"Xie Wu is gone." Han Yan'er's voice was a little cold, but judging from his half-stretched eyebrows, there was still a lot of helplessness in this sentence.

The golden crow has already fallen to the west, and the sunset in the sky is blood-stained and wrapped in a bewitching makeup, revealing a girlish blush and flying cheeks, and shyly greeting the devastated land.

The alluring beauty could not touch everyone's hearts at this time, and the solemnity and coldness covered everyone's faces. Although the midsummer has been far away, the comfortable and comfortable autumn wind has been refusing to show up, causing layers of sweat to ooze densely on the heads of everyone wrapped in red scarves.

After Han Yan'er spit out these words, he kept silent, silently waiting for the soldiers below to give him some feedback.

He didn't speak, and the people below didn't speak, and even a few impulsive and flamboyant "big voices" in the past bit their lips and were angry, and the atmosphere in the audience quietly became embarrassing.

After a while, an old man with white hair owed a debt, so he regarded it as a salute to Qianhu, and then raised his head and asked with a solemn face: "Han Qianhu, what Xie Wu said before leaving is true?" ”

Han Yan'er followed the prestige, and saw that this old man was in good spirits, carrying a short scythe for mowing grass. Despite his age, the red scarf tightly tied around his head undoubtedly indicates his identity.

"Dad, this is in the army, you can't rely on the old and sell the old, quickly make amends to Mr. Qian." The middle-aged man next to Lao Suo was obviously a soldier who valued military discipline and military regulations, and he was afraid that his father's stubborn temper would collide with Mr. Qian, so he hurriedly retreated and showed his figure, bowed to Han Yan'er and smiled awkwardly, and explained: "Brother Han, forgive me, my father is old, and he always has this bullish temper when he speaks, and he can't change it no matter how he persuades him." ”

"Is that you?" Han Yan'er recognized this man who defended his father at a glance. When the Asu army under the command of Heguo came to Cai Hengzheng to rebel violently, it was to protect the young son of his family that one of his henchmen was tragically killed.

When the middle-aged man saw that Han Yan'er recognized him, he smiled politely, hugged his fists and said, "Brother Han has a good memory." ”

Han Yan'er nodded, did not continue to greet him, and looked at his father, that is, Lao Suo, who was still stiffening his neck and staring at him.

"Old man, if you want to repay your grandson for saving his life, you can have a strong son like you, you don't need your old relatives to come, the sword has no eyes on this battlefield......"

After hearing this, Lao Suo became more and more unceremoniously "hummed" from his nostrils, and raised his voice with two white eyebrows: "Although we are old and useless, but this is black and white has always been clear, we will save my grandson's kindness and you will calculate it separately, let's tie this red scarf, it is the heroic loyalty and courage of the Ming Sect!" ”

After these words were clarified in a subdued tone, Lao Suba smacked his mouth, swallowed his saliva and continued: "Don't hide it from the thousands of households, the people who should leave now are also clean, and the remaining thousands of people are either residents of our Shangcai, or some homeless people who have been accepted and recruited by you Han Qianhu." Otherwise, we may also be able to follow Xie Wu's greedy grandson to be bastards. ”

The old man's heartfelt words were not rough, and they were all real vernacular, and the son next to him smiled bitterly when he heard it, but he was helpless because his father's temper was too big, and it was not easy to persuade.

Han Yan'er was also useful when she heard this, and immediately replied: "The old man is right, I gathered everyone together today to talk about this matter." ”

The middle-aged man saw that his father did not provoke the anger of the chief, so he slowly sighed in his heart, and secretly praised Han Yan'er's generosity.

"Han Qianhu, please speak, I'll listen to you." Lao Suo said all the words that were sad in his heart, and the knots in his heart melted a lot, and then he regained peace.

Although Han Yan'er was wearing a linen plain clothes, he could reveal a calm and calm atmosphere between his gestures, and said in a hurry: "If you follow the original plan of the Ming Sect Du Junshi, this Shangcai County is just a bitter cold projectile land, there is no stuff such as horses and horses in front of the enemy, and there is no grain and grass supply and other things to reassure the people, so you should really give up not guarding it." ”

As soon as these words came out, the aborigines of Shangcai immediately exploded.

"How can this be?"

"Our wife, children, and parents are all here, and if we run away, what will happen to our families?"

"In my opinion, this surnamed Du has no good intentions at all!"

"What about Marshal Liu? Doesn't he care about us too? ”

The distracted crowd argued for a while before they gradually quieted down. The previous old man stood on Han Yan'er's side at this time to speak for him. "What are you arguing about? Isn't Han Qianhu still here? Let's wait for someone to finish talking! ”

Han Yan'er threw a grateful glance at him, waved his hand to stop everyone's noise, and said in a loud voice: "In my opinion, Du Junshi's words are correct when used in the marching formation, but they are completely unacceptable in terms of the homeland that needs to be guarded!" ”

After that, he pointed to the banner with the word "Sun and Moon" written on it beside him, revealing a blazing gaze and continued: "I am the foundation of the Ming Sect, and at the beginning of the uprising of the righteous army, I served the heart of the Ming King to help the world and save the people. Now that the villagers who are attached to the Red Turban Army are in trouble, I, Han Yan'er, am the first to refuse to see death or save them! ”

"Well said!"

"Fight with those turtle bastards!"

With Han Yan'er's impassioned statement, many soldiers have already expressed their hearts and are willing to fight to the death with the Yuan army.

"But Han Qianhu hasn't made it clear what Xie Wu said about 'Marshal Liu will not save him when he sees death'." Lao Sue asked cautiously with squinted eyes.

"To this day, I don't hide it from everyone, it's not that Marshal Liu didn't save him when he saw death, but that I had already ordered someone to send a letter to Marshal Liu, telling him not to divide his troops to come." After Han Yan'er explained, an indelible sense of guilt rose in her heart, and she didn't dare to look at everyone's expressions.

Although Lao Suo has been a slang person all his life, he is also well versed in the way of life, and it is not difficult for Han to bite the hidden meaning in his words - Shang Cai will break.

So he let out a long sigh, rubbed his forehead and said, "Marshal Liu is also entangled by the Yuan army, if he divides his troops to save us, presumably Runing's casualties will be even greater." Presumably it was precisely because of this that Han Qianhu let Xie Wu and the others leave, right? ”

Han Yan'er nodded, respected the old man in her heart, changed her name to him, and said respectfully: "The old gentleman is right. ”

He immediately bit his lip and looked at the restless crowd: "I have ordered the general to take out all the remaining money and food, although it is not much, but it can also be used as a soft axe, and take your family all the way south to Yingzhou." The brothers who had the intention of killing the enemy stayed behind and went to Huangquan with me, and also let these Yuan soldiers who had no one in their eyes see that we Han people are by no means straw bales! ”