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Volume 2 Disciples of the Great Way Chapter 23 Dorgon chases the murderer thousands of miles away, Qian Jiuyi becomes famous in the Northern Kingdom (1)

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    Qian Yiqun followed closely behind the Jurchen Rangers and did not kill anyone.

    The riders in front also knew that Qian Yiqun was staring at them, and they were upset in their hearts: We clearly separated so many roads, but you didn't chase anyone, but you came to chase us. Do we have any grudge against you?

    Qian Yiqun chose them for a simple reason. This team had the fewest people, and the direction they were running in had the most trees.

    A small number of people makes it easier to attack, and a large number of trees is beneficial to your own tactics.  Given these two powerful reasons, wouldn't it be wrong for Qian Yiqun not to pursue them?

    "Why is he chasing us and not letting go!" The Jurchen finally became angry.

    They may have forgotten that the purpose of dividing their troops was to hunt down the demon.

    That was after an ambush, and the situation became that the demons turned around and hunted them down.

    As a fighting race, they have no idea of ??stopping and fighting.  However, when they slowed down, Qian Yiqun also slowed down.  When they took out their bows and arrows, Qian Yiqun ducked behind a tree and disappeared.  When they started driving the horses again, Qian Yiqun would appear behind them brazenly and continue running wildly.

    "Don't worry about him! Let's just run into the mountains. He has no horses and no food. He will definitely die of exhaustion and starvation!" the leader of the Jurchen armor soldiers shouted, not afraid of Qian Yiqun's listening.

    Qian Yiqun did not understand Jurchen language. Although he knew what they were discussing, he didn't take it to heart.  His purpose in following these Jurchen riders was simple, which was to find a way out between the white mountains and black waters.  Thinking about it, as natives of Liaodong, they would definitely not run into a dead end.

    As long as there are villages and towns, it¡¯s time for Qian Yiqun to show off his power.

    However, Qian Yiqun did not expect that these people were indeed running towards death in order to trap him to death.

    With years of disasters, even the best Jurchen hunters may not be able to find prey in the mountains and forests, not to mention that a southerner would definitely be trapped to death in this bleak forest.  The Jurchens believed so strongly that when their horses became weak, they simply dismounted and gathered in a circle, where they camped, took out dry food and dried meat, and started eating and drinking.

    This team of unlucky Jurchen soldiers could see the demon sitting on the branch of a tree when they raised their heads. The demon didn't eat, but just looked at them with a smile, as if to say: Eat quickly, and then go on your way.

    The same goes for eating, and the same goes for camping.

    Five days later, the Jurchens finally couldn't bear it anymore. They were already deep in the mountains and forests, so deep that they didn't even know where they were.  The demon follows him all the time, but he never takes action.  Now the demon's face is still red and full of energy, but he has run out of food and his horses have died from exhaustion.

    "Kill us!" the Jurchens cried and rushed towards Qian Yiqun.

    Qian Yiqun just stood on the tree and watched them lose the strength to draw their bows.

    ¡ª¡ªYou bastards!  I've been following you for so long, and you've been doing this for a long time, so you're also a fool!

    Qian Yiqun no longer has any interest in these people, not even in killing them.

    "Although you are stained with the blood of Han people and all of you deserve to die, Taoist Taoist mercy still gives you a chance." After Qian Yiqun finished speaking, knowing that these people did not understand, he chuckled twice and said to himself: If we let that  Bang Huang Han knows that I am so merciful and soft-hearted, I'm afraid he will be scolded again.

    Although he knew he would be scolded, Qian Yiqun still didn't want to attack these people who were about to starve to death.  He released vines, tied up these Jurchens, peeled off their cotton armor, and found that there was still a layer of chain armor inside, so he took them away together. After all, he could equip a small group of Ming troops when he returned!

    "You can take care of yourself." Qian Yiqun removed the vines and let the Jurchen riders live.

    Looking at the back of the demon riding a deer away, the Jurchen riders shed two lines of tears in unison.

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    It snows in Hutian in August.

    Qian Yiqun stretched out his hand and watched the falling snowflakes fall on his warm palm. A poem flashed in his heart and he thought to himself: Fortunately, I have succeeded in practicing cultivation and am no longer afraid of the cold and heat.  Otherwise, in this deep mountain and old forest, on a snowy night blessed by the Little Ice Age, wouldn¡¯t it be possible to freeze to death?

    The snow was falling harder and harder, making a rustling sound with the howling wind, and soon covered the hoof prints left by the big-horned deer.

    And the corpse of a Jurchen wearing single clothes.

    No matter how fierce a warrior is, it is impossible for him to survive on tree bark in the ice and snow.

    Death of cold and starvation is their only destination.

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    "Master, we can't chase in anymore." Sony looked at Dorgon's pale face and couldn't help but said: "We didn't bring much dry food, and I'm afraid it's going to snow today."

      Dorgon said nothing.

    Mang Gurtai couldn¡¯t hold back his anger and cursed: ¡°This monster doesn¡¯t know what tricks he¡¯s playing! He¡¯s going into the old forest! He deserves to starve to death!¡±

    "Huo Ren can only interpret Qian Yiqun's behavior, but not other people's situations."  When Dorgon and Mang Gurtai thought about it, it was impossible for a monster to be chasing dozens of Jurchen riders. It could only be that they were chased and fled deep into the dense forest.

    They found that there were fewer hoof prints on the ground. Thinking that those Jurchen warriors did not know mystical arts, they might have lost the traces of the demons, so they divided their forces to pursue them.  Fortunately, there was a group of people who did not pursue the wrong direction, and there were several small battles.

    Since there are no corpses left on the small battlefield, it means that the demon has reached the end of its strength and can no longer attack the brave Jurchen warriors.

    Dorgon¡¯s clever mind thought exactly like this.

    However, this pursuit is too far

    "We can't lose this line." Dorgon finally said after silence: "I will stay here with my people, Sonibakshi will go back to mobilize manpower and food, we have to enter the mountain!"

    "But, Master," Sony trembled in his heart, "If we continue this way, we will reach the territory of the Mongols."

    Although Monan Mongolia has defected to the Jurchens, these Mongolians are always half-hearted. When they see a big Beile and a small Beile coming alone, if they have any other thoughts, I am afraid the consequences will be uncontrollable.

    "Then let's pursue it for another day." Dorgon also quickly gave up the idea of ??going deeper. As a smart man, he knew very well when enough was enough.

    "Ha," Mang Gurtai said with a smile, "Maybe we can catch up with the victorious warriors. I wonder which flag this team belongs to?"

    Dorgon no longer has the patience to talk to this stupid, arrogant brother.

    Sony felt uneasy and followed closely behind Dorgon on his horse.  Although he is not a person who wears white flags, in comparison, he feels that Dorgon is more reassuring.

    At least you don¡¯t have to worry about Baylor suddenly slashing him with a knife.

    As a slave, such caution is by no means unnecessary.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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