Qi Shuta was not dead and was not tortured again, because in despair, he was blessed to his heart and proposed to use eleven captured Chinese girls in exchange for his own quick death. This made Ding Junyue, who was brainwashed by the Emperor's thoughts, moved, so he did not take any more swords. After asking him how many captured Chinese women were in his tribe, he told him: "If you send all thirty-two people over, you don't have to die."

Relatively speaking, the situation of the Red Army Chief is much better than that of the Qi Suta, because he paid more, or he is smarter than the Qi Suta: "My life belongs to the master Abang Rakshasa! I don't need to beg you for life. The men and women in my tribe are all owned by my master, and I have no right to give these to you. You are the master's student. If the master agrees, you will take it yourself."

Du Ziteng listened beside him and couldn't help but say, "Sir, did not agree to accept you as a slave."

"I, Tamachi Yijirata, are destined to be the slave of Abang Rakshasa. From the first sight of my master in Maoerzhuang, I knew that he was my king. I would follow him and build many cities for him, and snatch women, cattle and sheep back for the master. When the master saw that Tamachi was a useful slave, he would agree to teach me to help him chop grass and wash his horse!"

Du Ziteng was speechless. Who is this person? His father also said that because of his poverty, he surrendered because he wanted to save his life. This is within an understandable category. Now Ding Junyue told him that he wanted cattle and sheep and the plundered Ming people came to buy their lives, not to die. But this guy insisted on giving the entire tribe to Ding Yi and then becoming a slave himself...

It’s impossible that the Red Army Chief Sheng here wants to offer the tribe to Ding Yi. Then Du Ziteng or Ding Junyue will not let him beat him up again, right? There is no such reason in the world, so he had to temporarily arrest him and wait for Ding Yi to wake up before he was defeated. The Qishouta was tied up by the cavalry platoon, and Ding Junyue brought three platoons of horse-riding infantry, which were three platoons of dragon cavalry platoons, and went to the Qishouta tribe together to get the opponent’s agreed personnel, cattle and sheep, etc.

There was no twists and turns in this, because the time was very short. Besides, Qi Shuta took away the men who could fight in the tribe who were good at fighting. There were not many people left behind, all of them were old men, children and women. In the words of Ding Junyue, "The unworthy armed battle." The dragon cavalry dismounted, and just after the formation was completed, the cavalry platoon that rushed in had already put down the dozen people who dared to resist.

After taking away more than a hundred Ming people who were captured, Ding Junyue let out Qi Suta, who looked bitter. Du Ziteng did not agree very much, but Ding Junyue insisted on capturing her. Ding Yi was handed over to her. If Du Ziteng disagreed, he could wait until Qi Suta Yan entered the tribe before capturing him.

Du Ziteng smiled and said nothing. What's the point of doing this? It would be better to massacre all the people here.

However, he was a little worried. Because Ding Junyue's desire for power was unconsciously revealed, it was not necessarily a good thing for the students of Thunder Academy. Qi Shuta was not prepared to take revenge, and the people in his tribe did not blame him, because Ding Junyue gave him a promise: "Every three months, you are allowed to go to the Miyun Avant-garde and contribute cattle and sheep!"

She was originally going to say tribute, but fortunately she was stopped by Du Ziteng.

But Qi Shuta's Yan is not really a pig. How can I understand it? Isn't this the same meaning?

When tribute is paid, many people on the grassland survive by tribute to the Ming Dynasty.

As long as they are allowed to contribute, they can get tea, rice and flour, and there will be a way out.

What kind of dignity and integrity are really not worth mentioning in the face of the pressure of survival and in the grassland people whose sense of country and nation is almost nothing. Including the personnel lost by this failed attack, no one was blamed for Qishouta. After all, he found a way to survive the winter for the people in the tribe.

Wang Yue led the remaining half platoon and continued to guard the prisoners.

There are more than twenty young people in half a row, and most of them are girls. Because other companies choose to fill the gaps, most of them choose men. It is not the time for Mu Shaoai to go to the battlefield. There are absolutely very few people like Ding Ruyu. Even Ding Junyue, if she really fights with her hands and bayonets, even though the girl develops early, she may not be the opponent of ordinary male classmates.

But it was still very appropriate for these twenty or so people to look at the captives.

Not only were they tied up and cut them back, but it was because Wang Yue's hands were very dark.

As long as you move, you will be a knife.

There was no discussion or any explanation.

Ding Yi woke up and turned around and saw that there were more than 600 prisoners, only more than 500 of them were intact and alive. However, these people, regardless of whether they were injured or not, knelt there without saying a word, and were more honest than domestic dogs. Of course, Tarmachiyijirata was an exception. He did not seem to regard himself as a prisoner at all. Although he was kneeling there, he was like a winner: "Be honest! My master Abang Rakshasa is coming. If it makes his master unhappy, he will not only kill you, but also torture your soul after you die!"

Not only was Du Ziteng and Ding Junyue unable to do anything about him, but now even Wang Yue is speechless. You can't cut him down, right? Even the person who spoke for the Thunder Academy was cutting them down, forcing these prisoners to fight to the end. They hit their heads and bite them with their teeth to gain a trace of them. They may not exist at all, but are they also going to fight for vitality?

But when Ding Junyue and Du Ziteng escorted the Ming people who were rescued and returned here, Tamachi Yijirata was unhappy. He complained: "Why should I go to Qishuta to accept him first? I am the master's slave, why don't I accept the master's people in his own tribe first?"

So even Ding Yi was unable to do so, so he had to ask someone to untie him and teach Du Ziteng and Ding Junyue to go for another trip.

There were 300 people brought back this time. Du Ziteng smiled bitterly and said, "The guy led his disciples to another tribe, saying that there were a large number of captured Ming people there. When he arrived, he found out that he had come with them to attack our other tribe. The plundered companions rescued him, but Tamachi took the opportunity to swallow the tribe into his own place in a roll."

"It's not mine! It's all the master's!" Commander Chi waved his hand beside him and corrected him with great concern.

Ding Yi really couldn't stand him. What did he want the elderly, weak, women and children of those two tribes to do? To put it bluntly, the three tribes had a total of thousands of people, and there were quite a few sounds, but they were not as powerful as Chen Sandai who was in charge of the Duyin tribe. What's more, more than 400 people died that night, and more than 500 living young and strong people were also taken to the scene. Whether it was the two tribes that were annexed by the Chi Army Changsheng or the seven-shouta Nayan's tribe, they were all powerless. Why did Ding want these two or three thousand people to do? Will he support them in vain?

"Okay, all those people are given to you. Go back." Ding Yi waved at the Chief of the Red Army.

The latter knelt down and kowtowed in fear and fear, and then showed a begging look: "Master, please give me something to me so that I can watch it day and night, remembering my master's kindness." He kowtowed again.

Ding Yi was really helpless.

Finally, he was given a tactical knife from Thunder Academy and finally sent him away.

Ding Yishou did not expect that the Red Army Changsheng relied on this tactical knife and later claimed to be a slave of Abang Rakshasa on the grassland, oppressing other tribes, and survived this winter. Later, someone came to him because of this knife. He used this knife to drive cattle and sheep, and swaggered to Datong Xuanfu and other places, bartering things. If a border guard was about to shoot them to death, he took out the knife and claimed to be Ding Yi's slave... and asked him to manage the tribe to the scale of tens of thousands of people. This is a later story, so I won't mention it for now.

But Du Ziteng came to ask what to do if the more than 500 prisoners were said. Ding thought for a moment, but he summoned all the students of Thunder Academy, except for the guard duty. The thirty-one students who died were placed in front of the queue, and all the five hundred prisoners were kneeling beside him.

Ding Yi slowly uncovered the blanket covering the corpse, read a name, then stood up and said coldly: "The first row of the first company, leave the line, and choose one out of every fifty people from the grassland Tartars in front of him and come over." The students were extremely obedient to Ding Yi's order, and they quickly completed all this.

The students of Thunder Academy didn’t feel anything special, but the captives became turbulent because they were Tartars. They were familiar with such things, but they didn’t expect that the end would be like this in the hands of Mingren today. Ding Yi sneered and said, “It was these people, these Tartars who killed my students and your classmates. They often plundered the compatriots in the border like cattle and sheep. Do you have any hatred in your heart?”

"Yes!" The first company answered neatly.

Ding nodded and said to them, "Don't use guns or waste ammunition. Here are knives and axes seized from the Tatars. Come and pick one... you have chosen a knives and axes? Well, I said, how can you repay kindness with kindness with kindness? Repay it directly! You have to pay blood debts for blood, and take action."

Some teenagers are not very brave to do things. They use rifles to kill enemies, use bayonets to kill enemies, and use knives to kill people with knives and axes.

The blanket that Dante Yi uncovered lost its blood and began to reveal his corpse spots. However, he was the first row of students. Among the classmates who were in the first row with him, there were a few who had a good relationship with him. After all, he lived together for about two years, studied together and trained together.

"You are a slut, you killed my brother, I will pay your life!" So someone cried and waved the sword and axe. The young man was not strong enough, at least not enough to act as an executioner, and they mainly trained swordsmanship, so the Tartar was chopped on his neck with a knife, and blood splashed far away, but he was not dead yet. So the young man did not hesitate to make up the second and third swords... When the blood splashed on the robes of other people in the first row, he looked at the corpses under the blankets, and remembered those seriously injured classmates who didn't know how to live or die, the anger in his chest was ignited.
Chapter completed!