Snow!

In a grass hut at the edge of the forest, a bonfire swayed in the night wind, reflecting several nearby shacks, and whimpering sounded from the shacks buried in the snow.

"Mother, I ...... pain"

Xu Linshan, who was lying in the grass, sobbed from time to time, and a desperate whimper sounded in his throat.

"Child, if you endure it, it won't hurt, it won't hurt...... Ah......h

Looking at the child's bloody wound from the leather whip, Master Mingyi's face changed suddenly, he lowered his head and looked at the green paste-like herbs smashed in the clay bowl, in fact, even if he was saved, he would also suffer in the future!

But in the end, he still put the herbal paste on Xu Linshan's back, then looked at him who had passed out in pain, walked out silently, and then looked up at the white moon above his head.

Sun Maocai, who was gathered around the fire, asked after watching the monk come out.

"Monk, how is the eldest son of the Xu family?"

Master Mingyi didn't answer, looked at the sky silently, and said for a while.

"If only there was salt......

"Ming, please be gracious to the master, ask for some salt!"

"Sir, open grace? Sun Maocai, you drank too much water! Those brutes, when did they treat us as people, and they had more salt, but the salt was not enough for a living person to eat! Not to mention us! ”

"Like, are we human?"

"Brother Sun, are you homesick?"

"Why don't you want to?"

Sun Maocai looked at Guan Nei with a blank look, and then said silently.

"That day, the Manchurian soldiers rode horses to the village, killed people when they saw them, and robbed things when they saw them, I wanted to protect my daughter-in-law, but then I ...... The people fainted, and when they woke up again, they tied us up in two by two. From that day on, it became something Aha coating. Along the way, the people around me either froze to death or died of exhaustion, but even if they were exhausted, they had to carry food on their backs......"

The more Sun Maocai spoke, the more sad and quiet his voice became, and in the end, he couldn't speak at all......

"That's not it, the grain, can't be eaten yet, one bucket of chopping hands is missing, and two buckets of beheadings are missing!"

"Hey, it's still a bit like a person now, don't you remember when we first came. We are like animals eating on our knees, with our hands tied behind our backs, and our faces poking into the wooden trough, like animals that are chewing on them. ”

"Like a person? Are we human? ”

"Do you remember the way we came? The women who held the child in their arms, they hid the child in a padded jacket to prevent the child from freezing, but the child only cried a few times, and the beasts grabbed the child's feet and waved it in the air, and the child fell to death. You don't see a woman crying it's a miserable ......."

"In their eyes, don't say it's a milk doll that wastes food, it's a big living person, haven't you heard of it, the master of the Nalan family, when he saw that the slave in the family had abscesses in the whip scars, he said that he had smallpox, and threw it directly into the ditch, and when the person was still angry, he let a wild dog open his mouth wide and tear his face, and the whole person was torn apart by the wild dog......"

The more the people gathered around the fire spoke, the more heavy their tones became, their eyes desperate, and their tones full of sorrow.

"In any case, I have to live, I, I have to see, see if this god has long eyes, I have to see, our Ming Dynasty really can't restore this Liaodong ......"

"Wait until the time comes......"

Even if it was a cruel word, the man only said half of it, and then sighed in despair.

“…… The bereaved people were in tears, and they looked south to Wang Shi for another year. ”

When Sun Maocai muttered a poem, the monk stood up, and then he walked to the ground with the snow on his head, and looked into the distance by the snow light, staring at the snowflakes flying in the distance......

Staring at the heavy snow, Monk Mingyi's mouth suddenly let out a terrifying long roar:

"Another year of looking at the king of the south! It's another year for the king to look south! ”

Listening to the roar coming from the edge of the field, Sun Mao looked at him blankly, and then let out a heavy sigh.

"Another year of looking at the king of the south! Wang Shi just can't see it......"

There was a layer of snow reflected on the ground covered with thick snow, and with the snow light, Monk Meiyi heard the movement in the snow, and he picked up a wooden stick. Soon several shadows broke into his sight, and the cavalry on horseback was covered in snow, and when they came out of the snow, Mingyi stared at them, and they stared at Mingyi as well.

Almost just when Ding Gui wanted to draw the knife, Ming Yi suddenly said.

"You're not Tartars!"

Master Mingyi didn't even notice that his tone was a little excited.

"You are, but you are the king......"

Although they were wearing the Tartars' white flag and cotton armor, Ke Meiyi still noticed that they were different from the Tartar cavalry, with different weapons and different shoes.

Feeling the killing intent in the other party's eyes, and without speaking, Mingyi seemed to understand something.

"The general is going to clear the way for the army, so as not to leak his whereabouts?"

Throwing down the wooden stick in his hand, Master Mingyi said again.

"If this is the case, the general can do it, but I just hope that Wang Shi can enter the city from the west gate, and after entering the city, he will slaughter the whole city of Shenyang and avenge the souls of my millions of Liaodong Han people!"

Ding Gui, who was about to use a knife, stared at this person, and finally broke the silence.

"Are you Han?!"

"Yes! Although he is a Han, he is not a human being, and the Tartars have taken us captive as their Aha, and the men are slaves and women are the maids, and if they disobey, they will be killed...... As a slave, how dare you be! ”

Looking at the person in front of him, Ding Gui thought for a while, and then asked.

"How far is it from Shenyang?"

When Zhu Guoqiang came to the Zhuangzi outside the city, the residual blood stains could still be seen in the snow, and he didn't even glance at the corpses outside, those people were all beaten to death with sticks by the oppressed Han people in the Zhuangzi, some men and women, some old and some young.

"The grass people have seen the prince of the world!"

Ming Yi, Sun Maocai, Xu Linshan and others, who were stained with blood on their bodies, looked extremely excited when they saw the salute, and the prince led the troops to fight!

Wang Shi is finally going to recover Liaodong.

Looking at the robbed Han people who were kneeling on the ground, and listening to their forced sobs, Zhu Guoqiang asked.

"Why did you let the army go through the West Gate?"

"Back to the prince's words, now the Tartars are using troops in the west, if there are people and horses back to the city, they must come back from the east, and they must enter the city from the west gate, the high walls of Shenyang City are solid, if you don't want to cheat the city gate open, mix into the city, although there are no Tartar soldiers and horses in the city now, but the forced siege of the city is afraid of how much it will be destroyed, the army is attacking the city, and the Tartar women are old and weak for survival, and they will definitely resist desperately, so the grass people think that the prince might as well send someone to take advantage ......of the opening of the city gate tomorrow, and enter the city directly."