In October of the second year of Chongzhen, Huang Taiji personally led 100,000 elite troops of the Later Jin army to detour through the Korqin grassland with lightning speed, breaking through Da'ankou, Hongshankou, and Longjing Pass, and surrounding Zunhua, an important military city of the Ming Dynasty.

When a strong enemy invades, it is clear that a war related to the life and death of the Ming Dynasty will be centered on Zunhua.

As a result, the prosperous Zunhua seemed to be dead. Except for the Later Jin cavalry galloping on the wilderness, there was almost no Ming Dynasty people and business travelers.

Without business travel and people, bandits who make a living by robbery in Zunhua will lose their source of life.

Under the threat of death and hunger, some bandits had to transfer their robbery targets to the elite Later Jin cavalry.

However, without any training, organization, and only passionate, how could the bandits be the opponent of the Jin cavalry after a long battle?

In the wilderness about fifty miles away from Zunhua City, more than a hundred ragged bandits were protecting one person. Under the pursuit of more than a dozen Later Jin cavalry behind him, they ran all the way to the mountainous area.

Although they tried their best and threw away all the supplies that could slow down their escape speed. However, no matter how fast the two legs ran, they were not as fast as the four legs war horse...

"Room..." As the sound of horse hooves got closer and closer to them, more than a dozen Later Jin cavalry riding on the war horses directly raised the saber in their hands with a sneer on their faces, making a move to prepare for the slashing immediately.

"Kill..." A sword light flashed by, and more than a dozen Later Jin cavalry holding sabers were very skillfully divided into two, galloping past more than a hundred bandits in front of them, and slashing the sabers in their hands towards the target.

When more than a dozen Later Jin cavalry left contact with the bandits, the smoke and dust from the horse's hooves quickly blew away by the wind. At least ten ragged bandits fell to the ground with blood, motionless...

In this era when people are living in poverty, death has long been a very common thing.

Therefore, facing the fallen "comrades-in-arms" and the remaining bandits did not even look at them and continued to run forward.

Because they knew that as long as they ran a few more miles to enter the mountainous area, they had been following everyone and constantly consuming their vitality through rapid assaults, they could no longer do anything to them.

Perhaps more than a dozen Later Jin cavalry were not familiar with the terrain here. Without knowing the bandits' thoughts, they directly believed that more than 100 Ming Dynasty people who dared to attack him had become their own pockets, and they could destroy them as much as they wanted.

It was like playing a game, and it consumed more than a hundred living powers of Ming Dynasty people bit by bit.

In this way, after more than a dozen Later Jin cavalry rushed round after round, the hopeful forest finally appeared in front of everyone.

The bandits who ran down all the way, had already exhausted their strength due to hunger and subconsciously slowed down their escape speed. Seeing the woods, it was like seeing hope for life, and directly used their physical strength to the limit and ran to the woods that were getting closer and closer to the woods in the bureau.

At this time, the dozen Later Jin cavalry who had originally planned to continue to drag down with hundreds of Ming dynasties finally realized something was wrong. When a white-armored cavalry roared, more than a dozen rear-level cavalry lined up in a row, like a huge plow, sweeping across the direction of the hundreds of bandits' escape, trying to disperse the bandits and prevent them from rushing into the woods.

Although the Later Jin cavalry had a good idea, they underestimated the powerful ability that people could explode at the critical moment of life and death.

While more than a dozen Later Jin cavalry roared over, dozens of bandits rushing at the back stopped running unexpectedly, raised their simple weapons in their hands, and launched a counterattack against the Later Jin cavalry rushing in.

At the same time, a loud roar also sounded among dozens of bandits: "Brothers, I won't say much about how the boss treats us well. For the boss, I swear to block the Later Jin Tartars to the death. Brothers, I will rush for me..."

More than thirty bandits, some holding spears, some holding big swords, and some holding wooden sticks as thick as arms, just like a fearless wolf pack, screaming and pounced at more than a dozen Later Jin cavalry.

Although everyone's behavior is moths to the fire, their deaths are not meaningless.

In two minutes, more than 30 bandits used their lives to exchange their "comrades" behind them for just two minutes.

With more than a dozen Later Jin cavalry with an angry face, they solved more than 30 bandits and were ready to continue chasing. When Yixue was in a state of hatred, the remaining more than 60 bandits had already rushed into the woods with the injured boss and fled.

In the simple mountain village composed of a thatched hut thatched in time, after being hit by the Later Jin Tartars with an iron rod, a coma leader Wei Zheng was lying on the ** with a calm face.

The only people in the village who could speak were paced back and forth around Wei Zheng, showing an anxious look on their faces.

Just now, a slight cough suddenly sounded from Wei Zheng's mouth, and then a slight sound came from Wei Zheng's mouth to everyone's ears.

"Water...I want to drink water..."

"The boss...the boss is awake.... Soon, why are you still standing there? Come find water immediately. The boss wants to drink water."

The oldest middle-aged man among several people said with an excited look on his face. Then, he helped Wei Zheng, who was lying on the ** as smoothly as possible, and prepared to feed Wei Zheng water.

In a blink of an eye, ten minutes passed. When Wei Zheng gradually opened his eyes, he saw not the hospital, the doctor, nor his comrades-in-arms, but a group of middle-aged men wearing clothes he had never seen before.

As a special forces soldier, the first thing you need to do is to be familiar with your surroundings, especially in a strange place you have never seen before.

Just as Wei Zheng was about to speak, the middle-aged man standing opposite him suddenly said excitedly: "Boss, you have finally woken up. If you don't wake up yet, our copycat will be disbanded..."

"Copyright..." Hearing these two words, Undocumented was stunned and said with confusion.

It should be clear that in later China, the only ones that can be used to copy the village are only a few ethnic minorities. However, if the other party is an ethnic minority, how could he speak Chinese and call himself the leader?

Wei Zheng, who was puzzled, subconsciously asked, "I am the boss... the copycat is going to be disbanded...what is going to be done?"

Hearing Wei Zheng's inexplicable question, the middle-aged man frowned and exclaimed in despair: "Boss, have you forgotten... Did you lose your memory by being hit by the Tartars with an iron stick... How could this happen? Is it going to destroy our parody? Don't you want our copycat brothers to continue to live..."

"Tartar..." This is a useful word that Wei Zheng heard again.

Thinking of the history I know, there is only one place and one time that can use the word "Tartars" and that is the late Ming Dynasty. Thinking of this, Wei Zheng, who was shocked, quickly turned his attention to the middle-aged man in front of him and asked tentatively: "It's the Ming Dynasty now... The injury on my head was beaten by the Later Jin Tartars..."

"Boss, you remember..." A hint of excitement quickly appeared on the face of the middle-aged man who was still desperate just now.

He said with a certain expression to Wei Zheng: "The master of the country is now in the Ming Dynasty, October 2nd year of Chongzhen... As for the injuries on your head, we were beaten by the Tartars when we launched an attack on the typing surprises. There is nothing wrong with that..."

"In the second year of Chongzhen... Tartars..." After being confirmed by the other party, Wei Zheng's heart immediately became in chaos.

You know, just before I woke up, I was still an excellent special forces soldier in China with a bright future. But how could I go back to the late Ming Dynasty in a blink of an eye... However, as an excellent special forces soldier, Wei Zheng's ability to accept reality was still very fast.

After quickly throwing all kinds of incomprehensions out of their minds, Wei Zheng's first thing he wanted to know was the environment he was in. After a brief contemplation, in order not to make the few people in front of him doubt, Wei Zheng quickly suppressed all kinds of confusion and confusion in his heart, and ordered the middle-aged man in front of him who seemed to be the best for him.

"Okay, my head is a little swollen, just rest... Just stay alone, everyone else will go out first."

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who expressed his heartfelt concern to him, Wei Zheng did not hide it and asked directly: "Brother, I can't remember many things. In order not to worry about the brothers in the copycat, I can only fool them for the time being. Including your identity, I seem to have forgotten. So, you can introduce the situation to me immediately, otherwise once my amnesia is spread, our copycat will be really over..."

The middle-aged man did not hesitate and quickly told him what he knew.

As time passed by minute by minute, Wei Zheng's calm face had become solemn without realizing it. As for Wei Zheng's heart, he was filled with regret and reluctance.

Although he saw the so-called time travel in his later novels, when people traveled to ancient times, they either became emperors or generals. But he actually traveled to a bandit leader who couldn't even eat enough.

Looking at the middle-aged man with the same name as Zhao Yun, a famous general in the Three Kingdoms, in front of him, and a simple face, Wei Zheng really wanted to ask, since he couldn't even eat enough, what's the point of being a bandit...

However, when Wei Zheng saw the helpless expression on the other person's face, he swallowed the words he was about to blurt out.
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