Chapter 133: Borrowing a Knife to Kill 1

It is said that after nine deaths and a lifetime of escaping from Quang Ninh City, Houjin Er Belle Amin. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info on the way back, but also suffered a lot.

I have to say that the general Jiang Chaodong is really a real person.

When Yin Fusheng was leaving, he told him to chase after Amin. He really chased this Amin with nowhere to hide, and several times, he almost got caught.

In the end, he was trapped in the mountains for nearly ten days, almost starved to death, and finally returned to Houjin.

When he first went back, the Houjin soldiers thought that they had run out somewhere, and they had a crazy monk who was sick.

Seeing the tragic situation, I hid in the mountains for many days, covered with bloody scabs on my head, and my clothes were torn one by one. The face is hungry and sunken, and there is not even a human appearance at all.

The loss is that these two Baylors have a good foundation, fat and strong, otherwise, they would have hung up a long time ago.

When the soldiers recognized him, they hurriedly carried Erbeile back.

Finally returned to his own territory, and after Amin Hu ate and drank the sea, the first thing he did was to clean his pitted head.

Find a Han female slave and wash and medicine him.

In the mirror, he didn't dare to look directly.

This head, which was cut by himself, did not have a whole piece of skin.

Amin was resentful in his heart.

Damn brute slaves!

Don't let me catch you! You can't feed the wolves unless you cut the flesh of your whole body with a knife!

"Tsk~Yaya......"

Amin was angry, his body was shaken, and the slave girl who was wiping his blood was careless, and her hand strength was not controlled, and she wiped it heavily.

caused Amin to howl for a while, and he raised his leg and kicked the female slave on the lower abdomen.

The slave girl screamed and flew away. When he landed, a mouthful of blood gushed out and his whole body convulsed.

Amin covered his head and spat on the ground, "Someone! Chop off her hand for me and throw it out to taste the wolf! ”

The soldier came up and dragged away the slave girl who was suffering in agony without expression.

Even so, Amin was still angry, wiping his wounds in front of the mirror, and constantly cursing in his mouth.

"Fuck! Barbarian slaves are damn damned! ”

Amin wiped it for a while, causing pain to herself, so she turned around and shouted, "Feel tight!" It's all fucking white rice waste! ”

Another Han female slave girl came in and wiped Amin with a frightened face.

At this time, Amin's relatives came in.

"Second Baylor, are you looking for a minion?"

Amin said angrily: "I'm also a Baylor, right?" Finally escaped from the enemy camp, seriously wounded, why didn't anyone come to see Benbel? ”

"Lord Belle, you don't know, your injury is far worse than that of the Great Khan and the Four Belle." Follow the way.

Amin was stunned, "Yes, yes, yes, if you don't say it, I almost forgot." The injuries of the Great Khan and the eighth brother, are they really so serious? ”

"Yes, Lord Belle. Sibeile had recovered a little after recuperation, but the Great Khan ......," he said, sighing heavily.

The corners of Amin's mouth inadvertently hooked, "Well, are they all guarding the Great Khan now?" ”

"Exactly."

"Hurry, hurry up ......, I have to go see the Great Khan."

Amin stood up suddenly, and the slave girl accidentally knocked over the medicine bottle.

Amin turned his head and glared at the slave girl viciously.

The slave girl was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Second Belle Lord, the slave and maid are not intentional, the slave and maid are not intentional......"

With a twitch of the corner of his eye, Amin bypassed the slave girl, regardless of the head injury, and went straight to Nurhachi's camp.

When he was about to go out of the door, he casually instructed his relatives, "Hurry up and clean it up, I don't want to see this kind of waste again!" ”

"It's Lord Baylor......"

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At this time, in front of Nurhachi's sickbed, there was a young boy with immature eyebrows.

The boy was Dorgon.

Dorgon was only ten years old at this time, but his height and physique were much stronger than that of a normal child of the same age, and he looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old.

Nurhachi sat half-lying and half-leaning on the ground, his lips were white, his face was haggard, and he said in a thin voice: "If it weren't for you, an arrow would have injured Wang Huazhen, and Ama probably wouldn't have been able to come back." ”

Since Dorgon was still young and the most outstanding of the children, Nurhachi always spoke to him as a father and son.

"Amma, when you are well raised, let's go to Guangning again. When the time comes, Dorgon will follow. Set for Amma to avenge today's revenge. ”

Dolgon's eyes were full of murder at a young age, and even though he was talking to his father now, his eyes were still fierce.

Nurhachi curved the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard this, "Ama is old, I'm afraid I can't go to the battlefield again." In the future, you have to listen to your starling, be by his side to protect him, and help him, you know? ”

"Amma, you're going to get better......"

At this time, an attendant came in, "Great Khan, Erbeile is back." ”

Nurhachi was stunned, "Amin fled back?" He, he's out there? ”

"Yes."

"Hurry him in."

Nurhachi forced herself to sit up.

As soon as Amin entered the tent, he was covered with colors, and he deliberately didn't change his clothes, and he wanted this miserable image.

As soon as I entered the house, I looked at Nurhachi, who no longer had the scenery of the past, and was quietly leaning on the bed, like an ordinary old man who was seriously ill.

Amin raised his hand to hide his face, and began to cry.

"Woo woo......, woo woo......, sweat, sweat~"

When Nurhachi saw the captured Amin, he was surprised and delighted as if he was in a dream. Looking at Amin's embarrassed appearance again, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart.

"Amin, you, you're suffering."

"Great Khan, Amin has fled! You see! Amin pointed to the wound on his body, which means how hard my son has escaped to see you.

Nurhachi clasped Amin's hand, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”

"Great Khan, Amin has not only returned, but also brought back a great secret." Amin said mysteriously.

"Oh?" Nurhachi's eyes opened weakly.

Amin glanced at Dolgon and said disdainfully: "Fourteenth brother, you go out first, I have something to say to the Great Khan." ”

Dolgon, who was not a serious person, nodded and withdrew.

Amin saw Dolgon out of the account, turned around and hurriedly said: "Great Khan, do you know why we lost this attack on Guangning?" ”

Nurhachi took a breath and said slowly: "In the Han army, there are capable people......

"Hey! What capable people?! Amin slapped his thigh angrily, "It's all a trick set by the barbarian slaves Li Yongfang and Sun Degong." ”

"Huh?! What do you mean? ”

"Amin's defeat is all known. Great Khan, you think, how can a capable person be, if it weren't for collusion with Sun Degong, how would he know that someone was going to shout defeat? Is this impossible? ”

"Tsk~" Nurha's brows furrowed and she nodded deeply. "Well, I've been thinking about it a lot."

"Great Khan, when Amin fled back, he accidentally bumped into Sun Degong and Li Yongfang, and the two were secretly ventilating."

"Hasn't Sun Degong already been beheaded?"

"Great Khan! That's all the tricks of the barbarians. Sun Degong faked his death, just to cover Li Yongfang and let him come back to you to steal secrets. In fact, Li Yongfang had already been persuaded by Sun Degong to surrender, and the two of them made a plan to deliberately let us go in the Sancha River, in order to catch turtles in the urn. ”

Nurhachi was immediately furious, his eyes were still slightly closed, and the boss who was open at the time of the arrival was upheaving, his chest rose and fell, and his snort was very heavy.

What a Li Yongfang! What a grandson!

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(To be continued)

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