Dorgon reborn

Breathing was extremely difficult, something sealed his mouth and nose, the severe pain left him no room to resist, and his chest heaved greatly due to the extreme lack of oxygen.However, when he was about to lose consciousness, the thing that blocked his breathing suddenly disappeared, and the air entered his lungs again, but he was completely unaware.

The artillery fire had ceased long ago, corpses were strewn across the field, and the smell of blood was everywhere.On the high city wall, Yuan Chonghuan's eager gaze swept across the smoky battlefield, his heart was constricted into a ball at this time, and he felt faint pain every time he jumped.He could hear the cheers of the soldiers dancing and cheering, but he didn't feel a trace of joy. The price of victory was the life of his beloved.With a bitter smile, isn't he too 'selfish'?

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Abahai hugged her blood-covered son tightly, her eyes were already blurred by tears, she touched her son's face with trembling hands, and her mournful voice kept calling for the unconscious person, "Dorgon, open your eyes and look at Er Niang, don't scare Er Niang..."

"Dorgon..." Nurhachi lifted the curtain and strode into the big tent. When he saw the person lying quietly on the bed, his body shook slightly. shaken.He came to the bed with unsteady steps, and he didn't know where to touch his raised hand. There were bloodstains everywhere, and the white military uniform had long lost its true colors.

Jian Mei frowned and roared angrily: "Military doctor...Are you all dead, military doctor? Hurry up and save people!" He never thought that the red cannon in Ningyuan City could have such a great lethality. He originally wanted his son to experience it. , it turned out that his underestimation of the enemy killed Dorgon!If something happened to him, he would never forgive himself in his life.

The military doctors rushed forward and began to treat Dorgon's wound. Everyone frowned, but the man who was smiling yesterday became like this today.

Qi and blood surged up, and there was a sweet smell in his mouth. Nurhachi quickly covered his mouth with his hands, and swallowed back the blood that was about to spit out.At this moment, his army has lost the battle. If at this critical juncture, he, the Khan, falls ill again, his morale will be even more depressed.

"King Khan?!" Abahai saw the strangeness of Nurhachi, glanced at Dorgon who was surrounded by military doctors, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "King Khan, you have to take care of yourself, you should go back to the big tent to rest first. " With her son on one side and her husband on the other, Abahai felt that the sky was about to collapse, how could she, a weak woman, resist this series of blows.

Nurhachi waved his hands, took a breath, and said slowly, "I'm fine, you...stay here with Dorgon." Holding the table, he slowly straightened his body and let out a long breath.Every time he took a breath, his chest was painful like being pricked by a needle. He walked out of the big tent, glanced at his son and ministers standing on both sides, and said in a low voice, "Prepare to attack the city."

"Father Khan...Let the ministers lead the army to attack the city!" There were voices of consolation in the surroundings, and the four major Baylors came to Nurhachi first.

"Stop talking, I've made up my mind!" Nurhachi's eyes were bloodthirsty, and he would never let the little Ningyuan City block his grand ambition of marching into the Central Plains.After a few steps, he came to the mount, leaped onto the horse's back, raised the sword in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Whoever kills the enemy bravely will be rewarded, and whoever retreats and is timid will be killed!"

Nurhachi led his eight-banner iron cavalry to rush to Ningyuan City again. The banner soldiers stepped on the corpses of their companions and marched forward bravely.This move showed a miraculous effect. In the afternoon, three or four large holes with a width of [-] zhang had been dug, and the Shouyuan City was in jeopardy.Some soldiers of the Ming army began to be timid. At the critical moment, Yuan Chonghuan was hit by an arrow in his left arm. He cut off his battle robe to cover the wound, took the lead, and stood at the gap to personally command the battle.

The morale was greatly boosted, and he fought hard to be the first. At the moment of extreme crisis, Yuan Chonghuan ordered Jin Qizong to lead people to wrap explosives in quilts and reed flowers, throw them under the city, and then ignite them. The situation was reversed in an instant.The explosives that were detonated exploded below the city, and the city was immediately engulfed in flames. The flag soldiers who chiseled the city were surrounded by fire, screaming and giving up the siege.

On this day, the two sides fought from early morning until late at night, Ningyuan City was almost fallen, and Nurhachi's Eight Banners soldiers also paid a heavy price for this, and the city was full of corpses of banner soldiers.However, the war did not end quickly because of this. In the next few days, Nurhachi led the Eight Banners Army to launch several sieges.

Seeing tens of thousands of bannermen fell to the sound of the explosion of the cannon, Nurhachi, in a rage, ignored everyone's obstruction, and personally led the army to charge forward.History reappeared once again, Yuan Chonghuan discovered the smear of yellow, and immediately ordered to aim at Nurhachi and bombard him.

After Nurhachi's body was lifted, he fell heavily on the ground. He was seriously ill, but at this time he was severely injured and fell into a coma.

Nurhachi was carried into the big tent of the Chinese army, his body was bloody and bloody, Abahai was scared out of his body, and the military doctors were even more frightened, their hands trembling as they treated Nurhachi's wound.Nurhachi's face was pale, his breathing was weak, and he was unconscious. After using red medicine to stop the bleeding, his breathing gradually increased, and the military doctors were relieved.

"How is it? Is Father Khan seriously injured?" Daishan asked.

"Big Belor, King Khan is seriously injured, but it's not life-threatening right now. He needs to be recuperated in order to recover slowly."

"Fucking Yuan Manzi, if you want me to catch you, you will have to be hacked into pieces. Second brother, if I organize a siege tomorrow, I don't believe that we can't take down little Ningyuan!" Mang Gurtai His veins twitched violently.

Huang Taiji stepped forward and patted Mang Gurtai's shoulder, frowned and said in a low voice: "Fifth brother, don't be arrogant, the Eight Banners have suffered heavy losses these days, if we continue to attack the city, even if we capture Ningyuan City, we will be defeated." The vitality of the army has been seriously injured. If the Ming army sends troops to reinforce Ningyuan, we will not even have the ability to defend. What's more, now that Father Khan and Fourteenth Brother are seriously injured, we should return to the capital first and discuss later."

"Yes, what the eighth brother said is very true. Our loss of troops has already seriously hurt our vitality, so we can no longer love to fight." Daishan said with a sigh. Although he was also unwilling in his heart, the current situation had to make him give up and continue to attack. city ​​plan.

"Alas... I'm not willing to just let Yuan Chonghuan, a barbarian like that, go!" Mang Gurtai said angrily.

"Fifth brother, the future is long. Sooner or later we will take Ning Yuan down, and then hand over that kid to you for disposal." Amin patted Mang Gurtai and comforted him.

After the brothers made an agreement, they set off camp and returned to the capital overnight, while the four of them, Baylor, took people to escort Nurhachi to Qinghe Hot Spring to heal his injuries, leaving the dry road and taking the water route instead.

Sitting beside Dorgon, Huang Taiji gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, touched his dry lips with his fingers, and murmured: "Dorgon, why did you expect today's ending? Why are you like a maze that I can't see through?" With a long sigh, he leaned against the bed and quietly watched the person who was still asleep, with mixed feelings in his heart, he was afraid that the people around him would never wake up again.

In the bright yellow curtain, Abahai was holding a decoction and drinking Nurhachi who had already woken up, "King Khan, drink the medicine..." But no matter how she tried to comfort her, the man in front of him refused to open his mouth.

"Father Khan still refuses to take the medicine?" Amin stepped over to the bed and asked softly.

"I still refuse to take it. It's been three days. What should I do if this continues?" Abahai sighed while holding the cold medicine bowl in his hand.

"Father Khan, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. When your injury heals..." Amin was interrupted by Nurhachi before he finished speaking.

"Go and call me Huang Taiji." Nurhachi said in a low voice. He knew that his time was running out, and he also had a deeper understanding of his sons after the battle of Ningyuan, and the heir to the Khan throne There have also been changes.

"Yes, Father Khan." Amin responded quickly, walked out hastily, and called Huang Taiji in, "Father Khan, the eighth brother is here."

"Father Khan!" Huang Taiji called out respectfully, he didn't know the purpose of Father Khan calling him here suddenly.

Nurhachi raised his head slowly, glanced at Abahai and Amin, "You two go out, I have something to say to Huang Taiji."

"Yes, King Khan/Father Khan!" Abahai and Min quietly withdrew. Just as they closed the door and walked out, a faint sentence came from the room, "Huang Taiji, I want to pass on the position of Khan to you, and Abahai let her be buried for me, but you have to treat her children kindly."

Nurhachi's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. Abahai couldn't believe his ears. His body froze there, trembling unceasingly. King Khan actually changed his mind and wanted to pass the throne to Huang Taiji, and... moreover, he wanted her to be buried !

There was no emotional change on Amin's face, he turned sideways and made a silent gesture to Abahai, glanced at the closed door behind him, and the two retreated outside the cabin.Looking at the pitch-black river, Amin suddenly said slowly, "Did Fujin just accept his fate like this?"

"So what if you don't accept your fate?" Abahai's eyes were already wet, and her heart ached. This was the man she loved deeply, the man who had promised her, but what she waited for was his heartlessness.She doesn't want to die, but can she not die?Huang Taiji hated her to the bone, even if King Khan had no intention of killing her, the same result would be the same when Huang Taiji succeeded to the throne.

Amin smiled without saying a word, but cast her eyes into the distance...