In full view.

Nurhachi's body fell from his horse.

Plop.

There was a splash of dust and blood on the ground.

The founding emperor of the Later Jin Dynasty, who had been crisscrossing Liaodong for decades and burying the bones of countless Han people, died.

Died at the hands of the Han Chinese.

The minds of all the Eight Banner soldiers collapsed at this moment, and in the hearts of the Houjin people, a god of Jianzhou Jurchen died.

"Avenge the Great Khan!"

Fan Wencheng, who was almost devastated, opened his mouth and shouted.

With a snort, Fan Wencheng didn't react, and was separated by the corpse of the Eight Banners soldier beside him: The Great Khan is dead, a Han slave, what is it called here?

It's so noisy!

The weak slash at the weaker is human nature, and it also shows the state of mind of the Eight Banners at the moment

Most of the Jurchens' knife edges have fallen, most of them are in a state of confusion, no one has any feedback on this sentence, and their hearts are broken, and they can't accept such a result for a while.

The Jurchens were confused, but Wang Qi wouldn't, he wouldn't give the Eight Banners any chance, Nurhachi was dead, but the main force of the Eight Banners was still there, and Ningyuan City was still threatened by tens of thousands of Eight Banner cavalry.

It's not enough to just die a Nurhachi!

"Kill them all!" Wang Qi immediately stabbed his sword and shouted angrily: "This battle is to extinguish the Houjin battle!" ”

In an uproar, behind Wang Qi, Wang Zishuai's flag fluttered, commanding the Ming soldiers to kill the Houjin soldiers in front.

There is no commander of the Houjin soldiers and horses, and there is no difference between ordinary Han soldiers, although there is no neck to be killed, but they have already lost their armor and fled in all directions, and the entire Luyang Station has been a one-sided slaughter.

"The tide is turning!" Batuso stared blankly at the imposing Ming army in the distance, his eyes were already glazed.

"Snatch back the body of the Great Khan! Gather the soldiers and horses, and lead the remnants to Ningyuan City and the main force to make peace! We still have the strength to fight! He Heli did not give up, and still led the guards around him to fight hard, wanting to kill to the hillside and snatch back Nurhachi's body.

"The remnants of the defeated army, do your spring and autumn dreams!" Qin Erbao laughed loudly, rode his horse to the harmony salute, slashed down with two knives in his hand, and said with a cruel smile: "Accompany your old slave to Huangquan today, there is a good response on the road!" ”

In this battle of Luyangyi, Qin Erbao had already been killed, and the blood stains on his body were covered layer after layer, and he couldn't tell whose blood it was.

He Heli was old and weak, and the long knife was out of his hand under one blow, and he was not Qin Erbao's opponent at all, and the guards around him were all contained, and he fell into a near-death situation for a while.

"I can't eat its flesh raw! Let the child gain power! "Heheli hated it very much, and did not directly send a large army to crush Guangning City at that time, so that Wang Qi had the opportunity to rise in the land of Liaodong, which made the situation of Houjin Blazing Fire Cooking Oil overturned in an instant, making this good situation in Liaodong a complete failure!

Huang Taiji died in the grassland, and the body was not recovered, Nurhachi died in Luyangyi, and the body could not be recovered, and the Mang Gurtai outside Ningyuan City did not know the battle situation here

Thinking of this, Heheli was also exhausted for a while, fell into a state of pathos, and could no longer have the mind to resist.

"I will also go with the Great Khan!" Heheli had all his hair, and faced Qin Erbao who came to kill again: "Houjin, what a dream!" ”

With a thud, the long knife penetrated through the heart, Heheli's body suddenly stiffened, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, his pupils had begun to dilate, and his mind remembered the glory of the past, and died like a lamp going out.

With the death of General Houjin, the Eight Banners soldiers, who had originally ambushed Wang Qi, began a comprehensive rout and escape.

He Batuso and the others couldn't raise any thoughts of counterattacking at this time, and the banner masters, Gushan took his soldiers and horses and fled to the north and east

About half an hour later, a breeze broke out on the battlefield of Luyangyi.

Wang Qi stood on a high place, quietly looking at the dead battlefield in the distance, this battle was really dangerous.

If Lu Xiangsheng hadn't led the army to arrive in time, Wang Qi would have definitely died on the spot, ambushed by the old slave, and made dumplings.

"My lord, after the battle was almost completely annihilated, the main force of the gold inlaid yellow flag, the Jurchens killed more than 5,000 people on the spot, three people at the first level of Gushan, thirty-two people at the first level of Jiala, and countless Niu Lu, as for the first level of the banner master, Heheli, Mu Tebu and other two, and Fan Wencheng died on the spot," Qin Erbao stood beside Wang Qi and reported the situation of the battle: "Also, the corpse of the chief slave has been collected intact and has not been moved. ”

"It's okay to die, you don't have to whip the corpse and kill the body, after all, the lord of the Houjin Kingdom, leave him some dignity" Wang Qi's tone was indifferent, he didn't care what the court would say, he only felt that he had respect for his opponents who were on equal footing, and he also respected himself.

"How much more power do we have?" Wang Qi sat on the ground and wiped the long knife in his hand, there were already several cracks at the edge of the knife, blood seeped through, and it glowed with white light.

Lu Xiangsheng, Zu Dashou, Luo Yiyi, and Qi Bingzhong are all there.

"More than 5,000 people, all can fight!" Zu Dashou also made great contributions to this battle, and bowed down in front of Wang Qi to report.

"Rest for half an hour, and then set off for Ningyuan City!"

"The last general will obey!"

Nurhachi is dead, but Ningyuan City is still besieged by Houjin, and Mang Gurtai and others have heavy troops and great ambitions, so they will not be defeated so easily.

Call.

The wind is blowing.

Lu Xiangsheng and the others not far away couldn't hold back their excitement for a long time, and they gathered around to praise each other for their exploits.

After all, after finishing the battle, Jin is already in front of him, and all the generals who participated in the war this time must be remembered in history, added to the rank of knight, and honored in later generations.

The breeze blew the tips of Wang Qi's hanging hair, the scars on his cheeks were a little itchy, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the mood of this Ming Liaodong general soldier did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Huang Taiji died, Wang Qi left Houjin without a future, Nurhachi died, and Wang Qi let Houjin scatter and collapse.

Liaodong seems to have it at your fingertips.

However, Wang Qi knew that Liaodong had never been his goal.

This road is still far away

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At this moment, in Ningyuan City, more than 100 miles away, the Ming army was on the verge of collapse.

"Everyone dismounted, attacked the city with white blades, and after breaking the city, slaughtered the city for three days!!" Mang Gurtai didn't know about the battle in Luyangyi, at this moment he already felt that Ning Yuancheng was holding the handle, and now, it was time to give the final general attack order.

Under the city of Ningyuan, corpses were everywhere, almost three feet high.

All the Eight Banners, Hannu, and warriors marched towards the lonely city with their blades in hand.

"Mao Shuai," Mang Gurtai, who was riding on the horse, turned his head to look at Mao Wenlong and said with a smile: "This is your chance to perform, how."

Climb the city and fight hard.

At this time, the defenders were the most resolute.

Mang Gurtai's move is to let Mao Wenlong lead his subordinates to death.

But now, does Mao Wenlong have any other choice than to gamble?

(End of chapter)