Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 3
"Brothers, don't disappoint the prince's reward, rise up!"

Although Wang Chuangzi said that his family has been in the Liaodong army for several generations, in fact, his family was a military household who moved from Sichuan to Liaodong in the early years. From the Guanning Army to the Yongwei Camp, they have fought south and north in these years, and they are even more old.

There was already a world feud with the Tartars, the country's enemies and the family's hatred, who doesn't hold back a hatred, now with the support of the King of Lu, these warriors suddenly became fierce.

"Those who dare to resist, kill!"

The dozens of people behind are all veterans of the Yongwei Battalion. Since the death of Wuhu coach Huang Degong, the Yongwei Battalion has completely collapsed. But there are also veterans like Wang Chuangzi who refuse to surrender, but after coming to Zhejiang, they become bereaved dogs without a backbone.

Originally, I was here with King Lu, and I was just looking for a place to stay temporarily. Although King Lu treated everyone fairly well, everyone didn’t take this young King Lu seriously, and at most praised the prince’s good marksmanship in person. .

But now the prince is able to be so stubborn when facing the envoys of the northern captives, but it makes these Qiuba feel very appetized, and even a little admired. This is the courage that Emperor Hongguang never had before. A bit of a fierce emperor's strength of character.

Wang Chuangzi pulled out the Qi family sword, which was narrow and curved, shaped like a Japanese sword. It was a sharp weapon borrowed from the Japanese sword when Qi Jiguang was fighting against the Japanese. Yu Tang Dao has a super cutting and stabbing ability, which was rewarded to Wang Chuangzi by Huang Degong himself.

The knife was out of its sheath, and the light was as cold as snow.

"Bind your hands, or die!" Although Wang Chuangzi had no armor on his body, he had the aura of looking down upon thousands of troops.

Feeling this momentum, Niha also gathered his energy, his face became serious, facing the group of fierce soldiers surrounded by them, he did not retreat.

Instead, ten people quickly gathered into a circle, some took out their bows and others drew their knives.

"Since entering the customs, Fucha Niha, who has a white banner, followed the banner owner Prince Yu to conquer the south, flattened Hebei to settle Shandong, went to Henan to capture Tongguan, joined forces with Prince Azig in Xi'an, surrendered Shaanxi, and then returned to Henan to go out of the tiger. After breaking Guide firmly, our army of the Eight Banners swept across Henan, and all states and counties surrendered in anticipation of the wind."

"Then go to the south of the Yangtze River, break Yangzhou and occupy Zhenjiang, enter Jinling and take Hangzhou. Wherever I go, I really haven't seen a few people who dare to fight, that is, Huang Chuangzi Huang Degong counts as one."

Prime Minister Qi's family knife pointed at Niha, and said coldly, "Mr. Jingguo is my adoptive father, and he is also a mere thieves who can call him by his first name?"

"Oh, it turned out to be Huang Chuangzi's adopted son. It seems that you guys slipped through the net of the Black Tiger Head Army in Wuhu. Hahaha, Huang Degong is already dead because he doesn't know current affairs. Are you still trying to resist Tianwei?"

"Hey, Jianzhen Tartar is also worthy of being called Tianwei?"

Wang Xiang spit on the ground, too lazy to talk nonsense, and rushed up with a knife.

Dai Guangda was stunned. He didn't expect King Lu to be so staunch. He not only refused to submit, but also attacked Qing envoys. He was so anxious that he was not afraid of swords and rushed to the middle.

If the Qing envoy hurt even a single hair, Dai Guangda would have committed a serious crime.

"stop!"

"When the two countries are at war, don't behead envoys!"

Dai Guangda turned to Niha again and begged, "Please also please the envoy to calm down."

Wang Xiang walked up to Dai Guangda and looked at his black gauze hat and Yunyan scarlet robe. Daming has always valued civility over martial arts, not to mention that his previous official position was only as the general manager of the Yongwei Battalion, even if his adoptive father later became an official Fu and Zuo Zhuguo were granted the title of Duke Jing, but they were able to respect a fourth-rank magistrate.

But now, Wang Xiang is unwilling to bear it.

With a fierce kick, he kicked the dog prefect to the ground, "It's because Daming has more soft bones like you that the country is in danger now. The books of sages and sages for decades have all been read in his mother's dog's stomach. goods!"

After kicking and beating his head and face, Dai Guang crawled all over the ground, and crawled up to Neha in a panic, and hugged his thigh, "My God, save me!"

Neha disdains.

But he still pulled out his army guard waist knife.

At this time, Zhang Guojun, who was dressed in flying fish brocade clothes, appeared at the gate, his face was pale, and he announced loudly with a trembling voice, "The prince has ordered that a Tartar reward 50 taels of silver, regardless of life or death!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Pangping couldn't help shaking his body.

"My lord rises up!"

Wang Chuangzi let out a loud roar, and without any hesitation, swung his knife and slashed towards him. Other veterans of the Yongwei Battalion also rushed up.

Neha's face changed drastically, he never expected that these Ming soldiers really dared to attack.

Although he is one of the elite Bayalas among the Eight Banners, one must know that there are three hundred banner men in the Eight Banners of Manchuria.What is it if there are only ten Bajala out of thousands of people in a Niulu?
These elites are also used intensively, either as vanguards or as personal guards of the banner owners and generals, all of them are brave.

It's just that Niha was a little flustered at this moment.

The Eight Banners of the Jurchen are brave. Apart from their fierce personalities, their equipment has always been good. Just like the elite Ba Yala, they are divided into white Ba Yala and red Ba Yala, also known as white armor soldiers and red armor soldiers. They are basically equipped with Wear cotton armor or iron cloth, which is very strong and can resist knives, chopping and arrows, and even has a certain degree of protection against firecrackers.

They were also good at bow and archery. On the battlefield, a small group of ten Ba Yala elites could even directly defeat a battalion of the Ming army.

But now, they came from Hangzhou to Taizhou to surrender. After all, Taizhou was still a Ming place, so they dressed as merchants along the way. Although they had knives and bows, Jia definitely didn't have one.

Without the body armor of mercury, these Bayara elites inlaid with white flags looked calm on the outside, but in fact they were already panicking when they saw the fierce soldiers of the brave guard battalion several times their own.

"I am Baya Lazhuang Da Fucha Niha of Boluobeile under the command of Prince Yu Duduo, the owner of the Xiangbai Banner. , if you dare to hurt me, I will slaughter the entire city of Taizhou!" Neha threatened.

"Die!" Wang Xiang didn't bother to answer his noise, and the Qi family knife swung like light.

"This knife is for Emperor Lie!"

"This knife is for Duke Yasukuni!"

"This knife is for the 80 people who were slaughtered in Yangzhou!"

One knife after another, the light of the knife is like snow.

Niha had no choice but to bite the bullet and swung the knife to block, the sword was shining and the sword was shadowed, and he blocked it a few times, but he also felt the bravery of this black and strong soldier, his physical strength was actually superior to his, his tiger's mouth was already numb, and even his arms were sore.

Dai Guangda was still hugging Neha's thigh. Angrily, Neha cut off one of his arms with a knife, and then kicked the painful traitor towards Wang Chuangzi.

When Wang Xiang saw that the once high-ranking civil servant was kicked like a dog, his eyes flashed coldly, and he slashed at him without avoiding it.

The slender Qi family knife hit Dai Guangda in the middle, and cut him in two.

Dai Guangda was cut in half by the middle and fell to the ground, half of his body was still struggling to move, crawling towards Niha.

A young man caught up behind Wang Xiang, chopped off his head again, bent down to pick it up, and said loudly with the head, "Father, can this be exchanged for 50 taels of silver?"

Wang Xiang flicked the Qi family saber, and the leopard's head and eyes were already staring at the next target, Niha, without turning back, "This is a traitor's coat, not a real tartar, and it's not worth 50 taels."

The young man threw his head aside in disgust, "Where is the fourth rank official?"

"Since the thief has been surrendered, he is a traitor and a traitor. It's shit."

Wang Xiang stared at Niha, "You are a real tartar a few times, come again!"

Fuchaniha looked at the prefect of Taizhou who had been cut into three, his scalp was a little numb, and he was careless.

"I want to see King Lu, I am the envoy of the Qing Dynasty!"

"Abandon weapons, kneel down, get down, or die!" After Wang Xiang finished speaking, he swung his knife and jumped up again without waiting for a reply.

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Zhu Yihai appeared behind the gate of King Lu's Mansion. Looking at the battle outside the gate, his face was as calm as the surface of a lake, but his heart was actually shaking with thunder.

He appeared before Dai Guangda was hacked to death, but he didn't stop Wang Xiang.

Niha looked for the steps to go down, but Zhu Yihai didn't use the slope to get off the donkey.

Since there is going to be a fight, there is no hesitation at all. Surrendering faction is no good, and swaying left and right is even more wrong.

His biggest achievement today should be the Prime Minister, he did not expect the defeated veteran from the Yongwei Battalion to be so fierce.

Gu Wenguang, Zhang Guojun, Ke Fengyi and other people accompanied them around, watching the fight in front of the door, they were all secretly terrified, especially Chang Shi Gu Wenguang, who was terrified. I'm not worried at all, since Daming is about to die anyway, who cares about a magistrate.

But the one opposite is Beishi.

It's not those traitors who surrendered, but the real Tartars, and he has a very strong background from the fact that he reported his name just now.

"My lord, hurry up and stop those bold guards."

Zhu Yihai's eyes were like lightning, and he gave Gu Wenguang a hard look.

"What does it mean to be bold and bold? That's what it means to be brave and loyal."

The fight didn't last long.

In front of the gate of the palace, after Prime Minister Wang made his move, his old brothers from the Yongwei Camp had the upper hand, and soon after hearing the news, other old brothers also rushed over. In the end, more than 100 people surrounded ten people, Not to mention the addition of the Wang Fu Musketeers under Lao Zhu's command.

"My lord, it's fortunate that Wang Xiang didn't disgrace his life, and has already captured these damned Jianlu tartars!"

Wang Xiang bowed to Zhu Yihai with a knife in his hand.

Lao Zhu looked at this strong man with a leopard head and eyes around him. At this time, his body was covered with blood, both the enemy's and his own. Several wounds on his body were bleeding profusely.

Gu Wenguang yelled, "Don't disturb the king!" To this brave warrior, he had a look of disdain and a hint of fear.

However, Zhu Yihai stepped forward directly, bent down to help Wang Xiang, "True warriors, I heard that the warrior battalion was elite and brave, and I saw it with my own eyes today, so I know that there are no warriors under the name. title."

While talking, Zhu Yihai also directly tore off a few pieces of silk from the brocade robe on his body, and directly wrapped it up for Wang Xiang.

"My lord, we have captured the Tartars, and we will wait for your lord's punishment." Wang An, the adoptive son of Wang Xiang, dragged the half-dead Neha over. Neha was besieged by the king and was outnumbered. A blood man, it seems that he can't survive.

"You guys have the guts to wait for the wrath of my Eight Banners to descend!" Niha knew he couldn't survive, so he was still stubborn in the end.

Looking at the bloody man, Lao Zhu felt his chest and abdomen rolling. The strong smell of blood made him a little uncomfortable, but he still tried his best to keep calm.

"I am waiting!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yihai pulled out the loaded Francophone flintlock from his robe, and pointed it at Niha's head.

There was a loud bang and smoke rose.

Neha's head turned into a rotten watermelon.

The whole place was silent.

Everyone stared blankly at His Royal Highness King Lu in the panlong robe, and stood there dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)