Dorgon stood far away and looked at the person in front of him. Judging from his figure, this person was not very burly, and he was not very extraordinary. He had a pretty face and tender skin, but he looked like a white-faced scholar. He would never be the Ming army's night.

Dorgon thought of the demonic path in his mind, but he denied the correct answer. Because in his opinion, the demonic path would never be tied up by someone's medicine.

"Who are you?" Dorgon spoke very fluently in Chinese, which is rare among the Jurchen nobles. The big reason why he was appreciated by Huang Taiji was that he did not exclude knowledge and Ming culture.

Mangurtai is a counterexample. He hopes that the Jurchen tradition can be preserved and carried forward, and he is determined to reject the Ming Dynasty. Although he can understand Chinese, he speaks with a stuttering and knotting tongue. Therefore, at this moment, the limelight of the interrogation can only be handed over to Dorgon, which makes him feel a little unwilling.

"Are you Dorgon?" Qian Yiqun asked back.

"Rareless!" Zhang Tou whipped over with his head, fully demonstrating his bravery as a slave.

Qian Yiqun grinned, the moment the horse whip was about to fall on his body...

"Mu double!"

In front of everyone, Qian Yiqun suddenly appeared beside Dorgon. The cow tendon rope fell on the ground, surrounding a grass that had not yet been slapped.

Zhang Tou was sucked in vain. When he was confused and at a loss, he suddenly heard a commotion from the Jurchens. He quickly looked up and looked at him, and was so scared that he was out of his mind.

Qian Yiqun held the Jieyin in his hand, and happily put it on Dorgon's neck, and said calmly: "Mergen Daiqing, finally I saw the real person."

"A kind man?" Dorgon pretended to be calm. "I admire you for a long time."

"You're welcome, you're welcome," Qian Yiqun said with a smile. "I didn't expect that the wisest Jurchens came to chase me, which is so honorable. I won't say much about it. I want a map of Liaodong, so you can go and prepare it for me."

Dorgon felt a chill in his heart and said to himself: He doesn’t want food and water, nor does he have a mount. Just a map, what are he thinking? Damn, he must have treasures like Qiankun Bags on him, and those guys didn’t search!

Qian Yiqun's treasures can be placed in the golden scale basket, but those who can't be placed in the purple house are also collected in the purple house. What can those people who searched their bodies?

"Hurry!" Qian Yiqun said impatiently, "Otherwise, you will be cut alive!"

"If you kill me, you can't escape the pursuit of our Jin army." Dorgon suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "It's better to come and serve the Khan. Now my Khan is a heroic lord. With the help of the Taoist master, the world can be settled!"

Qian Yiqun's hidden sword in his hand pulled a flower. Dorgon felt a chill on his face, and he heard a slap, as if something had fallen to the ground. Everyone looked in the sound. He saw an ear lying on the ground, and his heart suddenly felt cold.

Dorgon almost fainted from pain, and was pulled by Qian Yiqun. Qian Yiqun was wearing the stripped armor and was not worried about leaving it on his body. He wiped the Jieyin sword on Dorgon and said, "Give me a terrain map of Liaodong."

"Can't give it to him!" Manguertai finally learned the demon's request through the shopkeeper, "He said he was going to Shenyang to massacre the city!"

Everyone was shocked.

If someone else said he wanted to go to the city alone, he would probably be regarded as a crazy crazy person.

But these words come from the mouth of kind people. This is a bit dangerous.

Because he is a crazy lunatic himself, and a capable lunatic.

"Who is that?" Qian Yiqun pointed at Mangourtai and asked.

"Mangguertai." Dorgon betrayed his brother without any pressure, "My Later Jin Dynasty's political affairs belle! You must not be rude to him!"

If you want to find a hostage, go find him!

This is what Qian Yiqun heard.

"Mangguertai..." Qian Yiqun chewed in his mouth. "I really want to hear that, he is not incompatible with Huang Taiji, right?"

The year before yesterday, Huang Taiji took the Jurchens to take a detour to Mongolia from Jizhen to enter the pass. Manguertai also had a dispute with Huang Taiji and opposed this decision. As for the differences between the flag affairs, the six ministries, Dingkou, and the territory, there were even more numerous. Almost the entire Jin Dynasty knew that Manguertai and Huang Taiji were not on the same path.

At this time, the Jin Dynasty had not yet completed its centralization. Huang Taiji was a nominal Khan, but he was far from Nurhaci's prestige. The only one who could really control was the two yellow flags, so he was ridiculed as the two yellow flags. He promoted his own proposition through the Eight Kings Political Consultative Conference, which was quite a bit like a slave republic system. It was by sacrificing his authority to maintain the unification of the Jin Dynasty.

Even so, some people still like more barbaric times, such as the owner of the Blue Flag Flag, Da Beilemanguertai.

Qian Yiqun found that the political belle in front of him happened to be Huang Taiji's pig-like teammate, so of course he would not be rude to him. He said, "Where is the topographic map I want!" Then his second ear fell to the ground.

The master was in trouble, so he naturally frightened the slaves below. They knew that they could not escape and die today, and the difference was only to implicate their family members.

Sony almost fainted, and he said tremblingly: "Savant, let's do it slowly, let's prepare the map for you!"

"No!" Dorgon and Mangourtai shouted at the same time.

Mangurtai was afraid that Qian Yiqun would kill in Liaodong and would inevitably shake the rear of the army. However, Dorgon knew that Qian Yiqun died instantly when he got the map.

"Would you like to let Melgen Daiqing go after you get the map?" Sony took the map presented by the Ranger and bargained with Qian Yiqun.

"Of course you can let him go." Qian Yiqun said with a smile.

Sony walked forward tremblingly, knelt on one knee, and presented Qian Yiqun with both hands.

Qian Yiqun grabbed the map, pushed Dorgon away, and said, "Get out!"

Dorgon staggered two steps and was supported by Sony. Both of them retreated at the same time.

Qian Yiqun expanded the map and saw that there were indeed labels of various cities, which were different from the Northeast map of later generations. He knew that this was a real map that was not very accurate and was collected in a golden scale basket.

"Hey, haven't you got out yet?" Qian Yiqun looked up and saw that the Jurchens were still surrounding him in the middle. He was quite surprised: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Shoot the arrow!" Mangourtai roared.

Qian Yiqun heard the sound of strings, with a smile on his face, and took a ghost step. In an instant, various human-shaped positions full of murderous intent appeared in his mind. Even if someone was hiding behind the house, as long as he shot arrows with murderous intent, he could not escape the sense of the kind-hearted man.

Among these murderous human figures with red light, Dorgon's red light was the most prosperous, naturally because he wanted to tear Qian Yiqun into pieces. In the Jin Dynasty, only those who were punished with corporal punishment would lack organs. Of course, this proud Melgen Daiqing could not accept that he had become a prisoner. Moreover, the experience of being held hostage is also a stain on his life.

Dorgon gritted his teeth and let his servants bandage him to stop the bleeding. Although the pain was so painful, he didn't even hum.

"You will get out of here, don't you get out." Qian Yi's devilish voice came from behind Dorgon, "Now I want to get out, but I have no chance."

In an instant, Dorgon's eyes widened, and he felt a chill on his waist, and his whole body seemed to have been pulled away. He slowly turned around and looked at Qian Yiqun's eyes: "You, you, you must die a good death..."

"Well, you can die like you." Qian Yiqun smiled and said, "Breaking!"

The Jieyin Sword was originally integrated into one, shaking out a cloud of blood mist.

Qian Yiqun had already jumped aside and grabbed Sony's braid and said, "What's your name?"

Sony was thinking about whether he should reveal his identity, and suddenly a shiny flashed in front of him.

"What do you call me?" Qian Yiqun had cut off his carotid artery. "Anyway, it's enough to have one teammate like a pig."

Mangurtai looked at Qian Yiqun who was approaching step by step. The knife in his hand was already trembling.

Qian Yiqun laughed: "Master Beile should work harder, don't let Huang Taiji annex you one by one." After that, Qian Yiqun shouted: "Thunder come!"

The blue thunder ball flew behind Mangurtai and was about to hit the shaman.

Well, no one who awakens the spiritual aggregate cannot be kept!

Qian Yiqun made up his mind and flew out of the Jieyin Sword and killed another shaman.

"And you traitors," Qian Yiqun turned around, "Is he a member of the eight great masters of Shanxi merchants?"

Before Zhang Tou and the shopkeeper had time to answer, Qian Yiqun had already bullied him. The light of the Jie Yin sword flowed, carrying the sword energy emitted by the Zhuxian sword pills, and started killing among the crowd.

The left-behind Jurchen old man took out his own bow, arrows, and rushed towards Qian Yiqun with the dragon spirit who killed the Han people back then. Qian Yiqun had no chance to kill these pale-haired old men. Although he knew that they were all covered in blood, he did not have the leisure to judge them.

but……

Since you are seeking death yourself, you will be unreasonable for the Taoist being ruthless.

Qian Yiqun's thought flashed through his mind, and the Jie Yin sword flew farther away. Everyone with weapons in his hands was killed by many of these divine weapons.

For a moment, this quiet Jurchen village was filled with blood, and the air was filled with blood.

Mangurtai stood in the distance, his legs trembled. He once led the Jurchen cavalry to massacre the city and enjoyed the wailing of innocent people. He once thought that it was the most beautiful sound in the world. Every time he heard it, he would be full of excitement. The pleasure was no less than a Han girl.

However, today, the same voice made Mangourtai feel the fear from hell. He watched the man kill the man like mowing grass, but his expression on his face was so relaxed and calm, as if he was doing something trivial.

The other Jurchens hid back home, and every family closed their doors, hiding in the dark corners of the house, trembling, fearing that the murderer would break into their homes.

Fewer and fewer people dared to run. Qian Yiqun finally put away the Jie Yin Sword, breathed a lightly, and said, "Killing is really boring, right? Beile."

Manguertai didn't really understand Qian Yiqun's words, but just nodded mechanically.

"Taoist, I have actually always abide by the principle of 'If you can kill or not kill,' but these people have carried too many lives of Han people in the past, and now they want to be unfavorable to Taoist, so I should kill them for these new and old hatreds, right? Beile."

Manguertai nodded repeatedly, his Adam's apple surging, but he couldn't say a word.

Qian Yiqun smiled at him, walked to Dorgon and Sony, and cut off their heads.

"Say to Huang Taiji," Qian Yiqun carried two gold coins with rat-tailed braids, "I took these two."

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