Chapter 175 Lao Zhu: We want to show off with this slave!
"What are you going to do?"
Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but frown when he looked at Wuzong Zhu Houzhao who suddenly blocked everyone's view.
Although the emperor did not do well, Zhu Houzhao is his son after all, even if it is from another time and space.
Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao chose to stand up at this point, which is equivalent to suddenly standing in front of the screen when the most exciting part of the movie is coming.
Although it is not completely covered, it is still annoying.
Generally speaking, such people will be pushed into a corner and beaten violently in class.
"Sit back!"
Zhu Youtang shouted sharply.
Wuzong Zhu Houzhao was not the case. He ignored Zhu Youtang at all. Not to mention that in his time and space, Zhu Youtang had no bones left. Even Hongzhi Zhu Houzhao, who had the power of supervising the country specially approved by Taizu, would not do it now.
Take Emperor Hongzhi seriously.
Since ancient times, whoever has the power is the father.
Wuzong Zhu Houzhao smiled mysteriously and opened the sandalwood box in his hand, revealing a human head that had begun to rot inside.
After all, it would take two or three days to transport this thing from Jianzhou to the capital, even if it was expedited for 800 miles.
The corners of Ji Boying's eyes twitched fiercely.
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 a healthy mental state would probably not be able to withstand such an impact.
My stomach is churning, but my expression is calm as usual. After all, I am an immortal master, and I cannot break this qualification.
Most of the emperors and princes in various time and space also have microscopic pupils, such as Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, Jiajing Immortal, Longqing Little Bee, and Old Wanli. They all lived in deep palaces for many years, and the scent of women's fragrance or sandalwood filled their noses every day.
Burning incense, I have never smelled such a bloody smell.
Vomit.
Old Wanli vomited immediately.
"This is the head of Nurhachi's ancestor. I specially cut it off and dedicated it to Grandpa Taizu! Congratulations to Grandpa Taizu for his victory and his power to shock future generations!"
Wuzong Zhu Houzhao didn't care at all and let out a series of flattery.
The little brother finally understands that if you want to get along here, you must first impress two people. One is the immortal master, and the other is Lao Zhu. He cannot flatter the immortal master, so he can only flatter the great ancestor.
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Lao Zhu frowned.
He had no discomfort with this human head or even this rotten stench.
After all, Lao Zhu came out of the battlefield with seriousness. He had never seen anything in his early years, and a human head was nothing.
He just wondered if this kid had a problem with his cerebellum. Why did he suddenly take out a human head and offer it to himself at this time? It was simply too abrupt. This was not flattering, this was flattering.
Congratulations? Congratulations!
However, at least it is the heart of future generations.
"Well, you did a good job. Sit back first."
Lao Zhu dismissed Wuzong Zhu Houzhao with just one sentence.
"Hello!"
When Wuzong Zhu Houzhao saw Lao Zhu nodding, he happily held the head and returned to his seat.
Little did I know.
This brief sentence of recognition by Lao Zhu was deeply imprinted into the heart of the emperor in every time and space.
Next, the Nurhaci ancestors in each time and space will soon face an extermination massacre. It is estimated that even the cattle and sheep raised at home will not be spared and will all be slaughtered.
"Don't get distracted in class."
Ji Boying glanced at Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao and spoke.
This battle in Wanli time and space, in Ji Boying's definition, is also a lesson for the emperors and princes of all time and space.
Hearing this, all the emperors and princes gathered their energy again and focused their attention on the projection of the Central Army.
"Come, drink tea."
Ji Boying raised his hand, and on the table beside Lao Zhu, there was also a cup of Lao Ban Zhang worth 880,000 kilograms.
I don’t know how to taste tea, mainly because it’s expensive.
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In the snowy wilderness between Gule Village and Mardun Village, the killing cries were loud and clear.
Chang Yuchun's three thousand Liaodong cavalry were like a sword, piercing back and forth. This maneuverable tactic, the piercing power and impact force directly disabled the Jurchen cavalry.
"The father will leave first, the son will come and stop him!"
Daishan's eyes seemed to be determined to die. He knew very well in his heart that judging from the current battle situation, the outcome of choosing to stay and end the war was basically the word "death" in capital letters.
The old slave took a deep look at his favorite successor, the oldest second son (Nurhaci’s eldest son Chu Ying, has been killed by Nurhaci).
"Come back alive, and I will entrust you with my throne!"
Nurhachi patted Daishan on the shoulder, obviously making the final choice.
Run away.
I drew a cake by the way.
This is similar to the King of Yan back then.
Nurhachi took a deep breath, and then turned his horse's head. The Eight Banners guard surrounding Nurhaci suddenly changed their formation, shaped like a sharp knife, and escorted Nurhaci to break through in the direction of Mardun Village.
At the same time, Dai Shanle turned the horse's head.
"Zhenghongqi obeys orders!"
The words fell.
Some of them were wearing red armor, and a group of Jin cavalry hovering around Daishan gathered quickly.
"Follow me to cover the Great Khan's retreat!"
Daishan's eyes were bloodshot as he faced the red lightning like a god of war.
Although his father drew a pie for himself that was unlikely to be eaten, Daishan still chose to eat it.
What if? What about ten thousand?!
Closing his eyes slightly, the late Jin Dabeile Daishan began to adjust his breathing rate.
When the seventh deep breath ended, Daishan suddenly opened his eyes, clamped the horse's belly fiercely, stepped off the horse, let out a long hiss, and rushed out like a sharp arrow.
"I'll fight hard!"
Daishan roared, his veins popping out. Behind him, hundreds of red flag cavalry followed him with swords waving.
Nurhachi, who was spanking the horse's butt crazily, turned his eyes from time to time and looked towards Daishan.
In his eyes, his most valued son, Heshuo Dabeile, the leader of the four Baylors, was leading the most elite red flag cavalry besides the Eight Banners Guards, toward the crimson lightning.<
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When, the moment of touch.
Daishan's vote of the red flag cavalry was like a piece of paper, which was instantly pierced by Chang Yuchun's cavalry.
Soldiers were fighting hand to hand, and war horses were neighing.
From the beginning to the end, in just a moment, the head of Daishan Dabeile with wide eyes rolled into the snow.
Fortunately, he went on the road with a full stomach, so he was a well-fed man, so it was not a loss.
After about half an hour, the fighting came to an end.
The originally white snow was completely dyed red at this time. The hot blood melted the ice and flowed into a trickling river of blood that crisscrossed the ravines, which was shocking.
Chang Yuchun rode a big red horse and scanned the entire battlefield with sharp eyes. He had several stab wounds on his left arm and chest, but they were simply bandaged without caring at all.
For Chang Shiwan, injuries are a common occurrence.
In this battle, Chang Yuchun used 3,000 cavalry to defeat the 17,000 cavalry of Nurhachi's Eight Banners. It can be said that he won a great victory and directly disabled Nurhachi's main force.
However, it is obvious that Chang Shiwan is not very happy about this result.
Because the biggest fish he cared about most was missing.
"Sister-in-law."
After Lan Yu ordered the battlefield to be cleared, he came on horseback and stopped in front of Chang Yuchun to report.
"Our army suffered a total of 372 casualties, 67 serious injuries, and 725 minor injuries. The overall combat effectiveness was not damaged."
The total number of Liaodong cavalry in the Central Route Army is more than 3,000.
After the first battle, one tenth was killed.
One of the data is the most shocking, that is the ratio between the number of casualties and the number of serious injuries.
Generally speaking, after a fierce battle, the number of minor injuries is greater than the number of serious injuries, and the number of serious injuries is far greater than the number of casualties.
Unless, there is a situation.
That is, all soldiers are not afraid of death. As long as their bodies can still move, they will still fight bloody battles with their swords until they die.
Under such circumstances, the number of casualties will far exceed the number of serious injuries.
"Our army is loyal and brave."
Chang Yuchun gave a compliment.
Next.
Lan Yu said again.
"In this battle, our army killed more than 3,000 people and captured more than 6,000 people, as well as more than 200 Jurchen princes and nobles."
Three thousand level cuts, on average, is equivalent to one person of this Liaodong cavalry beheading a Jurchen's gold-braided head.
As for the more than 6,000 remaining cavalry of the Jin Army, most of them were the Eight Banners Guards who were escorting Nurhachi to break out of the encirclement, and several thousand more cavalry were scattered troops who fled in all directions.
After this battle, although Nurhachi broke through and ran away, the main force of the Jin army was basically destroyed and was no longer able to fight.
"Sister-in-law, what should we do with these prisoners?"
Lan Yu asked subconsciously.
Then he paused and felt that he seemed to have asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.
"Cut."
Chang Yuchun didn't even look at Lan Yu and said the word calmly.
It seems that in Chang Shiwan's eyes, these are not more than 6,000 prisoners at all, but more like 6,000 chickens.
"Yes!"
Lan Yu nodded.
Killing prisoners is a routine operation for Chang Yuchun.
"Sister-in-law, judging by the time, the remaining infantry of the Jin Army should be arriving soon."
"According to His Majesty's deployment, our army will next work with the West Route Army and the North Route Army to encircle and attack the remaining Jurchen infantry."
Chang Yuchun nodded slightly.
"Instruct the entire army to prepare to defeat the enemy after killing the prisoners."
It only takes about the time for a cup of tea, and each person has two heads chopped off. After Lan Yu and his people kill these thousands of rattails.
I saw a large number of graceful heads appearing in this snowy place, facing the vibrant morning sun, and everyone's face was full of exhaustion.
As soon as the leader reined in his horse and saw the scene in front of him clearly, his pupils shrank sharply.
A strong smell of blood comes from the wind and hits your nose.
Huang Taiji looked at the scene of blood flowing in front of him in disbelief. At a glance, the ground was full of Gulu's headless corpses bleeding out.
The group of cavalry that caught my eye had three braided heads per person on their horses.
After all, your brain can be used to earn military merit.
After receiving Nurhachi's military order, Huang Taiji forcibly withdrew from the battlefield with his remaining soldiers. Halfway to Gule Village, he happened to encounter the main infantry retreating, so he joined forces and struggled to catch up with his father Nurhachi. I thought that my father would easily capture the small group of cavalry, but I didn’t expect to see such a scene in the end.
His eyes were attracted by the most eye-catching big red horse.
Just in time.
Chang Yuchun also looked over.
That joking look seemed to say: Oh, here comes another little Karami.
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Hongwu time and space, Zuixian Tower.
The faces of the melon-eating emperors are filled with relief at this moment.
"This Nurhachi made a fatal mistake. He dared to despise the King of Kaiping and only used his cavalry to attack. In order to quickly return to Hetuala, he stretched the main force's front and rear to such an extent that the head and tail could not see each other, and the infantry and cavalry could not see each other.
Unable to cope."
"This kind of march is really taboo for military strategists."
But there is one thing to say: Nurhachi is really not underestimating his enemy.
After all, he brought five times more cavalry than his opponent. It can only be said that Chang Shiwan was too powerful.
"The big orange is decided."
Old Zhu Di smiled.
If we say that when Nurhaci retreated into Gule Village, the final outcome was still unpredictable.
Now, the success or failure of this battle is completely clear.
Nurhachi's main army was almost completely wiped out. Even the remaining 30,000 infantrymen, including Huang Taiji's remnants, were attacked from the front and rear by the West Route (Wang Yangming) and North Route (Zhu Qizhen) armies, as well as the Middle Route Army (Chang Yuchun).
Below.
There is a 99% chance that the only outcome will be complete destruction.
"The victory in this battle is all due to the great strategy of my father!"
"With the power of Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, in the blink of an eye, all the slaves were wiped out!"
Zhu Laosi spoke repeatedly, as if he never missed an opportunity to flatter him.
"Taizu is mighty!"
"Taizu is mighty!"
"…………"
Listening to his children and grandchildren flattering him one after another, Lao Zhu was obviously very impressed.
"Brother, you can skip the next battle."
Lao Zhu looked at Ji Boying, smiled and said.
Obviously.
He already knows that the immortal master possesses powerful magic that accelerates the flow of time and space.
The Jiajing Immortal and the young Zhu Houcong both looked at the Immortal Master on the podium with ardent eyes. They made up their minds that they did not need the red jar magic weapon, but they must learn the magic of moving time.
"Yeah."
Ji Boying nodded slightly and drank the 880,000 kilograms of Lao Ban Zhang in one gulp.
Then, move the timeline of Wanli time and space.
This time, three hours were moved directly.
The projection screen of the Fifth Route Army changed dramatically in an instant.
"Hetuala, was captured!"
Excited cheers came from the mouth of Emperor Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao.
Sure enough.
Ji Boying looked towards the projection screen of the Eastern Route Army. Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou were already standing on the top of the city of Hetuala, overlooking the scenery below the city.
And under the city of Hetuala, Nurhachi was disgraced and angry.
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Wanli Time and Space.
It's noon now.
The capital of Houjin Kingdom, under the city of Hetuala.
Nurhachi looked at the Ming Dynasty flag on the tower, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse.
He desperately rushed back, but his hometown was still raided.
Hetuala is a mountain city that is absolutely easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Although most of the troops of the Eight Banners were brought to the front by Du Nurhachi, there were still nearly 10,000 bannermen defending the city. How could it be broken in just a few hours?
The old slave can't figure out what kind of Ming army general can do this.
"Who on earth are you?!"
There was silence for a moment.
Nurhachi looked at the two people on the tower and asked.
Several years ago, the old slave continued to collect all the information on the generals of the Ming Army and above through his detailed work in the Ming court.
The portraits of these people are updated twice every year in spring and autumn, and even the changes in the pockmarks on their faces are so subtle that they are familiar to them.
However, at this moment, he was sure that he had never seen these two people in the city in the portraits of Ming army generals.
"Qi Jiguang."
A plain voice came from Qi Taibao's mouth.
‘???’
Nurhachi was stunned when the words came into his ears.
Qi Jiguang?
You are fucking kidding me!
As Nurhaci, who was born in the Jiajing period, he had heard about the bravery and strength of Qi Jiajun since he was a child, so he naturally understood the weight of the word Qi Jiguang.
"Yu Dayou."
The honest Yu Dayou also reported his name.
Yu Long Qi Hu!
The old slave’s head was buzzing.
How could I possibly let these two big guys confiscate my home?
Don’t wait for Nurhaci to recover from this stupor.
The sound of uniform footsteps came from behind Nurhachi.
Subconsciously, I turned around and looked.
I saw rows of muskets, already aimed at Nurhaci's thousands of banner guards.
At the same time, two white horses leaped out from the army.
"I am Zhu Di, King of Yan in the Ming Dynasty. I am a slave to you, so why don't you just surrender and capture me!"
"I am Zhu Gaoxu, the son of King Yan of the Ming Dynasty, King of Gaoyang County!"
These two voices resounded in front of the mountain city of Hetuala.
‘???’
‘??????’
Nurhachi turned his horse's head and looked at Xiao Zhusi and Jianwen Zhu Gaoxu, with question marks all over his face.
At this moment, he felt as if these Ming soldiers were teasing him as a fool.
Of course, there is another possibility.
That’s because I didn’t wake up!
This must be a dream!
Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou can barely be understood as old and immortal fake corpses!
But how could Zhu Di, King of Yan in the early Ming Dynasty, still be alive in this era after two hundred years and still appear in Hetuala?!
Furthermore, why do your two fathers and sons look about the same age? Are you, Zhu Di, a god of intrauterine growth? You can marry a wife the day after your mother comes out of her womb? You give birth to a baby on the third day?!
"Who is the person who defeated Ben Khan?"
Nurhachi's voice was extremely low.
At this time, another horse came out of the camp.
"I am Zhang Fu, the British Duke of the Ming Dynasty."
Numb.
Nurhachi was already immune to Zhang Fu's words. He could no longer tell whether these people were deceiving him or deceiving him to humiliate him.
"Who is it?!"
"Who cheated and defeated me on the banks of the Hun River!"
"Who defeated Ben Khan's Eight Banners cavalry head-on in the snowy wilderness!"
At this moment, the old slave's eyes were red and his roars echoed continuously in this mountainous area.
"Since you asked the question sincerely."
Xiao Zhusi grinned.
"Then I will tell you with great mercy."
Jianwen and Zhu Gaoxu answered the question, perfectly supporting the burden of the little father. It seems that these two "father and son" who are not much different in age have already forged a strong brotherhood after getting along with each other for half a month. p>
"On the banks of the Hun River, it is Wang Yangming and Li Rusong who will defeat you."
‘Wang Yangming, the sage of mind learning?!’
Although Nurhachi was born with pigtails, the degree of Chineseization of Jianzhou Jurchen is relatively high, and the aristocratic background of Lao Nu is not low in cultural accomplishment.
As the saying goes, know yourself and the enemy, and you will be victorious in every battle. The old slave has read through all the records of the two hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, so he naturally knows the existence of Wang Yangming.
"The one who defeated you head-on was our most powerful general in the founding of the Ming Dynasty, King Kaiping, Chang Yuchun."
Boom...!
Nurhachi's heart trembled violently.
‘Chang Yuchun!’
‘It turned out to be Chang Yuchun!’
Thinking of that red lightning, Nurhachi is still frightened.
‘Why…!’
‘Why are these dead people targeting Ben Khan!’
Next.
Nurhaci made a move that confused everyone.
‘Pa’.
A slap on the left side of his face.
Then, laugh maniacally.
Then there was another slap on the right side of his face, making him laugh even more crazily.
The more the scraper flaps, the harder and faster it flaps.
"Wake up! Wake up!!"
"Dream! Ben Khan must be dreaming! Ben Khan did not lose! Ben Khan did not lose!"
Next to Nurhaci, Mang Gurtai and the few remaining Baylors, as well as the five ministers accompanying the army, all looked confused, and the Eight Banners Guards were even more panicked.
They really didn't expect Nurhachi to do something like this.
In fact, we really can’t blame Nurhaci for his poor mental endurance.
Just imagine, if it were you, a game that was supposed to be a sure win ended up being defeated miserably by a bunch of dead people crawling out of graves, what kind of collapse would you feel in your heart.
Xiao Zhusi and Jianwen Zhu Gaoxu met each other at first sight and knew that Nurhachi's Eight Banners Guards Army was in disarray and the fighter plane had arrived.
Now we can rush and kill in one fell swoop to seize the last remaining force of Jiannu and capture Nurhaci alive.
Xiao Zhusi reached out and patted Zhu Gaoxu on the shoulder.
"Gao Xu, I won't compete with you for the first achievement in this battle."
"Go ahead, you should encourage me."
Zhu Gaoxu was startled when he heard this. He was so moved in his heart that his eyes turned red.
Capturing Nurhachi alive is definitely the first achievement.
"Don't worry, little dad, I will live up to my destiny!"
The light in his eyes flashed, and he caught the horse's belly.
"Kill!"
Zhu Gaoxu was the first to rush out.
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Hongwu time and space, in Zuixian Tower.
When Ji Boying moved the timeline of Wanli time and space further back, the army completely wiped out Hou Jin, leaving tens of thousands of cavalry for Li Rusong, who continued to sweep through the remaining Jurchen tribes and clear out the Jianzhou area.
The rest of them escorted Nurhaci, Huang Taiji, Mang Gurtai and other nobles with golden braids, and returned to Shenyang.
"This battle is over."
As soon as Ji Boying finished speaking, these five projections disappeared instantly.
All the emperors and princes still have unfinished expressions on their faces.
"Abiao, you are responsible for summarizing the war, especially the performance of Nurhaci's eighth son Huang Taiji on the battlefield, focusing on analyzing him."
"Remember, this is important."
Ji Boying looked at Zhu Biao.
This will serve as an extremely important reference for the following Taichang, Tianqi, Chongzhen, and even Nanming dungeons.
What Taichang Time and Space has to face is still Nurhachi.
When it comes to Tianqi and Chongzhen, there are Huang Taiji and Dorgon who have complete six-god outfits.
He will use this expedition of Wanli Time and Space as a blueprint to continue to improve and build a God of War team that can fight across time and space.
"Yes!"
Abiao stood up quickly and nodded solemnly.
"Brother, this battle is not over yet."
Lao Zhu, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair on the side of the podium, had a fighting spirit in his eyes at this moment.
The fighting on the battlefield is over, but the battle that belongs to him, Lao Zhu, has just begun.
"We want to duel with this Nurhaci personally."
He had already said before that he would personally engage in a 1V1 duel with the Qing Taizu as the Ming Taizu.
This is related to Lao Zhu's personal dignity. He wants to prove that he, the Ming Taizu, can perfectly crush the braided Taizu in every aspect, whether it is military strategy or personal combat power.
All the emperors and princes were excited when they heard this.
Being able to see your ancestors fighting with others doesn't happen every year.
"Yeah."
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu.
He could see that if Lao Zhu didn't fight this battle today, he would not be happy in the next six months.
Then, he stood up and swept across all the emperors and princes.