The big fish, the absolute big fish, he accidentally caught this executioner who actually destroyed the Ming Dynasty and killed tens of millions of Khan's people to shave his hair and change his clothes.

In fact, the marginalized Dorgon did not participate in the military agreement between Du Du and Yuetuo. He got up early to drink. When he realized that it was not good, it was too late. When he looked at the Eight Banners soldiers squatting all over the floor, he knew that he had finished completely.

Not to mention that I was originally in a state of disagreement with Huang Taiji, I was a completely lost military power, and it was over in this bandit group that was preyed on the weak.

When Du Du and Yuetuo rushed in and wanted to take him away, he shook his head in pain and refused: "You take the surviving brothers, I won't leave. Instead of going back and being humiliated by Lao Ba, it's better to just stop here with decentness. This can be considered a battlefield death."

Then, he inserted a dagger into his heart without hesitation.

When Zhao Xing came in, Dorgon's body was already cold. Zhao Xing felt worried about Dorgon's death.

If you catch a living person and give it to the current emperor, you will be promoted to the third or fourth level in a row. Of course, taking a living person will leave you with trouble. You don’t know how those gentlemen in Donglin will be so inexplicable. Sending this hero back with all his tails is not impossible. This is better, if you die, you will make a mess. Sending someone back is just a little less credit. Besides, after this year, I am only 22 years old. At this age, I suddenly become a first-rank official and will be hated.

He Renlong came in and asked Zhao Xing, who was cutting Dorgon's head, "What should we do with the four or five thousand Jiannu?"

Zhao Xing slowly saw the head of the man, and said to He Renlong: "The Jurchens have a rule that if their superiors die, they must kill the enemy and take revenge or be buried with them. Judging from the current situation, they have no chance to take revenge, so let them be buried with them."

He Renlong, who has always been crazy about doing things, heard Zhao Xingyun calmly decide four or five thousand lives. Even if he was a murderer, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted and pleaded: "Isn't it a little too cruel?"

Holding the head in your hand and admiring it, Zhao Xing said to He Renlong calmly: "When you pacified Dingzhou, did you ever feel soft-hearted when you killed two thousand unarmed Han people?"

He Renlong was so scared that he was trembling at that time and quickly knelt down to apologize: "Sir, it was--"

Zhao Xing waved his hand: "Forget it, as long as you remember to kill all the real enemies, and be kind to the bandits who truly surrender."

Then he pointed outside the tent: "Those Jiannu, in Liaodong and Liaoxi, don't know how many Han people we killed, they are executioners. At the same time, we have to avoid Huang Taiji's next pursuit. We have no food to support them, and we can't walk with them. Keep him, once the enemy pursues us, they are causing us civil strife, and that will be a disaster." Then he looked at He Renlong meaningfully: "Murdering requires legitimate reasons, and it must be forced, otherwise killing will be punished by God. For example, how high and forced the reason I just made just now. I am very relieved."

He Renlong, who had a cold sweat on his face, kowtowed and stood up: "I will follow the teachings of my elders and will not kill them indiscriminately next time."

"That's good, you go down and execute."

When He Renlong walked out, Zhao Xing briefly reported the number of beheaded people in this great victory with paper and pen in Dorgon's tent, and then wrapped Dorgon's head with the flag of Zhengbai Banner and handed it to Mao Shouyi: "Send a small flag to send this flag and Dorgon's head back to Beijing. We must promote it along the way to inspire the morale of the army."

Mao Shouyi took it over and asked, "Don't you send it in person? This is a great contribution."

Zhao Xing smiled: "I can't live without me here. Besides, my publicity along the way is also to make those who want to reach out to retract their hands. I keep this credit for myself and the brothers of the Jinyiwei."

It was a big joy to confiscate 4,000 war horses, but it was also a headache.

Although these four thousand war horses are good, they are also four thousand mouths. Even if the grassland horses are hard-working, they still need someone to take care of them. In several wars, the remaining soldiers were less than four thousand, but the war horses had already reached 15,000. If this continues, I will almost become a horsewoman, which is not possible.

In addition, the dry food brought out had been exhausted, and the prefectures and counties that were still in the hands of the Ming Dynasty firmly refused Zhao Xing's stay, for fear of attracting Huang Taiji to burn him, so he even refused Zhao Xing's supply of food and grass. So Zhao Xing finally decided to return to Zunhua, while resting, while avoiding Huang Taiji's inevitable crazy revenge.

With this idea, Zhao Xing was preparing to reorganize the army.

But at this moment, a Tiqi came to report that there was a Ming army in Tongzhou area, which was besieged by Jiannu, asking Zhao Xing whether to go to rescue him.

Zhao Xing frowned. At this time, why are there still Ming army fighting with Jiannu in the wild? Are you looking for death?

After looking at the tired soldiers around him, Zhao Xing finally decided not to save him.

And just after refusing, he asked casually: "What is the flag that Ming army fighting against?"

Tiqi replied: "It's the word Lu."

Zhao Xing was shocked at the time, and then said decisively: "Hurry up, the whole army will reorganize and rescue Lu Xiangsheng."

Lu Xiangsheng was a true loyal minister. At this time, he was a famous prefect. Just when Huang Taiji invaded the capital, he broke his family and recruited 10,000 brave men from the kings to the capital to serve the kings. As a result, he walked to Tongzhou and prepared to enter Tongzhou and the governor of Baoding who was guarding Tongzhou. The censor Fang Daren and General Yang Guodong joined forces, and then attacked Huang Taiji in Nanyuan.

As a result, Fang Daren and Yang Guodong heard about it, he firmly refused Lu Xiangsheng's entry and blocked Lu Xiangsheng outside Tongzhou.

When Huang Taiji heard that a Ming army was actually going to attack him in the wild, he sent Zhenghongqi Abai to supervise five Niulu, totaling 6,000 battalions of the Mongolian army to siege Lu Xiangsheng.

Ten thousand townsmen, facing the 1,500 Eight Jurchen Banners and 6,000 Mongolian troops, were right outside Tongzhou City, and fought to the death with Xiaogezhuang.

The battle was extremely fierce, and there were brave men fighting to the death in ruins everywhere. They used the simplest thoughts and hottest blood to interpret the indomitable struggle of a nation to foreign enemies. However, the friendly troops in Tongzhou, who were so close to each other, were only watching from the wall, and even Lu Xiangsheng asked to release the wounded soldiers into the city.

Facing his colleague who was heartbroken and afraid of death, Lu Xiangsheng held a big iron spear and could only look at the countless wounded soldiers around him and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry for my brothers. My master is incompetent and you are deeply trapped in death."

A wounded soldier smiled with a sigh: "Why did you say this? When the adults separated their families to recruit volunteers, we came with the determination to serve the country and kill slaves. We died in the battlefield and died in a place. Please don't care about us and break through for the country."

A group of people who only rely on their blood and courage, facing the extremely vicious regular army, suffered extremely heavy casualties. The reason why they can support it until now is all because of a large iron spear of Lu Xiangsheng to put out fires everywhere.

Lu Xiangsheng Tiansheng had two bones on his arms and was invincible in his divine power. A large iron spear weighing 80 kilograms became an invincible existence on the battlefield. No matter where the battlefield was tight, as long as the iron spear arrived, the enemy would run around and dodge.

But there are too many enemies, and one side's combat power is too weak, and two fists cannot match four hands. In the end, Xiao Gezhuang was captured by Jiannu and the Mongolian army, and fierce street fighting is now underway. But the entire village is not much left, and the defeat is decided.

"I won't leave. I will bring you out, either to save the nation and survive, or to die with all the righteous men. Then I took the iron spear and shouted to kill the slave, and rushed to another battle group.
Chapter completed!