Summary of the previous chapter: A tall Jurchen soldier attacked Li Qinghan. After being kicked back by Li Qinghan, he angrily entangled other Jurchen soldiers to kill Ma Xiaoquan. At the critical moment, the strange Tai Sui rescuer Ma Xiaoquan accepted a few days ago
Killed him...
The two were preparing to break out of the encirclement when a childish voice came over. Ma Xiaoquan could not understand what the childish voice said, but after the childish voice, the Jurchen soldiers who surrounded them stopped.
Ma Xiaoquan took a long breath, stood in front of Li Qinghan, and protected him with his own body.
"Who are you?" Behind the Jurchen soldiers, a teenage boy slowly walked out. The boy had long braids and a shaved forehead.
Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Are you Dorgon?"
The little boy was slightly stunned, "How do you know my name?"
Ma Xiaoquan said humbly: "Not only do I know, I also know that you are Nurhaci's fourteenth son..."
Dorgon was still young after all, and Ma Xiaoquan made him fall into deep thought with just two sentences. But obviously, his body and mind were still in the mature stage of development, and it was impossible to quickly figure out why Ma Xiaoquan knew his name.
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"Fourteenth Master, don't listen to this Chinese dog's barking, kill him." At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a silver helmet appeared next to Dorgon. The man glared at Ma Xiaoquan fiercely,
The look he looked at Li Qinghan had a hint of lust.
"Magatu, do you know them?" Dorgon raised his head and asked, glaring at the silver-helmeted man.
The man in the silver helmet snorted coldly: "I don't know them at all, but judging from their appearance, they must be spies sent by Han Dog."
Ma Xiaoquan was unhappy: "Your name is Magatu. Keep your mouth clean. One mouth is a Han dog and one mouth is a Han dog. What's the matter? Did we Han people steal your woman or sleep with your daughter?
ah?"
"You are looking for death!" Magatu angrily pulled out the sword from his waist and came towards Ma Xiaoquan to kill him.
Ma Xiaoquan was well prepared and did not hesitate at all. He turned sideways to avoid Magatu's sword.
"Hmph." The corner of Magatu's mouth slightly raised, and he turned his hand, changing from chopping to stabbing, and stabbed towards Ma Xiaoquan's face.
Ma Xiaoquan's heart trembled, and he thought it was a good thing. He tilted his head and once again avoided Magatu's stab. Then, before the opponent could withdraw his sword, Ma Xiaoquan put his hands together and patted him firmly.
The blade of the sword.
Magatu shouted loudly, held the sword in both hands, and turned it quickly, hoping to use the inertia of turning the sword to pinch Ma Xiaoquan's palm.
How could Ma Xiaoquan not know what the other party was thinking? At this moment, he suddenly let go, then bowed forward, threw himself in front of Magatu, and struck Ma with a low elbow.
On Geatu’s lower abdomen.
With a crisp sound, Magatu took several steps back. If he hadn't been wearing a silver helmet, his pelvis would probably have been cracked by Ma Xiaoquan's elbow.
Even so, Magatu's abdomen was still so violently painful.
"Stop." Dorgon's eyes moved. He saw clearly the momentary fight between Ma Xiaoquan and Magatu just now.
"Fourteenth Master" Magatu was unwilling and raised his sword to attack Ma Xiaoquan again.
Dorgon hummed in a low voice, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. When Magatu saw this, he immediately stopped, but his eyes were fixed on Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan was actually not feeling well either. Magatu's silver helmet was very tough. He had hit the opponent's armor with his elbow just now. Up to now, his right elbow was still aching.
At this time, Li Qinghan pulled out the Coiled Snake Sword from his waist, stood in front of Ma Xiao's body, and looked at Magatu angrily.
When Magatu looked at Li Qinghan's beautiful face, his eyes rolled, and a vicious thought came to his mind.
...
Dorgon slowly walked forward and stood in front of Ma Xiaoquan. He raised his head slightly, looked at Ma Xiaoquan and said, "What is your name? What are you doing in my Jurchen camp?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, pulled Li Qinghan behind him, and said: "Our horse was snatched by your men, we are here to get the horse."
"Want a horse?" Dorgon was stunned, then turned to look at the Jurchen soldiers behind him.
"Well, you know, as long as it is something we took, we will never give it back!" Dorgon said proudly.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said, "Well, of course I know this, but...we are not asking for horses just by asking for them."
"Oh?" Dorgon rolled his eyes. Although he was still young, he had been with his father Nurhachi for a long time and he had seen many things. "Tell me about it."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded secretly in his heart. Although Dorgon was young, his mind was quite mature.
"Whether you are Jurchens or Mongols, what you admire most is force, right?"
Dorgon nodded.
"So...let's come, compete with you, defeat you, and get our horses back."
"A martial arts competition?" Li Qinghan was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and chuckled, lightly hitting Ma Xiaoquan with his pink fist, "Ma Xiaoquan, why do you make up your mind so casually?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "Qinghan, you must be thinking the same thing, right?"
Li Qinghan blushed and nodded.
Li Qinghan did have the slightest thought of a martial arts competition in her mind, but her ultimate goal was just to find a way to escape safely during the martial arts competition.
"Competition..." Magatu stepped forward and laughed loudly, "How can you two compete with us? I think you should stop competing. You should just commit suicide yourself. That beautiful girl
Come and serve me, haha..."
Magatu laughed obscenely, and even Dorgon beside him was a little disgusted.
"Magatu, that's enough," Dorgon scolded.
Magatu snorted coldly and said: "Fourteenth Master, my master asked me to follow you to protect you, not to follow your orders. You must understand this!"
"Magatu, you"
Magatu would not let Dorgon speak again. He only said a few words in the Jurchen language, and then several Jurchen soldiers came up and lifted Dorgon up unceremoniously.
Dorgon's arms were tied up and he immediately roared. At this time, he no longer spoke Chinese, but switched to his native language and kept shouting.
Unfortunately, no matter how much Dorgon shouted, Magatu still ordered people to carry him away.
...
When Dorgon left, both Ma Xiaoquan and Li Qinghan were shocked.
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Magatu, you want to rebel by detaining your master's son at will?"
Magatu laughed: "Rebellion? What a joke? When I was following my master on various expeditions, that little brat was still sucking from his mother's nipples. He is not worthy of ordering me, hum."
Ma Xiaoquan exclaimed: "So, you are going to put Dorgon under house arrest?"
Magatu laughed: "So what, you changed the subject to me, you have to die today, and this little girl next to you...well, I can smell the breath on her body,
He’s still a fucking baby…”
As soon as Magatu finished speaking, Li Qinghan's expression suddenly changed.
Ma Xiaoquan protected Li Qinghan and shook his head gently at her.
Li Qinghan whispered: "Ma Xiaoquan, why did Xiao Shuang rush out and not come back? Without it, what should we do? There are so many of them."
Ma Xiaoquan also smiled bitterly in his heart. Xiaoshuang, a fire spirit, was becoming more and more self-aware.