Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 605 Surrender (first update)
Liu Erhu came forward with a pumpkin hammer, and looked down at the Jurchen lying on the ground, who had no idea of ​​venting his anger.

"Is this Mangurtai?"

"I don't know!"

Hua Chengguang was holding a hammer in his hand. Everyone couldn't understand the Mongols or the Jurchens.

It is all by distinguishing the head shape to see whether it is a Mongol or a Jurchen.

"Go, call Mangurtai's son."

Mai Dali was led by a rope, when he saw his Ama lying on the ground, kneeling on the ground, covering his father's eyes with one hand.

It's a pity that Mang Gurtai couldn't close his eyes when he died.

"Is he your father?"

Hearing Liu Erhu's question, Mai Dali held back his tears, gritted his teeth and said, "No."

"Damn, dare to lie to me!"

Liu Erhu kicked Mai Dali down: "I don't believe that Jurchen tartars are all tough!"

"Believe it or not, I hammered him into meat sauce and fed it to you?"

Mai Dali's remaining left hand was clenched into a fist. He had never been insulted like this in such a big age!

The banner masters of the Eight Banners have a lot of power. If you have to compare them, they are equivalent to princes and kings. You can handle everything in your own banner without reporting to Nurhachi and Huang Taiji.

As the eldest son of the banner owner, Mai Dali is naturally respected by everyone in the banner, and if nothing else happens, he will be the next banner owner.

Liu Erhu squeezed the hammer in his hand: "I'll ask you again, is he your father Mang Gurtai?"

"Yes."

Mai Dali finally couldn't help crying aloud, not only crying for his father, but Zheng Lanqi might also die.

"Go, invite the captain!"

Liu Erhu chuckled twice, Gao Yigong was interesting enough, Mang Gurtai died at Lao Tzu's hands.

At this time, there were still some Jurchens in the army who were fighting to the death, and in He Zan's view, they were all vulnerable.

After He Jinzhao received the news, several people all walked outside the army formation.

Wang Peng, the deputy general of Ji Town, ran directly to the corpse with the same vigor as others, and couldn't control the joy in his heart:

"Is he really Mangurtai?"

"Of course it's true."

"Haha, hahahaha!"

Wang Peng couldn't help laughing out loud, he only felt that the future was bright!

Who is Mangurtai?

The fifth son of the thief chief Nurhachi, Baylor of Dajin.

It was he who wiped out the troops of Du Song and Liu Ting, the commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty, and made great contributions to defeating the soldiers of Sichuan, Zhejiang, and Liao in the Battle of Hunhe.

The fact that this person was killed was really removing a great harm for Daming.

Such a good thing, let him catch up with Wang Peng, that is great luck.

Sure enough, choosing to cooperate with the hammer bandits is really an advantage.

Mangurtai's body must be obtained.

Lin Danhan looked at Mangurtai lying on the ground with blood on his face, stretched out his hand and breathed.

One of Nurhachi's most powerful sons was slaughtered by the hammer bandit He Jinzhao.

When I heard that Mang Gurtai led troops to support Horqin, he led the people to escape.

Lin Danhan raised his head and glanced at He Jinzhao with a complex expression. The combat power of the soldiers under his command was truly unfathomable.

Huang Taiji has unified the left wing of Mongolia, and it is only a matter of time before the right wing of Mongolia is unified.

But He Jinzhao abruptly cut off Huang Taiji's hand that was stretched out to the right wing, and even counterattacked to the left wing.

Lin Danhan stood up and heaved a long sigh. He couldn't express the joy and a little pain in his heart.

He Jinzhao looked at Mang Gurtai's body, and said:

"Chop off his head, hang it on the flagpole, and recruit those Jurchens to surrender. If they don't surrender, they will all be slaughtered."

"Don't chop off my Ama's head, I will recruit them." Mai Dali hurriedly begged.

"You go first." He Jinzhao ordered again:

"Pan Yu, go to the Mongols and find two people who can speak Jurchen language, lest he talk nonsense."

"Yes." Pan Yu hurriedly rode away.

"In addition, inform the whole army that the bandit chief Mang Gurtai has been killed by our army."

The messengers around He Jinchao quickly shouted to the surroundings.

The strategy of the wolves feigning sleep in the front to lure the enemy, and then the wolves making a surprise attack was useless.

Subtai and Arufa were He Jinchao's second-in-commands in intercepting the escaped Manggur Tailiu, and the war ended for this reason.

Mang Gurtai didn't even have the slightest thought of running away, instead he wanted to continue to attack the Hammer bandits' army formation, trying to kill the generals in front of the battle and turn the world around.

Bravery is courageous, but I really can't figure it out.

It has to be said that he fought the Ming army many times, relying on this experience to win more with less.

The Hou Jin army was never afraid to fight more with less when facing the Ming army.

Hammer bandits have never been afraid to fight against the army!

Although all the disciples of the Eight Banners rejoice when they hear the war, the Hammer bandit soldiers also rejoice when they hear the war!

The soldiers of the Ming army did not say that their salaries were insufficient, but whether they could eat enough to eat every day was a problem.

The weapons and equipment are even worse.

It would be really embarrassing for them to fight desperately with the Hou Jin army.

Later, if the Jin army wanted to rely on a brute force, it would kill the hammer bandits as if they were possessed by the god of war, and dealt with the Ming army.

The final result can only be that the hammer bandits stand, and the Eight Banners soldiers lie on the ground and become the fertilizer of the grassland.

"The Thieves Chief Mang Gurtai is dead!"

There was bursts of cheers erupting in the Hammer bandit army formation.

Gao Yigong heaved a sigh of relief regretfully, when the two horses collided, he would have no chance if he didn't cut down Mang Gurtai immediately.

Wang Peng's family leader, Wang Jia, hangs his arms and laughs. Dozens of brothers were killed or injured at once, which really makes him feel distressed.

However, if Mang Gurtai was killed, the master would definitely reward him generously, and the brothers who were killed and injured in the battle would also be greatly compensated.

All was not in vain!

When Namuzhong and Wuliangha's confidants heard the good news from the hammer bandits, they immediately publicized the matter loudly in Mongolian, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Ouba and Dagon, who were already at a disadvantage, were unable to break out of the siege. In addition, Mangurtai was killed in battle. They all got off their horses and knelt down, begging for their own lives.

Surrounded by several people, the one-armed Mai Dali walked into the army formation and ordered them to put down their swords and surrender on their knees.

"Master, why are we surrendering?" the bannerman with Zhenglan flag asked loudly.

Even though they respected him, the banner owner should say surrender.

"Gu Shan'er really died in battle." Mai Dali couldn't help shouting at his own people:
"My Ama was killed in battle. If you are unlucky, he will be chopped into meat paste!"

Mai Dali's words stunned Zhenglan Banner Banner Ding who was still insisting on resisting. The banner owner died in battle. According to military discipline, all of them had to be buried with him.

But if he doesn't surrender, the banner owner's body will be chopped into meat sauce.

In short, whether to surrender or not is a difficult problem to solve!

"It's not true, Mai Dali, you have become cowardly, and you were scared out of your wits by the Ming dog." Dachun was unwilling to call him master.

"Dachun, do you really want someone Ming to pick my Ama's head on the flagpole for you to see?"

Mai Dali was very angry, if it was not for the preservation of his Ama's body, he would not have done anything to persuade him to surrender.

Dachun roared and committed suicide with a horizontal knife. He was unwilling to surrender, so he could only choose to follow the banner owner.

(End of this chapter)