There were quite a few headless corpses of Jianlu left on the ground, either cut off by their own people or cut down by hunting cavalrymen. The ground was covered with blood, and blood soaked the ground, and there were black and red everywhere. These corpses would disappear in a while. In this place where people rarely visited was the world of all kinds of wild beasts...

There are also some broken weapons and broken helmets on the ground, which are not worth recycling. With the discarded military flag, a sense of cruelty and decay arises naturally.

Zhang Xianzhong had no feelings. He was just glad that he was not himself among the people who died in battle or were seriously injured and sent away. Everything else was empty, and it was the most important thing that he was intact.

He vaguely felt that he might encounter many dangers in the future, but the husband made achievements at the time. If he was timid, what was the difference between them and these corpses who had already died on the ground?

Eliminating the faint fear and fear in his heart, Zhang Xianzhong laughed and fell to the end of the team, slowly rode his horse and caught up. There were some tribes walking beside him, looking at the tall and thin Heji soldier with blood stains on his body with fearful eyes.

...

"Slave Tan Tai has met his master."

"Slave Shumu has met his master."

The leaders of the two missions lay on the ground covered with weeds and kowtowed to Sahalian.

The two of them had more than a dozen arrows inserted into each of them, most of which were bone arrows. They did not penetrate the body and were not considered injured. Several iron arrows passed through the iron armor and cotton armor on their bodies. It may be because the distance was too close, otherwise they should not have caused any substantial damage to them.

Both men and three white armor were injured, each of which was shot more than ten arrows on average. Several arrows penetrated the iron armor and penetrated the skin and into the muscles. Fortunately, the bones or internal organs were not damaged, otherwise life would be in danger.

Several people were a little frightened, and had complex emotions such as anxiety, worry, and fear.

The battle just now was obviously to rescue them. Within the Eight Banners group, the overall interests of the Later Jin Dynasty, then the interests of the Eight Banners, and then the interests of each Niulu. There are small interests under the big interests, and there are small groups under the big groups, each with different levels.

Some people only care about the interests of their own Niulu, and rob them if they have merits, and rob them if they have benefits, and are unwilling to fight tough battles. There are many people who die, not only do they really feel sorry for each Niulu, but also Beizi, Beile, and the banner owner Beile are also very distressed.

Every time the fish skin Tartars were snatched or the Mongols were added, the banner owners of Beile would first divide the round, and then the Beile and Beizi, who were in charge of their respective Niulu, would grab it again.

Every Jurchen nobleman will pay attention to his own Dingkou. Some of the worldly stewards only one Niulu can pass on to their descendants. If more people die, it means that the elders are sorry to their ancestors and their descendants. Although some nobles are princes or Beizi, there are only two or three Niulu in their own Niulu, and even one Niulu for several Beizi, or a few Beizi have one Niulu. There is no shortage of Niulu. Nuerhaci's more than a dozen sons, and the sons of his brothers are all nobles. In addition, the original tribe elders and the Shiguan Niulu, there are not many Niulu for those little nobles. Every time Dingkou is assigned to it, it is a big game under the power of the Eight Banners. Some Niulu always replenishes people and always maintains a scale of about 300. Some Niulu even have more than 3000, becoming a big Niulu with more than 4000.

However, some Niulu is difficult to make up for people every time. Over time, the number of diarrhea has always been insufficient, and it has become a Niulu with only more than 100 diarrhea.

The struggle and struggle among the Eight Banners were also quite cruel. Even after Nuerhaci's death, he was on the verge of civil war many times, including when Huang Taiji died, the Eight Banners actually resolved the big trouble of the successors through negotiation and did not fall into a civil war that would never end. It can only be said that their luck was so good that they exploded. The luck of the Ming Dynasty at the same time was really too bad.

Shu Mu and Tan Tai are both under Zhengbai Banners, but the two yellow flags and two red flags came to save them. They suffered heavy casualties and rescued five Zhengbai Banners. They must not feel very comfortable. When the two came to pay their respects, Suksaha, Ye Chen and others stared at them.

"Get up." Sahalian sat cross-legged on the ground and watched the west along the high slope. He was not injured, but was a little exhausted and sweated too much. Several coats ran to the river under the hillside to fetch clear water, carrying dozens of skins on each side. Everyone was panting and waiting, while the war horses stood there, gnawing on the grass.

Ye Chen saw that Sahalian was fascinated and quickly reminded him: "Master, although they have left there, there are still many elite soldiers who maintain their physical strength. If they insist on destroying us and sending hundreds of people to pursue us in turn, we will be wiped out if we can't run a hundred miles away."

"I understand." Sahalian Anran said: "It was not that the generals of the Ming Dynasty had thought that, but they obviously had something more important and could not send a large army to chase us."

Ye Chen frowned and said, "What's more important than destroying us?"

"Allah." Sahalian stood up, moved his numb hands and feet for a moment, pointed to the west and said, "Now it seems that dozens of tribes' heads and Korqin people have come to participate in the alliance and become Hutchison's allies and subordinates."

"The Korqin people should die." Ye Chensenran said: "Sooner or later, we will kill them all."

Suksaha showed disapproval on his face, but Ye Chen was older than him and had a deeper qualification. The important thing was that he was a senior official, so he endured it and didn't say anything.

Sahalian shook his head and smiled, saying, "The Hutchison army is approaching. We, Dajin, do not know the inside story and did not rescue it in time. The Korqin people are also waiting for our help. Otherwise, they would not risk releasing Tan Tai and a few others. However, without the army coming, they can only follow the Hutchison with a stronger Hutchison."

Sahalian said leisurely again: "This is the sorrow of a small tribe. If one side has a strong momentum, it will depend on one side. If one side is accidentally angered, it will cause the disaster of extermination."

"We have to fight for everything by ourselves." Ye Chen said proudly: "My Jianzhou division was originally just a small tribe. With fighting, everything we have now. Only with brave soldiers can the tribe be glorious and safe."

"It's very good." Sahalian looked at everyone and whispered loudly: "Today's battle was very good. He showed everyone the determination of our Dajin to not abandon allies, as well as the fighting power of the Jurchen Batulu. The opponent relied on the sharp firearm to take advantage of us. After the battle, it was the world of my Dajin Warriors. After this battle, I have confidence in defeating Hutchison. Everyone, after I go back, I will report to the Dakang and give you the rewards you deserve."

When everyone heard this, they were all excited and fought bloody battles. The results were not very satisfactory, but at least the superiors could still rush towards the enemy with themselves, and they could know that the expectations after fighting for life were nothing more than rewards and rewards.

Everyone fought to the death in this battle. Although there was no big victory, the white armor was not much damaged, and many elite soldiers were killed on the other side. There was no doubt that the loss of the Shang army was above the Jurchens. The main reason why everyone was heavy was that the Jurchens had always been in every way to the Ming Dynasty. The scene of hundreds of people chasing thousands of Ming troops running around the mountains and fields just happened not far away. In contrast, more than 300 and more than 300 were almost evenly matched, which made people feel very strange.

"The Shang army was fierce and violent," Sahalian said slowly: "This is something that cannot be compared with the Ming army. The situations of the two armies are different and cannot be generalized. After returning, I will explain it clearly to the Khan and the Great Baylors."

Only then did Sahalian look at Tan Tai and Shu Mu and said, "You have worked hard to go on an envoy. After you go back, you will explain the matter of Korqin to the Khan."

Tan Taidun said first: "I know that Korqin has completely turned to Heji. The Huji army is in an upward position. The main force is on the side of the Chahar people, but the side division has also defeated the Korqin coalition. Korqin suffered heavy losses and has to surrender!"

Sahalian nodded without saying a word. He knew that the situation was quite serious, but he did not expect it to be so serious. In this way, the Korqin people were not fence-bearers, and they also made efforts, but their strength was far inferior to Huji. They were pressed to the ground and beaten and conquered, so they decided to surrender.

This kind of surrender is not a forced false statement, but a decision to weigh the pros and cons and experience loss and loss. This decision is not easy to make, but it will not be easily overturned.

Sahalian felt sad. The alliance with Korqin was the result of the efforts of Nurhaci who paid more than ten years to promote it. The Jurchens valued the friendship and alliance with the Korqin people very much. They were all doing everything. They wanted to send troops and have people to give them. The two sides kept getting married and married each other. As a result, they had all their allies with ten years of hard work. After being beaten up, they betrayed the alliance and left.

Sahalian frowned and said nothing. This matter was much more serious than the loss of more than one hundred soldiers. He didn't know how to talk to Khanmafa after he went back?

...

"Mr. Cheng is back."

A group of very embarrassed knights came from the gate of the governor. Their robes were quite worn and there were obvious signs of wear in many places. If they were not riding on a tall horse, it would be believed that they were beggars.

Dozens of people surrounded Cheng Benzhi and entered the city from the south gate of Ningyuan. Then they walked along the south street of the north and south streets and then entered the east and west streets. Near the Gulou, the Governor's yamen was the governor's yamen. Since Shanhaiguan was the place where the Ji Liao governor was stationed, Yuan Chonghuan had been in Ningyuan for several years. From a head of the Ministry of War to Ningqiandao and Shandong governor's magistrate, he then became the Governor of Liaodong, from a third-class Jinshi to a small official of the Ministry of War, and then to the left assistant minister of the Ministry of War, the governor of Liaodong, the time spent only a few years.

If it weren't for the collapse of the Liao incident, causing the collapse of the bureaucratic system of the entire Liao town, with Yuan Chonghuan's academic qualifications and qualifications, he would probably still be the head of the Ministry of War. At most, he could be promoted to the position of the Minister of War or the governor of a certain state, and he would still not be able to take the red robe, let alone be the real governor of the Minister of War.
Chapter completed!