On the high platform, Huang Taiji seemed to have been waiting for Xu Changqing here for a long time.

There was a lot of blood between his mouth and nose, his sleeves were already full of bright redness, his face was extremely pale, and he felt weak as if he was as angry as a wandering silk.

Seeing Xu Changqing, he was not angry, but instead showed a gentle smile: "It's Xu Changqing, are you here?"

Xu Changqing had prepared a lot of words to say to Huang Taiji to shock the Qing slave chief.

But at this moment, facing the warm and watery Huang Taiji, Xu Changqing was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Huang Taiji smiled hard: "Young man, you are really beyond my imagination and stronger than I thought. How about it? Surrender to me, the Qing Dynasty? I will give you my daughter, Princess Lun Yongmu, and I will be promoted to the Han Army Flag Zhenghuang Banner Gushan Ezhen, how about it?"

Xu Changqing couldn't help but smile: "I thought you would fight to the death with me, but I didn't expect that you were afraid of death too!"

Huang Taiji also laughed: "Is there a difference between being afraid of death or not? People, once they die, who can avoid the world? I just want to do something meaningful before I die. How about it, young people, what do you think?"

Xu Changqing smiled and shook his head: "You are amazing! So, you must die!"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Changqing no longer had any traces of ink. He lifted his gun like lightning, sprinting directly to Huang Taiji.

But just as Xu Changqing's big gun was about to reach Huang Taiji, blood was splattering out of Huang Taiji's nose, with a teasing smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, his head tilted, and his movements instantly stiffened.

Xu Changqing was holding the gun that had stabbed Huang Taiji in the heart, but he was stunned. He hurriedly took it back and looked over carefully.

It was discovered that Huang Taiji had already died, and he used the sharp blade in his hand to support his huge weight with difficulty.

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Xu Changqing was speechless for a moment.

I wanted to end Huang Taiji with my own hands and kill the son of this era, but I didn't expect that this guy's life had come to an end.

His already stiff teasing smile seemed to be mocking Xu Changqing. So what if you get here? You can't kill me!

After a while, Xu Changqing also came to his senses, snatched the seven-star sword from Huang Taiji's hand, cut off his head with one knife, and directly hung his head around his waist.

He said to the headless corpse lightly: "If there is a choice, I hope to show up fairly with you! Unfortunately, I have no choice! But don't worry, I will definitely 'take good care of' your children and grandchildren!"

Immediately, Xu Changqing quickly took off the jade belt and several rings and jade pendants from Huang Taiji's body, and roared at the high platform, throwing his headless body in a bright yellow dragon robe directly below.

"The slave chief is dead! Hahaha, the slave chief emperor Taiji is dead!!!"

"Haha, the dog Tartars were defeated, the dog Tartars were defeated!"

"Master Xu is mighty!"

"Master Xu is mighty!!!"

"We won, we won!!!"

As Huang Taiji's headless body fell from the platform, countless Ming soldiers burst out like an excited explosion. The suppressed momentum that was almost unable to breathe suddenly rose up in the night.

The Qing army, who were still desperately encircling and suppressing the Ming army, were all confused.

Many people are dull and can't believe their eyes at all.
Chapter completed!