Ah Jingga's words may not have any special meaning, but it is not without special meaning when it falls on Zhu Changming's ears.

You have to know that what you do is something that will lose your head if you are not careful.

This red-armored soldier is much stronger than himself, and if he really fights, he is really not necessarily his opponent, but at this time, if he hesitates a little, he is afraid that the consequences will not be imagined, at least the villagers who have not left next to him will definitely be taken away as slaves, as for how much he can survive in the end, it is difficult to say.

Just when Zhu Changming was about to make a move, the dog next to him suddenly kicked him with his foot, and then shook his body, leaned towards Ah Jingga's side, and rubbed him a little.

This made Ah Jingga very happy, holding the dog's head with both hands against his forehead, touching the dog's thin body, and said to Zhu Changming, "He suffered with you......

Uh-

I don't have dog food, I don't have ham sausages, I can't even feed myself?

What you say is good, you can do it, you will raise it......

……

I saw Ah Jingga take a look at the roast chickens, took one from the very edge, tore a chicken head and a little chicken neck and threw it to the dog.

It's already eaten half of the roast chicken today, so don't use this.

"My lord, look, it's a bit of a waste for you to give this roast chicken to a dog," Zhu Changming said tentatively, and then persuaded him, "If you want to eat it, eat it first, I don't know anything." ”

"You," said Ajinga with a smile, putting her finger in her mouth and licking it as she spoke, "I pull this chicken head and feed it to the dog, even if our tooth-swinging Lazhangjing comes, I can't say anything." You don't know, in the eyes of our Jurchens, this dog is the best companion and can be psychic! ”

Whether this dog is psychic with you Jurchens, Zhu Changming doesn't know, but the dog in front of him is definitely psychic, otherwise there would be no chicken head and chicken neck to eat now.

You said you would just eat, and while eating, you would glance at what I was doing?

Eat, eat, eat, eat you......

After Ah Jingga licked the oil off his hands, he put the roast chicken aside, and then took out another roast chicken, twisted off the head of the chicken, threw it to the dog, and licked his fingers again, and so on.

He threw down six chicken heads to the dog, and then he wiped his fingers, which had been licked white and strong, under the red jacket around his waist, and looked at the dog with satisfaction, like an old father looking at his son who was gobbling up.

"That's not good, you see......"

Zhu Changming looked at the cautious and weird Ah Jingga in front of him, and bit the turtle king eight with one bite, and had nowhere to put his mouth down.

This is Tie Hanhan.

If you don't eat roast chicken, why do you grab the oil on the chicken skin with the dog, lick your fingers, what hobby?

Ah Jingga waved his hand without caring at all, and said very proudly, "It's okay, I'm in love with you dog, I'll bring you over later, don't be like their Nikan, be my ......."

Speaking of this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, because he found that the dog who was happily gnawing on the head of the chicken just now was lying on the ground, and then his head tilted and fell to the ground.

This is, toxic?

Dizzy, the body is weak, it seems that the place is a little shaky, the Venus flashes in front of me, and the eyelids are a little heavy......

Bang!

Ah Jingga's sturdy body just smashed on the ground on the side, and it was estimated that it would hurt a little, but even if he cut his head now, he might not be able to feel the pain.

But fortunately, it was turned over after all.

Although Zhu Changming didn't know how powerful the drug provided by Zhuang Qingrong was, just by relying on the grease outside, he could fascinate a strong man, so it can be seen that the anesthetic effect should be not bad.

Pulling out the short knife, Zhu Changming was like giving him a knife, whatever he did, he could kill one by one.

You must know that the biggest difference between Zhu Changming and other people in the Ming Dynasty is to understand one point: the biggest advantage between Ming and Jiannu is that there are many people, and the biggest disadvantage of Jiannu is that there are few people!

If you can kill one, you will have one less.

Even if the Ming Dynasty can spare 2 million people to fight Jiannu, even if it is a hundred for the lives of a Jiannu, the Ming Dynasty will all die and the two million will be a number, but if Jiannu is killed by 20,000 people, it is estimated that he will not want to recover for decades.

Therefore, he will not be soft-hearted at all.

As for his girlfriend after the Manchu royal family surnamed Jin, let her wait for another two hundred years!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the black-armored soldiers behind are here......"

Zhuang Qingrong came from afar and whispered, "There are still about three or four miles away, and there are countless grain trucks, it seems that they are here to plunder the grain and grass!" ”

Zhu Changming hurriedly asked Third Uncle Sun to call a few people to help move Ah Jingga to the tree over there, put him in a sleeping position, and covered him with a cloak by the way, which was very intimate.

At least Zhuang Qingrong has guaranteed that he will not wake up within two or three hours, and His Highness's plan can be carried out to his heart's content......

The Blackarmies came quickly.

Although it is called a black armor soldier, it sounds similar to a black bean soldier, but in fact, the two are too far apart.

For example, now, three black-armored soldiers control one or two hundred grain carts, and they are actually in order, and even here, it is obvious that it is the place where they are repairing, two of them are still faithfully guarding the grain and grass, and one is beating a horse and coming to Ajingga.

turned over and dismounted, and shouted in a low voice, "Lord Ajingga......"

Ajinga didn't reply.

The black-armored soldier is a little unsure, it stands to reason that it shouldn't, you must know that Lord Ajingga is the most old-fashioned of the red-armored soldiers, or the stubborn one.

At this time, it is possible for him to rest for a while, but he should not be so sleepy!

The black-armored soldier glanced at the three other red-armored soldiers' war horses next to him, and finally felt that he was thinking too much, these were four red-armored soldiers, and when they were put on the battlefield, even if they met four hundred Ming troops, they could return triumphantly like ducks.

So he shouted a little louder again, "Lord Ajingga......"

In his eyes, Lord Ajingga, who had always been square and strict, still did not reply.

At this time, he felt that something seemed to be wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to wake up Ah Jingga, but after walking two steps, he felt a softness under his feet, poof, and fell down!

Not good, trap.

But fortunately, the trap is not deep.

"Poof!"

It wasn't deep, but the force of his fall and his weight were enough to put his body through a black spear!

Even he could feel the roughness of the tip of the spear, it was not sharp at all, and it hurt to pull.

Then he felt something thick and thick, passing through his abdomen from between his legs, a little tearing, very painful! Then it went up to his stomach, to his heart, and straight through his collarbone......

All of a sudden, it's not right!

Strive for a perfect pose next time.

This black-armored soldier only leaked one shoulder and a head exposed on the snow, and from a distance, it looked like a wine jar placed in front of Ah Jingga, but there was a war horse wandering next to this wine jar, and it was indescribably gloomy.

Zhu Changming just glanced at the unlucky black-armored soldier obliquely, and then hurriedly ran towards the pile of grain trucks, and shouted with a smile at the other black-armored soldier who ushered in him, "My lord, my lord, please come here, there is prepared roast chicken, and good soju ......."

"Got wine?"

The black-armored soldier's eyes lit up, but he still glanced at the long convoy behind him, as well as the other black-armored soldier who was still at the end of the crane, and was about to jump off the horse in a panic.

He wanted to jump down, but Zhu Changming was running over again, standing by the horse, stretching out his hand as if he wanted to support him, which made the black armor soldier's heart warm, it seems that the Nikans of the Ming Dynasty also have good people......

It's just that good people hurt a little!

A short knife pierced through the crack in his armor beneath his ribs and into his heart.

Zhu Changming cleanly killed the black-armored soldier, and then just helped the black-armored soldier who was already dead, walked to the fire, let go and fell heavily on the ground, turned his head to look at the only remaining black-armored soldier, as if he was calculating something.

Suddenly, I saw a black thing directly covering the black-armored soldier, followed by dozens of arrows......

About two-thirds of the arrows missed, but even if only one-third of them hit, the black-armored soldier couldn't bear it, his body was crooked, and he planted the war horse with that black thing!

Of course, at this time, the war horse was also unfortunately shot, jumped up like crazy, jumped up, and ran forward frantically......

This accident made the convoy like a frying pan, and all the originally honest people ran around like frightened rabbits at this moment, and even many ran to Zhu Changming's side.

Zhu Changming kindly showed him the direction, and then walked to the last black-armored soldier, looking at being caught in a fishing net, but there were only five or six arrows on his body, and there were even several arrows just hanging on the armor......

That's it?

If he could, Zhu Changming really didn't want these people, but he had no choice.

In the team of more than 200 people, only about 20 people finally stood up and worked with him to design the killing of Jiannu.

Something is better than nothing.

At best, this is barely the strength of a platoon.

"Well done guys!" Zhu Changming clapped his hands, attracting the attention of these people, and then said with a smile, "Look, you can also kill these Tartars, it's not difficult, they all have one head and two arms, just like us." As long as we are not afraid, him, he will be doomed too, don't you say? ”

"Remember, as long as you meet a Tartar in the future, just do it!" Zhu Changming's voice became louder and louder, with an unquestionable firmness, "You have to remember, on the battlefield, as long as you are not afraid of death, death is afraid of you, understand?" ”

"However, isn't it a bit unorthodox and a little too ...... for us to kill people like this?"

"That's it, that's it! Your Highness, what kind of heroes are we like this......"

"That's it, that's it! Your Highness, let's kill people like this, okay? ……”