Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 393 Free Miner

"My lord, I captured the second leader of the Horqin tribe!" Babara dragged a tartar over like a dead dog, and the tartar had already been beaten beyond human form.

Babara had just gone through a bloody battle, sweat and blood were mixed together, his beard was still stained with flesh, and the war knife in his hand was curled up.

But at this moment, Babara looked serious and excited. He threw the prisoner on the ground, bowed to Liu Hongjian on one knee, and signaled that he had completed the task.

"Well, you did a good job! And go and discipline your subordinates. No one who resists will be left behind, and those who surrender will not die!" Liu Hongjian patted Babara on the shoulder and said.

"I have an order!" Finally, with the approval of the supervisor, Babara retreated with high spirits as if she had passed the exam.

The fighting is still going on, and it is only a matter of time before the Horqin tribe is defeated due to the gap in the number of people and weapons and equipment.

"Intuit! Wake up! Stop pretending!" Kuo Duan kicked the pig-like tartar on the ground.

"Oh——" The second leader woke up from the coma in pain, and knew how he was treated by looking at the posture around him.

"I am Omar, the second leader of the Horqin tribe. I have nothing to say about the tribe being captured. Please give a leader the dignity he deserves!"

Omar was a little puzzled, the one who fought with him just now was obviously that stubborn idiot from Ujimqin, why the person in front of him now doesn't look like Meng Gu.

But doubts are doubts. As one of the best tribal leaders on the Menggu prairie, he still has the arrogance he should have.

"Heh, it's interesting to talk about respect with the official after being reduced to a prisoner!
Then I will ask you a few questions now, if you answer truthfully, I will let you meet Genghis Khan with dignity, how about it? "Liu Hongjian sat in the yurt, drinking a little wine leisurely.

"What's your name? Omar? What's your relationship with Oba under Dorgon?" Seeing that the man was silent, Liu Hongjian asked.

"Ask you! Are you dumb?" Kuo Duan saw that this fellow had become a prisoner and was so arrogant, so he was so angry that he punched and kicked Omar.

"Stop beating, I said, I said!" After being beaten again, Omar was sure that the young man in front of him would not follow his tactics.

"Oba is my elder brother!" the man yelled back, and then Kuo Duan stopped.

"Oba, Omar, your father is quite talented, could it be that your father's name is Obama?" Liu Hongjian mocked.

Most people in this world are not worth a fist, and most people's decency is not worth a hundred taels of gold.

"My lord, my father is not called Obama but Sargon, Obama is the leader of Horqin, please let me go." Omar took a peek at the guards in the yurt, and finally knew his tribe Who will destroy it.

That stupid pig, Barbara, has defected to Daming!

"How many soldiers are there with Dorgon?" Seeing this guy's eyes flashing, Liu Hongjian asked immediately.

"Go back to your lord, to Dorgon's place, and... and... ah——" Obama suddenly slowed down when he said the key point, his eyes widened, and he bounced off the ground with a loud sound, Liu Hongjian, who was close at hand, grabbed him.

Bang - a gunshot, a bullet pierced Oma's chest, and Oma was beaten and lay back.

"Oh, I'm so Olympic!" Liu Hongjian was taken aback by the bull's stick behind him.

"What? What's wrong with you, my lord?" Niu Dabangchui didn't understand, and asked with concern while holding the AKM.

"You've deafened my ears!"

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"Report to Master Supervisor, all the Tatar soldiers in the entire Horqin territory have been killed! More than [-] Tartars have been beheaded, and more than [-] Tartars have surrendered. Commander Wang asks for instructions on how to deal with these prisoners!" A messenger Come in and report.

Liu Hongjian shook his head and stood up. Omar was taken aback by the AKM. The smell inside the yurt was not very beautiful, so he opened the curtain and walked out.

"Tell Wang Yuanba that the Tartar captives were taken to Haizhou, and Huang Degong was ordered to transfer them to Shanxi and hand them over to Gu Datong. They said they were free miners provided by the official!"

Tartar soldiers have always had some strength, so it's a pity to kill them. Compared with wild boar skins, Menggu Tartars are just tied to chariots. It's better to let them dig coal for Daming to atone for their crimes!
"Your order!" The orderly stood up and walked away, cupping his hands.

Horqin's pasture is very large. Originally, the nomadic herdsmen lived all over the place. It still took Liu Hongjian a lot of time to clear the payment, but Omar did him a favor.

Since Horqin is adjacent to Tumed and Ujumqin, all three parties are enemies. In order to protect the herdsmen, Omar ordered the surrounding herdsmen to gather around the tribal camp.

It's really effortless!

"My lord, our soldiers are blessed!" Chang Yu bowed his hands to Liu Hongjian with a happy face.

"Why are you so happy? Blessed? What kind of blessing?" There were tartar corpses everywhere in the camp, and Liu Hongjian really didn't see where the blessing was.

"Sheep! There are so many cattle and sheep!" Chang Yu's face was full of excitement. Recently, the Ming army has either mixed noodles pancakes, or rice dumplings with dried pickles.

Even if you can eat horse meat once in a while, it is mostly air-dried jerky, which tastes like nothing but salty.

"Yo Xi! Have you brought a cook?" Liu Hongjian suddenly became interested.

"No way!"

"Then what's the matter, eating wool?"

"It's all right, my lord, Barbara said that there are many warriors in his tribe!"

"I want to eat roasted whole lamb, boiled lamb, hot pot with lamb, steamed lamb with steamed lamb..."

"This...it should be too!"

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The two foodies ignored the miserable situation in the camp, and it was Liu Hongjian's only consolation to have a delicious meal during the battle.

As night fell, the campsite was brightly lit, but the Horqin ranch had changed owners.

The happiest thing is Ujumqin's soldiers. From being forced to move southward in a hurry, to singing and dancing in the enemy's territory, it took them less than [-] days!
Daming was so strong, he easily defeated Horqin who had been tormenting them for nearly half a year. The sharp firearm made them fearful, and they were proud of the leader's wise decision!

"My lord, I... Babala presents you a bowl of wine!" Babala held a large bowl in his left hand and a kumiss jar in his right hand, walked up to Liu Hongjian and saluted.

The wine jar looked like it was made in Daming, as Babara walked around, milky white kumiss overflowed.

"Your kumiss doesn't taste right, come and taste this!" Liu Hongjian took out a small jar of spirits he got from the frontier army and poured it for Barbara.

"Your warrior did a good job today. Come, I will toast you!" Liu Hongjian touched Babara with a small bowl, and took a small sip.

Babara was very forthright, holding up the big bowl and gurgling as if drinking water.

"Pfft—" Babara spat it out after taking a few sips.

"How does it taste? This is the private collection of our Daming frontier army, brewed with pure grain!" Liu Hongjian patted Babara's back and said with a smirk.

"hot--"

　PS: I would like to recommend a book "The Warring States of Great Wei" in the middle of the Warring States period, the Wei family was in mourning, Qin and Qi were fighting for power, and the people of Zhao peeped at the sky. ?
　　Thanks to the book friends, I went to move the train station, why can't the nickname be repeated?

　　
　
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