Dorgon stood far away and looked at the man in front of him. Judging from the body shape, this man is not very tall, nor can he be said to be extraordinary. He has a delicate face, thin skin and tender flesh. He looks more like a white-faced scholar, and he will definitely not be a Yebushou of the Ming army.
Dorgon thought of the evil way in his mind, but he denied the correct answer. Because in his opinion, there is no way that the demon would be turned over and tied up carelessly.
"Who are you?" Dorgon spoke Chinese very fluently, which is rare among Jurchen nobles. The main reason why he was appreciated by Huang Taiji was that he did not reject learning and Ming culture.
Mang Gurtai is a counterexample. He also hoped that the traditions of the Jurchens could be preserved and carried forward, and he wholeheartedly rejected the Ming Dynasty. Although he could understand Chinese, he was stumbling and tongue-tied when speaking it. Therefore, the limelight of the interrogation could only be given to Dorgon at this moment, which made him somewhat unwilling.
"Are you Dorgon?" Qian Yiqun asked.
"Presumptuous!" Zhang Tou whipped him over the head with a riding crop, fully demonstrating his bravery as a slave.
Qian Yiqun refused to give in and grinned. The moment the whip was about to fall on him
"Wooden substitute!"
In full view of everyone, Qian Yiqun suddenly appeared next to Dorgon. The beef tendon rope fell to the ground, surrounding a small grass that had not yet withered.
When Zhang's head was empty, when he was confused and overwhelmed, he suddenly heard a commotion of a female real person, and quickly looked up to see, and suddenly scared his soul.
Qian Yiqun held Jieyin in his hand, put it on Dorgon's neck calmly, and said calmly: "Mergen Daiqing, I finally met the real person."
"A kind man?" Dorgon pretended to be calm. "I have admired you for a long time."
"You're welcome," Qian Yiqun said with a smile. "I didn't expect that the most intelligent Jurchen would come after me. It's such an honor. No more gossip. I want a map of Liaodong. Go and prepare it for me."
Dorgon felt cold in his heart and thought to himself: He doesn¡¯t want food, water, or mounts, he just wants a map. What is he thinking? Damn it, he must have a treasure like a Qiankun bag on him, but those guys didn't even search him!
Qian Yiqun¡¯s treasures that can be put in the golden scale basket are all in the basket, and those that cannot be put in. Also kept in Zi Mansion. What could Zhangtou's people search and find out?
"Hurry up!" Qian Yiqun said impatiently, "Otherwise I will chop you up piece by piece!"
"Even if you kill me, you won't be able to escape the pursuit of our Jin Kingdom army." Dorgon suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "Why don't you come and serve the Great Khan. Now that I, the Khan, am an immortal hero, with the help of Taoist priests, the world Can be determined!"
Qian Yiqun held a flower with the Hidden Sword in his hand. Dorgon felt a chill on his face and heard a snap, as if something had fallen to the ground. Everyone followed the sound. I saw an ear lying on the ground, and I felt a chill in my heart.
Dorgon almost fainted from the pain and was grabbed by Qian Yiqun. Qian Yiqun was wearing the stripped armor anyway, so he was not worried about the blood remaining on his body. He wiped the Jie Yin Sword on Dorgon's body. Said: "Give me the topographic map of Liaodong."
"You can't give it to him!" Mang Gurtai finally found out about Demon Dao's request through the shopkeeper, "He said he was going to Shenyang to massacre the city!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
"If someone else said that he wanted to massacre the city alone, he would probably be regarded as a crazy maniac.
¡°But these words come from the mouth of a kind person. This is somewhat dangerous.
Because he is a crazy madman himself, and he is also a capable madman.
"Who is that?" Qian Yiqun asked, pointing at Mang Gurtai.
"Mang Gurtai." Dorgon betrayed his brother without any pressure, "I am Hou Jin's political advisor Baylor! You must not be rude to him!"
If you want to find a hostage, go find him!
This is what Qian Yiqun heard.
"Mang Gurtai" Qian Yiqun chewed in his mouth. "I really want to hear that he doesn't get along with Huang Taiji, right?"
The year before last, Huang Taiji took the Jurchens through Mongolia and entered the customs through Jizhen. Mang Gurtai also had a dispute with Huang Taiji and opposed this decision. As for the usual disagreements over flag affairs, six departments, Dingkou, and territories, there are too many to mention. Almost the entire Jin Kingdom knew that Mang Gurtai and Huang Taiji were not on the same path.
At this time, the Jin Kingdom had not yet completed centralization of power. Huang Taiji was the nominal Great Khan, but he was far less prestigious than Nurhachi. There are only two yellow flags that can really be controlled, so it is also ridiculed as Baylor with two yellow flags. He promoted his own ideas through the Eight Kings Council, which was somewhat like a slave republic system. It was by sacrificing his authority that he maintained the unity of the Jin Kingdom.
Even so, some people still like more barbaric times, such asThis is the leader of the Xianglan Banner, Great Beile Manggurtai.
Qian Yiqun discovered that the political Baylor in front of him happened to be Huang Taiji's pig-like teammate, so of course he would not be rude to him. He said: "Here's the topographic map I want!" Immediately, the second ear also fell on the ground.
The master was in trouble, which naturally frightened the servants below. They knew that they would die today. The only difference was whether their family members would be harmed or not.
Sony almost fainted, he said in a trembling voice: "Soldier, wait a moment, I will prepare a map for you!"
"No!" Dorgon and Mang Gurtai shouted at the same time.
Mang Gurtai was afraid that Qian Yiqun's killing spree in Liaodong would inevitably destabilize the rear of the army. Dorgon knew that the moment Qian Yiqun got the map was the moment he died.
"Are you willing to let Mergen Daiqing go if you take the map?" Sony took the map provided by the ranger and bargained with Qian Yiqun.
"Of course you can let him go." Qian Yiqun smiled.
Sony walked forward tremblingly, knelt down on one knee, and presented the map to Qian Yiqun with both hands.
Qian Yiqun grabbed the map, pushed Dorgon away, and said, "Get out of here!"
Dorgon staggered two steps, but was supported by Sony, and the two of them stepped away at the same time.
Qian Yiqun unfolded the map and took a look. Sure enough, there were labels for various cities. It was also very different from the Northeast maps of later generations. He knew that this was a real map that was not very accurate, so he put it in the golden scale basket.
"Hey, you haven't left yet?" Qian Yiqun looked up and was surprised to see the Jurchens still surrounding him: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Fire the arrow!" Mang Gurtai shouted.
Qian Yiqun heard the sound of strings. With a smile on his face, he took ghost steps. In an instant. Various humanoid locations filled with murderous intent had already appeared in his mind. Even if someone is hiding behind the house, as long as he shoots the arrow with murderous intent. It's hard to escape the feeling of a kind person.
Among these murderous figures glowing with red light, Dorgon's red light was the strongest, naturally because he wanted to cut Qian Yiqun into pieces. In the Kingdom of Jin, only those who survived physical punishment would be left with missing organs. Of course, this proud Mergen Daiqing could not accept being reduced to a prisoner. Moreover, the experience of being held hostage was also a stain on his life.
Dorgon gritted his teeth and allowed the servants to bandage him to stop the bleeding. Although the pain was all over his body, he didn't even groan.
"If I tell you to get out, you won't." Qian Yiqun's devilish voice came from behind Dorgon, "There is no chance for you to get out now."
In an instant, Dorgon's eyes widened, he felt a chill in his waist, and all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained away. He slowly turned around and looked into Qian Yiqun's eyes: "You, you, don't have a good death"
"Well, if you are like this, you will die a good death." Qian Yiqun laughed and said, "Blast!"
The Jieyin Sword is an illusory entity, and a cloud of blood mist is emitted.
Qian Yiqun had already jumped aside and grabbed Sony's pigtails. Said: "What is your name?"
Sony was thinking about whether he should reveal his identity, when suddenly a light flashed in his eyes.
"It doesn't matter what you call him," Qian Yiqun had already cut his carotid artery. "Anyway, one pig-like teammate is enough."
Mang Gurtai looked at Qian Yiqun approaching step by step. The knife in his hand was already trembling.
Qian Yiqun laughed loudly: "Master Baylor, please work harder and don't let Huang Taiji annex you one by one." After saying that, Qian Yiqun shouted: "Thunder is coming!"
The cyan thunderball flew behind Mang Gurtai. Hit the shaman accurately.
"Well, anyone who has awakened spiritual essence. No one can be left behind!
Qian Yiqun made up his mind and flew out of Jieyin Sword. Kill the other shaman.
"And you traitors," Qian Yiqun turned around, "Are you from the Eight Great Merchants of Shanxi?"
Before Zhang Tou and the shopkeeper had time to reply, Qian Yiqun had already stepped forward. The Jie Yin Sword floated with light, and with the sword energy emitted from the Zhuxian Sword Pills, it started killing in the crowd.
The Jurchen old man who stayed behind took out his bow, arrows and sword, and rushed towards Qian Yiqun with the spirit of the dragon and tiger that had killed the Han people in the past. Qian Yiqun had no desire to kill these pale-haired old men. Although he knew that their hands were all bloody, he had no intention of judging them.
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Since you are seeking death, you can¡¯t blame Taoist people for being ruthless.
Qian Yiqun's thoughts flashed across his mind, and Jieyin's sword flew farther. Anyone with a weapon in his hand would be killed by these magical weapons.
For a time, this peaceful Jurchen village was filled with blood, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
Mang Gurtai stood in the distance, his legs were numbtrembling. He once led the Jurchen cavalry to massacre the city and enjoyed the wails of innocent people. He once felt that it was the most beautiful sound in the world. Every time he heard it, he would feel excited all over. The pleasure was no less than riding a man.
But today, the same sound made Mang Gurtai feel the fear from hell. He watched this man kill people like mowing grass, but the expression on his face was so relaxed and indifferent, as if he was doing a trivial thing.
The rest of the Jurchens hid in their homes one after another. Every house was closed, hiding in dark corners and shivering, for fear that the murderous maniac would break into their homes.
There were fewer and fewer people who dared to run. Qian Yiqun finally put away the Jie Yin Sword, took a breath and said, "Killing is really a boring thing, right? Belle."
Mang Gurtai didn¡¯t really understand Qian Yiqun¡¯s words and just nodded mechanically.
"Taoist, I have always abided by the principle of 'killing those who may or may not be killed', but these people have shouldered the lives of too many Han people in the past, and now they want to harm me, Taoist. Due to these old and new grudges, I should kill them." Yes, right? Baylor."
Mang Gurtai nodded repeatedly, his Adam's apple surging, but he couldn't say a word.
Qian Yiqun smiled at him, walked up to Dorgon and Sony, and cut off their heads.
"Tell Huang Taiji," Qian Yiqun held up two money rat-tail braids, "I'll take these two."