Di Ming

Chapter 30 Reinforcements
When Zhu Yin returned from hunting at dusk, he noticed that among the laborers building the city, more than a hundred of them had very clean clothes.

Unlike yesterday.

Others might not see a problem with it. But in Zhu Yin's eyes, it was quite obvious.

Moreover, these clean-clothed coolies are all relatively tall and look more ferocious.

They were somewhat distracted and not very engaged while working.

Although they appear to be scattered, there seems to be some connection within the group.

These seemingly insignificant changes were enough to attract the attention of an intelligence officer.

Zhu Yin quickly guessed that this group of people had infiltrated the area.

They're definitely in cahoots.

How could Zhu Yin be careless when it concerned their own lives?
He immediately told Nurhaci about his discovery.

Nurhaci was very fortunate and grateful for Zhu Yin's reminder.

He told Zhu Yin that these must be warriors sent by Bao Shi and his men to kill him.

Now that they've infiltrated, they'll definitely make their move at night!

……

At this moment, a large group of assassins disguised as laborers took off their outer animal skin clothes, revealing their armor, and were engaged in a fierce battle with Nurhaci's guards.

The fenced passageway was filled with the sounds of fighting.

The other party was clearly also surprised.

Long Dun and Ahana, who were directing the attack, were all looking grim and holding knives as they supervised the battle.

They thought they could launch a surprise attack on the son-in-law's temporary tent and kill everyone inside.

Who knew that the son-in-law was prepared and had people lying in ambush there.

At the outset, they were met with a barrage of arrows from the ambush, resulting in dozens of casualties and a significant loss.

"He doesn't have many guards! Charge in!" Long Dun roared, personally taking up his sword and fighting forward.

One or two hundred people were crammed into a narrow fenced passageway, brandishing knives at each other. Since it was nighttime, bows and arrows were ineffective, and they could only engage in close-quarters combat.

In the firelight, screams, roars, clanging metal, gushing blood, and the cracking of bones filled the air…

The scene was a gruesome mix of sweat and blood.

Zhu Yin only needed one glance to know how fierce and ruthless the Jurchen warriors of this era were.

Each sword strike carried a violent aesthetic, showing no sign of backing down in the face of blades and spears. Their movements were swift and their combat skills adept, as they engaged in close-quarters combat.

"Cuoha Zhanye is watching! Kill!"

"kill!"

They fought like frenzied beasts, roaring and battling relentlessly – it was incredibly hardcore.

Dozens of people have already died.

Many heads with braids rolled off, blood sprayed like rain, severed limbs fell to the ground, and internal organs spilled out.

Zhu Yin watched this scene with a cold eye, his calves trembling slightly.

He had indeed killed a few people, but this was the first time he had ever witnessed large-scale hand-to-hand combat between ancient warriors.

It's too brutal, too bloody.

It's like a slaughterhouse. Human life is worthless.

According to Jurchen custom, only fearless warriors will return to the heavenly kingdom of Changbai Mountain after death and become servants of the war god marshal Cuohazhanye.

Only then could they follow Lord Cuohazhan's Red Hare Heavenly Horse, carrying Lord Cuohazhan's Green Dragon Crescent Blade, immortal and indestructible, conquering the Three Heavens and Nine Realms.

These devout shamans believe that if they are brave enough, they will be possessed by spirits.

Zhu Yin knew that with his arrival, Kang Jia's sudden murder had already altered history to some extent.

This prompted Baoshi, Longdun, and others to engage in a complete and desperate struggle with Nurhaci ahead of time.

Historically, Nurhaci escaped assassination attempts by his own clansmen and unified the internal forces. What about this time?

The two boys, Meh and Niman, stood on either side of Zhu Yin, protecting him, and did not step forward to join the battle.

Their mission was to guard this place and prevent the enemy from entering the yurt where Ning Caiwei and her sister were hiding.

At this moment, Zhu Yin saw the tall Nurhaci brothers, wielding long knives, slaughtering them until they were covered in blood.

Wild Boar Skin is indeed a formidable opponent.

He was clad in bright armor, as imposing as an iron tower, and wielded a five-foot-long sword, leaving none who stood in his way.

Shurhaci was also like a tiger.

The enemy was terrified by their killings.

Even though the enemy suffered heavy losses at the beginning, they still had at least a hundred men left, while Nurhaci's side only had forty-odd men left, a difference of nearly two times in strength.

Even with Nurhaci and his men's bravery, their situation was precarious. After all, the enemy was also a handpicked force of warriors, all skilled fighters.

If the fence hadn't been so narrow, the enemy would have already stormed into the large felt tent.

For a time, the situation was extremely dangerous.

"Protect our master!"

Seeing that Nurhaci had killed several people but was still surrounded, a group of guards immediately roared and rushed forward to protect Nurhaci and his brothers behind them.

Although Nurhaci knew in advance that the enemy was going to make a move, he still did not have enough manpower available.

This morning, several city lords from the Zhechen tribe launched a joint attack, and Eidu and Anfeiyangu led their troops to meet them.

In retrospect, this was Baoshi's tactic of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

Most of the city lords in Zhechen tribe are just bluffing to lure me into mobilizing my troops; they don't actually have the guts to start a war with me.

After being reminded by Zhu Yin, Nurhaci quickly dispatched his guards on horseback to catch up with Eidu and Anfiyangu.

They ordered the two men to send troops back to reinforce the area.

There was more than one messenger; they went their separate ways to deliver the message.

Logically, even if someone encountered an accident on the way, someone would still be able to successfully deliver the message and call for reinforcements.

But it's already past midnight, and the reinforcements still haven't returned!
Seeing that he was about to lose the fight, Nurhaci immediately shouted, "Women, come forward too!"

Soon, he, along with Shurhaci's wives, concubines, and female slaves, also donned armor and rushed out.

"Kill!" Dozens of Jurchen women, led by their two mistresses, fought like fierce tigresses.

They all came over with long spears to help with the defense.

With the addition of these female warriors, the previously precarious defensive line was temporarily stabilized.

"Amma!"

Two little boys rushed out from inside, one about four or five years old and the other about seven or eight.

"Go back! Don't come out!" Nurhaci shouted.

Zhu Yin, acting like a little adult, shouted, "Chu Ying! Dai Shan! Come here! Come to me!"

He has been here for two days and has already met Nurhaci's two sons.

"Yes, sir!" The two little boys obediently ran to Zhu Yin. Chu Ying asked anxiously, "Uncle Little Tiger, what do we do?!"

Zhu Yin said, "Go back and hide. Don't come out again. Not distracting your father is helping him."

"Yes, sir!" Chu Ying and Dai Shan ran back together.

Zhu Yin's expression was grim, and seeing that the reinforcements had not yet returned, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

They should have arrived long ago, why aren't they back yet?

Now we can neither flee nor fight…

But then a voice shouted, "Son-in-law! Your guards are all going to die! These women are just asking for trouble!"

"Surrender now! Hand over the imperial seal and the imperial edict, and I'll spare your life!"

He was Longdun, Nurhaci's cousin.

Another cousin, Ahana, also shouted sternly, "Nurhaci! What right do you, a son-in-law, have to manage the guards!"

"You have brought shame upon the Jueercha clan! You still dare to resist, causing our warriors to kill each other!"

"You fools! Stop working for this son-in-law! Kill him, and you'll all be richly rewarded!"

Nurhaci was furious. Seeing his guards fall one by one, he had no choice but to charge to the front again, unstoppable.

The wild boars, acting as the master, stood firmly at the forefront, only to be immediately surrounded and attacked from three sides.

Longdun and his men personally led an attack, but the Wild Boar Skin brothers were too fierce and they couldn't defeat them for a while.

The wild boar-skinned brothers, surrounded by enemies and covered in wounds and blood, fought on relentlessly.

"Pfft—Pfft!"

"what-"

"kill-"

Wild Boar Skin Brothers' guards were reduced to only a dozen or so, and the female soldiers were also reduced to only a dozen or so.

Although Longdun and his men suffered heavy casualties, there were still fifty or sixty of them who charged in with bloodshot eyes.

It seems the Wild Boar Skin Brothers are about to be overwhelmed.

Even the tall and strong Nurhaci was about to give up.

Zhu Yin was so terrified by what he saw that his soul seemed to leap out of his skin.

Why haven't the reinforcements returned yet?
Will Eidu and Anfiyangu betray Wild Boar Skin?

"Brother Meh, Brother Niman, you two go too! Take care!"

Zhu Yin gave the order with no other choice.

"Yes, sir!" Meh and Niman, who had been unable to restrain themselves any longer, also drew their swords and rushed forward to join the battle.

Zhu Yin turned around and went back into the large felt tent. Looking at the tall Solo pole, he suddenly leaped up and quickly climbed up.

Climbing to a height of two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), I looked up and saw the small tent outside the fence.

That was where Lancha was staying temporarily.

She saved him, but didn't take him in, and he didn't leave either.

Is he still here tonight?

"Lancha! Lancha!" Zhu Yin shouted loudly.

A small tent about ten feet away stirred, and an exceptionally burly man emerged from it, holding a long stick.

It was Lancha; he hadn't left.

The Solon people strongly believe in karma; if someone saves their life, they will repay the debt with their own.

Zhu Yin's refusal to accept him made him uneasy.

He lived outside the fence, so of course he heard the shouts and killings inside.

However, he was unaware of the situation and could not enter rashly.

Upon seeing his savior climb up the pole and call out, Lancha immediately showed a look of joy.

"Master!" Lancha shouted.

Zhu Yin pointed downwards, "They are the enemy! If you can break through, I'll take you in!"

Lancha was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Whoo!"

Nurhaci, having killed more than ten enemies, was exhausted and on the verge of collapse.

He felt like he was about to bleed out.

The same goes for Shurhaci.

Even a fierce tiger can't defeat a pack of wolves.

Once the two brothers fall, everyone behind them becomes lambs to the slaughter.

But Nurhaci gritted his teeth and fought to the death, clinging to his last breath, waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

Over the past five years, he has personally fought many bloody battles and escaped death several times, making him a tough and resilient person.

But tonight seems particularly dangerous.

"The son-in-law is finished!" Long Dun swung his sword and shouted, "Kill him!"

Just then, a loud shout came from behind, and a tiger-like boy came swinging his stick at them.

He killed a man, dodged a long knife, and was unstoppable.

"It's that wild Jurchen! The Solon prisoner!" Longdun exclaimed. "Stop him!"

In an instant, Longdun and the others were thrown into chaos, and could only turn around to fend off the fierce Lancha who had charged in.

"Anyone who dares to harm my savior will die!" Lancha roared, and in the blink of an eye, he killed several people.

His bravery and skill in battle are no less than those of Nurhaci!
"It's reinforcements! Let our master catch his breath!" Nurhaci's guards were greatly encouraged and immediately helped him up and took him to the back.

"Cough cough..." Nurhaci, covered in blood, sat on the ground, his braids stained with blood.

"Haha!" He leaned on his long sword, panting heavily. "Little Tiger Brother, Lancha has come to save you. He's actually done me a favor."

Zhu Yin stepped forward to support the exhausted Nurhaci, "Brother Wild Boar Skin, are you alright?"

His expression was concerned, his eyes fixed on Nurhaci's neck, his hunting knife gripped tightly in his hand.

Thoughts raced through my mind.

"I'm fine," Nurhaci shook his head. "After a short rest, I can fight again!"

"Your sending Lancha to help me is a way of saving me."

Zhu Yin's hand, which was tightly gripping the hunting knife, suddenly relaxed.

Just then, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves came from outside.

Then came Erdu's voice:
"Empress! This servant is late!"

Upon hearing this voice, Long Dun's face turned ashen!
(End of this chapter)