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Chapter 1015 was supposed to become the Khan King

The big leader of the Jianzhou Jurchens, the wise Khan Nurhachi, was captured, some people shouted, one person spoke, everyone cheered and shouted, and the Jianzhou army on the battlefield completely lost the will to resist. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Some Jianzhou soldiers who were kneeling on the ground waiting to surrender suddenly cried bitterly, and some people ran and fought with weapons, and when they heard their companions crying and howling, they also suddenly let out a sigh of relief and knelt on the ground.

"Handsome Huwei, Dahandsome Huwei!!"

I don't know who shouted this first, everyone on the battlefield is shouting, the soldiers are shouting at the throat, since the army entered Liao Town, even the battle was victorious, every time it was a brilliant victory, not only to recover the lost territory, but in the end it was to destroy the enemy country, capture the leader of the thieves, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, how could there have been such a big victory.

The soldiers were very excited, the generals of Datong and Jizhen were all happy, and the generals of Xuanfu and Liaozhen were of the same origin, and they gathered together at this moment, looking at Shuai Qi with complicated expressions.

"This kind of feat, Li Shanchang and Xu Da are like this!"

"When the country was founded, it was possible to expand the territory, destroy the country and kill thieves, it may not be like this, now he is the Marquis of Dingbei, and the Jinyi Guard is the commander, what position is there for him."

Several people did not raise their voices and had complicated expressions on their faces.

Wang Tong's personal guards hurriedly went to the battlefield to get a flat plate from the oarcar that was not too damaged, and unloaded Tan Jiang from the horse and put it on.

Tan Dahu, Tan Erhu, Tan Bing, and Tan Jian were all on the battlefield, and only Sha Dongning returned to the initial batch of Wang Tong's personal guards, Sha Dongning commanded his subordinates to settle down, while tears couldn't stop flowing downward, and he kept wiping with his hands, Tan Jiang was regarded as half of his master, teaching knife skills on the battlefield.

Under Wang Tong's orders, Nurhachi was brought to Wang Tong's side, and Nurhachi was also incapacitated, and although the soldiers were reluctant, they still got a stretcher and carried it over.

Nurhachi is tall and majestic, and he can make people feel that this person is extraordinary when they meet, but at this time, his face is pale with a little black gas, and it is not good.

There was an almost purple blood stain on his cotton armor, and this blood stain was still expanding, and the fire shot into his upper body, although the armor on his body was a combination of cotton armor and chain mail, which could remove part of the momentum of the bullet, but in fact, it only made the bleeding in his body less serious, and he died more slowly, and the pain was more.

Wang Tong leaned over and looked over, Nurhachi was not the appearance in his "impression", after seeing this person, Wang Tong's complicated emotions were swept away, no matter what he might become, now in front of him was just an enemy general who was about to die.

"You are Wang Tong"

Nurhachi asked, but when he said this, he pulled the wound, coughed in his mouth, and blood foam spurted out, and the soldiers on the side were about to scold angrily, Wang Tong stretched out his hand to stop it, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm Wang Tong."

Nurhachi laughed a few times with blood on the corner of his mouth, looked at the sky and muttered:

"When I was on an errand under Li Chengliang, I watched the Ming army generals be greedy and absurd, and the soldiers below were weak, and they became more and more intense, and our Jianzhou Jurchen was simple and sincere, only engaged in farming and warfare, I thought, the Ming Dynasty is getting weaker day by day, but Jianzhou is getting stronger day by day, give me ten or twenty years, let me unify the Jurchens of Haixi and Beishan, and this Liao Town must be mine."

Speaking of this, a breath did not catch up, and his face was distorted in pain, and Nurhachi gasped for breath but said:

"But the Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty, the Celestial Empire is the Celestial Empire, I thought Liaozhen was the strongest military town in the Ming Dynasty, but I didn't expect that I was a frog at the bottom of the well, the forbidden army was so strong, so strong."

Getting more and more excited, Nurhachi's arms were raised, as if he wanted to catch Wang Tong, and the guards were just about to stretch out their hands, but Nurhachi couldn't continue to do so, and lay down on the stretcher again.

This fierce action just now had already dissipated Nurhachi's only remaining energy, and now the blood stains on his chest are getting bigger and bigger, and they have gradually melted, and his eyes have begun to drift, but he still keeps talking:

"I have been dreaming for the past few months since the thirteen pairs of armor were raised, dreaming that I became a Great Khan, I set up the capital in Shenyang, and the Ming and the grassland have become Jurchens, and my children and grandchildren are all emperors"

The voice became lower and lower, and Wang Tong's guards all showed a look of contempt and disgust on their faces, but Wang Tong looked at him with a calm face and let Nurhachi continue.

Nurhachi's breathing became weaker and weaker, since he saw Wang Tong, he had been speaking Liaodong military dialect, but at this time, he was chanting Jurchen language, and Wang Tong couldn't understand it until the end:

"May the next life be born in the Ming Dynasty"

Then he was silent, his unwilling expression froze on Nurhachi's face, his eyes were also open, Wang Tong was silent there for a while, stretched out his hand to close Nurhachi's eyes, and whispered:

"You just met me."

After Wang Tong said this, he waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to carry this Nurhachi down to collect the burial, and the guards felt very excited when they heard Wang Tong say this, but on the other hand, they felt very incomprehensible.

Heroes' words are often profound, and the guards understand this, but Wang Tong's treatment of the dying Nurhachi inevitably looks too highly of this thief chieftain in the east.

The people in the Huwei army don't think much of the Jianzhou Jurchens, and the highest evaluation is just that the wild nature has not retreated, and there is a bit of brute strength, which is nothing, and this battle is just the hard work of the Huwei army, the pursuit and extermination, along the way is victory and victory, and there are no twists and turns.

Such an enemy, compared to the towering fortified city of the Altan Department, 50,000 cavalry, that is far worse, even compared to the tens of thousands of Jurchen and Meng Gu coalition troops under the city of Shenyang, but Wang Tong's attitude towards Nurhachi is different, although the monk Guleng Khan was blown up in the palace, looking at the attitude of Wang Tong, even if the monk Guleng was captured, Wang Tong was treated like this, although the Ming Dynasty, the Ministry of Alta was respected as the royal court, and the Jianzhou Jurchen was just a small country department.

Why this is so, Wang Tong's personal guards can't figure it out, and they don't need to think too clearly, what Fang Cai has seen and heard, at most, is a private chat or an allusion to it in the future.

The battlefield has been divided into small pieces by various troops, and each unit searches the battlefield on its own, and sends news here from time to time, and the news of Tan Jiang's death has not yet spread, because the people of the Tan family are all serving as commanders in various units, although it is a sweep at this time, it can't let them be distracted.

"Go and ask the captives, where have Nurhachi's sons and nephews gone?"

After a short time, the soldiers had already inquired about the news from the battlefield, and the sons of Nurhachi and Shulhaqi did not survive, and died of illness on the way to escape, and died on the battlefield of Fang Cai, and the situation reached such a point that it was better to die in battle than to let the son and nephew live humbly and humiliatingly.

Hearing this result, Wang Tong let out a sigh of relief, walked beside his mount, reached out and touched the fur of his mount, was stunned for a moment, and commanded:

"Beat the drum of victory!"

The beating of the victory drum proves that the battle has reached a stage, and the battle is sure to be won, the drums are beating, and the cheers that already exist on the battlefield are even louder.

The battlefield was full of rejoicing, the soldiers were in a state of relaxation and ecstasy, annihilating the army, the thief chieftains Nurhachi and Shulhaqi were both conferred, and from the beginning of winter to the spring, the battle and pursuit that had been in the bitter cold finally came to an end, followed by reward, rest and triumph.

Compared with the surrounding carnival, the atmosphere under Shuai Qi is completely opposite, for the Wang Tong system, Tan Jiang is either their brother, or their teacher and instructor, not to mention Tan Dahu and Tan Erhu

There were many people who shed tears and endured their grief, but no one howled and cried, everyone was silent, Tan Dahu and Tan Erhu kowtowed to Tan Jiang on the ground, got up and came to Wang Tong's side, Shi Li said:

"Dashuai, my father once said before his death, following Dashuai to fight in the east and west, my father died without regrets, my father already knew that his time was short, and he told his subordinates that he could see his subordinates break the Tartars right away, this is the most beautiful funeral."

"Will the samurai die immediately?"

Wang Tong asked and answered himself, shook his head and sighed, and then asked again:

"Your father has followed me for many years, so if there's anything you need me to do, just say it!"

"Thank you Dashuai, my father just wants to be buried next to the grave of Master Tan after he dies"

In this era, Tan Lun and Tan Jiang have a similar relationship with their families, and doing so is also a manifestation of deep affection, Wang Tong nodded, and didn't say anything.

Burying Tan Jiang next to Tan Lun's grave is not a big deal, and the Tan brothers themselves can do it, and now this is nothing more than everyone looking for something to relieve the sad atmosphere in front of them.

Wang Tong looked at General Tan on the board, General Tan's face was very peaceful and satisfied, compared to General Tan there, Wang Tong's heart was empty, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, it was the end of the great victory, and the generals of all armies were collecting prisoners and cleaning the battlefield step by step, but they did not need to be ordered by the commander-in-chief.

"Call all the generals above the guerrilla level in Liaozhen."

When the generals of Liaozhen came over, they were quite apprehensive in their hearts, after all, Fang Cai didn't say anything good there, and Fang Cai said nothing from a distance, all the way, looking at the corpses on the battlefield, thinking about the majesty of Fang Cai's tiger army, but the apprehension in his heart was a little stronger.

"Ladies and gentlemen, can you gather the strength of Liaozhen and compete with the Huwei Army?"

No one thought that Wang Tong actually asked this question, the generals of Liaozhen peeked around, but there were no large numbers of soldiers and horses around, but with the surrounding Wang Tong guards, it was effortless to clean them up, thinking about the words before they came over, they were shocked, Li Rubai was the most agile, took a step back and knelt down, and hurriedly said:

"How can the little ones fight with the handsome gods!"