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Chapter seven hundred and fifty fifth final battle

Looking at the knights swaying away, Huang Taiji and the Qing princes beside him were all trembling with anger. Once upon a time, when the Ming army saw their Qing cavalry, they almost fled. Those who could hold on and not run away were brave enough, but now a single-handed knight dared to yell and give them an ultimatum, what was wrong with this world?

I have to say that time is the best catalyst and people are also the most forgetful.

Both Huang Taiji and the princes of the Qing Dynasty automatically ignored the fact that they were under the rule of the Ming Dynasty just a few decades ago. When they saw the Ming officials coming, they would still kneel down and call him dad. If it weren't for Nurhaci, they would still be a group of barbarians who lived by digging ginseng and fighting wild boars in the deep mountains and forests.

"It's too arrogant."

Dorgon, who was beside him, gritted his teeth and said.

"Did Yang Feng think that today's Shengjing is still the Shengjing two years ago? It's simply arrogant!"

Although Dorgon was very confident, everyone could hear his words with a sense of guilt. It seemed that the shadow Yang Feng brought to them over the years was too great, especially the poisonous smoke cartridges that emitted white smoke after the explosion made them feel scared to this day.

Huang Taiji turned his head and looked at him, and said lightly: "What the 14th brother said is right. Today's Shengjing is no longer the Shengjing of the previous year. We are also prepared for the poisonous smoke cartridge that is the killer weapon.

Nowadays, a water tank is placed every ten feet on our city wall, and every soldier has a towel on his body. If the Ming army releases poisonous smoke cartridges, as long as we wet the towel and cover their mouths and noses, their poisonous smoke will be of no use, so no one has to worry.

Without the threat of poisonous smoke cartridges, I want to see how many lives the Ming army can fill in here!"

After hearing Huang Taiji's words, the generals' hearts, which were originally a little nervous, calmed down.

Yes, without the threat of poisonous smoke cartridges, I am the defender, and the number of Qing army was originally greater than that of Ming army, so why did they fear it?

Huang Taiji turned his body and looked at everyone with a bright look.

He said loudly: "Dear friends, do you remember the seven great hatreds of Taizu?

My Manchus have never lost a single inch of grass in the Ming border, but the Ming army has caused trouble to the border for no reason and harmed my grandfather. This is a hatred. Although the Ming Dynasty has caused trouble, I still have a good idea and set up a monument to make a vow. Any Manchu and Han people who dare to cross the territory, will kill them when they see it. When they see it, they will take care of the rebellion. Those who suffer the rebellion will be rebuked. The rebellion will be rebuked. The rebellion will be rebuked. The rebellion will be rebuked. The rebellion will be rebuked. The rebellion will be carried out to cross the border. The guards will be assisted by Ye He. This is a hatred.

As Huang Taiji expressed the seven great hatreds, the people on the city wall began to shout loudly, and the sound became louder and louder, and soon shouts rang out across the city wall.

Until the end, the voice resounded, and when I read the last, the Qing army's mood also rose to its peak.

"Long live your Majesty!"

Someone shouted, and soon the people around him started shouting, and soon the city walls became a whole lot.

Listening to the deafening voices around him and a Qing army whose face was flushed with excitement, Huang Taiji nodded secretly, the morale of the army was available.

The Qing army's voice was so loud that although Yang Feng and other Ming troops were several miles away, they could hear it clearly.

The expressions of Sun Chengzong and others also became ugly. This is not to say that they are guilty, but to be amazed that the Qing army could still maintain such morale under such circumstances.

Yang Feng laughed silently. Anyone who knows history a little bit knows that most of the so-called seven hatreds of Nurhaci are actually unreliable.

For example, the first hatred that Nurhaci mentioned was that the Ming Dynasty killed his father and grandfather for no reason.

This is both fact, but not completely accurate. Firstly, his father Takshi and his grandfather Jue Chang'an died at the hands of the Ming army, but he was killed by mistake during the war, not intentionally. Secondly, the Ming army went out to punish the "Yizhang" Atai, who attacked Gule City, which was not "caught for no reason" for the border, but killed his father and ancestor. Thirdly, the Ming Dynasty admitted that it was a man-killing man. Not only did he return the body, but he also gave 30 imperial edicts, allowing Nurhaci to inherit his ancestral position and serve as the commander-in-chief. Later, his father and ancestor were "loyal to the country" and became the assistant general of the governor.

Among these seven major hatreds, the funniest thing is the fifth hatred.

Nurhaci said that Yehe betrayed his oath because he gained support from the Tao Ming Dynasty and passed on his "old woman" to Mongolia.

In 1593 AD, Yehebuzhai planned to marry his daughter to Nurhaci, and the wedding date was set, but later Yehebuzhai repented and married his daughter to the Mongol Khalkha tribe Zhai Saibele.

The marriage that has been agreed upon is a great shame for any man, and Nurhaci is no exception.

However, it is hard to be very strange that Nurhaci was able to blame the Ming Dynasty. It is a typical case of being unable to marry a wife and blame the government.

In Yang Feng's opinion, except for the third hatred among these seven major hatreds, the remaining things are far more political than emotional. The intention is to arouse hatred within the Jurchens against the Central Plains, thereby achieving Nurhaci's own political ambitions.

Of course, there are things like chanting a few slogans to achieve personal goals, both ancient and modern times, and Nurhaci is not the first or the last.

Seeing the generals' expressions a little ugly, Yang Feng said to Sun Chengzong: "Supervisor, aren't the Tartars obsessed with the seven hatreds of the dead ghost Nurhaci? Then let's make it eight hatreds today. Please allow me to say hello to them."

Although Yang Feng said it easily, both Sun Chengzong and the generals around him knew what Yang Feng said to say hello.

A smile appeared on Sun Chengzong's face: "Since Jiang Ning is so happy, how can I refuse? Then I will wait and see!"

"Thank you, Governor!"

Yang Feng bowed and said to a messenger beside him: "Order Qiu Disheng, you can start."

"promise!"

Soon, the Qing army on the city wall saw the Ming army outside the city suddenly dispersed and a cannon was pushed out.

"Your Majesty, the Ming army is going to shoot artillery!"

A general pointed at him and shouted loudly, with a slight trembling voice.

"I saw it!"

Huang Taiji put down the Qianli Mile Mile and said without any reservation.

Da Beile Daishan advised: "Your Majesty, since the Ming army is about to start shooting artillery, you should go down first and take refuge in the wind for a while."

"Yes, Your Majesty, you are a body of gold. You can't take risks, so you'd better go on."

The generals around persuaded them that these people had personally participated in the battle last year. They were still scared of the viciousness and power of the poisonous smoke cartridges. Although they had already figured out how to use towels to dip water to avoid poisonous smoke cartridges, nothing was absolutely true. If you accidentally inhale that little bit, it would be a life-threatening thing.

“Woo…”

"boom……"
Chapter completed!
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