Chapter 937: The Great Qing Dream Sea Lanzhu (Twenty-Seven)

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Fei Yingdong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly knelt down, "Great Khan, if your subordinates are guilty, please deal with them with the Great Khan, what kind of punishment your subordinates can bear, just don't ......" The subordinates dropped these four words, but when they saw Huang Taiji silently spit out those two words and swallowed them.

He turned his head and glanced in the direction where Nalan Ruoruo was asleep, and lowered his head, "Subordinates obey!" ”

If the Great Khan leaves, the last thing he can let go of is the one in the house, originally he thought that the Great Khan was just coveting the beauty of Hai Lanzhu, after all, Hai Lanzhu is the first beauty on the Horqin grassland, but now, he can let the Great Khan say the word "please", which shows how important that woman is to the Great Khan.

Even if he can't go to the battlefield, but for the sake of the Great Khan, he is willing to give up his life, not to mention just taking care of a woman.

Huang Taiji and the others left overnight, and there was no news of them even in the next year.

The battle of Songjin was not easy to fight, and he was defeated repeatedly, but if he wanted to enter the customs, he could only open this gap, no matter how difficult it was, Huang Taiji also ordered that only advance and not retreat.

In December, Huang Taiji was defeated and had no choice but to retreat to Songzhou and confront the two armies of Jinzhou led by Zhuo Lin.

Although Zhuo Lin has occupied Jinzhou, but Huang Taiji has been operating here for many years, and has deep roots, Jinzhou Zhang Zhizhou has a total of 20,000 soldiers and horses, after Zhuo Lin entered the city, there are only 100 people left.

In the past, the young man had already been fed into a hungry wolf by the blood of the battlefield.

He led the people to fight all the way into Jinzhou, he wore a silver brocade robe, carried a red tassel gun in his hand, and rode a white horse to lead a team of people into the city, almost stepping on the corpses of Jinzhou soldiers.

Nalan Ruoruo didn't expect such a change in history, she had the heart to do something but stopped thinking because of the old woman in front of her.

Fei Yingdong did stay that day, but because of the defeat in Jinzhou, their family was Han and could not escape the fate of being slaughtered, and in the end, only the old mother and a single seedling of the Fei family survived, but in the end they were separated because of the escape.

He had to go out again and again to find the lost child.

It's afternoon.

Fei Yingdong went out again, and Fei's mother felt that something was wrong, and begged Nalan Ruoruo to follow.

Although Nalan Ruoruo promised that Fei Yingdong would be fine, poor Fei's mother even knelt down and kowtowed, Nalan Ruoruo had to go out to find her whereabouts, and when she came back, Fei Yingdong walked beside her, holding a child in her arms, which was the only seedling of his Fei family.

went out to get this harvest, Fei Yingdong smiled happily, but attracted the attention of Zhuo Lin and his party.

Seeing the child he was holding in his arms, some of the people in the group had their eyes lit up, tightened the reins and reined in the horse, and let out a 'whoop' reprimand in their mouths, the horse's front hooves were raised high, and it landed steadily, and a deputy general in iron armor stopped in front of the two, pointed at Fei Yingdong with the whip in his hand and drank, "Hand over the little bastard of the Fei family!" ”

His voice was very loud, Zhuo Lin, who was walking in the forefront, was stunned for a moment, reined in the horse, the indifferent and bright moon-like cheeks showed a murderous aura, he clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and looked at the unusually calm child who was held in his arms, and his eyes fell on Nalan Ruoruo's face with a mediocre face, and he looked away in disgust, thinking that he was just a market woman, and he didn't care too much.

just glanced at Fei Yingdong, his eyes were cold, without a trace of warmth, "Since you are guilty, then drag it down and beat it to death." ”

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