Ming and North Korea border, Uiju.

Derge, the tenth son of Nurhachi, his biological mother is Fucha Dafujin, who once accompanied Abatai to conquer Khalkha, and now leads the Blue Banner Baya Guard, stationed in Yizhou.

Early that morning, as Derge was sleeping soundly, he patted his drowsy head, sat up, and muttered a few bird words as the morning sun shone through the eaves of the window.

Suddenly, the Derge began to put on his armor and shouted that the Han maid would bring him a basin of water for washing his feet.

But he waited for a long time, but no one came.

Somehow, Derg felt a little frightened in his heart, so he hurriedly put on his armor and pushed the door out.

In the courtyard of the courtyard of the four sides and three entrances, it was a mess.

All the Han servants, Bayala guards, and the blue flag armor soldiers, there was no trace at this time.

Even when he got the news of Tanma yesterday that Mao Wenlong led the Dongjiang army out of the island and broke through the Dawormjiang barracks, he was not so at a loss.

Derge froze in place, and secretly held his hand tightly on the saber at his waist,

"What the hell is going on?" As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, an arrow cluster shot with the sound of breaking through the air.

Derger rolled away and looked up, only to see something he couldn't believe.

At this moment, there are dozens of Bayala guards in white armor lying horizontally outside the courtyard, all of them are blurred with flesh and blood, and the streets are full of corpses of Han people and Jurchens.

"What about people, what about people!?" Derg went a little frenzy, and with a choking he drew his saber and rode away.

After running a short distance, he was greeted by a positive blue flag bull.

Finally seeing the living person, Derge Dingqing took a look, and saw that the cow was sweating profusely, with a wound on his waist, and stumbling to the front.

"Ten Baylor!"

"The city of Yiju has been mixed with fine work, and the Daoming army has broken the city, calling on the Nikans to keep their hair and oppose my big gold."

"Now that the internal and external news is cut off, please go to the outside of the city to find the fifth Baylor!"

Derg was dumbfounded, clutching the hand of Niu Lu, still repeating: "How can this be... How so! ”

"Then Mao Wenlong, how did he come to Yizhou quietly?"

Niu Lu paused, pulled Derge and said: "Ten Beylers, you are the son of the Great Khan, and you can't stay for long. The general trend in the city has gone, and the Ming army is about to be killed, so go! You go! ”

Derge finally came to his senses, ignored the bull, turned around and galloped all the way south.

Late yesterday night, I was finally attacked by the Ming army, and the Han people who were rebelled by Mao Wenlong set fire to the south of the city.

The people of the Ming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, who had been suppressed for a long time, fought bravely, echoing inside and outside the Ming army, and for a while, a massacre against the Jurchens was set off in the city of Yizhou.

......

In a village a few miles south of Yiju City, goose-yellow wildflowers were eroded by the flames, and a large number of golden soldiers were stationed here.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the shouting that had lasted for several days in the village gradually stopped.

Mang Gurtai captured Uiju in Korea, but did not intend to continue to defend it, and when a round of plundering and slaughter was carried out here, he also sent a team of men and horses to the mouth of the Da Worm River, arranged a bamboo raft, and waited for the opportunity to attack Phi Island again.

The day before yesterday, he led a large group of men and horses out of Yiju and temporarily stationed in Zhuangnai, leaving only the guards of Bayala led by Dege and a small number of real slaves to stay.

In Mang Gurtai's view, Mao Wenlong didn't dare at all, and it was impossible for him to go out of the island, and it was even more fantastic that he could run to Yizhou by his own sentry and horse.

In the village, several Jurchen women were surrounding the Han and Korean women who originally lived in the village, scolding something one after another.

"These Nikans, all with fine skin and tender meat, were born to seduce men!"

"Strip them of their clothes!"

The Jurchen women were rude, they made a lot of noise, and they started one after another, and the captive Han and Korean women were only torn apart by a few rags, revealing a piece of white flesh.

A Jurchen woman stepped forward, pinched the face of a good-looking Han woman, and without warning, spat out a mouthful of fishy, thick phlegm.

"It's just like the vixen, let our own men see it, how can we not be seduced by this Nikan?"

This Han woman had already been insulted and whipped by the Tartars and took half her life.

At this time, she lowered her head, her chapped lips muttered weakly, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

Several Jurchen women gathered around, beating and scolding, touching their rude appearances, and then looking at the white faces of these Han women, they always felt that they were not eye-catching.

The Jurchen women deliberated for a while, took a few knives from a nearby table, held them in their hands, and went forward to rip off the Han and Korean women who were tied to the stakes.

Suddenly, the miserable howl sounded again, and the flesh and blood all over the ground were blurred.

This is not over, the Jurchen women were jealous of the good looks of Han women, so they took coals and burned their faces one by one.

In a hut not far away, several Liaomin men who were locked up together watched their daughters and wives being humiliated by the Jurchens, sighing and sighing.

If someone can't bear it anymore, they will rush out of the door.

"You're crazy!" The other person hurriedly grabbed him and slapped him directly, "The army is coming, don't you go out at this time to let the Tartars notice?" ”

"But, but—" The man was slapped and sat down on the ground, "my own woman is humiliated, but I am sitting here, waiting for some army." ”

"It's better to rush out, as long as you kill a Tartar, it will be revenge!"

......

In the village, Mang Gurtai listened to the report of the sentry cavalry, stood up, glanced at the corpses of several Han women piled up in the corner of the room, and said coldly:

"The rest are all cut down, and the Dongjiang thieves are out of the island."

As soon as the words fell, the Derge in bright white armor rushed in with a saber, and seeing that he was covered in blood and wounded, Mang Gurtai frowned and asked in a low voice:

"What's wrong with you?"

Derge, the tenth son of Nurhachi, his biological mother is Fucha Dafujin, who once accompanied Abatai to conquer Khalkha, and now leads the Blue Banner Baya Guard, stationed in Yizhou.

"Fifth brother, do you still have the heart to play with Mingguo women?" Derge looked at the Han woman in the corner of the room who was no longer human, and hurriedly said:

"Mao Wenlong has arrived in Yizhou, the city of Yizhou has fallen, the horse camp has been destroyed, and the bamboo raft of the big worm Jiangkou you are waiting for has also been destroyed!"

"What did you say??" Mang Gurtai got up suddenly, his eyes flashing with a cold light, "Tenth brother, do you know what kind of crime it is to spread rumors and make trouble!" ”

"Look at me, do you look like I'm spreading rumors!"

When the Derge class went out of the city, he saw the Ming army flocking into Yizhou, and the people of the Ming and Dynasty rejoiced and greeted each other, and they knew that the general trend had gone.

When he spoke, he also looked at Mang Gurtai with four eyes.

"What do you want to do, Yiju has already been lost." Suddenly, Mang Gultai sat down, gasping for breath and asked.

"After leaving the palace of 5,000 people, you and I will take the rest of the soldiers and horses to the north to find Father Khan to ask for guilt!"

After he finished speaking, Mang Gurtai took a close look and sneered: "Derge, I think, you were stupid by the Southern Barbarians." ”

"Dongjiang thieves, how many people are there?"

"He will use fine work, but I won't?" Mang Gurtai got up, strode outside the house, and said:

"In the city of Yizhou, there are still people from the Zhen clan who are not girls, so I should turn back at this time, take Mao Wenlong's head, and dedicate it to my father Khan."

"Mao Wenlong is going to come out to find death, what am I afraid of!"