In the scorching heat of summer, in front of the Qing army's imperial tent, the pale-faced Huang Taiji was wrapped in a mink fur brocade robe. He tightened his collar from time to time, but he could not hide the cold feeling that was stronger than the other.
The southern flank was attacked by Zhending reinforcements and was already shaken. The northern flank was attacked by Li Guo's ambush. Wu Sangui was attacked from the front and back. Although he had the advantage in strength, his morale collapsed. He was even more helpless on the left and right, and was almost destroyed.
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On the central front where the main force was fighting, the infantry of the Shun army had already broken into the Qing army's front. Duduo was frightened and repeatedly sent people to kneel down in front of the imperial tent to beg for reinforcements from Huang Taiji. The battle situation was urgent, so he would wait for a moment or two.
, may lead to the sudden collapse of the Qing Dynasty.
However, Huang Taiji still didn't move.
What is he waiting for?
Even Hong Chengchou was extremely anxious. The sweat on his forehead kept falling like raindrops on the soil in front of him, actually wetting several inches in front of him, making people feel how critical and tense the atmosphere was.
Huang Taiji finally asked: "Have all the bandits been gone? Li Zicheng has been running rampant in the world for a long time. Before the bandits can be swept out in full force, I have to leave some backup."
Fan Wencheng replied: "Your Majesty, a strange force of bandits is lying in the green gauze tent in the north of the battlefield. Taking advantage of Wu Sangui's unpreparedness, it has penetrated the northern flank of the front and defeated Liu Zeqing. Gao Er's troops and horses are like a broken bamboo, and they are heading straight towards Guan Ning.
Among the soldiers, it is extremely powerful to kill the general and seize the flag."
The survival of Wu Sangui and Guan Ning's army was closely related to Hong Chengchou's future political status within the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, Hong Chengchou was of course extremely worried about Wu Sangui's life and death at this time. His anxious look showed that he had completely lost his temper.
With his calm demeanor, he actually urged Huang Taiji and said:
"Time waits for no one, time waits for no one, Your Majesty. If we don't use our troops at this moment, the intruders will show off their power and spirit, and seize the spirit of our generals and the fighting spirit of our soldiers. Even if there are magic soldiers coming by then, they will not be able to fight."
The spirit of return to heaven. The storm is coming. Your Majesty, in this critical moment of survival, please send troops immediately to save the situation!"
Like Fan Wencheng, Ganglin, a Manchurian who was also a bachelor of the three academies of the Qing Dynasty, heard Hong Chengchou's rude words and immediately reprimanded:
"The Great Khan has his own opinions, how dare you say anything against it!"
Huang Taiji did not listen carefully to what these people were saying. His eyes looked far and wide. His eyes were not only limited to Li Zicheng, but also looked up and down the Yellow River and the world.
, where will the fate of hundreds of thousands of Manchus in the next two hundred years be pinned?
In a daze, the scenery in front of Huang Taiji suddenly turned aside, from fluttering green grass and wild deer in the reeds to the Liaodong wilderness of white mountains and black waters.
On the dry and cold snow, the ground was covered with white frost and biting cold. Huang Taiji could only feel the cold wind penetrating into his internal organs. The stars were shining all over the sky, and the stream was flowing rapidly among the ice floes. The stag and the frightened beast were running in the forest.
Suddenly, the thick frost and snow accumulated on the trees were shaken off, causing a crackling sound.
The ancestors of Jianzhou, who were playing eagles and ball games, were preparing to go hunting. Several servants who looked familiar to Huang Taiji were saddled on Nurhachi's horses and chopping firewood for cooking. Meng Guzhezhe, who was born in the Yehenala family,
Also among the servants, she was packing the clothes and armor of Tianming Khan. She was Nurhachi's young wife and Huang Taiji's mother who died early when he was young.
"ah!"
Huang Taiji wanted to call his mother, but found that he couldn't make any sound. The ancestors of Jianzhou had already mounted their horses and galloped. They fought continuously in the mountain cities and opened up the country of Houjin in this bitter and cold world.
Basically, the leader of the warriors was Hong Taiji's eldest brother Hongbatulu Chuying. He was not afraid of dangers, went into battle wearing armor, led his troops to advance rapidly, and conquered dozens of villages.
But in the blink of an eye, Hou Jin's warriors fell under Huang Taiji's secret arrow. Huang Taiji suddenly felt a tightness in his legs. He lowered his head and took a closer look, and suddenly saw his eldest brother Chu Ying, who was holding on tightly with blood streaming from his eyes.
own ankles.
"Mrs. Hong! You are such a wolf-hearted person, you have alienated my father and my son, and destroyed the Jin Dynasty. How can you still have the nerve to live in this world!"
Then the scenery in front of Huang Taiji suddenly turned aside, from the mountain stream of Liaodong where floating ice drifted, to the hall of Jianzhou people. He saw Abahai, the mother of Dorgon who was forced to death by him, sitting quietly.
Boil soup in the center of the hall, and beckon Huang Taiji to come up and have a drink with him.
Huang Taiji's feet seemed to be still tightly grasped by Chu Ying, and they seemed to be frozen by the cold ice in Liaodong, unable to move. Then the expression of Concubine Abahai became ferocious and terrifying, and her nails became longer and longer.
The longer it gets, the more it looks like a wild beast.
Abahai's voice was no longer as cute as Huang Taiji remembered it. Blood seemed to spurt out of her mouth and splashed on Huang Taiji's face:
"Hong Tai, I put everything on you, why did you frame me and Daishan? Why did you force me to death and let me be buried for the old Khan? You have forgotten everything you have ever said to me.
Did you make a promise?"
Before Huang Taiji could answer, a man holding a sword appeared in front of Abahai. He was convicted and imprisoned by Huang Taiji after the Battle of Four Cities, and finally killed Erbeile Amin in prison.
Amin pointed his sword at Huang Taiji and angrily shouted: "I pacified North Korea for you, and I supported you as the Great Khan with Daishan. How could you murder me? We are brothers in vain!"
Huang Taiji's eyes were in severe pain, and his blood was rising. His throat seemed to be bitten by poisonous insects, and every inch of skin on his body seemed to be suffering from Ling Chi.
The extreme pain caused Tian Conghan to sink deeply into the Abi Hell. He wanted to say something to defend himself in front of these wronged souls, but in the end, Huang Taiji only understood more about what he had done in his life.
, and never allow others to comment.
"My heart and my actions are as clear as a clear mirror; everything I do is righteous."
Huang Taiji drew out the sword from his waist and assassinated the eldest brother Chu Ying, the eldest concubine Abahai and the second Beile Amin one by one without any hesitation.
Until the corpses and blood in front of him gathered together, the father who had left a heroic, invincible, arrogant and stupid figure in Huang Taiji's memory, Tianming Khan and Nurhachi, finally appeared in front of him.
Nurhachi laughed loudly: "For the sake of destiny, I swung my sword to kill Nikan. If Nikan is not dead, Jianzhou will not be prosperous. Hong Tai, you did a good job, you did the right thing! These people should be killed, their wives, children, and brothers.
, they all should be killed. If you don’t kill them, how can we establish our state? You will have to kill more Nikans in the future to restore the great cause of Dajin."
Huang Taiji coughed violently several times. What he did, all the despicable and shameless plots, and all the bloody and cruel massacres, were all to enable the Jurchens who were struggling to survive in the black waters of the white mountains outside the Pass, so that these people of Shen could
Have an extremely happy and healthy home.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to kill his wife, children, brothers and sisters, and he did not hesitate to use the bones of hundreds of thousands, millions, or tens of millions of Nikan Han people to pave the way to the sacred road leading to the happy country of the Manchus.
"Li Zicheng, the person who will leave his name in history... will never be you."
Huang Taiji put the sword back into its sheath. Fan Wencheng, Hong Chengchou, Gang Lin and others who were shocked by his sudden behavior did not know why and knelt on the ground.
A flush of blood rushed to Huang Taiji's face, making his complexion look particularly radiant.
"Has Li Zicheng already invaded the vicinity of the Chinese army?"
Fan Wencheng replied: "The King of Yu has asked for help many times, but his strength is exhausted. The enemy's Chinese army is very powerful, and it seems that it has the potential to directly attack our Qing soldiers and horses."
Huang Taiji chuckled and said: "Li Zicheng has fallen into my trap. If the trapped beast falls into the trap, he will die."