The Soldier of the Ming Dynasty

Although badalu had known for a long time that according to Li Yuanqing's heroic nature, today's incident would not be so easy, but badalu had never dreamed of How could Li Yuanqing adopt such a way

Yes.

It is true that his badalu's hands have not been stained with the blood of his people.

But ~ ~ ~, this is even more painful and painful than badalu himself sent his people on the road.

Looking at his eyes, his people and the most familiar faces, badalu's old tears could not stop pouring out.

At this time, in the face of Li Yuanqing, his heart where dare to produce half of the shirking and hiding ah.

Badalu knelt down in front of Li Yuanqing, "Li Shuai, Li Shuai, your mind is comparable to the eternal life of benevolence and righteousness! These warriors, these warriors have no resistance! Li Shuai, I'm willing to be an ox and a horse for you. I only ask you, Li Shuai. You can spare these warriors a life. "

Badalu tried to kowtow, and the steps under his feet banged, bleeding quickly from his forehead.

In front of him, all the gold slaves were furious, and they kept shouting and scolding.

How can the young men of Ming army behind them let them be so arrogant?

In a moment, there was a fight.

A Ming general who knew how to play directly grabbed a real slave's money rat braid, made a firm grip, and stepped on the real slave's face.

This is really painful like killing a pig.

"Quack dryness."

The Ming army sneered and spat. The hard head of the cow leather boots hit the real slave's face. At that time, blood flowed like a stream, which was even more terrible than the head cut down before.

This is really a slave to the pain of the direct inhalation of cool air, to see more air, less out of breath, afraid that will not live.

"Li Shuai, Li Shuai..."

Badalu had no way but to kowtow to Li Yuanqing.

Li Yuanqing waved his hand.

In front of the body of the Ming army son Lang Deng all stopped action, respectfully looked at Li Yuanqing side.

For a while, the pressure of these real slaves suddenly dropped, and their howling and crying soon dissipated.

Li Yuanqing looked at badalu with a smile and said, "Lord badalu, you see, it's not that I don't want to let go of your people. It's that they want to die, and I have no way."

Badalu hugged Li Yuanqing's feet as fast as he could. "Li Shuai, Li Shuai, as long as you promise to let them go, the slaves will guarantee that they will become your most loyal slaves."

Li Yuanqing laughed, "servant? I really do. Aren't they the best slaves? "

Li Yuanqing smiles and looks at the slaves of the Han Army flag.

At this time, the Han slaves of the Han Army Flag were completely shocked.

They had heard of Li Yuanqing's name for a long time. They knew that Li Yuanqing was one of the few top generals in the Ming army. The real master of southern Liaoning was the main force of Dajin. They almost never took advantage of Li Yuanqing.

However, they were all under the yellow flag. They were the people who went up to the three banners. They carried the flag earlier. Although they were laborers, they had not been wronged. On the contrary, they were treated very well.

Therefore, they have never faced Li Yuanqing.

Before they were sent to qingtaiyu fort, they were still worried about the threat from Li Yuanqing and southern Liaoning. However, they had been in qingtaiyu fort for more than a year, but Li Yuanqing and southern Liaoning never launched an attack on this side.

Especially after Yao gege Cong Gu Lun married Li Yuanqing and Dahan reached some compromise with Li Yuanqing, they were more relieved. They always thought that how could Li Yuanqing have the courage to kill him in the hinterland of Da Jin.

But at this time, when Li Yuanqing really stood here and took the qingtaiyu fort with little effort, they realized that they were really naive.

Especially the ten masters just now In the hands of the Ming army, I'm afraid it's even worse than pigs and dogs.

When badalu looked at Li Yuanqing's eyes, he also understood what Li Yuanqing meant. He couldn't stop his tears and hugged Li Yuanqing's legs. "Li Shuai, Li Shuai, as long as you are willing to let go of the slaves, slaves are willing to serve all the secrets of BMW with Li Shuai!"

Li Yuanqing laughed and squatted down. He touched badalu's smooth brain, parallel with him and looking into his eyes, "Lord badalu, I believe your sincerity. But you have to understand, the military order is like a mountain! What I said out of Li Yuanqing is military order! So, rules are rules! These ten must die

"This..."

Badaludun was speechless, and he felt a little disillusioned.

At this time, Li Yuanqing's tone was softened a lot. He patted his head affectionately and said with a smile: "except these ten people, I can promise that they don't have to die. Lord badalu, I'll give you half a stick of incense for your consideration. If you can't pick out the ten, you're sorry. All the real slaves here are going to dieWith that, Li Yuanqing stood up with a smile and kicked badalu's hand holding his calf aside. He came to the steps and slowly drew out his waist knife.

Under the setting off of the fire, the sharp cold light on the sword can hardly open one's eyes.

Badalu understood by now that he had no choice.

In front of me, some of the real slaves who knew Chinese couldn't help but cry out: "master, you can choose slaves. Please take good care of the servant's family. "

"Yes. Master son, you choose me. Please take good care of the seventy year old woman who is a slave. "

"Master, son..."

After all, they are hungry wolves who lick blood on the edge of their knives all year round.

These real slaves are so straightforward.

Seeing that they could not avoid it, they all stood up and wanted to die for their companions.

Badalu's tears couldn't stop flowing. He murmured words in his mouth. He kept looking at the night sky and didn't know what he was saying.

Not far away, Yang miaocai could not believe that these real slaves, really, really are not afraid of death?

They, how can they be so united.

If this is put in Daming, this How could that be possible?

Yang miaocai could no longer resist the doubts in his heart. He asked Chen Zhong carefully: "Chen Shuai, these real slaves, are they really afraid of death?"

"Not afraid of death?"

Chen Zhong took a look at Yang miaocai and sneered, "Mr. Yang, ants are still living secretly. Do you think they will not be afraid to die?"

"But So Chen Shuai, they, they even fight to die. What's this for? "

Chen Zhong does not like Yang miaocai's "white striped chicken". This is the nickname Chen Zhong gave Yang miaocai in private.

Because in Chen Zhong's subconscious mind, this kind of civil servant is like a chicken with no hair on his body, and the bird has no half point.

But Li Yuanqing admired Yang miaocai very much. At this time, Chen Zhong was not very good. He did not give Yang miaocai face. He patiently explained: "Lord Yang, just now Yuanqing has promised that after killing these ten people, he will not kill others. But their families are all in our hands at this time. If they go to die now, badalu has guilt in his heart. After that, he will try his best to save his family. Do you understand? "

"Eh? This... "

Although Yang miaocai is extremely clever, at this time, the reality is simply too realistic

For a moment and a half, he really reversed the concept.

Yang miaocai suddenly remembered that when they were in the capital, a group of so-called talents still wanted to have a hard time with Li Yuanqing and wanted to fight with Li Yuanqing

Now when I think of it, Yang miaocai is simply more than happy.

He suddenly remembered that Li Yuanqing always liked to take himself as a "mud leg".

At this time, Yang Miaozi didn't really understand the word "cheap" and "Miaozi".

Isn't Li Yuanqing from mud legs?

If Li Yuanqing didn't come from the worst mud, how could he have such a profound understanding of human nature?

Although he is several years older than Li Yuanqing, he is If you really want to play with your butt, Yang miaocai will know the consequences.

By this time, badalu had chosen a man.

The ten Jurchen warriors, who were in their prime years, looked as if they were on the battlefield on weekdays. They all raised their heads and lined up in two lines, as if to go on the road side by side.

Li Yuanqing's brow could not help wrinkling slightly, and there was a gloomy and fierce flash in his eyes.

Is it a rising bandit armed group.

At this time, these dog Tartars are far from their descendants who only know how to eat, drink and walk birds.

For a moment and a half, the blood gas in their bodies is really hard to eliminate.

But that's good.

The curtain of the era of great navigation has been opened. In the future, the pattern of Daming, or China, can not be confined to East Asia alone.

Let these wild boar skins become the most solid stepping stone for their children!

At this time, one side of the fierce knife has been cleaned up.

His fingers, one by one, are constantly stroking on the polished blade, just like touching the skin of the most beloved woman. Eyes, but has been looking respectfully at Li Yuanqing side, waiting for Li Yuanqing's instructions.

Li Yuanqing relaxed his muscles and bones, moved his wrists and wrists, and said with a smile, "how about Meng Zi? Are you ready to be quick? "

"Li Shuai, my humble duty is ready," he said

Li Yuanqing laughed, "OK, let's start! Come on! 1、 Two, three

When he reached three, the steel knife in Li Yuanqing's hand was already above his head.

There was enough time for Ying Meng to prepare, and almost the same action as Li Yuanqing.Li Yuanqing's "three" words have just finished shouting, two people almost at the same time, the steel knife in their hands suddenly fell down.

Poof.

Puff, puff, puff.

Accompanied by a dull sound, there were five bloody heads on each side, with money rat braids on each side, rolling to the ground.

For a moment, the red sky, fierce imitation also warm smell of blood, instantaneous dense in the whole air.

Ying Meng couldn't help but kneel down in front of Li Yuanqing with a bitter smile, "Li Shuai, humble position is defeated."

Li Yuanqing laughed: "Mengzi, you don't have to be discouraged. I'm only half as fast as you. Maybe it's my knife. It's sharper than yours

Li Yuanqing said, taking the cloth from Duan Xiliang and wiping the blood on the sword with a smile, he looked at Chen Zhong and said, "elder brother, I have taken the silver."

Chen Zhong laughed: "Yuanqing, I won't play with you in the future. You can't win all the time. Isn't that a trap? "

With a smile, Li Yuanqing threw Chen Zhong a cigar, lit one himself, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "big brother, only progress can be achieved with competition.". It's a good technique. In the future, surpassing me is certain. "

Of course, Chen Zhong understood what Li Yuanqing meant. How could he have been more serious with Li Yuanqing for such a small matter, and said with a smile, "Yuanqing, it's almost there. We haven't eaten yet after all night's work. "

Li Yuanqing smiles, nods, greets Duan Xiliang and Ying Meng: "Xiliang, Mengzi, you two, clean up this side and come to eat."

Li Yuanqing walked to badalu with a smile, and patted badalu's head affectionately, "Lord badalu, this way ~ ~, I'll give it to you. I think you can see what I mean. Hehe

With that, Li Yuanqing strode into the hall with a smile.