With a knife, his head was cut off by Qi Root, and his blood was splattered more than three feet high. A woman's body fell straight to the ground. The child who was less than one-year-old fell from her arms and fell to the ground, crying bitterly.
Lu Mingyue grabbed the child from the ground without hesitation and raised it high above her head.
"Battleman Lu, show mercy!" Zou Tong hurriedly stopped him and said with a wry smile: "It's just a child, why kill him? It's all a bunch of old, weak, women and children, and we are also invincible!"
"Hahaha, the old, weak, women and children should be pitiful? I ask you why there are only the old, weak, women and children left here? Isn't their men going to kill people in the pass? I don't want to kill them all, but their father and brother forced thousands of Han people to shave their hair and change their clothes, kill and burn and loot everywhere. Have they ever been merciful?"
Lu Mingyue asked a few words and Zou Tong was speechless and stood in a daze. Suddenly he gritted his teeth and reached out to steal the child.
"Miss Lu, you are right. You can't be polite to the Tartars. Just rest and leave it all to me!"
"I think beautifully!" Lu Mingyue sneered: "On the battlefield, women are men, men are animals. You can do things like livestock. This little boy is dead!"
While speaking, Lu Mingyue waved her hand fiercely and threw the child onto a piece of lying bull bluestone.
Bang!
The sound of watermelon fragmentation suddenly splashed with red and white objects, and the crying stopped abruptly.
Zou Tong and the others were not polite at all and rushed into the village directly. These guys have been in Ryukyu for several months, and they all have a stomach full of fever.
Ryukyu is a friendly and ally country. Moreover, everyone knows that the Duke and the princess are still hooking up, and no one dares to do anything. Otherwise, they will definitely be in danger.
After breaking into Liaodong, there was no scruples, and all the evil spirits were released. Slaughtered all the old and weak and children, picking up some of them that could barely see. It happened to be summer, and I was not afraid of being frozen. I just found a corner of the wall, and the melodious sound came out. The entire night sky was decorated with strange features.
Even Zou Tong was no exception. He wanted to pretend to be serious, but after enduring for a while, he joined the carnival crowd and worked harder than anyone else.
...
The next day came in a blink of an eye. When everyone was on the road again, Zou Tong and Lu Mingyue met. Their faces turned red.
"Lu, Miss Lu, you must show mercy to your subordinates. Don't tell your inner person about this?"
"I don't have the heart to talk to my wife yet. As the saying goes, the combination of work and rest is not a matter of my duty and rest. I, Lu Mingyue, don't care about my subordinates!"
"Thank you for your understanding of Miss Lu. Thank you!"
"Hmph!" Lu Mingyue snorted coldly: "I understand it well, but it doesn't mean I respect you!"
As he said that, Lu Mingyue pressed the hilt of the knife with one hand, glared at all the soldiers, and shouted at all the soldiers: "You scumbags, the only thing that proves your value is to fight. Use the fastest speed to kill me to Shenyang, don't worry. Whoever is behind, I'll be willing to give you a knife, and I'm not polite!"
Carrots and sticks, these boys faced Lu Mingyue without any temper. They followed behind honestly and rushed forward quickly.
Due to the water level of the Liaohe River, the fleet only sent them into fifty kilometers and retreated. Of course, it was also to prevent the big ship from being too arrogant and attracting the attention of the Tartars.
Lu Mingyue and his team marched for five consecutive days, less than one hundred miles away from Chenyang.
Along the way, as long as they saw the living Tartars, they would kill them without hesitation. Along the way, the Tartars didn't notice anything. Occasionally, a Tartar reported that they had discovered the tragedy of the village. The Tartars just thought it was a bandit who did evil and mobilized their subordinates to search everywhere.
They never thought that a group of bold madmen were approaching Chenyang.
Lu Mingyue and the others walked unobstructedly and came directly to Changyong Fort, which was less than a day away from Chenyang. Suddenly, a large herd of horses appeared in front of them, with two or three thousand fat and strong war horses, which made people saliva look.
Especially Zou Tong, he was very familiar with the war horses. After seeing this, his eyes suddenly shone.
"Battleman Commander Lu, these are all Mongolian horses. It seems that they are going to give them to the Tartars from Korqin. If we can snatch them, we will not only be able to quickly reach Chenyang, but also when we escape, four legs are much better than two legs!"
Lu Mingyue nodded: "That's right, this is a gift God gave us, you can't miss it!"
They immediately divided into two groups and quietly surrounded the horses.
Zou Tong guessed that these war horses were indeed from Korqin. As the first Mongolian tribe to form an alliance with the Qing Dynasty, Korqin has always been a loyal lackey of the Qing Dynasty. It is precisely because of this that Korqin's women almost dominated the harem of the Qing Dynasty, such as the famous Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang!
Now that the Tartars have suffered a lot in the pass, Korqin naturally has to do his best to help his allies. These Mongolian men drove away the war horses while shouting wild folk songs, leisurely heading towards the Shenyang!
Before they knew it, they walked into a valley, with small mounds on both sides and a small path in the middle, which could only pass by two riders.
Walking in the heart of the Tartars, these Mongolians were not alert at all. Just as they were about to go out, a gunshot suddenly sounded, and the Mongolian man walking in front was hit in the chest and fell under the horse.
Suddenly, gunfire sounded loudly, and all the Mongolian soldiers were attacked. Faced with the sudden attack, they had no room for resistance. The scimitar in their hands could not beat the other person's muskets, and they turned into corpses one by one.
By the time Zou Tong rushed down with his men, the Mongolians who were escorted had basically been killed, and only a dozen people behind him fled.
Some miscellaneous fish were no longer seen. Zou Tong and Lu Mingyue’s main task was to grab the war horse. Zou Tong was a big expert in horse racing. He jumped onto the most majestic horse in just three or two lines. After taming this war horse, it became easier for other horses.
After rough calculations, they grabbed nearly 2,500 war horses in total, and 500 people, which is equivalent to five war horses per person!
I suddenly became rich, and everyone had a war horse, and could also divide heavy items such as dry food and water bags.
"Battery Commander, this is great. If we had grabbed the war horses earlier, we could still grab some gold, silver and soft materials along the way."
When the soldier saw Lu Mingyue's sharp gaze, he hurriedly shrank his neck: "Battlefield, battalion commander, we also think that these things were all snatched by the Tartars from the pass. Let's take them back, aren't they returning to the original owner!"
"Hmph, look at your promising prospects. The best things are in Shenyang. If you have the ability, follow me and open the graves of Lao Nu and Huang Taiji. If you have any burials, you will all belong to you!"
"Okay!"
Everyone's eyes were red. Who wouldn't know that the emperor's treasures were countless. Even if the wild boar skin was just a wild man outside the border, he had robbed so many good things, and his burial after his death must be very generous.
Suddenly, the soldiers shook off the whip, whipped the animals desperately, and ran away. The momentum was like a group of beggars. Suddenly, they heard that there was a Manchu and Han chequet in front of them, and they were very energetic!
Lu Mingyue and Zou Tong are also in a heart, beating around with a thumping sound. The world-class skills are right in front of you, so you must seize them!
...
Li Yong was originally a Han Chinese from Jinzhou and lived in Jinzhou for generations. After losing outside the pass, he became a slave to the Tartars like all Han Chinese.
Just half a year ago, he was recruited to build Fuling, which is to repair his last residence for the wild boar skin!
Fuling is located in the east of Shenyang City, also known as Dongling, behind Tianzhu Mountain, facing the Hun River in front, with thousands of pine trees towering green and the main hall covering an area of ​​194,800 square meters. The 108 pedals built using terrain in Fuling symbolize the thirty-six heavenly gangs and seventy-two earthly evil spirits, and the old slave lying at the end of the stone steps.
The tomb started construction in the third year of Tiancong, that is, in 1629. Now, it has been built for more than 20 years and has not been completed. Every year, many Han workers are exhausted to death.
Not only do many evil things when I am alive, but even if I die, I will still poison the world!
Li Yong and a coworker carried more than 300 kilograms of white marble stones, with a heavy weight, bent the waists of the two people. The dark skin was covered with layers of delicate sweat beads, and they walked forward step by step.
"Hurry up, give me a quicker!"
The supervisor waved the whip, which hit Li Yong's mouth slightly, and blood flowed out in an instant.
"What are you looking at? Are you not convinced?" The supervisor sneered: "If you don't agree, go to the adults in the city to reason with it. If it is a master of Beizi and Beile, you will be overgrown. Otherwise, I will be exhausted here!"
He whipped Li Yong hard again, and Li Yong could only endure the pain and carry the stone forward.
At this moment, a young worker in his fifteen or sixteen also carried a stone, but suddenly his feet slipped and the stone fell heavily on his feet.
"Ah! Help, help!" The young man rolled back and forth on the ground.
The person in charge came over and took a quick look. He saw that his feet were red and swollen, and blood oozed out.
"Sir, the little guy's feet are not going to work anymore, and he can't do it!"
"What are you so polite? If we don't raise food, we will throw it into the ravine!"
The two Tartars grabbed the young man and dragged him outside. Everyone here knew that the so-called ravine was a mass grave, and throwing it over was equivalent to being sentenced to death!
Li Yong suddenly shook the stone on his shoulder and grabbed an oily wooden stick.
"Dog Tartars, are you still human? I'm fighting with you!"
"Haha, Minggou is here to be a wise man. You are so arrogant, so you can go with him!"
At this moment, a sudden burst of rapid horse hooves came, and a man rushed to his eyes from a distance like an arrow.
The supervisor was still laughing loudly, "Did you see, the iron of the Qing Dynasty..."
Before he could finish his words, a bullet hit his head and his brain suddenly burst out.
Chapter completed!