Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 853

There was nothing to be ashamed of, and there was nothing to be ashamed of. Liu Hongjian ordered Kuo Duan, an official from all households in the personal guard battalion, to get off his horse and start to unbutton his belt immediately, and then a few rough-and-tumble men also began to undo their belts.

It would be foolish not to take advantage of such a good deal. The one lying under their crotch is the emperor of the Raksha Kingdom, pouring water on the emperor's face. What an honorable thing, no one will believe it when you go back and brag to your fellow villagers.

"Нет, япроснулся, ненадо..."

But who would have thought that as soon as Kuodan and the others took out the tool, Alexei who was lying on the ground sat up and yelled loudly.

It turned out that this guy had woken up a long time ago, but he was surrounded by Ming soldiers, he was afraid to wake up and face it, but seeing a few big men surrounding him and starting to pick things out, he couldn't pretend.

"Made, Liu Qing, this guy actually pretended to be dead!" Zhu Cihong cursed unknowingly after being pushed over by Alexei.

"My lord, I...I didn't hold my breath just now." A Menggu man raised his trousers and turned himself in to Liu Hongjian.

Just now Alexei sat up and yelled, and the urge to urinate that he had just brewed nervously fell into Alexei's long-open mouth.

"Hahaha! It's okay, it's okay! Go and solve it, don't blow your bladder." Liu Hongjian was also amused by this simple and honest man.

In fact, he could see that the Tsar was playing dead, because although the guy had his eyes closed, the twitching of his eyelids gave him away.

The reason for such a bad idea is just a joke.

"Is there anyone who can speak Rakshasa language?" Liu Hongjian looked around and asked.

The soldiers from the Huben Camp and the Guards Camp all shook their heads like rattles. They only learned a little Franji in the training hall, so they couldn't speak Raksha.

The interpreter in the army did bring it, but it is still in the barracks in Busagen City.

"Tie him up, let's retreat." Liu Hongjian didn't expect these big soldiers to have this book, so he waved his hand and led the Huben camp to Busagen City.

Along the way, I saw many fleeing Raksha soldiers, all of which were intercepted and killed by the energetic soldiers of the Huben camp. The group did not join Babara until evening.

"My Majesty, my lord, we killed more than 6000 brothers today, but we killed at least as many Rakshasa people... one... two, three, four, five... eight, eight times."

Babara has just started to learn Daming's numerology, counting seriously with his fingers.

Chang Yu and the others didn't laugh when they saw it. Compared to them, Barbara, who was born as the leader of the Menggu tribe, worked harder than them. They already knew the story of Governor Barbara's literacy.

"Well, let's cremate the brothers who died in battle together. Don't forget to collect their ashes and send them to Beijing together with the roster of the dead." Liu Hongjian sighed and gave the order.

"I passed on my word of mouth that the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of War will immediately distribute the pensions to the families of the soldiers who died in battle. If you let me know that there is a deduction of one or two, I will definitely kill you."

Zhu Cihong also stood up and said very seriously.

People who have never been on the battlefield do not understand the cruelty of war. All the officials complained about the high military expenses and excessive pensions, but they never mentioned how much risk the soldiers took in exchange for the military salary.

In just a few days, more than 1 soldiers disappeared from this world, and more than 1 families lost their husbands, sons and fathers.

Zhu Cihong had never felt the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of an ordinary soldier so clearly. The soldiers who died in Paoze even talked to the corpse at night, because they knew that once the corpse was cremated, there would be nothing left, as if this person never existed at all.

Zhu Cihong is also used to the soldiers in the army cursing and joking every night, he thinks the army should be like this, just like what his Liu Qing said, if the soldiers in the army become polite, then Daming will be finished.

"Oh, by the way, your majesty, we have captured the commander of the Raksha people, who seems to be called Morozov, but...just..." Babara was a little embarrassed when he said this.

"It's just what, what's the matter with embarrassment, did you accidentally cut someone down?" Liu Hongjian didn't care about the life and death of the Rakshasa commander. He knew best in his heart that the most valuable person was the tsar.

"Your Majesty is brilliant, clever, brilliant~" Babara praised with eyes widened upon hearing this.

"Don't flatter me, tell the truth." Liu Hongjian glared at Barbara, thinking that this guy has read too many sage books, and he has learned all his bad habits.

"Yes, my lord, the thing is like this, this afternoon we have been fighting in a scuffle, the smoke is billowing, I only care about cutting and killing and don't care about other people.

That Morozov was killed by a soldier named Wu Erguo and a soldier named Zhang Dehua under my command. Both of them said that they killed it by themselves. I don’t know who is telling the truth, so I also invite the emperor and The prince will judge. "

Barbara scratched her messy hair and said.

In fact, Liu Hongjian was to be blamed for this. It was this fellow who gave the order to the soldiers that not only would they be rewarded with a large amount of silver for killing the Raksha commander, but they would also get the calligraphy of today's emperor.

When these soldiers went to the battlefield, they naturally focused on finding the Rakshasa leader, which is why this incident happened.

"This is really interesting. Send them to see me." Zhu Cihong glanced at Liu Hongjian as if he was asking me when I promised to give the calligraphy, and he didn't care about just a word.

Shaoqing, Wu Erguo and Zhang Dehua were brought here, cursing and shoving along the way.

"Your Majesty, I chopped off the leader's head, so the credit should go to me." Zhang Dehua knew that he should act first, so he said first.

"Shut up~! You're the one who talks too much, you are useless, wait for the emperor to ask you!" Baba La slapped the soldier's helmet, and Zhang Dehua immediately shut his mouth.

"You are Wu Erguo, tell me." Zhu Cihong was not angry, and waved his hands to stop Babara's atrocities.

"Qi Your Majesty the Son of Heaven, at that time, Zhang Dehua and I were indeed chasing the Maozi leader. I threw the leader down from the horse, and fell myself. The leader ran away again. I went up and chopped the leader's calf Come on, Zhang Dehua caught up with the opportunity and beheaded him."

Wu Erguo seems to be an honest person, as can be seen from his words.

"So you dragged Morozov off the horse first, so Zhang Dehua had a chance to kill him, right?" Liu Hongjian asked back.

"Yes, yes, this is it." Wu Erguo responded in Henan dialect.

"That's easy to say. Since it's the joint contribution of the two of you, each person will be rewarded half of the silver. As for this calligraphy... naturally, it will also be half of each person!" Liu Hongjian said with a wink at Zhu Cihong.

"Well, what Liu Qing said is true, but I don't give this calligraphy randomly. If the two of you want to get it, you have to shake hands and make peace in front of me. You are brothers who fought together. You don't deserve to be hurt because of this. Are you friendly?"

Zhu Cihong's tone of speech now is a bit on par with Liu Hongjian. This fellow has learned to swear in the barracks, and I don't know how the Queen Mother Zhou, who is far away in the capital, will feel when she hears about it.

With Zhu Cihong's order, how could the two big soldiers dare to neglect, Wu Erguo honestly said immediately that the calligraphy was worthless if it was torn apart, and he wanted to give it to Zhang Dehua.

Just like what Zhu Cihong said, they were all desperate brothers in the same military camp. How could Zhang Dehua be willing to accept Wu Erguo's affection? This calligraphy is sent back to the hometown, and each family rotates to store it, which can be regarded as honoring the ancestors.

After dealing with the matter of Wu Erguo and the two of them, the soldiers of the Huotou Army brought the stewed horse meat soup to Liu Hongjian and the others.

After the war, horse meat was stewed in the barracks. This has become a tradition of the Ming army. After the war, there were wounded or dead horses all over the ground. It would be a waste not to eat them.

"Old Chang, bring the tsar here, and the interpreter by the way." Liu Hongjian said, taking a sip of the hot horse broth.

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(End of this chapter)