The Soldier of the Ming Dynasty

By night, the caravan went all the way north, and at dawn, they reached a narrow and desolate basin.

At the head of the line, the old man climbed down from his horse and whispered a few words to the big man with a beard. Soon, someone was shouting in the line and the team was resting in place.

Although it was a night of fatigue, but Li Yuanqing spirit is excellent.

Originally, Li Yuanqing thought that this was only the caravan of baofengtang and qujia, but now, its composition is obviously somewhat complicated.

Although the caravan seems scattered, but in fact, it is meticulous.

Each family has its own position, and no one will covet half a step.

In the middle of last night, Li Yuanqing tried many times to leave the guard team of Baofeng hall and go around for inspection, but he had no such opportunity.

When it was dawn, Li Yuanqing was able to see the lineup of some teams.

It's a huge team, at least a few hundred.

There are about twenty or thirty mules and horses carts of all kinds, which make this small basin full.

Most of the porters and porters wore thick cotton fur coats and cotton hats, while the guards were dressed in the same way. They only had swords and weapons on their waists and hands, and some had long firecrackers.

In addition to horses, mules and horses pulling carts, there are many single mules and horses in the team. Most of them are carrying a lot of luggage. In this spring morning, the livestock are breathing heavily and spitting out white smoke.

When the line stops, it's dinner.

But they didn't seem to have the idea of burying the pot and eating hot food. They just took out their own dry food and ate the cold leftovers. The groom fed the horses first and then went to eat by themselves. There was little communication between people.

Li Yuanqing wanted to take a free time to find out the security guards around him to exchange information secretly, but he found that it was very difficult. You are not given a chance to speak.

At this time, Li Yuanqing realized that he really underestimated these big businessmen.

I'm afraid that the discipline of this mixed caravan is much more regular than that of most officers and soldiers.

In this way, Li Yuanqing is no longer rash, honest and honest in the Baofeng hall guards, watching the change.

After breakfast, the team did not start immediately. Li Yuanqing found that several guards were leaning on the horses and mules nearby, dozing lazily. Those porters and porters, who also found their own shelter, seemed to want to sleep and rest.

No one spoke. There were hundreds of living people in the caravan. There was no other movement except the occasional sneezing of mules and horses.

At this time, Li Yuanqing had already adapted to the rules of the caravan. After thinking about the instructions given by the woman in charge before leaving, Li Yuanqing also vaguely guessed some of the structure of the organization.

The merchants should choose their own integrity and integrity.

I'm afraid that those who can join the caravan may have family members who are controlled and taken hostage by these big businesses.

After all, it was only the first year of the apocalypse. Although the Ming Dynasty was already in decline, the huge dynasty still had a strong and powerful control over the rivers and mountains. These magnates did not dare to go too far. After all, it was a business of killing heads.

Even so, Li Yuanqing also mixed into the stream of people, found a gentle mule and horse, leaned on the warm body of the livestock, and slowly dozed off.

It was not until the evening that the leading guard woke Li Yuanqing and said in a low voice, "clean up and get ready to go."

Li Yuanqing also dare not neglect, hastily tidies up sharp rope, came to own horse.

Or that whisker led the way, the caravan slowly and orderly began to move forward.

After one night and more than half a day's advance, the team reached the edge of the desert at noon the next day.

It's the same old rules, eating and sleeping.

Through the two-day itinerary, Li Yuanqing basically understood that the caravan was on the Mongolian front line.

This is the most difficult part of the road from Guangning to Liaodong, and it is also the most difficult part of the road. If it is ordinary goods, you can almost fool it.

But this time, the team is so meticulous that there must be something unusual in the goods.

Li Yuanqing thought, slowly glancing at the back of the team, it seems that there is nothing special. The grass in early spring, which is pressed by wheels, is still growing tenaciously.

All around, there was no difference.

But soon, Li Yuanqing found something unusual.

It seems that the ruts of the carriages are quite different, but there are obviously several tracks. The traces are particularly deep. Before I think about it, Li Yuanqing always felt that there were several horses pulling the cart. They were extremely tired. They had to be whipped hard by the groom before they could move slowly.

Originally, the journey of the team should have been faster than it is now. It was these carriages that delayed the journey that made the team rest at noon.

What would be so heavy? Can you make a hard-working mule like this?

After careful consideration and association with what Mongolia and Jurchen lack most, the answer is ready to come out.In these carriages, even if they are not weapons, they should be made of iron. The quality of these carriages is absolutely not bad.

If he was selling silk, salt, medicine or even grain, Li Yuanqing could barely accept it. But if he was selling iron ware, it was

These dog days, even the ancestors can sell them for money.

But at this time, Li Yuanqing was isolated and had to rely on the breath of the caravan. Even if he knew the inside story, he could not really do anything.

However, Li Yuanqing paid special attention to those carriages. He also wanted to know who was the family and had such a big courage.

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Two and a half days later, the caravan had reached the Bank of Hunhe River, less than ten miles away from Shenyang City.

Along the way, the team basically sleeps in the daytime and rises at night, sleeping and resting at the best time in the sun during the day, and driving in the evening, at night and in the morning.

From Guangning to now, it is only five days, which is quite a rapid speed.

The team took a rest at Hun River for a while. The nearby villages and towns were basically abandoned due to the recent war. It was spring ploughing time. However, looking at the Hun River, the waves of the river were still the same. Other places were dead and lifeless, and there was no personal shadow.

As the old rule, when the team arrived here, it was in the morning and had a rest until evening. At about 8 or 9 o'clock, the beards led the team to the direction of Shenyang City.

During this period of time, Li Yuanqing did not sleep steadily. Although he knew that the caravan must have a tacit understanding with the later Jin Dynasty, he was still somewhat frightened by the attack of the later Jin army.

But one day later, not even the hair of the Jin army was seen.

When the caravan arrived at the west gate of Shenyang, the gate had already been closed.

The old man asked his beard to throw a letter on the head of the city. Soon, the gate of the city was opened and the caravan swarmed in.

Shenyang City is not small. Li Yuanqing is not very familiar with the west side of the city. However, after entering the city, the caravan did not look like it was to be separated. Li Yuanqing could not help feeling anxious.

It seems that they don't want to stay, they want to go to a trading place.

Li Yuanqing didn't have to think about it. 90% of the trading place was a barracks of the post Jin army.

Just as she was about to figure out a way to escape, the menopausal steward, who had not appeared all the way, came quietly to Li Yuanqing. She said in a low voice, "turn the corner ahead, let's go north, and you go east. To the East is a piece of private houses. I believe you can run away. "

Li Yuanqing busy low voice way: "that horse?"

The woman lowered her voice and said, "don't worry about it. Leave it to me."

Li Yuanqing emphatically nodded, "great kindness does not say thank you. I will remember your kindness. "

The woman, however, gave a cold smile and went to the front.

Fast to the corner, Li Yuanqing deliberately fell behind the team, the woman also consciously slowed down.

Just around the corner, Li Yuanqing pretended to go to the corner of the wall to urinate. The mother-in-law rode on Li Yuanqing's horse and waved her hand to Li Yuanqing quietly.

Li Yuanqing knew that he quickly put on his pants and stepped back a few steps. He had climbed to the top of the wall around him.

As the caravan moved on, no one seemed to notice.

After resting for a moment at the top of the wall, Li Yuanqing made sure that the caravan had gone far away. Then Li Yuanqing climbed down carefully and quickly disappeared in the dark.

In the past few days, Li Yuanqing is full of spirit and wants to explore the owners of the carriages. Unfortunately, the caravans are all in their own defense. It is difficult to contact other families without any flags. Li Yuanqing has no substantive gains.

However, Li Yuanqing has made it clear that those carriages should be owned by the forces behind the elder leader.

At this time, Li Yuanqing did not think about these.

Li Yuanqing's hometown is in Dongcheng, and the most familiar area is in Dongcheng.

After King Kong had just occupied Shenyang, his defense of the city was very tight. Just now, Li Yuanqing met two teams of soldiers patrolling the night.

Judging from the appearance, most of them should be Han military flags.

The Nvzhen masters would not do this kind of work.

Unfortunately, the city of Shenyang, which was built by Li Chengliang in those years, fell into the hands of his Nuzhen dry son, who almost forgot his name. Now his children and grandchildren can only rely on his son's breath.

If Li Chengliang knew about it, I'm afraid he would jump out of the grave and smoke his descendants.

After this wave of night patrol soldiers passed, Li Yuanqing did not dare to neglect any more. He quickly jumped down the corner and ran to the southeast.

Li Yuanqing wanted to go to Dongcheng first, but after thinking about it, he decided to go to Nancheng first.

Although Dongcheng is familiar with him, shunzi doesn't know his life and death at this time, so it's hard to help himself. Moreover, Li Yuanqing once killed one of Hong Qiang's subordinates on that day. Now Houjin has occupied Shenyang City. I believe Hong Qiang should also get a lot of benefits now. In case of meeting him, it will not be a good ending.Before that, Liu Chunhua had told Li Yuanqing in detail about the location and contact code of Shang Laoliu, which was in the middle of Nancheng.

With his age and experience, even if he can't get out of Shenyang City, he should not be tied up. What's more, he has his daughter to care about and take care of.

Although it is spring, the wind at night is still cool. After all, Shenyang is more northerly, and the influence of winter will be longer.

Shenyang City is located in the plain, the roads are very neat, straight south to north, Li Yuanqing did not spend much effort, has come to the Nancheng area.

Just after turning the main road and turning to the dark alley nearby, a group of night patrol soldiers, about a dozen of them, were running towards Li Yuanqing.

Li Yuanqing was surprised. Fortunately, the alley is not wide, about one meter.

Li Yuanqing hurriedly put his hands and feet on the walls on both sides. After three or two times, he climbed to the top of the wall. He was so absorbed that he did not dare to come out.

This team of night patrol soldiers should be just routine. They didn't find Li Yuanqing in the dark place. But maybe it was the entrance of the Hutong to escape from the wind. They all got into the small alley.

A man said: "when will the dog day be over. Damn it, I'm not here to patrol the night

Next to him, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a leader said in a deep voice, "Ma Heizi, you don't want to live any more. How dare you say anything? Don't shut up

"Well, shut up. Li Tou, I'm fed up with this day. I knew that I had gone to Guangning. At least I was a man. "

Li Tou's face was livid, and he did not say a word. The other soldiers were also whispering. Obviously, there was a bias towards the black spot.

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. What they didn't notice was that, not far from their heads, Li Yuanqing was just looking at them.

This Li head, unexpectedly is Li Yuanqing's immediate superior, paste team official Li Kaixuan.