What are we?

……

Everyone's question made everyone stunned.

What does it mean to be a big boss?

We are......

Who are we?

If we're bandits, why bother with a waist card.

If we are bandits, why keep our armor......

If we just want to live, why bother with avenging our families?

"I, Xu Zhiyuan, am a thousand households in Dongjiang Town, Daming, and I dare not forget until I die, who are you!"

Staring at the big guy, Xu Zhiyuan said loudly.

"Go back to Qianhu, we are soldiers of Daming Dongjiang Town!"

We are not bandits, we are not bandits, we are Ming officials! It's a soldier of Dongjiang Town! We are in a foreign land, not to survive, but to kill!

Standing up, Xu Zhiyuan pursed his lips, and then stared at the people in the hall and said.

"As the officers and soldiers of Dongjiang Town, if we allow Dongyu to pass by safely, how can we be worthy of Mao Shuai, Shen Junmen and the spirits of the Dongjiang brothers in the sky! As long as I wait for a breath, Dongjiang Town is here, and as long as Dongjiang Town is here, we can't let Dongjiang pass under our noses. Tell the brethren to prepare food and grass and fight the prisoners! ”

Everyone in the hall said one after another.

"No!"

With that, everyone walked out of the hall, and Kim Myung-sun, who was kneeling on the ground, kept kowtowing and thanking him.

"Thank you for the kindness of Lord Qianhu, thank you for the grace of Lord Qianhu for rescue......"

"Jin Mingshan, go back, tell your home observer, and say-Allow the North Koreans to betray their faith, but don't allow me to wait for injustice, as long as he has the heart to resist the capture, I will send troops to help."

"I wonder how many soldiers and horses can be dispatched under the command of my lord?"

Kim Myung-sun asked tentatively

"A thousand!"

When he heard this number, his face suddenly became a little unnatural, it was only a thousand.

After Jin Mingshan left, Su Shilin looked at the big boss and said for a while.

"The big boss, go here......"

"Only death!"

"North Koreans don't necessarily come!"

He had already seen the strange expression of Kim Myung-sun's expression before.

"I'm waiting for the Ming official army!"

Xu Zhiyuan looked a little stubborn. Faced with the answer of the big boss. He let out a long sigh.

"That'...... I'm going to let people sew a flag, even if I die, but also let people know who we are. ”

"No sewing!"

Xu Zhiyuan shook his head and said.

"Just use the flag we've been carrying! The flag we brought from Iron Mountain! ”

……

The wind blew from afar, and Xu Zhiyuan was still holding the spear in his hand, and the head of the spear was not wrapped in cloth and tied with rope as in the past, but unfolded.

It's a flag, a worn-out chess piece. The wind blew the flag on the gun, and the worn-out flag swayed with the wind.

In the history books, the Han officials and envoys will hold festivals when they are in foreign lands, which are sent by the emperors to the envoys who go out, and Su Wu holds the festival to look south, and he has no festivals, only this flag, this flag brought from Tieshan.

And this New Year's flag is the festival in the hearts of him and his brothers! In the past few years, he would carry the flag with him wherever he went, carefully wrapping it around the gun, and today it finally unfolded.

glanced at it from a distance in the direction of Daming, and when he turned around again, Xu Zhiyuan asked silently.

"What about the North Koreans?"

"Qi Yu Qianhu, didn't come!"

……

Responding lightly, Xu Zhiyuan didn't speak, it was really not credible. He looked left and right, Su San and they were all riding on horses, holding riding guns, and no one spoke.

"Brethren ......"

"Thousands of households, we are all Liaodong Dongjiang soldiers, holding a liter of fried rice, it can last for more than ten days, killing captives and killing slaves is really our duty, and this time we should return the Koreans!"

"What is returning the Koreans, we are for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, today we have to let the Dongyu taste the power of our Dongjiang soldiers!"

Brothers, your words made Xu Zhiyuan smile, his hand holding the barrel of the gun, feeling the flag above.

That flag was the flag that Xu Zhiyuan brought out from the pile of dead people in Iron Mountain, the flag that had been burned by fire, cut by knives, and shot by arrows, that was the flag that had been soaked in the blood of the brothers, and that was the flag that fluttered on the bones of the brothers.

"As long as the scorching sun in the sky is in the sky and the moon is in the sky, then our Ming flag will be there!"

The flag is there, and we are there, so why bother whether the North Koreans are treacherous or not? It doesn't matter if they come or not, the important thing is that we are there.

……

Two pillars of smoke slowly rose from the top of the mountain in the distance, this is the sentinel sent to ignite the wolf smoke on the top of the mountain, one pillar of smoke is a thousand, what about two?

It must be two thousand!

Hit?

Of course you have to fight!

"Military ......"

Xu Zhiyuan, who originally wanted to call the military advisor, changed his words when the words came to his lips.

"You take more Chen Liang and they go to the place we chose before, and then everything goes according to plan......"

After deploying them one by one, Xu Zhiyuan looked at the more than 200 brothers around him, all of them without exception holding a gun in one hand and holding the reins of a horse in the other, just standing quietly like that.

"Feed the horses first, there is a tough battle to fight today......"

After giving the command, he slammed the gun to the ground, and then Xu Zhiyuan took off the grain bag next to the saddle, grabbed a handful of wheat and fed it to the horse, and the horse slowly licked the grass into his mouth with his tongue. At this moment, the valley was silent, and the brothers were all there to feed, waiting for the arrival of the East Captive.

No one spoke.

Only the mountain wind blew the flag, and occasionally they would look at it, and then a smile appeared on their faces, as if the flag had brought some kind of comfort to their hearts.

About an hour later, the brothers at the outpost rode back, and only five of the dozen horsemen remained.

"What about the others?"

"No, no ......"

Su San said while panting.

"Tartar, Tartar quickly, come over quickly, then, that arrow is really accurate......

Before Su San and them could take a breath, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and everyone took a look, only to see dozens of horsemen coming towards this side, and finally they were a hundred steps away, suddenly stopped, and then threw a guy in red-edged Ming iron armor on horseback to the ground!

Everyone was staring at the hapless guy who had been caught.

Staring at the brother who was caught, Xu Zhiyuan snorted.

"It's Li Lao Liu......"

The person who was captured by the captives was Li Laoliu, a native of Liaoyang.

After giving the signal, they fled all the way, but they did not think that they still did not escape the sentinel of the eastern captivity, and half of the brothers were killed and wounded, and he was captured alive.

Li Lao Liu's helmet had long since fallen somewhere, and under the gray bun was a face full of cangsang.

After he was thrown to the ground, he looked up and saw the brothers in front of him, and looked at the brothers lined up, and he laughed, and it was okay, the brothers were ready.

When he smiled, Li Ye on horseback asked loudly:

"Li Lao Liu, we are also from the Dongjiang River, the prince said, the soldiers of the Dongjiang River, as long as they are willing to surrender, they will go to the sky to help the soldiers, and enter the Eight Banners of the Han Army, and ask you if you are willing to surrender?"

Li Ye, who is also from Dongjiang, said:

"Besides, there is no Donggang Town for a long time, what kind of life are you living in North Korea? Avoid going into the mountains to be thieves and bandits, as long as you return, the prince will definitely not treat you badly! Go and persuade them to submit to the king, and when the time comes, you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver. It's all a family, so why fight to the death, besides, why are you standing here now? For the sake of Daming? What are you? ”

Li Lao Liu never felt that he was an iron-clad tough guy, he didn't know much, that is, when he was a child, his mother held the books of "Four Words of Opposites" and taught him to read some words, and then his mother died, and his father was good at drinking, so no one taught him.

In his original life, he would be like his father, as a military household of the Ming Dynasty, planting those few acres of land, and then marrying a daughter-in-law to live for the rest of his life.

In fact, if there was no Dongyu, life would have gone on like this. But Dongyu came, his father died on the battlefield like many people, he picked up the knife, luckily did not die, but became the Aha slave of Dongyu, and later, I heard that Mao Shuai opened the town of Dongjiang, he really couldn't stand being enslaved by Dongyu, like many people, escaped from the Zhuangzi of Dongyu, fled to Dongjiang, and from that day on, he was a soldier of Dongjiang.

He was confused, when he was fighting, if he didn't drop the knife in his hand, he wouldn't have become a prisoner, even when it was Dongjiang, he was also a little cautious, the older a person is, the less timid he is.

is right now, once again taken by the Eastern Captives, Li Laoliu's heart is still alive, and after he descends, he can enter the sky to help the army, that is a gratifying soldier, still gratifying...... He is from Dongjiang, and he still thinks of old feelings in his heart. Well, it was the one who captured Iron Mountain and Phi Island, and said that the North Koreans were the guides, but in fact, who was the real guide?

It's just Shang Kexi!

Descend to avoid death, and you can also enter the Eight Banners!

What a good thing!

He was stunned, he didn't know whether to be happy or afraid in his eyes, he just wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, he wanted to hang his head down, but he couldn't lower his head.

If he bows his head, why should he bow his head today!

Why would you rather die in a foreign land than be a slave in Liaodong, just so that your children and grandchildren can live with their heads held high!

After thinking about it clearly, Li Lao Liu smiled.

His smile was bright......

It's just the smile of an ordinary person after figuring out something. It's not a hero's smile, it's not free, it's not heroic, it's just an ordinary person's smile.

In fact, heroes are also ordinary people.

When he raised his head, he saw the flag beside the big boss, the broken flag, at this moment, he seemed to understand why the big boss kept it with him, he didn't understand him, but at this moment, he understood.

Looking at the flag from a distance, Li Laoliu's smile became even brighter, and he seemed to have found a home in his heart.

He smiled and shook his head, his gray hair scattered in front of him.

"Loyal ministers don't care about the two masters, and martyrs don't have two husbands."

With that, he endured the pain from falling from his horse, struggled to get up, and straightened his chest!

"I, Liaoyang Li Lao Liu, the soldiers of Dongjiang Town, Daming are also! Don't drop Hulu! ”