"Impossible, King Ben Khan knows about these slaves!"

"Go south, go south!"

"really?"

"We have to fight now!"

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Huang Taiji inspected his troops, laughed loudly, and shouted: "My warriors, Zhu Mingwu Dao has lost the favor of God. The decline of Ming Dynasty and the rise of Jin Dynasty is irreversible! Hold on to your swords and guns and follow

My battle flag entered southern Liaoning, turning the Han people's cities into a sea of ​​blood, plundering their wealth, wives and daughters, killing all their warriors, and making them kneel in front of us and beg for mercy and become our slaves!"

On the grassland outside Shenyang City, the pasture has long been gnawed away by cattle and sheep, exposing the bare soil. Under the trampling of thousands of troops and horses, the dust is flying.

However, it doesn't work anymore. The damn Ning Navy has guarded the long border in southern Liaoning like an iron wall, and even used its naval forces to cut off smuggling operations at sea. What's even more abominable is that Ning Navy's scouts cross the border from time to time.

The wall came to the grassland to collect people's heads, and they beat them to death every time they violated the border. It was really abominable!

Cheng Shijie smiled and said: "Thank you Mr. Ge for your appreciation!"

Huang Taiji's face became extremely gloomy: "So, we have all been fooled!"

Decades of battles and court battles have tempered his mentality to be extremely tough and strong, like an ancient pine tree that can stand tall despite the wind and rain, unfazed by honor or disgrace.

Huang Taiji was so clear that the Jurchen nobles under his command had such a bad temper. If they expected them not to eat the fat meat, it would be better to hope that the sun would rise from the west and that the roosters would lay eggs.

"Long live King Khan!"

Cheng Shijie's personal identity also represents Chongzhen's attitude.

"Report to King Khan, the matter has been investigated clearly!"

For nomads, whether they can obtain additional supplies from farming areas is a matter of life and death. Whether they are obtained through hard robbery or through mutual trade, they must be obtained, otherwise the situation of the entire group will become extremely difficult.

At this moment, Ning Haijun's reconnaissance cavalry standing guard in the distance said: "Tangtou, there's something going on!"

The red lady hurriedly stood up and took a look, only to see smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and large groups of Jiannu cavalry swarming in.

On September 28, the fifth year of Chongzhen, Huang Taiji led nearly 100,000 elite slaves and marched southward in a mighty manner. The main force of the army was still in Shenyang, and the forward scouts had already dispersed near Qianshan.

"Quick, report quickly, Jiannu is here!"
Chapter completed!