Huading Peak, Qingyun Taoist Temple.

The Taoist temple is built on the cliff wall at the highest point at the peak. Under the night sky, ignitions around the Taoist temple are flashing and flowing, and many soldiers are faintly walking.

Sun Erhu sat on a flat green stone, Gou San, Pei Ren and Wu Buneng were scattered beside him. At this moment, the four of them all turned their eyes to the middle of the Taoist temple yard, and the two sitting next to a stone table.

The head of the stone table was Tie Huaiyi, who had not been washed with blood. The head of the head was an old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, looking 60 or 70 years old, with a rosy complexion and kind-eyed eyebrows.

In the past few days, the five of them were originally going to go to the General Office of the Southern Army Liu Ying to report the news, but they encountered a small whistle detective of the Later Jin army several times along the way. After several twists and turns, they still followed Tie Huaiyi's original alternative plan and came to the near Huading Peak, wanting to enter the Qingyun Taoist Temple for a while to avoid it.

But they had just arrived at the foot of the mountain and encountered the Later Jin ambush.

However, unexpectedly, after these Later Jin soldiers learned that Tie Huaiyi was a disciple of Taoist Qingyun, they immediately sent them to the mountain.

After arriving here, the master and apprentice sat opposite each other in the Taoist temple.

I'm afraid it's been more than ten minutes this time.

After a feeling of impatientness, Sun Erhu pulled out a dagger from his boot, raised his right leg, turned to a riding straddle on the bluestone, and used the dagger to carve it on the surface of the bluestone at will.

Sure enough, this squeaking sound seemed to alarm the two people who had been sitting opposite each other.

Tie Huanyi sighed softly and spoke first, "Master, what's going on with Jiannu outside?"

He bit the word "Jiannu" very seriously, and he was afraid that even if he stood outside the Taoist temple, he would hear it clearly.

Sure enough, there was a sound of armor leaves colliding outside the Taoist temple, and someone came to the gate of the Taoist temple.

However, after this person arrived at the gate of the Taoist temple, he seemed to push the gate of the Taoist temple gently, and finally stopped.

"Hehe..." The old man smiled, "Huai Yi, Master has taught you to be 'quiet'. When will you make a little progress in this way?"

"It's actually simple." Before Tie Huaiyi could speak, the old Taoist continued to say: "Many years ago, when the master was traveling around, he met Nurhaci. At that time, he had a new son, so he asked me to tell his son fortune. I said, "This son is so precious in the future, but unfortunately he has a secret disease. I am afraid that the year of destiny will die without death."

Hehe... the old Taoist said casually, just earning him a few taels of silver. But he knew that Nurhaci was actually really serious. He sent people to the Taoist temple five times over the years, wanting to invite me to see his son..."

"This..." Tie Huaiyi was slightly stunned.

His master, the doctor and Bu Shuangjue, was naturally very clear as a disciple. But he did not expect that his master and Nurhaci had this intersection.

From this point of view, the hundreds of Later Jin soldiers on the mountain took advantage of the great victory to come here again to force their master to leave the Taoist temple and go to see Jiannu.

Thinking of this, Tie Huaiyi fell silent again.

When the Jurchens killed his whole family, he and Jiannu had a sympathy. But if it weren't for the master's rescue, he would have died long ago. At this moment, he naturally could not make a choice on behalf of his master.

"Huai Yi. Master asked you, who is the world in this world?"

Seeing Tie Huaiyi like this, the old Taoist sighed.

"The world is naturally the world of the world!"

Tie Huaiyi straightened his body again.

"Haha... you are still so stubborn." The old Taoist smiled faintly, "This world has always been the world of emperors. He has won the world and competed for the Central Plains. All dynasties have just been reincarnation again and again. People in the world have suffered greatly. How could they really change anything?"

“…”

Tie Huaiyi refuted it intentionally, but he felt a little powerless.

When the old Taoist saw Tie Huaiyi silent, he turned his head and glanced at the Taoist temple gate, and smiled slightly, "Since this world has never been the world of the world. Then, whether it is the Zhu family or the Aisin Jueluo family, who will be this emperor, what's the difference?"

"bass!"

Tie Huaiyi suddenly stood up, his face full of disbelief.

"Jiannu invaded my hometown and killed my family. I have many people in Daming. How could I let Jiannu rage?"

Tiehuai's lips were trembling slightly.

"Squeeze..."

On the other side, Sun Erhu couldn't help but carve it on the bluestone sitting down.

Before he knew it, he actually had an iron-painted silver hook and carved the shallow word "nonsense" on the bluestone.

Sun Erhu's body traveled through time was his ancestors. His father lived in Daizhou, Shanxi. When his father was alive, he was also a famous scholar in the local area. His grandfather was practicing martial arts and his father practiced literature, so he has been both civil and military since he was a child.

The sound of engraving really alarmed the two people who were talking again.

Tie Huaiyi suddenly turned around, pointed at Sun Erhu, Pei Ren, Gou San, and Wu Buneng, and shouted to the master: "They are also from all over the world. Master can ask, ask if they will let Jiannu invade my hometown and insult my wife and daughter?"

When Gou San heard this, he immediately stood up first and said sternly: "Two years ago, my father went up the mountain to collect herbs. When he encountered Jiannu robbers on the road, he killed my father's head without saying a word... This hatred is irreconcilable, and I wish I could eat Jiannu's flesh and sleep with Jiannu's skin!"

"Bah!" Pei Ren looked at the old Taoist coldly and spitted thick phlegm on the ground.

"I will go wherever Brother Hu goes!" Wu Buneng squeezed towards Sun Erhu.

Everyone in the Taoist temple looked at Sun Erhu together.

Sun Erhu was still silent at this moment, his hands were squeaking on the bluestone, his eyes slightly hollow, as if he was thinking about something.

Sun Erhu was indeed excited at this moment.

It has traveled from Qiancheng Mainland to this place for more than half a year and has become a general banner of the Dongshan Guard of the Ming Dynasty.

He naturally knew about the Ming Dynasty in the old era.

However, it is only limited to knowing. Knowing that the Ming Dynasty was a history of Chinese civilization among the old civilizations.

As for when the Ming Dynasty was established and destroyed, and what happened in the middle, he had never paid attention to it.

This time, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty broke through the pass after 30 years of seclusion, and sent out troops to exorcise the country, claiming to be 470,000. He divided his troops into four groups to conquer the Later Jin regime established by Nurhaci, the Jurchens of Jianzhou.

He thought that 470,000 yuan was worth 60,000 yuan, but that wasn't that easy to get?

But he knew that Du Song's troops, the vanguard of the Northern Route Army, were defeated as soon as they took the battle. Dozens of brothers under his command who had been with him for more than half a year were all killed, leaving only him and Gou San and Wu Buneng to survive.

It was not until these few days that he knew from some Hou Jin whistle detectives he encountered on the road that there were 470,000 troops in the Ming Dynasty? This time, the conquest of the Later Jin Dynasty used two groups to support the Chaoguo and the Jurchen Yehe tribe, and the total number was less than 200,000.

Less than 200,000 people were divided into four routes, and the military strength advantage was simply gone.

It can be said that as soon as this seclusion emperor of the Ming Dynasty came out of seclusion, he gave all the few remaining Ming elites to Nurhaci in the Later Jin Dynasty.

Scenes of corpses and seas of blood floated in front of my eyes. Sun Erhu, who thought he had integrated into this era, felt confused.

"Brother Hu? What do you mean by writing?"

Wu Buneng pulled his sleeve and asked in a low voice.

Sun Erhu suddenly woke up and looked down at the bluestone sitting down.

In addition to the nonsense, he added the four words "I won't come again".

Yes, if there is a next life, I will never come to this bastard again!
Chapter completed!