Chapter 929 Huang Taiji requests unconditional surrender

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Chenyang, Qingning Palace.

Huang Taiji was already very thin, and he was only skinny and boneless. His eyes were deeply sunk, like two big pits embedded in his face. If it weren't for the occasional rotation of his eyes, others wouldn't even feel that his eyes still existed. His spirit was already quite decadent, as if he was dying.

Fortunately, few people could see his appearance, otherwise the morale of the Great Jin Kingdom would probably have turned into a negative number. In Chenyang, those who could withdraw were all withdrawn. Those who stayed were either prepared to survive and die with the Great Jin Kingdom, or they were irrelevant. Those who were ready to fight to the death all went to the front line. No one cared about the remains of the mess.

The entire Qingning Palace was deserted, with only a few sporadic guards. The front line was short of troops, and Huang Taiji had sent the guards of Qingning Palace to the front line. All the family and palace maids had returned to Hetura. The weeds on the ground had grown to half a foot tall, and no one came to clean them up.

The fall of Guangning City and Ajige died in battle, Huang Taiji began to smell the smell of death. Yes, the smell of death. By this time, even if he had the ability to defy the will or had a miracle, it would be difficult to turn the tide. What the Great Jin Kingdom could do now is to survive and extend the time of destruction as much as possible.

Tiancong eleven years...

After Huang Taiji ascended the throne, he changed the year name to Tiancong. Tiancong's eleventh year means that he had been a great khan for eleven years. During these eleven years, he still did a lot of things. When he just took over, the foundation of the Great Jin Kingdom was still unstable. As a result, through his efforts, the strength of the Great Jin Kingdom was greatly improved. The people, wealth and territory of the Great Jin Kingdom reached an unprecedented peak.

However, with the emergence of Zhang Zhun, the upward momentum of the Great Jin Kingdom was strongly suppressed. From then on, the Great Jin Kingdom began to decline. Last year, the Ten Year of Tiancong was the most uncomfortable year for Huang Taiji. It was last year that the Great Jin Kingdom suffered the worst trauma in history. After this trauma, the Great Jin Kingdom never had the chance to make a comeback. Even he himself understood that the Great Jin Kingdom Khan was about to end.

"call!"

Huang Taiji took a deep breath of helplessness.

When he breathed hard, he could feel a slight sting of his heart. This sting from the depths of his heart cannot be eliminated by any medicine. Those magical black pills can only relieve his headache, but cannot relieve his heartache. When the problem of heartache becomes more and more serious, Huang Taiji feels that he should have no time left.

In fact, it is no longer a problem with the Great Jin Kingdom, but a problem with the survival of the Jianzhou Jurchens. As a country, the Great Jin Kingdom no longer exists. The question now is whether the Manchus can escape the butcher knife of the Tiger Ben Army and continue to survive.

With Zhang Zhun's personality, I'm afraid they wouldn't let them go. The Jurchens had too much blood from the Han people. The rise of the Great Jin Kingdom was based on the corpses of the Han people. From the thirteen pairs of armored cavalry, the Manchus began to massacre Han people. Together, there were at least one or two million Han people slaughtered by the Manchus.

At the beginning, Zhang Zhun once said, "If you kill me one million, I will kill you one million, and we will not owe each other." Does the Jurchens have one million? Huang Taiji probably did not. Based on the original method of one life for one life, even if the Manchus are all killed, they cannot make up for the losses of the Han people. From this perspective, the Manchus are indeed going to destroy the clan and the race.

At that time, Huang Taiji did not take Zhang Zhun's words to heart at all. However, now, Huang Taiji knew that he was wrong. If he had known this, he might have restrained himself. Unfortunately, it would be too late to say anything now. No matter what he does now, he could no longer change such a cruel fact. Perhaps, Zhang Zhun would really have to pay the price of the destruction of the clan and the race.

In fact, Zhang Zhun didn't need to take action at all. He just needed to let the Han people who had a blood hatred against the Jin army. The Han slaves in Liaodong were the best killers. During this period, Han slaves continued to launch ***, and all the Manchus within their sphere had been killed by them.

Hetul Allah is obviously unsafe. Huang Taiji himself has no confidence to defend Hetul Allah in the end. In other words, it will be a matter of time before the Hu Ben Army conquered Hetul Allah. Once Hetul Allah is lost, the Jurchens will only be wandering around. No one knows where they will die in the end. There must be a perfect solution to this matter.

Parliament? This is obviously impossible. In this regard, not to mention that the Hu Ben Army would not accept the peace agreement application from the Da Jin Kingdom, even the Ming court would not accept the peace agreement from the Da Jin Kingdom. At present, the Da Jin Kingdom did not have the ability to negotiate peace agreement with the Hu Ben Army at all. If it were Huang Taiji, Zhang Zhun, would he accept peace agreement? It is impossible.

Since it is impossible to negotiate peace and want to save the lives of the tribe, the only way is to surrender. I don’t know where to hear a word, it seems to be surrender unconditionally. Perhaps, this word came from the Hu Ben Army. After painful thinking, Huang Taiji decided to surrender unconditionally to the Hu Ben Army.

"Come!"

Huang Taiji suddenly shouted weakly.

"Sweat."

A follower hurried in and waited for instructions.

"Please come over Mr. Fan."

Huang Taiji said slowly.

The follower agreed to go.

Not long after, Fan Wencheng arrived. His expression was equally haggard. These days, the Han people who defected to the Tartars had the most hard life. Zhang Zhun could forgive anyone but could not forgive him Fan Wencheng. Fan Wencheng had expected this result, but other traitors could not calm down.

Fan Wencheng had a personal idea when he first defected to the Tartars, not entirely for glory and wealth. However, other traitors were different. They defected to the Tartars just for money and for official positions. Now, there is nothing left, how can they not be depressed? Many people may regret it so much that their intestines are blue.

"Fan Wencheng, have you done what I asked you to do?"

Huang Taiji asked weakly.

"Shank you, I..."

Fan Wencheng hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

"It would be worth it if I could exchange my life for the survival of my tribe members. This is what I mean, just let it go."

Huang Taiji said deeply and word by word.

When he said this, his face was very ugly. His deep eyes were faintly red. It was indeed not an easy task to say these words. If you say such words, it would be a complete consequence of surrendering them!

Fan Wencheng said bitterly: "Shan, please forgive me for saying a few more words. Zhang Zhun, I'm afraid he may not accept it! Judging from the situation reflected in all aspects, Zhang Zhun is afraid that the entire Jurchen will be destroyed."

Huang Taiji said bitterly: "You can talk to him. As long as I can save the lives of my tribe, I can agree to him with any conditions."

Fan Wencheng said helplessly: "Khan, what if Zhang Zhun makes other excessive demands?"

Huang Taiji said affirmatively: "Agree with him all."

Fan Wencheng had no choice but to go tremblingly.

"How could this happen?"

After Fan Wencheng left, Huang Taiji couldn't help asking himself.

Huang Taiji did not cherish his life. He felt that he had no more time. Those black pills were indeed not eaten. However, he had eaten a lot more. Therefore, he was willing to use his life to exchange for the survival of his tribe members. This was the last thing he, the great khan of the Great Jin Kingdom, had to do. However, no one could guarantee that Zhang Zhun would save some of the Jurchens as he wished?

...

"Fan Wencheng?"

Zhang Zhun looked indifferent to Fan Wencheng's arrival.

At this point, Fan Wencheng came, and there was no meaning. To be honest, with the rapid development of the battle against the Great Jin Kingdom, Zhang Zhun no longer had the desire to contact the other party. The Tartars sent people to come here for only two purposes. One was to seek peace and the other was to beg for mercy. No matter which one was, Zhang Zhun had no intention of paying attention to it.

"The Governor wants to take revenge, and the Great Jin Kingdom understands it very well. But is it really necessary for the Governor to destroy a Manchu? The anger of the Han people needs to be vented, and the Great Jin Kingdom will give them the opportunity to vent. I just hope that the Lord can give up his hands and retain some of the bloodlines of the Manchu people."

Fan Wencheng said straight to the point.

Zhang Zhun said lukewarmly: "I don't see the need to preserve the bloodline of the Manchus. What should I do for such a cruel and bloody nation? Will they continue to commit violence against the Han people in decades or hundreds of years?"

Fan Wencheng said unyieldingly: "Since the Mongolians can serve as the thugs of the governor and contribute to the governor, why can't the Jurchens? To be honest, the Jurchens are much stronger than the Mongolians."

Zhang Zhun said disapprovingly: "What can the Jurchens do for me?"

Fan Wencheng said without hesitation: "Help adults unify the world and become the 195th emperor!"

Zhang Zhun said lazily: "What do you mean is that under my command, the Jurchens will continue to go to the mainland to kill? Continue to slaughter us Han people?"

Fan Wencheng was speechless.

Zhang Zhun said coldly: "But you are right. I can indeed give the Jurchens a way out! As long as you can do it!"

Fan Wencheng asked hurriedly: "Please explain in detail by me."

Zhang Zhun waved and called Wang Junyu over.

Wang Junyu casually handed Fan Wencheng a thick stack of white paper.

Fan Wencheng took it in confusion, browsed it, and his face changed suddenly.

On the blank paper, Zhang Zhun dealt with the final destination of the Jurchens. There are four measures in total. The first is that Huang Taiji, Dai Shan, Haoge, Yuetuo, Amin and other slave chiefs must be tried by the Han people and must not commit suicide. His name is also on this list. There are notes at the end of the list, with a total of 537 people. Basically, Nurhaci's relatives are included.

Article 2: All property of the Great Jin Kingdom must be handed over to the Hu Ben Army for handling. The property here includes all gold, silver, jewelry, weapons and equipment, horses, cattle and sheep, and all other materials. Basically, every grass and tree in Liaodong belongs to the Hu Ben Army.

Article 3: The families of all the high-level nobles of the Great Jin Dynasty must also be handled by the Hu Ben Army. Here, the names of several concubines of Huang Taiji, such as Zhezhe, Bumubutai, Hai Lanzhu, Namu Zhong, etc. It seems that even the Hu Ben Army has known their beauty. Zhang Zhun's lustful nature is indeed obvious!

Article 4: All Tartars with big arrows and above must be judged by the people of the Ming Dynasty. The big arrows are the grassroots organization of the Great Jin Dynasty. They are equivalent to the commander of the Han army, responsible for leading ten Great Jin herders. Even the big arrows must be captured in one net, which shows that Zhang Zhun wanted to kill all the elites of the Manchus. This move was indeed sinister. After killing these people, the rest were all the old, weak, sick and disabled.

"Too much!"

This is Fan Wencheng's first feeling about this stack of white paper.

If you accept Zhang Zhun's arrangements, it would be better to die in battle than to die in the Great Jin Kingdom. Which nation can accept such excessive conditions? Not only do you have to kill all your elites, but you also have to insult the other party even if your most beautiful woman is insulted. As long as you have a little bit of blood, you cannot accept such conditions, right?

Obviously, Zhang Zhun made such an excessive request with another purpose. Perhaps, he hoped that all the people in the Great Jin Kingdom would die in battle. According to the notice from the Great Jin Kingdom, after the arrival of the Tiger Army, it turned out that the Han slaves who were bullied by the Jurchens had already been armed and killed all the Jurchens.

No one knows how many Jurchens died in their hands. In short, as long as they fall into the hands of the Han people, it is absolutely impossible to survive. Even with the blessing of shamans and immortal heaven, it is impossible.

Can Fan Wencheng say anything about such a situation? Nothing can be said. The Jurchens were stained with too much blood from the Han people. No matter what the Han people do, they were right. It is natural to repay the blood debt and blood. If you kill me one million, I will kill you one million, and you will not be denied! I believe that many senior officials of the Jin Dynasty still remember this sentence freshly.

"I don't know what the life path mentioned by the adults?"

Fan Wencheng asked arduously.

“Go to the American continent.”

Zhang Zhun said lightly.

“Where is the American continent?”

Fan Wencheng calmed down his mood and asked slowly.

Whether to accept the conditions offered by Zhang Zhun is Huang Taiji's business. What he has to do is just to pass on a message between Huang Taiji and Zhang Zhun. If Huang Taiji is really willing to accept such harsh conditions, he Fan Wencheng has nothing to say.

Zhang Zhun waved his hand to Wang Junyu. Wang Junyu brought a map and spread it out between the two. Zhang Zhun knocked on the location of North America on the map and said deeply: "It's here."

Fan Wencheng was immediately ashamed.

God! From the map, it is estimated that from Shenyang to the American continent, it is farther from Shenyang to the southernmost tip of the Southeast Ocean! Moreover, you need to go from such a north to the so-called Bering Strait to reach the American continent. Although the Jurchens have good cold resistance, who can guarantee that they can endure the severe winter?

If the remaining Jurchens really embarked on such a path, I am afraid that what awaits them is not the death they face at any time, but the endless torment? Zhang Zhun proposed such conditions. Could it be that the Jurchens would suffer and disappear completely? Idiots can imagine what the price they would need to pay to rely on their legs to reach the American continent.

"How is this possible?"

Fan Wencheng said helplessly.

"That's all death."

Zhang Zhun shrugged and said coldly.
To be continued...