On the contrary, it can make the heart full of resentment and pain become calm in that turbulent chaos.

Much later, the Ming Dynasty counterattacked Liaodong with the power of thunder, and the Jurchen Iron Cavalry fought hard, but was defeated again and again.

This place, when the entire Houjin country was in turmoil and the Jurchen people were in panic, became the last quiet and auspicious land.

This is an afterword, so don't spit it out.

Let's say that the last night of August in the sixth year of the Apocalypse is also the last night that Huang Chongzhen, a young envoy, stayed in Shenyang.

Everyone was holding back a breath of anger in their hearts, and no one was in the mood to speak anymore, just silently cleaned up the courtyard, and then quietly lay down in their clothes, waiting for the east to shine.

Only before falling asleep, Huang Chongzhen said the last words of the night, and it was also the last mobilization, because the next time until he returned to Guanning completely, there was no longer such a limit.

"The final moment is coming, and the final battle is about to begin. Raise your spirit, starting tomorrow, until we completely enter the sphere of influence of the Guanning Army, that is, before we really return to the Ming Dynasty, the successive fierce battles will exhaust our last bit of strength. Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, let me ask you, are you afraid? ”

"Don't be afraid." The low answer and resolute expression have already vividly shown the young man's heart to serve the country, even Wu Sangui has never been an exception.

Huang Chongzhen smiled and began to seize the last time to prepare, including sleeping.

In the deep and vigilant sleep, time slipped away bit by bit, and quietly came to the first day of the ninth month of the sixth year of the Han Apocalypse.

Someone shouted inward through the tall courtyard wall: "Envoys, my family Baylor is invited." ”

Huang Chongzhen has always had the habit of training all the teenagers to assemble urgently, so in such a special time, he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

In ancient times, there were chickens dancing, and these teenagers had woken up naturally long before the chickens and dogs barked, got up in an orderly manner, cleaned up, washed simply, and danced a Tai Chi swordsmanship in the wide courtyard.

This is probably the change that Huang Chongzhen brought to this already strong iron army in the late Ming Dynasty.

By the time someone shouted outside, the young men had already been prepared, their uniforms were neat, their weapons were around, they were full of energy, and they had enough water and dry food, just like soldiers about to go on an expedition.

The dry food was prepared by Huang Chongzhen himself during the leisure of these days, including air-dried beef and simply compressed dry dough cakes, which were easy to carry.

After Ah Huang barked wildly, he heard someone outside coughing lightly twice, as if he felt a little familiar, tilted his head and listened for a while, but no longer called, but gently wagged his tail.

Huang Chong really felt something, and opened the heavy vermilion lacquer door with great anticipation.

I saw a forest of torches outside the door, and in the uncertain firelight, a group of pigtailed guards surrounded a young man in brocade clothes, and it was really the kid Zierharang.

The latter saw that the one who opened the door was indeed the Huang Chongzhen who he loved and hated, so he looked at the big yellow dog who came to his feet with a smile, and greeted with a smile: "Hello, Ah Huang Ergou." ”

"Why are you here? When did you come back? Huang Chongzhen had a black line, but he happily greeted him and gave Zilharang a big bear hug.

also punched him lightly in the shoulder, as if he had forgotten his identity as a high-powered Baylor, but instead regarded him as a friend who had been reunited for a long time.

Instead of being displeased, Zilharang laughed and said, "The city I entered before the gate closed yesterday. ”

The two looked each other up and down with their arms up and down, and Zilharang was the first to sigh with emotion: "Seeing that you are safe and sound, this king is relieved." ”

Huang Chongzhen also said: "Yes, Liaoyang is goodbye, the time is still short, but too much has happened, as if it is as long as a century." Seeing Baylor's outstanding demeanor, even more than in the past, I was relieved to be in the future. ”

Instead of delving into how long a century is, Zilharang blushed and said in a low voice: "Your recipe is indeed good, and it has cured the king's stubborn ......

Hi he, this king is saying that this king is a young man, he doesn't know moderation, and he doesn't know how to cut down, and one is not enough to ask for two or three. During this period of self-cultivation, with your prescription to help recuperate, it is indeed calm and solid. ”

Huang Chongzhen said with a smile: "The young man is in the ring, and everything is due to Baylor's own credit." ”

Zilharang hesitated for a moment, then leaned into his ear and said, "Do you remember what this king said to you after being drunk that day?" ”

Chongzhen looked at him in surprise and said, "Wine can be fun, but it can also be chaotic...... Hey, what I mean by that is that we were already drunk at that time, who remembers what we said and what we did, could it be that Baylor still has this amazing ability to remember after drinking? ”

"It's because I don't remember that I asked you what you saw, haha." Zilharang laughed heartily, then stared at him gloomily, and said viciously, "What the hell did you put in the face of this king that night?" Mader, disgusted to death. ”

"Nonsense! How can I put something in your face? It's you, so close to me, all the saliva sprayed on my face, and it took a few days to wipe it off, and the stink stinks to death. ”

"Bold! Do you dislike this king for having bad breath? ”

"What do I hate? As long as your little Fujin doesn't dislike it, that's why I gave you a prescription. Well, it seems that the effect is good, it smells much better, and if you continue to take it for a while, you will be able to get rid of it all.

What did you say? Be louder! Oh, it's hard to have a child! What? A little quieter? Don't! Because it's not your fault and Xiao Fujin, it's that little guy who is naughty, and Guanyin Niangniang still wants to keep him by his side to train him.

One day in the sky, ten thousand years on the ground, to be a good wealth boy for a few more days, not only for the benefit of people, but also for his father and mother and himself. ”

Zilharang wanted to choke Shigejin's neck and rub it hard, but he was reluctant to use Baylor's identity and power to oppress this interesting soul.

The flesh alone doesn't seem to be able to beat him......

Besides, the fifty-second boy behind the vermilion lacquer gate looked like a grinning dog, and he didn't look like he was easy to mess with.

The big yellow dog, who was shaking his head and tail at him just now, opened his mouth at this time, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and the sharp teeth were almost comparable to the wolves in the forest.

The most important thing is that this black and strong young man is so close to him, just as the so-called horseman is angry and blood is splashed in five steps, and his mysterious Tai Chi method can even defeat Dolgon, and beating himself is not like playing?

The big yellow dog is the most wolf-hearted, squatting on the ground, and he really thinks of himself as a tiger?

Zilharang really wanted to question it, just like Xiao Fujin found that he was not very keen on that matter during this time, so he splashed and scolded himself: "Your conscience has been eaten by dogs? ”

But for some reason, Zilharang finally smiled at it flatteringly.

The second dog suddenly shook his huge head happily, and his long tail was also extraordinarily powerful.

Zilharang reached out and stroked its head, and said, "Okay, Ah Huang, it's not in vain that this king has fed you so many flesh and bones. Ah Huang ...... Ah no, Huang Chongzhen, it's not too early, let's talk while walking. Come on, lead the horse. ”

Huang Chongzhen smiled and politely rejected the reins handed over by the braided guards, but helped Zilharang to get on the horse, and said, "How dare you go hand in hand with Heshuo Belle in the future?" Let's go with my comrades-in-arms and measure this great city with your feet again. ”

Zilharang, who stepped on the war horse, pointed at him with his index finger and said, "Sure enough, it's still a share!" ”

It's just that Huang Chongzhen has turned behind him, and a "snap" is upright, and roars: "Lizheng!" March! ”

On the other hand, Zu Dale, who was willing to be Huang Chongzhen's deputy, immediately walked out of the courtyard with two columns.

The neat military uniform, the neat footsteps, and the full spirit of the spirit, even Zilharang, who was accustomed to seeing thousands of troops, were amazed.

The guards he brought were all elites of the clan, and they didn't dare to despise them after seeing them.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.

At just a glance, these Jurchens, who were well versed in the art of military horses and had amazing talents for the military array, could immediately see it.

This small military formation composed of this group of young envoys is not like the previous Ming army array, which is superficial and flashy, but from top to bottom, from small to large, everyone is energetic and integrated.

It is hard to imagine what kind of military appearance it would be to use such a small army formation to form a large array of 10,000 people.

Compared with these teenagers who still seem a little small, the Jurchen Ten Thousand Array, which is composed of bearded men, is even more powerful.

Especially the cavalry array, thousands of horses galloping, it is simply overwhelming, no one is invincible, but it seems to be chaotic, fierce and fierce, but after all, there is a lack of some rules.

Such a warrior fought against the Ming army with an extremely chaotic layout, and naturally there was no disadvantage.

However, if you fight against the well-trained and well-equipped Han and Tang armies, even if it is the Ming army in its heyday, the victory or defeat will be between five and five at most.

Thinking of this, Jierharang couldn't help but fall into deep worry, looking at Huang Chongzhen's gaze, it also became extremely complicated, thinking of Huang Taiji's earnest entrustment before coming, and even fell into deep hesitation.

However, he immediately remembered Dorgon's arrogance, and immediately became angry, and said secretly: "Go to the special, you took the lead in squeezing this king out of the battle for the throne, and turned the eight kings' seizure of power into the seven kings' hegemony."

At the last moment, he still wants this king to wade into this troubled water? It's just unthinkable! This king doesn't care about the scheming and selfish so-called Baylor, those pickled things that are cut and unorganized. ”

As soon as Jierharang's thoughts fell, he had already lightly urged the war horse, and surrounded by the guards of his clan, took Huang Chongzhen and his party to Fuling, the eternal resting place of his uncle of the slave chieftain in the eastern suburbs of Shenyang, and walked slowly.