The decoction made by women in the Ming Dynasty is indeed effective.
The cramping feeling in the stomach and intestines gradually subsided.
The warm animal scent of the wolf fur mattress and the soft and regular breathing of the woman beside him were intertwined, like the best hypnotic agent.
The awkward stiffness in Dege's body didn't last long before overwhelming sleepiness surged over him, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.
Dreams keep changing.
At first, I was still a child who needed to look up to see the faces of adults. Amanurhaci was putting jewelry on his mother, and his brother Mang Gurtai looked like a heroic young man, talking happily about shooting bows and arrows.
Later, Ama's figure disappeared. E Niang was crying, Abahai, a girl from the Ula tribe who was canonized as Dafujin, was laughing, and her brother Mang Gurtai kept using the step bow that Jianzhou Jurchens are best at.
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Finally, Eniang Fucha's tearful face overlapped with Concubine Abahai's smiling face. From Mang Gurterai's full bow, a heavy arrow whizzed away, hitting the humanoid face in the middle.
Degerei saw that he was rushing towards his brother and started to argue with him in Jianzhou dialect, speaking very fast and in an extremely angry tone.
But soon, the young woman's accent was added to the argument.
In his efforts to identify who she was, Dege gradually felt that the female voice became clearer.
No, it's not a dream, it's a confrontation close at hand.
Degerei woke up, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw several torches lighting up one after another, reflecting the back of Mu Zaohua who had stood up straight, and the shortened Qi family knife in her hand.
Almost at the same time, the familiar Jurchen words with Jianzhou accent reached Derge's ears, causing him to lift up his wolf-hair mattress and jump up.
Two torches quickly approached.
"Master Dege, it's really you!" Someone called out in surprise.
"Do you have a plain blue flag or a white flag?" Derge asked the soldier who couldn't tell the flag.
"Go back to the master, this slave is Zhenglan Banner," the flag leader pointed to the outside of the forest, "Sanbeile and his slaves have not arrived yet. The slave is the sentinel rider. Because he saw the strings with horse hoof prints coming from the south, he was afraid that the Ming army would set up an ambush, so he brought them with him.
People are looking for her."
Before Qi Ding finished speaking, Mu Zaohua threw away the knife, stepped over in a few steps, and started rolling up the mattress.
As if aware of the sudden silence around her, the woman stopped, raised her head and asked Degerei: "Well, should we go to Sanbeile's place now?"
The sense of exploration in her voice was even tinged with a bit of hesitation and cowardice. She was completely different from the ruthless woman when she shot her old master, or the tough woman when she scolded Derger in the evening.
This change in Dege's attitude towards women is not surprising.
When you want to see your sweetheart, it is naturally different from when you face your enemy or someone you don't like.
He did not answer Mu Zaohua immediately.
After reconnecting with his own people, the strings in Dege's mind became full again.
"Have Sanbeile ever fought with the Ming people?" Degelei asked the leading flagman coldly.
Those who work as sentinels are naturally as meticulous as cotton needles, and they are also good at collecting information on weekdays. This bannerman has long heard that Mang Gurtai and his younger brother seem to be at odds, and Dege was killed by the Ming army.
The news reached the main force of Zhenglan Banner yesterday.
The flagman tried to figure out the thoughts of his little master Degelei. It was obvious that if Mang Gurtai did not grab anything and suffered losses in the battle with the Ming army, Degelei was afraid that if he returned to the army at this moment, he would bump into his brother.
On the fire.
The bannerman then bowed and reported: "Returning to the master, the Xuan army of the Ming Dynasty was stationed in the Yehuling area. Our banner did not go too far to the west or close to Zhangjiakou. We swept several Tumut settlements east of Xuan Town.
They also grabbed people, livestock and food, and then returned to the east."
Degelei got the answer that made him relieved, and he said with false joy: "Three Belles are brave and resourceful."
Mu Zaohua stood up, glanced at Qiding, who was bowing his head, and tugged on Dege Lei's sleeve.
Degerei followed the woman a few steps and heard the woman say softly: "Your brother has a temper like a firecracker. Will he punish you? Do you want these people to escort you to Horqin first?"
Dege was moved in his heart.
The woman from the Ming Dynasty actually had some thoughts about his situation.
But the phrase "temper like firecrackers" is clear and intimate, just like a woman talking about her man.
Perhaps, she can finally meet her heroic sweetheart. This woman is full of joy, so she is not stingy and considerate to outsiders.
Dege let out a "snort" in his nose: "I am also a member of the Zhenglan flag. When I see my own flag, I have to avoid it. What have I become? Aren't you anxious to see Sanbeile? I will take you there now.
"
After saying that, he picked up Mu Zaohua's knife from the snow, put it back into its scabbard, and hung it on his belt.
Seeing Mu Zaohua staring at him blankly, Degelei deliberately switched to Jurchen words and said: "I will accept the knife you offered me. When I return to Hetuala, I will reward you well and thank you for saving my life."
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Mu Zaohua said no more, squatted down, rolled up her bedclothes, tied them tightly, and tied them to the horse's back.
The Jurchen sentry agents took the skin bags and asked them both to drink a few sips of wine to warm themselves up. Then they lit torches and led the way down the mountain.
According to the report from the leading bannerman, ten Niu Lu under Mang Gurtai's command were camped twenty miles away.
Even if we don't gallop, dawn will definitely arrive.
Tonight, it was a good weather with calm wind and snow, bright moon and few stars, but Mu Zaohua knew that after walking these few miles of cold but clear moonlit night road, she would plunge into the road just like Mrs. Zheng did back then.
The center of a storm or wave.
No, according to what Madam asked Xu San, it will be much more difficult and dangerous than the last trip to Hetuala.
Mu Zaohua stared at the figure of Dege on the horse in front.
After more than ten hours, Mu Zaohua found with satisfaction that she had no time to feel disgusted in front of this young Tatar Beile.
Once upon a time, Mr. Wu was still alive. When he was training them to disguise themselves to spy on intelligence, he once said: "You are not living your life, you are acting. If you are in front of ordinary people, you should act like cats and birds. If I teach you to be disgusting,
Those who dislike you should be taming animals."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Master Wu, Zaohua has gone to avenge you. These Tatars are the animals that Zaohua wants to tame," Mu Zaohua said silently in her heart, "
They must not think that a man who is skilled in bow and horse and kills people without batting an eye is really a warrior or a god. They are just a bunch of robbers. The woman and A Piao Mu Gao will give the robbers some color to see."
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At dawn, the leader of the Zhenglan Banner is in his military tent.
The morning sun had just risen from the horizon east of the Luan River, and its golden rays passed through the curtains and spread all over the floor.
Mang Gurtai stared at the woman kneeling on the ground.
It was the first time for Degerei and several Bagalas who were standing aside to see Sanbeile's expression towards the figure wearing the Ming army uniform. It was not the cruelty before the killing, but as if he had received the favor.
The joy of getting a good knife.
The joy was mixed with memories.
"Zaohua, you are a little different from how you were at King Khan's Well." Mang Gurtai said.
Mu Zaohua said: "Sanbeile, I have suffered a lot in the past few years. Naturally, I have become uglier, more like a weed and a dead branch."
Mang Gurtai pursed his lips.
In fact, this Han woman has not changed, she still has the same attitude that attracted his attention that year.
He is both stubborn and gentle, and even more so in his forthrightness, with a hint of forbearance and pride.
She was so different from her master named Zheng. The latter was like a jackal pretending to be humble in front of tigers and wolves. The viciousness and cunning in his heart occasionally showed through his eyes, making his originally unshakable face look...
Make men gag.
Zheng Haizhu...Mang Gurtai suddenly gritted his teeth. He was indeed reminiscing. Not only did he recall the rippling mood with Mu Zaohua, but he also recalled that during the Battle of Fushun, his white-armored soldiers were washed away by the flood that exploded the embankment.
Walking scene.
"Zaohua, over the years, I have always regretted that at the Khan King's Well, I should not have just beaten your master until she almost lost her teeth, but should have directly dug out her heart and liver and fed it to the dogs."
Mu Zaohua said: "Sanbeile, she is no longer my master. And I feel very sad that I did not have the good opportunity like yesterday to shoot her in the face with an arrow."
Mang Gurtai narrowed his eyes: "I remember that in Hetuala that year, you were very loyal to her and also very afraid of her. What happened after that?"
Mu Zaohua raised her drooped eyelids and looked at Mang Gurtai eagerly: "I am indeed afraid of her, just like the bannermen of Sanbeile, I must also be afraid of Sanbeile, but that is the fear of soldiers towards the general. And
Zheng, when she wanted to sacrifice me to those bad old men who were officials, I was no longer afraid of her. I hated her and would not follow her orders. Sanbeile, from that night at the Khan King's Well
Since then, I already have a man in mind that I want to marry..."
When Mang Gurtai heard the last sentence, a strange sense of pride flashed in his eyes.
Mang Gurtai didn't mind that his younger brother and subordinates in the tent understood Mu Zaohua's complaint. He just felt happy that that self-righteous Ming Dynasty woman was also disobeyed by her own slaves.
"Then just run away, why go back and kill her?"
"I ran away. I wanted to go to Hetuala to find you Sanbeile. But when I arrived at the border, I calmed down and thought about it. The Great Khan and several Bailes all knew that I was Zheng's original maid. This would definitely cause trouble to Sanbeile. I didn't want to cause trouble. Instead of running away to the east, I went to the north to do some business with the Mongols and get some food first. Unexpectedly, when I went to Shandong to harvest cotton in the autumn, I learned that my sworn sister was also the Zheng family. Another maidservant died. Because she hanged herself, she was not allowed to be buried in the clan's cemetery, and was buried alone in the wild."
Mang Gurtai was one of the first sons to follow Nurhachi in dealing with the Han people. He spoke Chinese very well and could smoothly understand Mu Zaohua's narrative.
"You, a sworn sister, were forced to death by the Zheng family?"
Mu Zaohua nodded and said bitterly: "Mr. Zheng is no different from the civil servants in the imperial court who are full of benevolence and morality but full of bad intentions. Sanbeile, before Jianzhou, he also made contributions to the Ming Dynasty's border settlement. How did the Ming Dynasty treat you? My sisters and I are the same. We are loyal to our master, but our master looks at us like mules and animals. Why? God has eyes. When I was running goods in Xunzhen, When I saw Zheng following the Mongols out of the border, I followed her to see how I could kill her. Unexpectedly, I encountered Zhenglan Banner and the Ming Army fighting."
Mu Zaohua stopped again and did not continue, trying to leave some dignity to Derge.
There was silence in the tent for a moment before Mang Gurtai's voice sounded.
"Take her down, let her eat something, and don't tie her up." Mang Gurtai ordered a baga beside him.
Then he pointed at the other guards and said, "You guys should all get out too."
After everyone retreated, Mang Gurtai stood up, walked in front of Degerei, suddenly took action, and slapped his brother hard in the face.
Dege was mentally prepared for this, and shook slightly without making a sound.
"A whole four of Niulu's soldiers are gone, gone!" Mang Gurtai gritted his teeth and said, "The first time you came with me to rob Xuanda, you ended up like this. When you return to Hetuala, how can you fight with us? Dahan explained? Huh? Not to mention Huang Taiji, even that silly roe deer Amin could laugh at us for a long time!"
After Mang Gurtai finished speaking, he took a breath, slapped him again, and added a curse: "You just have a wrong idea. When you heard that the Ming Dynasty's annual reward for Chahar was increased tenfold, you thought of something." Everyone devours it. Otherwise, if you had come to inform me, you would not have ended up like this!"
Dege received two solid slaps. Although he knew that he was indeed negligent and underestimated the enemy, another anger surged in his heart.
If Mang Gurtai hadn't deliberately ditched him and prevented him, his half-brother, from grabbing Xuanzang together, how could he have gone to rob Lin Dan Khan's mission in a hot-headed manner because he was afraid of returning empty-handed and making the Great Khan look down upon him?
But Dege held back forcefully.
He is now a bare man, not even as good as a Niu Lu forehead. If he doesn't beg for mercy from his brother Mang Gurtai, how can he expect Daishan, Amin, Huang Taiji and other flag masters with their own agendas to come and help him?
Did the Khan come to ask for mercy?
"Mang Gurtai, what you said is half right. I am so useless. If Miss Zaohua hadn't helped me, I would have been taken to the Meridian Gate of the capital of the Ming Dynasty and suffered all kinds of humiliation. It would have disgraced our Jianzhou state.
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Dege said in a trembling voice, shaking his head in shame and pain.
His transition intention was achieved, and the veins on Mang Gurtai's temples slowly deflated.
The leader of the Zhenglan Banner, who had a bad temper, had lost some of his anger when he spoke again.
"Did my woman indeed shoot her original master?"
Degerei nodded: "However, it only hit the shoulder, so Zheng probably won't die. The Ming army came well prepared, and the doctors and medicine are all in the camp."
Little Belle has noticed that his brother's word is "my woman".
He then added: "Girl Zaohua said that she would not save me if she had not known that I was your brother. But I think that she saved me, in fact, to give herself a reason to come to you. She
So different from those cunning Ming people."
Mang Gurtai stared at him coldly: "If the Great Khan asks, you have to say the same thing. Why, Huang Taiji can get close to so many people from the Ming Dynasty and use them as hunting dogs, so I can't marry a rescuer."
I am the leader of the small banner of the Lan Banner, and I almost killed the Ming Dynasty woman who was our great enemy in the Later Jin Dynasty. How can I be the side of Fujin?"
