Qian Yiqun walked in and out of the city gates, not only did he not have to open the door, but he even saved the traditional hanging basket. The soldiers in the city knew that he was a living god, so no matter how powerful he was, he would not find it strange.

It was the crimson moon at this time, and the bright white and smooth moonlight fell, bringing out long and short shadows.

Qian Yiqun found a place where no one gathered and formed, counted the frequency of Jiannu patrol soldiers walking in the camp, and decided to burn two tents first, causing chaos, then find a bad guy, disguise himself as he looks, and stir up the water in the Jin army camp.

After making up his mind, Qian Yiqun spawned a ball of thorns beside a sheepskin tent, and then sucked up its wood qi with a Jumang stick, leaving a pile of dry and good fire-induced objects. Unfortunately, he did not have a spell to attract fire. If he used thunder in his palm, it would be a bit too much of a disturbance, so he could only use the fire snatch to secretly ignite the fire.

After the thorns dry up, they easily cause fire. They spit out their tongues of fire, and then ignited a bonfire with a bang. The Jurchens' tents were surrounded by oil-filled canvas, and they burned in an instant next to the bonfire.

The tents near the outside of the camp were mostly tents of auxiliary soldiers and civilians. The people inside were awakened and rushed toward the tent.

The auxiliary soldiers and militiamen quickly alarmed the Jurchen soldiers.

Not long ago, these Eight Banners soldiers didn't even know what the camp was. They just had years of hunting experience to know how to set up tents to prevent wild beasts. Although they have evolved to the level of camp matchup, they are a little slow when facing emergencies.

A burning tent attracted a lot of people, but in the end it was destroyed after the tent was burned.

Qian Yiqun carefully identified among the group of people. He chose a flag soldier with distinctive armor, which seemed to be of some status. Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly heard a sound of horse hooves. From far to near, as if he was rushing straight to here.

Suddenly, a knight wearing red armor and white edges appeared in Qian Yiqun's vision. The man was burly, wearing a cotton armor with iron sheets, and an iron helmet, with a long red tassel spearhead inserted on it.

This man is holding a pillar of the sky, and he should be a general.

Qian Yiqun couldn't tell the difference between official titles such as Niu Lu and Jia La. Anyway, it was at least a guerrilla in the Ming Dynasty, and maybe it was a general. Seeing him domineering to the soldiers, everyone was afraid of him like a tiger, the kind-hearted people began to feel unkind: If he was killed, I don't know how much chaos would happen.

Qian Yiqun chose a position, walked out of the shadow, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and shouted crisply: "Thunder is coming!"

Everyone present spoke Jurchen Mandarin language. Suddenly, a Chinese word came from him. Even if he didn't know what it meant, he knew it was definitely not a good thing.

Qian Yiqun appeared in the air. He moved forward with the wind, raised his hand high, holding a ball of blue lightning in his hand, like a heavenly being.

Just in Jiannu's surprise, the ball of lightning flew towards the horse knight.

No matter how fast the knight reacted, he was unable to escape the thunder and lightning because of his heavy armor. He was bombarded with accuracy. At this time, his armor really helped Qian Yiqun. The iron piece on the cotton coat introduced electric current into his body. Then he was completely hit on his body through the chain mail inside.

The cotton part burned again because of the high temperature brought by the thunder in the palm of his hand, and he sat on the horse immediately and immediately became a burning torch.

The palm thunder seems to be very effective against the Jurchen cavalry!

Qian Yiqun was also quite surprised, but his subordinates were not slow at all. He released the Jieyin Sword, and a white light flashed in the air, rubbed his body and rushed through the passage opened by the five-color pen. When he appeared again, he had already felt the rolling heat waves from the "torch".

The Jie Yin sword flew out and swung cleanly on the knight's neck, and a round head fell down.

"Thunder come!"

Another loud shout, the thunder group scattered the nearby barbarians. Qian Yiqun had already landed on the ground and picked up the head that had coexisting with flesh and charcoal.

The Jin soldiers finally woke up, and with a loud voice that had overwhelmed everyone, they took out their strong bows and shot at Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun smiled loudly: "No need to send you far away!"

The toe was light, and the ghost step was activated, and the person had retreated into the vast darkness behind him.

The Jin soldiers replaced the rockets and shot randomly for a while. Even the nearest one was several feet apart from Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun took the man's helmet and head, and felt it was fishy. Because the Jin soldiers camp was indeed very defensive, it was not easy for him to find Huang Taiji, so he simply went back to the city first.

Seeing that he returned intact in the city, he took the head of the enemy general, and his morale rose and he cheered all night. Zu Dashou ordered people to hang this head and his helmet on the city wall to suppress the Jurchens' arrogance.

Qian Yiqun didn't realize that this was something extraordinary, so he went to take a shower and meditate on his own. However, in the Jurchen camp, another Taoist priest's life was not very easy.

...

Huang Yuanba was still sleeping, and suddenly a team of Jurchen soldiers with cotton armor and high helmets rushed in. Without saying a word, he separated his limbs and pressed them to the ground, and tied them up tightly with ropes.

Huang Yuanba has many life-saving talismans, but they are not as thought-provoked as Qian Yiqun's Vajra Beads. Once they are restrained, they are naturally useless.

"What are you doing? Don't you know I'm a distinguished guest invited by your Khan!" Huang Yuanba shouted, but calmly screened all the possibilities of offending Huang Taiji in his mind, but in the end he got nothing.

The Jurchen soldiers naturally ignored his yelling, but in fact they couldn't even understand Chinese.

Huang Yuanba was tied up like a rice dumpling and carried into Huang Taiji's tent. If Qian Yiqun saw this tent, he would definitely be so angry that he would spit out three liters of blood. Because this tent decorated with golden tassels was too eye-catching and affectionate, and there was no reason to be "hard to find".

"Master Huang, I'm a Khan treats you very well!" The 39-year-old Huang Taiji sat on the throne covered with tiger skin, looking down at Huang Yuanba who was thrown on the carpet. He was the most profound Chinese among the Jurchen nobles. He not only could speak Chinese, but also knew Chinese characters and could read the Han people's profound military masterpieces... "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Huang Yuanba gasped and said, "I don't know what I feel ashamed of the Khan."

Huang Taiji had a big cake face and eight-character eyebrows. He sat with a big golden sword and said leisurely: "The Taoist priest said that he had trapped the kind-hearted man of the demon. But why did this demon break into our military camp tonight and kill one of my Niu Luezhen?"

Everyone in the Jurchen tribe was on the flag, and they were soldiers during wartime, and the people were for the daily life. Three hundred people were one Niulu, and Ezhen means the leader. It was translated as the assistant leader in Chinese, which was like the Qianzong of the Ming army. However, these three hundred people were all the Jurchen war soldiers. If the auxiliary soldiers and civil servants were included, the number of people commanded by one Niulu Ezhen was comparable to that of the guerrilla generals of the Ming army.

After Nurhaci established the Eight Banners, theoretically, one banner should have twenty-five cattle records. But in fact, the number of cattle records in each banner is different and can be adjusted at any time. Among them, the Zhenghuang Banner has forty-five cattle records, ranking first. The inlaid white banner is the least, and there is only one cattle record.

Therefore, even in Zhenghuang Banner, Niulu is not a high-ranking official who can survive until he enters the pass, which Niulu is not a high-ranking official from the Qing Dynasty?

Huang Taiji felt really heartbroken.

However, when this hero showed this heartache, his subject changed: "Ben Khan is really heartbroken for Taoist Huang!Ben Khan treats you like his own family. You deceived me!"

Huang Yuanba had read books and knew the current situation. As long as Huang Taiji was willing to see him, he would definitely listen to his explanation. Otherwise, wouldn't it be enough to kill him outside?

"Shan!" Huang Yuanba said in a deep voice. "I have always been a child and a man in business. How could I deceive my customers? I dare to ask Da Han, who saw the demon and kind man? I have something to ask." When talking about the five words "Shan Yao and kind man", Huang Yuanba gritted his teeth. This hatred was real and there was no falsehood.

You, the demonic way, clearly clapped my high-fives to form an alliance. I regretted it. I really don’t have any credit! You are sure that I can only compromise with you for the sake of my merits!

Huang Yuanba cursed in his heart.

Huang Taiji was shocked when he heard this and said to me: Why is Ben Khan so impatient today? The following is just saying that there is a demon stolen camp, why does Ben Khan insist that he is the demon and kind man... Yes, those old wealthy Shanxi wrote three letters a day to tell me how powerful the kind man is and how to destroy human nature. Therefore, as soon as this matter came out, I thought to him.

However, as a superior, you cannot admit your mistakes casually.

Huang Taiji calmly said, "The soldier came to report that this man was like a ghost, and he had a sound of thunder when he made an action, and he could seize the head with a sword. He was not the kind-hearted man of the demon, but who was it?" After saying this, Huang Taiji regained his confidence and said in his heart: Yes, this is not the kind-hearted man of the demon, but who is it?

Huang Yuanba laughed and said, "For such a description, there are not a thousand or eight hundred in the Central Plains. Are they all kind people?"

Huang Taiji secretly doubted in his heart: Are there so many strange people? Then why did Ben Khan fight to the city of Beijing last year, but no master came out?

"Is there nothing else?"

In fact, when Huang Yuanba heard that there was "thunder", he knew that most of them were kind people. Although the three mountain talismans all had thunder techniques, there would be no one else in the world who threw thunder balls like spitting.

However, the real characteristic of a kind person is the Emperor Bell that makes people feel panicked when they hear it.

Huang Taiji sent someone to call witnesses in, interrogate them carefully, and then translated them into Chinese to tell Huang Yuanba about the process.

Huang Yuanba fought with Qian Yiqun several times, and after half of his hearing, he knew that it must be him. Although he hated him so much that his teeth were itchy, he still insisted on the funder to recognize the wrong person. He asked, "Khan, ask him, do you hear any strange sound?"

After Huang Taiji asked, "Silent, but he laughed strangely in the end."

"Isn't there a jingle ringtone?" Huang Yuanba breathed a sigh of relief.

“Not.”

"Then I'm sure I'm not a kind person!" Huang Yuanba insisted, "His bell is a unique magic weapon, and it's the only one in the world. Without that bell, he is no different from an ordinary person. How can he kill you Niu Luezhen?"

Huang Taiji was skeptical, but he also looked like a hero. He quickly got off the seat and loosened Huang Yuanba with his own hands, saying, "I am confused if I care about it, so Master Huang should not be surprised!"

"Just give some money to suppress your shock." Huang Yuanba immediately smiled, stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, and it was nothing strange.

"Slow down!" An old voice came from outside the tent, which made Huang Yuanba's brain sway and almost fell down.
Chapter completed!