The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 177 Let’s Die Together
Guangning City.

"Great Khan, the Eighth Prince has been defeated, and the 300,000-man army has been annihilated. The Qingdi City is marching towards Hetuala."

Li Yongfang staggered in, his weather-beaten face full of fear, as if a disaster was about to happen.

Three days had passed since the Battle of Haizhou City. Li Yongfang, who had been keeping an eye on the battle situation, received the pigeon message as soon as possible.

Looking at the battle report, the sky fell.

For a moment, Li Yongfang felt dizzy and desperate. In order to hope for a chance of survival, he had to force himself to rush to the front line.

"What? Defeated? Where's Huang Taiji?"

"This is an army of 300,000 soldiers, and an army composed of 8,000 innate masters. In just a few days, they were all defeated?"

Upon hearing this bad news, Nurhaci took three or two steps forward, grabbed Li Yongfang's arm tightly, and asked hysterically.

This is an army of 300,000, half of the Later Jin's wealth. Now the whole army has been wiped out. Hetuala is attacked from all sides. The war situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable for them. How can Nurhaci not be anxious!
The disaster of national destruction is right in front of us!
"The Eighth Prince is dead."

"The dense forest outside Haizhou City was razed to the ground. Even though the Eighth Prince used the Burning Blood Technique, he was still no match for Shen Yuanliang in the end."

Li Yongfang gritted his teeth and spoke intermittently.

He thought that after joining the Later Jin Dynasty, he would live a life of wealth and glory from then on, but he did not expect that the insignificant little man would grow up to the point where even the Later Jin Dynasty could not afford to offend.

May I ask where the road leads? Where will he go next? Is there a place for him in this vast world?
"Dead? Huang Taiji is dead too?"

Upon hearing this, Nurhaci stepped back repeatedly and fell down on the cold ground, his eyes blank and unfocused.

The four great beiles of the Later Jin Dynasty were Daishan, Amin, Manggurtai and Huang Taiji. Now Amin, Manggurtai and Huang Taiji all died at the hands of Shen Yuanliang, with the old sending off the young.

Even though his heart was as hard as iron, Nurhaci found it difficult to accept this cruel reality for a while.

Shen Yuanliang, when thinking of this name, a surge of hatred surged in his heart. At this moment, Nurhaci wished he could drink his blood and eat his flesh to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Ama, what should we do now?"

Daishan, the great prince standing by, hurriedly helped Nurhaci up, frowned, and asked in a serious tone.

With the 500,000-strong army of King Xu Da of Zhongshan gazing covetously in front and the mighty army of Qingdi City behind, the Later Jin Dynasty had almost no hope unless a miracle happened.

No one could have imagined that the once powerful Later Jin would end up like this, with its demise imminent.

"If we have to die, we will die together."

"Li Yongfang, go and prepare the altar. I'll give you three days to get it done."

Pulling out an architectural blueprint from the bookshelf next to him, Nurhaci's face was ferocious and his eyes were bloodshot, like a demon from hell, which made people shudder.

As the Khan of the Later Jin Dynasty and the founding emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Nurhaci had his own pride. Since we were going to die anyway, let's go to hell together!
As for escaping, Nurhaci had no such idea. The key point was that he could not afford to lose face. All the glory of his life was here, and he would die here.

"promise!"

Li Yongfang took the blueprint with both hands, bowed and stepped back. After leaving the tent, he hurriedly gathered people to build the altar.

This is a nine-story altar, 49 meters in diameter and 36 meters high. Such a huge project would not have been completed in three days if people had not been strengthened after the strange changes in heaven and earth.

Even so, we have to work day and night without a moment's rest.

"Daishan, take Dorgon and the others with you, and leave now." "You can go anywhere, but don't stay in Liaodong. Don't seek revenge in the future. Just live the rest of your life in peace!"

Looking at the great prince Daishan, whose temples were gray and whose face was full of the traces of time, Nurhaci sighed and gave instructions calmly.

Fatherly love is great. He could die and perish together with the enemy. But Dorgon and his friends were still young and their lives had just begun. It was not worth it for them to stay and be buried with them.

As for revenge, Shen Yuanliang's life was like the protagonist in a storybook, with blessings coming out of adversity and opportunities constantly appearing. Nurhaci had no hope and did not want to let them lose their lives in vain because of revenge.

Wealth and glory are ultimately fleeting, and a simple and ordinary life is true happiness.

"Amma!"

Daishan shouted anxiously.

Daishan understood Nurhaci's meaning very well, but as an "honest man", he couldn't bear it. For a moment, the scene of loving father and filial son was staged again.

……

Jinzhou City.

"Father, the general, was defeated. Huang Taiji was defeated."

Xu Huizu, dressed in dark armor and with a smile in his eyes, rushed into the central army tent like a gust of wind, excited and emitting boundless joy from head to toe.

"Defeated? So quickly?"

Xu Da, the King of Zhongshan, who was conducting a war game simulation, reached out to take the intelligence, read the short hundred words over and over again.

After a moment, Xu Da let out a long sigh, and the big stone in his heart finally fell. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and a smile flashed across his face.

"The Later Jin Jiannu lost half of their troops, so the rest are not a concern."

"While the Jiannu people are in a panic, why don't we keep Nurhaci here? We can't give up this great achievement to Qingdi City!"

From the strategic stalemate stage to the strategic counterattack stage, Xu Huizu wanted to immediately lead his troops north to capture the Khan and Beile of the Later Jin Dynasty in one fell swoop, and then report the victory to the Taimiao.

As the son of King Xu Da of Zhongshan, the pressured Xu Huizu was eager to build greater achievements so that when he introduced himself to others in the future, he would have impressive military achievements to show for himself and would no longer be the son of a tiger father.

"The more critical the moment, the less anxious you should be."

"Let this news fly for a while and talk about it in a day."

Stroking his gray beard, King Xu Da of Zhongshan pondered for a moment, and then his expression became calm again, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Xu Da always kept a cautious mind and did not make decisions in a hurry, so as to avoid making mistakes and being overturned by the enemy.

The decision you make after you calm down and remain calm is the most reasonable decision.

Besides, the Later Jin army was entangled by an army of 500,000 and could not escape even if they wanted to. They were like meat on the chopping board and could be eaten however they wanted!
"But Qingdi City is marching towards Hetuala. In a few days, we will hear that they have conquered Hetuala."

"This is a feat that will destroy a country and bring tremendous wealth. Many officers in the army are watching eagerly!"

With such a great achievement right before his eyes, it was impossible for Xu Huizu to remain calm. He wanted to grab the seal of command and command the three armies to rush towards the Later Jin camp.

Unfortunately, Xu Huizu was naturally inferior to his father and could not muster the courage to resist.

(End of this chapter)