When Sun Chengzong saw this posture, his old face turned pale.

I couldn't help but sigh: Is the emperor so excited about Huang Taiji? Is he crazy?

Originally, Tartars were like tigers and wolves, and we were the lambs to be slaughtered.

In this way, it is difficult to die well...

The two eunuchs accompanying him were so scared that they peed their pants.

The other Shenji Camp and Jinyiwei officers and soldiers were not much better.

Each of them had a pale face, their hands and feet were shaking, and they stopped responding to the guys in their hands.

At this time, even if they are asked to run, their hands and feet will become weak and unable to run.

"Play the drum to cheer!"

"Look at me killing this beast!"

Zhu Youjian took a deep breath, rode his horse and whipped it, and went up to meet him without being outdone.

Success or failure, here is a fight.

"Be careful, my emperor!"

Sun Chengzong immediately yelled, gritted his teeth and grabbed the drumstick, and started to beat it hard.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

The war drums sounded, and everyone's energy slowly gathered.

at the same time.

Several war drums of the Later Jin camp also resounded through the wilderness.

As the distance between him and Huang Taiji gradually narrowed, Zhu Youjian's palms were sweating.

From afar, he felt the fierce murderous aura.

If he faced the battle, he would definitely believe that Huang Taiji would be scattered with just one knife.

The wind blows and snowflakes rise, and the eyes are fascinating.

The sky suddenly became gloomy.

It's like turning the battlefield into a purgatory on earth.

"kill!"

Huang Taiji held a long sword in his hand and let out a burst of roar.

It is only 500 steps away from Zhu Youjian.

In his eyes, Zhu Youjian was actually a dead person.

Two hundred steps...

Both of them could basically see each other's general outlines clearly.

Seeing the woman who insulted his father Khan and his concubine, she was just a white-faced and thin child.

I wish I could have an eighty-meter-long knife, and one sword was eighteen pieces.

One hundred steps...

The two of them could see each other's face clearly.

Zhu Youjian could even feel the chill emitted from Huang Taiji's blade.

The hand holding the knife couldn't help but start to tremble.

Thirty steps...

Huang Taiji's long sword was raised high and ready to chop down.

Zhu Youjian felt clever, adjusted his breathing, and handed his right hand to his left hand.

There is a fraud!

At such a close distance, Huang Taiji could see Zhu Youjian's actions clearly.

As a long-time general on the battlefield, Huang Taiji immediately realized something was wrong.

He didn't believe that Zhu Youjian was here to die!

But the two horses galloped, and there was no time to regain their reins.

There were only ten steps apart in a flash...

"Chengzhen, come here!"

Now that things have come to this point, we can only move forward.

"Bang!"

"Bang, bang!"

Before the shouting came, a sharp and harsh sound rang.

Huang Taiji only felt that something seemed to have been pecked on his chest, and then he gave blood and shot it.

It's a musket!

Seeing the guy in Zhu Youjian's hand clearly, Huang Taiji's eyes were full of fire.

Damn.

This Chongzhen child is cheating!

Without too much reaction, I tried my best to slash it.

Although the musket is sharp, it has a fatal flaw and can only be shot three times at a time.

If you pass three times and one by one, you will be subject to others.

Even if he was injured, he would still behead Chongzhen's son.

At this time, there are only five steps apart...

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Unexpectedly, Zhu Youjian turned his wrist and shot three times at Huang Taiji.

It's a musket again, come again...

The two were close, and the blood donated from Huang Taiji's body was stained on Zhu Youjian's robe.

A piece of red!

"ah……"

"You treacherous child..."

After these three shots, Huang Taiji could no longer hold on. He had a flash of his eyes and fell down.

Even so, the long sword in his hand was still tightly held in his hand, trying to cut again.

But the arm was injured and I couldn't lift it up.

It can only be a curse that grits teeth.

When the two horses intersected, Zhu Youjian sat upright and said condescendingly, "There are more cruel than me? More people than me?"

"Then there are many holes on your body!"

"It's not useful to give you a chance!"

"War is a brain-based thing, foolish!"

"Is it difficult to get you to dismount and surrender and whip Nurhaci?"

Zhu Youjian, this is unforgivable, and it is another lesson for Huang Taiji.

Huang Taiji was scolded by a nineteen-year-old boy. He was so angry that he gathered all his strength and slashed with a knife.

Zhu Youjian sneered, flipped his wrist and another musket.

It's still a familiar recipe or a familiar taste.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

After three consecutive shots, Huang Taiji spurted out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.

"Do you think I only have two muskets, idiot?"

Zhu Youjian scolded and lifted up his battle robe.

He had a circle of muskets hanging around his waist.

At least, there are about twenty...

"Crazy kid, treacherous..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Taiji's eyes turned dark and he fainted.
To be continued...