"What are you going to do?"

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Wuzong Zhu Houzhao, who suddenly blocked everyone's view, and couldn't help frowning.

Although he didn't do much as the emperor, this Zhu Houzhao was his son after all, even if it was from another time and space.

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao chose to stand up at this node, which is equivalent to suddenly blocking the front of the screen sideways when the movie is put to the most exciting part.

It's not fully covered, but it's also annoying.

Generally speaking, this kind of person will be pressed into a corner and beaten violently in class.

"Sit back in place!"

Zhu Youzhu snorted.

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao is otherwise, he doesn't care about Zhu Youzhu at all, not to mention that in his time and space, Zhu Youzhu has no bones left, even if it is Hongzhi Zhu Houzhao, who holds the power of the great grandfather's special approval to supervise the country, he doesn't take Emperor Hongzhi seriously now.

Since ancient times, whoever has the power is the father.

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao smiled mysteriously, opened the sandalwood box in his hand, and a human head that had begun to decay appeared inside.

After all, this thing was transported from Jianzhou to Jingshi, even if it was an eight-hundred-mile expedited, it would take two or three days.

The corners of Ji Bo's eyes twitched.

He had never seen a dead person so close, especially when the head was separated and he was about to vomit.

A modern person with a non-medical background and mental health probably can't stand this kind of impact.

The stomach is turning over the river and the sea, and his expression is calm as usual, but he is an immortal master, and this force cannot be broken.

Most of the princes of heaven in various time and space also have constricted pupils, such as Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, Jiajing Immortal, Longqing Little Bee, Lao Wanli, they all live in the deep palace for a long time, and what they breathe every day is women's incense or sandalwood incense, where have they smelled such bloody gas.

Vomit.

Lao Wanli vomited directly.

"This is the head of the ancestor of Nurhachi, and I specially cut it off and dedicated it to the great grandfather! Congratulations to Grandpa Tai on his victory and the future generations! ”

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao didn't care at all, and let out a series of sycophants.

The little brother understands that if you want to mix here, you must first shoot two people, one is the immortal master, and the other is Lao Zhu, he can't shoot the fairy master's sycophant, he can only shoot the grandfather.

Lao Zhu frowned.

He didn't feel uncomfortable with the head, or even the rotten stench.

After all, Lao Zhu rolled out of the battlefield back then, and he hadn't seen anything in his early years, and a human head was nothing.

He just thinks that this kid has a problem with the cerebellum, why did he suddenly take out a human head and dedicate it to himself at this time, it is simply too abrupt, where is this sycophant, this is a horse's hooves.

Congratulate? Congratulations!

However, it is the heart of the children and grandchildren of future generations.

"Well, that's good, you sit back first."

Lao Zhu's words perfunctory Wuzong Zhu Houzhao.

"Howler!"

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao saw Lao Zhu nodding, and returned to his seat with his head in his hand.

As everyone knows.

Lao Zhu's short sentence of recognition was deeply imprinted into the heart of the Son of Heaven in every time and space.

Next, the ancestors of Nurhachi in every time and space are about to usher in an extinction-style massacre, and it is estimated that even the cattle and sheep raised at home will not be spared, and all of them will be slaughtered.

"Don't get distracted in class."

Ji Boying glanced at Wuzong Zhu Houzhao and said a word.

This battle in Wanli time and space, in Ji Boying's definition, is also a lesson to the princes of heaven and space.

Hearing this, all the princes of heaven regathered their spirits one after another, and focused their eyes on this projection of the Middle Route Army.

"Come, tea."

Ji Boying raised his hand a little, and on the table in Lao Zhu's hand, there was also a cup of 880,000 catties of old class chapters.

Tea tasting will not be tasted, the main thing is expensive.

…………………………

In the snowy wilderness between Gule Village and Maerdun Village, the sound of killing cries shook the sky.

Chang Yuchun's three thousand Liaodong iron cavalry is like a sword, piercing back and forth, this mobile tactics, this piercing force and impact force, directly crippled the Jurchen cavalry.

"Father Khan goes first, son comes and breaks!"

Dai Shan's eyes seemed to have a determination to die, and he knew very well in his heart that judging from the current battle situation, the ending after choosing to stay and break off was basically a capital death.

The old slave took a deep look at his favorite successor, the oldest second son (Chu Ying, the eldest son of Nurhachi, who had been slaughtered by Nurhachi).

"Come back alive, Ben Khan will give you the throne of Khan!"

Nurhachi patted Daishan on the shoulder, apparently making the final choice.

Run.

By the way, I drew a cake.

This is similar to the Yan King back then.

Nurhachi took a deep breath, then turned his horse's head, and the Eight Banners Protector around Nurhachi suddenly changed their formation, in the shape of a sharp knife, escorting Nurhachi to break through and rush in the direction of Maerdunzhai.

At the same time, Dai Shanle turned the horse's head.

"Zhenghong is obeying orders!"

The voice fell.

Some of the Jin cavalry dressed in red armor and hovering around Dai Shan all gathered quickly.

"Cover the Khan's retreat with me!"

Dai Shan's eyes were bloodshot, and he faced the red lightning like the god of war.

Although Dad drew himself a cake that was unlikely to be eaten, Dai Shan still chose to eat it.

What if? What about 10,000?!

Closing his eyes slightly, the post-Kim Da Belle Daishan began to adjust his breathing rate.

When the seventh deep breath ended, Dai Shan suddenly opened his eyes, slammed the horse's belly, stepped off the war horse and suddenly let out a long neigh, and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

"Lao Tzu fights!"

Dai Shan roared, the green muscles burst out, and behind him, hundreds of red flag cavalry waved their swords and followed.

And Nurhachi, who was frantically whipping the horse's buttocks, turned his eyes to look at the good place of the dynasty from time to time.

In his gaze, his most important son, the head of the four major Baylors, was leading the most elite Red Banner cavalry except for the Eight Banners Protectors, and greeted the red lightning.

When, the moment of touch.

Dai Shan's vote is like a piece of paper, and it was instantly pierced by the iron horse who often meets spring.

The hand-to-hand battle and the neighing of the war horses.

From the beginning to the end, before and after no tea work, the head of Daishan Da Baylor's wide-eyed eyes was already rolling in the snow.

Fortunately, I was full of flatbread and went on the road, and I was a full ghost, and I didn't lose anything.

About half an hour later, the battle was coming to an end.

The originally white snow frontier was already completely dyed red at this time, and the hot blood melted the ice and flowed into a trickling river of blood in the vertical and horizontal ravines, which was shocking.

Chang Yuchun rode a red horse, his eyes scanned the entire battlefield sharply, and he had several knife wounds on his left arm and chest, all of which were simply bandaged and didn't care at all.

For Chang 100,000, injuries are commonplace.

In this battle, Chang Yuchun defeated Nurhachi's eight banners and 17,000 horsemen with 3,000 iron horses, which can be described as a complete victory, and directly crippled Nurhachi's main force.

However, it is obvious that Chang Shiwan is not very happy with this result.

Because the fish he cares about the most, the biggest one, is leaking.

"Sister-in-law."

After Lan Yu cleared the battlefield, he rode his horse and stayed in front of Chang Yuchun to report.

"Our army suffered a total of 372 casualties, 67 seriously wounded, and 725 lightly wounded, and the overall combat strength was not damaged."

The Middle Route Army, a Liaodong iron cavalry, totaled more than 3,000 people.

After the first battle, one tenth was killed.

One of the most alarming statistics is the ratio between the number of killed and the number of seriously wounded.

Generally speaking, after a fierce battle, the number of minor wounded is greater than the number of serious wounded, and the number of seriously wounded is much greater than the number of killed.

Unless, there is a situation.

That is, the soldiers are not afraid of death, as long as the body can still move, they will still fight with a knife and blood until they die in battle.

In such cases, the number of casualties would far outweigh the number of serious injuries.

"Our army is loyal and brave."

Chang Yuchun praised it.

Then.

Lan Yu said again.

"In this battle, our army killed more than 3,000 ranks, captured more than 6,000 people, and more than 200 Jurchen princes and nobles."

Cutting three thousand, on average, is equivalent to this Liaodong iron horse, one person cut off a Jurchen money rat braid.

As for the remaining more than 6,000 cavalry of the Jin army, most of them were the Eight Banners escort who escorted Nurhachi to break through and rush out, and the thousands of cavalry were routs who fled in all directions.

After this battle, although Nurhachi broke through and ran away, the main force of the Jin army was basically wiped out, and there was no more strength to fight.

"Sister-in-law, what should we do with these captives?"

Lan Yu subconsciously asked.

Then he paused, and felt as if he had asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.

"Chop."

Chang Yuchun didn't even look at Lan Yu, and said lightly.

It seems that in Chang 100,000's eyes, this is not more than 6,000 captives at all, but more like 6,000 chickens.

"Yes!"

Sapphire nodded.

Killing prisoners, for Chang Yuchun, routine operations, commonplace.

"Sister-in-law, according to the calculation of time, the remaining part of the infantry of the Jin army should be here."

"According to His Majesty's deployment, our army will then work with the Western Route Army and the Northern Route Army to encircle and flank the remaining part of the Jurchen infantry in front and rear."

Chang Yuchun nodded slightly.

"Command the whole army, after killing the prisoners, prepare to break the enemy."

Before and after, it was only about a cup of tea, and each person cut off two heads, and waited until Lan Yu led people to kill these thousands of rattail pigtails.

I saw that in this snowy place, facing the vibrant morning sun, a large number of people appeared, and everyone's face was full of exhaustion.

The man at the head had just reined in his horse, and as soon as he saw this vision, his pupils shrank sharply.

A strong bloody breath came with the wind and rushed straight to the snort.

Huang Taiji looked at the bloody river in front of him in disbelief, and at a glance, there were headless corpses gurgling blood all over the ground.

And the cavalry that came into view, with three braided heads on horseback per capita.

After all, the head can be used to earn military merit.

After receiving the order from Nurhachi, Huang Taiji forcibly withdrew from the battlefield with his remnants, and halfway to Gule Village, where he happened to meet the main infantry that was retreating, so he joined forces and struggled to catch up with the pace of his father Nurhachi.

I thought that my father should easily take down the small group of cavalry, but I didn't expect to see such a scene in the end.

His gaze was attracted by the most striking red horse.

Happened.

Chang Yuchun's eyes also looked over.

The playful look seemed to say, "Oh, there's another little Karami."

………………………………

Hongwu time and space, drunken immortal building.

The faces of the melon-eating heavens are full of relaxation at the moment.

"This Nurhachi made a fatal mistake, daring to despise the king of Kaiping, only to meet the cavalry under his command, and in order to quickly return to Hetuala, the main army line was stretched to such an extent that the head and tail could not be cared for, and the infantry could not respond."

"This kind of march is really a taboo for soldiers."

But one thing to say, Nurhachi is really not a light enemy.

After all, he has a cavalry force that is five times better than the other party, and it can only be said that Chang 100,000 is too fierce.

"The big orange has been decided."

Old Zhu Di smiled.

If it is said that when Nurhachi retreated to Gulzhai before, the final victory or defeat was still unpredictable.

Now, the success or failure of this battle is completely clear.

Nurhachi's main army was almost completely annihilated, even with the remaining 30,000 infantry of Huang Taiji's remnants, under the front and rear attacks of the two armies of the West Road (Wang Yangming) and the North Road (Zhu Qizhen), as well as the Middle Route Army (Chang Yuchun).

There is a nine-in-a-nine probability that there will only be such an ending as complete destruction in the end.

"The victory in this battle depends on the great strategy of my father!"

"The power of Ming Taizu, in the snap of a finger, Jiannu is wiped out!"

Zhu Laosi spoke in a loud voice, as if he would not miss any opportunity to pat himself on the back.

"Taizu is mighty!"

"Taizu is mighty!"

“…………”

Listening to the rounds of sycophants of his children and grandchildren, Lao Zhu is obviously very useful.

"Brother, the next battle can be skipped."

Lao Zhu looked at Ji Boying and said with a smile.

Apparently.

He already knew that the Immortal Master possessed a powerful immortal technique that accelerated the flow of time and space.

Jiajing Immortal and the young man Zhu Houxi both looked at the immortal master on the podium with blazing eyes, and made up their minds that the red pot magic weapon could be noted, but this kind of time-stirring immortal art must be learned.

"Hmm."

Ji Boying nodded slightly, and drank the 880,000 catties of old banzhang in the cup.

Next, dial the timeline of Wanli time and space.

This time, it was three hours straight.

The projection screen of the Fifth Route Army changed in an instant.

"Hetuala, taken down!"

The excited cheers shouted from the mouth of Wuzong Zhu Houzhao.

Really.

Ji Boying looked at the projection screen of the Eastern Route Army, Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou were already standing at the head of Hetuala, overlooking the scenery under the city.

And under the city of Hetuala, Nurhachi was disgraced and angry.

………………………………

Wanli time and space.

It's noon.

Later Jin State Capital, under the city of Hetuala.

Nurhachi looked at the Ming banner planted on the city tower, and the whole person was on the verge of collapse.

He desperately rushed back, but his hometown was still copied.

Hetuara is a mountain city, absolutely easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Although most of the troops of the Eight Banners were taken to the front line by Du Nurhachi, there were still nearly 10,000 banner soldiers in this city, how could it be broken in just a few hours.

The old slave couldn't figure out what kind of Ming army general could do it to this extent.

"Who the hell are you?!"

There was a moment of silence.

Nurhachi looked at the two men on the tower and asked.

A few years ago, the old slave continued to collect all the information of the generals of the Ming army and above through the meticulous work raised in the Ming court.

Including the portraits of these people, they are updated twice a year in spring and autumn, and even the pockmarks on their faces are so fine that they are familiar with them.

However, at this moment, he was sure that he had never seen these two in the portraits of the generals of the Ming army.

"Qi Jiguang."

A flat voice came out of Qi Taibao's mouth.

‘？？？ ’

The words reached his ears, and Nurhachi was stunned.

Qi Jiguang?

You're kidding me!

As Nurhachi, who was born in the Jiajing period, what he heard from his ears since he was a child is the courage and strength of the Qi family's army, and naturally he understands the weight of Qi Jiguang's three words.

"Yu Dayou."

Yu Dayou, who is honest, also reported his name.

Yu Long Qi Hu!

The old slave's brain was buzzing.

How could I let these two bigwigs raid the house.

Don't wait for Nurhachi to come back to his senses from this stunned.

There was a uniform sound of footsteps, coming from behind Nurhachi.

Subconsciously turned around and looked.

I saw a row of muskets, already aimed at Nurhachi's thousands of Eight Banner Protectors.

At the same time, two white horses leaped out of the army.

"I am Zhu Di, the king of Ming Yan, waiting for Jiannu, don't be caught soon!"

"I am the son of King Yan of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Gaoyang County!"

These two voices resounded in front of the mountain city of Hetuala.

‘？？？ ’

‘？？？？？？ ’

Nurhachi turned the horse's head and looked at Xiao Zhu Si and Jianwen Zhu Gaoxu, his face full of question marks.

At this moment, he has a feeling that these Ming soldiers are making fun of themselves as fools.

Of course, there is another possibility.

That's if you didn't wake up!

It must have been a dream!

Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou can barely be understood as old immortal corpses!

But Zhu Di, the king of Yan in the early years of the Ming Dynasty, after two hundred years, how could he still be alive in this era and still appear in Hetuala? !

Besides, why do your two fathers and sons look about the same age, is it possible that you Zhu Di is a god who develops in the womb? Can I marry my daughter-in-law the next day when my mother comes out of my belly? Gave birth to a cub on the third day?!

"Who is the one who defeated Ben Khan?"

Nurhachi's voice was extremely low.

At this moment, another horse came out of the camp.

"I'm the British Gong Zhang Fu of the Ming Dynasty."

It's numb.

Nurhachi was immune to Zhang Fu's words, and he couldn't tell whether these people were deceiving him or humiliating him.

"Who is it?!"

"Who is it on the banks of the Hunhe River that is winning Ben Khan!"

"Who is the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry that defeated Ben Khan head-on in the snowy wilderness!"

At this moment, the old slave's eyes were red, and the roar echoed in this mountainous area.

"Since you're sincerely asking rhetorically."

Xiao Zhu Si grinned.

"Then I will tell you with great mercy."

Jianwen Zhu Gaoxu answered, perfectly holding up the burden of the little father, it seems that these two "father and son" who are not much different in age have formed a strong brotherhood after getting along for half a month.

"On the banks of the Hunhe River, it was Wang Yangming and Li Rusong who defeated you."

'Mind Sage Wang Yangming?! ’

Although Nurhachi was born in braids, the degree of sinicization of the Jianzhou Jurchen is relatively high, and the aristocratic background of the old slave is not low.

As the so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent and winning all battles, the old slave read through the two hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, and naturally knew the existence of Wang Yangming.

"And the one who defeated you head-on is the first fierce general of my Ming Dynasty, the king of Kaiping, who often meets spring."

Bang...!

Nurhachi's heart trembled.

'Spring! ’

'It turned out to be Chang Yuchun!' ’

Thinking of that red lightning, Nurhachi was now in a state of uncertainty.

'Why...! ’

'Why are these dead people targeting Ben Khan!' ’

Then.

Nurhachi made a move that made everyone confused.

'Smack'.

A slap on the left side of his face.

Then, laughing maniacally.

Then another slap was slapped, slapped on the right side of his face, and the laughter became even more crazy.

The more this ear scraper is fanned, the harder it gets, and the faster it fans.

"Wake up! Wake up!! ”

"Dreams! Ben Khan must be dreaming! Ben Khan didn't lose! Ben Khan was not defeated! ”

Mang Gurtai and the few other remaining Baylors beside Nurhachi, as well as the five ministers who accompanied the army, all looked confused, and the Eight Banners Protector was even more panicked.

Nurhachi did such a show, they really didn't expect it.

In fact, this really can't be blamed on Nurhachi's psychological endurance.

Just imagine, if you were replaced, what should have been a winning game, but you were defeated by a bunch of dead people crawling out of the grave, what kind of collapse would you have in your heart.

Xiao Zhu Si and Jianwen Zhu Gaoxu knew each other at a glance, and knew that Nurhachi's Eight Banners Protector Army was in turmoil, and the fighter plane had arrived.

Now you can take the last living force of this Jiannu in one fell swoop, and capture this Nurhachi alive.

Xiao Zhu Si stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Gaoxu's shoulder.

"Gao Xu, the first merit of this battle, little father, I won't compete with you."

"Go, thou shalt be encouraged."

Zhu Gaoxu was stunned when he heard this, and his heart was moved, and his eyes were red.

Capturing Nurhachi alive is definitely the first achievement.

"Don't worry, Dad, your son will not be dishonored!"

The eyes are shining, and the belly of the horse is clamped.

"Kill!"

Zhu Gaoxu was the first to rush out.

…………………………

Hongwu time and space, in the drunken immortal building.

When Ji Boying moved the timeline of Wanli time and space back to the back, the army completely wiped out Houjin, leaving Li Rusong with tens of thousands of iron horses, and continued to sweep the remnants of the Jurchen tribes and clear the land of Jianzhou.

The rest of the people, escorting Nurhachi, Huang Taiji, Mang Gurtai and other gold-braided nobles, returned to Shenyang.

"This battle, it's over."

Ji Boying's words fell, and the five projections disappeared in an instant.

The princes of heaven, everyone still has an unfinished look on their faces.

"Ah Biao, you are responsible for making a post-war summary, especially the performance of Nurhachi's eighth prince Taiji on the battlefield, focusing on analyzing him."

"Remember, it's important."

Ji Boying looked at Zhu Biao.

This has an extremely important reference role in the next Taichang, Tianqi, Chongzhen, and even the copy of Nanming.

What Taichang time and space has to face is still Nurhachi.

When it comes to Apocalypse and Chongzhen, it is Huang Taiji and Dolgon who have complete six god costumes.

He wants to use the expedition of Wanli Time and Space as a blueprint to continue to improve and build a team of gods of war who can fight across time and space.

"Yes!"

Ah Biao hurriedly got up and nodded his head.

"Brother, this battle is not over yet."

Lao Zhu, who was sitting on the Taishi chair on the side of the podium, was full of fighting intent in his eyes at this moment.

The battle on the battlefield is over, and the battle belonging to his old Zhu has just begun.

"We're going to fight this Nurhachi in person."

He had already said before that he would personally engage in a 1V1 duel with this Qing Taizu as Ming Taizu.

This is a matter of Lao Zhu's personal dignity, and he wants to prove that he, the Ming Taizu, is a perfect crushing pigtail Taizu no matter in any aspect, whether it is military strategy or personal combat strength.

All the princes of heaven were excited when they heard this.

Being able to see the ancestors fighting with others with their own eyes is not something that happens every year.

"Hmm."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu.

He could see that if Lao Zhu didn't fight this battle today, he wouldn't be able to do it in the next half a year.

Then, he stood up and swept over the princes of heaven.

"Everyone, go to Wanli Time and Space."

The voice fell.

The entire main hall was empty in an instant.

A mark on the seat:.

(End of chapter)