"Master, don't worry. The minion must have commanded. Niu Luzhang Jing in front of Shang Anfu was bareheaded, with his clothes open, and only a single knife hanging from his waist, but under the hot sun, he was still sweating profusely with his chest exposed.

The sweat on his head dripped down his cheeks and became a river.

The harvest is hard work.

"Well, you should also take it easy, don't get caught in the heatstroke, work hard for a few more days, and after this time, let's go to the south to have a good time." Shang Anfu was just walking around, and it was already too hot. Like Niu Lu Zhangjing in front of him, it was even harder.

Because now the grain harvested is not only for the imperial court, but also for their own cattle. When the imperial court allocated grain, of course he had to deliver the grain, but what he saved was the entire Niulu.

If there is much left, Niu Lu will be able to eat enough. There are few left, and it is not uncommon for people to starve to death in Niu Lu, or to starve to death some Ahha.

At the beginning, there was a shortage of grain in Liaodong, and there was no market for a bucket of grain and two taels of silver in Shengjing City, and people starved to death, especially some aha starved to death, which was normal.

But no matter how damn Ahana is, it is also wealth, it is the property of the master, without Aha to work, the work in the fields is all busy with the Eight Banners, then how can they have time to fight. Aha starved to death is also distressed.

Therefore, this Niu Lu Zhangjing will only be more attentive than him.

Hearing that Shang Anfu was going to Lehe in the south, Niu Lu Zhangjing was immediately excited. "That's good." If you can't beat the Zheng army, you will fight the Ming army, and the horizontal and vertical are all Han'er.

"But what about Zheng Jun......?"

The latter is really a disaster, more threatening than Mao Wenlong at the beginning.

Mao Wenlong was just a toad, his own combat effectiveness was too weak, for Houjin at that time, it was a toad lying on the surface of his feet, biting people and not killing people, just diaphragm people!

But what about Zheng Jun?

The guns are sharp, the warships are invincible, and if you start a sabotage war, you will really be stabbed with a knife. In ordinary small castles, you can't stop their strong attacks.

Although this kind of small knife can't stab people, it also hurts and bleeds. Starting from Zheng Zhilong last year, to Zheng Zhibao and Zheng Sen, the two uncles and nephews this year, how many warriors have been lost in the Qing Dynasty?

"The master wouldn't have thought of this? As soon as this grain is harvested, if the Zheng thief dares to attack and disturb again, he must break his big teeth! ”

Niu Lu Zhangjing thought about it again and again, he really couldn't think of a move that could collapse Zheng Jun's big teeth, and if he couldn't move, he wouldn't leave? With such a long coastline, can the Qing Dynasty still guard every place tightly?

But he is not a white ding, and when he saw Shang Anfu showing a confident appearance, he didn't say much. was about to say that he would invite Shang Anfu to go to the village to rest and rest, but the wind happened to rise, and he was so happy that he was so happy that he was cool. Look at the ups and downs of the wheat waves, waves, golden ones, and see even more joy.

"Let's go, go to Zhuangzi and rest." Shang Anfu snorted, got on his horse and ran in the direction of Zhuangzi next to him. Thirty or twenty horsemen ran on the dirt road, raising a cloud of dust, and no one on either side of the road raised their heads to look at them, but buried their heads in the fields.

But before the people could run to Zhuangzi, Shang Anfu reined in his horse.

Many of the Baoyi Ahabs who had been busy in the fields also straightened their waists and looked south.

In the air to the south, a smoke screen rose up. It's like rolling dark clouds. There was also a faint smell of burning between the nose and mouth.

Fire, fire on the south side, fire.

Shang Anfu's face changed greatly, Zheng Thief really ran to Beizhen? He had a lot of horse infantry on the front road, so why didn't he even give a warning?

The crowd behind him all changed color.

Soon, I caught a glimpse of a team of soldiers and horses rushing to the south of Zhuangzi, all of whom were Eight Banner Horsemen. When they got closer, they heard the horse armor soldiers led by him call anxiously: "Jia Lazhangjing, Zheng thief is coming!" Zheng thief is coming! ”

Although he had expected it in his heart, Shang Anfu's face still changed greatly. He asked sharply: "What about the soldiers and horses I arranged on the south road, why is there no one to warn?" ”

"Zheng's horse team came suddenly, and there were a lot of people, four or five hundred. Entering from Luyang (post station), Una Hai was caught off guard and could only retreat to Luyang to hold on. Zheng Jun didn't pay attention to it, and after getting in, he just set fire everywhere. The man replied loudly.

"Four or five hundred horsemen? Zheng thief, a group of pirates, where did they come from such a multi-horse army? Shang Anfu exclaimed in shock. Just because the Manchu Qing Dynasty suffered a lot of losses on Zheng Zhilong, many people in the Qing army have a certain 'understanding' of Zheng Zhilong.

knew that Zheng Jun's boats were invincible and his guns were sharp, but he never saw them have horses and troops in battle. "No wonder they dare to go deep into Northtown."

It's about 200 miles from the sea. Although Huang Taiji transferred a lot of people to Jinzhou, so that a large area near the sea has become a no-man's land, some of the fortresses have not been abandoned, and there are still people around. If Zheng Thief was just a group of infantry, it was really unlikely that he wanted to go two hundred miles deep and enter the boundary of Beizhen.

At that moment, there was no time to ask more, and everyone urged the war horses to run south. Along the way, I saw the panicked Baoyi Aha hugging his head and running around, shouting that the fire is coming, the fire is coming.

No one cared about the piles of grain that had been made in the wheat field. The further south you go, the thicker the smoke becomes, and if you look closely, you can see that the direction of the fire is not limited to one place.

Shang Anfu's face was swollen and red, and he gritted his teeth and whipped the war horse desperately. Behind him, the Eight Banners also gathered, but the latter was dressed in a single coat, at most a pair of bows and arrows, or with a single knife like that Niu Lu Zhangjing. But at this time, they could only keep up, and the cart full of golden ears of wheat behind them could only be thrown on the road indiscriminately.

But. When Shang Anfu finally saw a sea of fire, in the heavy smoke, how could there be any shadow of Zheng Thief Ma Jun?

In the wheat fields, only the blazing fire was burning, and the crackling sound of the wheat stalks and ears of wheat was constantly burning, and the grain that could be stored in the warehouse was burned down! Shang Anfu was distressed like a knife.

The billowing smoke choked people's eyes, and Shang Anfu's anger could not reduce the fire by the slightest. The wind actually rose at this time, this is God helping Zheng Jun.

The southeast wind blew in his face, and Shi Lang laughed.

It's really refreshing. The Tartar soldiers and horses were defenseless at all, and easily asked him to enter the border of Beizhen. Just a few rockets burned a large field of wheat.

Tell the Tartars to suffer a big loss.

Thinking of the way the Tartars gritted their teeth, and thinking of their unforgettable eyes of hatred, Shi Lang's heart was as comfortable as drinking ice water.

Since the ice melted in the Liaohai Sea, Zheng Jun on Juehua Island has been like a bird that has escaped its birdcage, and there is no place along the coast that they have not visited.

Whether it is the west side of the Liaodong Peninsula, or the east side, or even the first line of the Yalu River......

They are like a flock of free birds, flying at will.

It was impossible for the Manchus to abandon all the fortresses along the coast, nor could they have placed hundreds or thousands of soldiers in each of them.

Zheng Zhibao, Zheng Sen's uncle and nephew, pulling artillery and carrying muskets, can really force those small towns and towns.

The Manchus were forced to be in a hurry, and they all beckoned the Korean sailors. But how weak is the latter compared to Zheng Jun's sailors?

The North Korean sailor, who was still in the melee mode of jumping gangs, fought on the Yalu River in vain and contributed more than 1,000 prisoners of war to the Zheng army, but it was useless.

In addition to creating another confrontation against the famous generals of the Qing Dynasty for the Zheng Group, Zheng Zhibao and Zheng Sen's uncle and nephew, the role of the attack was also a transaction with Wu Sangui.

Many of the people Wu Sangui took out were Mongolians. But it doesn't matter, in the light of the God of Wealth, the Mongols are equally subservient.

That is what Shi Lang is leading now. Zheng Zhilong's cavalry that he exchanged from Bai Guangen and Ma Ke is still staying in Denglai.