hold the weapons in their hands.

"We're going to fight the fierce enemy soon, stay with Ama and kill the enemy together, you know?"

Nurhachi patted Tabai and Abatai on the shoulders.

The two ten-year-old children nodded slightly hesitantly.

Daishan walked up to Nurhachi with a look of unbearable expression.

"Ama, do you have to do this?"

"My son, you can't be a dog to the Han people."

Nurhachi answered decisively.

Everything that should be dealt with was dealt with, and the entire Jianzhou soldier group was filled with deep sorrow.They sat on the ground with Nurhachi, waiting for the arrival of the Qin army.

Mao Wenlong's sentry cavalry found out the situation of the Jianzhou soldiers. After a little analysis, Mao Wenlong knew that this was a mourning soldier, or a mourning soldier who was full of food and drink.

"They use war horses as food. After eating their last meal, they must want to make a final fight. They have become mourners, and they will go all out without reservation. Their moves are fatal. If we bump into them, we will definitely suffer heavy losses. , and even fear of defeat.”

Mao Wenlong made an accurate judgment.

"Then, what shall we do?"

A minister will question Mao Wenlong.

"What should I do? You ask me what to do? You keep claiming to be Marshal Xiao's soldiers, and you came with Marshal Xiao's Northern Expedition, and now you ask me what to do? Are you afraid?"

Mao Wenlong looked at his temporary subordinates jokingly.

The expressions of the subordinates changed.

"If you are afraid, I have many ways to clean up those Jian slaves more easily, what do you think?"

Mao Wenlong's face was full of teasing.

"General, are you using the aggressive method?"

"Yes, because I'm worried that when you face a group of barbarians who want to die, you will feel pity for your own life, and you will be really afraid."

Mao Wenlong mocked his subordinates without thinking.

The faces of the generals changed immediately.

"I have never been afraid of anything since I joined forces with His Majesty!"

"The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood are here, what are you afraid of?!"

"I have killed more people than you have ever seen before! Brat! Don't be crazy!"

"How dare you insult us!"

"Fight, let's fight! Brat! None of those who follow His Majesty to rebel are cowards!!"

The faces of the generals were all red with anger, and they stared at Mao Wenlong.

"Well, come with me, face to face, face to face! Kill those barbarians! I want to see if you have the momentum to follow His Majesty to rebel!"

"You look good on me!"

The generals put down their harsh words, and went back to encourage their soldiers.

After a while, the sky-shattering shouts of killing sounded.

Mao Wenlong smiled.

A group of mourners looking for death.

A group of warriors who defend their honor.

Both sides have reasons for not being able to back off.

Mao Wenlong felt that in this final battle, in any case, conspiracy and tricks could no longer be used.

Although he has many ways to make life worse than death for the group of mourners on the opposite side, they collapsed and died.

But, he just didn't think he could do it.

You have to tear them apart face to face.

Mao Wenlong, who always thought he was very smart, felt that he had lost his calmness and composure at this moment. When he learned that the other party was sitting in the open space waiting for them, Mao Wenlong felt his blood boil.

He has never seen the battle of trapped beasts, and there must not be many people who have seen it.

Many people in the army may not have seen it all their lives, but he has seen it.

How perfect is that?

This will surely become an indelible halo in his military career.

Mao Wenlong thinks so.

So, he will do anything for it.

The Qin army immediately dispatched, came to the large open space, and looked at the group of mourning soldiers with fierce aura from afar.

It's really exciting.

Mao Wenlong took a deep breath, trembling all over.

It is worthwhile to encounter this kind of battle in life.

(End of this chapter)