Hearing the man's screams, the woman covered the child's mouth and hid under the bed.

Soon the Tartars with knives poured in, rummaging around.

Listening to the sound of rummaging through the cabinets and the laughter of the Tartars, the woman took out a sweat towel and stuffed it into the child's mouth, silently asking the gods and Buddhas to bless her child with a safe passage through this catastrophe.

However, the sky was blind, and those Tartars, who had already gained experience, quickly poked their long knives under the bed and pierced them on the woman's arm, and the woman couldn't help but scream in pain and was dragged out by the Tartars.

The moment the woman was dragged out, she pushed the child in her arms into it.

Several long knives poked under the bed again, but this time they didn't touch anything.

The toddler hid in the innermost part and soon heard the screams of his mother accompanied by strange sounds that he could not understand.

Several of the intruders took turns to spoil the woman, who was already dying, her eyes fixed in the direction of the courtyard gate.

Her man is there, they grew up as childhood sweethearts, and when they got married, they made an appointment that if they died at the age of ninety-seven, they waited three years on the bridge, and now it seems that it doesn't take three years so long.

Daddy, you slow down a little, I'm coming.

"The Liang woman is really boring, this will not work. A tartar grinned and pulled out the filth and urinated on the woman's face.

The other Tartars were not surprised, and gathered away the soft grains and other things they had found in the rummag.

"This is not bad, but there is a broken silver hidden. One of the Tartars smiled with satisfaction, and stabbed the woman in the chest with a knife, "All right, for the sake of the silver, give her a good time." ”

Several Tartars laughed and walked away, going to the house next door.

The woman couldn't move, so she dared to turn her eyes in the direction of the bed.

What will she do in the future, her child?

Don't come out, don't come out, you won't have your father and mother in the future, you have to live no matter what......

The woman spat out a large mouthful of blood and finally remained motionless.

Her eyes never left the direction under the bed, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from them.

The burning and looting of the Tartars continued all night, and they left satisfied.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, in the hearts of the people of Daliang, it has always been a good place to live and start a business, but when the sun shines on this land in the north of the suburbs of Beijing again, those villages that were originally quite fertile have become devastated.

The old village chief of Qingniu Village knelt in front of the ancestral hall that was burned to ashes by the Tartars, his forehead was on the ground, and the old tears were horizontal: "God, you have no eyes, let my Qingniu Village suffer this catastrophe, and more than 200 villagers have been poisoned by the Tartars!"

Last night, those gangsters spoke unfamiliar Daliang dialect, and most of the time they communicated in Northern Qi dialect, and they still didn't understand that this was the Northern Qi Tartars.

An old woman knelt down in front of the old village chief and cried out hoarsely: "Village chief, why is this? Didn't those Tartars be beaten away by the champion Hou? Why did they come to us through Shanhaiguan? Pity my family of sixteen, only one of them survived, three sons, daughter-in-law, five grandsons and three granddaughters, and the eldest granddaughter-in-law who had just entered the door, she was still pregnant! Why didn't I die, not me?"

The old woman suddenly stood up and rushed towards a large rock.

At her age, she could run as fast as a young man, and what was even more surprising was that there was no one to stop the villagers who were kneeling or sitting.

Soon there was a bang, and the old woman fell crooked beside the boulder, her head bleeding and she died of exhaustion.

The old village chief looked at the miserable old woman and muttered, "Pure when you die, pure when you die......"

Only one member of the family of sixteen survived, and those who survived might be happier to go underground early to reunite with their relatives.

The villagers seemed to have lost their souls, and gathered together motionless.

After a long time, a young man suddenly stood up and said loudly, "I know why, I know why!"

"Erwa, what are you talking about?" the walking dead villagers reacted as the young man shouted.

"It's because the champion Hou was put into the prison by the emperor, and the Tartars knew that our god of war was gone, so they dared to come to us to snatch it!"

"Really? Those brutes really came here because the emperor closed the champion Hou?"

Unlike the people of the north and south, the people of the suburbs of Beijing have been stable for decades, and the soldiers of the expedition are certainly worthy of admiration in their hearts, but those feelings are far less profound than those of the people caught in the war.

Human nature is like this, where is there more panic than a robbery gangster around you in the midst of a war thousands of miles away?

If it weren't for this catastrophe, these people would never have imagined that the Tartars would be able to fight on the outskirts of Beijing in their lives.

"Of course it's true, I went to the city a few days ago and listened to people discussing when the emperor will kill the champion Hou!

The villagers no longer doubted, and they hid their faces and cried bitterly: "What should we do?"

The young man said loudly: "Anyway, if you stay in the village, once the Tartars come, it will be a death, I will go into the city and beg those officials and lords to release the champion!"

"That's right, the old man released the champion Hou!"

The villagers gathered together and rushed to the north gate, chased after the young children who had escaped from hiding under the beds.

The little child had only one thought in his heart: he was going to find the champion Hou that Brother Erwa said, the champion Hou was so majestic that he would return his father and mother to him.

On this day, I don't know how many people in the suburbs of Beijing rushed to the city, and even the guards guarding the city gate could not scare them away with swords and guns.

The looting of the villages on the outskirts of Beijing by the Northern Qi Tartars exploded like a thunderbolt in the middle of the court, and the earth was suddenly shattered.

"Why did this happen? How did the Tartars come to the outskirts of Beijing?" countless ministers asked Lan Shoufu and Xu Cifu in groups.

At this moment, they lost their usual scruples and tactfulness, and they all stiffened their necks and shouted: "We want to see the emperor!"

Emperor Kangdi of the Ming Dynasty does not go to court all the year round, and only cabinet ministers can see the Son of Heaven in his spare time, and it is not easy for even important ministers such as the Six Ministries and Jiuqing to see the Son of Heaven.

Lan Shoufu is powerful, and they don't dare to provoke it on weekdays, but now they don't report the news to the emperor, last night the Tartars could walk around the suburbs of Beijing, and tomorrow night they might be able to break into the city, and then the sky will change when the beam will change.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, the emperor now knows about this. Lan Shan said with a calm face.

It was really unexpected that Tartar could break into the outskirts of Beijing, and as a result, his hard work for days was in vain.

Lanshan is really the person who knows Ming Kandi best, Ming Kangdi didn't throw the copper money after listening to the report, and his mood was not entangled, and he immediately issued an order to release the champion Hou and ordered him to immediately lead the troops to the battle. 10