Chapter 717 Wildness

Looking to a bonfire, Li Zhengming sat cross-legged and felt refreshed and chuckled.

Several subordinates who were warming around the fire gave their salutes. A whistleman stood up with a chuckle and handed over a piece of beef and a white-floured pancake with both hands.

Li Zhengming bit the beef and praised the pancake: "The pancake is good and fragrant!"

The whistleman smiled and said, "It's natural to be fragrant if you sprinkle ghee, but the dogs and Tartars know how to enjoy it."

Li Zhengming smiled and said, "Is the butter cake? This is the skill of our outsiders. If you bet, the person who makes this cake must be from Fushun people. The butter cakes in Fushun City have this flavor."

The whistleman chuckled and said, "You know you will lose, don't gamble!"

Amid the laughter of the soldiers around him, listening to the two Shangguans chatting and making a fuss, they seemed to be in a bustling restaurant in Kaiyuan City, and they started to talk and laugh. Li Zhengming looked around and saw a black flag-men in the corner of the camp.

The man and woman curled up in the snow and shivered, and glanced at him indifferently.

The whistleman whispered knowingly: "Put the Lord and General's heart in his stomach, you can't make any mistakes."

Li Zhengming looked at the gloomy sky without hesitation and murmured: "Is it going to snow again? This snow, when will it end?"

As soon as he finished speaking, noisy footsteps came from a distance, and the Ming army surrounding the fire stood up with weapons.

Not far away, a large group of mountain people surrounded by animal skins approached in chaos, shouting loudly, everyone was staggering and staggering, and they were walking towards the prisoner camp, as if they were going to have fun, but were

The Ming army guards blocked the outside with bows, arrows, swords, axes, and spears, causing trouble.

Li Zhengming said unhappily: "Who gives you wine, a bastard!"

The whistleman beside him said ashamed: "I have found this in the tent. These savages have a sharp nose and are given a crime."

Li Zhengming waved his hand casually and said, "Forget it, cause and effect, retribution is unhappy, let it go."

The whistleman bowed and stood up and shouted. The Ming army guarding the prisoners put away their swords, guns, arrows, and put a large mountain people into the prisoner camp. Soon, the shrill screams of a woman sounded from the prisoner camp, beating, scolding and scolding sounds.

The mountain people roared like wild beasts, and the Ming army guarding the prisoners was turned a blind eye to the general order.

Li Zhengming sat cross-legged beside the fire, his eyelids drooping, and humming a little song: "You are loyal and loyal, and you will be brave and storm when you are successful, and you will lose your power!"

"good!"

"happy!"

The soldiers in the camp applauded with great face, boosted the morale of the army, and the atmosphere became more enthusiastic.

Not far away, a non-commissioned officer continued to sing: "I am sorry that I have been beheaded before the country has returned to my old days. There is still a rumor that the whole family has a sword covered in blood!"

There was another loud shout of praise. This loyalty record was widely circulated in the Ming Dynasty and everyone could sing it.

The rough song and loud shouts quickly overwhelmed the woman's shrill screams, but the screams finally turned into crying, which was very harsh.

Li Zhengming was interrupted by his interest and said dissatisfiedly: "Go and take care of some of them. These barbarians are drunk and don't look like individuals. They are really fierce!"

A team officer near the side stood up and waved his hand, and led a team of Ming troops to run into the prisoner camp angrily.

Li Zhengming's interest was interrupted, and he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "These barbarians are too late to send them to the recruit camp. They're so wild!"

The subordinates and generals of the left and right subordinates should be: "These fierce mountain people, all of whom are good soldiers after they have removed their wildness."

Late at night, the ten-mile camp gradually became quiet, and only the woman cried and screamed from time to time, which was particularly harsh.

Fifty miles away, north.

In the dark forest, the rustling footsteps were getting closer and closer. A few small beasts that were looking for food at night were scared away. The snow-covered trees moved one after another. A large number of soldiers rushed out of the dense forest, and under their feet

The soft people fell from the slope and rolled into a heavy snow nest. Fortunately, the ground was covered with thick snow, so they did not break their tendons and bones.

“Camp!”

"Transfer to the model Wencheng!"

"Doctor, call the doctor!"

In the forest, Huang Taiji, who rolled his eyes, gasped heavily, and the generals of Zhenghuang Banners surrounded by the surroundings, Haoge and others were frightened and frightened. He helped the old master down from the horse's back with all his hands and feet. Huang Taiji's vest was inserted into his vest.

A heavy arrow broke the armor and was inserted into a fatal place half an inch below the rib.

The soldiers were in chaos, and Huang Taiji turned over and sat up, gritted his teeth and issued military orders.

A large number of guards of Zhenghuang Banners rushed out of the dense forest, slid into the leeward below on thick snow, and surrounded a small number of war horses as a temporary camp. Several bonfires were set off, and the doctor trembled and tremblingly cloaked the old master.

Tear open, unbutton the cotton robe, revealing a fine inner armor inside.

The doctor, Haoge, and the guards of the Huangqi brigade breathed a sigh of relief, and the old master was not seriously injured in the excellent inner armor protection.

The heavy arrow of armor-breaking armor was not deep, but only about one inch of the flesh. Fortunately, this life-saving inner armor was seized from the Ming army, which happened to save Huang Taiji's life. Haoge breathed a sigh of relief, his feet

He sat on the ground with soft butt, and the guards on both sides hurriedly set him up beside the fire and roasted him. If the old master had a few long and two shorts, the little master Haoge would be the master of the Great Gold and had to be on guard against him.

Huang Taiji rolled his eyes and lay on the snow, gritted his teeth and growled: "Dig it out!"

The Han official doctor gritted his teeth, took out the strong wine, tilted his neck and swallowed it. Thumb, a mouthful of strong wine sprayed on the wound, causing Huang Taiji's hunched body to tremble in pain. The Ming army's armor-breaking heavy arrow still brought the

The barbarian was very vicious. He could only cut off the whole piece of flesh at the arrow, but could not be pulled out. Once he pulled out, he would shoot blood and die on the spot.

"Master, bear it a little!"

The medical officer trembled and said tremblingly.

Huang Taiji clenched his back teeth and hummed softly. The sharp horned knife into the flesh and gently turned around. A large piece of flesh and blood cut out with the arrow, and black blood spurted out like a spring of black blood.

The medical officer hurriedly took out the Jinchuang medicine and poured it on. After a while, Huang Taiji's hands and feet twitched in pain. His legs were twitching violently as if the acupoints were lit. He spitted white foam and rolled his eyes and couldn't bear it. He felt so painful and fainted.

Haogeteng jumped up and drew his sword to chop the Han official. He was almost grabbed by a leader's eyes. Several guards rushed over and hugged the little master, making winks with each other. The big guy was injured a lot, so he couldn't let him go.

If the little master accidentally killed the medical officer, how many people would die in vain?

The bannermen lived in Liaodong for ten years, and no one believed the witch doctors in the tribe, and it was still more reliable for the Han medical officers.

After a chaotic situation, the guards surrounded the limited war horses and firmly protected the old master, the cotton robe and brocade quilts, and some people remembered that the old master urgently summoned Fan Wencheng and hurriedly sent someone to the rear team to search.

But I can't find it. The bannermen lost so badly in this battle. Tens of thousands of people ran away everywhere, but not only did Fan Wencheng lose one, but also the concubines of the old master, several princesses, and young people.
Chapter completed!