The Soldier of the Ming Dynasty

If women and children cry, they will not cry.

According to their speed, they can travel 20 miles a day, which is already "fast".

Soon, the sentry who went to the direction of the squadron and the rear team also returned. The Squadron had three white armours, a dozen zhennu waistcoats and dozens of Han Army flag soldiers to maintain order. In the direction of the rear team, there were only a dozen Han Army flag soldiers.

At this time, the former group of refugees was about to climb the hillside where Li Yuanqing had been ambushed. Several officers around him were already anxious.

Huang Guoshan was obviously a little excited. He couldn't control his excitement and said, "Sir, the Tartars are coming. Let's do it?"

Li Yuanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the dozens of real and fake Tartars in front of him, and slowly shook his head, "don't worry. They can't walk fast. I think they may have to stop and rest in front of the hillside. Let the brothers keep up their spirits and wait for my command at any time. "

"Yes."

Several officers quickly to prepare, Li Yuanqing's mind is also rapidly spinning, calculating gains and losses.

The number of Tartars is not large, less than 100. Moreover, there are very few real slaves. There are only three white Jias as the core. The team of thousands of people is so large that they can't take care of them.

At this time, Li Yuanqing's army was full of infantry, and the March could only rely on the "11th route". The Tartars and refugees were so large that it was not realistic to capture all the Tartars.

You can only choose one.

There is no doubt that Li Yuanqing must have chosen these refugees.

Although the tartar heads are valuable, they are too few. If they can be replenished by these people, Li Yuanqing will be able to bring back a lot of losses in the first World War.

However, with the team getting closer and closer, Li Yuanqing found that there was not even a young adult in the whole team. In the front of the team, the oldest man, I'm afraid, is a little boy aged 11 or 12, or even an old man.

So, where have these women's men gone?

According to the temperament of the later Jin Dynasty, if these men were to be used as soldiers of the Han Army flag to supplement the troops, they would surely be given enough benefits, and they would be given houses, fields, cattle and sheep. But it seems that this is not the case.

Li Yuanqing's heart has risen a very bad premonition.

At this time, the old slave separated from the Han Dynasty and advocated the "Manchu and Han family" Huangtaiji. At this time, he was just a Baylor. Although he was a big Baylor, he was afraid that even if he had an idea, it would be difficult to achieve it. Then, there is only one possibility

These men, I'm afraid, are in danger.

And these women should be the spoils of the later Jin Dynasty's expedition to Liao.

Li Yuanqing vomited out a long breath of turbid air, and his eyes were overcast.

If these women were distributed to the soldiers of the Han Army flag, the ruling power of the old slaves over them

At this time, as expected by Li Yuanqing, under the hillside, the refugee team did not choose to continue to move forward. The leading real and fake Tartars yelled loudly to let the refugees rest in place.

Several soldiers of the Han Army flag have already entered the ranks with a smile.

Li Yuanqing watched the scene quietly without much expression on his face.

Under the influence of various inducements, the destructive power of these soldiers was several times worse than that of real slaves.

For such people, even if they are capable of fighting, Li Yuanqing will never appease them.

At this time, on the hillside, you can hear the panic cry of women at the foot of the mountain. They speak Chinese and the accent of Liao. They are the people of Daming and the sisters of Li Yuanqing and his children.

"Brother, let's get down to it." Shunzi couldn't help it. She was full of fire.

Huang Guoshan and Yang Xiaobo are also extremely indignant. They can't control their emotions.

Only Xu sunspot is older and barely keeps a little restraint.

Looking back at the soldiers around him, they have basically reached the critical point. Li Yuanqing slowly vomited out a foul breath, "let's go. Inform the children that they should try not to fight with Tartars and drive them away

"Yes."

With the military order quickly passed down, for a moment, seventy-eight or eighty Ming soldiers on the top of the mountain were like stones brought up by the mountain torrents, and rushed toward the foot of the mountain crazily.

Several real and fake Tartars of the front team are happy. As soon as they see the movement here, they quickly lift up their pants, pick up weapons, and come forward to stop them.

At this time, the soldiers on Li Yuanqing's side waited for their work with ease, and their hatred for Tartars reached a high point. They did not need to be encouraged at all. They rushed at these Tartars crazily.

There are only a dozen Tartars with only one real slave vest. Even though they are brave, how can they be ten times as much as their opponents of the Ming army?

In a moment, they had been scattered and directly cut into meat by the Ming soldiers.

How could these women have thought of such a change? They could not help but exclaim at a riot, and there was a faint sign that the ranks were out of control.

At this time, Li Yuanqing also brought more than a dozen of his own soldiers to the team, and quickly called out, "villagers, don't be afraid. We are the Ming army, and we are here to rescue you."One voice is too small, Li Yuanqing rushed to let the soldiers around him shout together, and then, all the soldiers followed.

The voice of a hundred people shouting together soared into the sky. These women and children also calmed down and stayed in the same place and did not dare to move.

The team has calmed down a bit.

At this time, the Tartars of the squadron also found the abnormality in front of them. There were several scouting horses running towards this side to explore the movement.

Li Yuanqing had been prepared and waved his hand to shunzi and huangguoshan: "you two take people to the top and drive them away."

Shunzi and Huang Guoshan rushed forward with more than ten people.

The situation was very chaotic, surrounded by dense forests. These Tartars could not see the formation of the Ming army. They did not know how many people there were on this side of the Ming army. When they saw the Ming army chasing after them, they did not dare to stay and ran back.

Li Yuanqing hurriedly ordered shunzi and Huang Guoshan to come back, not deliberately chasing.

Since the Tartars with less than 100 people are responsible for escorting such a large number of "booty", the main force should not be too far away.

They're full of cavalry. They don't have to work hard to catch up.

Li Yuanqing doesn't want to fight with the main Tartars now.

After the sailors went up the valley, they called for the soldiers to climb up the mountain and call for the soldiers.

Soon, the refugee front team quickly started to work.

Thousands of troops, stretching three or four li away, the Tartars of the squadron and the rear team, even if they know that there was an accident in the front team, but they do not know the situation, they dare not rush forward.

Both sides looked at their own meat, forming a short and strange period of balance.

At this time, the squadron side suddenly heard a shout to kill, not long, there were soldiers over there to report, it is Guan Canghai several units came to catch fire in the flank of the Tartars.

Knowing that Guan Canghai was coming, Li Yuanqing could not help but feel a little relieved. The overall situation was settled.

Even though the Tartars are brave, they dare not be rash in such a chaotic situation.

Not long ago, the valley direction of the young strong and sailors also rushed to come.

Li Yuanqing quickly ordered them to form a reception point, and led the refugees to retreat into the valley and then to the seaside.

The refugees in the front take the lead, while the refugees in the middle and rear areas do not know what happened, but when people are in crisis, they will naturally follow the trend and move towards places with more people.

In addition, the Ming soldiers familiar with the cry, they also have a direction, like ants moving general, slowly but impatient toward the valley direction.

Soon, Guan Canghai also rushed over. He had two heads tied to his waist. They were all real slaves. When he saw Li Yuanqing, he rushed to report: "my Lord, we have killed seven or eight real slaves on the flank, one white armor, and the rest of the Tartars have retreated to the rear team. They should send someone to report to the main force. "

Li Yuanqing patted Guan Canghai on the shoulder, "Canghai, it's hard. Tartars can't come here for a while, but we can't neglect it. We must get on board as soon as possible. "

Official Canghai will understand, "my Lord, it's going to be dark soon. We have to speed up."

No one dares to neglect it. All the soldiers and young people shout together to guide the way for these women and children.

As it was getting dark, more than half of the refugees had entered the valley.

In the direction of the rear team, there are dozens of Tartars. They don't want to give up the fat in front of them, but they dare not come forward. They follow closely behind the team like wolves.

Li Yuanqing and Guan Canghai stayed at the crossroads at the foot of the mountain. With more than a hundred soldiers, they waited until the tail of the group of refugees also went up the mountain, and then they began to go up the mountain.

At this time, it was more than 8 o'clock in the evening, light snow floated in the sky, the wind suddenly increased, and the visibility began to become very low.

The Tartars of the rear team saw that the Ming army, Li Yuanqing, had entered the dense forest on the mountain. They did not dare to follow, but they still refused to leave and lingered at the intersection at the foot of the mountain.

How could Li Yuanqing waste his time with them? He told the soldiers around him that they had lit the forest on one side.

Tartars did not dare to step forward any more. They could only watch Li Yuanqing's team disappear in the snow.

By the time Li Yuanqing returned to the ship, it was already dawn. At this time, the last group of refugees also got on the boat.

There are nearly 4000 refugees, of whom at least 3000 are adult women over the age of 15 to 40, and the rest are children.

Although Li Yuanqing's fleet was not small, there were so many people in his fleet that it was obviously too much to bear.

In such a situation, Li Yuanqing did not dare to neglect and ordered the fleet to set sail immediately and head for Changsheng island.

At this time, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. Li Yuanqing stands on the deck, looking at the land far away, his eyes narrowed slightly.

There are too many refugee women. Li Yuanqing's boat is full of people. Even Li Yuanqing can only rest on the deck at this time.However, the conditions on board were much better. Even if the sea breeze was raging, it was not unacceptable.

Soon, several small boats approached Li Yuanqing's ship, and Guan Canghai took more than ten people to the ship.

"My Lord, we were too hasty to save people. We didn't catch too many tongues. These are the only ones." Guan Canghai said, pointing to the next three tied with zongzi General Han Army flag soldiers.