In fact, Han slaves who had such thoughts accounted for the vast majority, and the winter of the second year of Chongzhen was the first time that the Houjin army entered the Kou Pass.

The national strength of the Ming Dynasty is still there, the people still have confidence in the country, their servility has not yet been formed, and the days of being slaves outside the country are miserable, and no one does not want to be able to escape back to Guannai.

However, it was not an ordinary difficulty for the Han people to escape from the prairie, and even if they were not caught up by the Tartars, they could not resist the harsh natural environment alone, and the final result was that nine times out of ten they became food for the wolves.

Sang Yu General Banner, one of the 11 road exploration horses of the "Red Banner Army", has searched in vain for two days without finding a yurt, and today it is early in the morning to continue to explore on the road.

Sang Yu is very diligent and careful, he strives to be the first person to capture the Tartars alive to make his general flag get the first credit, Sang Yu is a senior border army who has served for five or six years, and has not been out of the Fortress to burn the wasteland to drive the Tartars before.

The farther north he went, the more careful he became, knowing that he was far enough away from the border wall to spot the Karaqin at any moment.

Not long after the sun came out, the knight of the Mulberry Feather Banner saw the smoke rise from a distance.

Sang Yu was happy when he saw this, and teased: "Damn! Lao Tzu thought that the dogs and tartars were dead, but it turned out that this was not the case! ”

Qiao Dashan, the little flag officer, said with a smile: "It's so good that the Tartar can die by himself!" lest we mobilize the people to come so far to kill them. ”

Sang Yu said disapprerovingly: "It's interesting to have a battle to fight!" It's even more enjoyable to dry with tartar, at least there is beef and mutton to eat! Tonight, Lao Tzu promised that all the brothers would be able to eat mutton with their bellies open. ”

Sang Yu, the chief flag officer who already has six products and one hundred households, has a good brain, and when he saw the yurt, he had already thought of roast mutton, and he didn't take the combat effectiveness of the tartar in his eyes at all.

Xiaoqi official Cheng Yunlai also laughed, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said: "Haha, that's right, I want to kill tartars and eat mutton." Your Excellency, you can arrange it, what should our brothers do next to be able to snatch the yurt and serve a roast whole sheep. ”

"It's especially important not to let go of a Tartar, Qiao Dashan hurry up and take your little flag to the north to set up an ambush, be sure to block all the Tartars who run out."

Qiao Dashan hesitated a little and said: "My lord, this is not good, the intention of the main general is to capture a few Tartars alive, and in order not to expose the actions of our army, we must ensure that no Tartars escape, we should report the enemy situation as soon as we find it, and then carry out the encirclement." ”

Sang Yu said loudly: "That's right, but our family master also said that if he finds that the enemy is within the range of attack, the masters of all walks of life will be able to act cheaply."

Where are there only twenty or thirty yurts, how many Tartar soldiers can there be? There were fifty-six of us, and all of them were well-armed warriors, so the officer thought that it was a good target for the master. ”

It was obvious that Sang Yu was trying to cover up, and his words were suspicious of strong words, but the cavalry under his command all thought that there didn't seem to be many Tartars there, and they all wanted to attack themselves, and didn't want to waste time informing the brother troops to join in.

Seeing that the direct leader insisted on launching an attack, Qiao Dashan would not say anything more, he led ten of his men to bypass Xiangyangpo and turn to the north to wait for work, and equipped to attack and kill the Tartars who fled in the wilderness.

Sang Yu waited patiently for a moment or so, and when he saw Qiao Dashan taking the men and horses away, he shouted: "All of them have changed their horses to check their equipment." ”

After a while, the remaining four small flag officers began to report: "My lord, Cheng Yunlai Xiaoqi is fully equipped with first-level combat readiness. ”

"He Liang Xiaoqi is ready."

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Sang Yu took the lead in pulling down his armor, and the forty-five horsemen under his command followed suit, and he shouted: "At this time, the brothers will rush with the official and kill the Tartars!" ”

The four small flag officers immediately echoed: "Kill the Tartars and fight for a bright future!" Brothers, come on! ”

The knights shouted three times: "Tiger! Tiger! Tiger! "Everybody gallops.

Suddenly, the shouts shook the sky. Enjoying the warmth in the yurt and enjoying the wine and meat, the tartar suddenly noticed that the earth was shaking, and the eight legs were crunched by the cups and plates on the table.

Enemy attack! It must be an enemy attack! The Karaqin people suddenly panicked and crawled to the outside of the yurt, they were all ready to lead the horses, and when they got the horses, they either fought or fled according to the situation.

The Han people who were slaves did not realize that it was the Ming army who killed them, and thought that it was a commonplace attack between the Tartars.

They searched for a place to hide, most of them got under the eight-legged quilt table, and a few Han people had one or two such experiences, knowing that as long as they didn't die in the melee, it didn't matter who won or lost, they just changed their masters at most.

Xiang Chengliang, who was roasting seven Tartars for Hegodet in the yurt, had an idea, he hid behind the long table and looked around vigilantly, a firewood knife was held tightly in his hand, and he wondered if there was a chance to escape from the chaos.

The two young Han women, who were waiting for the Tartars to drink, seemed to be a little numb, and they curled up together in the corners of the innermost boxes of the yurt without screaming.

A Tartar had just emerged from the low door of the yurt when a sharp arrow pierced his neck, and a Tartar who threw off his lap legs and ran to the stable was nailed into the back by a throwing spear, and fell to the ground with blood spurting from his mouth.

The Tartars who drank with Hegolie were all without exception who had participated in the Houjin Army at the end of last year, and they all seemed to have more personalities.

The five Tartars drew their Mongolian swords and rushed out, and the brother of one of their masters, Hegol, then ran out and shot at the charging "Red Banner" knights, providing cover for their fellow swords.

These seven Tartars drank in this largest and most luxurious yurt, and the two masters, the Hao Gelie brothers, had bows and arrows by their side, so they could launch long-range attacks, and the other five Tartars had come to drink where they thought they would be attacked, and they only had Mongolian knives to carry with them.

In an instant, the Hao Gelie brothers had already shot seven or eight feather arrows, and it was obvious that nine out of ten of these feathered arrows had hit the attacking Ming army at close range, but they found that none of the Ming soldiers had been shot off their horses.

Although Hao Gelie's younger brother and the five subordinates who were drinking together rushed out of the yurt and ran in the direction of the stable as soon as possible, it was a pity to no avail.

The first round of blows of the Ming army was extremely sharp, and these six people did not get the opportunity to cut down the Ming army face-to-face, and they all met the king of Hades under the long-range attack of the Ming army.

Hao Gelie, who was sitting in the innermost part of the yurt, deliberately slowed down when he ran out, and he saw his younger brother, who was more than ten paces ahead of him, being shot in the body by three feathered arrows.

His brother didn't have time to put on his armor, and all three arrows went through his chest.

Hao Gelie, who hurriedly shot two or three feather arrows, saw his younger brother spitting blood from his mouth and falling to the ground and convulsed, seeing that there were many Ming troops coming, he decisively stopped, and he rolled into the yurt with a backward leap.