The Soul of the Han Dynasty in the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 12
Huang Han strode across a bend and stopped.

Sure enough, after a while, a young man from the Han family with a burden on his back appeared in sight. Huang Han walked alone for several days without a chance to speak to anyone, and kept talking to himself all the time.

Huang Han decided to take the initiative to ask the person who came up to show his identity, expressing his willingness to go with him.

He said loudly: "Little brother behind, don't hide. I saw you a long time ago. You should be Han, right? Come here and don't be afraid! I'm not a bad person, I'm an upright Han, and my hometown is Yongping Mansion."

The young man who was in a hurry was taken aback. After hearing Huang Han's words clearly, he ran over quickly without any hesitation.

With a smile on his face, he said, "I know you are a good man. Yesterday you slashed the Tartars with your knife and saw it. Today, I saw you kill that Jiannu with your own eyes."

After hearing the boy's words, Huang Han got a black line on his forehead, my god!Could it be that this kid has been following me since yesterday?I didn't even notice anything.

This is too creepy, if he is an enemy, if he stabbed him at night while he was asleep, wouldn't he die for no apparent reason.

Huang Han asked suspiciously: "You have been following me for two days? How did you follow?"

"No, no, the younger one was hiding in the woods and waiting for those slaves to finish their work. At that time, he didn't even notice that you were there. Just as he was about to go on the road, he found you running out of the woods and walking on the road, so he followed you."

"No! You just saw me today, how do you know that I chopped down two tartars yesterday?"

Grief and indignation appeared on the young man's face, he held back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes and said: "If you hadn't killed two Tartars and caused the other Tartars to chase you, the little one might not have a chance to live Flee into the woods."

It turned out to be one of the Han people who managed to escape yesterday while taking advantage of the chaos. This explanation is acceptable.Seeing that this boy is only about 15 years old, he looks very strong, but he is too lonely, Huang Han moved his mind to accept the younger brother.

Huang Han had figured it out a long time ago, since he came to the troubled times of the late Ming Dynasty, he had to make a difference, but it was obvious that relying on himself alone with a knife would be useful.

The saying that unity is strength is very classic. Huang Han believes that as long as conditions permit, he is willing to take in as many Han people as possible. As long as there is an opportunity to twist tens of thousands of Han people into a single rope, the history of humiliation of the Han people will definitely be changed.

To seek development, people are the primary factor of production. Farming, fighting, weaving, farming, opening factories, etc. are absolutely impossible without people. No one can only look up to the sky and sigh.

Huang Han chatted with the boy while walking, he asked: "Little brother, where are you going, and who else is at home?"

"The little one lost his home, the Tartars broke into the village, his grandma was killed, his mother and two younger sisters couldn't run away, and rushed into the house that was set on fire, and his father tried desperately to be trapped by the Tartars. I was so frightened that my hands were tied by the Tartars."

Speaking of the sad part, the young man burst into tears, he stopped, and continued:
"Yesterday when I entered the woods, my father broke free from the bondage secretly, and quietly untied the rope for the little one. He told the little one to take advantage of the chaos and run deep into the woods to have a chance of survival, but he couldn't run by himself. ... woo woo woo..."

The boy couldn't go on, crying so hard.

Huang Han listened calmly, worrying about his family in this life. If the Hou Jin army invaded Wulitai Village, Yongping Prefecture, his father would definitely rise up and resist. The fate of his family would probably be the same as that of this young man's family. The entire village would be massacred Very likely.

It's not too late to go home as soon as possible, but along the way, Jian slaves and Tartars come and go, there is really no way to keep on going without distractions!
Seeing that the young man stopped being sad, Huang Han changed the subject and asked, "Little brother, where are you going now?"

"The little one wants to go to Santun Camp to find the officers and soldiers."

"Why are you looking for officers and soldiers?"

"Join the army and kill the enemy to avenge the family."

"I am the officer army who was dispersed! And I am the corps leader. Four soldiers under him are all heroes. They fought bravely before they died."

"You are the official army? How about you look at the little one, can you join the army?"

"Little brother, the purpose of your joining the army is to kill the Tartars and gold robbers, right?"

"Exactly, I have nothing to think about in my life, and now I only think about the opportunity to avenge the tragic death of my family."

"My name is Huang Han. What's your name? What did you do at home?"

The young man clasped his fists and said, "I've seen Brother Huang Han, the younger one is Song Pengfei, from Zunhua Shilipu, and his family is a hereditary Mahu."

The Ming Dynasty attached great importance to horse breeding, established many horse management agencies, and pioneered the implementation of the stallion and war-ready horse system, which was very effective in the early days of the founding of the country, but later became a heavy burden for professional horse breeders.

Horsemen not only have to wait for the horses from dawn to dusk, but also have to deal with embezzlement and extortion, as well as make things difficult for the acceptance officials.

However, in the Ming Dynasty, ordinary people were not allowed to choose their careers freely. Horse households, like artisan households and military households, were hereditary.

Mahu, who has been hereditary for several generations, still looks disheveled, which shows that the Song family's horse breeding has not been dragged down to starvation.

Huang Han was puzzled and said: "I heard that Ma Hu's life is difficult. Too many people have no money to compensate for raising the imperial horses to death, so they fled into the mountains. It doesn't look like your family is living too badly!"

"Alas! Mahu is indeed precarious, and the younger generation has always been Matou's family, which is rare.

Because my young father knows how to look after horses, he knows how to treat animals, and is willing to serve the horses attentively, so my family is well-known for raising horses.

The posters are willing to pay money and food for my family to concentrate on raising horses. The war horses sent by my family for inspection are all fat and strong enough to pass the test at one time, so they can have enough food and clothing. "

"So you must have a way of serving war horses?"

"The younger one is the only son in the family. He has been taking care of the horses with his father since he was a child, and he is familiar with the temperament of horses."

Cavalrymen love war horses, and Huang Han is no exception. The two of them chatted about the classics of horses while walking, and their words were speculative.

Huang Han thought he had found a treasure. Professional horse breeders need to ride horses. Everyone has superb riding skills. Song Pengfei also lived on horseback since he was a child, and his riding skills are comparable to Mongolians.

As he walked, Song Pengfei seemed to have thought of something, and sighed, "Oh! It's a pity that Jiannu's war horse was also lying in the ditch at the time, and when he found the horse was startled, it was too late to catch up with him , watched it run away in a hurry."

"It's okay, there are so many Jiannu and Tartars coming and going on the road, why can't we kill and seize horses?" Huang Han said, looking at Song Pengfei with piercing eyes.

The young man didn't show any fear, but was inexplicably excited. He said, "The young one has some brute force and is not afraid of death. Can you take the young one with you when you kill the Tartars?"

"Why don't you just follow me in the future, don't worry, my goal in the next life is to fight with the Jin army without end, and the purpose of joining the army is the same as yours."

In the blink of an eye, he became a homeless orphan. Song Pengfei was confused about where to go in the future, and he was overjoyed to hear Huang Han said that he was willing to take him in.

He said: "The little one has already seen the elder brother kill three Houjin soldiers, why not worry about it? The elder brother is willing to take him in, but the younger one can only wish for it."

"Happy, let's find an opportunity to kill the enemy and grab the horse tomorrow. I am tired of walking every day. By the way, what weapons do you use? Can you shoot arrows?"

Song Pengfei blushed, and said, "Young ones haven't learned spears and sticks, and they don't know how to shoot arrows. But small ones are strong, not afraid of death, and young ones are good at riding."

"It's nothing, no one is born knowing it, you can just study hard later, but in your current situation, it's best not to fight desperately with the Jin army. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and you won't die in vain after you have practiced the skills to kill the enemy. "

"Hey, I understand. Brother, I will teach you how to kill Tartars. Would you like to teach me?"

"Yes! As long as you are willing to learn, I can not only teach you combat skills, but also teach you how to read and write."

(End of this chapter)