The old Wu army soldiers who were sent to Alchuka seemed numb. No matter how Du Shan scolded him, they didn't even look at him, or even moved their faces. They only knew how to mechanically move bags of wheat.
There are more than a thousand old troops of the Wu army in the town, all of whom are young and strong. They mainly plant crops for the bannermen. During the slack season, they go to the nearby mountains and forests to cut wood and transport it to Ninggu Pagoda. From the captured
By the time they were sent here, they had already spent three years. Three years, neither short nor long, had turned these former soldiers into wooden men without vitality, hope, or even complaints.
, they don’t think about anything, and they don’t dare to think about it. They just do the same thing day after day.
Dushan scolded him a lot, maybe because he had a dry mouth, or maybe he thought it was boring to scold him, so he wanted to go back and sleep in his cage again, so that he could have fun with a Chinese woman with small feet in the evening. He was about to turn around, but heard "Whoops!"
The screams reached from far away.
A sharp sound broke through the air, and cold murderous intent suddenly struck from the left. Du Shan was startled and hurriedly dodged to avoid it. He barely managed to avoid his throat, but he could no longer avoid his shoulder.
"Du!" There was a muffled sound, and a sharp arrow stabbed into his right shoulder.
"Ouch!"
Dushan screamed, ignoring the huge pain in his shoulder, he fell down with a thump, and opened his mouth to shout: "Enemy attack!..."
While the protracted tail sound was still echoing in all directions, a fast horse jumped from the opposite low wall. With a long "neigh", the horse's hoofs stepped heavily on Dushan's back.
"Well…"
With the heartbreaking pain, Dushan felt as if his chest was cracking. He instinctively stretched out his hand to block the horse's hoof, but before he could raise his hand, the horse's rider stepped down again. This time
But he stepped heavily on Dushan's hand.
With a "crunch", Du Shan's right hand was stepped on until it was bloody and bloody, his knuckles were exposed white, and his face was covered with minced meat.
Du Shan, whose eyes were bulging, could no longer scream. The severe pain in his back and the shattered right hand made him realize that he was finished. At this moment, he just wanted to be happy, but the other party didn't want him to be so quick.
die.
The knight of the horse may think that the local bannerman can be tortured a little longer, so he doesn't want the Tatar to die too quickly. He laughed and pulled the reins of the horse, and the war horse roared again, raised its hoofs and stepped heavily again
This time, he stepped firmly on the back of Dushan's head, once, twice, three times... until the knight was convinced that the banner man whose eyes were squeezed out was really no longer angry, he
Then he smiled ferociously, brandishing his sword and rushed forward.
The garrison in Alchuka was only the garrison Eight Banners of a Zuoling. Under the attack of more than a thousand cavalry, and the Zuoling master was the first one to die, their resistance was like pebbles thrown into the sea.
sound.
The old troops of the Wu Army and the people of all ethnic groups in the town were stunned by the sudden attack of the cavalry. They didn't know who these cavalry were and where they came from. Many people thought they were rebellious Mongols, but after a closer look, they found that they were rebellious Mongols.
But I found that it was not the case, because many of the cavalrymen seemed to be shouting and cursing in Han Chinese language.
"We are the Guan Ning Army! The Guan Ning Army of Emperor Zhaowu of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
"Brothers from the old camp, we are here to rescue you!"
After taking out the defenders, Ma Long asked his subordinates, officers from the old Wu army, to ride their horses and shout over and over again in the town.
After shouting for half a stick of incense, the stunned old troops of Wu Army burst into cheers. During the cheers, many people burst into tears. Their cheers were filled with sadness. They never dreamed that one day the prince's army would come.
Save them!
With the help of more than a thousand old troops of the Wu Army, Ma Long's cavalry regiment cleared all the Qing soldiers and bannermen in the town, blocked the road leading to Ninggu Pagoda, and tightly surrounded more than 200 people of all ethnic groups.
Together, we wait for the general to arrive with his army.
"You bastard, if you keep moaning and groaning, believe it or not, I will chop you down with an axe!"
Looking at the blood-stained ax held on his neck, Chen Zhao trembled in fear: "Hero, spare your life, hero, spare your life, I don't dare to do it anymore, I don't dare to do it anymore!"
"Believe me again, let me hear one more time, and I will chop off your head and use it as a chamber pot!"
Guitou Dao angrily took the ax away from Chen Zhao's neck and glanced at Pan Changqing: "Master, you take everyone to rest here, I will take others to touch it first!"
"good!"
After walking for several hours, Pan Changqing was tired, as were the elderly and children. They had not eaten anything for a day and a night. It was already rare that they could persist in escaping here. How could they still have the strength to run forward? Fortunately, Alchuka was fast.
When we get there, I guess I can move within half an hour of walking the incense stick. When I get to Alchuka, I can take a breather for a while.
Glancing distressedly at the old and weak women and children who were too tired to even stand and sitting on the ground gasping for air, Pan Changqing turned his head sadly and told Guitou Dao: "There are not many Tatars in Alchuka.
, you have to take it down quickly and let everyone replenish the food, otherwise the team will collapse."
"Hey, I know, don't worry, Master!" Guitou Dao nodded solemnly, grabbed Chen Zhao, and kicked him: "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Come forward!"
"ah?!"
Chen Zhao complained endlessly, but he did not dare to resist or sigh any more, so he had no choice but to walk forward with a sad face and a brave face.
When Guitou Dao set off with hundreds of young men, Pan Chang made some calculations. If everything goes well, they should send someone back to notify them in half an hour. He was slightly calmed down, but he was worried about staying behind to stop the attack.
Wu Da and others, who were pursuing the Qing army, secretly wondered if they could make it alive.
Just when he was worried about Wu Da and the others, he saw a few people hurriedly running towards the fork in front of him. Pan Changqing was startled: Alchuka was captured not long after arriving?
When those people saw Mr. Pan and the others from a distance, they shouted: "Alchuka is fighting! Alchukha is fighting!"
"What started the fight?"
Pan Changqing didn't hear clearly and didn't know what they were shouting. When the people came running over, he saw that they were out of breath and said hurriedly: "Speak slowly, don't be impatient, don't be impatient, what's the fight about?"
A man took a deep breath, swallowed his throat, and said: "Ah... Alchuka was captured by many cavalry, and all the Tatars in the town were killed!"
Master Pan was shocked when he heard this and lost his voice: "Where did those cavalry come from, Mongolians? Rakshasa people?"
We heard from a distance that those cavalrymen kept shouting back and forth in the town, saying that they were Guan Ning's army. We were far away and did not dare to get close. We couldn't find out which party it was. Guitou Dao was afraid of the master.
I'm worried, so I asked a few of us to come back first and let you know that he has sneaked into the town with his people to make inquiries, and as soon as he has accurate information, he will send someone over to tell you."
"Guan Ning Army Guan Ning Army"
After listening to their words, Pan Changqing muttered the three words Guan Ningjun in his mouth, but he froze as he read it: Isn't Guan Ningjun the old name of our prince's soldiers and horses in Liaodong?