"The slaves led hundreds of thousands of people to suddenly attack Tieshan. They led thin clouds from the mouth of the beach and were only a few miles away from the minister's tent. How difficult was it to cross on the solid ice? On the 15th, suddenly there was a black dragon about ten feet long.
, from the southwest ocean, head high and plowing east, until the clouds follow, the sound is like a mountain falling, the sea ice is cracking, melting and flowing. At this time, the dragon is dormant, not coming from the sky or the earth, it is really commanding, silently order me
The master was able to branch out unexpectedly, and repeatedly frustrated the wild front ears!"
————"Copy of Dongjiang Shujietang Newspaper"
Lin Mengchu sat on the horse, feeling that the horse was following her wishes, and she was very happy. The Koreans who were forced to go north had sad faces, even Jin Yangyang. The further they went, the more they became
Uneasy. Chen Cheng ignored the fallen corpses on both sides of the road and raised his head to look into the distance. Out of sight, the Hou Jin Army was heading north in full force.
He raised his hand and shouted: "Stop!"
Jin Yangyang and Cui Chengxiu immediately stopped all the frowning Koreans in Korean. In North Korea, Chinese is the official language and can be spoken by scholars and people with a little ability. Everyone stopped and looked longingly at Chen Cheng, who looked like a demon.
A great man in general, let's see what he has to say.
"There is a village over there. Let's go get some food first and then rest for a while."
The Koreans were originally gloomy, but as soon as they heard there was food, they immediately became happy. The village is about four miles away from the road and is built on a hillside. There are cultivated farmland in front and behind it, but now it is covered with ice and snow. Look.
As the group approached with knives and guns, there was a bang in the village, and many villagers rushed out with sharpened sticks and hunting bows.
Jin Yangyang stepped forward and said arrogantly: "My master came to your place to have something to eat. Why don't you open the fence quickly? Do you want to rebel?"
The villagers looked at each other and the crowd separated. A white-haired old man stuck his head out and asked: "Aren't you a Jian slave?"
He spoke in Korean, which Lin Mengchu couldn't understand, but Chen Cheng could already understand to a certain extent. Jin Yangyang glanced at Chen Cheng and cursed: "If you blind your dog eyes, you can see clearly, how can a slave have my home?"
Sir, you are so majestic? Open the door quickly!"
Li Zheng, the village chief, hesitated for a while, but he still had someone open the fence and let the group in. Jin Taiyang walked swaggering in front, and Chen Cheng's voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Jin Taiyang", and he was excited
, turned around quickly, nodded and bowed and said: "Sir, what's the matter?"
Chen Cheng pointed to the open space in the center of the village and said, "Let your people prepare a fire to make food there, and ask the villagers to prepare four iron pots and corresponding firewood."
He tossed out a piece of silver, which weighed about five taels, and said, "Give the money to the village chief and ask him to prepare more dry goods and winter bamboo shoots."
Jin Yangyang weighed the money in his hand and felt a little pity. With so much money, enough to buy a lot of rice, he just gave it to the village chief here? When he raised his eyes and saw Chen Cheng looking at him, he suddenly trembled all over and hurriedly
He handed the money to the village chief and said with a fake smile: "My lord is giving you a reward, please take it out quickly!"
The village chief looked at the silver in his hand, and then at Chen Cheng's big head, and he immediately became energetic. He shouted a few words of relief, and the whole village became lively. The villagers set up a large iron pot in the open space and cooked the cabbage.
I tore it open and threw it inside, then took out the spicy cabbage and pickled cabbage...
When Lin Mengchu saw it, he couldn't help pouting and complained: "How much do Koreans like to eat cabbage? Well, South Korea is also North Korea, right?"
While the Koreans were busy, Chen Cheng took out a dagger and said to Lin Mengchu: "Although swordsmanship is not of much use, there are many skills that are not overwhelming. Come, I will teach you a few simplest moves first."
Squad Leader Lin liked this, so she immediately pulled out the dagger at her waist and was eager to try it.
"The dagger is used for self-defense. The main attack method is stabbing. In addition, it can also be used for cutting..."
With the fire blazing, Chen Cheng took out some bacon, bacon, and rice, and cooked a lot of meals. In addition to feeding the Koreans under his command, the rest was also distributed to the people in the village. There were many Koreans in the area.
There are mountains everywhere in the north, and the number of nobles is increasing, and the people have long been miserable. At this time, eating rice and drinking broth, many people actually cried with joy.
Chen Cheng was already used to this kind of situation, but this was the first time Lin Mengchu saw someone crying like this just because she could eat rice. She showed a thoughtful expression while eating the self-heating rice.
It was already getting late. After dinner, the village chief diligently packed up his house for the two nobles to live in, and everyone else made their own arrangements. The place where Chen Cheng and Lin Mengchu lived was a larger house.
There was a fire in the middle, a copper kettle that had been used for an unknown age was hung on it, and things like tatami mats were placed beside it.
The two sat on it, warming themselves by the fire and talking.
"Classmate Chen..."
"Why do you want to call me classmate Chen?"
"Ah, your surname is Chen, and you are my classmate, shouldn't I call you Classmate Chen?"
"Then should I call you Classmate Lin?"
"That's okay, classmate Lin. Hey, it sounds pretty good. No one has called me that before." Lin Mengchu said with a smile, "What are we going to Pyongyang for?"
"I thought you were going to fight the Qing soldiers."
"Jin Taiyang said before that Hong Tai has just inherited the position of Great Khan. Now the Jianzhou Jurchen's national title is still Houjin. Let's get more people first and develop ourselves stronger. Hmm, do you like fighting?"
"Yes, isn't it possible?"
Chen Cheng said: "It's rare for girls to like this."
"Humph, do you know Fuhao?" Lin Mengchu raised his head and said proudly: "My ideal is to become a general like Fuhao!"
Seeing Lin Mengchu like this, for some reason, Chen Cheng suddenly thought of Gong Xuelai. The two were very similar to a certain extent, and they were both new women with a sense of independence. If the two of them met, it would probably be very difficult.
It would be strange if they have a common topic. It would be best if the two of them never meet each other!
The two talked for a while, but Chen Cheng remained as if nothing had happened, but Lin Mengchu felt a little sleepy, and fell asleep on his body. When she woke up again, she found herself lying on the couch, covered with
A thick quilt. I heard the sound of sharpening knives outside, and there were people talking quietly.
She climbed up from the bed and pulled out the pistol. Chen Cheng was standing in front of the window, and Lin Mengchu walked over lightly, a little nervous, but also a little excited to know: "Is someone coming?"
Chen Cheng shook his head and said: "Those Koreans are preparing to kill the pig."
"Ah?" Lin Mengchu was stunned and asked: "Killing pigs...Why do you have to make pig killings so mysterious? And you still speak so quietly?"
Chen Cheng laughed and said, "Aren't we afraid of waking you up? Have you ever seen a pig slaughtered?"
"No."
"Would you like to go out and take a look?"
"Yeah!"
The two pushed the door open and saw the North Koreans who were preparing outside, and quickly bent down. Jin Taiyang was instructing the villagers to prepare boiling water and sharpen the knife faster. At this time, he immediately ran over, nodded and bowed: "
Sir, are you awake?"
Lin Mengchu curled his lips, "Isn't this nonsense?"
Chen Cheng waved his hand, and two bags of rice appeared next to him, and said: "Take it to the village chief and say it is for him. We can't ask for other people's things in vain."
Jin Yangyang had seen this kind of magic trick yesterday, and he was still shocked at this time. He swallowed his saliva, and finally couldn't help asking, and said: "My lord, are you the fox on the mountain?"
Fairy?"
Chen Cheng thought for a moment and said, "No."
Jin Yangyang wanted to ask again, but he didn't dare. He went to the village chief with full of doubts. Regardless of whether he was a fox fairy or not, the rice with white flowers was always delicious. The people at the bottom worked hard all year round and often...
Eat dried radishes to satisfy your hunger, not to mention eating meat. Some people would risk their lives just for the rice.
After a while, a screaming black pig was pulled out. The pig weighed only a hundred pounds and looked pitiful and helpless. When Lin Mengchu saw it, he couldn't bear it. He took Chen Cheng's hand and said, "This
Is the pig going to be killed when it’s still so young?”
Chen Cheng thought to himself that girls are really weird. They killed people without batting an eyelid before, but now they feel distressed when they kill a pig.
He was about to say something, but he thought about some past things in his mind. After pondering for a while, Chen Cheng said: "Junzi is far away from the kitchen. If you feel that you can't bear it, then don't watch it. As long as you can't see it, you can do it in front of me."
These things never happened.”
Lin Mengchu said in surprise: "Isn't this self-deception?"
Chen Cheng smiled and said: "Most people live like this. It's so rare to be confused."
Lin Mengchu curled his lips and said: "The tone of your words is just like that of an old man. Oh, I mean my father. The feeling you had when you spoke just now is just like him!"
Chen Cheng smiled, pinched her face and said, "Good girl!"
Lin Mengchu raised his fist angrily and was about to hit him. At this moment, after a high-pitched scream, a gap opened in the neck of the black pig that was pressed against the door panel, and blood flowed out gurglingly.
.In the wooden basin on the ground, there was gradually more blood.
After a while, the black pig died. The villagers poured boiling water on the pig, and then used a plane to shave off the black hair on the pig, revealing the white meat. Then the butcher came to the battle, first using
The knife cut off the pig's head, then disemboweled it, took out the internal organs, and then cut the pig into eight pieces.
Lin Mengchu had never seen anything like this before, and he watched intently. He thought this was much more interesting than measuring data in a laboratory. Some children from the village nearby picked up pig urine bubbles, blew them up, and used them as balls to play with.
Very happy.
The water in the big pot was boiled again. The villagers washed the water first, then threw it in, and put in a lot of dried vegetables, spicy cabbage and other things. Soon, the aroma came out of the pot. Those little
The children stopped playing and got their foreheads soaked in pig urine. They all gathered around the big pot and drooled.
