"What are you going to do?"

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but frown when he looked at Wuzong Zhu Houzhao who suddenly blocked everyone's view.

Although the emperor did not do well, Zhu Houzhao is his son after all, even if it is from another time and space.

Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao chose to stand up at this point, which is equivalent to suddenly standing in front of the screen when the most exciting part of the movie is coming.

Although it is not completely covered, it is still annoying.

Generally speaking, such people will be pushed into a corner and beaten violently in class.

"Sit back!"

Zhu Youtang shouted sharply.

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao was not the case. He ignored Zhu Youtang at all. Not to mention that in his time and space, Zhu Youtang had no bones left. Even Hongzhi Zhu Houzhao, who had the power of supervising the country specially approved by Taizu, would not do it now.

Take Emperor Hongzhi seriously.

Since ancient times, whoever has the power is the father.

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao smiled mysteriously and opened the sandalwood box in his hand, revealing a human head that had begun to rot inside.

After all, it would take two or three days to transport this thing from Jianzhou to the capital, even if it was expedited for 800 miles.

The corners of Ji Boying's eyes twitched fiercely.

He had never seen a dead person so close, especially when the head was separated, and he was about to vomit.

A modern person with a non-medical background and a healthy mental state would probably not be able to withstand such an impact.

My stomach is churning, but my expression is calm as usual. After all, I am an immortal master, and I cannot break this qualification.

Most of the emperors and princes in various time and space also have microscopic pupils, such as Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, Jiajing Immortal, Longqing Little Bee, and Old Wanli. They all lived in deep palaces for many years, and the scent of women's fragrance or sandalwood filled their noses every day.

Burning incense, I have never smelled such a bloody smell.

Vomit.

Old Wanli vomited immediately.

"This is the head of Nurhachi's ancestor. I specially cut it off and dedicated it to Grandpa Taizu! Congratulations to Grandpa Taizu for his victory and his power to shock future generations!"

Wuzong Zhu Houzhao didn't care at all and let out a series of flattery.

The little brother finally understands that if you want to get along here, you must first impress two people. One is the immortal master, and the other is Lao Zhu. He cannot flatter the immortal master, so he can only flatter the great ancestor.

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Lao Zhu frowned.

He had no discomfort with this human head or even this rotten stench.

After all, Lao Zhu came out of the battlefield with seriousness. He had never seen anything in his early years, and a human head was nothing.

He just wondered if this kid had a problem with his cerebellum. Why did he suddenly take out a human head and offer it to himself at this time? It was simply too abrupt. This was not flattering, this was flattering.

Congratulations? Congratulations!

However, at least it is the heart of future generations.

"Well, you did a good job. Sit back first."

Lao Zhu dismissed Wuzong Zhu Houzhao with just one sentence.

"Hello!"

When Wuzong Zhu Houzhao saw Lao Zhu nodding, he happily held the head and returned to his seat.

Little did I know.

This brief sentence of recognition by Lao Zhu was deeply imprinted into the heart of the emperor in every time and space.

Next, the Nurhaci ancestors in each time and space will soon face an extermination massacre. It is estimated that even the cattle and sheep raised at home will not be spared and will all be slaughtered.

"Don't get distracted in class."

Ji Boying glanced at Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao and spoke.

This battle in Wanli time and space, in Ji Boying's definition, is also a lesson for the emperors and princes of all time and space.

Hearing this, all the emperors and princes gathered their energy again and focused their attention on the projection of the Central Army.

"Come, drink tea."

Ji Boying raised his hand, and on the table beside Lao Zhu, there was also a cup of Lao Ban Zhang worth 880,000 kilograms.

I don’t know how to taste tea, mainly because it’s expensive.

…………………………

In the snowy wilderness between Gule Village and Mardun Village, the killing cries were loud and clear.

Chang Yuchun's three thousand Liaodong cavalry were like a sword, piercing back and forth. This maneuverable tactic, the piercing power and impact force directly disabled the Jurchen cavalry.

"The father will leave first, the son will come and stop him!"

Daishan's eyes seemed to be determined to die. He knew very well in his heart that judging from the current battle situation, the outcome of choosing to stay and end the war was basically the word "death" in capital letters.

The old slave took a deep look at his favorite successor, the oldest second son (Nurhaci’s eldest son Chu Ying, has been killed by Nurhaci).

"Come back alive, and I will entrust you with my throne!"

Nurhachi patted Daishan on the shoulder, obviously making the final choice.

Run away.

I drew a cake by the way.

This is similar to the King of Yan back then.

Nurhachi took a deep breath, and then turned his horse's head. The Eight Banners guard surrounding Nurhaci suddenly changed their formation, shaped like a sharp knife, and escorted Nurhaci to break through in the direction of Mardun Village.

At the same time, Dai Shanle turned the horse's head.

"Zhenghongqi obeys orders!"

The words fell.

Some of them were wearing red armor, and a group of Jin cavalry hovering around Daishan gathered quickly.

"Follow me to cover the Great Khan's retreat!"

Daishan's eyes were bloodshot as he faced the red lightning like a god of war.

Although his father drew a pie for himself that was unlikely to be eaten, Daishan still chose to eat it.

What if? What about ten thousand?!

Closing his eyes slightly, the late Jin Dabeile Daishan began to adjust his breathing rate.

When the seventh deep breath ended, Daishan suddenly opened his eyes, clamped the horse's belly fiercely, stepped off the horse, let out a long hiss, and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

"I'll fight hard!"

Daishan roared, his veins popping out. Behind him, hundreds of red flag cavalry followed him with swords waving.

Nurhachi, who was spanking the horse's butt crazily, turned his eyes from time to time and looked towards Daishan.

In his eyes, his most valued son, Heshuo Dabeile, the leader of the four Baylors, was leading the most elite red flag cavalry besides the Eight Banners Guards, toward the crimson lightning.<

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When, the moment of touch.

Daishan's vote of the red flag cavalry was like a piece of paper, which was instantly pierced by Chang Yuchun's cavalry.

Soldiers were fighting hand to hand, and war horses were neighing.

From the beginning to the end, in just a moment, the head of Daishan Dabeile with wide eyes rolled into the snow.

Fortunately, he went on the road with a full stomach, so he was a well-fed man, so it was not a loss.

After about half an hour, the fighting came to an end.

The originally white snow was completely dyed red at this time. The hot blood melted the ice and flowed into a trickling river of blood that crisscrossed the ravines, which was shocking.

Chang Yuchun rode a big red horse and scanned the entire battlefield with sharp eyes. He had several stab wounds on his left arm and chest, but they were simply bandaged without caring at all.

For Chang Shiwan, injuries are a common occurrence.

In this battle, Chang Yuchun used 3,000 cavalry to defeat the 17,000 cavalry of Nurhachi's Eight Banners. It can be said that he won a great victory and directly disabled Nurhachi's main force.

However, it is obvious that Chang Shiwan is not very happy about this result.

Because the biggest fish he cared about most was missing.

"Sister-in-law."

After Lan Yu ordered the battlefield to be cleared, he came on horseback and stopped in front of Chang Yuchun to report.

"Our army suffered a total of 372 casualties, 67 serious injuries, and 725 minor injuries. The overall combat effectiveness was not damaged."

The total number of Liaodong cavalry in the Central Route Army is more than 3,000.
To be continued...