"Kill him, kill him!" Master Hong was trembling in anger. He didn't even want his ancestors!

"The Eighth Prince has the ability to kill me, so why do you need to say too much?"

Talai sneered with a knife, and he didn't know who killed anyone now. If it were in the past, he was afraid of the Eighth Prince, after all, his father was Nurhaci. But now, he has left Jianzhou, and the Eighth Prince was the one appointed by Lord Wei, so he just happened to receive the merit after he caught him.

How could Jianzhou be compared with the Ming Dynasty? It is true that he was a Jurchen person, but in the Ming Dynasty, there were more Jurchen people who were officials, and even more Mongolians who were high-ranking officials. As long as he was willing to work hard, Talai believed that he would never be worse than in Jianzhou.

If you withdraw from ten thousand yuan, isn’t your eighth prince’s Ama the official of the Ming Dynasty? He was not the one who was a dog for the Ming Dynasty?

Why bother laughing at me, brother? You love the Xin Jueluo family that can be the dog of Mingren, why can't I do it?

Talai snorted coldly and waved his sword to slash at Master Hong. This knife was a hand, but he wanted to hurt the eighth prince and capture him alive.

Taizhu Hong learned riding and shooting with his father and elder brother Dai Shan since childhood, and practiced martial arts. Although he had never been on the battle formation, his skills were not bad. He avoided the attack of Talai with a slanted step.

Seeing that his master was in danger, the two personal soldiers, Goshha, forced him to retreat and face the enemy, hurried over to protect his master, and tried his best to slash Talai, but Talai retreated one by one.

The Ming army and Japanese slaves behind had already rushed over, surrounded by enemies from both sides of Jianzhou, and people were injured and fell to the ground from time to time.

As Jianzhou soldiers became fewer and fewer, Taizhu Hong was already in danger.

Several red-clothed flying tiger soldiers came to support Talai with knives from both sides. They surrounded the two personal soldiers of Taizhu Hong. The two Goshhas had no choice but to sway the knife and barely support them for a while. One was cut by a long knife, and the other was tripped by a rotten wood on the ground. Before he could get up, he cut off several knives.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Hong Taizhu saw that there were fewer enemy soldiers on the front right, he ran to the place without thinking. Seeing this, the other flag soldiers had the intention to resist. Two of them threw away their weapons and knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Who is Master Hong!"

Zheng Duo walked to a surrendered soldier with a knife and shouted loudly. He had only one task, which was to capture and kill Taizhu Hong. If he didn't kill this person, he would not be able to hand over the fault of Wei Sheren.

The surrendered soldier was so scared that he was no longer looking at him, but he was hesitant and refused to reveal who his master was.

Seeing this, Zheng Duo casually cut him over to the ground. Before the blade was placed on the neck of another surrendered soldier, the Jianzhou soldier was already scared and pointed at the escaped Tailor Hong and shouted: "Don't kill me, that's the Eighth Prince!"

Zheng Duo looked in his finger direction and saw a medium-sized young Jiannu running wildly.

Although the woods here are wide, the forest is covered with weeds, branches and thorns. Master Hong can still run fast, which shows that his skills are indeed agile.

However, it was really unlucky. A branch wrapped around his braid, causing the Hong Taizhu who was running wildly to be pulled, and his scalp was almost pulled. His pain made him cry and in his eyes.

He reached out and tried to break the branch, but it was extremely strong. In desperation, Master Hong took out the dagger given to him by Amanurhaci and cut off his braid.

I don’t want the hat anymore. If it weren’t for the small bunch of braids in the center of my scalp, I looked like a Han monk.

"Catch that Jiannu!"

Zheng Duo did not expect that Master Hong would run so fast, so he quickly shouted at his subordinates, looked at the surrendered Jianzhou soldiers, but did not kill him, but ignored him and left him and ran to Master Hong.

The Jianzhou surrendered soldiers knelt on the ground and did not dare to move. Their face was covered with blood. They did not move their stiff neck slightly until they confirmed that they had not been killed.

While I was glad that I saved my life, I was also ashamed and felt deeply ashamed of betraying myself.

With Zheng Duo's shouts, most of the Flying Tiger Taxmen chased towards Taizhu Hong. After the Ming army and the surrendered Japanese soldiers dealt with the flag soldiers in front of them, they also followed one after another.

"Brother Eighth, go quickly!"

Seeing the pursuers following, some people shouted, and then turned around and turned around to resist. Several other flag soldiers rushed towards the flying tiger soldiers guarding the horses on the other side of the river, trying to open a bloody road for their masters. However, like a fire-fighting moth, they were exhausted, screaming in an instant and fell to the ground.

Taizhu Hong's retreat was completely cut off, and at least hundreds of Ming troops and surrendered Japanese surrounded them. There were less than twenty Jianzhou soldiers following Taizhu Hong.

The encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, and there were fewer and fewer Jianzhou soldiers standing there. Finally, they leaned on each other, gasping for breath, and looking at the enemies coming from all directions in despair.

These flag soldiers had no idea of ​​surrendering at all. They had long since knelt down and surrendered. They knew there was no way to survive, so they just wanted to die with their master.

Even if he died, the Khan would take care of their families.

The trapped beasts are still fighting!

The White Banner Soldiers were originally the most elite banner of the four banners in Jianzhou. They were originally controlled by Shurhaqi, and Nurhaci was jealous. However, they never got the opportunity to take the White Banner into their own hands. It was not until the previous year that they found an excuse to seize the military power of Shurhaqi and handed over the elite Bai Banner to his eldest son Qian Ying.

The more than 200 flag soldiers brought by Master Hong and Fei Yanggu are all elite among the white flag soldiers, and those who can survive to this day are even more elite among the elite. Several of them are Nurhaci's personal soldiers.

At this time, these flag soldiers who had no way to survive resisted stubbornly, causing the Flying Tiger Army and the Japanese slaves who surrounded them to dare not really come forward. Because that means fighting for their lives.

"Wait for the gun soldiers to come up!"

The person who spoke was a general flag of the Changsheng Fort garrison. Zheng Duo and the captain of the Japanese surrendered team, both agreed with each other. Hundreds of people surrounded the less than ten people, and looked at them quietly, expressionlessly, sneered, or with bright eyes.

Taizhu Hong knew that the Ming army's muskets were powerful, and once those gunmen came up, he would have to die. His tears burst out from his eyes, looking at the brave Jianzhou warriors around him, he was unbearable to suffer.

....

"Sir, please wait!"

After defeating Wei Liangchen because it was difficult to get off the mountain road, Li Wei was busy, and from time to time he used a knife to cut branches in front of him, bent down to pick up sharp stones that might have pierced Wei Sheren.

Tian Gang disdained to do this and grinned from time to time.

Shen Lian and others followed silently without saying a word. Along the way, Shen Lianmo counted at least two hundred corpses of Jianzhou people. This made him very shocked. He didn't understand why so many Jianzhou people appeared here and even attacked Zhao Guoan with weapons.

Could it be that what Wei Sheren said was true that Nurhaci from Jianzhou really rebelled?

Shen Lian was confused. He was from the commander's mansion and had heard of the relationship between the commander and Jianzhou, so he did not believe that Nurhaci would rebel. But what he saw and heard in front of him was difficult for him to explain.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a mountain road, I'm not so precious." Wei Liangchen said this, and his eyes were full of praise when he looked at Li Wei.

It is difficult to be an official, but it is not easy to be an official. If you don’t understand the hardships of being an official, why should you become an official?

Now the sheep-headed sacrificial show is just like this. In the future, if you really make a fortune and become a little Qiansui, you must learn from Zhang Jiangling, build a sedan chair, and walk around the world.

Li Yongzhen did not come up, he was very honest and told Wei Liangchen that he was bleeding and could not stand it. After hearing this, Wei Liangchen was considerate of this father-in-law and asked him to calm down and Jiayin.

When I looked up, I saw a river at the foot of the mountain not far away. The river scenery between the mountains was pleasant. Wei Liangchen couldn't help but want to recite a poem, and asked his left and right: "Do you know what kind of river it is?"

"It is said that during the Song Dynasty, the prince of Jin once camped, so the locals called this river the Prince River." The person who spoke was Chen Lian.

"How dare you be the prince of a barbarian? "Wei Liangchen was very disdainful.

"Yes, how dare the barbarians call the crown prince? The prince river cannot be called again in the future, so they have to change their name. Well, it is rare to have a lover here. If you rely on your humble position, you might as well call him Sherenhe." Li Wei looked at Wei Liangchen with admiration.

"Oh..." Wei Liangchen waved his hand humbly, "How can this be achieved? The name of a place should be obtained by the people, and how can it be obtained by me."

"Don't worry, your reputation has spread throughout Liaodong. The Prince River has been renamed Sherenhe, and the people of Liaodong applauded."

"This matter still has to be decided by the local government."
Chapter completed!