"Damn it!"

Nurhaci could no longer bear the gust of anger.

He loved Amin very much. He always felt that Amin had a more similar temperament to him than his own sons.

Otherwise, he would not have accepted Amin as his adopted son and regarded him as his own son.

Nurhaci was furious, and Amin understood in an instant, and was so scared that he knelt on the ground and kept trembling.

"You obviously did not listen to your subordinates' advice and advanced without authorization. You were lured to the wilderness by Cao Wenzhao and surrounded and defeated!" Nurhaci looked at him and shouted loudly:

"Xiong Tingbi used a little trick and could defeat my most brave Zhenghuang Banner Guard!"

"Amin, how could you say these words without blushing or breathing in front of the kings Bell?"

Fan Wencheng guessed in his heart that Nurhaci would not be able to kill Amin.

So his eyes rolled and he stepped forward and advised:

"The Khan and the Two Beile were also unintentional. Even if Zhuge was alive, he would probably not have expected that the Liaoyang Ming army would be intoxicated."

"Xiong Tingbi knows that he is not as good as our Dajin, and is fighting for his life."

After he said this, all the kings of Belle began to persuade him.

Huang Taiji really hoped that Nurhaci could kill Amin, but he also knew that this was impossible. After all, Amin was Shurhaci's only seed.

To express his feelings, he was the first to stand up and said:

"You stupid pig, why don't you apologize to your father Khan!"

Amin glanced at Huang Taiji with gratitude, but did not notice the disdain in the other party's eyes.

He walked two steps on his knees, kowtowed twice, and said in a muffled voice:

"Father Khan, kill me!"

"I was defeated by the Ming people in the field and ruined the elite Zhenghuang Banner. It was a shame for the Jin Dynasty. It humiliated the great Khan's reputation. Kill me with the law of the army!"

After saying that, he said that he remembered his father Shulhazi, and he cried so hard that he burst into tears.

Hu Erhan, one of the five ministers, couldn't bear to see it anymore. He sighed heavily and said:

"When you fought against Yehe, you followed your father to rebel. The Khan couldn't bear to see Shurhazi's lineage cut off the seeds, so he pardoned you and accepted you as his adopted son despite the controversy."

"Now, the Khan has made you one of the second of the four major belles, and you have repeatedly given me kindness and pay you a lot of troops. Such a love for you can be seen!"

Someone also said:

"Yes! Er Beile, are you not satisfied yet!"

"Great Khan, I'll pardon Erbeile this time!"

"The opponents are Xiong Tingbi and Cao Wenzhao. If anyone here is replaced, it cannot be said that they will definitely not fall into the trap!"

Nurhaci was in great difficulty.

On the one hand, Amin was deeply trapped in a siege and was able to escape back, which was very unreasonable. On the other hand, he really liked this reckless adopted son.

Nurhaci didn't reply for a while, and the tent fell into silence for a short time.

After a long time, he lowered his head and waved his hand:

"Forget it, you don't have to persuade me."

"Amin, Ben Khan will spare you if you don't die. You don't have to lead troops anymore. Let's hand over the seal of Zhenghuang Banner!"

Amin hurriedly brought the seal back with both hands and burst into tears:

"Thank you for not killing Uncle Khan!"

Nurhaci didn't look at him to avoid showing disappointment on his face. He turned to Fan Wencheng and said:

"Sir, I hope you will write an edict on behalf of my Khan, confiscate Ahha, Nikan and his subordinates of Amin, and follow the camp to listen to it to see the effect."

"As for when to attack Liaoyang...ah!"

Nurhaci's originally happy expression disappeared at all, and the relaxed atmosphere in the court tent became dull again. After a long time of silence, he continued:

"After this defeat, the Zhenghuang Banner is unable to bear the battle again and needs to be rebuilt."

"The Ming army discovered the background of our army. It had just won a great victory and was in high morale. Liaoyang is another big city. It can't be defeated for a while. Let's go to the army!"

When the words fell, everyone was shocked.

Huang Taiji stepped out and said, "Father Khan, our army's gains in this battle are far less than previous estimates. Just this team is afraid that it will have an impact on the morale of the Eight Banners soldiers."

When everyone advised him, Fan Wencheng said nothing.

Nurhaci looked at him and asked:

"What are you thinking about by sir?"

Fan Wencheng smiled and said, "Khan, I'm thinking that the Ming army thought that our army would definitely fight to the point of defeat. It would be better for him to come and send someone to discuss peace!"

......

On the post road from Liaodong to the capital, a fast horse was running fast.

Although this horse was just transferred to the emergency delivery shop half a day ago, it was exhausted and kept breathing heavily when it reached this point.

The messenger immediately seemed to have no idea, and he had no intention of pitying the mount. He tried his best to wield and whip the mount and drove it forward with all his might.

Turning over a mountain bend, a majestic pass suddenly appeared in front of you.

From a distance, a huge arrow tower stands on the city tower, and a few big words are written under the arrow tower - the first level in the world.

Above the city gate, there is a member of the total value guarding post.

The swords and spears of the border soldiers were shining under the sunlight, but for half a day, a few people took a nap with guns.

The letter of the letter was overjoyed when he saw that he had arrived at Shanhaiguan.

He rode his horse and drove to the city. Before he could speak, he was awakened by the storm of the horses.

He asked subconsciously:

"I live, who will come!"

The messenger jumped off the horse and said sternly:

"Eight hundred miles of Beijing report, please quickly let me enter the pass and prepare for the horse at the West Gate!"

As soon as he spoke, he heard a whine, and the messenger turned around and saw that the tired horse was already exhausted and vomiting blood.

After all, he had some gaze. After looking up and down, he quickly realized that this person was a correspondent from the Liaodong Jingliya, who was responsible for passing important documents between Beijing and Liao, and hurriedly ordered the switch to be released.

The messenger had heard the sound of opening the suspension bridge. Without a few words of greetings to the boss who had been rushing down the city, he ran to the west gate constantly.

Along the way, I met the postmaster at Shanhaiguan. He said that he had prepared fine wine and food and asked him to rest for a night after using it and leave tomorrow.

The messenger ran past Yicheng like a gust of wind, holding his fists:

"Now that the border war is in a tight situation, the strategy will explain it to you. This report cannot be delayed for a moment. I thanked the adults for kindness. I just took some dry food and pickles and ate them while walking!"

"It's just that the next station is Shangyuan, and I'm begging the adults to choose a good horse!"

The official secretary heard the four words "The border is tight", and he felt nervous and quickly responded: "No need to worry about anything. The bread and braised meat are ready-made, so bring some of the bread and pork."

"As for foot strength, there is no need to worry about the difference in the upper hand. Since it is an expedited report, you have to choose two good horses for the upper hand, and it is also easy to transfer on the road!"

Soon after, all the horses and dry food were prepared. Although the official position was high, the official secretary was still polite and focused on pleasing the official's trustee.

Before leaving, he specially gave a small pot of cooked wine, saying that it was to quench his thirst on the road.

The lettermaster bowed and thanked him, and rode away.

The Yicheng watched the letter man go away, leaving behind a flying dust line, shook his head and murmured:

"First it is Fushun, then Qinghe. If the first half of the three years of Qi have not passed, Liaoshen has been hit by war again, and the Battle of Fuyuwei has just fallen. When will the people of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty enjoy peace in peace!"

One person approached and sneered: "The Jiannu must be destroyed!"

The postmaster turned his head and found out that it was Gao Di, the general of Shanhaiguan, so he bowed and left on his own without saying anything more.

......

The urgent reports from Liaodong were sent to the capital one by one.

About two days later, the cavalryman changed six new mounts, and entered from Yongding Gate and reported it to the table of the Minister of War Cui Chengxiu.
Chapter completed!