The grenade exploded almost right in front of Dolgon, and even when he was lying on the ground, Dolgon was so shocked that he vomited blood. The scorching wave of air tossed over the hat, and the roast made the brain as painful as a pinprick.

One of the guards Ward cavalry was violently blown away by the explosion, and he didn't know how many shrapnel he had been hit, and he was bleeding all over his body when he fell to the ground anyway.

It's been exposed, and Dorgon doesn't care anymore. Suppressing a mouthful of blood from his mouth, he rolled over to dodge the bullets that came his way. In the gap between the tumbling eyes, I saw a vague figure, and raised his hand to shoot.

I don't know if it's bad luck or if Daddy Nurhachi is blessed by the spirit of the sky.

The nine-millimeter pistol bullet drilled into the head of the Ward cavalryman, and the helmeted skull was violently opened. The blood in the body spurted out far away under high pressure.

White brains and red blood stained the ground!

Dolgon's performance didn't end there, and as soon as he rolled over, he saw a Ward cavalryman pulling the bolt of his gun five meters away.

Without even thinking about it, Dorgon shot first. The bullet hit the man's helmet, but unfortunately the bullet did not penetrate.

The Ward Cavalry who had been hit fell straight backwards, and although it didn't pierce his helmet, the huge bullet momentum made his head slam back, breaking his neck directly.

Killing two Ward cavalry in a row was a miracle for Dolgon. Just when Dorgon wanted to create another glory with his father under the blessing of the spirit of heaven. A bullet that went into his back accurately.

Bullets squirted straight from the front, wrapped in muscles and shattered internal organs. There was a big movement on the belly, and the intestines flowed out of it at once.

The power in his body disappeared in an instant. His legs went limp, and Dorgon fell to his knees. The intestines flowed outward along the wound and fell to the grass and were covered with grass seeds.

With difficulty, Dorgon raised his pistol and shot himself in the head. It was so fucking painful that Dorgon wanted to end his pain.

But even something as simple as this was difficult for Dolgon to do. After several unsuccessful attempts, Dorgon's strength became less and less, and Dorgon could only lie on the ground covered in leaves, watching the sunlight coming in through the gaps in the branches.

I've heard people say before that when people are about to die, they will feel that the sun is no longer dazzling.

Sure enough, the sunlight that pierced down like a sword was really not very dazzling. I'm going to die? It's good to be dead! If you die, you don't have to run around to avoid pursuit, and if you die, you don't have to have the will of revenge and run for the revival of the Jurchens.

He's dead! It's fucking dead, dead! He's dead! One hundred dead!

It was dark, and the sunlight was blocked. It was a guy in a gorgeous helmet, with a black rifle pointed at Dorgon's face.

Dorgon felt that he didn't dare shoot, his face was still important. At the very least, they were going to use this face to prove that the corpse was called Dorgon.

Dorgon even smiled at the man, mocking the guy for not daring to shoot. It was like a tide of pain just now, but now it doesn't seem to hurt much.

The Ward Guard was stunned for a moment, he didn't seem to understand that this guy was like this, and he could still laugh.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and Dorgon could see it clearly. On the side of his head, blood and brains shot out.

The bullet's powerful inertia almost took half of his face. A few hot drops on Dolgon's face.

The gunshots rang out, and Dorgon tilted his head to see what was going on. But his head was tilted, but his vision became more and more blurred.

The two eyelids seemed to have two lumps of lead falling from them, and no matter how hard he tried to open them, he couldn't open them.

Eventually, the eyelids closed like a floodgate, and the darkness engulfed everything.

Dorgon felt himself groping his way through the darkness, more like he was flying, or rather floating.

There are rosy nebulae in the distance, and there are stars in the canopy. When I looked back, there was a huge blue planet behind me. He could even see that there were clouds drifting on the huge blue planet.

In the distance, he saw his father, Nurha, fluttering in the distance naked in a dragon robe. At Nurhachi's side was Abahai dressed in a moon-white flag.

"Amma! E-niang! Dorgon shouted frantically, as he had done in his dreams countless times.

But Nurhachi and Abahai were still moving along, following their way. Dorgon saw the faces of the men behind him!

Uncle Shulhazy! Big brother Chu Ying! Second brother Daishan! Third brother Abai! Fourth Brother Soup Ancient ......!

Familiar faces, tall and bearded Mang Gurtai. Amin with a pair of eagle eyes, Huang Taiji with a yin owl, Azig with palpitations and cunning, and Duoduo with an immature face.

"Brother! Younger brother! "Dorgon wanted to fly over and grab his brother's hand.

But no matter how much he tried to fly over, he couldn't move.

"Brother! Younger brother! Amma! E-niang! Dorgon struggled in agony, and suddenly a crack seemed to crack in the black canopy. Then a strong light shone on Dolgon's body for a moment, and his eyes were full of light.

"Wake up!" A voice thundered in Dolgon's ears.

Dorgon couldn't understand why there were still people in Heaven who spoke Russian. Could it be that the Russians could also go to the heavenly kingdom of the Jurchens?

The sight in front of me gradually became clear, it was a face with a red beard. The man had green eyes and white skin like a ghost.

Coupled with a red beard on his face, this guy looks more like a ghost.

Got to hell yourself? I'm afraid it's also an unassumable thing, I kill too many people, and going to hell is also the right thing.

"Dolgon! Dolgon! "Someone is shouting their names.

There was a different person in front of me, this time it was a woman. Black hair, but with blue eyes. The skin is so white that you can see the blood vessels underneath the skin!

"Elizabeth! You're going to hell too? He knew the woman in front of him, Elizabeth, Kutuzov's third daughter. Her husband was killed in Sevastopol by a shell from a Ming warship, and she is still a widow.

Widow! is still a beautiful widow, and it is inevitable that there will be a little entanglement between Dolgon, who wants to have a son.

Dolgon didn't expect that even in hell, he would be able to meet his old lover.

"Nonsense, I'm an angel.

It was I who saved you, and you won't be hunted down again. Those guards Ward's cavalry were all eliminated. And your brother Zilharan also survived, but with one leg missing. ”

Elizabeth didn't care that Dorgon had just woken up from a coma, and told him the bad news.

"I'm not dead?" Dorgon couldn't believe it was true, and he could see his intestines fall to the ground, covered with fallen pine branches from the trees.

"You didn't die, you have to thank Sergin Doctor Serkin, and the medicine you got from Daming. If it weren't for those medicines, Serkin would not have been able to save you, and naturally his brother would not have been able to save you. ”

Elizabeth looked at the red-bearded guy just now, and it was estimated that it was Serkin Doctor.

It was only then that Dorgon felt his body shake. It was obvious that it was a moving carriage, but it didn't seem to be moving very fast.

"Where are you taking me?" Dolgon's voice was soft, and he looked unusually weak.

"Didn't you set it up in Riga? Then send you to Riga, Father has arranged everything and your people will not be purged. Rest assured! ”

"That's because the Ming people only asked for the heads of me and Zilharang by name, and if they wanted their heads, Empress Catherine would definitely offer them with both hands.

In order to avoid war, even if she was asked to sleep with the generalissimo of the Ming Dynasty, it would be no problem. "Obviously, it was Dolgon's brain that first recovered.

"At this time, I am still poor, so let's think about how I want to live in the future. Da Ming is all over the world wanted, and European governments are now looking at Da Ming's face to live.

You can't stay in Europe anymore, what do you want to do? Going to South America? It was the territory of the Portuguese and the Spaniards, and if they caught you, you would also be given to the Ming as well. Now Portugal and Spain, when they see the Ming Dynasty, they only have to wag their tails.

Going to North American territory? The United States is now another dog of Li Xiao, the guy named Washington, who was the British who were defeated with the support of Li Xiao, and thus became independent.

For the rest, you can only go to Africa, as if the known place, that is the place where the Ming people have not set foot much. Elizabeth never knew how to euphemize the difficulties that arose.

"Let's go to the North American territory, I arranged for someone to go there beforehand. The atmosphere there is very free, and there are many Ming merchants. We can disguise ourselves as Ming merchants and settle there.

Rest assured!

After all this experience, I don't want to toss anymore. It is true that the blood of the Jurchens will be passed on to Zilharang honestly, maybe God let our brother escape, that is, he believes that the blood of the Jurchens will not be cut off.

I will marry a few women and try to have children. Elizabeth, will you give me a baby? Dorgon tried to pull Elizabeth's hand, but he couldn't lift his arm, so he could only make eye contact.

Elizabeth's fair face flushed with a flush, and she scraped Dorgon's face playfully: "Then it depends on how hard you work." ”

The carriage didn't know how long it had been traveling, but Dorgon finally heard a noise outside. Following Dolgon's instructions, the carriage drove underneath a building near the harbor.

Elizabeth took Dolgon's jade pendant and walked into the building. She was greeted by a very strong Russian woman, really strong. The waist circumference is on par with a bear, and compared with Elizabeth, one can top three.

"I'm looking for Mr. Tong!" Elizabeth looked at the woman and said. Rushing all the way, Riga should not have known the order given by Her Majesty.

"Do you have an appointment?" The stout woman also looked at Elizabeth.

"No, but as long as you tell him that the Fourteenth Master is here, he will meet me."

After looking at Elizabeth again, the woman turned and walked upstairs on her legs as thick as elephants.

After a while, an Oriental man with a mustache and a felt hat walked down the stairs.

"Who are you?" Seeing Elizabeth, this person was obviously stunned.

"Mr. Tong?"

"It's me!"

Receiving an affirmative reply, Elizabeth didn't say much, and raised the jade pendant in her hand.

Mr. Tong's eyes lit up suddenly, and he took the jade pendant with both hands and looked at it carefully for a while before holding it to Elizabeth with both hands.

"What do you command?" Mr. Tong, who was proud just now, is now like a good puppy, and he almost wags his tail.

"Dorgon was outside in the carriage, and both he and Zilharan were badly wounded. Is there a more subtle way to let them in. There's too much eyeliner here, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate to bring it in like this. ”

"Good! There is a side door to enter, if you are not at ease, you can detour to the inside of the port, and the back door leads directly to the harbor. Mr. Tong was taken aback when he heard that Dolgon was injured.

Mr. Tong followed Elizabeth out and led the carriage into the side door. When he saw Dolgon, whose face was like gold paper, being lifted out of the carriage, he immediately pounced.

"Fourteenth Master, what's wrong with you. The slave is the third child of the Tong family, open your eyes and take a look. ”

"Tong Laosan! If you fucking let it go, if you shake it like this, you'll be shaken to death. Dolgon's voice was weak, and his voice was as low as a mosquito's chirping.

Tong Laosan immediately withdrew his hand and personally carried the stretcher upstairs with Dr. Serkin. Soon, two men came down and carried Zilharan up as well.

"My lord! Aren't you nice in Moscow? What's going on here? How did you get so badly hurt! Tong Laosan's tone of voice was already crying.

"It's okay! Do you still have the medicine you got from Daming? ”

"Yes! Yes! They were all transferred from France, and they were called penicillin. I heard that this thing specializes in treating traumatic redness and swelling, and there are some in the French army, and we spend a high price. ”

"Huh! Now, it's up to you to save your master's life. Prepare the boat and head out to Helsinki tonight. Go ahead and prepare, bring plenty of softness, and bring all the penicillin. After saying this, Dorgon closed his eyes again, and now his physical strength was very, very poor.

"Master! The sea is bumpy, your body is ......! Isn't it going to be raised for a few more days, and then let's go to sea. ”

"Idiot, don't leave tonight. Tomorrow, when Her Majesty's emissary arrives, none of us will think about leaving. Do what I say! When we arrive in Helsinki, we are safe for the time being. ”

"Huh!" Tong Laosan answered and hurriedly went out to look for the ship. If you want to avoid turbulence at sea, you have to find a larger ship.