In Yizhou City, Mao Wenlong looked at the soldiers of the Dongjiang Army who were slowly leaving the city, holding his saber in one hand, his eyes were still full of calmness and calmness.

At this time, Mao Chenglu came over and said with a gloomy face: "General, the sentry has got the news that Mang Gurtai has come back with the Zhenglan Flag." ”

"Our sentry cavalry encountered slave cavalry, fought a few small battles, lost a lot of men and horses, and Li Shiji was also injured."

"I see." Mao Wenlong nodded lightly and said, "Let him go out of the city with the team to recuperate from his injuries, if he can return to the island alive, it is time to promote his officer." ”

Hearing this, Mao Chenglu also laughed a few times.

"After that, this kid is a lot more honest."

"I didn't expect that the slave chieftain was not slow to come back." Mao Wenlong turned around, stared at the rear, and saw that the team was almost gone, so he also turned over and got on his horse, saying as he went:

"Mang Gurtai is back desperate, can't be brutal, has the food and baggage in the city been destroyed?"

Mao Chenglu also got on the horse, followed behind him, and responded:

"Everything that can't be taken is destroyed, and nothing is left for the slaves."

Due to the influence of the Xiaoice period, the area where Phi Dao is located is bitterly cold most of the time.

In order to keep warm, whether it is a low-level soldier or a general with some ranks, they cover the deerskins and other things they have captured on weekdays outside the iron armor, and then tie them tightly with their waists.

In this way, it is not only convenient for them to go out of the island and shuttle between the dense forests, fight against the Houjin army, but also resist the severe cold.

At this moment, the Dongjiang soldiers and horses went out of the city in a whole team from all gates, and soon a group of people arrived and stopped in front of Mao Wenlong's horse.

"General, you can't go..."

Seeing them, Mao Wenlong sighed in his heart, but he only cared about turning the horse forward, because there were some words that he couldn't explain too much.

There are many people in the city, there are real Han people, and there are also many traitors who are used to being enslaved and want to please their masters, and they can't be screened in a hurry, so they can only be treated equally.

The group of people were in rags, and soon caught up with them, and an old man grabbed Mao Wenlong's horse reins and handed over a basket of wild vegetables tremblingly.

"General, tens of thousands of people in Yiju want to go back to Phi Island with the general."

Hearing this, Mao Chenglu's nose was sour.

I think that a few years ago, there were still hundreds of thousands of Liao people and Korean people in Yizhou, but until now, they have almost been slaughtered.

However, he also knew in his heart the reason why Mao Wenlong didn't speak.

Immediately, Mao Chenglu hardened his heart, took the basket and handed it to his soldiers, and said: "Take you with you, the army will be chased by the slave cavalry if it doesn't go far, and at that time, the damage will be even worse." ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes darkened, and then he picked up a baby from behind and said:

"General, bring my grandson back to Phi Island, my old bones, I will die when I die."

"How can there be a woman and a child in the operation of the army?" Mao Wenlong took the reins of the horse, glanced at it lightly, and said:

"Don't miss the army's itinerary!"

Feeling the scorching and disappointed gaze of the Liao people, Mao Wenlong felt even more uncomfortable, so he could only speed up and withdraw from Yizhou City.

He only hoped in his heart that it was all worth it.

......

It was getting late, the silver moon was hanging high over Yizhou City, and it was gradually getting cold on the land of Liaodong.

Mang Gurtai led the blue flag to the city of Yizhou, and by the moonlight, they could all see that the city of Yizhou at this moment was quiet, like a dead city.

The fine iron armor, swords and guns of the soldiers of the Blue Banner constantly flashed cold light under the moonlight, and they quietly lined up under the city, which was daunting.

"Is it a deception to be so quiet?" The Derg rode behind Mang Gurtai, his eyes full of fear and doubt.

"A Dongjiang thief actually scared you like this, it's really a shame." Mang Gurtai sneered, and he possessed himself to soothe the restless snort, and said:

"It seems that this Mao Wenlong is still a little self-aware, knowing that the enemy can't beat me, so he fled first, but he doesn't know, sooner or later I will chase after him."

Hearing that he was ridiculing him about his seizure from Yizhou, Derge was a little angry in his heart, but he didn't say much.

Mang Gurtai is simple-minded and has well-developed limbs, but Mao Wenlong has suffered many losses but still goes his own way.

Now it seems that although the fifth brother is brave, he will never be more valued by his father Khan than Hong Taiji, and there is a reason.

"Five Baylor!"

At this time, a sentry who had sneaked into the city first rushed back and said: "The word has spread in the city, and Mao Wenlong knew that Wubeile had turned back, and he was so afraid that he fled overnight." ”

"At this time, I'm afraid I've already walked a few miles."

"Where did you hear this, is it accurate?" As he spoke, Mang Gurtai also watched the sentry silently.

"The small one broke away from the army and infiltrated the city for a long time, it's true!"

"Mao Wenlong took the Ming army out of the city not long ago, and there were many Han dogs in the city at that time, and they wanted to go with them."

"Mao Wenlong didn't even bring it?" Mang Gurtai smiled, and immediately understood, and turned to look at the Derg.

"Is it this thief who beat you to the point and fled to me?"

Derg didn't speak, but kept an eye on it, and when Mang Gurtai and Zhenglan Qi entered the city, he slowed down his horse, and walked more and more slowly with the few remaining Bayala guards.

Mang Gurtai did not change his bad nature, and the first thing he did after entering the city was to order Yizhou to be slaughtered again.

The soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner broke into the houses and courtyards of the local Liao people and Korean people one by one, and as in the past, they would not say much when they met the men, and they would directly stab them on the head.

If you meet a beautiful woman, you throw away your sword and spear, and pounce on you to do that terrible thing.

In the city of Yiju, all of a sudden it was a blaze again.

A woman flees the street with her clothes torn to shreds, but the hellish scene outside makes her despair.

On the corner of the street, a slave rider was carrying a child with bloody flesh and blood, laughing cruelly.

A few steps forward, another Korean woman rushed out of the room and slammed into the wall without a moment's hesitation.

Finally ran to the east gate, but soon, the woman's rising hope turned to despair.

There were many real slaves and fake slaves around the city gate, all of them with lustful eyes, and in order to catch her, they didn't even care about knives and guns.

The Liaomin woman staggered a few steps and resolutely followed in the footsteps of the North Korean woman.

The next moment she hit and died, there was a sudden shout of killing outside the city.

"Don't panic, the Dongjiang Army is back!"

The Dongjiang Army, which had been suppressed for a long time, quietly moved to the surroundings of Yiju City when the Houjin soldiers and horses completely entered the city and began to kill.

At this time, they set their positions and rushed in from the four gates, with a sound of thunder and unimaginable momentum.

Mao Wenlong roared, rushed in from the east gate, and gently grabbed the waist of the Liaomin woman at the last moment before her body fell.

"It's me who is sorry for you... It's me..."

"General, don't forget to restore the land..."The woman stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to use her last strength to caress Mao Wenlong's vicissitudes of life.

Mao Wenlong's heart tightened, and he hurriedly held her hand and put it on his face.

However, the next moment, the woman was already angry.

Mao Wenlong shouted, and Mao Chenglu, who was following behind him, saw this, his eyes were frightened, and he rode a war horse and rushed forward.

In a moment, the real slaves and fake slaves around him have been slaughtered.

Suddenly, Mao Wenlong put down the woman, raised the bloody blade, and roared at the group of unclothed Liao people: "If you want to keep your ancestors' hair, follow us!" ”

Mao Chenglu shouted: "Regain Yizhou and expel Jianyu!" ”

The hundreds of Liao people around suddenly burst into tears, picked up the flat pole and hoe, turned around and roared at the slave soldiers.

Many fake slaves were also sad and indignant, and some cut their braids, took off their fake skins, and rebelled on the spot and joined the Dongjiang Army.

On this night, the fireworks and the mud and dust raised by the horses' hooves stained the originally dark sky over Uiju, and the sonorous sounds, roars, and screams were intertwined, playing a triumphant song of recovering the land.

In the middle of the night, Mang Gurtai led the remnants of the army to retreat to the west of the city, intending to break through a hole and go north to find Nurhachi.

At this time, there was a thunderous cheer in front, and it was Mao Wenlong himself who led the cavalry to chase after him.

"Dog slave, how many innocent people have died tragically under the butcher's knife, tonight is your death!"