At the same time, a thunderclap sounded in the air, and the sound trembled in the sky.

Lightning split the night sky, causing the tent to instantly turn white, and the candle-burning platform toppled to the ground, igniting the blankets on the floor.

Huang Taiji, who was guarding outside the tent in the rain, heard the movement, suddenly sobered up, and rushed into the tent with a rolling belt, stepping on the embers.

Nurhachi awoke suddenly, threw himself into the space outside the bed, and screamed in a broken break.

"I don't regret ——!"

"Han dogs should be killed, if Li Chengliang is still alive, I will even kill him!"

Huang Taiji remembered a Chinese word that Ning finished listening to me say some time ago, and said in a daze:

"Father Khan, you're having nightmares..."

Nurhachi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and began to look at his surroundings, gradually breathing a sigh of relief.

Li Chengliang's face was too clear, so clear that it didn't look like a dream, and the knife seemed to really slash at him.

If Li Chengliang really cut this knife back then...

Thinking of this, Nurhachi, who was helped to the couch by Huang Taiji, broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead again, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Huang Taiji also sighed when he heard the name.

This name was like a nightmare for their Jurchen tribe, and it was not the first time that Nurhachi had such a dream, and it became stronger and stronger each time.

Nurhachi leaned back on the couch, panting heavily.

He didn't tell anyone, just now he also dreamed of the little emperor of the Ming Kingdom, Zhu Youxiao, maybe he didn't get anything in the second year under Xiong Tingbi's strategy, so he was a little stunned.

Just as he was thinking of this, a Bayala guard in white armor broke into the court tent and knelt on his knees:

"Great Khan, Great Joy!"

"Iran intercepted a group of Ming troops who withdrew to Shenyang, beheaded 3,000, and the rest fled to the mountains and forests, and the heads of the two Ming generals have been sent back to the camp!"

"Whew..."

Nurhachi breathed a sigh of relief, then quietly got up, sat down on the couch and said:

"Iran is doing a good job, reward the three bulls."

The white-armored soldiers retreated.

Soon, a soldier with a yellow flag hurriedly walked in, knelt down and said:

"Great Khan, this is news from the Guannai Hosaku."

Huang Taiji took the letter, took his coat from the hanger, walked over to put it on for Nurhachi, and said with concern:

"Father Khan, you have to pay attention to your body, on such a cold day, you don't know how many clothes to wear."

"Tell all the banner lords Baylor to come to the court and see me."

Nurhachi was pleased with the filial piety of this son, took the letter and looked at it a few times, his expression became solemn, and he turned to say:

"How is the Ming army in the city, is there any action to break through?"

Huang Taiji sneered when he heard this.

"They are shrinking in the turtle shell, and Man Gui listens to Xiong Tingbi's words very much, and he is afraid that he will not come out."

Nurhachi nodded, not disappointed.

Originally, the strategic goal of this time was to capture Fuyuwei and defeat Zaisai, who was loyal to the Ming Kingdom, so that Korqin and Nekharkha could be connected.

The siege of Shenyang was only to attract Ming reinforcements and strike at their living forces.

Shenyang City can be taken or not, Nurhachi doesn't care very much, in fact, He Shixian's time, what they should have plundered, has already been plundered.

Today's Shenyang, in a larger sense, is just an outpost in Liaoyang, the capital of eastern Liaoning.

Huang Taiji stood aside, chatted a few words of gossip, and then found an opportunity, and suddenly said: "Father Khan, the fourteenth brother led the troops at the age of twelve, isn't it too early?" ”

"Although your fourteenth brother is young, it is reassuring to be able to do things."

Nurhachi naturally understood what Huang Taiji meant, and he didn't answer directly, tightened the coat on his body, and then said: Cool

"In the past few days, he has been in charge of all the big and small things with the white flag, and he has done it very properly, and even some things are more neat than you."

"You all have to think about why you are not as good as a child."

Huang Taiji heard the meaning of Nurhachi's affection for Dorgon, so he did not say anything more, lest he seem to be jealous.

He smiled indifferently and said:

"What Father Khan said is that I will go to the fourteenth brother tomorrow to ask for advice to see how he can handle the affairs of the flag, and by the way, also teach him riding and archery kung fu."

Nurhachi was silent, but looked out of the tent in amazement, and did not know whether he heard the ridicule and contempt for Dorgon in these words.

"Greetings to the Great Khan!"

Not long after saying this, the curtain of the court tent was lifted, and Baylor, the banner lord of Houjin, rushed in, and the first thing he did was to fall to his knees.

"Well, has the rain stopped outside?"

Somehow, Nurhachi, who didn't blink an eyelid when he killed the Han people, was a little apprehensive about this kind of weather.

After days of being tormented by nightmares, he seems to have some shadows in his heart.

"Father Khan, it has been raining for a day and a night, and when we came just now, the rain was still very heavy, and I am afraid that it will take another whole night."

It was Dai Shan who spoke.

Dai Shan is the second son of Nurhachi, the head of the four major beylers, called the big beyler in order, and was once given the name "Guying Baturu" by Nurhachi for his bravery in battle.

Nurhachi asked, "What is the situation in the army?" ”

Dai Shan replied: "Someone came to report just now, saying that it was Man Gui, the general of the Ming army, who was inspecting the city wall, and there was no other big move. ”

Nurhachi nodded, and then said:

"You already know the news from the gate, right?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the banner lords of Houjin, Baylor, were very angry and asked for battle.

This news said two things, the first thing was Daming's request for gold.

The content of the text is the same, bragging about himself, saying that Houjin is a barbarian, stealing from Liaodong, and this time the 200,000 troops of the Ming Dynasty are out of the customs, just to make them suffer a little.

also said that the battle of Salhu five years ago, in fact, Daming didn't want to fight seriously, for fear that he would accidentally lose Houjin, so he had to play it really this time.

Actually, although the text is exaggerated, there are some braggart elements in it, but in general, it is still the truth.

Aren't you Jurchens barbarians?

Didn't you steal the land outside the gates?

Then what's so angry, it's originally a barbarian, and if you say that you barbarians are still angry, is it possible to say that you are civilized?

The point is that it has to be like it!

But there's nothing you can do, sometimes telling the truth makes people angry, Da Ming said that Houjin is a barbarian, and everyone knows that this is the truth.

Hou Jin is actually angry when he listens to it, you say it's strange, isn't it strange, could it be that they themselves are not confident in their origins?

"Dolgon, why didn't you come?"

Nurhachi stretched out his hand to stop everyone, and when he heard this, Amin snorted coldly on the side, and said in a weird manner:

"He's still asleep in the tent with the white flag, do you want to wake him up?"

Nurhachi glanced at Amin and said:

"He's too tired, let him sleep, you go and pass a message to Ben Khan, it's raining heavily for days, and the sentry can't stop, so as to prevent the Ming army from breaking through."

When Amin heard this, he gloated and glanced at Huang Taiji.

Look at that meaning, it's like saying, you are a mongrel, and then Dolgon is your own, good guy, Huang Taiji, your status is not good!

Hear me, Dolgon is tired, let him sleep!

If I, Amin, had fallen asleep and had not come, the old fellow would have been furious, and then he would have rebuked me with fifty sticks and would not let me do anything.

The old guy favors Dolgon, and he doesn't play it.