East Factory Governor

Chapter 762 The Death of Fan Wencheng

The army moved forward, rampant all the way.

Because the surrounding areas are plains, there is almost no dangerous land, and the intelligence work of the Ming army is excellent, and the horse post system is perfect, it is impossible for the Tartars to ambush the Ming army on the road when marching during the day.

There is only one possibility for a field battle, and that is that they come to attack the camp at night.

But it seems that the Tartars didn't have this idea. The Ming army's camp was quiet every night, which disappointed the highly alert Ming army.

Seven days later, Qin Shuhuai's army came to the city of Ashiniulu.

Ashniulu is a big city, the city wall is five miles long and wide, and the city wall is thick and solid, and the Tartars have spent a lot of time here.

This is a typical large fortress.

Inside the city, Manggurtai fell into anxiety again.

Now in Ashniulu, there are only [-] soldiers in total, including [-] Mongolian soldiers and [-] Western Region soldiers.

With such an army, facing the [-] troops of the Ming Dynasty, Mang Gurtai had no idea.

When I was anxious, someone came to report from outside the door.

"Heshuobile, the Ming army is calling for battle outside the city, and they claim to have sent an envoy. It seems to be Mr. Fan."

"Which Mr. Fan?"

"It's Fan Wencheng."

Hearing Fan Wencheng Mang Gurtai became angry on the spot!

If it weren't for the bad idea of ​​this Han slave, how could Dajin have the defeat of Daheishan Fort?A total of [-] elites!Sixty thousand elite!Just because the Han slaves of the Ming Dynasty were destroyed!
He even wanted to kill that guy in his dreams, but he didn't expect that guy to come here as an envoy of the Ming army?
What is he here for?Do you want to persuade Lao Tzu to surrender? !

No, he came to humiliate Ben Baylor!
What a shame, what a shame!
He slammed the table and said with a sneer, "Okay, it's just in time! Come on, set up a big pot to boil water, Ben Belle is going to cook him alive!"

Let's say that outside the city of Ashniulu, Lai San'er kicked Fan Wencheng.

"get out!"

Fan Wencheng still can't believe that he can return to the "home side" camp alive.

But one thing he knew, Qin Shuhuai let him go back because he wanted to humiliate the Tartars.

His nose is now cut, which has stopped the bleeding but makes him look like a monster.

On his forehead was engraved the word "treacherous", and on his face were also engraved the six characters "Huangtai Ji bastard"—it was still engraved in Manchu!

Of course, he couldn't see what was written on his face.

In any case, he felt that it was a good thing to be able to escape from the tiger's mouth of the Ming army!As long as he can go back, with his status in front of Huang Taiji, I believe no one would dare to kill him.

It depends on the owner to beat a dog, doesn't it?
As for Huang Taiji, he had already thought up a set of rhetoric, and tried his best to push away his guilt at that time. Although his future would be gone, Huang Taiji had a lot to do to stabilize the hearts of the Han people at this sensitive moment. Chances are he won’t kill himself—if even Han Chinese like him who have made such great contributions to Dajin are killed, wouldn’t those Han people be more secretive of the Ming Dynasty when the Ming army approached the city?
He is still very confident in himself, thinking that his judgment will not be wrong.

So Fan Wencheng let go of his pace and ran wildly.

He ran to the bottom of the city and shouted loudly, "Pull me up quickly, I am Fan Wencheng."

Sure enough, a large bamboo basket was immediately lowered from the top of the wall, Fan Wencheng jumped into the basket, and the Tartars at the top of the wall slowly pulled him up.

Fan Wencheng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was finally safe!
But he didn't want those Tartars to tie him up without saying a word.

No matter how much he yelled, those Tartars didn't bother to say a word to him, and immediately sent him to Mangurtai.

Mang Gurtai looked at Fan Wencheng who had lost his nose, and then at the manchu tattoos on his face, his face turned pale with anger, and his teeth rattled.

"Hmph, Fan Wencheng, do you still have the guts to come back?"

Fan Wencheng knelt down on the ground with a puff, and said in tears, "Lord Baylor, I'm guilty, I'm sorry for Da Khan, I'm sorry for Da Jin! That Qin Shuhuai is so cunning, I really can't figure out how he can see through us A plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain! Lord Belle please punish him!"

Although he felt that Mang Gurtai would not kill him, he still had to confess his guilt, after all, he was the one who came up with this plan.

However, he still emphasized that it wasn't that his strategy was bad, but that the enemy was too cunning.

Great cunning.

Mang Gurtai's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he snorted coldly, "Is it that Qin Shuhuai is too cunning, or are you secretly planning to frame Da Jin with the Ming army?"

After hearing this, Fan Wencheng's face turned pale. If Mang Gurtai said that, he really wanted to kill him!

He hurriedly said, "Lord Baylor, since I became an official, I have always been loyal to Da Jin. Although I have suffered this defeat, I didn't offer many good strategies for Da Jin before, right? This is what Da Khan admits. Still Yes, if I were a spy of the Ming army, why would the Ming army still humiliate me like this, and why would they let me back! Lord Belle, Mingjian!"

How could Mangurtai not know this, but today he just wanted to kill this Han slave, and wanted to vent his anger!At this time, Fan Wencheng still told him the facts and reasoned, which was useless.

Not to mention the big defeat this time, not to mention the insult to the Khan with the tattoo on Fan Wencheng's face, just because Fan Wencheng, a Han Chinese, was so favored in front of the Khan, he wanted to kill Fan Wencheng.

In addition, he also had another reason for wanting to kill Fan Wencheng, that is, if this Hannu hadn't always been in front of Da Khan agitating to go south to conquer Ming, how could Da Jin have the disaster he is today?
Thinking of this, his face became darker.

Said, "Fan Wencheng, do you think that Ben Baylor will still listen to your nonsense? You remember, the big gold was destroyed in the hands of Han slaves like you! If you hadn't encouraged the Great Khan to march south several times, I am now big Jin will never end up in such a state! You are a spineless Han slave, a scum full of selfish desires, and you are my eternal sinner! Today, I will cook you alive!"

After hearing this, Fan Wencheng was so scared that he sat down on the ground, crying bitterly, "Master Baylor, Lord Baylor, you have to think twice! If you want to kill me, you have to sweat profusely, you, you..."

Before he finished speaking, three wolf-like Ba Yala soldiers rushed over and dragged him outside.

A large urn as tall as a person is filled with water, and the bottom of the pot is licked by a raging fire, and the water in the pot is boiling and bubbling.

Fan Wencheng never imagined in his dreams that he had exhausted all his tricks, and under the infamy of a "traitor of the Han Dynasty", exhausted all his life's knowledge to serve as the back and forth of the Tartars, and in the end he only got this kind of ending.

He was not reconciled.

But he is powerless to change and has no right to regret.

Until this moment he finally understood that he was just a dog of the Tartars.

Now that the Tartars are in decline, and his dog is powerless, his life or death is no longer his master's concern.

He was driven up.

"Pfft!"

thrown into boiling water.

At that moment, he shouted hissingly, "You son of a bitch, I hope Qin Shuhuai will destroy your entire clan!"

(End of this chapter)