Chapter 2: Immortality in the world, the pack of wolves is king
The cold wind slapped his face, Gu Chengliang frowned, his eyes full of displeasure.
This stupid blind man dared to confront me. He was really going against the grain.
Tie Mo stared and slowly raised the wooden gun in his hand.
For a moment, the situation reached a freezing point. Several military households nearby wanted to persuade Tie Mo to say a few words, but when they saw Gu Chengliang's cold eyes, they backed away.
The corners of Gu Chengliang's mouth curled up slightly, the flesh on the side of his cheek twitched slightly, and he slowly tightened his grip on the handle of the knife with his right hand.
The cold wind blew, Gu Chengliang and Tie Mo looked directly at each other, neither of them gave in. Internal strife seemed to happen at any time.
Suddenly, Gu Chengliang let go of his hand.
Gu Chengliang smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, Tie Mo is a fool, and this fool is very good at fighting. Why should he compare himself with a fool who lacks a brain? Since this fool is seeking his own death, why bother to stop him?
Moreover, if he really takes action, he is really no match for Tie Hanxiong.
"Xiao Tie... you can stay if you want... If you get chopped up by the Tatars, don't blame me for not caring about you..."
Tie Mo Mu Qian raised his head and snorted seriously, "You never cared about me... When I was hungry before, it was Shi Niang who gave me food..."
"you....."
The flesh on Gu Chengliang's face was trembling wildly. If he hadn't been afraid of Tie Mo's brute strength, he would have really wanted to kill this bastard with a knife.
"Hey, then just stay and let's go!"
Gu Chengliang rolled up his sleeves and turned around. Li Dayong took the opportunity to point at Tie Mo and sarcastically said: "A dog bites Lu Dongbin, but it doesn't know a good heart!"
Tie Mo glanced at Li Dayong indifferently, then raised his voice and roared.
"In our Mantou Mountain Anzhuang Fort, are there any men with weapons who are willing to stay and kill the Tatars with me?"
Gu Chengliang had just taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped, turned around and glared. He felt very uncomfortable inside. The only ones who stayed were the men with the handles, and the ones who didn't...
Is Tie Hanxiong enlightened? He also knows how to hide things behind his words and ridicule people secretly?
What made Gu Chengliang angry was that many people hesitated.
Tie Mo's words sounded stupid at first, but they turned out to be bloody facts. Since the Wanli Dynasty, the life of the guardsmen has become increasingly difficult. Last year's explosion in the capital, coupled with the corrupt situation in Liaodong, made the imperial finances even worse.
difficulty.
The Jiubian troops were often in arrears with their pay, let alone the low-status guardsmen.
Most of the military households in Anzhuangbao received pitifully little military pay, and their land was swallowed up. Shangguan only treated the military households as free serfs, and would not spend any extra money to compensate the military households.
There has been a severe drought in Guanzhong for six years, and the situation in northern Shanxi is not much better.
Food prices have been rising steadily, and the miserable lives of military households have become even worse.
Because the military households in Anzhuang Fort belong to Wanquan Zuowei and are close to Zhangjiakou, they can occasionally secretly do some private work for the merchants, so their life is considered to be pretty good. But even so, half of the military households in Anzhuang Fort still have enough to eat.
Hungry.
Ruan Ergou is one of them. He has a wife, children, and six people to support at home. Before coming, his wife was hiding behind a haystack and weeping silently.
The children were so hungry that they couldn't sleep all day long. The third child even went to the willow forest outside the village to scrape tree bark to eat. The wife only ate one meal a day, and all the food she saved was given to the four children.
Although his wife never complained, Ruan Ergou knew very well that if he didn't think of a way, the family would starve to death.
Tie Hanxiong is a bit stupid, but he is telling the truth. It's just a bad life. Fight for it. If you win, you won't have to starve to death. If you lose, just throw this bad life here.
Lowly military households and humble ants will all die sooner or later.
We are all going to die, so why not fight for yourself once, and it will be considered a more valuable death. If you die, there will be one less person in the family trying to grab food.
Rubbing his dry and thin face, Ruan Ergou held the knife and walked towards Tie Mo with difficulty. He grinned, his jagged yellow teeth exposed.
"Tiewazi, you count as Uncle Ergou, I will kill the Tatars with you!"
Tie Mo grinned innocently and said loudly: "Okay, Uncle Ergou is a man."
A burly, bald man ran up behind Tie Mo in a few steps and wiped his nose with his sleeves.
"Xiaotie, I'll stay too. Mom said, whatever you do, I'll do it!"
The bald man is called Shi Hu, Shiniang's biological son. Because he suffered a serious illness when he was young, his head is missing a string, and he has always been stupid, so they secretly call him Han Hu.
Although Shi Hu is older, he often follows Tie Mo, so the two of them are called the "Two Idiots of the Secret Castle"!
In the blink of an eye, two people stood next to Tie Mo.
The others looked hesitant. Ruan Ergou sat on the ground, looking at the familiar military households with eyes full of vicissitudes of life, "Brothers, what can we do when we go back?"
Many people were stunned.
The monkey held the spear and murmured mockingly, "Yeah, why are you going back? Waiting to starve to death?"
Not only did Ruan Ergou have a family to support, but in the entire Anzhuang Castle, except Tie Mo, a lonely man, who didn’t have a family?
Death! Who is not afraid?
But in order to survive, you must fight for your life!
Just like what Tie Hanxiong said, besides risking your life, what else can you fight for?
The monkey hesitated for a while, then hesitantly but firmly stood behind Ruan Ergou. One after another, many people came around Tie Mo.
In less than a quarter of an hour, seventeen military households decided to stay and follow Tie Mo to kill the Tatars. Gu Chengliang looked at the scene in front of him blankly, and his heart was filled with anger. But then he thought about it, these people left behind
Just stay when you come down. How can they stop those wolf-like and tiger-like Tatars?
If you dare to go against him, Gu Chengliang, then let's all die here!
Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something again, pointed at Yang Dayong and others, and said roughly: "Leave the iron thing in your hands to them."
Although Yang Dayong and others looked unhappy, they still threw the iron swords and guns in their hands on the ground.
"This is the only thing I can do for you, just do it for yourself!"
After saying that, Gu Chengliang and others walked away.
Looking at the iron swords and guns on the ground, Tie Mo kept sneering in his heart. Gu Chengliang was really smart enough to leave the weapons behind, so no matter what the outcome was in the end, Gu would have an explanation.
If everyone died at the hands of the Tatars, Gu Chengliang would naturally have no responsibility.
If God was really blind and allowed these people to severely injure the Tatars, then Gu Chengliang would have made a great contribution by leaving the weapons before he left.
Gu Chengliang, what a calculation!
Tie Mo didn't say much, threw away the wooden gun and picked up an iron gun that came to him.
.......
On the Camel Bell Slope, the cold wind blew the withered grass, and bursts of rustling disturbed the nervous hearts of the eighteen military households.
For some reason, the military households unconsciously regarded young Tie Mo as their backbone.
Ruan Ergou was lying behind, glancing at Tie Mo in front of him from time to time. He always felt that Tie Hanxiong seemed to have changed, but he couldn't tell where he had changed.
"Xiaotie, do you think we can survive?"
"Yes! Definitely!" Tie Mo's answer was decisive, without any hesitation.
Tie Mo knew very well that although more than a dozen military households stayed, they did not hold out much hope. It was not so much a desperate decision, but a helpless choice in a desperate situation.
Turning over, lying on his back on the withered grass, he grabbed a handful of snow and put it in his mouth.
"We will definitely survive, and we must survive. As long as we fight tooth and nail and advance and retreat together, we will definitely make it!"
"A long time ago, a Mongolian old man once said..."
Looking at the sky full of stars, Tie Mo had a simple smile on his face and his voice became a little heavier.
"The wild wind hunts, but ends in the grass! Live forever in the world, and the wolves are kings!"
"If we want to live, we must learn from the wolves on the grassland, otherwise we will starve to death... and be bullied to death..."
Live forever, and the wolves are king!
Can you really survive?
The wind was still blowing, but the tense hearts of the military households were much calmer.
........
Jingle bell bell…..ding bell bell….
At some point, a sound came with the wind. Tie Mo held the gun tightly and his breathing became faster.
It's the camel bell...
The Tatars are finally here!
No matter how hard Tie Mo tried to pretend to be calm, when this moment came, he still panicked a little, even worse than those military households.
In his heart, Tie Mo was not from this era. In that peaceful era, a young man who had just left school had never killed a chicken, let alone a murderer.
A man who has never killed a chicken is forced to become a murderous butcher!
Nervousness and panic are inevitable, but Tie Mo can only suppress it forcefully.
"Don't panic. The Tatars are traveling at night. They will take shelter from the wind on a high slope for a while. When they relax, listen to my instructions and charge forward together..."
"Um!"
The helpless military households responded mechanically. In their panicked minds, only the Tatars were left, and they were unable to think normally. At this time, they only needed a leader. As for what exactly this leader would do?
Is it reasonable? They have no time to think!
The half-moon is hanging high tonight, and stars are dotting the entire sky.
Under the moonlight, the sound of camel bells gradually became clearer, and a camel team appeared in view. More than 20 horses guarded a team of camels. The camels were loaded with goods, and everyone on the horse riders was smiling.
In the center of the cavalry, a group of women were tied up in a string, like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The camel team came around to the shelter of Camel Bell Slope, and a strong Mongolian man got off his horse and yelled something.
A few Mongolian Tatars unloaded the goods from the camels and began to feed the camels, while the remaining people lit a fire and cooked food.
The leading Mongolian man was lying on the belly of the camel, drinking wine and humming an unknown tune loudly. He was singing in Chinese!
If it were a horse
where will you run
If it were an eagle
where will you fly to
You are the hero of heaven and earth
The gold in my hand is like a vast white cloud
The girl in my arms is like cattle and sheep everywhere
How many years have I been watching?
Genghis Khan
My eternal life...
The remaining Mongolian Tatars sat around, some chanting in agreement, and some holding a woman's hands up and down. One Tatar pushed the woman next to him to the ground, tore her clothes apart, and tried to untie her belt.
The woman couldn't bear the humiliation, so she raised her hand and slapped the Tatar in anger. The Tatar was so angry that he pulled out the scimitar under his feet and wiped it on the woman's neck.
Blood spurted out and sprinkled on the Tatar's face.
The Tatar stood up, raised his sword and roared, his hideous smile reflected in the firelight.
The remaining women were trembling, and their cries were pitiful. But the more so, the happier the Tatars laughed. The Tatars who had just killed someone wiped the blood on their faces, and then stretched out their hands to pull a woman over.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Tie Mo finally saw with his own eyes how cruel this world is.
He clenched the iron gun in his hand, his eyes full of anger.
Since you like Changshengtian so much, let me send you to meet Genghis Khan!
A raging fire is burning in my heart, and there is only one thought at this time!