Chapter 1263: Sending Heads Across Thousand Miles
“Oh—”
Huang Taiji reined in his horse, and the soldiers around him also stopped.
Three large flags, one in yellow with yellow border and one in red, were fluttering behind him, followed by billowing smoke and dust, and a large number of cavalry following.
"Did any scouts send back any news?"
Huang Taiji asked.
"Great Khan, not yet."
A Baoyi said.
"How many scouts have there been?"
Huang Taiji frowned.
"Great Khan, there were sixteen groups of scouts, but not a single one came back."
Bao Yi's voice was a little trembling.
"A bunch of rubbish!"
Huang Taiji whipped the baoyi with a whip.
"They usually act so arrogantly, but they can't even do such a small thing."
Baoyi broke out in a cold sweat and dared not make a sound.
Huang Taiji looked at the lush green woods in the distance and felt a sense of crisis.
He raised his nose and sniffed, as if he smelled danger.
"Go, the rear team becomes the front team, retreat!"
Huang Taiji turned around and prepared to retreat.
He rose from a prince to become a Khan, relying on his caution.
None of the sixteen groups of scouts returned, which in itself meant that something was unusual ahead.
He would never take the risk himself.
Just as he turned around and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew and the ground under my feet began to vibrate violently.
Many horses were frightened and were spinning around in circles. The Eight Banners soldiers tried their best to control the horses they were riding and make them calm down.
However, at this moment, a crack appeared in the ground beneath their feet, and thick roots stretched out from it. Chains spread to both sides, entangled all the cavalrymen that the chains encountered.
As for Huang Taiji, he was entangled by a single chain.
The entangled person quickly turned into a mummy.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Huang Taiji's eyes were full of confusion. His body was shrinking rapidly, the blood and life in his body were rapidly draining away, and he felt that he was aging rapidly, from a young man with great ambitions to an old man.
In his dying moments, he seemed to see a big tree walking towards him from a distance, with dried bodies hanging on its branches.
There were scouts , Dashun soldiers, and even Li Zicheng...
Zhang Tuohai desperately used chains to fish out the Eight Banners soldiers, intending to get more blood and lives before they escape.
It was not enough. After all, the Eight Banners were cavalry, and they were very fast. Zhang Tuohai had to hurry and catch more than 20,000 of them, and the rest ran away.
"Next time I'll chop down all your horses first."
Looking at the Eight Banners soldiers disappearing into the distance, Zhang Tuohai checked his gains.
After absorbing so many Eight Banners soldiers, his locust tree expanded a lot, from the original seven or eight meters high to more than 20 meters. The trunk also became much thicker, and now four people cannot hug the trunk.
Of course, for Zhang Tuohai, the biggest improvement is the dragon vein luck of Huang Taiji.
After being transformed by the dragon vein's luck, the leaves of his locust tree changed.
Every time a person is eaten, a leaf will grow, and on that leaf will grow the face of the person being eaten.
He can use the wailing skill whenever he needs to.
This is a range skill. The cries of tens of thousands of resentful souls can cause great pain to anyone who hears it, causing them to lose the ability to move.
Looking at this new skill, Zhang Tuohai was very satisfied.
If this skill had come earlier, those Eight Banners would not have been let go.
"You're lucky!"
Zhang Tuohai snorted coldly, thinking about his next way out.
His main quest is to survive the coming of the demon.
He must accumulate enough strength before the devil arrives.
The best way to improve your strength is to absorb blood and life.
Especially the dragon vein's luck, which is of utmost importance.
Where can we find the dragon vein and fortune?
Zhang Tuohai thought that the closest country to here was Goryeo.
The Lee Dynasty still exists. Although the royal family of the Lee Dynasty is very weak, they are recognized emperors after all.
"There should be some dragon vein luck, right?"
Zhang Tuohai decided to go and take a look.
The huge locust tree pulled up its roots and walked towards the distance.
The fleeing Eight Banners soldiers rushed all the way to Shengjing.
When he was about to reach Shengjing, he saw Dorgon head-on.
"Your servant greets Prince Heshuo!"
When the leading Eight Banners soldier saw Dorgon, he immediately dismounted and knelt on the ground.
"Didn't you go with the Khan to conquer the capital? Why are you here? Where is the Khan?"
Dorgon looked at the embarrassed crowd in front of him and felt a bad premonition in his heart.
"Could it be that the Khan fell in the capital? No way. According to the reports from the spies, the capital of the Ming Dynasty is weak and the city defenses are empty. Even if he cannot take it down, the Khan will not be deeply involved. Could it be that he ran into Li Zicheng?"
"My prince, the Khan is dead."
The leading Eight Banners soldier immediately narrated what had happened.
At the end, he added: "It's not that we don't fight bravely, it's just that the tree demon is too terrifying and we can't defeat it."
"Humph, the master is dead, how dare you slaves live? Come on, chop them all up."
Dorgon rolled his eyes and said in a cold voice.
Upon hearing this, the soldiers behind him drew out the scimitars at their waists and slashed at these people.
Even if these people saw the shining knife, they would not dare to resist.
Because now they are going to die on their own, and if they resist, their entire family will be exterminated, and there will be no mercy.
For the lives of their people, they could only die themselves.
Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Dorgon snorted coldly, feeling an indescribable sense of comfort in his heart.
He has always been competing with Huang Taiji for the position of Great Khan. In terms of military achievements, he is no worse than Huang Taiji. Why is Huang Taiji the Great Khan instead of him?
Now that Huang Taiji is dead, it seems that it is his turn to be the Great Khan.
The reason why Huang Taiji's bondservants were killed was, on the one hand, because of the ancestral custom, and on the other hand, to prevent them from spreading the news, which would have been detrimental to his seizure of the Khan throne.
Now, he has a head start.
"Form a team and return to Shengjing!"
Dorgon rode his horse back to Shengjing.
Unintentionally, Dorgon successfully seized the coveted Khan position.
However, the leaders of each flag were basically still there, and the troops were not seriously damaged. On the surface, they just accepted it, but secretly they were not optimistic about him as the Khan.
Dorgon had anticipated this situation.
To some extent, the Eight Banners were a kind of tribal alliance. If you wanted everyone to recognize you, you had to make everyone live a good life.
How to live a good life?
Rob!
As long as Dorgon took them to find a place and grab a fat sheep, all problems would no longer be problems.
So which fat sheep should we grab?
If it were in the past, Dorgon would not have hesitated and would have definitely chosen the Ming Dynasty. After all, with an insider, everything would be convenient.
But now, Huang Taiji had just died in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and there were also tree demons and Li Zicheng, so Dorgon felt a little weak about those sides.
In comparison, the Li Dynasty is easier to control.
"It's you!"
Dorgon made up his mind, and on the day of his coronation as the Great Khan, he led the elite troops of the Eight Banners to attack Goryeo.
