No one can describe Huang Taiji's face at this moment.

didn't even dare to look at Huang Taiji's face.

Compared with Fuling and Yongling, Zhaoling is not so important at first glance.

Fuling is buried with the first Khan, and Yongling is buried with Aixinjue and his ancestors. As for Zhaoling, the current emperor hasn't lived in it yet.

But all the Qing courtiers present understood that Zhaoling's personal significance to Huang Taiji was far greater than that of Fuling and Yongling...... Because there is Hai Lanzhu buried inside.

There is still a fight under the battle platform.

On the battle platform, no one dared to move.

There is only a terrible silence......

The historian behind Huang Taiji held the living note, and his hands trembled.

Only he knows best what Hai Lanzhu means to His Majesty the Emperor......

Over the years, he has recorded too many things about this concubine, and he has reached the point of getting a little bored.

He still remembered the sentence he wrote down when Concubine Yuan went, "The concubine has died, and she is very mournful, and she is suddenly confused one day, and she has been sick since noon."

At that time, His Majesty was indeed a little excessive, after all, the first Khan had never seen him cry like that when he died. So I had no choice but to add another sentence to His Majesty: 'Then regret and say: When Taizu collapsed, he didn't have this, and the birth of heaven was a woman. I can't hold on to myself, and the ancestors of heaven and earth have specially sent it.'" ”

- So that you spoil her so much, the ancestor is angry, and disaster is right?

I didn't expect His Majesty to understand his own hard work, "Ran Yan couldn't help but think about it."

Then, there was another turmoil during the funeral of the concubine, the British prince Azig, the county prince Adali, and the auxiliary prince Zahana...... One by one, the princes and ministers were cut down one after another because they did not stop enjoying themselves.

"癸巳, the Metropolitan Procuratorate said in politics: The emperor is too sad today, and the ministers and workers can't be at ease. The emperor's love is difficult, but in the humble opinion of the ministers, the emperor should mourn in love, and it is too reasonable......"

All the ministers persuaded him, but His Majesty was still like that, and the historian was helpless at that time, so he had to pick up his pen and write down three words: "The emperor didn't listen." ”

- So that you don't listen, and now it's another disaster, right?

Thinking of this, the historian secretly turned his eyes to look at Huang Taiji's trembling body, and thought, "I don't know how to remember it for a while?" ”

- What could be a more serious word than 'mourning'?

~~

To the east was the mountain fire, and to the northwest was the fire of Zhaoling, and the two fires glowed with a strange light in the night.

The light in Huang Taiji's eyes was even more weird.

No one dared to move, the courtiers and generals all bowed their heads, and the guards carried the imperial chariot neither dared to walk nor put down, and even the muscles on their arms did not dare to tremble.

After a long time, a furious explosion exploded.

Huang Taiji turned his head and raised his hand to smile at Wang.

"I'm going to capture Wang Xiao alive!"

I will put him through all the tortures in the world, and I will chop up every inch of his flesh......

There were a few "bangs" on the battle platform, and several generals kowtowed and quickly received orders.

All the Qing soldiers felt the anger of the Son of Heaven, and they tried their best to kill forward.

Reinforcements had rushed out of the camp.

This mutually biting war seems to be about to end in such a tragic way.

There was no winner, Huang Taiji and Wang Xiao both suffered huge losses and suffered heavy injuries from the other party. One person stabbed each other in the heart, one after another, and they all reached the limit of what their respective minds could bear......

The next moment, there was a sudden chaos behind the camp.

A small force of nearly 2,000 men from nowhere took advantage of the darkness to cover the vicinity and suddenly launched an offensive.

The killing cry is another masterpiece.

Then, a clear sound pierced the night sky.

"Dog Slave Chief! Your Hailanzhu Lao Tzu has brought! ”

Huang Taiji was stunned, he hadn't heard the name 'Hai Lanzhu' from others for many years......

Wang Xiao was stunned, he didn't think that he would hear Qin Xiaozhu's voice here again......

~~

"Where did the two thousand come from?" There was some doubt in everyone's minds.

The next moment, Qin Shanhai was the first to react.

In Ivory Mountain, he left 800 wounded to recuperate, and arranged for 800 people to escort him.

"Kill!" Qin Shanhai shouted.

He was greeted by cheers from the veterans......

The sword light and sword shadow, countless people on the battlefield were immersed in the fighting, and a figure jumped high.

Wang Xiao looked up, and for a moment suddenly thought that he had returned to the capital.

"Wang Xiao, look at my tricks......"

The little woman shouted, put her foot on the barrel of the gun, and flew out like an arrow from a string.

——This is the scene of robbing the Wen family's silver with Qin Xiaozhu at that time, and Wang Xiao has never forgotten it.

This time, he saw Qin Xiaozhu flying in the sky again.

She was still babbling, her hands outstretched, and she swept by like a swallow.

However, the distance was too far, and her body fell sharply, falling into the enemy formation.

……

"Xiaozhu!" Wang laughed and shouted, and rushed forward.

Nor did he cut anyone, but stabbed a knife in the horse's heck.

The war horse was frightened, and rushed forward like crazy, constantly bumping into one Qing soldier after another.

"Master Hou!"

The Guanning Iron Cavalry followed closely, and the offensive intensified......

Qin Xiaozhu was still falling, she was holding a long knife in one hand, but she was holding something in the other, and she suddenly threw it towards the battle platform before falling.

"Dog Slave Chief! I'll give you a greeting gift......"

~~

Fate seems to have played a strange joke.

Years ago, Wang Jue once complained very aggrievedly: "Wang Xiao's woman bullied my woman." ”

What Huang Taiji didn't know was that he, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, could have the same circumstances and grievances as a promiscuous loser......

~~

On the battle platform, Huang Taiji's body trembled.

He stared in disbelief at the dark shadow flying through the sky.

He didn't dare to imagine that someone dared to touch his Hai Lanzhu.

- You ...... How dare you? How dare you?! Yiren is gone, how can you touch her remains...... This is the state of etiquette that you profess to be?! Shameless! Vile! Obscene!

Anger surged up like a huge wave, and Huang Taiji's heart burned brightly, and he felt that his chest was about to explode.

~~

Catch her - Wang Xiao only had this one thought in his heart.

Catch her - Huang Taiji only has this one thought in his heart.

This moment, only a moment.

The skeleton streaked across the sky, fast, yet seemingly extremely slow.

Huang Taiji wanted to step down from the imperial chariot, but he felt that his feet were as heavy as lead......

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

Something exploded in Huang Taiji's sight, turned into powder, and fell from the air!

It's like the snow falling on the Zhuri River in the Horqin grassland......

"No!"

~~

"Poof!"

Zilharang stopped in front of Huang Taiji, and suddenly felt a warm face, something gushing out of sight, and his eyes were bloody.

A chill came up from the soles of his feet, and Zilharang's whole body froze there......

"Your Majesty!"

Huang Taiji didn't answer him, but he was still staring at a pair of extremely angry eyes, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

The blood was bruised, already a little blackened, and it didn't look fresh, as if it had long been lifeless.

"Doctor! Fast! Hurry up ......"

Zilharang let the blood on his face stop dripping, and he didn't wipe it, but just mentioned Zhang Yuan like crazy.

"Zhang Yuan! What are you doing?! Fast! Hurry up and cure Your Majesty! ”

Zhang Yuan trembled his hands and cautiously probed the snort of Emperor Taiji. He fell to the ground as quickly as if he had been electrocuted, kowtowing his head heavily.

"Your Majesty...... Emperor...... Slaves are guilty! ”

"No!"

Zilharang howled in grief, only to feel that the world was spinning.

At this moment, he only felt that the sky was falling, and everything was collapsing......

~~

The pen in the historian's hand trembled, and a large pool of ink was dotted on the living note.

He thought everything tonight was so ridiculous and unreal.

This emperor of the Ninety-Five Emperor was so angry that he died?

In the past few years, I thought that His Majesty was going to die again and again, but I didn't expect it to be at this time......

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and something suddenly came to mind.

- What is a more serious word than 'mourning'?

"Collapse in grief!"

~~

"The emperor has died!"

A panicked scream pierced the night sky......

Wang Xiao threw away the firearm in his hand and ran towards Qin Xiaozhu in the sea of enemy soldiers.

In my memory, there was a little girl in the snow alley at night who danced with a sword on a tree branch, and suddenly sang a strange thing, which was neither like a poem nor a song.

"Qin Xiaozhu outside Shanhaiguan, swear to kill the slave chief Taiji!"

"Hahaha, swear to kill the slave chief Taiji......"