Chapter 124: Turning the War

Ding Wenchao and Huiyi took a few personal soldiers to stop the Yehe cavalry and untied the big pocket on the horse's back. A beautiful and trembling woman rolled out of her pocket. A young woman dressed in a wise woman, a

The sleeves were torn off, there were still some blue marks on the forehead, and a ball of rag was stuffed into his mouth.

The woman curled up on the ground with her arms in her arms, and looked at the surrounding cavalry army with wide eyes and panic.

Ding Wenchao frowned and took off the rag from her mouth. The woman shouted in panic: "Mr. Jun. You are kind to me!"

The march had already stopped, and the Kaiyuanzi looked at the panic-like Ming woman with a blank expression. Some people also glared at the Ye He cavalry who had plundered the women.

Buhrhan looked ugly but he was a little distracted, and just muttered a few words of Jurchen to that subordinate.

Ma Cheng was furious and said, "Check!"

Although Buhrhan was reluctant, he still roared at his tribe members. After a while, eight women were searched from the horse, which surprised Fang Shihong and was startled by the riding skills of these Yehe cavalrymen.

, It's okay to carry a living person on the horse's back, and this riding technique is amazing. Among the eight women, there are six Han people and two Jurchens, both beautiful young women. Ma Cheng ordered it in anger

Two Jurchen women were executed and six Han women were taken care of.

The six Yehe people were still yelling loudly, making Buhrhan look ugly.

Clang, Macheng pulled out a battle knife and was still in front of Buhrhan.

Buerhan's face changed drastically, and the Yehe cavalry also shouted, but was suppressed by Buerhan who was angry and angry. Ma Cheng rode high on the war horse, looking at Buerhan coldly, his personal soldiers on both sides, Kaiyuan spirit

The cavalry were angry and put their hands on the hilt of the knife. Buerhan looked at the six tribe members who were ignorant of life and death, and gritted his teeth and finally picked up the knife, and cut the six tribe members to death one by one, and then he angrily drove the blood-stained sword away.

The farthest fell.

All the Yehe people were silent and did not dare to look at Ma Chengsen's cold eyes.

Buhrhan said angrily: "You are satisfied!"

Ma Cheng said coldly: "I only have one military discipline. Those who harm the Ming people and the people will be killed without mercy!"

Burkhan still defended and shouted: "You are Yehe's son-in-law, and they are also your tribe members. This is too much!"

Ma Cheng retorted disdainfully: "I don't have such a shameful tribe. My tribe is all brave. They quell internal troubles and resist external humiliation. They are all great men!"

The humiliated Buerhan gasped for a few breaths, then roared at the tribe members for a while before turning over to the horse, and rushed to the Jianlu camp. A large group of Yehe cavalry followed. A group of young Kaiyuanzi blushed.

, and the six untidy Han women were supported on the war horses. The six young women thanked each other very much, and the cavalry team slowly drove out again. After asking, they found out that the six young women were five of them who were the officials in Fushun City in the past.

There is actually another daughter who is the Promoter of Fushun Mansion.

The six women were all female slaves of Er Beile Amin, responsible for serving Jiannu Er Beile's daily life.

The army set off, and the young Kaiyuanzi unconsciously protected the six women's guards. The spontaneous actions made Ma Cheng smile in his heart. Six young women wrapped in Mingjun-style outer shirts, rode on horseback, and were opened.

The cavalry guards were escorted in the marching ranks.

When Fang Shihong saw him shaking his head, he suddenly shouted: "Zi said again, "It is about emotions, only rituals, and the food of men and women, and the great desires of people are there."

The Kaiyuan cavalry looked at Mr. Fang in surprise, as if they saw a madman.

Ma Cheng and Chen Liang, who had read the Book of Songs, smiled and felt a little more fond of this playboy from the Prime Minister's House. The so-called birds of feathers flocked to each other, roughly this is the case.

In the evening, on the east bank of Hun River.

The marching line slowly stopped. On the other side of the river, a cavalry of hundreds of people were hunting bows on their backs, riding horses into scattered formations, jumping up and down, shouting and scolding. Ma Cheng looked coldly at the complexity of clothes on the other side. Most of the Jurchens dressed in hunters, sneering in their hearts. These should be the mobs gathered by the big and small leaders of nearby villages. Many people didn’t even have saddles, and some people even had small braids on their backs turned white.

A rain of arrows shot the Jurchens on the other side of the shore hundreds of meters away, and the army searched along the river to cross the river in shallow areas. The group of Jurchens just couldn't go, and followed the Kaiyuan cavalry far away from the river, as if they were following the surveillance. Ma Cheng coldly looked at the gray-haired Jurchens instructed some young people, piled up dead branches and hay by the river to set off wolf smoke. After tossing for a long time, he only made a few piles of burning firewood. The faint smoke had not yet formed a column of smoke. It was blown away by the wind.

The old guy jumped up and down in anger, constantly whipping several juniors with a horse whip. The Kaiyuan cavalry burst into laughter. It is important to know that emitting wolf smoke is also a craft. It is roughly to add wet cattle, sheep and horse manure to dry firewood. It is not easy to make Yanzhu soar straight into the sky. This old guy obviously doesn't understand the key points.

After laughing, the Kaiyuan cavalry looked at the old thing jumping up and down coldly, and everyone could feel the profound hatred that could not be dissolved.

Several Kaiaozi spitted over, and Fang Shihong also cursed: "This old guy, deserves damn!"

Ma Chengsenran said: "If you are old but you don't die, you will be a thief."

Fang Shihong looked down in silence as he looked at the Jurchens jumping up and down the other side, as if he was silently feeling the indescribable hatred. At first glance, these hundreds of Jurchens knew that they were old and weak civilians in nearby villages, and their weapons were also hunting bows. The main axe is obviously not a regular combat force in Jianzhou, but the hostility it shows is unforgettable.

In silence, Fang Shihong cursed with hatred: "It's ridiculous that since the founding of the country by Emperor Ming, he has adopted education as the foundation of the country. It's ridiculous and ridiculous. These barbarians should be killed by all the ten clans, and they will live in peace after they are killed."

Ma Cheng said nothing, but he agreed very much, and he would not have any psychological burden. At this time, he thought of the massacre of Indians in the American continent in later generations. The American whites became much more enjoyable and had no fake role models. The false compassion of the barbarians is the barbarians. The so-called education is nothing more than empty talk by literati. I believe Mr. Fang has experienced it a lot at this moment.

Walking along the river to the shallow water, Kaiyuan Jingqi suddenly divided into two, and the cavalry of a battalion guarded more than a dozen wounded soldiers, carrying the seized gold, silver and fine gold, and large war horses crossed the river. The cavalry whistled and turned their horses. The back team changed to the front team, and the front team changed to the back team. Under the obscurity of the Jurchens on the other side, they quickly disappeared from the end of the earth that was beyond the reach of sight.
Chapter completed!