The three comrades, Leechange and Sarladin Sylar, are the biggest sponsors of Pingnu's war! The father-in-law ordered the big screen to praise him.

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"King Khan, it's really damn it! I'll capture him and execute him!"

More than an hour ago, when he learned that Jiahaling had fallen, the Ming army had already crossed Jiahaling to Niumaoling, He Heli was angry and anxious, and he was in a state of resentment and pulled the horse to chop the incompetent son alive.

"Stop it! What's the blame for this!" Nurhaci called out to his son-in-law, who was only two years younger than him. He could not have killed the one who was too much of the Jili.

Because Nurhaci loved Jili's mother very much, and was also his eldest daughter Dongguo. In the past, Nurhaci was fighting outside, and Dongguo's mother died early, and it was Dongguo's brothers such as Ju Ying and Daishan who were raised.

Therefore, even if Duojili made a huge mistake, Nurhaci, as Koromafa, could not have a murderous intention to do Duojili, and he would not make Dongguo sad.

"King Khan, once Jiahaling is lost, the Ming army will be able to go straight to Niumaoling without any obstacles. If you don't kill Duojili, who will be willing to obey the Eight Banners soldiers!"

He Heli said hello that he had been ruling people with good deeds and had clear rewards and punishments, and never followed anyone's personal advice. But Duoji is his own son after all, and his inner pain is unimaginable to outsiders. More importantly, he does not know where Duoji is, whether it is dead or alive.

"It's over here, what's the use of killing too many gifts?...You and I didn't expect that Ming Jun would come so quickly, what could he do with his child!"

Nurhaci waved his hand, and several personal soldiers waved their teeth and hurried forward to lead He Heli's mount to the side.

"King Khan, it's me, He Heli, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I,!" He Heli stomped his feet hatefully, feeling extremely guilty.

"Has my Dajin been defeated? Did my Eight Banners perish? What are you sorry for me? Did I lose Jiahaling and all my tens of thousands of Eight Banners soldiers be buried here!"

Nurhaci questioned several times, and stopped He Heli.

"Ama, the Ming army is here."

Little Ajige, who had been following Ama, pointed weakly towards the southeast, and the Ming army's shouts in the distance could be heard clearly.

The Eight Banners generals on the Khan's tent all changed their colors when they heard the Ming army's shouts.

"The Imperial Army is here, good, good,"

Nurhaci listened quietly for a moment, turned around and looked at everyone, and said, "Did you hear it? Are you scared?"

Everyone didn't know how to answer, and looked at Nurhaci one by one.

Nurhaci shook his head and said, "You heard it, but the more they call fiercely, the more they feel guilty."

"What does Khan mean?" Narcha, one of the sixteen ministers and the Minister of the Inlaid Red Flag Affairs, said inexplicably.

Nurhaci looked at Narcha and asked him, "If you were leading the army, you would be so arrogant and yelling, are you afraid that my Eight Banners soldiers would not know?"

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Narcha reacted and said with a "ah": "Yes, the Ming army is bluffing, and their main force has not arrived at all!"

He Heli and others woke up suddenly when they heard this. It was dark and windy at the moment. If the Ming army really came to help, they would not have to make any noise. They just had to approach quietly and caught the Eight Banners off guard. Why did they have to shout all over the sky?

"The Ming army is so yelling, just to report the news to you, Liu Jing on Niumaoling, so that they can persevere." He Heli breathed a sigh of relief. The news of Jiahaling's fall just now really shocked him.

"In the words of the Han people, this is called "Three Hundred Taws of silver here!" said Sirtai, one of the sixteen ministers and the Minister of Inlaid White Banner Affairs.

"The slaves also think so, King Khan should not worry too much."

Fan Wencheng, a Han scholar on the other side, also thought the same, but he didn't dare to say one thing, that is, no matter how many soldiers and horses the Ming army came, even if there were only one hundred people, it also means that the Huer Han tribe in Wunv Mountain in the east was finished.

However, the current situation is not a discussion of Huerhan's defeat.

"Since that's the case, what's so panic? It doesn't matter if Jiahaling is lost. Just take it back!"

Nurhaci lifted the whip and ordered with great spirit: "I ordered Manguertai and Tang to block the Ming army at any cost in the Duan River Valley. If a Ming army crossed their defense line, Ben Khan would have their heads!"

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Several white-armored soldiers carried torches and turned over to the horses and went to the two yellow flags to send a message.

"Don't worry about the Ming army coming to aid, they won't be able to make a comeback."

Nurhaci looked calm. He had fought for forty years and would not scare the Ming army's tricks.

Daishan, Amin, Abatai, Yarhaqi and others who were about to order to attack Niumaoling were told that they would ignore the Ming army in the southeast to continue to attack Liu Jing. The defeat of Zhenglan Banner and the defeat of Yingbai Banner were delivered at the same time.

"The Ming army has magic?"

After hearing what the person sent by Amin said, Nurhaci couldn't help but raise his hand and whip the other party, cursing: "What kind of magic is just the firearm of the Ming army! Go back and tell you the flag owner that I only have Niu Maoling and Liu Jing's head!"

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The Goshha who sent by Amin hurriedly covered his head and rushed back to the flag to report his life.

"You have also been hit by the Ming army's magic?" Nurhaci signaled the people sent by Abatai to speak in front of him.

The man approached, but he looked fearful and hesitant: "Go back to the Khan King, the Eleventh Prince... the Eleventh Prince was killed."

After saying that, the man instinctively wanted to retreat because he was afraid that the Khan, who had heard of the death of the Eleventh Prince, would whip him, and even slash him with anger.

However, there was no movement.

He secretly raised his eyes and looked at the Khan King and found that the Khan King's face looked very ugly, and the firelight was very yellow and yellow.

He Heli, Sirtai, Narcha, Li Yongfang and others also stared at Nurhaci in a daze. They couldn't believe that Eleventh Prince Babuhai died in battle.

The Khan's white-armored soldiers and the Goshhas also stood quietly, and no one dared to move.

This small world seemed to have been moved to the middle of the deep pool, so quiet that it could no longer be quiet.

"Ama, Eleventh Brother, is he dead?"

Little Ajige's question broke the rare silence.

Nurhaci did not answer Xiao Ajige, but just touched his head, his face was very haggard and painful.

Then, he waved to the red flag-inlaid Shit, "Go and tell Abatai, and then Ben Khan knows it, and let him find his brother's body."

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The news of the red flag was so undone that he was so amnesty that he ran away without looking back.

"King,"

He Heli looked at his father-in-law who was two years older than him with a concern. His father-in-law looked very bad now.

Siltai and the others were also worried, fearing that King Khan would not be able to stand the blow.

Nurhaci held on, he waved his hand to everyone, and said lightly: "I'm fine."

Then he stood up and calmly told everyone not to have to go to the various flags to help the battle.

"As long as I am in chaos in the Eight Banners, the Ming army will have no chance to take advantage of!"

Nurhaci believed that his judgment was correct, and that Wei Yan's troops could not have arrived at him. However, the subsequent series of urgent reports made Tianming Khan begin to doubt whether he was old.

"King Khan, Zhenghuang Banner reported urgently that they were attacked by Ming cavalry!"

"King, Zhenghongqi urgently reported that a large number of Ming troops are approaching from the river valley, and the two Beile are fighting to resist!"

"The blue flag of the inlaid and white flag of the inlaid failed to capture Niumaoling. The Ming general Liu Jing personally led his army down the mountain to counterattack. The inlaid and white flag could not resist. The seventh prince could only shrink his troops and strive to protect the camp."

"Zhenglan Banner reported urgently that they were also attacked from behind a Ming army, with unknown numbers!"

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A series of news made the Khan tent mess up. No one expected that the Ming army was not bluffing, and no one expected that the two yellow flags sent to intercept the Ming army could not block the opponent.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Fan Wencheng said, if the urgent reports from each banner were true, wouldn’t there be Ming troops in Niumaoling?

The situation on the battlefield has become that you have me and I have you?

This is a big chaos, a big chaos!

Everyone was anxious and they were in a mess. No one had ever experienced this situation, and no one knew how to deal with it.

"King King!"

Everyone was looking at their backbone.

Nurhaci was obviously confused by the chaos. Looking at the fire lights that appeared from all directions and listening to the shouts of killing from afar, he suddenly wanted to sit down, but instead of sitting, he reached out to hold his hand on a pine tree.

Everyone dared not speak out when they saw this.
Chapter completed!