Chapter 176 Ming Taizu VS Qing Taizu! A battle with dignity! (Good news!)
Zuixian Tower, the empty main hall.
As the immortal master left with all the emperors and princes, except for the pity for the beauty, only Abiao sat alone in the seat.
Alone.
However.
Compared with the previous loneliness, Abiao was obviously mentally prepared this time. Not only did he have a strong look on his face, he even had a somewhat calm smile.
Abiao Story: How can secular people understand that loneliness is the most beautiful fireworks in the world.
"Ah? Your Highness, why did the master leave you behind again?"
Xiyu was cleaning up the remaining watermelon rinds on the table next to each other. When she moved to the table next to Abiao, she saw Abiao taking a deep breath and preparing to write a summary of the war, and subconsciously said something.
Lianxiang on the side was slightly startled, and quickly stepped forward to pull Xiyu away.
"To cherish jade, don't talk nonsense."
Xiyu also reacted instantly and quickly saluted Abiao with a somewhat apologetic look on her face.
The two girls walked a few steps away and looked at His Royal Highness from behind.
It is vaguely visible that A Biao's shoulders are shaking.
The defense is broken.
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Wanli Time and Space.
Shenyang, Liaodong Province, the place where the army that conquered the slaves returned home.
Dawn breaks once again, and a few rays of morning light break through the thick heavy clouds and fall on this land.
In the suburban school grounds of this small town, several large prisoner of war camps were temporarily set up to hold Jurchen prisoners of war. The pigtails inside all looked depressed, waiting for their unknown fate.
The number of Jurchen prisoners of war imprisoned is actually not that many.
This is really thanks to Chang Yuchun’s quick hands.
First, more than 6,000 Nurhachi's cavalry were captured, and later, together with the West Route Army and the North Route Army, Nurhachi's 30,000 main infantry were defeated under an encirclement and attack, and the number of prisoners was about 17,000.
Added up one after another, there are more than 24,000 people in total.
At Chang Shiwan's order, more than 24,000 Jurchen pigtails, except for the Houjin nobles of Huang Taiji's level, were all beheaded, and their heads were chopped off as military exploits for the soldiers.
Wang Yangming tried to stop this.
After all, although Sage Yangming was extremely cunning on the battlefield, once the war was over, he was still unwilling to kill more people.
But obviously, in the eyes of Chang Shiwan, the most powerful general who founded the country, Wang Yangming, a later saint, is not ranked high. It can be said that except for Lao Zhu’s will and Xu Da’s suggestion, no one can speak in front of Chang Yuchun. None of it works.
As for the blackening of Zhu Qizhen.
He didn't care about the life or death of these prisoners at all. If he hadn't been too tired from chopping people (both machetes had curled blades), plus he was a little injured, he would have even wanted to go up and chop a few of them himself.< /p>
As a result, the only prisoners of war who were brought back to Shenyang were actually the Eight Banners Guards who followed Nurhachi back to Hetuala, and the tens of thousands of Jurchen braids in the city of Hetuala.
It’s probably just over ten thousand.
Of course, these prisoner-of-war camps were used to hold ordinary prisoners.
Those princes and nobles of the Later Jin Dynasty, all of whom had high status, naturally had to be treated differently and were locked up separately, and in a very special place.
The arena in the school field.
Along the entire square arena, which is five feet long and wide, there are cages one after another, each spaced about half a foot apart.
Including Nurhachi, Huang Taiji, Mang Gurtai and the five ministers, each person has an independent room.
Enjoy luxury and aristocratic treatment.
The bodies of these braided nobles were locked in cages, with handcuffs and leg irons, but their heads were outside the cage, and they could not even drink water.
Moreover, the whole person was kneeling. Due to the height limit of the cage, he could not stand up at all.
"Father, you must cheer up!"
"Even if Hetuala is lost, I, the Jurchen, still have other tribes and hundreds of thousands of tribesmen loyal to Father Khan. As long as Father Khan can escape and as long as Father Khan can survive, there will definitely be a chance to make a comeback."
In the iron cage in the middle, Nurha's bare hands and feet were tightly shackled with heavy shackles, her hair was disheveled, and she looked depressed.
Of course, compared to the physical pain at this moment, the inner suffering is even more torture.
When he led the remnant army to the city of Hetuala, he found that his hometown had been raided, when he found that no matter how hard he beat him, he couldn't wake himself up, when he was forced to accept that he had indeed been ruthlessly played and ravaged by a bunch of "ancestors of the Ming Dynasty" After some time.
His spirit and will completely fell into depression.
Niang Xipi, you are so bullying!
This is definitely bullying my old slave, no one in my family has any ancestors!
"Comeback."
The old slave listened to his son Huang Taiji's words and sneered at the corner of his mouth. He just thought it was an uninteresting joke. He had already become a prisoner of such a subordinate. He had lost all his underwear. How could he talk about it? , another hammer.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the wisps of sunlight breaking through the clouds.
The heavy snow is still falling.
From the beginning to the end of this battle, the heavy snow seemed to never stop.
"This year's snow has been falling for a really long time."
He is already sixty years old this year. As the saying goes, people become rarer when they reach sixty.
At this age, among ordinary people, they are already old enough to live in retirement.
"Great Khan, there are craftsmen we have arranged in advance in Shenyang City. If we are in trouble, none of these craftsmen will be able to survive. They will definitely find a way to rescue the Khan."
"Khan must hold on, don't let your heart despair!"
There was excitement in his words, and the speaker was Niu Gulu Eyidu, one of the five ministers. He had a big beard. This old boy started his business following Nurhachi at the age of thirteen, and he definitely belongs to the early investment group.
The surname Niu Colu is familiar to many people in later generations.
This is mainly due to the women of Niu Gulu, each one is more powerful than the other.
There were only about twenty queens in the entire Qing Dynasty, but the Niu Gulu family alone had six queens, occupying a quarter of them.
For example, Kangxi’s wife, Empress Xiao Zhaoren.
Another example is Qianlong's mother, Empress Xiaoshengxian, and thanks to the second creation of film and television dramas, she also has a very foreign nickname, Huan Huan.
Nurhachi glanced at this old brother who was three years younger than him. He was thinking, even if he really escaped from this cage, what would happen?
The Ming dynasty is so stubborn that it took two hundred years of imperial rule to get a wild boar skin like itself that has not yet developed.
And since you can do it to yourself the first time, who can guarantee whether you will do it to yourself the second time?
Is it possible that after another twenty years of hard work and a comeback at the age of eighty, I will be imprisoned in this miserable place again? Is it possible that I will be teased and humiliated mercilessly again?
Now Nurhaci feels like laughing when he thinks back to this battle and his experiences in the past few days.
I am like a monkey, being fooled from beginning to end.
And his intuition told him.
The person who was playing tricks on him like this was definitely not anyone in the Five-Road Army, but the people behind the Five-Road Army, the people who really made strategic arrangements for the Five-Road Army.
"Er Yidu."
Nurhachi looked at Niu Gulu Eyidu, who was separated from him by a cage, and asked.
"Who is the commander of the Ming army in this battle?"
The words fell.
Huang Taiji, Mang Gurtai and other Beile who were imprisoned on the left and right sides of Nurhachi all looked stunned.
Because the issue of the Ming army’s commander-in-chief had been discussed in the Yamen before the troops were sent out, and there was no objection to the fact that Zhu Changluo, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, was the Ming army’s commander-in-chief.
After all, for the Crown Prince of Ming Dynasty to be the commander-in-chief, this standard is already extremely high.
"It's absolutely impossible to be the prince of the Ming Dynasty."
"Although I have never met Zhu Changluo, this son has never been favored by Wanli, let alone such an outstanding talent."
Nurhachi took a deep breath.
He absolutely did not believe that he would be defeated in the hands of such a Ming Dynasty prince who had not even read a book for several years. Now he carefully reviewed it and found that the person who formulated this strategy had both military talent and strategic skills.
Meticulous and sophisticated, unparalleled in ancient and modern times.
Every step I make is calculated with extreme precision.
One step at a time, one pitfall after another, and pitfalls can kill people.
"Father, someone is coming."
Mang Gurtai said anxiously.
All the braided nobles, including Nurhachi, looked at him after hearing this.
I saw a large number of people appearing from the arched stone cave door on the left side of the arena.
As soon as this group of people appeared, the gang of Houjin pigtails who were locked in the cage immediately stared at them in confusion.
‘Why are there so many people wearing dragon robes and python robes?!’
Although they have pigtails, the nobles in the pigtails are naturally somewhat knowledgeable, and the Jianzhou Jurchens have always had a high degree of Chineseization.
Although I have never worn dragon robes and python robes, I have definitely seen them before.
Their psychology is even more clear. Wearing a python robe in the Ming Dynasty can be understood as a meritorious prince. But except for the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, no one can wear a dragon robe. Even the prince of the Ming Dynasty who wears a dragon robe is a rebel.
Nurhachi also understood this, so he was surprised.
From the moment this group of people appeared, his eyes were fixed on the person walking in front.
His intuition told him that this person was the one who was really controlling this battle behind the scenes!
After Lao Zhu and his group of emperors and princes all appeared, Chang Yuchun and other generals followed them in.
The appearance of this group of people instantly transformed the stunned Houjin nobles in these cages into panic.
Because they were defeated and captured by this group of warriors, and that feeling of fear lingers in their hearts.
Lao Zhu entered the room with an indifferent expression and walked straight to Nurhachi's cage step by step with a steady pace.
With his hands behind his waist, Lao Zhu lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Nurhaci, who was imprisoned and kneeling in front of him.
Nurhachi also looked up and looked directly into Lao Zhu's eyes.
These two eyes looked at each other across two dynasties.
Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, Taizu of the Qing Dynasty.
"Nurhachi."
Lao Zhu faintly called out Nurhachi's name.
"Zhu Yuanzhang."
Even Nurhachi himself did not expect the moment when he met the eyes of the person in front of him.
The name Zhu Yuanzhang appeared in his mind automatically in an instant, and he blurted it out almost subconsciously.
The word "Zhu Yuanzhang" came out of Nurhachi's mouth.
The expressions of the other braided nobles in the cages all changed with shock, and their eyes instantly fell on Lao Zhu.
Of course they know what this name represents, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty! Taizu of the Ming Dynasty!
Huang Taiji was even more confused when he heard this. At this moment, he even gave up in his heart the idea of persuading his father not to give up.
Damn, what the hell is this!
I originally thought that the appearance of Chang Yuchun or Qi Jiguang would be outrageous and perverted, but I didn’t expect that a Ming Taizu was created for me now. This is no longer the category of bullying!
"Let him out and give him a full meal."
Lao Zhu just glanced at Nurhachi indifferently, left a word, then turned around and walked towards the viewing platform set up in front of the ring. Senior Brother Xian Ji Boying was already sitting on this viewing platform.
With a cup of steaming Laobanzhang in my hand, I admire the swaying snow scene.
Not bad.
The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow.
Following Lao Zhu's order, Nurhaci was immediately released from the cage, his hand and foot shackles were untied, and he was quickly served a fragrant roasted leg of lamb and a jug of good wine. p>
"Father, be careful..."
Before Mang Gurtai could say the word "poison", Nurhaci had already picked up the leg of lamb and raised the wine pot.
Eat big chunks of meat and drink big gulps.
Gulu.
The fifth son of Nurhachi could not help but swallow his saliva when he smelled the aroma of roasted lamb legs in the air.
It smells so good, I really want to eat it.
At this moment, Nurhachi's calmness is quite amazing. This is the style that creates a generation's foundation.
Even if you are in a desperate situation, you can still be calm and calm.
Observation stand.
Two chairs.
Lao Zhu sat next to Ji Boying, while the other emperors and princes stood behind him in rows according to seniority.
"Brother, what can you tell us?"
Sitting on another chair with a smile, Lao Zhu picked up another cup of Lao Ban Zhang and took a sip happily.
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu and spoke after a moment.
"Try not to get hurt."
In fact, Ji Boying himself did not agree with Lao Zhu's use of this method to prove that the Ming Dynasty was better than the Qing Dynasty.
After all, any duel, especially such a 1V1 duel mode, is full of risks, and there is a certain possibility of injury.
Once Lao Zhu is injured, it will inevitably have a huge impact on Guo Zuo in Hongwu time and space.
"Brother, don't worry. It's just a slave creation. How can it hurt us?"
"We came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood."
Lao Zhu closed his mouth, drank all the Lao Ban Zhang in the cup, and then stood up.
He strode straight off the viewing platform and onto the ring.
At this time.
Sitting on the ground with only bones left on a leg of lamb, Nurhachi was already full and drunk. At this moment, he understood what was going on and understood Zhu Yuanzhang's intention to duel with him.
The originally depressed eyes were full of fighting spirit.
Wouldn’t it be great to be able to fight Ming Taizu before his death, and even drag Ming Taizu to be buried with him!
The old slave drank the pot of wine in his hand in one gulp.
"It's so happy! It's so happy!"
Then, Nurhachi swung the wine bottle in his hand, stood up, and strode onto the ring, five feet away from Lao Zhu.
This moment.
The eyes of everyone present, whether it is the emperors and princes of the Ming Dynasty on the viewing platform, or the nobles imprisoned in the cage, their eyes are all focused on the ring.
Ming Taizu VS Qing Taizu.
This kind of duel across eras and dynasties has passed through this village, and even after searching the entire Internet, there is no such store.
"Zhu Yuanzhang, you created the Ming Dynasty."
"And I created Daikin."
"I am convinced after losing to you on the battlefield."
"In terms of commander's talent, I am not as good as you."
Thinking of this battle, after Nurhachi reviewed it, he knew in his heart that even if he had to fight it again, the outcome would not change. At most, he would not lose so miserably.
"But."
"In terms of personal prowess, you are not as good as me."
Nurhachi entered the ring with a ferocious look on his face, and violently tore his upper body clothes apart, revealing his strong six-pack abs, pectoralis major and biceps.
This old slave is over sixty years old, but he still has such a strong figure.
I'm afraid that if a twenty-year-old boy received a punch, he would be stunned for a long time.
On the viewing platform, Ji Boying frowned.
Judging from the characteristics of his body alone, Lao Zhu has already lost.
Nurhachi is half a head taller than Lao Zhu, and with his six-pack abs, biceps, and pectoralis major, it is enough to make up for the ten-year age difference between the two.
Thinking about it in his mind, he has already made a plan.
If Lao Zhu is really in danger of life and death, it is better to get Lao Zhu away directly than to be beaten half to death by Nurhaci in the ring.
Moreover, they are surrounded by their descendants, so the one who was beaten cannot afford to lose face.
After Nurhachi withdrew Uesugi, the eyes of these princes and princes on the viewing platform became even more intense.
Even the younger ones, such as Xiao Zhusi, Yongle Xiaozhu, and the two Zhu Houzhao, are always ready to rush forward in case something happens to Grand Ancestor.
"Ancestors, don't worry."
On the contrary, it was Zhu Changluo, the crown prince of Wanli Time and Space, who smiled mysteriously at this moment.
"We have already made arrangements on the stage. I am here to assure you ancestors that nothing will happen to Grand Ancestor."
At the same time.
When these braided nobles in the cage saw Nurhachi showing off his strong body, they all roared with excitement, their expressions became more excited than the others, and they all shouted in Jurchen dialect that they could not understand.
A blind guess would be "Fuck Zhu Yuanzhang to death", "The Khan is invincible", "..." and other motivational words. After all, people are locked up and can only live by mouth.
"Shut them up."
Old Zhu Di glanced at the pigtails in the cage, his eyes cold and indifferent.
The words fell.
Chang Yuchun made a gesture, and the Liaodong sergeants next to these cages had a ruthless look in their eyes, and they all drew their swords.
Including Huang Taiji, the scalps on the heads of these pigtails were cut off by force, and the money rat tails were lifted off. Some of them were not precise in their knife skills, and their skulls were almost lifted off after missing a few points.
, a bloody mess.
However, I didn’t dare to speak out in pain.
Because those who cried out in pain had their heads chopped off the next moment as soon as their voices came out.
Anyway, these braided heads are outside the cage, so there is no need to even take aim.
On the stage.
"Dajin."
When Lao Zhu heard this, he sneered.
He raised his eyes and looked at Nurhachi with disdain in his eyes.
"Who do you think you are, that you deserve to be compared with me?"
Say it.
Lao Zhu also ignored Nurhachi.
He turned around and picked the most common Yanling saber from the weapon rack without hesitation.
In Lao Zhu's view, it doesn't matter what weapon you use, or whether you have six-pack abs. What matters is being quick, accurate, ruthless, and killing with one blow.
Nurhachi also turned around and looked at the weapons rack.
He had already made up his mind. It was impossible to run away this time, and there was absolutely no chance of making a comeback.
In this case, let's give it a go and use all our strength to hammer this Ming Taizu to death.
In this way, he can be regarded as destroying the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty!
Take a deep breath.
Nurhachi glanced at the weapons rack that had been put aside in advance, and according to his habit, his eyes fell on a Mongolian scimitar among them.
Hold the handle of the knife.
The moment he picked up the knife, the old slave's expression suddenly changed.
‘???’
‘Why is this knife so light?!’
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PS: I was really busy yesterday, and when I realized it, it was already early in the morning, so I simply didn’t publish the leaflet and posted the good news in the update~
With the blessings and blessings of all brothers, mother and child are safe, and they have a baby boy~
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