Meng An Wanyan Sigong looked at the convoy in front of him coldly, waiting quietly.

The convoy was supported by three large caravans, squatting in a group in the abandoned farmland next to the official road, like a turtle with a shrunken head.

However, Wanyan Sigong knew that this turtle had sharp teeth, and if he underestimated the enemy, he thought that he could easily take it down and stew it and eat meat, then if he couldn't keep it, he would be bitten off a few fingers by the turtle.

So he'll have to wait a little longer, be patient, there's still time to ...... today.

"Master." A young cavalryman with an indifferent face came to Wan Yan Sigong and reported in a very orderly manner: "Three carts, three hundred people, half men, there are guns and wooden cannons, but I don't know the specific number. ”

The Qi army has a characteristic, whether it is a regular soldier or a militia, they will not fire guns at will, and it is not bad for a small team of scouts to be able to detect these news in a circle.

Should it be said that it is worthy of being a famous general who once served as Meng'an?

"Living girl, what do you think of this car formation?" Wan Yan Sigong asked lightly.

"The minion doesn't have an opinion."

Syllable!

With a crisp whip sound, there was already a long, terrifying blood mark on the face of the living woman.

"Is this the attitude that a slave should have towards his master?"

Wanyan living girl is the son of the former Bo Jilie Wanyan Lou Room, Lou Room committed suicide in Gaizhou's defeat and fear of crime, and all his family members were not enslaved in the official, and the living girl who was already Meng'an at that time naturally could not be spared, and since then she has been assigned to Wanyan Sigong as a herding slave.

No matter what the identity of the living girl was, he is now an ordinary slave, and as the master, Wan Yan Sigong doesn't say give him a whip, even if he directly pulls out a knife and cuts him, there is no problem.

This is the Jurchen Dajin, with a clear hierarchy.

"The minions think that this formation is not easy to fight." The living girl who had been whipped didn't care about the hot pain on her face, he squinted his left eye, which had begun to bleed, lowered his head and said respectfully: "That big cart formation seems to be very strong, we are all light horses, I'm afraid it will not be easy to take it down, if my Dajin warrior is injured too much, ......." ”

If there are too many injuries to his subordinates, it is difficult to guarantee that Yan Sigong will not end up like Lou Room, a living daughter and a father and son.

Although Yan Sigong is said to be a clan, he is a side branch, and he is related to the traitor silver, and in the eyes of the three princes in power, I am afraid that it is not a sweet tooth.

Of course, Wanyan Sigong could understand the living girl's hints that were close to explicit.

In the great gold that the soldiers will have, a Jurchen nobleman loses the soldiers and horses he has, then no matter what his identity is, his status will decline.

Descending to the way Yan Lou was when he was in Gaizhou, he could go to die.

However, it will not work if you don't fight.

The three princes sent them out to attack these Qi army immigration convoys.

It is not enough not to touch the regular soldiers of Qi Province, and even the main target, the Han immigrants who are full of more than half of the old, weak, sick and disabled, do not dare to touch it, and it is impossible to say that it is left in that army.

"Living girl, you go and talk to those Han dogs, they left ten women and a hundred stones of grain, and they will let them go."

Wanyan Sigong thought of a way that seemed to have the best of both worlds - as long as the Han people left the money to buy the road, he would not get nothing from this attack, even if he didn't fight a battle, he would bring back a little more grain and grass, and it would be better to explain it to the master of Bo Jilie.

The living girl couldn't help but raise her head and glance at Si Gong.

He was surprised, how could this person be so stupid?

He also thought that this was 7 or 8 years ago, when the Jurchen Iron Cavalry could coerce the Han people to offer money and food to women with both hands as long as they appeared?

Now others dare not say that the Han people in Qi Province will definitely not see the big golden soldiers and their legs will be weak.

"Master, they won't give it."

Syllable!

Another whip came over, and this time the living girl didn't take it with her face stupidly, he dodged it a little, and the whip was whipped on the shoulder, and it hurt hotly.

"The master's decision is also in your hands as a slave?" Wanyan Sigong said coldly: "Go and do it." ”

The living girl lowered her head to hide the anger on her face, he didn't dare to continue to say anything more - Wan Yan Sigong didn't even count a P in front of him before, but since Lou Mu's death, the situation has been reversed.

After that, Wan Yan Sigong will find trouble with Wan Yan Huo Nu when he finds an opportunity, not only giving him the dirtiest and most tiring work, so that his busy feet do not touch the ground, but also embezzling his credit, not letting the live girl have a chance to rise again.

Casual insults like this are even more commonplace, and the living girl feels that she is already a little unbearable.

Wanyan Huonu waved her whip lightly, turned the horse's head, and slowly advanced towards the chariot formation not far away very obediently.

As he walked, he thought:

'Wanyan Sigong is an idiot! To talk about this now is to tell those Han people that he has no courage to attack the car formation! ’

But I can't go without saying it, Wanyan Sigong doesn't dare to fight, and he will definitely think of finding a substitute for the dead ghost, this person is probably me. ’

'What should I do?' Really say, can those Han people let me go? Give me a musket and I'll die!" ’

The militia can't be expected to abide by the no-kill rule, right?

What'......s more, Qi Province and Dajin have never recognized each other, envoys or something, even if they are official envoys, Xu Shiyang, the head of Qi Province, has not killed a large group in Jiangnan?

'This is finished, Yan Sigong just wants to kill me!' ’

The beautiful girl thought viciously:

He has embezzled a lot of my possessions, so he wants to kill me! By the way, you can also put the responsibility of not daring to take a taxi on me! ’

Although I don't know how a Meng'an put the blame on the herding slave, Wanyan Huonu just decided that Wanyan Sigong must think so.

'I want to live!' ’

'I must not die!'

Riding her horse less than a hundred paces from the chariot formation, she could already see the firing ports on the side wall of the opposite carriage and the pikemen guarding at the link of the carriage.

This former Jurchen Meng An raised his hands, tried to appear harmless, held back the uneasiness in his heart, and continued to move forward to about fifty steps.

Then shouted loudly:

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I am the messenger, and I want to speak with your leaders! ”

There was a slight agitation on the other side, and a one-eyed strong man appeared in front of Wanyan Huonu, who looked at him and waved his hand, as if to prevent his subordinates from shooting at his own conspicuous and easy-to-reach target.

Wanyan Sigong's idiot didn't even dare to fight the militia of Qi Province, which is enough to show that Dajin is already a checkmate now! ’

Thirty paces away, Wanyan Huonu jumped off the horse and led the horse close to the chariot formation with her bare hands.

At this time, he could clearly see the black hole of the barrel of the Qi Provincial militia.

"What do you want to say?"

The one-eyed strong man jumped out of the car formation generously, reached out to take the reins of Wanyan Huonu's mount, and directly confiscated his horse.

Wanyan knew that if the Han people wanted his life, he couldn't escape now.

But it didn't matter, he didn't want to run away, and he didn't want to go back.