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At this time, in Zunhua City, an inexplicable sadness was shrouded in this former important town of the Ming Dynasty, and the faces of the bannermen of the entire white flag were full of sadness that could not be concealed, and more of them were deep guilt.

The master is dead, the slave is still alive, and in such a hierarchical tribe, the shame of the living will be destined to be borne for a lifetime, unless...... Unless the dead come back to life.

Or maybe it's the master's hand to slash the enemy, but where is the enemy, is it the damn Guanting cannon, what the hell is this thing, these banner people still haven't figured it out.

Since Fan Wencheng left, Dolgon has not left the makeshift mourning hall for a moment, and he has not taken a sip of tea for a day and a night.

"Twelfth brother, don't worry, your hatred, your mother's hatred, the fourteenth brother swore to the shaman, in this life and this life, if you can't repay this revenge, brother, never marry!"

Don't marry for life! Don't marry for life!

At that moment, in a trance, Dolgon seemed to be back in the beautiful and vast Horqin grassland, where there was a beautiful and lively little girl, and he rode his horse and galloped across the endless grassland, and the little girl kept shouting behind him.

'Agu [Manchu brother], Agu, Yu'er grows up to be your righteous Han [Manchu bride]! The innocence of the little girl was fascinated by Dolgon, and in Dolgon's heart, she had long been his righteous man, but at that moment, a figure that made Dolgon kind and frightened appeared, and she became his blessing......

"Dolgon, Dolgon, Jade misses you!"

Looking at the heart-rending call in his eyes, Dolgon's heart suddenly felt a pang.

"Nope! Yu'er! ”

"Fourteenth master, fourteenth master, wake up, wake up."

Akzhan came in from outside the tent, but he happened to hear the sound of 'Yu'er', and his face changed suddenly, but he returned to normal.

Awakened by Akzhan, Dolgon sighed heavily and said to himself.

"It was a dream!"

"Fourteenth master, the front account of the Great Khan is less than ten miles away from Zunhua City, are we?"

Akzhan asked, but there was some concealment between his words.

"Akzhan, don't look like this, after all, he is our Great Khan, you go down to arrange it first, and I will arrive later."

Dorgon gestured with a wave of his hand.

"Huh."

Hearing Dorgon's words, Akzhan wanted to turn around and leave, but at this moment, he was suddenly stopped by Dolgon.

"Akzhan, did you hear anything unusual in the tent just now?"

In the face of this sudden sentence, Akzhan's face suddenly tightened, but it was only a sudden tightness, and the moment was the same as usual.

"Fourteenth Master, the slave just heard the snoring of the Fourteenth Master."

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just talking casually, Akzhan, you go down first!"

Hearing this, Dolgon's sword eyebrows were raised, but his face was full of warmth.

"Come out!"

Just a few moments after Akzhan had left, Dorgon was heading out of the tent.

"How's it going?"

It was no one else who came in, it was Jiala's Ezhen Fuchaha.

"Back to the fourteenth master, the slave has already found out, when Fan Wencheng came that day, he was the one who made an appointment, and the news that the slave also probed said that his subordinates had moved closer to the direction of the three banners."

Looking at Dolgon, Fuchahachu was full of admiration, because in his Fuchahachu heart, the fourteenth master was the god in his heart.

"Oh, it's been a hard journey, you go down and rest first, I already know, by the way, Fucha, it's time for the wolves to go out."

Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Dolgon's eyes that were still slightly immature but had experienced vicissitudes.

"Huh."

With that, Fucha turned around, but hurried towards a secret camp, where there was what Dolgon called the 'wolf pack', an armed force that even Huang Taiji did not know, but a hundred-man team trained by Azig himself, and the members of which were all dead soldiers from the Chahar tribe of Mongolia.

As for such a force, Dolgon has just learned that the forehead of this 'wolf pack' is really Jiala Ezhen, known as the 'Blood Butcher', Fuchahachu.

"Starling, everything is about to start, don't blame the younger brother, the younger brother originally felt that he had gradually forgotten, but the twelfth brother ...... It's dead. ”

Looking at the dense marching camp not far away, Dorgon muttered a little.

But after a moment of effort, Huang Taiji led the army into the city, and after a shabby battle with Dolgon, it was on the martial arts field, the army and horses were reorganized, and by the way, Azig was mourned.

The cold wind is stiff, and the heavy snow has long covered this former frontier town of the Ming Dynasty, and there are few people outside the city, and the heavy snow is enough to submerge people's calves.

However, it is said that in Zunhua City, where the Ming army exercises martial arts, it is crowded with people, and it is black and oppressive, but there are tens of thousands of people as far as the eye can see.

At this time, on the podium, Huang Taiji was wrapped in filial piety, his face was extremely sad, and he cried loudly from time to time.

"Twelfth brother, you have built this immortal feat, why did you die young! You call starling, how can I be right, father Khan! ”

Hearing this, the troops were also unaware, especially the bannermen with the white flag, who were even more grief-stricken, after all, it was their master who died.

And listening to Huang Taiji's cry of 'prostrating from within', Dolgon on the side didn't realize it, but it was also sad, and a few tears were dripping from the corners of his eyes.

"Your Excellency."

At this moment, someone behind him called Dolgon softly, and when he looked back, it was Fuchaha.

Seeing this, Dorgon did not speak, but motioned with his eyes to Fucha to leave first.

However, not long after Fucha left, suddenly there was a heart-wrenching shout in the entire martial arts arena.

"Brother Twelve, Eminem is gone, why are you leaving now, what do you have to rely on in the future after you call Dolgon!"

It was Dolgon who was in a pang of sorrow.

Hearing this shout, Huang Taiji also suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, although as the Great Khan, when he was fighting for power, he was ruthless, where to take care of any family affection, it can be said that insidious and cunning is commonplace, but now he has ascended to the position of the Great Khan, and when he really faces the death of his brothers, Huang Taiji's heart is also a taste.

"Brother Twelve!"

However, just when Huang Taiji was a little worried about Dorgon's grief, Dolgon ran towards the outside of the martial arts arena like crazy.

"Lord Belle!"

"Fourteenth brother!"

Seeing this scene, everyone behaved differently for a while, some exclaimed, some were surprised, and some were gloating......

"Great Khan, this."

Seeing this, Fan Wencheng on the side of Huang Taiji was busy.

"It's okay, it's okay, the fourteenth brother and the twelfth brother are siblings, and their feelings are deep, but now the fourteenth brother is out of control like this, but it is human nature."

Huang Taiji waved his hand, but he didn't say anything more.

Seeing that Huang Taiji was silent, Fan Wencheng sighed secretly, and then walked off the podium and walked straight towards a tent.

"How's it going?"

Facing the man in a black cloak in front of him, Fan Wencheng said coldly.

"Everything is normal, nothing out of the ordinary."

Hearing this, Fan Wencheng frowned, but there was an ominous premonition in his heart.

If things are abnormal, there will be demons!

This is what Fan Wencheng learned from his own Han ancestor.

"Find someone reliable, keep an eye on it, no—you do it yourself."

frowned, but Fan Wencheng said in a low voice.

However, it is said that in Zunhua City, in an alley that is rarely crowded, at this moment Dolgon is facing a big man with a tiger's back, and that person is the leader of the wolf pack, the blood butcher - Fucha Hachu.

"How's it going?"

Dolgon said coldly.

"Back to the master, the wolves have already been dispatched."

"What others say."

Hearing Fucha's reply, Dolgon asked with a cold face.

"Back to the master's words, in the lower five flags, except for the red and red flags of Da Beile, the other three banners have this intention, but the sons of Da Beile, Yue Tuo and Shuotuo seem to be quite dissatisfied."

Hearing this, Dorgon nodded.

"The second brother is a generous person, but he is old, and the military affairs are also handed over to the two Yue Tuo brothers, and this matter needs to be added to the fire, by the way, can there be any other news?"

"Oh, by the way, the Sambel Amin said that if the master moves, he, Amin will definitely stand with the master."

"Oh, yes, Three-Belle—"

Hearing Fucha's words, Dorgon's eyes lit up, and his mouth seemed to have a taste of play.

"Boom—"

However, just as the two continued to talk, there was a sound of rustling in the barren grass.

"Let's go!"

Dorgon muttered.

However, it is said that Akzhan followed Dorgon's footprints all the way, and finally found Dolgon's figure in an alley.

"Twelfth Master, it turns out that you are here, the brothers are afraid that something will happen to you, and the slave is here—this is why I came to find the Twelfth Master."

Seeing Dolgon holding one hand at the foot of the wall and the red circles under his eyes, he felt a little weak in his heart.

"Oh, yes."

"Slave - slave, don't dare to deceive."

Hearing Zhu Jian raise his voice in vain, Akzhan became more and more flustered in his heart.

Seeing this, Dolgon was secretly a little funny, in Dolgon's opinion, such a character was just a smile in his eyes, just-that-just.

"Let's go, the Great Khan is still talking about martial arts, I'm afraid there will be arrangements later, don't let the brothers of the white flag have a relationship with the Great Khan."

"Hey, Fourteenth Master, please still please."

Seeing that Dorgon was already far away, the corners of Akzhan's mouth showed a hint of coldness.

"Hmph-"

But it was said that Dolgon returned to the martial arts arena, but Huang Taiji greeted him with a sad face.

"Fourteenth brother, twelfth brother horse leather shroud, for my Dajin Jiangshan has made great achievements, but it is my Dajin No. 1 Baturu, but the fourteenth brother rest assured, I Dajin, my Emperor Taiji will never forget the exploits of the twelfth brother!"

"The younger brother thanked the Great Khan on behalf of the Twelfth Brother, and if he wants to come to the Twelfth Brother Spring to know, he will not dare to forget the kindness of the Great Khan!"

"Fourteenth brother, but I have seen the outside, the big war is imminent, now it has been delayed for a lot of time in Zunhua City, today the army is about to set off, the fourteenth brother should not complain that the starling brother can no longer guard more spirits for the twelfth brother!"

Huang Taiji patted Dorgon, but his tone was a little heavy.

"In addition, the twelfth brother is my golden striker, how can I be jealous of my talent and die here, starling brother, I have to entrust this important task to the fourteenth brother, fourteenth brother, but what do you think?"

Hearing this, Dolgon's face tightened, but his heart fluctuated, but it was the Tao.

"Brother is willing to serve the dead!"

"Haha, the starling brother wishes the fourteenth brother success, the day he breaks through the Ming Imperial City, it is the time for you and my brother to take the lamp!"

Huang Taiji was hearty, holding Dolgon's hand with one hand, and walked to the high platform of the martial arts arena, but said in a loud voice.

"Brethren, Azigebel is a model for the great deeds of my great gold, and the Horse Leather Shroud is a role model, brethren, today, Ben Khan has appointed the Fourteenth Brother as the Righteous White Banner of the New Solid Mountain, and he will lead you to continue your glory! For the revenge of Azigbel! For the sake of the glory of my gold, take up the sharp blade in your hands and go and kill to your heart's content! Even if there are millions of corpses, my Dajin will make those Han people terrify for the sharp blades in your hands, brothers! Departure - Tongzhou! ”

But it is said that not long after the end of a pre-war mobilization carnival, night has fallen.

In the big tent of the emperor, the lights are still bright.

"Great Khan, this snowy night to send troops, I'm afraid it's-"

Faced with Huang Taiji's decision to send troops on a snowy night, Fan Wencheng was a little puzzled.

Hearing this, Huang Taiji smiled.

"Mr. Fan, although Ben Khan does not have much knowledge, he heard that you Han people had a general named Li Yu in the Tang Dynasty, Mr. Fan thinks it is better than Ben Khan!"

Hearing Huang Taiji say this, Fan Wencheng didn't say much, but he couldn't stop muttering in his heart.

"I'm afraid this Yuan Chonghuan is not Wu Yuanji!"

At this moment, Huang Taiji seemed to have thought of something, but it was the Tao.

"Send someone down and keep an eye on all the movements of the white flag!"