Chapter 2 wedge

Hurricane surged in, sweeping across the Monan Grassland. The dark clouds gathered quickly, the sky lowered, the grass lowered, the flags held high lowered, and the crowd lowered layer by layer. The universe is dark and yellow, the heaven and the earth are prehistoric, and everything returns to the helplessness and humbleness of the unopened chaos, making heart-piercing cries or groans in the yellow sand. Crying, slashing, begging for help, scolding, and the sound of swords piercing into the body rang out together. Gradually, all the voices converged, and everyone shouted in unison, repeating the same sentence: "My Emperor Taiji! My Emperor Taiji! My Emperor Taiji!"

The wind stopped, the sand settled, and it was dawn. It turned out that it wasn't a violent wind, but a hundred thousand elite brigades. The soldier is a strong soldier, bare back, half-naked chest, thick chest hair tangled with dust and sweat, every muscle is full and stretched, holding a halberd, looking up to the sky and laughing, full of joy of victory; The horse is a fine horse, with a long red mane, pawing hoofs, clamped tail, high head and snorting non-stop. It is the best Mongolian horse. Before such a strong force, no one can contend. Invincible, invincible. At the forefront of the group of horses, riding high above the leader of this mighty force, King Khan of the Kingdom of Jin, Huang Taiji, who led the expedition himself.With a sword at his waist, a sword, and gold and silver armor, he looked around proudly, examining his new subjects.

Since the succession of the Khan, in recent years, he has fought in the north and the south, and the Mongolian desert has been brought under his banner. The Kelindan Khan of the Chahar tribe is the last tribe on the grassland that tried to compete with him, and now he has finally been conquered. , became another brilliant banner on his victory banner. Kelindan Khan, who was yelling wildly, escaped, and the tent turned into a sea of ​​flames. The wind helped the fire to burn more and more vigorously, and it rolled straight into the sky.Those warriors who were brave and good at fighting, who held up their swords just now and clamored to take off his head, had really become the dead soldiers under his sword.

They fell, or, knelt. The captives were gathered in front of the fire scene, kneeling humbly in front of his horse's head, kneeling down, hands and feet lowered, foreheads touching the ground, in the face of absolute victory and authority, no one dared to speak out, no one even dared to looked up at him. There is only one voice between heaven and earth, that is "My Emperor Tai Chi!" People in the world have only one choice, and that is to obey him, follow him, and support him. Apart from the team behind him, in front of him, there was only the glowing fire and a mass of black crows surrendering their heads.

Wherever the head spreads, his territory will expand, just like a raging fire, with the momentum of starting a prairie fire, it is unstoppable and invincible. Full of complacency, Huang Taiji screamed loudly with his sword, and the roar became clearer and more passionate, passing through the grassland, and piercing straight into the clouds. However, at this moment, his eyes were fixed, and he saw the only standing object under the light of the fire on the opposite side in disbelief. That's one person. a woman. A beautiful woman. Dressed in white, with long hair like clouds, and a wide skirt flying in the wind, like a flag.

In the world, apart from this fire, this cloud, this desert, this black human head, that woman is the only color. Huang Taiji was so shocked beyond description. In front of him, no one dared to stand and face him.Kneel or die, but not standing. However, the woman stood proudly among thousands of low-lying black heads.Among the thousands of low-lying black heads, she raised her face high, proudly announcing her indomitable and beautiful to the world. This is really outrageous. But what a beautiful face it was. Absolutely beautiful. There was no sadness on that face, although her brother was lying at her feet, from a big boy with a sunny smiling face into a lifeless corpse in an instant, the hole in his chest was still bleeding ;

There was no mercy on that face, although her sister knelt at her feet, trembling like other people who were trying to survive, kowtowed to the crowd over and over again with tears in their eyes; There was no fear on that face, even though she was facing Huang Taiji, the Eagle of the Grassland, whom the devil would shy away from. On that face, there were only calm, only unyielding, and only silence. Calm as frost, unyielding as snow, silent as thunder. When they combine, what is left in the center of Huang Taiji's eyes is a bolt of lightning.Clearly and painfully, his vision was cleared.

He raised the whip in his hand and waved it suddenly, the sky and the earth fell silent. It was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard. The wind blows from the boundless ancient times, through Qin Huang Han Wu, through Tang Poetry and Song Ci, through Yuan Feng Ming Yun, and blows all the way to the vast grassland, and blows to the new generation of the proud son of heaven——Huang Taiji! He got off his horse and approached her step by step: "Aren't you afraid of me?" She looked at him without even shaking her head.Rebellious, yet calm and calm, he writes a big freeze frame between heaven and earth.

He took a step closer: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" She still just looked at him, looked at him, without a ripple in her eyes. Her calm angered him, her unyielding made him admire, and her silence shocked him even more - what makes a young woman who looks only twenty-eight years old be so calm and fearless?She doesn't kneel down to him!She is not afraid of him!She refused to accept him!Why?Why? He stood in front of her, only one step away: "Aren't you afraid of death?" Following this question, he stretched out his hand, intending to lift her chin, so that he could see that face more kindly;

Following that question, she also stretched out her hand at the same time. She shook out a dagger from her sleeve without any hesitation, and stabbed him in the chest without hesitation, only missing his heart. Just a little bit. Because the tip of the sword was barely piercing, a fast arrow with green feathers had already arrived first, and shot straight into her chest, without any feathers entering. A young warrior with a beard and a beard followed him on horseback. That was Dorgon, the sharpshooter in the Banner Army and Huang Taiji's half-brother. "what!" The two "ah"s were issued at the same time, so that only one sound was heard in the ears.That was Huang Taiji, and also the woman in white.Then, they fell at the same time.

Before the woman fell to the ground, she still tried her best to stab the sword into Huang Taiji's left chest. Then, she let go of her hand without any regrets. She still had no expression on her face, and just closed her eyes gently as if she was asleep. As if everything had been expected. But Huang Taiji said a word.That was the moment Dorgon arrived and helped him up.He was holding the sword in front of his chest, and his palm was quickly stained red with blood. It was the blood from his chest and the blood from his palm. Holding the sword in his hand, he was cut by the sword.When the eyes see the beauty, they are cut by the beauty. By this time he had understood why she was so calm. A man who is ready for everything and only waits for death has no fear, not even panic and anger.Because all emotions are generated by the living person because of the desire to live; if she has already decided to die, and even welcomes the arrival of death, then she will treat death as naturally and peacefully as she treats the first breath of air in the morning , considered normal. He was a little shocked by his own understanding, understanding so clearly, just like understanding himself.This understanding made him suddenly feel passionate, as if all the energy in his body was pouring out, and the blood spurted freely from his chest.He knew that if he didn't stop the blood, he would die. The blood was flowing so fast that his heart couldn't take it anymore.However, before he fainted, he still struggled to say a word.Very light, but very sure, just like he used to issue orders, there is no doubt that those who disobey the order will die. He said, "To bring her back to life."