"Hell!" The snow was white, and the wind and snow were blowing. Nurhaci squinted his eyes, but it was difficult to find the direction. The speed of the war horse under his crotch also stopped. White air continued to vent his nose. There were several frozen red blood clots on the black war horse buttocks. Nurhaci looked around and was in a grassland. On the left, he was white. He could vaguely see a few blue stones exposed with green skins. Nurhaci rubbed his stomach and ran for half an hour for a long time. Because of his defeat, Nurhaci had not had a good meal for half a month. He was exhausted, but he was too hungry.

Nurhaci held the leash and wanted to turn over and get off the horse, but heard a rush of horse hooves behind him. The war horse stepped on the snow and made a creaking sound. Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes and used the white battle robe behind him to surround his neck to protect the temperature on his body. The tiger's eyes stared at Nurhaci's black war horse and shouted angrily: "Nurhaci! You can't run away!"

"Ah...you!" Nurhaci heard this scolding and hurriedly urged the horse to leave, urging the steam in big mouths. He was unwilling to stay too much for a moment and led the horse to charge forward quickly.

"Where to go!" Zhao Yun shouted angrily, like a bolt from the blue, and like a tiger roaring the plain. Nurhaci was whispering the war horse. The black BMW was frightened and lifted the horse's hooves and ran away. In panic, he ran to the bluestone below. With a whimper, the war horse fell directly to the ground. The horse's hooves broke and bent into a hook shape. Nurhaci ate the snowy soil directly. The neighing of the war horse instantly made Zhao Yun find the direction and urged the horse to come.

Nurhaci's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly stood up and fled quickly. At this time, Zhao Yun had already taken a fancy to Nurhaci's figure. Looking at the uneven mountains in front, Zhao Yun glanced at Nurhaci's appearance as a war horse. He immediately inserted his gun into the ground, took off the precious bow behind him, stared at Nurhaci with wide eyes, and shouted angrily: "Zhong!"

"Swoosh!" The cold arrow broke through the wind and shot Nurhaci's legs. Blood penetrated Nurhaci's calf. The bloody arrow passed by. Nurhaci still wanted to run up, but could only climb forward. Zhao Yun turned over and dismounted, holding a silver spear, quickly chased after him, and shouted angrily: "I still want to leave!"

"I'm fighting with you! Ah!" Nurhaci pulled out the scimitar in his arms, and then slashed it. Zhao Yun's eyes condensed, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed directly, and he heard: "Bang!"

"Bang!" It was this shot that directly lifted Nurhaci's scimitar away. Zhao Yun shouted coldly, and swept his gun with the backhand, hit Nurhaci in the face with the tail of the gun. With one stick, he directly knocked Nurhaci fainted. Zhao Yun took out the rope, tied Nurhaci up, put it on the saddle, turned over the horse, took a photo of Ye Yu Lion's neck, and said with a heartache: "Persevere, I'll find you the best hay when I go back to the military camp!"

"Woooo!" The white horse neighed and drove back with Zhao Yun and Nurhaci.

In the vast sea of ​​snow, Xuan Ye rode a war horse, with tiger eyes ringing around him, looking at the marks on the ground, and said with a serious expression: "No! Chase! Drive!"

At this moment, more than 30 cavalrymen gathered around Xuanye, and hurriedly followed the footprints of the snow.

"Huh...Huh...Huh...!" At this time, Zhao Yun was breathing hot, his black eyes looked at the snow from time to time. In addition to the sound of wind and snow, Zhao Yun also heard the sound of horse hooves. Zhao Yun frowned slightly. At this moment, Nurhaci also woke up and felt the pain on his calves. Nurhaci took a breath of cold air, only felt his heart and lungs were cold, and his tiger eyes stared at Zhao Yun and discussed: "Central Plains people! I see you have outstanding martial arts skills! When you look at your armor, you are a miscellaneous general at most! Take refuge with me! I will give you a beautiful pasture, five thousand cattle and sheep, and the most beautiful woman on the grassland is for you to choose. You Central Plains people have a saying, "You are above ten thousand people, what do you think!"

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes at Nurhaci, but he didn't talk to him. He looked indifferently at the front, his eyes full of vigilance. After years of military career, Zhao Yun knew that the enemy was ahead.

"Swoosh!" In the wind and snow, a black arrow rushed out directly. Zhao Yun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he swung his gun suddenly. With a clang, he swept away the cold arrow shot. He stared at the front with a cold expression, shook the silver spear and shouted coldly: "Come out!"

"Ga...Ga!" Xuanye rode his war horse and rushed out, exhaling a breath of heat. The thirty cavalry behind him lined up one after another, took a deep breath of air conditioning, staring at Zhao Yun, who was one by one, but the pressure increased. Thousands of people under his command could not do anything to Zhao Yun. Just relying on the thirty cavalry under his current command, it was difficult for Zhao Yun to be the opponent of Zhao Yun. Looking at Zhao Yun, Xuanye cleared his throat and said in Chinese that was not very skillful: "Central Plains people! Let go of the leader! Otherwise...!"

"Hahahahahahaha!" Zhao Yun roared to the sky, and his tiger eyes stared at Xuanye and said, "I have made thousands of troops alone. Only the thirty people in your hands are not my opponents! If you blame me, blame yourself! Not being honest with herding, but I was delusional to go south. When my Chinese Erlang sword was not good, today I just warned you! When you were going south in the past, you were gone forever. My king said! The enemy can go! I can go too!"

"Let go of the leader! I'll let you go!" Xuanye looked at Nurhaci and discussed with Zhao Yun patiently.

"It's impossible to let him go! I'll take him back to the Central Plains and wait for the king to fall!" Zhao Yun shouted angrily and suddenly urged the war horse to move forward. He didn't intend to give in to a single step.

"You...!" Xuanye's face changed drastically. He looked at Nurhaci and was about to take action. Nurhaci said solemnly and gracefully at this moment: "Xuanye! After I die, you inherit my position! Find a way out for the tribe! I will bless the tribe in the Heaven of Changsheng! The future of the tribe will be left to you... Ah!"

After all, Nurhaci is a hero of a generation. He can die on the battlefield and look for opportunities when he is captured, but he will never watch the tribe hurt because of himself. At that moment, Nurhaci bit his tongue and committed suicide. Zhao Yun looked at Nurhaci's mouth bleeding constantly, his eyebrows were instantly tightened, and he immediately reached out to Nurhaci's breath, and his eyebrows were involuntarily locked.

"Chief!" Xuanye looked at his Nurhaci, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted hysterically: "Kill him! Take back the leader's body."

"Go...!" In an instant, twenty people rushed up to the pupa. Zhao Yun was not afraid and rushed back and forth with ease. When the soldiers on both sides saw that something was wrong, they hurriedly pulled Xuanye and said, "The situation is not right! Go quickly! Hurry!"

"No... leader... leader!" Xuanye wanted to struggle, but because dozens of cavalry around him pulled him hard, Xuanye had no choice but to evacuate this place quickly.

Zhao Yun looked at the corpses everywhere and with twenty ownerless war horses, took a rope, tied the ropes of the war horses together, put Nurhaci's body on the war horse to relieve the burden on Zhao Yeyu lion. Seeing that everything was ready, he quickly evacuated with the war horse. After all, there were no remnants of the grassland behind him. As for these twenty war horses...

Zhao Yun had no choice. The country had just been unified, and many supplies were relatively compact. It would be a little bit to save. As for the corpses on the ground, they could only be reduced to food for hungry wolves on the grassland.

"Go...Go!" Zhao Yun rushed to the original battlefield. The war had long ended. Thousands of people cleaned the battlefield here and rescued the wounded.

At this time, Han Ming was riding a war horse, holding a kettle in his hand, and took a few sips. Looking at Zhao Yun, Han Ming glanced at him, but there was no look of shock. He continued to drink water. Qin Yong behind him immediately joked: "I knew Brother Zhao was safe! Lao Liang, Erhan, you two have to admit your account, each one has a golden cake!"

"Okay, okay! You'll get a bad guy! I'll give it to you when I go back!" Liang Lin sent Qin Yong with annoyed look on the surface, but he liked this atmosphere very much in his heart.

"Hahahaha! Jinbian...hahaha!" Luo Ren looked as if he was pretending to be stupid.

"I've seen the Fourth Prince!" Zhao Yun looked at Han Ming, turned over and got off the horse and bowed.

Han Ming threw the kettle in his hand and looked at the corpse on the war horse. Han Ming said indifferently: "Life and die!"

"Die! He bit his tongue and committed suicide!" Zhao Yun said this, took a sip of water, sat on the snow, rode a horse for fifty miles, his bones were almost disintegrating, and he fought for three more games in a row. He couldn't stand it anymore. Looking at the slight injuries on his body, Zhao Yun was helpless.

"Oh! Who is this?" Qin used puzzled to pull down Nurhaci's body. Hou Jing, who was timid, changed his expression and said in surprise: "Nurhaci! You captured and killed Nurhaci...you..."

Thousands of troops! Taking the general's head, isn't it Zhao Yun? Zhao Yun nodded with a sarcastic smile, rubbed his sore arms, Qin Yong quickly helped Zhao Yun up, patted his arm and said, "Old Zhao, you can!"

"Hiss... be gentle!" Zhao Yun was photographed by Qin Yong, took a breath of cold air, and angrily scolded Qin Yong.

"Nurhaci is dead... dead..." The news of Nurhaci's death in battle came from ten to ten, and ten to hundreds of them. In an instant, the entire military camp was shrouded in excitement.

Han Ming looked at the snow all over the sky, shouted a mouthful of steam, and looked at Deng Yu who was rushing back and said, "Bring people here!"

"No!" Deng Yu followed Han Ming for many years, and without Han Ming's detailed explanation, he brought Nian Gengyao, who was captured alive!

"Let me go... let me go!" Nian Gengyao, wearing heavy armor, was tied up by two soldiers and sent to Han Ming. In the snow all over the sky, Nian Gengyao looked at Hou Jing, who was like his grandson and said furiously: "Hou Jing, your grandson! I'm going to kill him alive! You bastard...ah! Let me go!"

"Random!" Deng Yu shouted angrily at Nian Gengyao, with murderous intent in his eyes showing. The soldiers under his command hurriedly pressed Nian Gengyao down, making Nian Gengyao unable to move at all.

"Damn it... let me go..." Nian Gengyao was furious and wanted to struggle and restrain himself, rushing towards Hou Jing.

"Your Highness! Those who resist like this are just killing each other! I'm willing to do it for you to avoid splashing your highness's blood!" Hou Jing bowed to Han Ming, and Han Ming glanced at Hou Jing, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more serious. Hou Jing was like falling into an ice cave, and his whole body was penetrated by the coldness, feeling three or four degrees lower than this cold weather.

Deng Yu looked at Han Ming's eyes, looked at Hou Jing, and snorted coldly: "I'm not leaving yet!"

"Yes..." Hou Jing swallowed his saliva, glared at Nian Gengyao fiercely, and retreated directly.

Seeing Hou Jing retreat, Nian Gengyao snorted coldly, calmed down a lot, staring at Han Ming and said, "Kill me! Humph!"

Han Ming got off the war horse, found a stone casually to sit down, looked at Nian Gengyao carefully for a long time, and waved his hand for a while.

"Your Highness..." Deng Yu looked at Han Ming with two fingers stretched out his fingers, and his face was helpless. The gesture was like scissors, which meant that Han Ming wanted to loosen his ties. After all, Han Ming didn't like to talk nonsense, but looking at Han Ming's resolute eyes, Deng Yu winked on Wei Xuan and Yue Sheng. The two understood and reached out to grab the sword in their hands, staring at Nian Gengyao with his eyes.

“Loosen!”

"Click!" The heavy body was untied. Nian Gengyao looked at Han Ming's operation and couldn't help but feel shocked. He looked around and stared at Han Ming and said, "Han Ming! What do you mean!"

"Random! You dare to call your highness the name!" Deng Yu was furious when he heard this. Han Ming reached out and stopped Deng Yu. He suddenly stood up, threw the scimitar of the corpse on the ground to Nian Gengyao, pulled out the bronze sword in his arms, and said indifferently: "I don't like to talk nonsense! Give you a chance! Take my sword and catch it! Let you go! Can't catch it! Your life is mine!"

Nian Gengyao looked stunned and looked down at the bloody scimitar underground, looking at Han Ming, not knowing what Han Ming meant.

Deng Yu looked at the confused Nian Gengyao and explained: "Your Highness is interested in your talent! If you catch it, let you go! If you can't catch it, stay under your command for service, of course you can't accept it. You will be detained for three months and finally wait for the king to fall. At that time, life and death will not be under our control!"

Nian Gengyao stared at the battle knife on the ground, picked up the scimitar on the ground for a while, and said indifferently: "Come on!"

Wei Xuan and Yue Sheng behind both let go of the sword in their hands. Yue Sheng wiped his cheeks with his hands and looked at Wei Xuan and said, "Old Wei! That's what! I have something to do! You're here!"

"Let's go together!" Wei Xuan also left with Yue Sheng a little embarrassedly. Han Ming had used this trick on them, otherwise they wouldn't have stood here.

"Come on!" Han Ming ignored the two people behind him, reached out to Nian Gengyao, and signaled him to attack him.

Nian Gengyao had heard of Han Ming's name, gritted his teeth, held the sword in both hands, his eyes tightened, and suddenly exerted force, shouting angrily: "Kill!"

"Bang... ding... hissing... wuwu!" Han Ming took off his sword, and Nian Gengyao's indomitable aura stopped instantly, and Han Ming suddenly exerted his force.

"Touch!" Nian Gengyao was completely pressed into the snow. Nian Gengyao looked at the bronze sword that was five centimeters away from his neck, swallowing his saliva inadvertently, staring at Han Ming with his tiger eyes, and his breathing seemed weak.

"Let's go!" Han Ming stood up, stretched out his hand, trying to pull Nian Gengyao. Nian Gengyao's tiger eyes stared at Han Ming, lay on the ground and said with great energy for a while: "Hou Jing, this mess! I'm going to kill him!"
Chapter completed!