The Soul of the Han Dynasty in the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 4

War horses are the lifeblood of cavalry. Huang Han has lived on horseback since he was a child and has a deep relationship with horses. Now that he has the idea of ​​capturing a war horse, of course he wants to lay his hands on the Jin army.

The Jian slaves who come and go are definitely not easy to mess with. If they find out, Huang Han can't get a fair chance for a decisive battle.

He won't be so stupid as to give up his advantage to fight in close quarters. As long as he shoots arrows at a distance of [-] to [-] steps, and uses a guillotine to block the arrows, no matter who he is, he will not be able to resist for a long time, and he will end up as a hedgehog in the end. result.

Another day passed, and it was obvious that this area had just been poisoned by Jiannu. Huang Han didn't find a single living Han.

Passing through two small villages that were burned by the slaves, there was no usable supplies, and no food at all.

Huang Han likes to read the history of the Ming Dynasty, and pays special attention to this period of history in the late Ming Dynasty. Whenever he sees the barbaric and ignorant Houjin Ruo with divine help, he will be so lucky that he will lament the misfortune of the Han people.

Every step of development in the later Jin Dynasty was based on the death of tens of thousands of Han people. The invasion of the Chongzhen Emperor in the second year of the Chongzhen Dynasty expanded the scope of looting to Daming Pass.

After being harmed by these robbers once, the fragile balance that was barely maintained due to various natural disasters brought about by the bad weather of the Little Ice River was completely destroyed, and the hard-working Han people could not recover after seven or eight years.

The purpose of establishing slaves and entering the customs was to rob and blackmail, but the Ming Empire was the most backbone and stubborn dynasty in history.

Even though the enemy was approaching the city, the enemy Chief Hong had repeatedly stated that he could negotiate peace, but the stubborn Daming refused to compromise in the slightest. No one negotiated with Jiannu, let alone any benefits that the slave chief tried to blackmail.

Of course, wherever Jiannu went, they robbed them. They also captured a large number of Han people and prepared to take them back to Liaodong as slaves, forcing them to drive oxen and horses in carts or carry their trophies on their shoulders.

Along the way, many Han Chinese who were unbearably abused fell to their deaths, and the Han Chinese who were able to go through hardships and reach Liaodong in the end would become Ahha in the eyes of the slave military nobles.

Han people are commodities in the eyes of these barbarians. They can exchange a young and middle-aged Han Chinese for a sheep or a few buckets of grain.

Jiannu can kill his own Aha at will. After the Han people came, Jin not only suffered from hunger and cold, but also had to bear heavy labor. When Jiannu found that there was not enough food, the thin Han Aha would be brutally killed. Open your mouth to eat food.

Where there is oppression, there will be resistance. It really does not apply to everyone. At least many Han people who became Jiannu Aha lost their souls. They were like walking dead, and some even flattered Jiannu and became accomplices of barbarians.

The Huang Han from modern times can't understand that the backbone of a person can really be crushed, and the human nature can really be washed away and reduced to a pitiful two-legged animal.

The Han people at the end of the Ming Dynasty were too cowardly, and Haoerlang, the Han family who expelled the Huns, no longer had the soul of the Han.

Huang Han was different, the fire of life that was almost extinguished was rekindled even more vigorously, and he would never allow himself to become a slave.

He is now eager to get a war horse, hoping to get a bow, arrow and armor.Obviously praying to God is useless, no matter whether it is the corporal commander of the Ming army or the technical section chief from the later generations, these two souls do not believe in ghosts and gods or fate.

What should I do then?How to break out of the war zone and set foot on the way home?

There is no good way, but relying on the bravery of the former master and the wisdom of the latter master to ambush Jiannu, the idea is good but it is also dangerous.

Huang Han is not afraid of danger, so what's the point of living like this?Chewing dry and rough horse meat every day, wearing stinky clothes full of lice and fleas?
He had had enough, and decided to fight his life to improve his quality of life. He was unlucky, and if the time came and he robbed, it seemed that the Golden Army would not be too bad.

Huang Han has never been very convinced. He thinks it is strange that his mind is muddled and merged with Huang Han, a cavalryman of the Ming Dynasty. Maybe he can return to the familiar [-] after dying again.

It is unreasonable for a person who has the value of force and is not afraid of death and is ready to fight the enemy for his life. The idea of ​​either living happily or dying in battle makes Huang Han stronger.

The bold idea is to prepare for the gold robbers who take millet from the fire and rob the gold robbers, and the target in their hearts is the Jiannu sentinel who is alone.

Huang Han silently made a robbery plan as if he was looking for death. It does not mean that he stretched his head to let Jiannu cut it down. He hated these Tungus savages in his past and present lives, and he would try his best to kill a few Jiannu to have fun. Accept your fate and die.

Huang Han, who was extremely dissatisfied with his current living conditions, was very courageous. He made a hasty decision and was ready to act.

There is a voice in my head shouting: "My God! I am also an intellectual from the 21st century. I am too sorry for my own wisdom and the bravery of my former master to live like a bird now! Now I must rely on the knife in my hand. One side of heaven and earth."

After making up his mind, Huang Han, who didn't dare to follow the official path at all, came to the main road to find an ambush point.

He didn't pay too much attention. When he found a section of the official road passing through a large forest, Huang Han, who ignored life and death, decided to hide behind a big tree and adapt accordingly.

This hidden place is only ten steps away from the official road. As long as the sentry horses built as slaves or the Tatar cavalry who are alone pass by here, Huang Han will suddenly jump out and chop a guillotine. It is difficult to face a sudden attack unless the person being counted is the reincarnation of the God of War. Get away with a knife.

In order to grasp the speed and familiarize himself with the environment, Huang Han performed no less than ten round-trip drills.

The picture is very funny. On the official road without pedestrians, a big man suddenly jumped out from behind a towering tree, "crack, clums, clumsy" and ran to the middle of the road with a few strides, and then swung a strange-looking big knife and slashed a few times Back in place.

Fortunately, there are no audiences, otherwise people will definitely think that there is a psychopath here.

An hour later, when he heard the sound of horseshoes, Huang Han was shocked and ran to the back of the tree, not daring to breathe.

It wasn't that Huang Han was timid and afraid of death, but that he was too aggrieved to be beaten to death by others, because he had been in the army in Liaodong for a long time, and he heard that there was a team of cavalry, and the scale was absolutely impossible to be less than 54 cavalry in a general banner.

Huang Han's heart was beating wildly. Although the footprints left in the snow were not easy to distinguish after he went back and forth more than [-] times, the traces of such obvious human activities were still clearly discernible.

"No, if Jiannu or Tatars decide to waste time to come and see, I'm afraid it's dangerous." Huang Han who was hiding behind the big tree thought in his heart.

He felt that it was necessary to make early preparations. He was already observing the escape route, and even began to plan which tree to run to first, and which tree to rely on as a cover next, calculating how to avoid the enemy's bullets at the fastest speed. The arrow ran safely into the depths of the dense forest.

Huang Han's worries were obviously superfluous. A team of Jian Nu who came galloping seemed to be on a mission. No one slowed down at the place where Huang Han practiced, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it! Really!" Huang Han said to himself as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his dirty cuff. "Haha, there won't be groups of Jian slaves every time. This is not in line with common sense. I don't believe that I can't wait for the unlucky ghosts."

Huang Han, who was sitting on the sidelines, was not idle, and he began to practice running to the depths of the forest under the condition of being attacked by Jiannu's arrows. He was sweating after running back and forth a few times.

Huang Han's psychological quality improved a lot after a few dozen Jiannu cavalry rode by a horse at a distance of more than ten steps, and Huang Han's mental quality improved a lot. Next, three groups of cavalry passed by, twice by the Tartar Centuries, and once by the Jiannu's three cavalry.

After waiting for a day in vain, no single Jiannu or Tartar was found. The extremely depressed Huang Han could only leave the ambush point when it was getting late, and found a half-downed house to spend the night.

There is no fire, and here is not far from the official road. Huang Han did not dare to start a fire because he was afraid that the enemy would find out that there was fire.

He huddled in a corner and ate yesterday's roasted horse meat. The problem of drinking water was easy to solve. The snow in this era should be pure and pollution-free, and eating small bites would not cause the body to lose body temperature at a rapid rate.

(End of this chapter)