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26. The death of Abate

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The officers and soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, who had been waiting for a long time, fired together and called Abatai and Ajige who were following Zhu Youjian.

"Swish swish swish!"

The Jinyiwei behind the earth wall was not willing to fall behind, and the pouring arrows shot straight to the Tartar soldiers who were half of the seats behind Abatai and Ajige.

"ah……"

"Ah...ah..."

"Chongzhen...child, you...you are cheating again..."

When he saw Zhu Youjian suddenly bent down, Ajige felt bad, so he quickly leaned over on the horse's back and urgently pulled the horse. The horse jumped high and raised its front hooves. Ajige hugged the horse's neck tightly and was almost thrown down, but he was not beaten to death.

The horse's head was beaten into a sieve and fell to the ground with a bang. Azig got hit on his thigh several times, screaming in pain.

But Abatai, who was determined to kill Zhu Youjian, had already been blinded by the greedy heavenly power. When he realized that his body was already blooming.

He used all his last bit of strength and cursed intermittently, falling to the ground and dying.

Most of the Eight Banners soldiers in the front row who were half behind them were shot into hedgehogs and screamed and fell off their horses.

"The traitor, dare to chase me and seek death!"

Under the suppression of powerful firepower, the Tartars behind them were all dismissed. Zhu Youjian swept away the panic just now, turned around, and made three consecutive moves!

Direct shot of Azig.

"Bang bang bang..."

"ah……"

Ajige, who had already hit three shots, could not move and could only become Zhu Youjian's live target.

He was shot in his left eye and fainted with a scream.

Zhu Youjian wanted to continue to shoot a few shots, but the Eight Banners soldiers who had already reacted later took advantage of the second round of firepower and rushed to kill before they could even send out their swords and immediately turned around and left.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Swish swish swish!"

Another round of muskets and arrows, and the Eight Banners soldiers who had just rushed over were slandered and fell off the horse again.

The Eight Banners soldiers with hundreds of people were suppressed by nearly thousands of muskets and crossbows.

And there were no generals, they immediately made a mess, stepped on each other, and killed each other.

"Don't mess around, form a shield formation and save people!"

At this time, Dorgon, who had already realized something was wrong, had rushed up.

He was cheated by Zhu Youjian twice, but he didn't believe that this time, Zhu Youjian was here to give someone a head.

But it's still one step late.

When he arrived with thousands of Eight Banners soldiers, Abatai was already dead.

Azig was also beaten into a one-eyed dragon covered in blood.

Even though he was so angry that he suppressed the idea of ​​revenge and saved people first.

"Brother, brother, how are you?"

Seeing his elder brother look so injured, Dorgon's liver was trembling.

Since Nurhaci's death and his concubine Abahai was forced to be buried alive, his elder brother Azige, who was seven years older than him, spent the most difficult years with him, who was only fourteen years old.

Their brothers' relationship is extraordinary and the friendship between brothers is comparable.

"I...I'm not in the way...Chongzhen's son...He is cheating again..."

"Don't chase him... I'm afraid there will be traps..."

Azig, who was shaking, struggled to say a few words and fainted again.

Dorgon had a blue face and glanced at Zhu Youjian who had already run away. He had red eyes and let out a long whistle to the sky.

"withdraw!"

Zhu Youjian was not interested in fighting. Seeing Dorgon coming up, he directly ordered his retreat.

He is not a Tartar, he is greedy for great achievements and is willing to give away his head.

Shenji Camp first evacuated the trench and followed, and Jinyiwei tied the shield behind the palace.

"What is that?"

Dorgon rescued his elder brother Ajige. When he retreated, he saw that all the grass man targets on the ground were trampled into rotten grass, leaving only those wooden boards.

Only the grass man on a wooden board was not broken yet, and he was suspicious at the moment.

"This...is...is...General Haoge..."

The Tartars immediately dismounted and checked for a while, their faces changed drastically, and they reported stutteringly.

"Haoge?"

Dorgon was shocked, turned over and dismounted, and quickly walked over and saw that it was indeed Haoge.

Although his face was ruined so much that it was too eye-catching, his appearance was definitely not wrong.

"Report to the Khan quickly!" Dorgon's heart sank.

He couldn't help but shout, "You must die a good death if you kill Chongzhen!"

It turns out that the one who was tied to the target of the arrow before was Haoge, not trying to "borrow a bad guy"!

But "the straw man asks for shooting"...

At this time, the difficult-to-solve battle situation in Guangqumen was gradually gaining the upper hand by the Guanning Iron Cavalry.

The killing of the Later Jin Tartars retreated step by step.

At Deshengmen, the Ming army was defeated and retreated to the base of the city wall.

It's about to lose.

In the distance, Huang Taiji, who was watching the array with a thousand-mile mirror, could see everything clearly.

While he kept cursing Zhu Youjian in his heart, his eyes also locked in Deshengmen.

Even if Guangqumen fails, it will not hurt the overall situation.

The Later Jin Dynasty was dispatched to lose some troops and kill several generals in battle. As long as they could take down the capital, it would be no pity!

"Congratulations to the Khan, congratulations to the Khan. At most, the Khan will enter the capital in one quarter of an hour, kill Chongzhen with his hand, and sit upright on the dragon throne, showing the power of my Later Jin and the Khan's power!"

"Haugbele will be in danger!"

Fan Wencheng, the first counselor who came with Huang Taiji, saw that Deshengmen was about to win, and he was a series of nonsense!

"Mr. Fan is the first to succeed this time!" A smile finally appeared on Huang Taiji's face, which had been sinister before.

"Haoge will be more stable in the future if he has this disaster!"

"I dare not, I dare not, it's all the great Khan's power, and the three armies use their lives!"

"Haogebele will surely inherit the power of the Khan and promote my Later Jin!"

Immediately, Huang Taiji and Fan Wencheng blew each other in a commercial manner.

Even the captured Haoge, who came out of Fan Wencheng's mouth, could be said to be as clear-headed as attending a senior general training class.

Such high-level licking is difficult to not be liked by Huang Taiji.

What's more, this model Wencheng is really talented.

"Report to the Khan, Bele Abatai was shot down by the Southern Barbarian musket and died in battle."

"Belle Azig was seriously injured and fainted by a musket!"

Just when the two of them were addicted to the pleasure of commercial nonsense, the messenger in front of the formation staggered to report.

"I understand, leave!" Before he could finish speaking, Fan Wencheng interrupted.

At this time, this can destroy the happy mood of Dashen.

Huang Taiji waved his hand impatiently. They saw all this just now.

Moreover, the city is about to break down, who is still in the mood to listen to this?

"Khan...Khan...We discovered Haugbele..."

The messenger said stutteringly.

"Hogbele, has he left the city? Why don't you report such a happy thing to the Khan first?"

Fan Wencheng was not too smart either. He thought it was Haoge who escaped from the rage, so he shouted loudly.

Huang Taiji, who had been staring at Deshengmen with a thousand-mile mirror, heard this and looked at the commander.

"Where is he? Why don't you come to see me?"
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