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Chapter 466 South Arrival (Middle)

 The Mongolian cavalry took action immediately.

They quickly rushed to the roadside, pulled out their waist knives and slashed. Many people kneeling on the roadside were confused at first, but then they realized and began to run away desperately. They were soon shot down by the Mongolian knights outside with their bows. There was also a

A group of knights rode their horses into the inner square, first along the inner wall, killing all the way.

The official who couldn't stop crying jumped off his horse and wanted to run to Mu Huali to say something. Then, he was pushed to the ground by his companions, and then he covered his mouth.

With his ears pressed to the ground, he heard only constant screams.

This lifang with outdated regulations was left behind by the Liao people, and the four walls happened to be the accomplices of the Mongols, leaving the people gathered in the lifang with nowhere to escape.

With his eyes on the ground, he saw corpses being thrown out from the crowds of people over the wall. Occasionally, there were people desperately jumping over the wall, trying to escape into the alley behind.

A pretty woman jumped down, sprained her feet, and crawled around among the blood and corpses. A Mongolian cavalry came over on horseback, and the woman raised her face with raindrops, wailed and begged for her life, and said:

A word of willingness to serve as a slave.

But the Mongolian cavalry on Beijing Road are probably not short of people to take care of them. They have vented many times and can continue to vent anytime and anywhere, so they no longer care much about beautiful women.

The cavalryman laughed and waved his scimitar casually. The woman's head flew high into the air.

When the Mongolian cavalry first started killing people, some people fled away from the street that connected Yangdemen and Zhuxiamen. Then they were whipped by the cavalry with whips and forced to continue to kneel in place.

So countless people were kneeling like this, burying their faces in the ground, listening to the screams one after another. Some people were very close to the two slaughtered people, and they were kneeling, and there was blood flowing over them, covering their faces.

It was stained red, and he was shivering, not daring to move at all.

Because Mu Huali watched the entire massacre.

No one knows if this irritable Mongolian general has other ideas, or how someone has offended him.

I have to say that these people have misunderstood.

Muhuali was not irritable. Among the Mongolians, he was even a particularly resolute and strategic one. He was completely different from ordinary Mongolian warriors, so he was specially promoted by Genghis Khan and won the position of Ten Thousand Households.

What he is doing now is not out of cruelty, but out of the original rules on the grassland.

After tribal wars on the grassland, the victor would either massacre the entire clan of the loser, or use the loser's people as Boul, that is, slaves. These slaves could own their own property, but their status in front of their masters would not be the same.

They are no different from dogs, horses and livestock. Once the owner gets angry, he will pick out his hamstrings, cut his heart and liver, and lose his life. This is all natural.

For thousands of years, grassland tribes have fought and killed each other according to this custom. Countless repeated brutal struggles and never-ending harsh environment have tempered the grassland people into a unique look. These four words are compassionate and soft-hearted.

It has long since disappeared from their bloodline.

Under this custom, even if the master treats his slaves better, it is not out of kindness, but because the master is frugal with his own assets. If the master is not so frugal, it is normal, and no one will think it is cruelty.

With this idea in mind, when the Mongols went south and entered the land of the Jin Kingdom, they immediately discovered that there were too many slaves on this land, so many that they could never be killed or used up.

In this case, isn't it an easy decision to occasionally kill a group of slaves as a deterrent?

It's like a shepherd on the grassland. If he only has ten sheep, he must take good care of each one. But if he has a thousand, ten thousand or more sheep, he doesn't have to worry about killing one or two.

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In the final analysis, killing disobedient sheep is to make other sheep learn to obey, which is also for the good of the flock.

Mu Huali is a steady and restrained person. He does think so and does so. Since he entered Dading Mansion, he rarely kills people; and every time he kills, it is like today.

Real truth.

When the two people in the village were killed, Mu Huali rode forward and looked around. He was satisfied to find that he no longer felt the dangerous gaze before. Everyone he saw was so respectful.

Such as Muhuali's obedience to Genghis Khan when he was a slave.

This is good.

At this time, a Mongolian cavalryman fought with great force and ran to other quarters without receiving orders.

Mu Huali stretched out his hand, and a group of Na Ke'er swarmed up to him, pulled him off the horse, took off his sheepskin jacket, pushed him on the street and gave him a dozen whippings, then laughed and pushed him back on the horse, looking at him

The bloody hindquarters could not touch the saddle at all.

Seeing such strict military discipline, many people immediately knew that Mu Huali did not intend to kill indiscriminately, and at least their family could survive today. So they happily continued to kowtow, and some murmured to praise Mu Huali's kindness until Mu Huali

The cavalry group left far away, and then someone cautiously got up and looked into the inner square which had become a pool of blood.

There are also people who completely ignore the situation in the area and rush to places with fewer people.

When he was far away from the massacre scene, he circled four or five times in the alleyway, crawled through a collapsed corner, and returned to a stable next door.

Just as he was about to lead the horse, the hay nearby was shaking, and a face popped out of it. This face was as scary as a ghost. From the forehead to the chin, a deep dent was made by a knife, and the nose was almost split in two.

, the lips are also open.

However, when the person who had just entered the stable saw this face, he was pleasantly surprised: "Lucci, are you still alive?"

"Isn't this a dog hole?"

Scarface angrily brushed off the grass stalks stuck to his face and body, but because his body was covered in smelly mud, it took a lot of effort to only remove some on his face. He said angrily: "It's probably Little Mu Zuo

Die! Someone in his family was killed by the Mongols, so he gets violent at every turn... His eyes are so fierce, he can be easily discovered!"

It turned out that the scar-faced man was Wanyan Luqi, a Jurchen who was born in Mouke, Haicang Town, Laizhou, and was Li Yun's subordinate who was accused by the Liaodong Qunmu of the Jin Dynasty. That day, he was attacked by a wild Jurchen and was slashed in the face.

It took three months of rest before recovery.

The other person is Wanyan Luqi's old partner, Zheng Rui, who once rode a balloon to the sky with Li Ting.

After Guo Ning took control of Gaizhou and Fuzhou, Li Yun's herding system developed smoothly in Liaodong.

A large amount of medicinal materials, cotton cloth, tea, and grain poured into Liaodong, while horses and some Northeastern specialty luxury accessories were continuously transported south.

During this period of time, Qunmu can be said to be making a lot of money, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is making money every day. During this month, Li Yun also successively arranged people to try to enter under the banner of various caravans.

Beijing Road activities controlled by the Mongols.

However, at present, the penetration is not going smoothly.

The Mongols' habit of looting or killing at every turn is really harmful.

Earlier, as soon as a caravan arrived at Dading Mansion, its goods were robbed and its mouth was silenced. If it wanted to gain a long-term foothold, it had to go through some Mongolian route and get its protection.

But that would be too easy to expose.

So what happened today, the second caravan was also in trouble. The manager named Mu who led the caravan had just lost his life inexplicably, and also Zheng Rui and Wanyan Lu who were accompanying the caravan with the intention of inquiring about the military situation.

Qi Ye almost died on the spot.

Zheng Rui cheered up and patted Wanyan Luqi on the shoulder: "Anyway, I came here to find out the scale and progress of the Mongols' construction of siege equipment... It's not a loss! Let's leave the city right away.

, report back quickly!”


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