Huang Taiji reined in his horse, and the surrounding soldiers stopped.
Three big flags, yellow and yellow, and red, fluttered behind them, followed by billowing smoke and dust, followed by a large number of cavalry.
"Is there any news from the detective?"
Huang Taiji asked.
"Sweat, not yet."
Said a wrapper.
"How many batches of exploration horses have been sent?"
Huang Taiji frowned.
"Great Khan, there were sixteen groups of expeditions, and no one came back."
The wrapping voice was a little shaky.
"A bunch of trash!"
Huang Taiji whipped Bao Yi's body.
"Usually everyone shows off his power, but he can't do such a small thing well."
I was sweating coldly and didn't dare to make a sound.
Huang Taiji looked at the lush green woods in the distance and felt a hint of crisis.
He lifted his nose and sniffed, and seemed to smell something dangerous.
"Let's go, the rear team becomes the front team, retreat!"
Huang Taiji turned around and prepared to retreat.
From being a prince to becoming a great Khan, he relied on caution.
Not one of the sixteen batches of exploring horses returned, which in itself means that the front is unusual.
He will never take any personal risk.
Just when he turned around and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a strong wind hit, and the feet shook violently.
Many horses were frightened and were spinning around in circles. The Eight Banners soldiers tried their best to control the sitting horses and make them calm down.
However, at this moment, a crack opened in the ground beneath his feet, and thick roots protruded from it. Chains spread to both sides, and all the cavalry encountered by the chains were entangled.
As for Huang Taiji, he was entangled by a single chain.
The entangled person quickly turned into a mummy.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Huang Taiji's eyes were full of confusion. His body was rapidly drying up, and the blood and life in his body were rapidly draining away. He felt that he was aging rapidly, from a young man who was showing great ambitions to a decrepit old man. p>
As he was dying, he seemed to see a big tree walking towards him from a distance, with dried bodies hanging on its branches.
There are the detective horses he sent out, Dashun soldiers, and even Li Zicheng...
Zhang Tuohai desperately used chains to catch those Eight Banners soldiers, intending to get more blood and lives before they escaped.
Not enough. After all, the Eight Banners are cavalry, and they are a fast group. Zhang Tuohai hurriedly stopped more than 20,000 of them, and the rest ran away.
"Next time, I'll kill all your horses first."
Watching the Eight Banners soldiers leaving, Zhang Tuohai inspected the harvest.
After absorbing so many Eight Banners soldiers, his locust tree body expanded a lot, from the original height of seven to eight meters to more than 20 meters. The trunk has also become much thicker, and now four people cannot wrap around the trunk. Of course, for Zhang Tuohai, the biggest improvement was Huang Taiji's dragon vein luck.
After this transformation of dragon vein luck, the leaves of his locust tree body changed.
Every time a person is eaten, a leaf will grow, and the leaf will have the face of the person being eaten.
As long as he needs it, he can activate the wailing skill.
This is a range skill. Tens of thousands of resentful souls cry together, which can make those who hear it miserable and lose the ability to move.
Looking at this new skill, Zhang Tuohai was very satisfied.
If this skill had come earlier, those Eight Banners wouldn’t have let go.
"Count your luck!"
Zhang Tuohai snorted coldly and thought about the way out.
His main mission is to survive the coming of the devil.
He must accumulate enough strength before the devil comes.
The best way to improve your strength is to absorb blood and life.
Especially the dragon vein luck, this is the top priority.
Where to find dragon vein luck?
Zhang Tuohai thought that the closest place to here was Gaoli.
The Li dynasty is still there. Although the royal family of the Li dynasty is very weak, it is still the recognized emperor.
"There should be some dragon vein luck, right?"
Zhang Tuohai decided to go and have a look.
The huge locust tree uprooted its roots and walked towards the distance.
The escaping Eight Banners soldiers galloped all the way towards Shengjing.
When I was about to arrive in Shengjing, I saw Dorgon face to face.
"I have seen Prince Heshuo!"
When the leading Eight Banners soldiers saw Dorgon, they immediately dismounted and knelt on the ground.
"Didn't you go with the Great Khan to conquer the capital? Why are you here? Where is the Great Khan?"
Dorgon looked at the embarrassed people in front of him, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"Could it be said that the Great Khan fell in the capital? No way. According to the spy reports, the Ming Dynasty capital is weak and the city defenses are empty. Even if it cannot be defeated, the Great Khan will not be trapped in it. Could it be that he collided with Li Zicheng?" p>
"Prince, the Great Khan has passed away."
The leading Eight Banners soldier immediately recounted what happened.
At the end, he added: "It's not that we are not brave, it's just that the tree demon is too scary and we really can't defeat it."
"Humph, the master is dead, how can you slaves Baoyi have the honor to live? Come on, chop them all down."
Dorgon rolled his eyes and said coldly.
Hearing this, the soldiers behind him took out the scimitars from their waists and slashed at these people.
Even if these people saw the shining knife, they would not dare to resist.
Because now they have to die by themselves. If they resist, their whole family will be exterminated, and there will be no mercy.
For the lives of their people, they had no choice but to die by themselves.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Dorgon snorted coldly, feeling an indescribable sense of relief in his heart.
He has been competing with Huang Taiji for the position of Great Khan. In terms of military merit, he is no worse than Huang Taiji. Why is it that the Great Khan is Huang Taiji and not him?
Now that Huang Taiji is dead, it seems that it is his turn to take the position of Great Khan.
The reason for killing Huang Taiji's Bao Yi was partly because of the ancestral system, and partly to prevent them from spreading the news, which would not be conducive to his seizing the throne.
Now, he has a head start.
"Let's form a team and return to Shengjing!"
Dorgon rode back towards Shengjing.
Through mental calculation and unintentional calculation, Dorgon successfully grabbed the coveted Khan position.
However, the banner leaders are basically still there, and their troops are not damaged. On the surface, they just pinch their noses to recognize him, but secretly they are not very optimistic about this big Khan.
Dorgon had already anticipated this situation.
To a certain extent, the Eight Banners is a kind of tribal alliance. If you want everyone to recognize you, you have to let everyone live a good life.
How to live a good life?
Grab it!
As long as Dorgon takes them to find a place to grab a fat sheep, then all the problems will be non-problems.
So which fat sheep should you grab?
If it were before, Dorgon would not hesitate and would definitely choose Daming. After all, he has internal support and can do anything easily.
But, now, Huang Taiji has just fallen in the Ming Dynasty, and there are also tree demons and Li Zicheng, Dorgon is a little unsure about that.
In comparison, the Li dynasty is better.
"It's you!"
Dorgon made up his mind, and on the day he was crowned Great Khan, he led the Eight Banners elites to kill Goryeo.
