"How daring!"

"Presumptuous!"

As soon as these words came out, the Dazheng Hall immediately exploded with a "buzz", and they shouted and scolded Huang Chongzhen loudly.

There are even armorers outside the hall who subconsciously unsheath their weapons, and when any Baylor in the hall gives an order, they rush into the hall to get people.

There was only one person, Ben hid in the corner and watched coldly.

Hearing this, his eyes lit up, his eyes flowed, and he looked at Huang Chongzhen carefully.

He felt that this kid was a little familiar, but he had no memory of it, so he couldn't remember when and where he had seen it.

In fact, Huang Chongzhen's resolute national face, looking at the whole of China, there are not 10,000 but 8,000, but he looks a little more handsome.

In addition, in the past six months or so, this kid has grown a lot taller and stronger, just like his tiger and bear brothers.

was also tanned a little by the seaside sunshine of the Liaoning West Corridor, which was very different from the time I first entered Shenyang, both in temperament and appearance.

In addition, that time, he was wearing Haiyesi's glittering Jurchen uniform.

And this time, it was just a rough linen military uniform.

Ren Fan Wencheng's imagination is monstrous, and it is nothing more than the previous Huang Chongzhen who pretended to be Hai Yexi, which is linked.

Huang Chongzhen's senses were so keen, he immediately glanced back with some feeling.

I saw a pale green Hanfu shirt, which was so conspicuous in this crowd full of Jurchen costumes, so I couldn't help but take a few more looks, and when I saw that it was a good-looking woman, I gently bowed my head incomprehensibly.

In this instant, Ah Shan had already raised his hand to stop the noise in the hall, and said: "The ancients Zeng Yun, whether a soldier is brave or not, you only need to look at the scars on his body to know, Wu Nage ......."

Ah Shan snapped his fingers as he spoke, and an unusually burly Jurchen general had already crossed the crowd, stroked his chest and said, "The last general is here, does Big Belle have any orders?" ”

"Vunag?" Huang Chongzhen only felt that this name was familiar, and after a little thought, he had found the answer from his rich historical knowledge, and the corners of his mouth hooked a faint arc, and he looked him up and down.

This Jurchen warrior is indeed very strong, wearing the original costume of the Jurchen tribe when it was still in the fishing and hunting period, which sets off his limb muscles and strong body even more obviously.

This style of dress, I don't know if it has always been like this, or it is deliberately done to welcome their line, anyway, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a big bear that has just been caught from the white mountains and black waters.

"That chest-beating look looks like my brother Big Bear." Huang Chongzhen suddenly missed his brother a little.

Ah Shan instructed Wu Nag: "Show the wounds you have suffered to the envoy of the Ming Kingdom." ”

Wu Neg said "chirp", then beat his thick chest vigorously, roared angrily, and suddenly took off his shirt, violently like a beast picking up the clothes of a little girl, and did not know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Those Jurchen noblewomen who had gradually learned etiquette only felt a burst of nausea in their eyes.

Wu Nag pointed to a hideous scar on his abdomen and said, "Here, I was scratched when I was fighting with a big insect in the white mountains and black waters in the early years. Good guy, I almost didn't pull out Lao Tzu's intestines. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and showed the hideous scars on his back.

He himself introduced: "Here, when I was hunting with the Great Khan in the past, a big black bear suddenly rushed out, and I saw that it was about to hurt the Great Khan, so I rushed up and knocked the Great Khan down, but I was slapped on the face."

Good fellow, it was a blur of flesh and blood! Even the Great Khan praised me for being not only loyal and brave, but also extremely strong, comparable to a black bear!

It was from that time that the Great Khan took me with him, fought everywhere, attacked countless cities, and was injured more and more times, and my scars and exploits were also stacked more and more, until ......"

When Woonag said this, he almost couldn't hold his mouth and his mood became depressed.

"Until Juehua is defeated!" Huang Chongzhen secretly completed the supplement for him, gave a thumbs up in admiration on the surface, and praised, "I also think you are comparable to a big black bear!" ”

The fierce Jurchen generals listened leisurely and fascinated, and seemed to have returned to the original era when there were battles every day. Ah Shan and Huang Taiji and other relatively civilized Jurchens can hear a black line.

This dark-skinned little guy with a Chinese character face is mocking the Jurchen generals for being as barbaric as bears, but hating these stupid guys not only have no self-awareness, but also are complacent.

"If I am Khan, I will definitely improve this situation and impress the Ming Kingdom." Huang Taiji swore secretly.

Fortunately, Wu Neg changed his words and began to introduce the next scar: "This is when they were in the conquest of Yehebu, they were whipped with a mace by their first warrior. Good guy, I almost didn't break Lao Tzu's shoulder.

And here and here, here, hey, these are just small injuries, I forget when I was injured, anyway, none of them were brought by the Ming people.

Oh, not really. Here, it was in Salhu who was injured by the archers of the Ming army, see? Here it is. It's like being bitten by a mosquito, and after many years, the scars have faded, and they are almost impossible to find.

There is also a place on the arm, which is under the city of Liaoyang, and was rubbed by the thunderbolt cannon at the head of the city, which looked very scary at the time, and the meat was almost cooked, but that's it, the gold sore medicine was useless, and it was fine in a few days. ”

After speaking, Wu Nag looked at Huang Chongzhen provocatively and proudly.

Huang Chongzhen smiled, smiled very proudly, and snapped his fingers like Ah Shan, and said, "Little San'er." ”

Wu Sangui's heart actually rejected this nickname, especially when he learned the meaning of this word, but there was no way, Huang Chongzhen's other name for him was actually - Xiao Guizi.

Compared with his father-in-law who entered the palace to serve the royal family, he felt that it was more cost-effective to be a real man who intervened in other people's love, so he could only reluctantly accept it.

Of course, only this person who has taken the cluster of arrows for himself can call him that.

If it was Zhou Ji, even if it was Yuan Qi, he would rush up and reason with his fists.

Especially at the moment when the current situation of honor and disgrace is a matter of honor and disgrace for such a great enemy, we must not hesitate in the slightest, and we must sincerely unite and unite with the outside world.

So, Wu Sangui immediately willingly ripped off the military uniform on his upper body, tied it around his waist, and showed the unique muscle lines of the young man and several scars in front of everyone.

These scars are different from those on Wuneg's body, they don't look hideous at all, but you can see the depth and danger in them at a glance.

It's all arrow wounds! There are a few places that are still in the chest, very close to the heart and lungs!

These injuries were all dealt with by Huang Chongzhen, so he pointed to them and introduced them in a rare manner: "Let's take a look at this place first, it is the masterpiece of your white-armored cavalry, it is really a bull petal."

The style of that arrow, straight up the city wall, through the leather armor, an arrow into the chest, deep into the flesh, wounding the muscles and bones, only slightly injured the lobes of the lungs. Our medic takes arrows through the law, good fellow, that's a danger.

When it was, the flesh was blurred, and the blood was like an infusion. No matter how strong a teenager is, he can't bear it, and even if he doesn't die, his vitality will be greatly damaged. It was a loss that Xiao San'er's life was as hard as Xiaoqiang, and he actually carried it.

I saw with my own eyes that a Guanning warrior survived your arrows, only to be brutally pulled out by his companions, and blood gushed to death.

Good guy, the scene at that time was terrible, the blood soared so high that the roof was dyed red.

I, Guan Ning, only found out after taking it out, where is the arrow cluster, it is simply the minions of the god of death. Good fellows, how did you make such a vicious cluster of arrows?

The heroes of Guan Ning who died under these arrows, if not a thousand, but also eight hundred! What a good guy! (Dog's Day)

Let's look at this place again, although it is not as dangerous as the one just now, but just because the arrow clusters are different, if it is still the kind used by the white-armored cavalry, it will be a little more dangerous, it is really a good guy.

As for here and here, as General Wu said, they are all innocuous small injuries, not enough to worry about, so I will not introduce them.

However, these injuries are all due to the archers of the nobles, and all of them are on the front without exception, but they are different from you, General Wu, and you are really a good fellow. ”

Huang Chongzhen learned the tone of Wu Nag to speak, and his simple appearance caused a large group of Jurchen nobles to eat and laugh, especially those noble ladies who were qualified to rank in the main hall.

After all, everyone likes the handsome little brother, although the second child in this shop has a dark face, his facial features are very good, and the lines of his face are also very resolute, without the slightest weakness, and the darkness makes him look more resolute.

In particular, the nose is very large and straight, and it is said that a man's nose symbolizes that place, and the bigger and stiffer it is, it also means that the place is bigger, harder and straighter......

As for the little brother who took off his coat, although he looked dull because of his restraint, he was also quite handsome.

Although Wu Nege himself was a little annoyed, he was deeply shocked by the scars on Wu Sangui's body, and even ignored Huang Chongzhen's thumbs up.

Wu Sangui looked a little shy like a young man, especially when he was stared at by a group of Jurchen nobles, and when he saw that Huang Chongzhen finished explaining, he meticulously put on his military uniform back.

The scene was embarrassing for a while.

Huang Taiji interjected at the right time: "Your name is Huang Xiaoer? ”

Chongzhen arched his hand helplessly: "It's exactly under it." ”

"The post of governor of Liaodong of the Ming Dynasty has been shelved for many years, and it is unthinkable that it is only a small victory under the city of Ningyuan, and it will be reset again, which shows that the dignified Ming's desire for victory has been ridiculously low.

A small-scale defeat like Ning Yuan alone is not worth mentioning at all in my Dajin's eyes, and it is not too much to say that it is even unscathed, but it was boasted by your Daming as the so-called 'Ning Yuan's great victory', which is really ridiculous. ”

The corners of Huang Taiji's mouth were slightly raised in a tone with a hint of ridicule, which was completely incomprehensible to Amin Dolgon, and softly, it was very lethal.

"You ......" Wu Sangui and the others heard this, although they were angry, they didn't know how to refute it.

However, Huang Chongzhen shook his head lightly, smiled lightly, and resisted Huang Taiji's sharp words with silent resistance.

If you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach thousands of miles, and if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become rivers and seas.

If you can't even win a small victory, how can you talk about a big victory?

Moreover, the so-called small victory in Huang Taiji's mouth, even if it is supported by vague official history, it is only a one-sided statement of the Houjin, if it is really as he said, the Houjin side only lost hundreds of people in the battle of Ningyuan.

So, the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses of the Jin Great Khan, who commanded Wu Yangyang, came violently, and when they did not achieve the slightest success, they would be willing to retreat in disgrace? In the name of "not a defeat, only this defeat"?

Therefore, Huang Chongzhen's personal experience confirmed his inference before going to Guanning in Liaodong.

——The injury of the slave chief and the wounding of the army were the main reasons why Houjin finally gave up attacking the main city of Ningyuan, and instead took advantage of the frozen sea to raid Juehua, slaughtering the soldiers and civilians on the island, to vent the shame and anger caused by the taste of defeat, and finally unwilling to retreat.

Huang Chongzhen's silent counterattack made Huang Taiji's sharp words like a hard punch on the cotton wool, softly and with nowhere to focus, it was very boring and even more uncomfortable.

But its dignified Baylor dignity is not good to take advantage of this, otherwise wouldn't it seem too small?

So, he had to grit his teeth and eat this secret loss, and took the initiative to change the topic: "The one who shouted in the Taiping Courtyard yesterday is you, right?" ”

"Exactly down there." Huang Chongzhen scratched his head, quite embarrassed.

"Ten sheep, five cows, have you finished eating?"

"I had another full meal this morning, and there was no blood left. It's that the second master has never served wine, but fortunately, I brought my own. ”

"Good guy, General Wu is brave and invincible, and you deserve to be a young hero."

"The eighth master praises absurdly."

"Come, give wine."

Immediately, a guard brought the wine tray, Huang Taiji personally grabbed the wine jug, poured five glasses without spilling wine, put down the wine jug, and made a gesture of invitation to Huang Chongzhen.

"Thank you, Eighth Master."

Huang Chongzhen casually hugged his fists at him, raised a glass and drank it all without the slightest hesitation.

When Zu Dale and others saw this, they also learned the same.

Seeing that the five wine glasses returned to the wine plate empty, Huang Taiji nodded appreciatively, and then said teasingly: "Aren't you afraid that this king will poison Er and other pawns?" ”

"That is to underestimate the eighth master, as the eighth master said, how can we be worthy of the eighth master to use such indiscriminate means to personally start." Huang Chongzhen laughed and said, "But the eighth master's cup of burning knife wine is really not good, it's better for me to bring my own." ”

"Oh? Why don't you bring it up and try it? Huang Taiji is indeed a very deep enemy of the city, and after listening to Huang Chongzhen's mocking words, he didn't have any sorrow or joy, but just said with interest.

And the Mang Gutai, who only stared at him coldly, heard that there was good wine, his eyes lit up, and he was eager to try it.

Huang Taiji keenly felt this change, his face was silent, but secretly he snorted coldly.