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The waves of the Liaohe River are turbulent, and the emperor Taiji looks west. The river is gone, accompanied by his long sigh, with the water in the Liao River, slowly flowing.

"Eighth brother, it's time to cross the river." Running around overnight, Dai Shan, who was slightly tired, looked at Huang Taiji who was in a daze, and said with some unbearable comfort, "This time Da Ming has set a trap with a lot of blood, I can't blame you." ”

Huang Taiji muttered: "No, blame me for being too light on the enemy, thinking that I succeeded in a thousand-mile attack, and as soon as Yuan Chonghuan was removed, there would be no opponent for my Emperor Taiji in Liaodi." Unexpectedly, it's still a bad move. Azig's army of 20,000 was lost. This is the greatest shame! My Jurchen is already sparsely populated, and this time my vitality is greatly damaged, how to complete my father's great cause! ”

Dai Shan suddenly remembered and asked, "After the fifth brother went north, there was no contact overnight, will something go wrong?" The fifth brother has always been reckless, and he doesn't know ......."

Huang Taiji shook his head and said, "He must have transferred to Daoyi County." Alas, let's cross the river. It seems that we have to think long-term. "In his forties, he has gray hair and sideburns, and his old age is beginning to appear.

20,000 gold soldiers slowly crossed the river. Huang Taiji looked west again and sighed, "I don't know when I will be able to pocket this country." It was as if he saw the chicken's feet from the head of the chicken, and from the chicken's feet to the tail of the chicken......

Thirteen Peaks, the day had just dawned, and after a night's sleep, the guerrillas, who had sufficient energy, began to sweep up. They obeyed Yang Fan's advice, wore hats and cloaks made of grass and branches, and rushed into the forest, ambushing a scattered golden soldier. Yang Fan became a night owl, sleeping during the day and keeping vigil at night. Some of the wounded soldiers stayed at the foot of the Golden Bull Cave Mountain, guarding the golden soldiers who were escorted back.

Zu Runze also rushed to the foot of the Golden Bull Cave Mountain, and when he saw Yang Fan sleeping, he also took hundreds of brothers and went into the mountains to hunt. There are more and more surrenderers at the foot of the Golden Bull Cave Mountain. By noon, some of the small hill teams had returned, some carrying horses and weapons, and some carrying the golden soldiers who had not yet died on stretchers. According to Yang Fan's words, these are all grains and must be brought back.

A confused person asked, "Yang Tou'er, do these people really want to eat?" I've heard that this man's flesh is sour and unpalatable. Frightened, Jin Bing, who was tied up on the side, turned pale and kowtowed again and again to beg for mercy. Yang Fan didn't have time to explain to them, but fortunately, it was autumn and the weather was getting cooler, otherwise the smell of blood all over the mountain would not be able to disperse for a few months.

Yang Fan stood up and looked at the captives. He still underestimated the tenacious vitality of these Manchu and Mongolian people, and in last night's raid, nearly 4,000 people were still alive.

"Which of you is the Banner Master? Come out! ”

Mang Gurtai's subordinates originally had two banner owners, the Blue Banner and the Blue Banner, one of whom was killed, and the other was still hiding somewhere.

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't reply, he said suspiciously: "If you don't carry it like this, you're all dead, right?" ”

"Yangzi! You're finally awake. I thought you couldn't sleep. Zu Runze grabbed the back collar of the two men with bald heads and threw them in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan glanced at Zu Runze, what does it mean to not wake up when you fall asleep, or do you wish Lao Tzu died like this? "What are you doing with two monks?"

"Monk? Both of these are wild monks who have become monks halfway. I went to sweep today, and as soon as the presiding officer of Wanghai Temple saw me, he closed the door tightly. Lao Tzu knew that there was a cat in it at a glance, so he rushed into the temple with a few brothers, and guess what? Zu Runze laughed angrily, "The monk in there is shaving these two Jiannu." Fortunately, Lao Tzu recognized the robe at a glance, and the blue flag owner Narqi, right. ”

Yang Fan looked coldly at the Narqi who had only replaced half of his head, and said, "This old monk of Wanghai Temple really dares to accept anyone. ”

Zu Runze said: "No, I asked the monk, do you know who this guy is?" Guess what the monk said. I'll learn from you. ”

Zu Runze is a living treasure, when he learned Matteo Ricci to speak, he almost learned to have convulsions, and this time he began to learn the monk again, "Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't know." But these two donors, willing to enter my Buddhism, is to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. The past, I hope the donor will not mention it again. I laughed and smoked at the time, and without much nonsense, I caught it. ”

Yang Fan looked at Narqi and said, "Do you want to die or live?" ”

"I want to live, I want to live."

"If you want to live, take this letter back to your Tiancong Khan. Don't give me any tricks. You saw with your own eyes how your third Belle Lord died. If you want to be as inexplicable as his death, you can play tricks. Yang Fan sneered.

Narqi once again remembered the appearance of the reckless Gurtai death, just like being shot by the god who opened the eyes of heaven in ancient mythology, he dared to swear, he had never seen such a strange red mole, and quickly knelt down and knelt again, "Daxian I was wrong, I was wrong." I will definitely send it to Tiancong Khan. ”

"Go, give him a fast horse." Yang Fan threw the letter to Narqi and whispered in his ear, "You are a mortal who has seen me cast a spell for the first time, and this time you have done a beautiful job." You are the next Tiancong Khan. ”

"Thank you, Daxian! Thank you, Daxian! Narqi took the letter, climbed on the horse, and dared to go to Shengjing City. His face had already turned sallow with fright, and his heart rose to his throat, and he murmured vigorously: "It's terrible, it's terrible!" ”

Zu Runze asked puzzledly: "Yang Zi, why did you let that Jiannu leave?" ”

"Nonsense, otherwise what are you going me to do with these captives and kill them? Or let it go? ”

Zu Runze looked at Yang Fan like a neuropath, and said, "Of course, it was handed over to the imperial court." It's all military feats. This time, we lost 300 brothers, in exchange for the lives of 7,000 Jiannu, which is even more crazy than the great victory of the Great Linghe, if it is transmitted to the imperial court, it is estimated that even Sun Laoshuai will be shocked by his jaw. ”

"Wait, you say we lost three hundred? What's the matter, didn't you say don't fight head-on, why did 300 brothers still die? ”

Zu Runze said: "I haven't fought head-on." But you also know that this fire gun was blown up, and it was not one or two that was killed and injured. The three-eyed firearms of the Guanning Iron Cavalry may be better, and the vast majority of those assigned to ordinary guards and recruits are defective. Some ......"

Yang Fan didn't listen to Zu Runze anymore, but turned around and picked up the fire gun of the brother on the side and looked at it carefully. It doesn't matter if you look at it, it's going to kill you when you look at it. Yang Fan looked at several firecrackers and bird guns that the soldiers were using, stood up with some difficulty, and said angrily: "These dogs from the Ministry of Industry! ”