Eighty-two
On the battlefield, the shouts of killing have gradually weakened. I'll go
The flagmen of the Zheng Red Banner who were surrounded completely fell into the situation of being beaten, not to mention fighting back, and they didn't even have the ability to parry. Although they fought to the death and caused the other side to pay the price of dozens of casualties, they have been completely driven to a dead end in the situation of the huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and us.
Under the dense and precise rain of arrows, their temporary shield-forming cavalry formation kept collapsing and collapsing. Now they can only temporarily pile up the corpses of men and horses into fortifications, but this still can't stop the powerful arrows flying in the sky to take the lives of their own soldiers one after another.
The survivors were completely sure that the group that attacked them was also an army of the Eight Banners of Jianzhou, but no matter how they shouted, the other party ignored them, obviously determined to kill them all. Unable to break through, they had to lie down behind the wall of corpses, cover their heads with shields, and start to shoot back a few arrows from time to time. But with each return shot, an arrow would come in through the gap in the shield from the outside, and then one would fall.
Obviously, the other party has arranged sharpshooters to wait for the opportunity to snipe inside.
Later, they had to minimize the number of shots they could shoot and wait for the opponent to come forward and fight hand-to-hand. And the trumpeter in the middle, under the protection of several shields, puffed out his cheeks and blew the conch horn desperately, hoping that someone nearby would hear the signal for help.
Manggutai sat upright, the smile on his face was cruel and sadistic, and the reptilian eyes were really uncomfortable. He likes to watch this kind of bloody slaughter too much, those enemies who are completely inferior are slowly tortured to death, unable to resist, unable to escape, and can only desperately accept the fate of death befall him.
For him, the loser on the battlefield has no value in living. The strong have every right to have everything that the weak have, and in this world of the jungle, the victor can do whatever he wants. And his interest is burning, killing, robbing, raping and plundering, and he likes to torture others with the feeling of superiority.
Killing was a pleasure for him, and in this respect he inherited the character of his father, Nurhachi.
"It's almost time!" He stretched out his hand to the side, and the guards beside him hurriedly handed his big bow into his hand, his bow was a big strong bow with eighteen powers, which belonged to the super hard bow with the strongest bow power among the Eight Banners Army.
He held the bow in his hand, pulled out an iron arrow from the quiver, pushed the bow target with his front hand, put the arrow into the frame with his back hand, hooked the bowstring with the wrench of his thumb, and the bow opened like a full moon, and then he didn't see how to aim, there was a bowstring sound, and the shield on the opposite side shattered into a big hole as if it had been hit by a heavy machine gun bullet, and then the shield was swirled and flew out by this powerful force, and the sound of the conch stopped abruptly. Prefer the fastest update
The trumpeter was shattered by a sudden arrow, which pierced and shattered his head, and then severed the arms of one man before remaining in the body of a third man. The terrifying whirlwind of the arrow body drilled a fist-sized hole directly into the human body, and flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
The already precarious defensive line was finally completely crushed by this arrow, and the dead soldiers of the blue flag howled like mad dogs and pounced wildly towards the gap, and the two gambling walls collided together, swords and axes fell, screaming and screaming, and flesh and blood flew sideways. Soon a small wave of red was swallowed up by a torrent of black oppression.
"Put those bodies in a prominent position." Manggutai was no longer interested in looking any further, so he turned around and walked to the other side. In this barren mountain, no one would have known that a massacre had just taken place. By the time that idiot found this place, he would have disappeared long ago. And Dai Shan will only see his Zhenghongqi Ding piles of corpses.
And if he examined these corpses, he would find that several of them had been killed by his Eighth Brother Emperor Taiji's unique arrow technique, the Spiral Piercing Arrow. This kind of archery is extremely domineering, and it is said that it was created by Xue Rengui, a famous general of the Han people hundreds of years ago. In the Tang Dynasty, Xue Rengui participated in the cross-sea expedition to the east, served as the capital of Anton to protect the town and guard Liaodong, and was famous for his magic arrows and good shooting.
When they were young, they all listened to the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties and the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and they were familiar with these ancient heroes of the Central Plains.
And this spiral piercing arrow is Xue Rengui's unique skill, and it is said that when practiced to the point of reaching the peak, he can hit the iron cracking stone. Huang Taiji once inadvertently got an unfamiliar arrow book, and later decided that it was a stunt handed down by Xue Rengui back then, and finally succeeded after hard practice, and he has always been proud of it. didn't know that he was also practicing secretly, and the level was above him.
Everyone thought he was a rough and reckless man, but no one knew what was really going on in his heart. He deliberately concealed his strength, just so that it would come in handy when needed in the future.
For example, now.
If you want to mix in the Eight Banners of Jianzhou, you can't do it without a sense of crisis. You have to be aware that your head will move at any time in order to survive here. Their father, Nurhachi, is a difficult man to serve, and if you upset him one day, the position you had worked so hard to gain before and after the saddle may be in vain.
In the past, the Great Belle Zhuying, as well as their uncle Shulhachi, had made great contributions, it can be said that half of the current Jurchen rivers and mountains were defeated by them, but his father said that he would kill him, and he was merciless, these are all lessons from the past. Prefer the fastest update
Moreover, among the several Gushan banner masters, Manggutai has always felt that his position is not so stable. Because he felt that his identity was a little awkward compared to other people.
Dai Shan and the dead Zhu Ying were born to the Yuan Concubine Tong Jia's Hahana Na Zaqing. Tong Jiashi was his father's first wife, and in the midst of his encounters and tribulations, he became Nurhachi's wife at the age of fifteen. When Nurhachi was just released back by Li Chengliang, his father Tashik did not want to see them, and he was regarded as a thorn in the side of his stepmother Nala, who instigated his father to divide their brother's family. Nurhachi and Shulhachi barely got any property, in short, they were very miserable, but fortunately, Tong Jia's family scooped up his mother's belongings to support him, so that they could tide over the difficulties.
Later, in the year when Dai Shan was born, a major event occurred between the Jurchen tribes in Liaodong, which was already turbulent: Nurhachi's father and ancestor were mistakenly killed by the Ming army.
Although Nurhachi did not dare to be an enemy of the Ming Dynasty, he became angry with Nikan Wailan, the lord of Tulun, the left guard of Jianzhou, saying that his father and ancestor were killed at his instigation. Unexpectedly, soon after, the Ming border guard said that he would crown Nikan Wailan as the "lord of Manchukuo". This sudden turn of events soon led to Nurhachi's rebellion.
And the family of that stepmother, the Nala clan, added fuel to the fire at this time. Her younger brother Samjan even went so far as to trap Nurhachi's brother-in-law, Kahashan, widowing his sister and cutting him off any possible help.
In May of the 11th year of Wanli, Nurhachi, who was desperate for survival, led 30 people, raised troops with 13 pairs of armor, united with Kahashan, Changshu, Yang Shu and other foreign aids, and conquered Tulun City, forcing Nikan Wailan to flee, and embarked on the journey of unifying the Jurchen tribes.
In the midst of the war, Tong Jiashi fulfilled his duties as a wife and mother, and did her best to protect her young children and take care of Nurhachi who returned from being wounded on the battlefield. Such a life is too inappropriate for a woman who has just given birth. Perhaps it was for this reason that the young Tong Jiashi passed away soon after, and he was not yet twenty-five years old when he died.
Later, although there were more and more women around Nurhachi, first Zhuying and Daishan respectively held power in the Eight Banners, and they were made princes before and after, which shows how much Nurhachi values them. In other words, although Tong Jiashi died early, she is after all a woman who is infused with real emotions and shares sorrows with young Nurhachi, and her status in his heart can be imagined.
And Huang Taiji was born to Meng Gu Zhezhe of the Yehenala clan, Meng Gu Zhezhe married Nurhachi at the age of fourteen, and later gave birth to a son Huang Taiji, now Zhengbai Banner Gushan Baylor, the first wise general in the Eight Banners Army. It's just that after the Battle of the Nine Divisions, the Jianzhou Jurchens and Ye He had a bad relationship, and Meng Gu Zhezhe died of depression and illness.
In addition, the current concubine Ulanalan Abahai is even more indispensable, and the three sons Azig, Dolgon, and Doze are all favored, Azig is only twelve years old at a young age, and he has not even been on the battlefield once, but he has already received the white flag, becoming the lord of the banner and sitting on an equal footing with these generals who were born and died. In addition, Nurhachi also publicly said that in the future, when the other two grow up, he will give them another flag.
Now that the Eight Banners have their own masters, who wants to hand over the power in their hands for no reason in the future? Give it to two hairy little kids who haven't killed anyone or gone into battle? But the will of the Khan King cannot be ignored, and everyone is secretly guessing who is the unlucky ghost.
Thinking about it, Manggutai only felt that his position was not so secure.
His mother was the Fucha clan, and he bore Nurhachi three children. Although she has also been a concubine, she is at a disadvantage compared to others, that is, Fucha is not an original product, it turned out to be the wife of his father's cousin Wei Zhun, who became a young merry widow after his death, and was later acquired by Nurhachi after taking a fancy to it.
And Mang Ergutai has always cared about his identity, he always feels that his talent is not worse than Dai Shan, the reason why he was not made a prince is because his mother used to be someone else's wife, and even if she is a concubine after marrying, she is a second-hand product, and his father's freshness is over as soon as it passes, and even with him, who is a son, is not reused.
So he always suspects that if he doesn't work harder, sooner or later he will be replaced by someone else. If you want to hold your own destiny in your hands, you can only become a person who can control the fate of others, and become the person who stands at the top of hundreds of thousands of Jurchen tribes.
In order to achieve this goal, he must desperately accumulate all kinds of strength, because he knows that this path is definitely not so easy to follow.
"Master, look!" The flag man next to him reminded him, and Mang Ergutai looked in the direction he pointed, but saw that in the open space about fifty meters away from here, the two strange Han people were watching people fight for a long time, and the two sides of the fight were another group of Han people dressed as Han people and a Jurchen wearing the clothes and armor of the Zhenghongqi Banner.
Mang Ergutai happened to see the flag man get up from the ground, smash the rock with one hand, and then pull out the sword on his head and throw it into the ground, Yue Xiang dodged in embarrassment. And his men were all far away, and did not come forward.
"Who is this man? How did I not know that there was such a fierce general in the Zhenghong Banner? Manggutai didn't know that it was a dead corpse that had been spelled, seeing that the man's sharp knife pierced through the brain without falling, and he could pull out the knife on his own, and his divine power was amazing, it was simply an immortal body, and suddenly his heart rose with a momentum of fighting for strength and hatred, this person was so brave, why didn't he see it just now.
The surrounding bannermen had already looked straight at each other, and in the confusion, they didn't know who this person was. It's just that they clearly remember that no living person passed through their encirclement, when did this person run there?
"A group of rice buckets, I clearly ordered that no one should escape, when did that person run there?" Recklessly, Gutai whipped the general who was responsible for surrounding the enemy army next to him from his horse. If he walks away from this job, he will cause endless trouble, although he may not know who he is, but Dai Shan and Huang Taiji are not fools.
"Waste, you still want me to do it myself!" Recklessly, Gu Tai stretched out his bow and arrows, and once again aimed at the red figure.
This person is so brave, he must be a confidant and fierce general secretly cultivated by Dai Shan, if he is killed here by a spiral piercing arrow, he will never give up if he wants to come to Dai Shan.
Manggutai's eyes burned with crazy fire, it is unforgivable that Zhenghongqi has such a fierce general! I am the number one general in the Eight Banners Army! No one can surpass me!
I'm going to see if you can catch my arrow!"
Here, Yue Xiang was stunned for the first time, and he had never been so helpless in the face of Huang Taiji's thousands of troops. The opponent is this kind of invulnerable monster, no matter how you cut and kill, you won't die, how should you fight?
Since the head is not a weak point, just chop it into pieces. Could it be that after dismantling it into eight pieces, he can still automatically combine them? Yue Xiang also rushed to the doctor at this moment, and he couldn't care about it so much. He grabbed the handle of the sword and pulled it out of the ground with a sharp pull.
As soon as he pulled it out, the talisman pounced on him again, and his fists struck out in unison.
Fortunately, in terms of speed, Yue Xiang could still cope with it, his body flashed beside him quickly, and he took the time to slash at one of his arms. Who knew that the ghost did not dodge or dodge, raised his arm to meet him, and a black mist splashed out with a click, Yue Xiang made a knife that was full of milk and slashed on its arm, Yue Xiang's strength and the sharpness of the sword, and unloaded this arm alive.
Black mist flowed out of the severed arm like blood.
But in the next moment, Fu Ghost turned around without the slightest hindrance, and his big hand came straight towards Yue Xiang's neck like lightning. Yue Xiang was too old because of this knife move, and he couldn't change his moves to dodge because he used too much force, and he was caught before he could even be afraid.
Yue Xiang's eyes turned black for a while, his neck seemed to be clamped by a vice, and he resisted with all his might, but the intense pain still suffocated him.
With the last of his strength, he thrust the sword into the Fu Ghost's chest. Then a crazy spinning force suddenly slammed into the side, knocking him and the Fu Ghost to the ground together, he felt as if his neck was broken, and it was difficult to breathe, and then looked at the Fu Ghost next to him, there was a big hole under the ribs, and a rotating feather arrow passed through its body, and it had penetrated deep into the ground.
He picked up a life......