In the vast jungle, the sunlight is blocked from the outside, and only the dappled light shines through the gaps in the branches, making the whole jungle reveal a dark and strange atmosphere. Temur's body hung from the branches, swaying with the wind, and a bloodless and pale face looked at Badali in a daze, which made Badali shudder and hurriedly retreat a few steps sideways.

Only then did he realize that the high place of this tree was actually full of the corpses of the cavalry under Temur's command, like fruits that knot on the branches, and at a glance, it was impossible to estimate the specific number, and they were full of hanging on the branches, which made people shudder.

The more than 10,000 subordinates who had just followed him into the jungle, except for the hundreds of people who could be seen in sight, could not see a single figure, and they were all caught in this endless layer of greenery.

"What about the heads of the tribes? Keep a certain distance from each other so you can support each other! Badali gave orders in a frustrated manner, but all his men looked around blankly, looking at the dark, unknown depth and depth, and the corpses fluttering above their heads, but none of them dared to scatter to find the cavalry of other tribes.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Badali scolded in his heart, but it was not easy to attack at this time, and he was afraid that there would be a large group of men and horses of the Ming army chasing outside the forest, so he could only stubbornly urge the hundreds of people around him to march towards the depths of the jungle.

At present, there is only one sheep intestine path that can only accommodate three war horses in the middle of the forest, winding and winding without knowing where it leads. The ravines and grasses next to it, no one dared to go lightly.

In this way, he walked forward in fear for about half an hour, and finally there was nothing to do along the way, only occasionally throwing a few bloody heads out of the grass, and looking at the hair ornaments on the heads, they were clearly the appearance of the Haixi Jurchen cavalry. It makes everyone feel uneasy, although they know that there may be a point of no return ahead, but now they can only go on without looking back.

The deeper you go into the forest, the dimmer the light gets, and the thousand-year-old trees firmly block the entire sky, and occasionally cast sunlight. is like a lone lamp in the middle of the night, illuminating everyone at the same time, but making everyone's hearts more and more cold.

I don't know when it started, but gradually more and more light appeared around me, at first, everyone thought it was just light through the cracks between the trees, and at the end, everyone stopped because everyone found out. The light was the flame of a torch, and as the torch approached, the torch reflected more and more figures around it.

Badali's wrists began to tremble, and the otter fur hat on his head was already covered with cold sweat, which was very uncomfortable.

The approach of the figures around them forced everyone to start moving again, towards the east, where no figure was shaking, like a herd of cattle and sheep driven into the slaughterhouse.

All of a sudden. The light of the day suddenly brightened, and a cliff with a knife and axe suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The height is not very high, but the abrupt appearance makes some people who can't open their eyes have to look up at it.

On the hillside, the red flag was like a sea of blood, and the black-armored Ming soldiers stood all over the hill, almost covering up the verdant greenery.

The Ming soldiers on all sides stopped almost at the same time, and the musketeers in the front row began to assemble ammunition in a unified manner. The mouths of the black hole were raised one after another, without a trace of hesitation.

At this time, Zhu Ping'an and Xiao Yuanteng had just finished playing a game of chess, and Zhou Chang quickly put the chessboard and other things into the pocket he carried with his hands and feet, and sat on the top of the hillside. Zhu Ping'an looked at the bottom without any effort, and at a glance saw the badali in the crowd dressed in brocade.

Zhu Ping'an looked at it carefully and retracted his head, but Badali happened to collide with his line of sight, Badali was a little undecided, and shouted loudly in not fluent Chinese: "You are Cao Bianjiao?" ”

A cold snort came from behind the tree not far away, and Badali followed the prestige, and a black-armored general slowly walked out of the bushes on horseback, his face full of short mustaches like steel needles, "Lao Tzu is Cao Bianjiao!" ”

Badali was stunned for a moment, looked up and looked at Zhu Ping'an's back on the hillside, his face was full of questions.

Cao Bianjiao shook the long sawtooth knife in his hand, and countless blood droplets instantly sprinkled on the grass on the ground. "The noble man on the hillside is His Royal Highness the Rui King of our Ming Dynasty, and he is also the Zhu Dashuai of Shandong!"

"Zhu Ping'an!" Badali was frightened and shocked, and his strong curiosity drove him to see Zhu Ping'an's appearance clearly, but he only saw a sturdy and long back, and only heard that person say loudly: "It is said that this king will order, this king only needs the head of Badali, as long as the Mongolian and Haixi Jurchen soldiers can take off his head, this king is not to blame in the past!" ”

Badali's eyes darkened, and before he could shout at his subordinates, a familiar figure suddenly appeared on the hillside. The man was about forty years old, dressed in a splendid leather robe, but he got up from the ground in front of Zhu Ping'an with a smile, and loudly repeated Zhu Ping'an's words in Mongolian and Jurchen dialects.

As a result, Badali's team was suddenly disorganized.

Badali finally saw the man's face clearly, and couldn't help but shout loudly, "Kali, you dog slave, when did you descend the Ming dog, are you still a descendant of the Manchurians?" Before he could finish speaking, Badali's hands were already tightly grasped by several of his men, and he was about to drag him off the horse.

Gari smiled, took advantage of the situation to stand up straight, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Badali who was firmly pressed to the ground by his subordinates at the foot of the mountain with disdain, "The prince has a good memory!" I still remember this minion who has only seen a few faces! However, today, your prince can be regarded as the end. The Aixin Jueluo family has lost the face of our Jurchens, and it has also caused us to have no fixed place to live and no wife to rely on for the men who were born and died for them. ”

Several Haixi Jurchen soldiers hurriedly pressed Badali to the ground, and before he could reply, one of them wiped off his head with a knife, and a cavity of blackened blood spurted out, and Badali's voice also stopped abruptly.

Soon, Badali's head was presented to Zhu Ping'an, Zhu Ping'an glanced at it, and just nodded, "Keep it, put it in the box, and you can take it to see Ezhe!" ”

Gari hurriedly fell to his knees again, "The slave obeys!" After speaking, he took the wooden box and planned to say goodbye.

Zhu Ping'an waved his hand, "Wait, are you really sure that you can say that you can move Ezhe to send troops?" ”

A flattering smile appeared on Gari's wrinkled face, "Master, please relax, in the past two years, the business of the minions' merchant groups has spread all over the grassland, and those Mongolian men are rude and stupid, and they are easier to deceive than the Liaodong people!" Now the princes of the left, center and right wings under Ezhe's account, which one of them is not eating in the villain's downline, even if Ezhe is unwilling to send troops, how can he resist the wishes of the Chahar departments under his command? ”

Zhu Ping'an smiled and waved his hand to let Gari retreat.

After Gari left, Xiao Yuanteng brought up a few people who had been waiting behind him, led by a bearded general, with an iron helmet on his head, who originally looked like no one in his eyes, but in front of Zhu Ping'an, he instantly changed into a slave, "Pu Youzhou, the general of the Imperial Guard of the Korean royal family in a small country, knocked to see His Royal Highness King Rui of Shangguo!" ”

In today's battle, it was Park Youzhou's department who ambushed Delgrad west of the Grass River, and he also successfully played the role of Cao Bianjiao's doppelganger, nailing the Hercynian Allah of Delgrad firmly on the west bank of the Grass River. The 20,000 Korean forbidden troops suffered many casualties, and finally wiped out all the 5,000 remnants of the Haixi Jurchens after crossing the river, which can be regarded as a rare achievement of the Korean army in these years.

Park Youzhou happily sent the captured Delgrad to Zhu Ping'an, but he didn't expect Zhu Ping'an to just smile faintly, and did not take his "proud" results in his eyes.

Zhu Ping'an looked at Delgrad, who was tied up like a dumpling, and said straight to the point: "Do you want to live?" ”

Dregler nodded subconsciously, but then realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly shook his head again, which immediately caused the surrounding generals to laugh, Dregler's face was red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Wanting to live is just an instinctive reaction of people, just like dressing and eating, there is nothing to be ashamed of!"

Zhu Ping'an looked at Dregler curiously, "What is strange to me is that Nurhachi and Huang Taiji killed your father Jin Taishi and uncle Buyangu, but you were willing to be driven by them, what is the reason for this?" ”

"The Jurchen tribes only value heroes, although my father and uncle are heroes for a while, but they are still in the hands of the Aixin Jueluo family, my Ye Hebu is willing to surrender to them, and intermarry with them, in order to let our bloodline can be passed on, isn't Huang Taiji the child born to Meng Gu?"

Zhu Ping'an thought about it for a long time, but he didn't figure out what the difference was in this kind of grievance, so he simply said directly: "The Haixi Jurchens have always looked at Ye He's subordinates, I just want to ask, if Ye He is given another chance to dominate the Jurchens, will you Delgrad stand on the side of the Ming Dynasty!" ”

Delgrad was stunned for a while, and then touched the ground with his head, "Yehe has been loyal to the Ming Dynasty for generations, back then, if it wasn't for the defeat of the Ming army in the Battle of Salhu, Nurhachi would not have done his best to storm Yehe, and swore 'not to break Yehe, swear not to return to the division'." My father Jin Taishi and uncle Buyangu both died for the Ming Dynasty, and I, as a son, must follow the example of my ancestors and fight to the death for the Ming Dynasty! ”

Delgrad's 180-degree turn made everyone present dumbfounded, only Pu Youzhou secretly admired, "No wonder Ye Hebu could make the Jianzhou Jurchens unbearable back then, this kind of ability to see the wind and rudder makes me unreachable!" ”

"I still underestimate the ambitions of these Tartars!" Zhu Ping'an smacked his lips and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. These barbarians outside the gate seem to be obedient, but the ** thought in their hearts has not been extinguished for many years, and it is easy to release the two fierce beasts of Ezhe and Ye Hebu at once, and turn the land of Liaodong upside down. (To be continued......)