As we all know, people die every day in the Eastern World.
The number of people who wanted to get rid of Liu Zhaosun and get rewards from the Council of Elders was not 80 million, but 100 million, so Qi Meng had to give up his previous identity, stay anonymous, and try not to attract the attention of other time-travelers.
Compared to Qi Taizu, who had great military exploits, he was just an unknown person in this world.
In the Battle of Saarhu, tens of thousands of troops were wiped out like mowing grass. In these troubled times, if you want to survive, you have to fight for your life.
Travelers in the classical era often want to change history, slaughter the Qing Dynasty, destroy the Manchus, save the Ming Dynasty and realize the grand vision of human unity, but he has no grand vision at all. He just wants to leave this land of right and wrong as soon as possible and find a relatively safe place to grow up in obscene ways. No, to be precise, he just eats and waits for death.
Liaodong is obviously not the best choice to return to the countryside, and other places are not reassuring. As far as Qi Meng knows, there are currently a large number of players entering the server from all over the world (even in Antarctica). Some of them are orphans after their parents died. In the courtyard, some started with a bowl and are now emperors, and some time travelers have turned into a dragon, a snake, a dog, a cat, a mosquito, or even maggots in the cesspool (don’t underestimate the imagination of Eastern World players).
What frightens Qi Meng the most is that in Hainan, close to the south, there is a large group of time travelers sharpening their knives in Lingao County, preparing to hunt him... In short, in this plane where time travelers are everywhere, he will soon Become the public enemy of all people (including ferocious animals).
Compared with these ubiquitous enemies all over the world, the blue-flag leader Amin, who was standing in front of Qi Meng, smelling of alcohol and with red eyes, seemed somewhat pretty, amiable and approachable.
"Who are you from?"
In the tent that was blackened by torches, flag owner Amin squinted his eyes and inadvertently looked at the leader of the white-armored soldiers kneeling in front of him. The white-armored soldiers were tall, with a murderous look between their brows, and their temperament was obviously inconsistent with the Jianzhou Jurchen.
"If you go back to Er Beile, the slave belongs to Little Beile."
"Little Belle?"
Amin opened his slender eyes slightly and began to carefully observe the white-armored soldiers in front of him. Of course, the little Belle mentioned by the white-armored soldiers was not Dorgon Duduo. At this time, the two brothers were still young and had not yet been assigned to Niulu.
Amin looked back at Geshiha beside him. Geshiha quickly stepped forward and whispered: "Master, these people were indeed brought in by Jierhalang."
The leader of the Xianglan Banner frowned. Before the war, when discussing the affairs in the palace of Hetuala Khan and talking about the deployment of troops in the Saarhu War, Jilharang said that he wanted to strengthen the Xianglan Banner, so he was sweating profusely these days. Troops were constantly mobilized to support the Xianglan Banner, so many new faces were added to the records.
Even a fool knows that this is no support, it is clearly infiltration. Amin was well aware of Nurhachi's conspiracy, but he just kept it secret.
"You look very cool. Where are the other white-armored soldiers? The ones I sent out."
"Let Liu Wei kill him. Only the young one and a few Bao Yi escaped."
After the leader of the white-armored soldiers finished speaking, he took out a few bloody spanners from his arms, spread them out in the palm of his hand, and handed them to the owner of the blue flag with a trembling hand.
"What!" Amin grabbed the ring and showed it to Geshiha beside him. It was indeed one of his own. He angrily picked up the collar of the white-armored soldier: "The white-armored soldier I sent was killed by Nikan. If you don't take revenge, you came back unscathed! You bastards! I'm going to kill you!"
As he spoke, he pulled out his sword. Geshiha quickly stepped forward to stop him and whispered a few words in a low voice before Amin put the sword back into its sheath.
"Bitch, don't think that I don't know your tricks and want to take the blue flag from me, unless I die!"
Geshiha helped the flag master sit down, patted his master gently on the back, and spoke softly, and Amin calmed down a little. At this time, he didn't care about the life or death of the white-armored soldier, and asked with a little gloating:
"So, Nikan has seen through Li Yongfang's plan?"
The leader of the white-armored soldiers said thoughtfully: "Returning to the master, more than 20 of us were heading west. Last night, we bumped into the vanguard of Liu Wei's army at Shajianzi Mountain. We had just explained our intention to Nikan, but before we had time to present the Juniper Flag token to Liu Wei was arrested by Liu Dadao and his adopted son Liu Tianxing. Fortunately, we escaped quickly and turned into the woods and ran all the way to escape the pursuit of Liu Wei's servants. We survived. Mandahan and the others were captured. They were so lucky, until they were all beheaded by Liu Wei as a sacrifice to the flag..."
"What about Nikan now?"
"Escaped. They set off overnight last night and ran away in the middle of the night. We personally entered the camp and saw that the earthen stove for cooking was still smoking and the pot was gone."
There was a sighing sound in the big tent, Amin's eyes kept changing, and the surrounding Geshiha subconsciously took two steps back, waiting for the storm to come.
The lights in the big tent were swaying, and the north wind was making a roaring noise on the cow felt roof, as if a giant beast was beating the tent.
It took Amin a long time to say: "Call that bitch slave Li Yongfang to come over!"
A Geshiha said uneasily: "Master, it's almost the third quarter of Yin hour. I'm afraid Li E's consort has already fallen asleep."
The leader of the Xianglan Banner slapped Goshiha on the forehead.
"Take it to me when you're asleep. You're not good at work. You only want to flatter others. How come the Great Khan is surrounded by such trash!"
Ge Shiha looked at his master in horror and quickly took the order and left.
Li Yongfang was originally a guerrilla in Fushun. When Nurhachi attacked Fushun, he surrendered without resistance and became a loyal minister of Dajin. He was highly regarded by Nurhachi and continued to garrison Fushun.
In addition, Lao Nu married Li Yongfang, the daughter of his seventh son, Beile Abata, as his wife, so he was also called the Consort of Fuxi.
Qi Meng turned around and winked at the people behind him, signaling everyone to prepare for the upcoming assassination.
The reason why Erbei Le Amin was not assassinated immediately was because Amin and Li Yongfang were two relatives after all, and the family needed to be in order.
In the first update, the crescent moon didn’t come out.
Diao Chan, beauty, come downstairs
Kneel down on the ground in the dust
Burn incense and worship the moon.
Because of our kindness, eh, eh, eh, I say grace and love.
Second watch, the crescent moon is in the due east.
The number in Nantang is called Gao Qiong.
I took in a good wife named Liu Fengying.
Miss Liu, for Gao Lang
That’s why I got that appearance. Oh, I’m talking about lovesickness...
Before Goshiha, who was carrying the letter, notified him, Fuxi's consort Li Yongfang tightly wrapped his cloak, hummed a little tune, and, escorted by two wrapped servants, walked through the densely packed tents toward the flag master's tent. Come.
Counting the time, Liu Qingjun should have entered the ambush surrounded by blue flags at this time, and may have been annihilated, so he had to go to Amin's place to take a look.
As a loyal veteran of Daikin, at this moment, Li Yongfang was in a happy mood, walking briskly, scanning the densely packed Houjin tents on both sides, and feeling a sense of contentment and security in his heart.
That was a sense of security that the Ming Dynasty court had never given the Li family.
When passing through the center of the camp, I caught a glimpse of a coated soldier standing with a gun in the shadow of a tent, huddled and shivering in the cold wind. The coated soldier was wearing a single coat with urala grass stuffed in it, and his whole body was shaking as if he was sifting chaff.
"Have a good night watch!"
Li Yongfang strode forward, patted Bao Yi's shoulder, half scolded, half encouraged:
"Work hard, and when Nikan is defeated, I will achieve military merit and raise the flag for you!"
After hearing this, the coated soldier was like a starving man who saw the big cake on the paper. He immediately became energetic. He straightened his back in the cold wind and looked at Fuxi's consort with full respect.
"Don't worry, Mr. Li. When we get to the battlefield, I will chop off a few more Nikan's heads!"
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Entering the large tent of the Xianglan Banner, the Liaodong tune of the fifth crescent moon came to an abrupt end.
The leader of the Xianglan Banner had his back turned to him, and the several Goshiha had unkind expressions. Li Yongfang had not yet reacted.
Erbeile suddenly turned around, his eyes were blood red, and the riding crop was whipped out.
"I said in the morning that I would kill Liu Wei directly. You have to do something to "outwit me". Now the pheasant on the chopping board has flown away and you have lost so many warriors in vain. Did you do this on purpose, you dog slave? I am today I’m going to chop you up!”
Li Yongfang was confused. He was whipped several times and did not dare to escape. Fortunately, he was wearing cotton armor and was not seriously injured.
"Master, what's going on?"
Although he is Fuxi's Prince Consort and Nurhachi's think tank, compared with these real Nuzhen masters, he is just a talking dog, and the kind of dog that may be beaten to death by his master if he says the wrong thing.
A Ge Shiha said with a gloomy face: "Li E, the white-armored soldiers sent by the master to convey the military information were all killed by Liu Wei. Liu Wei knew that we were going to sneak attack on him, so he ran away now!"
"Liu Wei ran away? This is impossible." Before Li Yongfang could finish speaking, he was whipped again.
"You did it on purpose! You little slave!"
Amin knew that this man had spoken ill of himself in front of the Great Khan again and again, and he was thinking about how to help the Great Khan weaken the blue flag every day.
"Er Beile, there must be a misunderstanding."
The situation is critical, related to the rise and fall of the Kingdom of Jin, and the reputation of the Eight Banners of Jianzhou. As a loyal minister of the Kingdom of Jin, and as the Prince Consort of Fushun, even if he is really chopped up by the reckless man in front of him, the loyal and patriotic Li Yongfang cannot sit idly by.
"Master! Don't be angry! Of course the sacrifice of the warrior will not be in vain. When Liu Wei is captured alive, the master can chop him with as many swords as he wants! But now, we need to find out the military situation as soon as possible. Then Liu Wei may not know about the destruction of Jun Song, so Scared?"
"Juniper and Marin have been annihilated by the Great Khan, and the roads between the east and west are blocked by white-armored soldiers. Liu Wei is not a god, how did he know?? You are still lying to me, you little slave!"
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"Er Beile, I don't know if I should take it seriously if I have something to say?"
Seeing that Li Yongfang was almost beaten, Qi Meng decided to take action.
"What words?"
Amin was still angry and pointed at a few white-armored soldiers and said: "After this dog slave is dealt with, I will engage you in military law. Say anything quickly..."
Qi Meng nodded repeatedly and leaned in front of Erbeile.
"My master Jierharang is ready to replace..."
When it came to the most critical point, the white-armored soldier winked, and Amin waved his hand impatiently, signaling the surrounding Geshiha to avoid him temporarily.
Several strong-backed Geshiha exited the tent with an extraordinary look, and Li Yongfang also limped out.
"So you, a dog slave, are here to surrender. That's fine. Tell me, what do you want?"
Qi Meng stared into Amin's eyes and said word by word: "I want Erbeile to die one more time."
After saying that, he pulled out the long knife from Amin's waist and slashed with it. Cold light flashed, and the owner of the inlaid blue flag covered his bleeding throat with one hand, made a hehe sound in his mouth, and pointed with one hand. Qi Meng slowly fell to the ground.
