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Chapter 444: I

Chapter 444 Me

Author: The beggar

Chapter 444 Me

And this night raid farce won't end anytime soon.

Although the troublemaker was caught, the Eight Banners might follow Black Flag's actions and do some strange things without authorization, so they had to be dealt with properly.

People were running around in the capital city, and Prince Da Qingrui led two hundred dead men to attack the imperial city in an attempt to force the palace to rebel. News spread quickly.

Over at the Eight Banners, Jierhalang, who is still in the capital, heard the news and felt like a bolt from the blue.

They really didn't know about this.

In the plan, the Eight Banners would leave the capital and disperse to their respective designated bases. Each banner leader would rule separately. After the kings and belles stabilized the place, they would set up the Eight Banners' "small court" and plan for the future.

Dorgon was supposed to go to northern Shaanxi.

Jierhalang watched Zhengbaiqi protecting the carriage out of the city!

I never thought that Dorgon could actually do this!

Although Dorgon had a great responsibility for the Eight Banners to be in this situation, a prince and banner leader died just after leaving the capital! This is not a good thing in any case!

But Jierhalang could only act anxiously.

no way.

Can't be saved!

And Dorgon didn't want anyone to come to rescue him.

Dorgon, who was not yet dead, was very stubborn. He waved his broken arm that was still bleeding and kept yelling and cursing along the way! But after Zhao Bai slightly leaked some of the belongings he carried with him, he calmed down a little more rationally.

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The will to die is there.

But prisoners don't have to try some messy torture methods.

Hearing that the Black Flag King was coming to see him, Dorgon became completely quiet and conserved his energy to wait for others to come. He had too many things to say and ask to Wuerte, and now he just wanted to clear his mind first.

, so that the other party doesn’t leave enough time for you, and you have the energy to curse a few more times.

The imperial city is quite far from south to north, so Zhu Youjian rode over and trotted over for a long time.

Dorgon lost a lot of blood, and his feeling of weakness gradually increased. At first, he could hold on, but after nearly half an hour, he simply sat down on the floor of the admiral's office, and did not get up until he called the prince outside the door.

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Originally he wanted to die calmly, so it didn't matter whether he stood or sat, but when he saw Wuerte's unusually tall figure appearing at the door, Dorgon still couldn't let go of his desire to win and his pride, and still wanted to be more decent.

As for looking up to Wuerte too much, he gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up.

"Give me a hand."

"No need! Get out! The master is talking and the slave is doing something, get out of here!"

Zhu Youjian entered the yamen, and behind him came two teams of black-clad guards who hung lanterns in a circle and illuminated the yamen brightly, allowing the extremely embarrassed Dorgon to be fully revealed in front of his eyes.

The broken arm and neck were bandaged, but a lot of blood still leaked out from the strenuous activity. The whole person was weak, pale and somewhat disfigured. He was tied up and struggled to stand up. His eyes were always looking up at Zhu with extreme hatred.

By inspection.

"I thought you wouldn't give up, but I didn't expect that before I attacked you, you ended up destroying yourself."

Sitting on the chair brought by Zhao Bai, Zhu Youjian was able to look at Dorgon at eye level and spoke calmly, obviously wanting to speak openly.

Dorgon understood immediately when he heard this, and the hatred and anger on his face turned into a sad and ferocious smile: "You won't get the Eight Banners even if the king dies. Now no one takes Fulin seriously."

"Then what you said is really hurting the Eight Banners. If I can't get good results from taking out food, I can only take out other things. Then even if the Eight Banners survive this winter, they won't survive next year."

Dorgon's smile became more ferocious when he heard Wu'erte calling himself by his honorary title: "The surviving Eight Banners will become your pawns in attacking the Ming Dynasty. If you really want that! I would rather the Eight Banners die!"

Zhu Youjian shook his head: "The Eight Banners are dying, and you can't stop it. As far as I know, it is difficult for Hauge among the Eight Banners to take on big responsibilities. Jierharang is not a direct clan member, and Azig is just a warrior."

That's it, let alone the others. If I were to choose, Nikan, Bolo, etc. would all be able to stick to their standards.

Although you can't survive if you stay in the capital, but if you leave the capital, the Eight Banners will lose heart. I estimate that in just half a year, the Eight Banners will be at my disposal, and they will be happy to do so."

Dorgon heard what he said so straightforwardly, and his body trembled even more because of the pain.

When Zhu Youjian saw this, he just shook his head.

Dorgon's conferment of the head means that the last hope of the Eight Banners has been shattered and is already in the bag.

It also means that Zhu Youjian will decide the direction of the Qing Dynasty.

This is definitely a good thing for the Eight Banners.

Even Zhu Youjian felt that his plans for the future of the Eight Banners might be a little sorry for the Han people who were harmed by the Eight Banners.

"After you die, I will not kill your wife, daughter, and retainers. Have you entrusted them to others? If not, there is still a chance now, otherwise I will hand them over to Nikamboro."

Dorgon closed his eyes for a moment after hearing this, and then said as if he didn't care about his wife and daughter at all: "How did you gather the savages in the old forest together."

"Due to the Eight Banners raid, I only raised my arms and shouted among the tribes, and thousands of people responded."

"But you are brave and have repeatedly defeated our Qing army, so all the barbarians have joined you."

Dorgon nodded and was about to ask again, but Zhu Youjian waved his hand and said: "You don't have much time. I'm busy with my affairs, so just ask what you want to know most."

"Yes, yes, I will ask now!"

Angry, disgusted and powerless, he slapped his forehead. The black guard next to him saw this and immediately suppressed it. Dorgon was touched by the wound. His face turned pale under the severe pain. After taking a deep breath, he still struggled and stretched out his hand to point at Zhu Youjian: "Qing Dynasty

It is said in the media that you possess evil arts, and it is said in your savage army that you are a god who came to this world, I wonder if you can explain it!"

Zhu Youjian nodded immediately: "That's it for now."

He couldn't explain the changes in Long Live Mountain himself in the past.

Black magic or gods and Buddhas are the most convincing explanations.

After saying this, Dorgon's face turned even paler.

Even Zhao Bai, Nalan Mingzhu, and Xiang Heiwei were shocked!

This statement is correct, but they have never received a definite answer from Zhu Youjian.

Dorgon was naturally the most shocked. The expression on his face kept changing. In the end, he was still in disbelief. He shouted at Zhu Youjian as if he didn't want to believe it: "You didn't have any magic skills in the past! You were just a lost dog! The magic skills

I will help you gain power for a while! I will never run out of time! I curse you to die in a bad way."

The equally excited Xiangheiwei covered Dorgon's mouth.

Zhu Youjian, on the other hand, was a little disappointed with this meeting.

It becomes very boring when a person is bent on seeking death.

Everything done and said has no practical meaning.

Even if Zhu Youjian tries to humiliate him now, it is just a waste of time.

but.

Zhu Youjian waved Xiangheiwei to let go of Dorgon, and then his words switched to Chinese: "You have been in the capital for such a long time, and you should be proficient in Chinese. I would like to speak to you more easily."

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As soon as these words came out, Dorgon, who was about to curse, was stunned, and then his lips moved in a daze and said: "Are you, are you a Han?"

"I am Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian."

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