Being a hero is very popular, and it is a great pleasure to enjoy.

Wei Xiaoqiansui is no exception. He always had a dream in his heart, wanting to learn martial arts in Shaolin, Songshan... Flying on the eaves and climbing on the walls...

Throughout history, heroes have been lonely, and every time they appear, they will shock the world. Therefore, quietness is foreseeable. Because the quieter the scene is, the more it can set off the hero's majestic heroic posture.

I am a hero, and my tallness and majesty are my innate traits.

The good minister is sure that no one is as cool as him at the moment.

Of course, this is his own feeling. How others think...is it important? It doesn't matter.

Nurhaci, come out quickly and stop hiding!

Who dares to stand upright? Only Wei Liangchen!

Liangchen has shown his best side in his life. Now it depends on whether the opponent is in harmony.

The so-called red flowers need green leaves to match.

At this moment, the flowers are pretty enough, it depends on whether the leaves are green enough.

Quiet, very quiet.

A young man was riding quietly on the horse, watching quietly, and waiting quietly.

But he was almost unable to hold on.

Things like thrill have no real form. In ordinary people, the word "blood" is most reflected in blood. Most of the things "blood" refer to being confused. Therefore, they have time-consuming effects.

It was too quiet, so quiet that Wei Xiaoqiansui suddenly realized that the braided soldiers around him were no longer background walls, but real people, and these people were holding guys who could kill him.

Did I be too pretentious just now?

The answer is obviously.

After understanding this, Xiao Qiansui was a little difficult to get off the tiger. He looked around and saw the flags of four colors, white, blue, red and yellow, densely packed, but he didn't know which flag Nurhaci was under.

What was Nurhaci thinking at this time? Why didn’t he come out for a long time? What would he say and do after he came out? Will he say nothing and ask someone to shoot himself, the enemy who killed his son?

In just a short period of time, Liangchen thought a lot. Soon, he found that the more he thought, the less confident he had just now, and he also doubted whether his actions were effective.

After hesitating for more than ten seconds, Liangchen reexamined the quiet scene he made.

The arrow has already come out of the string, so how can I say that I will turn around?

Do it!

Can you, Nurhaci, really have the courage to kill me?

Liangchen straightened his chest, and his big bear-skinned jacket covered him tightly, invisibly making his figure look a little taller.

Liangchen is still patient because he believes that the one who is impatient must not be himself.

Whether it is scheming, ruthless, or angry, Nurhaci always has to come out and put a real seal. He must make his own voice, otherwise he will definitely wear this big hat.

So, he couldn't bear it for long.

I don't know if it was a dazzle or an illusion, but Liangchen suddenly saw a light ray of light shook his eyes in front of him.

That was not a dazzling halo, but a long sword in the hand of a braided soldier reflected under the reflection of the sun.

However, this reflection attracted Liangchen's attention because he found that the hundreds of braided soldiers there were very different from the braided soldiers around him.

Specifically, the braided soldiers around were mostly cotton armor, but the hundreds of braided soldiers were iron armor, and each of them wore a pointed helmet. The armor outside seemed to be covered with white paint, and they looked like white armored soldiers.

Bayala?

Liangchen thought of the legendary elite Bayala of the Later Jin Dynasty (Fengyala). It is said that these Bayala were composed of the best soldiers who drew out ten bows and horses from each Niulu. They were the elite of the elite soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty, with a total of about a thousand people, of which 30% were Baiyala and 70% were Hongyala.

Baiyala is Nurhaci's personal bodyguard, while Hongjiala is the guards of various Belles. In wartime, he can be used as a suicide vanguard and as a supervisor.

During the Ming Dynasty's previous battles with the Later Jin Dynasty, a few Bayalas could defeat even thousands of Ming troops above, which shows the skills and courage of these Bayalas.

Then, if these white-armored soldiers were the legendary Baiyala, Nurhaci would definitely be among them.

Liangchen affirmed his guess. Although the overall formation of the white-armored soldiers looked very neat, and no white-armored soldiers seemed to move at a glance, as long as they stayed for a long time, they could still see someone in the crowd whispering something.

The sight of the officers leading the soldiers on both sides also confirmed Wei Liangchen's speculation that Nurhaci was indeed among these white-armored soldiers.

After realizing this, Wei Liangchen was surprised to find that he was no longer the place to pay attention to him, and everyone's eyes had already passed by him and fell among the white-armored soldiers.

Suddenly, a white-armored cavalry rode forward, then took out his horn and blew it into the air.

Amid the sound of the horn, braided soldiers from all directions turned over and got off the horse, knelt on one knee, and saluted at the sound of the horn.

The only one who didn't dismount was the Ming army. They seemed so lonely and so small among the crowd.

The horns also sounded at the head of Heituara City, as if countless soldiers and horses were still echoing this moment.

Amid the sound of the horn, someone took the lead and shouted first, and then a thunderous sound rushed straight over Heituara.

"Nurhaci, Nurhaci!..."

The braided soldiers shouted their Khan's name, and everyone's expression was so admiring and so excited.

The Ming army's war horses were frightened by the thunderous sound, and many war horses made neighing sounds. The Ming army was in a hurry and finally managed to control the frightened horse.

Amid the shouts, the white-armored soldiers ran out of the formation and divided into two wings. A white war horse was hunched and a man covered in armor slowly ran out of the team.

The moment the white horse appeared, the shouts became more and more shocking.

The knight immediately rushed forward about three feet and settled there. Then he raised his hand and the cheers disappeared instantly.

There was a silence outside the city again.

Liangchen was embarrassed and thought they were all pretending, but he didn't expect that he was pretending, but he was real.

Who is coming to you, you can even think of it with your butt.

Nourhaci, except him, has such a great influence in Jianzhou.

Every step forward in Nurhaci made Wei Liangchen feel extremely depressed and his breathing became very difficult.

This is a great man.

Putting aside race and stance, it is undeniable that Nurhaci is a master of this era.

Both good ministers who were human beings in their lives felt oppression, and Zheng Duo and the ten surrendered Japanese people were no exception. They stopped more than one meter away and never dared to take a step forward.

Nurhaci rushed towards Wei Liangchen, without escorts or subordinates, alone.

He did not show any horsemanship, but simply pulled off the reins, and the riding stopped in response.

However, the next scene shocked him again, and his chin almost dropped.
Chapter completed!