Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

Inside the large tent.

Huang Taiji lightly tossed the military report in his hand onto the table.

"Snapped!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it sent a chill down the spines of the generals inside the tent.

Huang Taiji raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

With continuous military affairs and the need to coordinate various troops, he was naturally somewhat tired, as he is not made of iron.

He took a deep breath to ease the tightness in his chest, then looked down into the tent: "Abatai."

"Your subject is here."

"Has the Khan issued any military orders?"

Abtai clasped his hands in greeting and said, "I have passed away."

"What military order did the Khan issue?"

You could hear a pin drop inside the tent.

Abatai whispered, "The main task along the way is to collect provisions and deter the Ming army. Unless absolutely necessary, we must not indiscriminately slaughter villages, so as not to delay the march."

Huang Taiji nodded: "You still remember, what about those villages you burned down these past few days?"

"Should I take this as a sign that you haven't taken military orders to heart at all?"

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the tent plummeted to freezing point.

A hint of impatience flashed in Abatai's eyes, but he suppressed it: "Your subject dares not. Your subject did not intend to disobey orders, but there was a reason for it."

"A few days ago, one of my Niru Ejen was assassinated. The assassin came and went without a trace, and none of the hundreds of soldiers noticed."

"What's even more hateful is that after these Nikans killed people, they deliberately left behind a humiliating remark about our army."

Huang Taiji's gaze darkened slightly: "What are you saying?"

Abatai's face was grim: "They used the blood of my people to write on the wall: 'Slaughter a village, kill a general.'"

The faces of the princes and many generals in the tent changed.

Isn't this clearly aimed at them?

Huang Taiji asked, "So you disobeyed military orders, deliberately exposed the location of the camp, and ordered people to burn down the surrounding villages."

Abatai clasped his hands and said, "In my opinion, since they are hiding in the shadows, we can only force them to come out. Otherwise, we can guard against them for a while, but not forever."

Huang Taiji looked at him and said, "If you manage to lure him out, that's certainly your skill. But what if you can't?"

Abatai said in a deep voice, "That means they are afraid. Since they dare not make a move again, our army can plunder with peace of mind."

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his voice was chilling.

"If they really come, I have already laid a trap. There are several times more sentries, both visible and hidden, in the camp than usual. Each camp commander has his personal guards protecting him day and night."

"If they dare to show themselves, they'll never leave alive!"

He sneered, "I won't let them die a quick and painless death. I'll first cut off their hands and feet, then tie them to the camp gate. Let all the Nikan people see with their own eyes what happens to those who dare to provoke my Great Jin!"

Abatai's eyes revealed a murderous intent.

"I will make them wish they were dead, and even if they want to die, they will have to give me permission."

Many of the generals in the tent looked fierce upon hearing this and nodded in agreement.

In their view, anyone who dared to infiltrate the Eight Banners camp and kill the Ejen should not be easily executed if captured, otherwise it would not be enough to deter the Ming people.

Whether these methods are cruel or not, they don't care; they just do it anyway!

Huang Taiji had no objection to this.

His order to reduce the number of villages slaughtered was not out of pity or compassion for the people of the Central Plains, but rather because it was more beneficial to himself and the Later Jin.

Huang Taiji remained silent for a moment.

He said, "Since the plan has already been set up, let's see it through to the end. I will not hold you accountable for disobeying orders for now."

"But there's one thing,"

Huang Taiji's gaze fell on Abatai.

"These people must be captured, otherwise, if they can kill one Ejen today, they can kill a second, or even more, tomorrow."

"If everyone feels insecure, the morale of the army will collapse."

Abatai clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice booming: "Your Majesty, rest assured! I have laid an inescapable net; if they dare to show themselves, I will ensure they never return!"

The voice just fell.

Bayara's personal guards rushed into the main tent and knelt down.

"The commander of the Niru (military unit) stationed thirty li to the north has been assassinated!"

Abatai frowned: "Have you caught them yet?"

"……No."

Abatai felt like he'd been slapped in the face, and just as he was about to get angry, he continued to ask questions.

But before he could speak...

A second messenger rushed in.

"Report!"

"An incident has occurred at the Ajige Niru garrison; the Ejen has been assassinated! All his personal guards have perished!"

"The assassin... has vanished!"

Abate's pupils contracted.

This is bad!

Military reports kept pouring in.

The content is exactly the same.

"Ezhen was assassinated, but no enemy was seen, and no one discovered the assassin."

At first, the generals in the tent didn't pay much attention.

After all, the fact that a camp was lost only proves that the Nikans were indeed quite capable.

But when those who are quick to report that Ezhen has been killed, that's no small matter.

A Jiala Zhangjing exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible? Several camps, dozens of miles apart, each garrisoned by troops, how could they all be attacked on the same night?"

Another Niru Ejen, his face grim, said, "The problem isn't that they were attacked simultaneously; the problem is, how exactly did they get in?"

"And all of this was done without alerting a single person, or even leaving the slightest trace!"

"Could it be that they aren't even human? Otherwise, how could they possibly travel dozens of miles in a single night to assassinate our generals one after another?"

"nonsense!"

"There are no ghosts or gods in this world!"

But after the Jiala Zhangjing finished speaking, no one echoed his words.

Because they themselves can't understand it.

If it's not a ghost or a god.

What is that?

Another Baylor frowned and said, "The same thing happened when Turg and the others were killed before; no trace was left. And now it's happening again."

"This is no ordinary assassin."

Those generals who had just been clamoring to tear the bodies to pieces were now speechless.

They are not afraid of a strong enemy.

Having dominated the Eight Banners for many years, what kind of formidable enemies hadn't they encountered?

But what they fear is,

The enemy was simply beyond their comprehension.

Someone whispered, "Then wouldn't they be able to kill whomever they want?"

Nobody can stay still anymore!

Because they had a terrible problem in mind.

Several Niru Ejen died today.

What about tomorrow?

Will it be their turn?

Every time Huang Taiji saw a messenger enter, his chest would feel a dull ache, but he did not show it. He only looked at Abatai with a calm gaze, without the slightest anger.

But the more this is the case, the more likely it is to happen.

Abate felt a chill run down his back.

"Abatai," Huang Taiji said calmly, "this is the inescapable net you spoke of?"