It had been almost ten days. In the raging wind, Daishan was already so hungry that everything he saw was pork stewed with vermicelli.

There are still war horses. There is no problem in killing them and eating their meat. The problem is, how can people eat horse meat raw? That thing can kill people.

There was no way to eat horse meat raw, because the area surrounded was too small, especially close to the beach, and there was no firewood at all. Everyone was hungry, so they could only cut off the horse meat with a knife and swallow it raw.

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In the end, countless soldiers were poisoned to death by raw horse meat.

Every day, there were Eight Banners disciples who couldn't stand it any more, so they brandished their weapons and carried out suicidal attacks. Of course, every warrior who rushed towards the ditch could only howl a few times at the opposite side, and then was killed by the enemy on the opposite side.

The original 10,000 soldiers were slowly strangled in such an encirclement, but now there are less than 4,000. Even these 4,000 soldiers are already dying of hunger.

Daishan was a little better. After all, he was the commander of the First Army, Dabeile of Dajin, so he could enjoy the fire made by pulling off the clothes of the dead soldiers and grilling half-cooked horse meat.

However, more soldiers continued to die of cold and starvation, and the number of attrition increased as time went by.

But Daishan is still insisting, and will never risk his life to break out, because breaking out means risking death. He firmly believes that his emperor father will never leave him alone, so he must live, as long as he lives, even if it is just for himself.

, then the Eight Banners of Dajin would not have been completely and systematically annihilated, and the morale of Dajin would not be completely destroyed.

Daishan, who vomited at the sight of horse meat, forced himself to take a hard bite of horse meat without chewing it. He stretched his neck and swallowed it directly. Then he said to Hesheli who was lying beside him weakly: "I don't know what's going on outside."

How is the battle going? I don’t know where my grandma’s reinforcements have arrived. I’m really looking forward to it.”

Hesheli replied feebly: "Now I have no expectations for reinforcements. I am really expecting someone to send me some firewood and let me eat a meal of pork stewed vermicelli before I die. The weather is so fucking cold.

This horse meat is so damn hard to chew, I’m about to collapse.”

Stewing vermicelli with firewood and pork was definitely more unrealistic than expecting reinforcements, so Daishan had no choice but to close his eyes.

The smell of pork stewed with vermicelli was so tempting that even with his eyes closed, he could smell its aroma, and the aroma was so real that he had to stick his nose out and follow the smell.

So, his nose hit a wooden barrel, and in the wooden barrel was real pork stewed with vermicelli.

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't believe this was a miracle among miracles.

A man in Fu Liao Army uniform was holding two buckets, one filled with peat (coal) and the other holding a wooden bucket full of hot pork stewed with vermicelli.

How did he get in? Daishan thought in confusion, but when he looked around, he realized that his Eight Banners soldiers were all lying on the ground. Those who died of cold and starvation or those who were lingering, none of them could move.

Right red flag, it’s over.

"I will not surrender just because of your bucket of pork stewed with vermicelli." Daishan and Hesheli murmured their determination while inserting their heads directly into the barrel. Of course he

I know that if the Fu Liao Army can bring me food, it proves that I can't die. Since I have determined that I can't die, I must show my character, and this is the time to show my character.

As for doubting whether there is poison in the stewed pork vermicelli, it is a childish joke. A normal person would understand that he is already trapped here and is about to die. Is there any need for people to think like this?

The Fu Liao army smiled contemptuously: "We will not accept your surrender, whether it was before, now, or in the future." Then he told Daishan: "Because I want to kill you, just like picking something out of a bag, so why bother asking you to surrender?"

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After eating, Daishan Hesheli lay on the ground with his legs in the air to recover his strength. Daishan asked: "Everyone must ask for something. At this time, you bring me peat for heating. The most delicious pork in the world."

Stewing vermicelli is definitely not a good idea." He burped, sat up with difficulty, looked for something to make a fire, and prepared to light the peat for warmth.

I can only do it myself. Now of the original 10,000 Eight Banners warriors, the only ones who can move are myself and Hesheli.

"Your father, that old boarskin wrote us a letter. He wants to exchange your positive red flag with us for the commander's safety. We are discussing, but until there is no result, we cannot let you die under any circumstances.

Yes, so I’ll give you and this guy named Hesheli some peat for the fire and some food.” Then he looked at the Eight Banners soldiers lying all over the ground, “But even if we agree to Nurhaci’s conditions, we can only

If I let you go, none of the other Eight Banners soldiers will be let go."

Daishan stopped, raised his face and looked at the Fu Liao Army soldier, and then at his own red flag.

"You can also take that broken diaper with you. We don't care about that thing. Moreover, as stated in the conditions, we said that we would exchange you and Zheng Hongqi for our commander, which is a Zheng Hongqi."

Daishan started to become arrogant: "I want a quilt tent, I want enough food and drink, I want good wine, I want a beauty, well, even if I want a beauty, I guess you Fu Liao Army won't accompany me if I'm beaten to death."

I also want hot charcoal fires and the hot pot that is popular in the Fu Liao Army. Also, I want to help my soldiers as much as possible." Then he said resolutely: "If you don't help them, I will go on a hunger strike for you now.

Look, I'm going to starve myself to death." Then he dug into the pork stewed vermicelli and stuffed the soup and water into his mouth.

Hesheli was not willing to eat like a queen, it didn't matter if he was stuffed to death, at least he would be full to death.

The envoy carefully wrote down his request, but in the end, he was resolute and refused one of his conditions: "We agree to everything you ask for, but if you ask me to rescue your soldiers, we are determined

If you refuse, don’t have such delusions.” Then he said to Dai Shan mockingly: “A person who works hard to stuff the last bite into his mouth, I highly doubt his determination to starve himself to death, so you don’t have to follow me.

Come on, let’s complete this deal and let you go back, and by the way, there’s also your diaper, we’ve done our utmost to be benevolent and righteous.”

The credibility of the Fu Liao Army was never mentioned, but in the blink of an eye, a warm quilt tent was delivered, a pure copper hot pot was brought, and mutton slices were cut as thin as paper.

All kinds of condiments are readily available, as well as a barrel of fine wine. It is said that it is the most famous Wuliangye in the Central Plains. It is not something that ordinary people can drink, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford. It is said that in this barrel, there is no Wuliangye.

You can't get sixty taels of silver.

A sudden heavy snow fell, immediately covering the battlefield. Daishan was eating hot pot, drinking wine with Hesheli, and listening to the last screams of pain from the soldiers outside the tent who tried their best.

He shook his head: "Han people are very particular about it. How come we didn't think of eating the mutton in this way before?"

Heshel was really heartbroken when he saw tens of thousands of soldiers dying of cold and starvation outside the tent. He rinsed a chopstick of mutton slices in the boiling water of the hot pot and sighed with infinite emotion: "It's so hot to eat such hot food on the battlefield.

It is beyond my expectation. As long as we live, as long as our flag is not lost, the Eight Banners of Jianzhou will still be the Eight Banners of Jianzhou. There are still countless warriors within our jurisdiction, and the flag is gathered together.

There, there is another positive red flag of 25 Niulu.”

Clinked a drink with Hesheli: "This time I will build an army of forty Niulu, and then seek revenge on the Liao army."

The messenger from the Fu Liao Army sitting at the door of the tent smiled calmly: "Actually, you made the most fatal mistake. Old Boar Skin felt sorry for your son and let our commander go. But before that, we were ready.

In order to use all our strength, we will not hesitate to fight a decisive battle with you. When we are still weak, a decisive battle with you is exactly what you want. Maybe, you can completely defeat the Fu Liao Army in one battle."

Then he stretched himself and said, "But you missed this opportunity. When our commander comes back and we have another decisive battle, we won't know who will win by then."

Daishan nodded in agreement: "If my father hadn't considered the annihilation of a whole banner, which would be a huge blow to Daijin, do you still think he would really be willing to trade me for your commander? It's a joke, in order to fight for the world.

, the relationship between father and son is simply a joke, it’s just bullshit, I don’t believe it.”

At this time, another messenger from the Fu Liao Army came over and treated Shandao coldly: "All your soldiers have frozen to death. We have also agreed to your father's request. Now you can leave." Then.

He stepped forward directly and kicked over the hot pot in front of Daishan.
Chapter completed!