I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 150 The Rakshasa Army who came from hell and took people to hell.

"Don't hurt my people!"

Just when the soldiers raised their knives and were about to slash, a child about seven or eight years old with his hands tied rushed out regardless of the obstruction of the people around him.

Zhu Zhangui looked at the child who rushed out, glanced at Princess Samuel next to him, and smiled under her desperate eyes.

"What a brave little guy, I just like a responsible little man like you."

"Humph!"

Also let out a cold snort, and glared at Zhu Zhangui angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm out now, let my people go quickly."

Zhu Zhangui smiled indifferently, and then regretted: "I'm sorry, you came out late."

With a cold expression, he raised his hand and waved, the knives in the soldiers' hands fell neatly, thousands of heads flew up, and blood stained the grass.

"you…"

Ye Xian wanted to rush forward angrily, but was forced to the ground by two soldiers.

Ignoring Yexian who was roaring and cursing angrily, Zhu Zhangui looked at the captives and said, "There is also Boyan Tiemuer, I hope you can stand up bravely for your people like your brother."

While Zhu Zhangui was speaking, the soldiers dragged out thousands of prisoners.

"Don't kill them, I... I... I will come out!"

Just as the captives were pulled out, a timid little figure stood out from the crowd.

"Clap clap clap!"

Zhu Zhangui applauded him, and then asked the three of them to be put on horses, and ordered the cavalry to prepare for departure.

"Hu Yu!"

While waiting for the soldiers to regroup, Zhu Zhangui called Hu Yu who was on guard.

"Master, what are your orders!"

Hu Yu knelt down humbly and waited for Zhu Zhangui's order with his hands on his chest.

Perhaps after being enslaved by the grassland people for a long time, Hu Yu gradually forgot the etiquette of the Han family, and subconsciously practiced the etiquette on the grassland when bowing and kneeling.

Zhu Zhangui pulled out the knife and threw it on the ground.

"I will lead the soldiers to continue fighting. These captives are handed over to your Rakshasa army! I think you should be able to understand how to do it."

The Raksha Army was formed by the slaves of the Han family who were captured by the prairie people.

There were a total of more than 5000 Han slaves in the Wala base camp, of which more than 4000 were men.

Zhu Zhangui organized these people and formed a Raksha army, which was handed over to Hu Yu for management.

"Master, rest assured, I will complete this task perfectly."

Zhu Zhangui nodded slightly in satisfaction.

"After the war is over, Daming will give you an organization. If you don't want to continue fighting, I will arrange a living habitat for you so that you can thrive."

"Thank you master!"

Hu Yu prostrated himself on the ground in gratitude, and made a five-body prostration.

After standing up, Hu Yu said solemnly: "I don't know how they will choose, but I will always follow Master and fight for you, Master."

Zhu Zhangui nodded.

"I believe that in the future history of Ming Dynasty, you will become a very good general!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhangui pulled the reins, led more than 7000 Ming cavalry who were still able to fight, and escorted Princess Samuel and Yexian brothers to the mouth of the Three Gorges.

"Your Highness, this is a good idea. If someone brings up this matter in the future, you just need to say that you just ordered them to guard the captives, but they have hatred in their hearts and kill the captives without authorization. It has nothing to do with you."

Yu Qian, who was following Zhu Zhangui, looked back at Hu Yu who was looking over here, and couldn't help admiring him.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at Yu Qian speechlessly.

If it wasn't for rushing to the Sanxiakou and Zhu Di to attack Mahamu back and forth, Zhu Zhangui would really choose to do it himself.

It's just that the time is too urgent. If you do it yourself, it will waste precious time.

In desperation, Zhu Zhangui handed over this task to Hu Yu Luocha Army.

As for why not choose to do it afterwards.

That's because there is no chance.

Once Mahamu is defeated, the Ming army will definitely send people over to take the prisoners and boast of them as the old man's military exploits.

If Zhu Zhangui made a move at that time, countless people would definitely jump out to stop him.

So now is the best time.

Watching Zhu Zhangui lead the Ming army away, Hu Yu picked up the knife that Zhu Zhangui threw to him on the ground, and strode towards the more than 4000 Luocha troops who were maintaining order.

"Leader!"

As soon as Hu Yu stepped forward, a thin middle-aged man rushed up to greet him, and saluted with his chest.

Hu Yu glared at him.

"Call me what!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he quickly changed his words and said, "Master Commander."

Only then did Hu Yu snort coldly.

Then he stepped forward, summoned the selected leaders, and began to speak.

"His Highness Taisun has already assisted His Majesty in attacking Mahamu. I believe that within a few days, there will be news of the destruction of Mahamu's entire army."

When the leaders heard this, they all squeezed their fists excitedly.

"Your Highness also said just now that when this battle is over, he will take us home and give us a plan."

"If you don't want to continue the war, you will find us a habitat in the Central Plains so that we can thrive."

"go home!"

These two words made everyone's eyes turn red.

For many years, they have looked south more than once, looking at the distant and unreachable hometown.

Now they are finally going back.

Thinking about it, someone in the crowd suddenly covered his face, knelt down and cried bitterly.

Hu Yu didn't speak, just watched everyone vent their pain and howl.

After everyone cried and shouted enough, Hu Yu said with a cold expression: "How you choose in the future is a matter for the future. Whether you stay in the army to serve His Highness, or choose to farm in the habitat and start a family, that will be your own choice in the future." thing."

"Right now, we have more important things to do."

Hu Yu pointed to the Oala captives who were also looking this way in the distance, and said indifferently.

"His Highness told us to watch these barbaric Oirats, but you are willing to watch the enemy be released in the future, not only will you be fine, but you will also receive a large reward in the future."

"Not reconciled!"

Everyone roared.

Hu Yu picked up the knife.

"Then what are you waiting for!"

"Now is the time to avenge revenge, to avenge vengeance, kill them all!"

"Revenge, kill! Revenge, kill!"

The leaders roared angrily, and then Hu Yu swung his sword forward fiercely, picked up the captured weapons, and rushed into the group of captives to hack and kill.

Some saw the beautiful Wala woman, and threw it aside, planning to enjoy it after the killing.

When the Wala people saw these former slaves, they retaliated and killed them wantonly after the Ming army left.

They were so frightened that they yelled, and some even threatened that if they were killed, the Ming army would not let them go.

But the members of the Rakshasa army didn't even care, they were all covered in blood, and they hacked at the captives with various weapons.

The killing lasted for more than an hour before it stopped.

In the open space next to the Wara camp, apart from the members of the Rakshasa army and some female Wala people who stayed on purpose, there was no living Walla man.

Hu Yu carefully wiped the knife that Zhu Zhangui gave him with a piece of animal skin, and calmly looked at the member of the Rakshasa Army who was facing the Vala woman in the distance.

He didn't stop it, just watched calmly.

He understood that his master created this army to do these jobs.

After all, the Ming army is a regular army. If something is too outrageous, it is easy to be impeached by the censor.

So His Royal Highness, that is, his master, needs an army that does this kind of work all the time.

And he, Hu Yu, will also be the commander of this army in the future.

As for what His Highness said, he will have a place in the history of Ming Dynasty in the future.

It probably won't have a good reputation either.

But Hu Yu didn't care anymore.

All the family members died, and there were no relatives or friends in Daming.

His life has no purpose.

His future path in life is only killing and revenge, and obeying any order of his master Zhu Zhangui.

When Zhu Zhangui led his troops to the mouth of the Three Gorges, three soldiers were struggling to climb a steep mountain far from the battle site between the two sides of the mouth of the Three Gorges.

These three people were sent by Zhu Zhangui.

The purpose is to inform the old man that he has completed the task of attacking the royal court thousands of miles away, and he can cooperate with him to attack the Three Gorges Pass.

There were originally 10 of them in this team.

As a result, on the way, he bumped into the Wala cavalry who had escaped from the camp.

When the two sides collide with each other, they fight to the death.

Both sides understand that the other party is going to report the letter, and if they kill the other party, their own side can gain the upper hand.

After a fight, the Ming army killed five people and seriously injured one, and successfully solved the Wara side.

Considering his own urgent task, the captain ordered one person to protect the injured member, and then led the remaining two people to report back.

The three of them carefully avoided the Oirat cavalry all the way, and finally approached the peak of the Three Gorges Pass in the evening.

Looking at the high mountain peak, the three of them gritted their teeth and started climbing without caring about resting.

"Crash!"

Although the three of them were all good players, an accident happened. The dagger in the hand of a Ming soldier crawling behind suddenly slipped, and he fell down the cliff screaming.

"The third one!"

The man under the captain let out a roar.

"You fucking shut up for me, because I'm afraid that the Wala people won't know if we're here!"

The captain gave a low growl and told the man to shut up.

The man looked down with tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and continued to climb up with the captain.

Finally, when the two were about to exhaust themselves, they reached the top of the mountain.

The captain untied the ropes from the two of them and tied them to a big rock. After throwing the rest down, he said to the soldiers, "Monkey...you can't let anyone watch here. I'm too old to run. Hurry up!" Go down and report to His Majesty what the grandson told you, and the lives of our remaining 7000 brothers are all in your hands."

Hearing this, the man looked at the captain and nodded vigorously.

The reason why the captain didn't leave is that he still has to watch here.

It is to send a team of commandos from the big camp to climb up the rope and attack the Wala camp from the side.

Although there is a certain distance from the Oara camp here, there is no guarantee that there will be patrols passing by.

If no one is looking at the belay rope and is spotted by the opponent, the plan of attacking from the side will be difficult to implement.

The soldier slid down quickly.

The captain leaned against the boulder and gasped for breath, holding onto the rope tightly.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

I don't know how long it took, and there was a sudden sound of communication in the distance, which the captain couldn't understand.

No, it's the Wala people.

The captain was startled, and stood up abruptly.

He stretched out his hand and tugged at the rope, only to find that the bottom was still very heavy. It was obvious that the soldier hadn't gone down yet.

If the soldiers didn't go down, the captain couldn't untie the rope and hide it.

The captain gritted his teeth, looked around and decided to take a gamble.

He hid behind a stone, his eyes fixed on the direction of the sound.

Soon, five Oirats walked over, communicating in low voices.

Seeing that there were only 5 people, the captain breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly drew out the knife.

The five Oirats walked forward while communicating. According to their route, the captain estimated that they would not pass by the big rock with the rope.

But when the captain breathed a sigh of relief, one of the Wala people suddenly muttered a few words, raised his pants, and went to the big stone tied with ropes under the ridicule of the other Wala people.

"Fuck!"

The captain cursed bad luck in his heart, and when he was about to rush up to fight these guys, he suddenly noticed a piece of wood as thick as an arm at his feet.

Looking at the four Oirats standing on the edge of the cliff laughing and giggling, the captain looked at the wood and lifted it up.

Then he moved forward slowly, and while the four Oirats were not paying attention, he quickly rushed up with his hands across the wood.

"Who!"

As soon as the captain moved, he was immediately spotted by the Oirats.

But just as they turned around, they saw a black figure rushing up with a piece of wood in their arms, and directly hit the four of them.

"Ah... ah... ah... ah..."

Four screams sounded.

The four Wala people were like rolling gourds, rolling down the hillside, and they were nowhere to be seen in a blink of an eye.

On such a high hillside, if these four guys roll down, they probably won't be able to move even if they don't die.

After cleaning up the four unlucky ones, the captain swung his knife and charged at the Oirat soldier who held his trousers in one hand and drew his knife nervously in the other.

"Dang dang... poof!"

With two simple collisions, the captain found an opportunity and stabbed the unlucky guy with a single knife.

"Damn, it's disgusting!"

After solving the remaining guy, the captain just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly smelled a bad smell.

Looking down, he saw that the Wala man's pants were dirty, and immediately kicked him aside in disgust.

After quickly checking the rope, after confirming that it was not touched in the previous battle.

The captain pulled the rope and felt it was very light, so he knew that the guy had gone down the mountain.

He quickly untied the rope and tied it around his waist, then cleaned up the surrounding battle traces, found a place to hide, and waited for reinforcements to arrive.

(End of this chapter)