Chapter 714 Slave

The Ming army suddenly broke out from the forest, and solved dozens of Zhenghuang Banners' dark whistles. They rushed into the Jianlu Imperial Camp and killed everyone when they saw it. The camp was in chaos. A large number of Ming army rushed into the camp and shot when they saw it.

He also grabbed firewood from the burning fire and set fires everywhere into the dense tents.

The man cursed and screamed in anger, and the woman screamed sharply, and was in chaos.

The clearings in the forest, the snow nests on the leewards are not very spacious. When the nearby beasts are hunting, the large group of people need to be scattered and eaten. It is impossible to carry them into a group of camps and set up defenses. Therefore, the Jianzhou People's Army is scattered for a long time.

In the area of ​​ten miles and five miles wide, this gave the Ming army a good opportunity to attack at night.

Hula!

Several fires flashed in the camp, and soon the sky was lit with heavy smoke.

"Master, Master!"

Fan Wencheng rushed out of the tent, wearing only a shirt and carrying pants, a flowing arrow rubbed his thighs and rushed over, stuttering on a tree. Fan Wencheng was so scared that he shivered and shrank.

Going back, he crouched on the ground, a woman in Jin quilt was so scared that she hugged Jin quilt and screamed loudly.

"Don't shout!"

"Silence!"

Fan Wencheng tied his trousers and took them over, cursing fiercely, but the woman was scared and screamed louder.

Noisy footsteps sounded outside the tent, the sound of weapons intersecting, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air.

In desperation, Fan Wencheng rushed over to cover the woman's mouth and slapped hard. The woman with disheveled hair looked at him in horror, and suddenly bit her hands fiercely. Fan Wencheng let go of her hand with a scream of pain.

The woman bit and kicked her and fell into trouble, and sat heavily on the ground.

The woman's face was swollen, her hair was disguised and she screamed ferociously: "Fan Wencheng, dog slave, you dare to offend him!"

Fan Wencheng just now remembered that his old wife had a new mourning. The Zhengqi, who had reunited the strings, was the eldest daughter of Da Beile Daishan, and the old master, a Zhenghongqi princess who was a regular brand.

After getting up, Fan Wencheng had to comfort him with kind words: "Gegg is calm, it will be a bad idea to attract Ming army."

The woman was pissed by him and shouted hatefully: "Wait, Fan Wencheng, tell me Ama to chop your head!"

The woman's sharp scream made Fan Wencheng frightened, and footsteps sounded outside the tent. He rushed up and pinched his wife's neck hard, and hit the ground with force. The princess was pinched by him and kicked her hard, and she screamed with a throat.

Lihulu cursed, but gradually lost the strength to roll his eyes, and the fishy smell spread throughout the tent.

Fan Wencheng used all his strength to pinch his body and cursed in a low voice: "I'll call you, I'll call you, I'll be tired and stupid, do you have to call Mingjun?"

"I told you to chop my head, you ama, you ama has long died in the old village!"

The smell of fishy smell spread in the tent, and the princess gradually stiffened. After struggling for a moment, she ate. She was still a loving couple in the first half of the night, but in the second half of the night, she was so cruel that she was lucky. Fan Wencheng woke up and shivered in fear.

He let go of his hand and rolled to a corner of the cowhide tent, and was shocked and scared. It was no trivial to strangle a bannerman's princess with his own hands. It was enough for the old master to chop his head ten times. The bannerman was the master after all.

But she made up her mind and said that she would not strangle her to death. She would have no way to survive even if she shouted.

After a while of trouble, sweat was blowing, and the cold came. Fan Wencheng hurriedly pulled the quilt, wrapped his body with a brocade quilt and curled up in a corner of the tent, and put on an ostrich. The tent was quiet again, leaving only a cypress next to the brazier.

The untidy woman's body was lying on her back, her pale face and eyes widened above. She stretched out a hand from the brocade quilt and flipped over the brazier to cover it. The chill came, and the woman's pale body was quickly frozen.

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It was unknown how long it took for Fan Wencheng to get up tremblingly, grab his clothes and put them on his body.

He lifted a corner of the tent and looked outside secretly. He was scared and shivered again. Not far away, some Ming soldiers were still burning camps everywhere. The fires shone into the sky, illuminating the camps like daytime. Several torches flew up and fell on

On the gathered grain truck, the pack horses and mules neighed in fear, the fire lit up, and soon the grain trucks burned. A gust of northwest wind blew, and the fire took advantage of the wind, and the rice and flour carefully preserved by the Jianzhou army, and the grain was very popular.

A fire broke out soon.

Fan Wencheng crawled on the ground with his butt sticking out, secretly looking out from a corner of the tent, and his heart trembled violently. Ming Jun was a desperate plan and left no way out. Looking at the rice, flour and grain that were buried in the sea of ​​fire, his heart was bleeding, and rice, flour was still acceptable.

No matter what, you can replace it with beast meat and fish, and you can survive this winter. The thousands of bags of grain that can withstand the high cold, how many people died and how many animals were exhausted to transport it here. It was all over, a handful of fire

All burned away.

Fan Wencheng felt cold in his heart. This group of Ming troops was too cruel and burned away the hope of the rise of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Without these thousands of bags of grain, would Dajin be transformed into a savage who makes a living by fishing and hunting? What should people do if they don’t eat food and horses? It’s over, it’s all over. Footsteps are coming from the vicinity, Fan Wencheng digging his butt

Slowly climb back to the tent, curled up like an ostrich wrapped in a brocade quilt, and there was still some hope in my heart. There were tens of thousands of guards of Zhenghuang Banners on the other end of the old master. This group of Ming soldiers set fire and burned food should be retreated.

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In the forest, in the darkness.

Li Zhengming held up a thousand-mile mirror and watched the fire ignited into the sky, and the thick smoke rose and filled the primeval forest. In front of him, three hundred elite soldiers knelt on one knee, with swords and shields

There are those who use axes, and there are dozens of particularly tall and strong mountain people. Everyone is wearing two or three layers of armor. The inner part is exquisite locks and inner part is covered with thick cotton armor. Many people wear more.

A piece of cowhide armor.

When fighting, reserves must be reserved. This is Ma Cheng's repeated instructions, and Li Zhengming believes in the combat philosophy of heaven.

Although Li Zhengming was extremely short of troops and was struggling, he still kept an elite reserve team by his side, trained hand-to-hand combat armored soldiers. With this reserve team, he could attack and defend, and when the battle was favorable, he suddenly

If you rush out and make achievements in one fell swoop, the situation of the battle can also be used to support the retreat of subordinates.

In front of the three hundred armored soldiers, there are more than three hundred animals, including cattle, horses and mules.

When the Ming army entered the mountain, they carried a large number of animals and fought hard in countless battles of all sizes. They had long lost during the march, and only so many animals were left to be carefully fed to drag the snowmobile to transport the wounded. Now the war situation is urgent, so it is only one time.

He pulled it out, tied it together with iron chains, and tied a pointed weapon on his head as a horn. He used a small number of dead soldiers to drive a large number of livestock and horses to fight against the formation. This move is often used by the Ming army, and now

But it was a God-given opportunity.

Li Zhengming held up a thousand-mile mirror and pointed at the tent deep in the Jianlu camp.

"Did you see, where Huang Taiji's imperial chariot is located, come out!"

In front of him, eight chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and deputy chief and chief and deputy chief and chief and deputy chief, in front of him
Chapter completed!