Chapter 290: A Despicable Sneak Attack
The blazing sun scorched the endless grassland, and at the end of the line of sight, there seemed to be a mist surging.
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infoFrom the sky, this courtship procession marching silently on the grassland is like a long snake sliding through the grass, winding away silently.
Makata, who had drunk water and eaten, had recovered a lot of mental and physical strength, and the original sense of strangeness and vigilance had also diminished a lot.
At this time, while riding forward, she listened to Ding Er, who was guarding her next to her, chatting with each other.
"Ding Er, how long have you been in the Ming Army?"
Makata asked.
Ding Er grinned: "It's not much, it's just a year." Speaking of which, I, Ding Er, can become a cavalry of the Ming army, thanks to Lord Li. "Oh?" "Let me tell you, I'm Ding Er, I'm from Datong Fuyang and Weimao'er Zhuang, I used to be a sheep herder, and I herded sheep for the rich man of our village for a living. In June last year, the Qing Tartars entered the customs and plundered, slaughtering the people of my village, my second parents and eldest brother's family were killed, and my younger brothers and sisters were taken captive by the Tartars as wrappers and escorted all the way to Xuanfu. Speaking of this, Ding Er's face was obviously filled with hatred, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a cold arc. And listening to Ding Er say this, Makata was quite ashamed in his heart. She knew that what Ding Er was talking about was the third entry of the Qing army, that is, the time when her uncle Azig, the king of Wuying County, led the army into the customs. Ding Er continued: "At that time, I and the other captives all thought that after we became Baoyi, after going north to the Qing Kingdom, I was afraid that from now on, we would only become slaves and laborers at the mercy of the Tartars, and there would be no chance to return to the Ming Kingdom. But I didn't expect that when I arrived at Xuanfu North Road, I happened to meet the soldiers of the Golden Wolf Battalion who returned after joining the Beijing Division, and the soldiers of the Golden Wolf Battalion rushed to kill fiercely, and the escorted Qing prisoners were suddenly defeated, and they hurriedly abandoned the prisoners and baggage, and fled north. We were lucky enough to be saved. Seeing that Makata was fascinated by what he heard, Ding Er continued: "Subsequently, the soldiers of the Golden Wolf Battalion released all our prisoners on the spot, and immediately distributed food and water to the hungry and thirsty captives, so that everyone had a full meal. Then he ordered that everyone should return to his hometown, and that each man should be given three pieces of silver as his fare. Seeing that the Ming army in the Golden Wolf Camp was so benevolent and righteous, all the captives who suffered on the road were moved to tears. "Are you home?" "No, I was full of bread at that time, and I immediately made a decision, that is, anyway, my whole village is in ruins, and there is no place to live when I go home, so it is better to join this golden wolf battalion and become a glorious official army." Ding Er's eyes flashed, as if he was recalling something that he was extremely proud of: "At that time, I proposed to the commander of the Ming army who distributed the bread that we did not want to go home, but would like to join the Ming army and serve the country. Unexpectedly, when I took the lead, a large number of young and strong people immediately expressed their intention to be a Ming army, protect their families and defend the country, and protect the people. The commander of the Ming army was very happy when he saw the excitement of the crowd, so he hurriedly asked for instructions, and after obtaining consent, he took us, the young men who were willing to become the Ming army, and our families, back to Jintang City on Xuanfu North Road. "Oh, that's itγγγγγγ" "Well, later, when we returned to Jintang City with the army, I and a group of young men who enlisted in the army first became the auxiliary soldiers of the Golden Wolf Battalion, my younger brother entered the degreasing factory as a porter, and my sister entered the weaving factory as a female worker, and the family settled down completely in Jintang City. After two months of training, we, the auxiliaries, were divided into different teams. Because I had been a shepherd and could ride horses, I chose to join the Flying Harrier Light Rider. In the army, every day there are civil servants who preach and educate us, who do not know a single big character, and read and write. At that time, I really understood the reason, and knew that it was thanks to Lord Chifeng Bo Li, who protected the country and the people, that we poor people had hope for life. From then on, I made up my mind that I would follow Master Li to the death. For the sake of Master Li, even if I go up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire, I Ding Er will not blink an eye! Listening to Ding Er's excited words, Makata's heart was mixed. This bastard Li Xiao, who buried his own happiness, this rude and arrogant person in his own mind, can still be supported by his subordinates like this, but it is unexpected. Ding Er didn't notice her expression, he was immersed in his memories, and continued: "After I became a flying harrier, I trained in the battle formation every day, but it was also very hard. However, thinking that I almost went to the Qing Kingdom to be a slave, and that the blood revenge of my parents and eldest brother was not avenged, I just suffered a lot, and it was no problem. Because my battle array martial arts table is more prominent, I was rated as a cavalry sergeant, so a few days ago, I was selected as the escort soldier of the courtship team who went to the Tumut Department and sent a dowry gift, but I didn't expect to rescue you on this slope. Speaking of this, Ding Er's face sighed. Makata's heart was even more entangled and embarrassed. This young man who escaped the butcher's knife of the Qing army, this young man who has a deep blood feud with the Qing Dynasty, is now protecting a princess of the Qing Dynasty, this is simply an incredible story. Perhaps, this Han cavalryman Ding Er, if he knows my identity, how angry he will be, maybe, in a fit of anger, he will kill me on the spotγγγγγγ Seeing that Makata was silent, Na Ding Er smiled and said, "Yagren, you are a lone woman, and you are quite pitiful. In my opinion, you don't stay in the Tumut Department then, and return to Jintang City with us. Although you are a Qing woman, you know the Chinese language, go and be a companion to my sister, and your life will not be lonely. Do you know, I heard my sister say that her textile factory is now recruiting female workers on a large scale, and you went to Jintang City, but you don't have to worry about having nothing to doγγγγγγ Listening to Ding Er's eloquent talk, Makata's heart was extremely bitter. This simple young man, he might not have thought that now I am trying my best to kill their incomparably respected Master Li to avenge my lover Ezhe. She sighed softly, seeing Ding Er's hot and concerned eyes, and suddenly felt like a small drum beating in her heart. She could guess the meaning in his eyes. So, Makata quickly turned her head away from his gaze, pretending not to care, and did not answer him, but continued to remain silent. On the rest of the journey, although the talkative Ding Er was still talking and laughing, Makata was in a messy mood and kept thinking nonsense. A day later, the courtship team had arrived at the border of Tumut, and because it was dusk, Xu Xiu's group wanted to camp and rest. Xu Xiu was a steady man, and when the whole team set up tents on a towering slope, he also sent more than a dozen rangers to scout around. This time, Ding Er was the leader of the team, and he led the team around the garrison for several miles, beating horses and galloping, checking the safety situation. In the afterglow of dusk, when Ding Er and the others were riding their horses north, they suddenly saw in the distance, there were as many as 500 Mongolian cavalry, roaring and rushing in their own direction. "Captain Ding, there are Mongolian soldiers in front!" A sharp-eyed cavalryman shouted loudly. Ding Er was shocked in his heart, isn't this north the Abahanar Division, one of the five Inner Khalkha Divisions, why did they suddenly send troops? When he was hesitating, a group of Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side had already galloped in. "! Everyone like this is ready to attack us with their arrows open! Seeing the cavalry on the opposite side getting closer and closer, the sharp-eyed cavalryman suddenly shouted in horror. However, as soon as he finished speaking, a hideous arrow flew in, with a terrible whistling sound, and quickly shot through the neck of the cavalryman, and the blood flew up like a mist, and the sentry rider, grasping the shaft of the arrow that was still exposed, rolled his eyes and rolled down his horse silently. "Retreat, retreat, return!" Ding Er roared, then pulled out the horse's head, took the rest of the sentry riders, pulled out the horse and fled. At this time, Ding Er had quickly understood why the Abahanar Department suddenly attacked him. Exercise! It must be the Abahanar Department, coveting this large number of dowries, secretly sent people to follow the courtship team along the way, and now I see that the courtship team is close to the Abahanar Department and is about to enter the Tumut Department, and finally can't hold back the sneak attack! What a fucking meanness! Ding Er, who had an anxious face, cursed these ungrateful Mongolian Tartars of the Abahanar Department 10,000 times with the most obscene and dirty words in his heart, and kept beating his horse and galloping, just wanting to lead the sentry cavalry to the garrison as soon as possible, so that Xu Xiu and the others, who were arranging to rest, were ready for battle. It's just that Ding Er and the others, who were caught off guard by a sudden attack, wanted to escape, but it was not so easy. Under the setting sun, a total of more than 60 horses and fast Mongolian cavalry, like a surging shadow, stood out in front of the Mongolian cavalry formation of more than 500 people, chasing after Ding Er and others, and fired arrows again and again, and soon, another sentry fell to the ground screaming, rolling in pain on the ground, and before he could get up, he was immediately whistling Mongolian cavalry, and the countless horse hooves that had been trampled madly were trampled into meat sauce. Ding Er, the captain of the sentry cavalry who fled at full speed, was like a knife. Now he has only one thought in his heart, that is, before his own squad is wiped out, he must tell the unsuspecting courting team the news of the surprise attack of the Mongol cavalry of the Abahanar Division. Whizzing arrows rained down, and from time to time a flying harrier cavalry screamed and fell to the ground. Another sentry beside him was shot in the chest, and he screamed and fell from the side of the horse, but his ankle was still buckled on the horse's pedal, and the sentry who was hanging upside down on the horse was soon dragged to a bloody blur by the galloping horse. Ding Er's heart was extremely painful, his teeth were clenched, and tears welled up in his eyes. How he wanted to stop the horse and save these brothers who were with him day and night. It's just that he knows that the only thing he can do now is to flee back to the station as soon as possible to report the news. Only in this way can these sacrificed sentry brothers die worthwhile. As the sun set, the horse's hooves galloped, and only a few Flying Harrier cavalry and more than 300 Mongolian cavalry were left in this blood-red grassland soaked in the afterglow, staging the speed of life and death. When he finally saw the station like a small black dot on the high slope in the distance, Ding Er didn't have time to let out a shout, and a sharp cone-headed arrow had already caught up with him with a cruel smile. The vicious arrow passed briskly through the gap in his light armor, and with a muffled thud, it shot deep into his shoulder blades. The arrow of this arrow had a deep blood groove, and soon, the blood gushing out along the blood groove quickly soaked the cotton armor around the arrow into a bright red. The intense pain almost made Ding Er faint, and he bit his lower lip fiercely until the blood flowed from his lips, so that he could keep his mind calm. "I can't die! I don't deserve to die! I must report the news of the enemy attack before I dieγγγγγγ Ding Er slammed the horse's belly frantically, and the horse, which was already foaming at the mouth, neighed in pain, accelerated his speed and used his last strength, and galloped away desperately towards the black spot in the distance. When he could see that the black dot was getting bigger and bigger and turned into a black group, Ding Er shouted loudly, letting the few remaining cavalrymen fight hard to play the flag and try their best to swagger. And when Ding Er's will, and the horse's physical strength, were almost unable to support it, he was relieved to see that in the black group in the distance, there were already crowds of people, carrying items, and it could be seen that the team asking for relatives had reacted quickly. When Ding Er was rushing up the hill with his horse, the cavalry following him had all fallen off their horses and died. Ding Er slammed the horse's belly and rushed to the hillside for more than ten steps, seeing that the station on the mountain that had been set up was close in front of him, at this moment, a vicious arrow chased from behind, with a scream of death, shot through his throat! The blood-dripping arrow, from the other side of Ding Er's throat, was hideous! "Ding Er!" The Han soldiers in the garrison shouted loudly when they saw this tragic scene. These voices were mixed with a shrill female voice, which was the heart-rending screams of Makata. Seeing that this young man, who had been talking and walking with her for the past two days, was very talkative and kind, was about to die in front of him so suddenly, Makata felt a feeling of extreme collapse. Tears rolled down her cheeks, stretching out her hands, standing still. She only hated that her hands weren't long enough to drag him up the slope. At this time, blood foamed from Ding Er's mouth, and he freed his left hand and raised it tremblingly, as if he wanted to pull out the arrow on his neck, but his eyes rolled in an instant, and he fell violently on the neck of the mount. When the screaming mount rushed into the ground, Ding Er rolled off his horse silently, but fortunately a group of soldiers caught him violently. Ding Er's mouth was foaming with blood, making a soft sound, and he used his residual consciousness to wave his hand to Xu Xiu, the director of the Supervision Department, who was striding over, as if he was going to tell him information about the enemy. Xu Xiu burst into tears, he tightly held Ding Er's hand, who was no longer able to speak, and said to him loudly: "Ding Er, needless to say, the official already knows." Rest assured, we're ready to teach these ungrateful bastards a lesson! Don't worry, Lao Tzu will never spare them, and will definitely avenge you and the dead sentry brothers! Ding Er's hand didn't move, and there was a look of relief in his eyes. At this time, Makata frantically squeezed through the crowd and rushed to Ding Er's side, and crystal tears, as if a broken thread, fell on the face of this young Han cavalryman who had only been with her for two days. "Ding Er, you promised me to take me back to Jintang City, and you want to take me to see your sister's γγγγγγ" Ding Er's bloodstained face actually squeezed out a smile with difficulty, his eyes were full of deep meaning, and he raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to touch the face of Makata, who was muttering and crying. Makata, who was crying, understood his eyes, she lowered her face and leaned over gently, wanting Ding Er to touch it. It's just that Ding Er's trembling right hand fell sharply when it was only half a centimeter away from Makata's face, and he didn't move anymore. He's dead. It's just that there seems to be a smile of ease and satisfaction on his face. "Ding Er!" Makata howled loudly, picked up the body of Ding Er, who seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and hugged it tightly in his arms. While Makata was still sad and crying, Xu Xiu, the head of the Supervision and Pacification Department, the supreme commander of the courtship team, had quickly commanded his 100 or so soldiers and dozens of civilians to prepare for battle.