In the deep valley of the ten thousand mountains, the wind roared from the canyon and then rolled up the wind and sand, and a city loomed on the hill.

The September winds have begun to chill to the bone.

In Hetuara in September, night came early.

In the earliest days, Hetuara had no name and was known as Stone Town, a stone town perched on a hill.

However, a stone town has come out of a family that has vowed to rule China.

And in history, more than 200 years of Manchu royal family did come out of this small stone town.

Hetuala, the ancestral land of Nurhachi.

In the middle of the mountains, a small city built of stones.

Hetuara at night, lit up with lights.

This is the ancestral land of the Jurchens, and it is a place where no one dares to venture into it.

Hetuala, which is guarded by the Jurchens one by one, is the rear of the Houjin.

Since the Battle of Sarhu, no outsider has dared to set foot here.

Hundreds of miles away, hundreds of thousands of bones are buried, and those bones have not yet been melted, as if to show the world the strength and iron blood of the Jurchen.

Hetuala, no offense.

Mang Gurtai drank wine tonight, and the red on his face was set against the roaring fire.

A year ago, in the Battle of the Great Ling River, he won.

But Huang Taiji still extended a hand to him to seize power, and sent him to guard Hetuara under the pretext of a reason, although he was irritable by nature, he was not a fool.

The Jurchen four major Baylors, Daishan, Amin, Mang Gurtai, and Huang Taiji.

The era of the Eight Congresses, which was set for the co-governance of the Eight Congresses, is about to pass.

From the moment Huang Taiji ascended the throne, it was destined that Huang Taiji was a wolf cub, and the wolf king only liked that the entire clan had only one voice to issue orders.

And after Amin was pulled off the horse by Huang Taiji, everything was clear.

Mang Gurtai knew that one day he would step into Amin's fate.

Therefore, now that he was sent by Huang Taiji early to Hetuara to guard the ancestral land, he was not surprised and sad.

Many years ago, Mang Gurtai killed his mother with his own hands under the pressure of his father, and many years later, letting him kill his brother with his own hands will not make him feel a little embarrassed.

As early as a few months ago.

Mang Gurtai united with his younger brother Dege, his sister and brother-in-law, and the two main generals of the Zhenglan Banner and other nine-person alliances vowed to overthrow the rule of Huang Taiji and establish himself as the king.

After arriving in Hetuala, Manggultai was ready to set up his own door here, and he wanted to follow in the footsteps of his father Nurhachi, and from here he would rebuild the great country.

Everything went smoothly.

But everything suddenly changed.

Two months ago, Huang Taiji went south to Daming, and then the military report of the defeat in Shanxi came back, and Mang Gurtai saw new hope.

This is the best time for him to reign Houjin and ascend to the throne.

Huang Taiji lost his troops and was trapped in the Ming Dynasty, and the people in the country turned their backs and the people were angry.

This is a great time to stand on your own.

I want to go to Shengjing and ascend the throne there, if Huang Taiji can die within the borders of the Ming Kingdom, it will be even better.

Now, there was only one person standing in his way, and that was the Great Belle Daishan, the sleek and worldly wallgrass.

Mang Gurtai believed that Dai Shan, like himself, had already felt the malice from Huang Taiji.

At this moment, if he can convince Daishan to support him, then he will be the king of Houjin.

At night, the anxious Mang Gurtai could not stay any longer, and his madness and greed prompted him to lead his Zhenglan Banner out of Hetuara City towards Shengjing Shenyang.

This was the beginning of a Jurchen mutiny, since Hetuara was like Nurhachi in the past, the difference is that the Jurchens were still left with nothing and now the Jurchens have begun to build a state.

The authority of the world is regarded by some as a fine wine that can never be drunk enough, but wine is still blood, and only those who have sung it know.

Mang Gurtai felt that authority was wine, so he raised his long knife to spill blood.

Huang Taiji had already raised his butcher's knife at him, and if he didn't want to be imprisoned like a dog like Amin, Mang Gurtai would have to sacrifice his life to break into Shengjing.

The person stationed in Shengjing is the Great Belle Daishan.

The primary hero of Huang Taiji's rise to the throne back then, but that was only back then, Mang Gurtai knew that Dai Shan was more difficult than himself now, and he at least had a place to stay - to guard Hetuala, but Dai Shan was roasted on the fire day and night, and he was always afraid of what kind of death Huang Taiji would give him.

So, in a sense, Mangultai is better than the rest of the day.

Daishan is old, and the older a person is, the more afraid he is of death.

Therefore, Mang Gurtai does not worry about goodness.

He was worried about those who were loyal to Emperor Taiji in Shengjing.

Without further ado, the late one will change.

Huang Taiji may not know when he will return to Liaodong from the north of the Ming Dynasty, so Mang Gurtai needs to hurry up.

When you go out of the city gates.

Mang Gurtai saw several figures hanging from the city gates.

In the cold wind, those figures were swaying constantly by the wind.

Ragged, like a dead dog hanging on an iron hook in the bazaar.

"What did these people do?" Mang Gurtai was unusual, he had never paid attention to these errant slaves, for a hundred dead slaves were not worth a hound lying on the ground, barking or eating.

But at this moment, Mang Gurtai suddenly asked out loud.

The Jurchen who was guarding the city was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "Banner master, these Han slaves were all hung by their masters, and it seems that they lost two cows while grazing. ”

Mang Gurtai nodded, no longer asking.

The loss of two ends is indeed worth more than their human lives.

The black-pressed female real red flag cavalry stayed under the city gate with Mang Gurtai.

Mang Gurtai didn't bother to ask any more, and was about to run with a whip, but the next moment, his eyes flashed.

Mang Gurtai thought of Huang Taiji, and at this moment, he was thinking about what he would do if it was Huang Taiji?

At this moment, Mang Gurtai has already regarded himself as the new king of Houjin.

Although he resented Huang Taiji in his heart and died immediately, he had to admire Huang Taiji's means of buying people's hearts.

"Go and put people down, since these Han slaves have defected to my Jurchen, they are our people, and we must learn to be kind." Mang Gurtai suddenly turned around and said loudly, and then turned to look at the cavalry behind him who was in the red flag, at this moment, he hoped that his cavalry could see a different Mang Gurtai, a benevolent and generous new king.

"Remember, one day the world of the Han people will be conquered by our Jurchens, so everything the Han people have, including their lives, is our spoils of war in the days to come, and we must learn to be kind."

A Jurchen Baylor, who was short-tempered and never cared about the life and death of the Han slaves, actually said such a thing at this moment, I have to say that power is indeed a factor that makes people transform.

The city gate nodded repeatedly, instructed his subordinates to lower the ropes, and then carried the half-immortal Han Nu into the city gate.

Mang Gurtai watched the Hannu disappear, and then he was very satisfied with his new way of handling things.

With an order, the galloping war horse began to gallop towards the southeast with the excited Red Banner cavalry.

The mighty figure vanished.

Stone Town, which lay across the hill, was silent again.

On this night, Mang Gurtai started his new journey here.

On this night, several Han slaves kept a remnant of life because of Mang Gurtai's contrived mercy.

On this night, an army, under the cover of the night, marched with difficulty towards Hetuala.