The Greatest Uncle of All Heavens

Chapter 37
Seeing the changes in the distance, Wu Keshan and the others couldn't help but change their expressions. Obviously, they were surrounded!
"Thinking to surround us tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry, they are dreaming!" The burly and strong Mongolian leader roared with a ferocious face, and he was about to ride his horse to go to the tens of thousands of Mongolian troops behind: "Warriors, break out to the north !"

However, at this moment, Wu Keshan keenly noticed that the cavalry who were approaching rapidly in the distance had slowed down, and then many cavalry turned over and got off their horses, stepped forward and squatted in a row, raised their hands and raised a stick. Something like a short gun, and at the same time, some people began to quickly set up small artillery pieces one by one
Thinking of the earth pits and a large number of mutilated corpses on the battlefield before, Wu Keshan suddenly thought of what kind of Wu Keshan, seeing the black ball-like things thrown in the distance, couldn't help but shouted wildly: "Dismount! Defend!"

However, it was too late for him to shout. With the sound of explosions and screams, cavalrymen were thrown into the air one by one, and the horses fell to the ground and neighed. The burly and strong Mongol leader was hit directly by a shell , the body was instantly torn apart and exploded into a blood mist...
Tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalrymen were in chaos, and many horses were frightened, neighing and rampaging. The unlucky Mongolian soldiers fell off their horses and were trampled to death by the horses.Even if they escaped the shelling by luck, the Mongolian soldiers who were galloping to rush out of the encirclement, accompanied by a burst of crackling noises, fell off their horses again and again. I do not know how many horses were injured or stumbled...
This is completely an unequal war, the complete crushing attack of hot weapons on cold weapons is simply a bloody massacre
Beijing City, Huangji Palace, a few days have passed since the massacre on the grassland. Yuan Chengzhi and others who captured Shengjing also joined hands with Xia Jun who went north to take Shanhaiguan. The mopping up of the sons has also entered the final stage, so Yuan Chengzhi rushed to Beijing.

"Okay! Cheng Zhi, I heard that you made great efforts to break Shengjing before. You did a good job and you did not disappoint your teacher," Mo Hanshan, who stepped down from the dragon chair above the Huangji Hall, stretched out his hand and patted Yuan Chengzhi's face. Shoulder Road.

Yuan Chengzhi was a little flattered and said: "Master, these are Uncle Sun, Uncle Luo, and General Zheng. They have good command, and the disciple is not a material for war."

Mo Hanshan, who smiled when he heard the words, glanced at General Sun and General Luo, the former subordinates of Yuan Chonghuan of the Shanzong, and saw that they all had smiles on their faces, so he couldn't help saying: "Hehe, thank you for your self-knowledge. It’s just credit, General Zheng has paid the first prize for you. If you have meritorious service, you will be rewarded, tell me, what do you want?”

"Master, I don't want any rewards for my disciples! You also know that a disciple is not a material for being an official, and he can't even lead an army in a battle. At most, he can take the lead, help the army attack the city, and kill the opponent's general," Yuan Chengzhi said. Shaking his head and laughing at himself.

Mo Hanshan smiled noncommittally, and then said: "How much ability do you have, as a teacher, you still don't know? Even if you are named a general, you can't lead soldiers without the help of General Sun and the others. As a civil servant, governing the people, you are afraid that it will be worse. I can't. As a teacher, I'm not yet an emperor, so it's not easy to make you a lord. No way, I can only give you a beauty first."

"Master, my disciples don't want this reward!" Yuan Chengzhi couldn't help but sternly said after hearing this: "Master, please also take Chuang Wang as a lesson, and don't indulge in beauty..."

Hearing Yuan Chengzhi's words, the faces of General Sun, General Luo and the smiling Chen Yuyang and Li Yan couldn't help but change.

"Chengzhi!" General Sun couldn't help but stepped forward a little anxiously and stretched out his hand to pull Yuan Chengzhi.

Mo Hanshan was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand and said: "Hey, General Sun, don't drag him, let him talk! I want to hear what flowers he can tell. As a master, I am in his heart What kind of person is it?"

"Master, Cheng Zhi is bold. I only hope that Master will not be a foolish king, nor will he be as arrogant and confused as King Chuang, indulge in beauty, and harm the country and the people." Yuan Chengzhi knelt down on one knee to Mo Hanshan, With a sincere face.

Seeing the slightly silent Mo Hanshan, he couldn't help but shook his head lightly and said with a dumb smile: "I only went to that Da Yu'er Palace a few times, but the rumors spread very quickly!"

"My lord, after all, Concubine Zhuang is the queen mother of the Manchu Tartars. Even if you like it, you have to worry about what people say!" Li Yan couldn't help but said.

"Hehe...I haven't become an emperor yet! You've all learned how to be admonishing ministers!" Mo Hanshan nodded with a light smile, "Okay, I know, I will try to avoid going to her place as much as possible in the future. That's right now Da Yuer is in her prime, and if it takes a few more years, I won't be interested in going to her place. As for that beauty, Cheng Zhi, you should meet her before you turn around, and then decide whether you want it or not!"

Hearing Mo Hanshan's words, Li Yan and the others, who couldn't laugh or cry, breathed a sigh of relief.After Mo Hanshan ascended the throne, it is inevitable to select beautiful women to enrich the harem. At that time, there will be a cloud of beauties, and I am afraid that Mo Hanshan's thoughts will not be so much on that big Yu'er.In a few years, when Dayuer grows old, naturally no one will pay attention.

It's a pity that they all miscalculated. There are too many unexpected things in this world. No one can predict the future. There are too many variables
On the evening of Yuan Chengzhi's return, Sun Chuanting and Li Dingguo led their troops back from the grassland, accompanied by escorts of several Mongolian tribe leaders, generals, and Yue Le and other powerful generals of the Eight Banners.
"Wu Sangui?" In the royal garden of the imperial palace, Mo Hanshan, who was drinking the tea made by the girl in yellow, Ms. Meng, couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard Chen Yuyang's report: "It seems that the Manchu Tartars really value him. Fleeing into the Mongolian grasslands, he even took him with him. However, this guy was born rebellious, and he lured Man Qing into the customs. He is a big traitor. I don’t know how many people want to eat his flesh and drink his blood! By the way, how did Emperor Chongzhen To Governor Yuan?"

When Chen Yuyang heard it, he immediately understood: "Understood, my lord! Wu Sangui's crimes are so heinous that there are too many books to write about. The punishment of Ling Chi is not enough to punish his crime."

"En!" Mo Hanshan, who nodded lightly, glanced at Miss Meng, whose hands were trembling slightly, and her pretty face was a little pale, and then said immediately: "As for the nobles and generals of the Eight Banners, you can figure it out! It's up to now. There is no need to kill them all. Give them a choice, either end up like Wu Sangui, or choose to bow and surrender. I think, there should be few people who can stand up to the torture of Ling Chi, right?"

"Yes!" Chen Yuyang nodded in response, he naturally understood what Mo Hanshan meant.If you are not even afraid of the punishment of Ling Chi, it is better to kill such a tough person, otherwise it will be a disaster after all.As for the rest, their spines were broken, so they could only obediently be pugs.The Manchus can subdue the Han officials, our Han family is very tolerant, why can’t we accommodate a few Manchus?

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yuyang said again: "By the way, my lord, the little emperor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty was frightened by the cannon on the grassland. How should he deal with it? Please let me know whether he should be executed together to avoid future troubles?"

"Scared?" Mo Hanshan, who was stunned when he heard the words, couldn't help laughing: "After all, he is still a child! Forget it, lest those sour scholars say that I am bloodthirsty, let him have a life! Otherwise, those gangs Even if the Manchus surrendered for a while, I’m afraid they would still be dissatisfied! By the way, send that kid to Dayuer’s Palace later, and let their mother and son meet!”

After Chen Yuyang was ordered to leave, Mo Hanshan couldn't help but muttered to himself with a twinkle in his eyes: "Yue Le, it seems that he is also a character, but I hope he is a kid who understands current affairs."

(End of this chapter)