The hundred households turned their heads and shouted a few words, waved their hands, and then moved their horses to the side. On the grass twenty steps away from the trestle, servants had already spread out blankets and laid out wine and meat. Several nobles sat down cross-legged, as if no one else was around.
He cut off the cooked meat with the knife in his hand, roughly stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.
The Mongols in the fence began to select. They drove their horses fiercely into the crowd, whipped their whips left and right, and used the most brutal method to select the strong and energetic people, and drove them outside the fence one by one. Then they drove the elderly
, those with inflexible hands and feet, or those with serious physical injuries or even disabilities were selected, and horses were used to rush them and force them to the other side of the fence.
Zhao Xuan looked at this scene indifferently and did not stop it.
In the past ten years, many people have fled to the grasslands from Chang, Huan, Fu and other prefectures to the west, including Datong Prefecture, Dongsheng Prefecture, Yunnei Prefecture and other places.
This is because of successive years of natural disasters, government oppression, bankrupt herdsmen, and a large number of borderland Han children who have lost their land and are unable to make a living. The weaker ones among them are either sold into slavery or starved to death by freezing. The stronger ones are
The brave ones fled northward across the Jiehao Great Wall, hoping to find a way to survive on the grasslands.
However, the economic situation on the grasslands is far behind that of the mainland. Most of the Han people who went to the grasslands became herder slaves, and their lives were not necessarily better than before.
Therefore, on the one hand, many people flee to the grasslands every year, and on the other hand, many people intend to flee back to the south of the Great Wall every year. It is easy to go, but difficult to come. Many people were caught by the Mongols on the way to escape, or were executed on the spot, or
Tie them up and take them back to the depths of the grassland.
Zhao Xuan's family once sold porcelain on the grasslands and visited several border trade towns north of the Great Wall. He had seen such scenes many times.
Later, as the Mongols became stronger, small groups of Mongolian troops broke into the border trench defense lines and robbed more people. Along with the plundering, there were a large number of massacres, and families were destroyed, and every ordinary person was heartbroken.
Split lungs, or even death.
And Zhao Xuan's family business is unsustainable at this point. After all, the Mongols have already taken it away with a knife, so why bother to make an honest exchange with you?
The situation in front of him was just like what Zhao Xuan saw on the border when he was a boy. He had long been used to it. However, it was the Dinghai navy who had won the battle and came to rescue the people, but these Mongolian cavalry still looked fierce. In fact,
hateful.
The Han people, who were suddenly driven here, were already frightened, and now they were even more noisy and crying.
It is normal for them to panic. They may have been diligent farmers, calculating businessmen, or officials living a good life, but now, all of them are just wandering souls left after a brutal massacre.
, in the eyes of the Mongols, their status is no different from that of cattle and horses, or even lower than that of cattle and horses, and they will not feel bad if they die.
What can they do except cry and make noise?
Zhao Xuan was about to negotiate with the hundreds of Mongolian households, but suddenly stopped.
He thought for a while and pointed to a sign leader: "Anyone who is singled out is one of our people. You should immediately bring fifty soldiers to the fence to protect them!"
The leader accepted the order and left, immediately leading fifty people and inserting himself between the people and the Mongolian cavalry.
Several Mongolian cavalry were riding in front of the people, looking at the women among them with lewd eyes, and complaining regretfully from time to time. When the soldiers rushed at them, the Mongolians shouted and whipped, and made various displays of anger.
Threatening posture.
But these fifty soldiers were the members of Tiefutu who accompanied Monk Luo to attack the Mongolian cavalry that day. They were all tall and brave in character. They had just killed a group of Mongolians chopping melons and vegetables. How could they
fear?
Fifty soldiers were directly on guard with their guns crossed, but the Mongolian cavalry did not dare to approach.
Zhao Xuan thought for a while, but felt that it was not enough. He pointed to a sign leader: "Go and pick fifty people with loud voices, and tell the people loudly that we are the Laizhou Dinghai Navy and we are here to rescue them.
!The Mongols have been defeated by us!"
Fifty men with loud voices arrived in a moment, including soldiers and sailors. They stood by the fence and shouted in unison. The people did feel a little calmer.
A few clever people also asked the soldiers about the situation in Laizhou to determine the background of the navy.
The soldiers immediately spoke proudly of their own achievements, saying that Jiedushi Guo Ning was a warrior in northern Xinjiang. He defeated the Mongolian army, killing thousands, and captured the four Mongolian princes, and exchanged the lives of the four princes for tens of thousands of people.
When the common people heard such news, they couldn't help but exclaimed. Some people were doubtful and could not imagine that those beast-like Mongols could be defeated. So several soldiers who were on the battlefield told the details of the battlefield one by one, and even described it carefully.
The tragic situation of the fourth prince dragging thunder made him appear to be cowardly, cowardly and extremely unbearable. Many people did not believe it but became half-convinced. Some people knelt down on the spot and kowtowed to thank Guo Ning for his kindness.
The soldiers preached like this, and naturally there were translators who told it to hundreds of Mongolian households who drank wine and ate meat.
The Mongolian family jumped up and stood beside Zhao Xuan and shouted repeatedly. Zhao Xuan raised his chin and ignored him, but the Mongolian family could not do anything to him.
By the time Shenchu arrived, all five thousand Han men and women had been counted.
Many of these people live here with their families. When the Mongols selected, they were very simple and rough. It was inevitable that some sons were singled out, their fathers were left behind, their wives were chosen, and their husbands were driven back to the fence.
As the crowds on both sides gradually separated, many people were suddenly gripped by the pain of separation and death. There were people on both sides wailing and crying, some trying to run back inside from outside the fence, and some trying to climb over the fence to get outside.
The Mongolian cavalry rode their horses back and forth, waving their whips and beating them all over the ground. The navy officers had received strict orders in advance. They were here to reap benefits, not to fight. They were not allowed to cause trouble unless it was absolutely necessary.
Everyone looked ugly but didn't interfere.
Liu Yue carried some food and water from the boat and led people to distribute them among the crowds. He tried his best to comfort the people while making temporary arrangements for them.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhao Xuan nodded to the Mongolian households and started to leave.
This game is just the beginning, and there will be many more to come. So many people, craftsmen, and money and food have to be handed over on the Xiaoqing River, and the time is so tight. The first game can reach this level without the two sides fighting each other.
It's already very good.
He was about to go to the direction of the people outside the fence to help Liu Yue, when he suddenly heard a few shouts from hundreds of Mongolian households.
The Mongolian cavalry suddenly took action.
The remaining old and weak people who were selected were all driven to the other end of the fence, and the Mongolian cavalry suddenly drew their swords and slowly pushed towards them!
Liu Yue noticed this situation first and shouted at Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan turned around and was shocked.
He could clearly see the murderous intent in the gray eyes of those Mongolians, and felt their unabashed violent emotions. The Mongolian army wanted to kill people! No wonder they brought so many people here... They started with the intention of killing people to shock them.
Idea! All the remaining men selected from the five thousand people will not survive!
He turned around and rushed straight to the Mongolian household, shouting repeatedly in Mongolian: "Stop! Stop! No!"
The Mongolian family and several companions slowly stood up from the blanket, everyone raised their chins and sneered repeatedly.
Hundreds of Mongolian households did not even look at Zhao Xuan, and shouted to the knights: "Hurry up! Kill them all!"
Wherever the Mongolian army went, there was bloodshed, and massacres were commonplace. For them, killing an unarmed civilian was no different from killing an ordinary livestock. Different tribes on the grassland had been killing each other for thousands of years.
Such.
And when they discovered that such an easy thing could actually intimidate outsiders, they intensified their efforts outside the grasslands.
At this moment, the hundreds of households couldn't help but want to laugh when they saw Zhao Xuan's manic and helpless expression.
In the final analysis, you are all weak people who only deserve to eat grass like rabbits! Even if the Mongolian warriors occasionally miss, they are still warriors. Today we kill a group of Han people as a warning. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and many days after that,
We will continue to kill!
Zhang Rong, who was not far from the fence and sneaked along the ravine, saw this situation completely.
The news he heard in a short time caused his emotions to change from shock, to doubt, to ecstasy, and now, a little disappointed.
After all, the imperial court is unreliable... Those officials in the imperial court probably don't care about human life.
Zhang Rong cursed in a low voice and said to his companions: "Go and light the smoke. If the situation becomes chaotic, you will lead the people into the ditch."
The next moment, he stood up straight, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at a Mongolian knight in front of him who was holding a scimitar high.