Chapter 12: The White-Armored Monster Strikes
"The Great Khan is angry, and the slave is guilty, so he will go to the front line in person and closely detect the movements of the Ming army!" This person, who was quite arrogant before, immediately became a complete slave in the face of the slave chief.
The slave chief watched him leave the Great Hall coldly, and then said: "Let the white-armored soldiers go to arrest this son, after all, in addition to Ben Khan and the national teacher, there are several white-armored warriors of Ben Khan who know about it." Fu Qing, Rondo ......"
"Great Khan!" Two people flashed out of the corner of the temple.
"Order each of you to lead ten horsemen to capture this son. This son is cunning and clever, and his strength is extraordinary, so remember not to underestimate the enemy. But if he could be caught alive, he would be caught alive. If you can't do it, kill it on the spot and come to see it. ”
"Wow!"
Fu Qing and Lundo heard the anger contained in the slave chief's flat tone, and they didn't dare to question it slightly, so they immediately took the order.
When he was about to leave, he heard the slave chief say again: "As for the movement of this son, national teacher, do you have something to say?" ”
The two of them immediately stopped, and turned to look at the middle-aged Taoist who was under the head of the slave chief.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."
The Taoist pronounced a Dharma call, pinched his fingers slightly, and said: "Going out of Shenyang in the east is a plan for this son to attack the west, so the two warriors only need to go out of the west gate and pursue, and soon after, they can find the traces of this son."
Of course, for the sake of safety, the Great Khan could send a few more people to the east to search, and I believe that it will not be long before the words of the poor Tao can be confirmed. ”
"Okay." Fu Qing and Lundo glanced at the slave chieftain, and when they saw him nodding slightly, they took the order and left in great strides.
The middle-aged Taoist looked at the vigorous and powerful backs of the two, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his face was flat, but in fact, there were huge waves in his heart, and he said secretly: "Since the little junior brother has gone south, it means that the master has told the truth and has driven the crane west."
Little junior brother, little junior brother, you didn't look at my performance with a straight eye yesterday, and you were naturally invulnerable in front of ordinary people, but in the face of the slave chief, you were still a little immature.
He is already suspicious of me, so Senior Brother Mo speculated your whereabouts to Jiannu, I believe that with your ability, even the white-armored monster will track it in person, and I am afraid that it will not take the slightest advantage! ”
Yes, this Taoist is Huang Chongzhen's second senior brother, Xu Daozheng, who has learned Xu Wenchang's astrological divination.
"What is the national teacher thinking?" The slave chief smiled and looked at Xu Daozheng with deep eyes.
Xu Daozheng met his gaze without fear, and said with a light smile: "Poor Dao is thinking, the battle of Ningyuan." ”
The slave chief glanced at Xu Daozheng deeply, then stood up suddenly, looked solemnly at the subordinates of many tribes in the hall, and said: "Order the Eight Banners to dispatch immediately, and if they go out, they will be soldiers, and they will march west to the Ming Dynasty, and the target is Ningyuan, and even the mountains and seas." ”
The simple and powerful words contained endless majesty, and no matter how conceited the Jurchens were, in the face of the slave chieftain's command of the whole clan again, they had to prostrate on the ground and bow their heads and shout: "Chir! ”
Its voice was still echoing in the Dazheng Palace, which was actually not big, and the noble generals of the Eight Banners all left the hall in a hurry and went to their respective tribes to prepare for the dispatch of troops.
As soon as the slave chief gave the order, Houjin was like a simple and crude war machine, and it quickly operated.
Groups of fully uniformed cavalry soldiers rushed out from various city gates in Shenyang, making the snow season in Liaodong, which should have been silent, like a pot of boiling water, gradually churning.
But in the midst of this boiling, Xu Daozheng and his daughter Xu Yihuan had a calm and meaningful conversation in a calm home.
"He's been here."
"Which one?"
"Who else could there be in your heart?"
"Yesterday's Heyeshi?"
"Yes, that's what he's pretending to be."
"Really? That's a real brave thing. The girl is pregnant with spring, her pretty face is slightly raised, the corners of her mouth are smiling, and her eyes are full of yearning.
"There is a girl in the Xu family who has just grown up, it seems that she was in a hurry eleven years ago, and the stubborn teary eyes and the strong fat face have left indelible traces in this Nizi's heart."
Xu Daozheng doted on his daughter's face, then looked up at the sky that was gradually revealing a trace of moonlight, and whispered to himself: "Suddenly cloudy and sunny, suddenly snow and clouds, this sky is really as incomprehensible as this sky."
The Battle of Ningyuan! The station end of the poor road that was not easy to stop was opened by his little junior brother! What is the reason why the little junior brother does not hesitate to go deep into the tiger's den, but also to instigate the slave chief to facilitate this battle?
Could it be the Master's dying proverbs? Master, Master, this celestial phenomenon is indeed one of the things that is difficult to see in a lifetime! Ziwei broke the army and greedy wolf Tmall, which one belongs to the little junior brother?
Ha? Why is it that even the Red Luan Star is starting to move? Hey, my little brother is a dignified eight-foot man, how is this good? ”
In the calm courtyard, Xu Daozheng stood with his hands in his hands, comprehended the celestial phenomena all night, and also meditated for a night.
Suddenly, I saw a bright star, I don't know when it has overwhelmed the stars in the sky, arrogant and stubbornly hanging in the sky.
If you look closely, it's the rising star.
Xu Daozheng was shocked to realize that it was already dawn, and the day when the war was about to start officially began, he couldn't help but feel like he was in turmoil, suffering from gains and losses, and there was no leisure for stargazing and divination.
Fu Qing and Lundo were indeed in the southwest of Shenyang and found the traces left by Huang Chongzhen when he went south and westward.
The two white-armored soldiers, who were extremely experienced in tracking, turned their heads and glanced in the northeast direction, and they identified the national teacher who made the Jurchens love and jealous, once again proving his magical prediction ability.
The only thing that puzzled the two white-armored soldiers was that the string of marks on the snow was really strange.
In the two long imprints that never intersect, there are not only horseshoe prints, but also what seems to be the palm prints of a tiger and a bear.
The two people, who had grown from excellent hunters to white-armored soldiers, quickly exchanged opinions, and only decided that it was the cunning boy who was playing tricks.
So he didn't suspect him, and following this clear trail, he boasted that he chased after him quickly.
But in fact, as early as when the two of them were about to leave the city, Huang Chongzhen had already found a place to cross the river along the deserted north bank of the Hunhe River.
The river here is wide, the current is gentle due to the severe cold of winter, and although the ferry is small, it is enough for him to cross the river quickly on a raft.
But the tiger and the black bear apparently could not wait, and before he could cut the wood to make a raft, they quickly jumped into the icy river as if they had not bathed in a long time.
The two beasts swam forward in a dog-crawling style, and at the same time turned their heads to urge Chongzhen, and when they saw that the eldest brother was unmoved, they simply sprayed mocking water at him.
It wasn't until Huang Chongzhen decisively refused that he let out a cold snort from his snort, and swam to the opposite shore without saying a word.
Huang Chongzhen watched the two beast brothers come ashore, and shook their sturdy bodies a few times, shaking the hair all over their bodies to be fluffy and fluffy.
In his special forces career in his previous life, what kind of harsh environment did Huang Chongzhen not be exposed to?
Winter swimming is naturally not a problem.
However, he didn't have the skills of the two brothers to get rid of themselves.
The big black horse kicked his sturdy four hooves a few times, and he also wanted to use his long legs to drip water.
But he was really afraid that he would catch a cold and not have to take cold medicine, so he tied the reins to a solid trunk on the shore.
Huang Chongzhen was ingenious, and a simple raft with exquisite workmanship was quickly made.
He led the big black horse and stood up, but the latter seemed to be angry at what his master had just done, and turned his head away as if he was ignoring it.
Huang Chongzhen simply fell in love with the clever and childish behavior of these three guys, took out a handful of fine horse beans, fed it with one hand, and stroked its horsehair with the other.
The big black horse ate five handfuls on his big tiger-like hand, and wanted to eat it again, but Huang Chong was really afraid that the fart it released would be too smelly, so he didn't eat it.
The big black horse seemed to notice his kindness, and seemed to want to pat his big brother's ass, so he affectionately rubbed his big brother's resolute face with his huge head, and stretched out his tongue that had just eaten.
Chongzhen leaned his face over without disgust, and said numbly to coax the child: "My baby big black horse, your horse face is really long, and your eyes are extraordinarily big." ”
This scene of you and me is simply angry that I knew Huang Chongzhen's tiger and black bear earlier.
The two young beasts, who had never made intimate movements with each other, snuggled together this time with a snort, and even did not hesitate to tie their steel needle-like beards on each other's bodies, and roared at the man and horse who were struggling on the water.
Huang Chongzhen has seen too many sinister people's hearts, but that innocent heart feels extremely warm at this moment.
After crossing the Hunhe River, Huang Chongzhen generously pushed the raft to the opposite bank, and regardless of whether it would be cheaper for the Jurchen pursuers who were very likely to appear, he only took his three companions and walked straight to the lush woods on the south bank.
The temperature in the eastern part of Liaodong is much drier and colder than in the south, so bamboo is rare.
Chopping wood, cutting wood, the machete that came from the weapon book opened by the Jurchens in Shenyang City was quickly curled.
"What a broken knife! It seems that the Jurchen iron-smelting and forging technology is not very good! If you want to talk about this kind of technical work, you still have to look at my descendants of Yan and Huang! Huang Chongzhen was dissatisfied and muttered proudly.
But anyway, the wood used to set the trap is all cut.
For a special soldier who can be a soldier, the job of arranging traps according to the environment is one of many basic skills.
Coupled with Xu Wenchang's careful teaching, the sparring of savage girls, and the full eleven years of practical training.
The trap set by Huang Chongzhen was really several times more clever and ingenious than the twenty Jurchen cavalry and two white-armored soldiers who were about to arrive.
Some of the subtleties are even so wonderful that even the best hunters in the most primitive tribes of the savage Jurchens will be amazed when they see them.
After arranging these, Huang Chongzhen came to the edge of the Hunhe River again and hid in the lush grass and trees.
The snow fell silently, and on his jet-black Han family bun, the shoulders of the well-fitting Hanfu suit were gradually covered with a thin layer of white.
Even the tigers and black bears, who hibernated left and right and entered a hunting state, almost mistook this companion who could walk upright on two legs for the four-legged beast that could quickly gallop in the snowy region - the snow leopard.
Silence is dormant, and movement is hunting.
For a long time, in the snow on the other side of the Hunhe River, the sound of horses' hooves sounded from far and near.
The sturdy bodies of the tiger and the black bear shook slightly, but Huang Chongzhen remained motionless.