On the official road, the army of Houjin rolled in, and Huang Taiji personally led an army of 3,000.
As for the vanguard, Obai has always been known for his ferocity.
Aobai was born as a general, proficient in riding and shooting, and had superb martial arts.
Although he had just joined the army, even Huang Taiji had heard of his bravery.
The main reason why Huang Taiji let Obai be the vanguard was to let Obai kill the three Ming army cavalry, otherwise they would escape and spread the word. The three of them defeated the 35 warriors of Houjin. What he had done before Wouldn't it be in vain?
With this person opening the way, even Huang Taiji felt relieved.
Facing this fierce general, no one in Ming Dynasty dared to defeat him.
As the army marched, Obai also had a proud look on his face. As soon as he entered the military camp, he became a vanguard. He would definitely become a general in the future.
When Obai was feeling proud, he heard a horse coming from the front to report.
"Report, general, the official route ahead..." Kuai Ma stopped talking.
"What happened at the intersection?" Obai straightened up and stared.
The fast horse swallowed his saliva and had no choice but to say: "General, I don't dare to say anything. You'd better go and see for yourself."
Oboi snorted coldly, took out his whip and whipped it hard: "I'll beat you to death, you little slave!"
After whipping twice, he rode away with his horse, followed closely by the guards around him.
In the distance, there were many people gathered around the intersection, all with ferocious faces, cursing, and very angry.
But Obai didn't even look at it, he just rode his horse and rushed forward.
Everyone quickly got out of the way, and Obai saw everything in front of him.
I saw a lot of headless, naked corpses piled up in a pile, which was extremely ugly.
And there are several Chinese characters written on a big tree next to it.
"What the hell is this written?" Although Obai was born in a general, he didn't know a few words.
No one actually said anything.
Everyone present is illiterate. It would be good if they can recognize the words. How can they tell who is who?
"You, go and drag Fan Wencai over."
Oboi pointed at a person and said.
Although Huang Taiji paid more attention to the literati, in the eyes of other slaves, these surrendered literati were just slaves.
If it weren't for Fan Wencheng being more valued by Huang Taiji, Obai would have just sent someone to drag him over.
In less than a moment, a Han man who looked like a scholar was dragged over.
"What does it say?"
"General, this servant doesn't know." Fan Wencai quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
"Slave? You deserve it!" The whip in Obai's hand kept beating Fan Wencai as if it was for free.
The beating only made Fan Wencai keep rolling on the ground, begging for mercy: "Spare your life, general, spare your life, general, this villain is not worthy of being a slave, he is not worthy of being a slave!"
"If you want to be my slave, you have to make smoke appear on your ancestral grave!" Obai whipped him twice more, then stopped and continued to ask, "Quickly tell me, what is written on it!"
"Slave,..., the villain really doesn't know."
After hearing Fan Wencai's words, Obai was so angry that he jumped off his horse.
He gave Fan Wencai a hard kick, and then with a "bang" sound, he pulled out the waist knife and pressed it against Fan Wencai's neck.
"If you don't say anything, I will kill you!" Obai was full of domineering attitude and his face was ferocious.
Everyone knew that Obai would do what he said, but no one spoke out to dissuade him. Firstly, Houjin's status was clear, and they were not qualified to say that. Secondly, if a surrendered Han dog dies, he will die. , no one would care about him, even if this person's cousin is Fan Wencheng, who has been favored by the Khan recently.
But, what's the use of that? No matter how much he is pampered, he is just a Chinese dog. He can only do a lot of things all day long, and he has no real ability.
No Jurchen could look down upon such a surrendered person.
Even the ancestors can be sold, so what's not to sell?
No one spoke, no one interceded for Fan Wencai, they just watched with laughter, just like watching the excitement.
Fan Wencai was completely confused now. He thought it would be over with a beating, but he didn't know that Obai would be so unreasonable.
The words above were so treasonous that he dared not read them out, for fear that he would be hacked to death by Obai in anger.
And if he hadn't said anything, now that the steel knife was pressed against his neck, I was afraid that Obai would be able to do this cruel thing.
It doesn't matter if I talk about it now, or not if I don't talk about it, what should I do? Fan Wencai immediately felt that Yue Gua was getting hot, and then it became cold. It turned out that he was scared to pee.
This made Obai take two steps back in disgust, and spat: "Things like shit, if you don't tell me, then you must be in cahoots with the Han dog, so go to hell for me!"
As he said that, he raised his sword high and was about to slash at Fan Wencai.
"Stop." Huang Taiji's roar came from the distance. It turned out that when Fan Wencai was dragged over, Fan Wencheng happened to be nearby.
Not knowing what Obai wanted to do to his cousin, Fan Wencheng hurriedly found Huang Taiji.
"Master Beile, this Han dog..." Obai knelt down and explained.
"It's okay, Mr. Fan, tell everyone, what's written on it?" Huang Taiji stretched out his hand to stop him. After what Obai said next, he raised his hands and said to Fan Wencheng.
"Hou Jin is fierce and invincible."
"No, it's obviously five words."
"What do you know? Some Chinese characters appear to be one character, but are actually two characters. Do you understand? This is the way of the proud soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. Hurry up and cut it off."
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"Bump, bump, bump." After a few gunshots, the Ming army turned around and ran away.
"Kill, kill the Guangming Pig," shouted Obai, and took the lead in launching a charge against the Ming army.
In his opinion, those Ming soldiers must have known how powerful he was and fled in fear.
"Boom, boom, boom"
There was a loud noise, followed by shouts and gravel flying. He stretched out his hand to resist, and felt his right hand go numb. It seems that he has lost consciousness.
"What's going on? What happened!" Obai roared and looked at his numb right hand, only to see that half of his palm was gone. It was bloody and unbelievable.
"No, this is impossible. What's going on?" Before Obai could figure out what happened, the horse under his crotch whined and fell to the ground, and Obai also fell off the horse.
"Bang, bang, bang!" As soon as Obai stood up, several projectiles the size of quail eggs flew in front of him. Hao penetrated his armor effortlessly.
With a hint of reluctance and a face full of doubts, Obai died in the hands of the Ming army.
However, he did not die alone. Most of the nearly a hundred slaves who followed him were covered in blood and fell to the ground. It was not known whether they were dead or alive.
The 20 consecutive thunderbolts of Brother No. 1 that everyone had buried exploded!
Obai, who was later called "the first warrior in Manchuria" and who fought for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, died on the way to his first expedition.
In addition, nearly a hundred elite soldiers from Zhenghuang Banner were sent to hell together.
