The evolutionary history of human beings is long, and the evolutionary journey of human beings has been accompanied by hunting. Over time, humanity has mastered more advanced weapons. Hunting has slowly evolved from a survival instinct to a pleasure.

By now, the entire Ming Dynasty has already entered an agricultural society, and there are still some hunters in some deep mountains and old forests. However, due to the harsh environment of the nomadic people in the north, they have always maintained their hunting nature.

Whenever the Central Plains Dynasty showed weakness, some northern nomads would swarm with flying swords. At this time, due to the corruption of the military and government of the Central Plains Dynasty, the army's combat effectiveness was weak. Every time they come into contact, they are a thousand miles away, and for these standing two-legged runners, they are prey in the eyes of the nomads. They will use bows and arrows, and they will use their swords in their hands, to harvest their prey one by one. Whenever this scene appears, it is as if they are urging their war horses on the grassland to chase the food in their eyes.

And when these seven or eight people heard Xiong Jiacai's words, their eyes couldn't help but widen. There was endless anger in his eyes, and his body was constantly twisted, and finally he made a whining sound.

Wu Sangui was not the slightest dissatisfied with Xiong Jiacai's order, and even showed an interested look in his eyes. And it was only then that I didn't know why the Xiong family blocked everyone's mouths, because they were afraid that their voices would disturb them, which would affect their interest in hunting.

Some of the Ming scouts mounted their horses and let out strange screams from their mouths, like a pack of male dogs in heat.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again in the silent hamlet, chasing after the fleeing villagers at the entrance of the village.

More than 10 minutes later, this group of Ming army scouts came on horseback with great interest, everyone with a smug smile on their faces, and from time to time they boasted to the people around them that they had killed a few people.

The seven or eight people who were tied to the ground had long been in tears, and they saw that this group of cavalry had returned. I already knew in my heart that the villagers had probably become corpses, and they were wantonly thrown into the wilderness. You may encounter a pack of hungry wolves gnawing on their carcasses to fill their stomachs.

Their hearts are broken, and they are also remorseful at this time. It's just that it's too late at this time, and they have already become fish on the knife for others to slaughter.

It's just that such a scene is sparse and ordinary in the entire Liaodong, and this time it's just that the two parties have switched positions.

"Did the little general kill them directly to avenge the Xiao brothers".

A scout had a gloomy face on his face, this person and the Ming army scout who was killed before were from the same village, and the two sides helped each other on the battlefield, which can be said to have formed a brotherhood of life and death. Now that his fellow villagers have died tragically, such a thing has been passed back, and I don't know how to make the two old people in the family face it.

Wu Sangui ignored the seven or eight people on the ground, they had no value since they walked out of the room. Its only function is to remove the hatred from the hearts of the brothers.

"Wait a minute, the little general is not in a hurry. Don't we still have a beautiful view of the Spring Palace? Let them observe and see."

At this time, a person who was honest and honest at first glance hurriedly came to Wu Sangui and spoke out to stop him.

And several Ming soldiers around Wu Sangui saw this person get off a few horses and took two steps back, for fear of standing with him.

As for Wu Sangui, the corners of his mouth trembled involuntarily, with a hint of uncertainty in his eyes, thinking that he must not judge people by his appearance in the future, who would have thought that this honest person in front of him would be able to come up with such a vicious method.

This person Wu Sangui knows, and he is the kind that is like thunder, and even in the entire scout army, he is a retreating existence. Because he was new to the army, Wu Sangui naturally had to get acquainted with the people under him, and Xiong Jiacai, as the old man of this scout army, had been getting along for many years, so that Xiong Jiacai could know who passed by him with his eyes closed, and this kind of thing naturally fell on Xiong Jiacai.

Xiong Jiacai may be trying to curry favor with Wu Sangui, or maybe he is afraid that Wu Sangui will cause a situation where the generals do not know the soldiers, so as to delay the fighter, so he naturally introduced everyone carefully.

When introducing others, it was just a light brushstroke, but when introducing this person, Wu Sangui could clearly see a trace of fear in Xiong Jiacai's eyes.

Yes, scared. As the commander of this scout force, he was afraid of one of the soldiers under his command, and if he said it, it would make people laugh and be generous.

Because when scouts inquire about information, they always have to go deep into the enemy's territory. Naturally, you will encounter some Jurchen villages, and according to the habits of everyone, killing, arson, robbing, and forcing women to do things are over. I just don't know when, every time, some men who have built slaves will be left behind, watching them complete the last wonderful thing to entertain the body and mind.

When the first thing happened, everyone only felt a trace of excitement in their hearts. Especially seeing the infinite despair in each other's eyes, it makes everyone get a sense of satisfaction. It's just that after a long time, everyone more or less felt that something was wrong. It's just that this person enjoys it every time, even if the rest of the people don't want to do it, he has to find a secluded place to play alone.

Being alone is not a good thing because it does not easily fit into the group. Over time, everyone also stayed away from this person. At the same time, there are rumors in the army that this person seems to be sick in his heart. The pressure of the battlefield for a long time can easily break through people's endurance. There are countless crazy, murderous, and suicide people, and everyone is used to it, but this habit makes some people really unacceptable. Fortunately, this person only has such a habit, and there is no other violent behavior, otherwise he would have been kicked out of the scout long ago.

It's just that once this gap arises, how can it be so easy to break in.

The man saw all this, but did not explain anything. Because there is a secret buried in his heart, a secret that cannot be spoken.

A thatched house, a young woman, two old people. Although life is hard, it is also happy. Until one day, a group of people who spoke words they didn't understand rushed into this thatched hut.

"Then, what do you see if they are willing or not, if you want to, you will do it, if you don't want to, you can do it yourself."

After all, they are their own subordinates, and they still need to remind each other on the battlefield in the future, and Wu Sangui can't say anything, so he can only push the matter onto everyone.

The expectant gaze came out of this person's eyes, as for the hundreds of Ming Jun around him, some lowered their heads, some looked up at the sky, and some were silent, quietly looking into the distance.

"Such good fun, you don't know how to enjoy".

The man's mouth squeaked, as if he was lamenting that people didn't know how to enjoy life.

"Only you, who have a problem with your brain, will find it enjoyable."

Everyone thought at the same time.

"Little general, there are still some Han family children in the village, how should we deal with these people."

Xiong Jiacai frowned and asked Wu Sangui, it turned out that when the scout was massacring the slaves in the village, he suddenly found that there were dozens of Ming people in the village, which made the Xiong family a little difficult to deal with. After all, these people were all captured by the Ming Dynasty, and they were miserable in themselves. In addition, he was oppressed by the slaves in the village, so it can be said that he is not full.

"How did you deal with such a situation in the past?"

Wu Sangui did not answer, Xiong Jiacai's words, but asked rhetorically.

"It's ......".

"Alas, they are all the people of the Ming Dynasty, and they are already miserable in themselves. You and I are their compatriots ......".

"In this way, collect the food in the village and give it to them, let them flee for their lives in the direction of Jinzhou, as for whether they can survive or not depends on their own creation."

Wu Sangui heard what Xiong Jiacai meant, and sighed softly and commanded.

For Jiannu, he can kill them all mercilessly, but for his comrades who are also children of the Han family, Wu Sangui really can't do it after reading poetry and books for many years.

"Yes, little general".