After Zhao Wen said that, he glanced at Huang Taiji lying on the ground, then walked back and left Huang Taiji alone.

As soon as Zhao Wen walked a few steps away, Huang Taiji started shouting loudly at the top of his throat.

"Ahhahahaha, wow! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Huang Taiji's voice was like a night owl, with paranoidness and a little sad.

Not long after shouting, Huang Taiji started crying loudly again.

Maybe it was sad that my life would be short, maybe it was sad that the destruction of the Later Jin Kingdom, maybe it was sad that my tribe members would be sad.

Oboi and others, who were escorted by Ombu's men, listened to Huang Taiji's voice, their eyes protruded in front of them, and their mouths were blocked, and they could only make a whimpering sound.

They were controlled by Ombu's subordinates and turned their backs to Zhao Wen, so they did not see the scene where Zhao Wen disappeared just now.

Although they could not hear the voices of Huang Taiji and Zhao Wen just now because of the distance, they could hear the hysterical howling of Huang Taiji this time.

Zhao Wen faced the west and walked slowly towards Li Xiaosan.

At this moment, the dawn pierced the night sky, the sun rose from the horizon, and Zhao Wen's shadow was pulled for a long time.

Zhao Wen turned around and looked at the sun behind him, and smiled.

"grown ups!"

Li Xiaosan led his personal guard to rush to Zhao Wen and protected Zhao Wen.

Buhe and others, Ombu and others followed closely behind Li Xiaosan.

Buhe, Omubu and their men looked at Zhao Wen with fear.

The scene where Zhao Wen disappeared just now really scared them.

Zhao Wen pointed to Huang Taiji behind and said, "Please take Huang Taiji down for me and serve him very much. Don't let him die. After regaining all Liaodong, I will use him to pay tribute to the Liao people who were slaughtered by them and the soldiers who died here in battle."

Li Xiaosan clasped his fists at Zhao Wen and hurriedly rushed towards Huang Taiji with a few personal guards.

"General Bingbingbing, this is Li Yongfang!" Ombu trembled and appeared in front of Zhao Wen, pointing at a embarrassed man behind him.

Zhao Wen's eyes looked like sharp eagle eyes, looking in the direction of Ombu's finger.

I saw a middle-aged man with a bare head and a rat-tailed braid with money, trembling face and two soldiers pressed to the ground.

"You are Li Yongfang?" Zhao Wen looked at Li Yongfang and asked.

The soldiers escorted him hurriedly took out the rag from his mouth.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I was forced by Jiannu, I was forced by Jiannu, I was forced by Jiannu, I was really forced." Li Yongfang looked at Zhao Wen, his body trembling like a sieve, shook his head constantly, and begged for mercy.

"I'm forced? What a forced person. I don't care whether you're forced or not. I don't look at the process, I've only seen it."

Zhao Wen shook his head gently, pointed at Li Yongfang expressionlessly, looked at Ombu, "Pull it down and deal with it!"

Ombu clasped his fists at Zhao Wen, walked to Li Yongfang, and pulled out the knife from his waist.

Obviously, Ombu has to do it yourself.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I still have the help, I still have the help, don't kill me!"

Li Yongfang was not a fool either. When he heard Zhao Wen's words, he immediately understood what he was going to do.

Under the tendency to survive, Li Yongfang kept begging for mercy.

Zhao Wen turned around, too lazy to look at Li Yongfang.

Li Yongfang was the first official to surrender to Jiannu, and a real hardcore traitor. Such a person lives for one second more, it is a sin.

"You dare to be arrogant in front of the general? You really don't know how to live or die!"

Ombu clenched his left hand into a fist and punched Li Yongfang on the chin, instantly knocking three or four teeth out.

Ombu shook his left hand and said to the soldiers who were escorting Li Yongfang: "Please follow me!"

After Li Yongfang said that, he walked towards the distance.

Li Yongfang was also escorted behind Ombu.

Li Yongfang was hysterical howling and struggle, but he could not get rid of his own destiny.

Looking at the ombu in front of him, Li Yongfang's face was filled with fear.

After walking out about a hundred steps, Ombu stopped in a wasteland.

He looked at the sun in the sky, then rubbed the waist knife that was pulled out of his hand against the sleeve of his left arm.

"Just here, take Li Yongfang to the ground." Ombu pointed to the open space in front of him and spoke.

The soldiers escorted Li Yongfang to Ombu, kicked him to the ground, and lifted Li Yongfang's arm upwards.

Because of the pain from his shoulders, Li Yongfang kept thrusting his head towards the ground.

Ombu held the waist knife in both hands, stood next to Li Yongfang's head, constantly tentatively.

"drink!"

Ombu suddenly shouted loudly, and the knife in his hand quickly chopped towards Li Yongfang's neck.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, ah!!!"

Amid a scream, Li Yongfang's body separated.

Ombu wiped the blood from her face, bent down and grabbed the rat-tail of money on Li Yongfang's head, and walked towards Zhao Wen.

After a while, Ombu stood in front of Zhao Wen with both hands holding Li Yongfang's head, "Sir General, Li Yongfang has been sentenced to death!"

Smelling the bloody smell from his head, Zhao Wen waved his hand and said, "Find a place, burn Li Yongfang's body, and use lime and nitrate to make his head. In the future, I will cast his head into his kneeling statue and kneel outside Shenyang City."

"Li Yongfang's clan will be killed, and no one will be left!" Zhao Wen looked at Li Xiaosan who had already returned and said coldly.

"As for your order!" Li Xiaosan replied loudly.

"I'm telling all the soldiers to not rush to chase and kill the defeated soldiers who escaped from the city. I will do my best to kill the remnants of the city, and strive to kill all the remnants of Shenyang City within two days. I will enter Shenyang City at noon the day after tomorrow!"

Zhao Wen pointed to Shenyang City ahead and shouted loudly.

The sun rose and set in the east, and smoke floated in the place where Zhao Wen was.

Zhao Wen sat on a low stool, holding a canned beef with a big mouthful.

Li Xiaosan and other guards surrounded Zhao Wen, eating the canned food in their hands voraciously.

Ombu and Bu and the two squatted in an open space not far from Zhao Wen, holding a can and eating voraciously.

Their personal guards squatted around them, like a starving ghost reincarnated, eating the canned food provided by Zhao Wen.

"It smells so good, it smells so good." Ombu swallowed the last piece of meat in the can, and finally drank all the soup and water in the can without satisfaction.

"Himmer~"

Ombu put the canned food he had eaten in his hand on the ground, burped a long time, and looked at Buhe with satisfaction.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, I can't say, I can't say, I can't say it, I can't say it. This thing called canned is so delicious and delicious.

The beef inside is soft and can be swallowed without chewing it. The oil and water inside are very good, and I am willing to add salt. It is so fresh and fragrant.

After all, I was also a great knight from the Urat tribe, but I had never eaten such a good amount of meat with salt."

Ombu covered his stomach and sat on the ground without any image, looking at Buhe with a smile on his face.

Buhe put the eaten can in front of himself, and then loosened the belt of the trousers.

"Look at what you said, I tell you, don't say it's you. It was when I didn't defect to my son-in-law before, I lived almost the same as you.

It’s not a day or two that the grassland is short of salt. When I eat on weekdays, I don’t dare to add more salt at all, for fear of eating up all the salt.

You know, before, a handful of salt could be exchanged for a cow, but it was still coarse salt. It was not easy to eat a meal with enough salt at that time."

Buhe sat on the ground, looking at the sun setting in the west in the sky, recalling the days when he did not surrender to Zhao Wen.

"Since I defected to my son-in-law, hehe, I dare not say anything else, tea and salt are indispensable.

Let me tell you that I am in Korqin City now, and I have enough salt in the rice. After eating, I will drink a cup of hot tea to relieve my greasiness. This life is so comfortable.

Especially when winter comes, I sit in the palace, burn the fire dragon underground, and drink the fine wine produced in Xuanzhen. It’s so satisfying. Even if I give it to a god, I won’t change it.”

Buhe was like he was deliberately showing off, talking about all kinds of things in his tribe to Ombu.

"If you are bored in the palace, go to the theater outside to listen to the opera. Or take a few guards out of the city to hunt. This life was not even dared to think about before."

Ombu listened to Buhe's voice, and his face was full of yearning.

"Hey, you are really lucky. If I had the ability to see you and defect to Xuanzhen early, then the kind of life you mentioned would be mine." Ombu said with envy and regret.

"You? I think it's better to forget it. Speaking of which, I can have my current life thanks to Huang Taiji. If it weren't for Huang Taiji, I would probably be the same as you." Buhe looked at Omubu with disdain.

When Ombu heard Buhe, he said that thanks to Huang Taiji, he became interested in it instantly.

Although almost everyone knows about Buhe's surrender to Zhao Wen on the grassland, no one knows how he surrendered. Ombu is also very curious about this.

"Then how did you defect to Xuanzhen? How did you marry your daughter to your son-in-law? Tell me out." Ombu asked hurriedly.

"Haha." Buhe laughed twice at first, and then continued: "When Huang Taiji sent people to Shanxi to find Shanxi merchants to buy grain. For safety reasons, Huang Taiji asked Shanxi merchants to hire a Ming army from the mainland to help them escort the grain along the side wall to Jibeikou.

At that time, Huang Taiji's troops were all stockpiled in Shanhaiguan to restrain the Ming army. In addition, my Korqin was seriously affected by the disaster at that time and the tribe was in short supply of food. Huang Taiji was afraid that we would make the idea of ​​this batch of food, so he had to come up with this worst.
To be continued...