"Qiyu Sibeile, something is wrong!"

A cavalryman galloped to Huang Taiji's horse, wiped the blood from his face, and said in panic: "Your Majesty is injured!" ”

"What?"

Huang Taiji was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse, from the beginning of the army, he felt a little awkward, but he didn't expect to be calculated by Zhang Ke again.

"Let's go! Follow me to the rescue! ”

Fortunately, Huang Taiji was prepared, and hurriedly rushed forward with the elite of the two white flags. didn't run far, but just bumped into two or three hundred people, all of whom were the henchmen of the old slave.

Seeing Huang Taiji, these people had snot and tears coming out.

"Four Beylers, the Khan King is here!"

"How's Father Khan?" Huang Taiji hurriedly asked.

"Injured, it shouldn't be life-threatening!"

"Don't play tricks with me, don't hurry back to the barracks and rescue Your Majesty, I'll take it here!"

"Yes!"

The gang protected the old slave and hurried down. Huang Taiji held the long knife in his hand and urged the horse forward, and Haoge led the people, followed Huang Taiji closely, and protected him.

Within two hundred paces, a group of cavalry rushed like a whirlwind.

"It's him!"

Of course, Huang Taiji can see that the leader is Liu Xingzuo!

"Okay, in vain I treat you so favorably, I dare to rebel! Kill, kill this white-eyed wolf! ”

Jiannu followed the blade's point, screamed, and swarmed up.

When Liu Xingzuo saw Jiannu, he was not polite, and led the soldiers to kill him.

The two sides collided like two evil dragons. Desperately screaming, you stab me off my horse, I will split you in half. Kill the red eyes. Shouting out his throat. Liu Xingzuo didn't know how many times he picked up the mace, the two arms were almost not his, Wang Bing rushed desperately, the helmet was gone, the armor was broken, and there was plasma coming out of his body, but he was still gritting his teeth to hold on.

Hatred. Humiliation, anger. Be desolate, and burn the anger that has accumulated in your heart!

They slaughtered like crazy, eager to kill all the Tartars and send them all to hell.

Huang Taiji is also crazy. The life and death of Father Khan is unknown, although Fang Cai said that it is not fatal, but Huang Taiji knows in his heart that Nurhachi is already in his sixties, and his body has many dark injuries. Even if you don't die this time, I'm afraid that time is running out.

Where should the huge gold foundation go, in terms of strength, he is not as good as Dai Shan, and in terms of military exploits. It's not as good as Amin, but fortunately, Mongoltai died early, and he has one less competitor. But judging by the attitude of Father Khan. It seems that he is more interested in Dorgon, the son of Abahai!

The battle situation, the khan, life and death, the future!

Intertwined in Huang Taiji's brain, he sprinkled all his anger on Liu Xingzuo's body, if it weren't for this guy. How could he have pushed himself into such an embarrassing position.

"Kill!"

Jiannu desperately rushed forward, and Liu Xingzuo struggled to resist. The killing was dark and inseparable, and at every moment someone fell off the horse and was trampled by the horse's hooves.

Liu Xingzuo's troops were not as good as Huang Taiji's, and his training was not enough, and after the blood and courage passed, he gradually became in a weak position.

But at this moment, the eastern sky showed a dazzling light, and the sun jumped out of the horizon.

After days of cloudy days and non-stop snow, it finally cleared up, and everyone couldn't help but relax for a while.

On Changsheng Island, war drums rumbled and cannons shook the sky. The Ming troops of the brigade were lined up in a neat battle formation, and the soldiers held their weapons tightly, and their steps were vigorous and firm.

"Kill slaves, kill slaves!"

The roar was earth-shattering, the old slaves all died in their hands, what else was there to fear! The morale of the Ming army had reached the peak of boiling.

"Onward!"

With the command of officers at all levels, the neat phalanx of the Ming army, as thick as a mountain, was murderous, and the Jiannu they met were all shocked and unconsciously retreated.

"Shoot!"

Gunfire rumbled, and a piece of tartar fell.

The Ming army did not stop, continued to stride out, must pass through Jiannu, raised the gun again, repeated the previous action, ruthless, sent the Tartar to hell, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of scattered horsemen were killed.

"Amma, Minggou has been killed, what do you think?" Hauge asked, apprehensive.

Huang Taiji gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted: "Retreat, hurry up and return to the camp!" ”

After receiving the order, the Jiannu who had been granted amnesty fled backwards one after another, and Liu Xingzuo and the Ming army chased after them hard, but the sound of gold also sounded on Changsheng Island, and they had to retreat.

……

"My lord, I haven't been addicted to killing yet, so if you want me to say that it would be better to rush into Jiannu's military camp in one go and drive them all away!" Chu Haitian said with frustration, obviously regretting the lost fighter.

Qiao Fu didn't care, and said with a smile: "Shoot people and horses, capture thieves and capture kings, the old slave was hit by a cannon last night, if he dies, this is a great miracle." ”

"That's right!"

Yu Weiliang took over the words and said with a smile: "The old slave is a big trouble for the imperial court, and the fierce and stubborn Cheng is beyond imagination. If you can kill him, Liaodong will also be recovered. Think about it, big guys, get promoted and make a fortune, and mix up a hereditary title, it's not a problem! ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly boiled, and the big guys discussed one after another, what reward the court would have.

Only Zhang Ke leaned back in his chair and didn't say a word.

Qiao Fu smiled and asked, "Brother Ke, are you worried that you didn't kill the old slave?" ”

"In the dark night last year, there was great chaos, the old slave was definitely injured, but death was not necessarily! Don't guess, these days to strengthen my security, if Jiannu is withdrawn, the old slave should not be killed, if Jiannu attacks more fiercely, maybe the old slave is really dead! ”

The big guy looked at it, and said in his heart that it was strange, he had to continue to attack if he didn't die, and if he died, the Tartar army would be confused, how could he still attack!

They were full of questions, but Liu Xingzuo stretched out his thumb and said with a smile: "Lord Shaobao's words are heaven-shattering, if the old slave dies, it will be a big thing, in order to avoid shaking the morale of the army, the Tartars will instead fake the show and do it, and there will be news within two or three days!" ”

In the following days, the Ming army increased their caution a hundred times, patrolling day and night, sending out scouts to inquire about news and observe movements.

Zhang Ke actually didn't believe that the old slave would die, after all, according to historical records, the old slave could live for several years! But if you join yourself, history may change.

In the midst of anxiety, after waiting for three days, someone suddenly came to report that Jiannu's men had retreated.

Zhang Ke hurriedly led the people out to observe, and sure enough, the camp of Jiannu was empty, and the men and horses had all withdrawn last night, leaving nothing.

"Alas, the life of the old slave should not be extinguished!"

Zhang Ke looked up to the sky and sighed, and after sighing, he hurriedly ordered: "Everyone counts the results of the battle, guards the island, and prepares to report to the imperial court." ”

Even if the old slave didn't die, the battle of Changsheng Island was also a big victory, and besides, you can learn from the experience of Yuan Dudu, let's just say that a big chief slave was killed and injured, as for who it is, let the court guess!

After three more days of waiting, the ice on the side of Changsheng Island near the open sea shattered, and the ships were finally able to enter Changsheng Island, which had been besieged for a month.

"Humble to meet Lord Shaobao!"

Bao Shiqing led a few clerks and knelt down to salute Zhang Ke.

"Why are you alone?" Qiao Fu asked in surprise: "What about the people of the imperial court, what about the salary?" ”

Don't say that Qiao Fu asked this, all the generals present were taken aback, they fought desperately, the court should be rewarded, why didn't they even send a person, the big guy was suddenly angry.

Bao Shiqing could only look at Zhang Ke prayingly, Zhang Ke waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"The ice has just opened, where will the imperial court know so quickly. I will present myself to the court and promise not to neglect the reward of the brethren. ”

Zhang Ke reluctantly appeased the big guy, and in the evening, he called Bao Shiqing into the study.

"Say, is there any dissatisfaction with me in the imperial court?"

"Lord Shaobao, my subordinates don't dare to hide it, it is true that there are people in the imperial court who attack the lord for being blindly warlike, spending money on food and salary, and fatigue the sergeant, and the saint of Jianyi has summoned you back to Beijing, and, and ......"

"Don't spit out, what else?"

"Lord Qiyu, in order to let you return to Beijing as much as possible, the Denglai Sailor has been detained, and he is not allowed to send you food and salary!"

"Bastard!"

Zhang Ke was furious when he heard this, more than 10,000 soldiers, trapped on the isolated island, did they want to starve everyone to death! These things in the imperial court are simply more hateful than Tartars, hateful, and can be killed but not kept!

"Lord Shaobao, my subordinates think that you have to come up with the charter quickly, I'm afraid there is not much food on our island, right?" Bao Shiqing said tremblingly.

Zhang Ke walked back and forth on the ground, round and round, Bao Shiqing secretly watched, the adult gradually calmed down from the initial anger, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Bao Shiqing, you prepare a memorabilia on my behalf, tell the court that this official killed the slave chief wild boar skin on Changsheng Island, and implore the court to reward the meritorious soldiers."

Yes!

The brush that Bao Shiqing had just picked up fell on the table in shock, and his eyes instantly froze. (To be continued) R580