"Hey, the person accompanying the young coach is Kong Guerba, and his position is relatively far back. It seems that he is only in third place, and there are two young people in front of him who are more noble than him."
Someone in the store heard this and asked: "Which Kong Guerzhi is it? Is it the one from Xuanfu?"
The Xuanfu directly administers Zhangjiakou, so many businessmen know something about the personnel of the Xuanfu.
"Yes, it's the Kongfangkong guerrilla who comes to Zhangjiakou from time to time." The shopkeeper replied while paying attention to the movement outside.
"Another coward! What's the use of his coming?" Several people in the store shouted, making Wang Yan, who was standing aside and paying attention to the situation outside, look even worse.
The shopkeeper turned around and smiled, and then continued the live broadcast: "The Mongols saw this cavalry army passing by, but they seemed to be indifferent and still surrounded the previous Ming army, showing no signs of loosening."
There were a few tall people in the store who were not satisfied with the shopkeeper's words. They put down the teacups in their hands, squeezed past and watched the conflict through the gap between the shopkeeper and Wang Yan.
"The cavalry has arrived. Except for the few at the head, the rest of the cavalry have dismounted. Yes, they dismounted neatly and neatly. It seems that they are well-trained elites. They are not comparable to the Ming armies like Zhangjiakou."
When everyone heard the shopkeeper praising the Ming troops who came to help, they couldn't help but be a little curious. More people wanted to see those Ming troops with their own eyes, so they all rushed over.[
"These cavalrymen lined up in several rows as soon as they got off their horses, holding spears and pushing towards the Mongols surrounding the Ming army. They were closer, closer, and closer. They were about to encounter them, but the spearmen did not stop and continued to advance.
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Seeing an unbelievable scene, the shopkeeper's voice slowly rose and he couldn't help but start broadcasting loudly.
As more people crowded into the store, a thin man who couldn't squeeze through suddenly said, "Whoever can give me a seat, I'll give you a tael of silver!"
No one paid attention to him. It was a rare scene. If you are not particularly poor with money, who would miss this rare opportunity to watch it?
"Ha, the Mongols got scared, retreated, retreated, and retreated to the entrance. Immediately, the Ming army commander seemed to be talking to the surrounded Ming army. Ah, it didn't seem right. Then why did the commander use a riding crop to beat the leader?
There are thousands of households here? Is this too tiring? Ah, ah, distinguished guests, don’t crowd, don’t crowd.”
Those who were not talking saw that the shopkeeper's position was squeezed by those people, which affected the live broadcast. They all spoke out, some were reminders, and some were condemning. Anyway, they had the same idea, don't crowd the shopkeeper. This stabilized the shopkeeper's position in the mouth.
Location.
The shopkeeper said "thank you" and continued to broadcast the report: "The Qianhu pointed at a Mongolian, who seemed to be one of the Aolachi leaders. Then, some spearmen came forward to force the other Mongolians, and the Mongolian
They brought people out. What are they doing? Wow, they took off their pants and beat people on the spot. This is beating Mongolians! Oh, someone came out of the yurt again, and they brought some guards with them. It seems that they are Mongolian nobles.
, the show is coming!”
At this time, the people in the store just listened to the shopkeeper's verbal report and could no longer understand the situation at the conflict scene. But they couldn't squeeze in, so they had to ask the shopkeeper to explain it in more detail.
"I'm not a storyteller, and I can't hear what they're saying, so I can only speak in detail." The shopkeeper answered them with a grimace.
Wang Yan, who only had money in his gambling, was also confused as to whether he had won the bet or not. He wanted to go to the scene to see what happened just now and whether he had won the bet or not.
In fact, the matter was not complicated. As soon as Zhong Jinwei and others arrived at the scene, Ma Xianglin ordered the two sides to separate first.
The soldiers of Baigan did not care whether they were facing Mongols or not, they only obeyed military orders.
The momentum they showed made those Mongolians who faced them feel that if they did not retreat, these newly arrived soldiers would definitely thrust their spears into their bodies. Therefore, even though they did not receive an order to retreat, they all retreated.
Then when Qianhu, the leader, reported the situation at the scene to Zhong Jinwei, Zhong Jinwei discovered that Qianhu's face had marks of being beaten.
Zhong Jinwei was angry at how Qianhu could hold his temper so well. Whether he would retaliate when he was scolded or hit would depend on the situation and the person he was targeting. So he gave Qianhu a few whips to make him remember.[
When Qianhu was beaten, he felt very unfair. In normal conflicts with the Mongols, you officials always favored them.
Now that the military is under martial law, the Mongols are unhappy and are causing trouble again. I have to carry out the military orders, but I can't offend the Mongols. I don't want to please both sides, and I get beaten on both sides. This job is really not for anyone.
Everyone in the Ming army looked at the imperial envoy, thinking to themselves that indeed all officials have the same virtue.
Zhong Jinwei was riding on his horse, taking in everything around him from the corner of his eyes. After he finished the beating, he asked Qianhu: "Who beat you?"
Qianhu was stunned after hearing this. This imperial envoy seemed to have a different routine from his previous official duties. At this time, he should have explained to the Mongolians with a smile on his face, and the two sides went to have a drink and have a good time.
Just when Zhong Jinwei was impatient and wanted to ask a second time, Qianhu pointed at a Mongolian and said: "It was the Ao Lachi leader of Yongxiebu Wanhu who beat him."
Zhong Jinwei didn't bother to find out the tribal background of this leader. He dared to attack the army during martial law and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. Even if Genghis Khan was still alive, Zhong Jinwei would have to deal with him.
"Take him down." Zhong Jinwei stared at the Mongolian and ordered coldly.
The man saw the aggressive momentum of the Ming army here and was already a little scared. After all, he was on his own territory.
Now I heard that the Ming army commander wanted to take him, I couldn't help but shrink down, hid behind the other Mongolians, and then shouted: "I am a man of Yongshe Buwanhu, a man of Lin Dan Khan, you must dare to touch"
Before he finished speaking, he was captured by the White Guard Army and held in front of Zhong Jin's guard horse.
When other Mongolians saw that the Ming army was so powerful, they had never seen it before. Looking at the expressions on the faces of these soldiers holding spears, executing orders meticulously, and their neat and uniform movements made them feel...
If he had angered the Ming army commander, these soldiers would probably kill him without hesitation, and his murderous aura would make other Mongolians flinch.
People are often like this. If the other party is weak and can be bullied, then they will push for more. But if the other party becomes tough and makes people understand that provoking him will be troublesome, he will often back down.
One of them quickly retreated and went to report the news to one of the yurts.
Zhong Jinwei ignored the Aolachi leader and said to Qianhu: "Call your soldiers to hold him down, and you will execute him. Give him a hundred military sticks and let them see the consequences of harming Ming soldiers during the martial law period in the Ming Dynasty.
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When the Aolachi leader heard this, he broke out in cold sweat. If he had to be beaten with a hundred army sticks, would he still be alive?
He knew it was useless to beg the Ming army commander, so he shouted as hard as he could: "Morgan Taiji, Jinong, the Ming army is going to kill people, help!"
Qianhu couldn't believe it when he saw this scene, and he didn't dare to take action yet.
When the several hundred Mongolians saw what the Ming army commander was doing, they became a little commotion.
Zhong Jinwei didn't care at all. He glared at Qianhu and said, "Do you want me to say it a second time?"
Qianhu saw that Zhong Jinwei's expression was not that of a joke at all, and he did not dare to disobey the military order again, so he quickly ordered a few of his men and began the execution.
Leader Aolachi's cry for help turned into screams in an instant, irritating the Mongolians.
Some Mongolians looked back to see the people coming out of the yurts, whispered to each other, and then started to rush forward, holding the unique scimitars of the grassland.
Zhong Jinwei noticed the movements of these Mongolians, and he ordered Ma Xianglin: "Anyone who rebels with weapons will be shot without mercy."
When Kong Fang heard this, he was slightly startled, is it true that Marquis Zhongxing is here?
Ma Xianglin sat on the horse, clasped his fists and responded loudly: "Yes, Lord Marquis."
Then he conveyed an order to his white-pole army: "Take two steps forward and prepare to fight."
The white-pole soldiers who had been lined up took two steps forward in unison after hearing the order. The three hundred people's movements were uniform and uniform. Their spears were tilted upward. The sunlight shone on the tip of the spear, making it even more sharp.
The murderous aura shown by the white-pole army made these Mongolians take a few steps back hastily. They came out to play with their leader this time and did not have the courage to fight to the death.
A group of gorgeously dressed Mongolians came over, surrounded by a man in his thirties. The Mongolians in front of them all gave way to the road, shouting for help: "Morgan Taiji, the Ming army wants to kill our people."
Already."
Ilzamu walked forward with his hands behind his back and saw the spear points like a forest. He couldn't help being slightly startled. Then he looked past the spear array and saw several people riding on horses. He only recognized one who seemed to be Kong Guoqi from the Xuanfu.
Listening to the screams of the Aolachi leader, Erzhamu frowned slightly, and then raised his voice and said: "What's going on? Why did you beat us Mongols?"
He saw that Kong Fang turned to look at him when he heard the words. But the other two younger people, who seemed to have higher official positions, didn't seem to hear it.
So, Ilzamu raised his voice and said it again, but the result was the same as before. Kong Fang heard it, but the other two people still didn't hear it.
But this time, after Kong Fang glanced at him, he turned to say a few words to the Ming army coach among them.
After hearing this, the Ming army commander glanced in his direction, turned his eyes back, and ignored him at all, as if he was a cat or a dog and not worthy of his attention.
Ilzamu was a little angry. After all, he was the leader of a tribe, and he also claimed to be the most powerful leader among the four tribes, but he was looked down upon by the Ming army commander.
Just when he was about to get angry, a flash occurred in his mind, and he stopped his anger, became calm, and said to a guard beside him: "Go, quickly invite Jinong out, it will show that the generals despise Chahar.
His people are about to be beaten to death."
Then Ilzamu looked at the Ming army coach and thought that the future Mongol Khan is here, let's see how you end it!
He knew Ezhe's temper very well and knew there would be a good show.