Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 260 Five Civilization

Ma Sanbiao waited with arms crossed for Li Sangou to come over, while Zhu Wangli was also interrogating those women.

This question is really troublesome, some are from Zhao County, some are from Changping, and they are all at least three or four hundred miles away from Gaoyang.The army passed by, the village was burned, and the people were separated. These women insisted on staying alive for the sake of their families and children. If you tell them that there is no way to send them back, or that their families may be gone, these abused women will definitely not be able to survive. .

"Sanbiao, what's the matter?"

This rough and savage guy doesn't take killing seriously, he didn't even wipe off the blood splashed on his face during the fierce battle just now, he pretended to be all right, but now he is staring wide-eyed, not knowing what to do. [

"What's the matter? Leave this matter to our secret service. I will arrange for two young men to secretly send these women to the north." Ma Sanbiao, who was alone, also looked very emotional at this time: "However, with you Said that only the city in the north has been returned to us Han people, and all the land has been returned to the Jurchens. Our people will take you to detour and take a small road, sneaking back to your original residence, but there is no way to guarantee whether your family is alive or not. gone."

"Disciplining doesn't take a lot of work, the soldiers are annoying."

A woman in her thirties, with a beautiful face, but at this time there was only determination in her eyes, she looked at Ma Sanbiao, and said gratefully: "As long as we are sent to the original place, what should we do? I will make up my mind, and I must not bother the military men anymore."

"For the kindness of the military men, if my family is still there, I will set up a longevity tablet in the future and burn incense every day to be grateful. If not, I will have to repay it in the next life."

"Please tell the names of the two military masters, so that I can go back and set up a tablet for the military master."

"No, no need."

Ma Sanbiao and Zhu Wangli looked at each other with wry smiles, originally they wanted to directly refuse, but later Ma Sanbiao said: "Our lord is Mr. Zhang Shouren, a guerrilla from Fushan Mountain. If you want to set up a memorial tablet, of course his name is taboo, we are not worthy of it."

"It turned out to be General Zhang's subordinates, we remembered."

"Well, come here, take them down."

Such a group of poor women, even Ma Sanbiao, who is hard-hearted, doesn't want to talk to them anymore.

That kind of helpless, helpless, hopeless appearance, even an iron man, was melted by such miserable eyes.

"It's really... it's really..." Zhu Wangli shook his head again and again, under his lion-like head and in his eyes, there was a deep sorrow that couldn't be concealed.

"Don't be emotional!" Ma Sanbiao regained his hard-heartedness, looked at Li Sangou, and asked, "What, Mr. Sun, would you like to go south with us?"

He asked this, first of all because of lack of confidence.

After wandering around Gaoyang for several days, Ma Sanbiao already knew what kind of person Sun Chengzong was.

People around Gao Yang, who is not spreading the word?

Sunlaoge's family dissipated all their wealth, exchanged all their houses and fields for military supplies, and recruited hundreds of civilians, plus dozens of men from their own family, all of whom were the old man's sons and grandsons.

This old man is planning to use these people to guard Gaoyang County, where there are almost no serious officers and soldiers!

Such a person, whether you agree or not, first of all you have to admire him for his energy! [

In Zhang Shouren's words, Huaxia is sick now, if it is not sick, it will not be left behind by a savage. A few decades ago, he didn't even have his own writing, lived in a wooden house, and couldn't even afford a hundred pairs of armor. There were only a few tens of thousands of men in the ethnic group, and the weak ethnic group with less than 20 people was defeated. More than a dozen soldiers died, hundreds of thousands of soldiers died in battle, and millions of people were massacred.