Seeing the firelight, Huang Han couldn't help but speed up his pace, even if there was nothing to find in front of him, he would not be at a loss.

At least there is a fire there, and you can set up a bunch of bonfires to cook the horse meat you carry, and eat raw meat, Huang Han still feels very uncomfortable in his stomach.

Getting closer and closer to the place where the fire started, Huang Han stared wide-eyed and pricked up his ears to listen, the sky was already dark, but fortunately, there was snow on the ground so that he could not move forward.

It was indeed a ransacked village, not very large, the size of dozens of households, and there was a deathly silence around it, only the "crackling" sound of burning wood.

Huang Han hid in the dark and observed for a long time, but did not find any signs of life, and there were several vaguely recognizable human bodies at the entrance of the village that were motionless, and it was obvious that they should have been killed by Jiannu or other thieves.

After three or four years of experience in the army in Liaodong, he has seen too many scenes of being slaughtered by Jiannu, but at this moment, Huang Han is not uncommon and strange, and his nerves are so thick that he feels a little incredible.

Huang Han quietly touched the entrance of the village, did not touch the remains of the villagers, and found a courtyard that had not been completely burned.

With the help of a burning rafter lighting, Huang Han stumbled to a room on the west side of the front yard.

It was supposed to be a kitchen, not completely burned, with a stove smashed by falling beams, pots missing, some pottery and porcelain scattered on the floor, most of which had been turned into broken jars and bowls.

Huang Han took a fancy to a place inside that could shelter from the wind and rain, and decided to move a few broken door panels as doors, and slept here at night, he collected the broken cans and broken bowls on the ground, and then found some wooden sticks, turned his head, and made some traps.

These small gestures are not really traps, they can only make a noise when a beast or a person sneaks up on their sleeping place.

The half-collapsed kitchen is inconspicuous, and a person sneaking in the dark may step on a half of a porcelain bowl with the convex side upwards, or drop a stick and smash it into a broken clay pot.

Hearing the noise in advance can always give you more time to hide in the dark and be on guard, so that you can better avoid the possibility of being beaten by others because you are asleep, and you should be able to ignore the attack of wild beasts.

Huang Han was busy cleaning up the sleeping place, and suddenly felt that he should be extremely Tailai, and his luck began to improve, and he actually found a few taels of coarse salt in a broken jar, which is not comparable to the white and snowy salt of later generations, there are too many impurities but the saltiness is no problem.

Huang Han knew that the value of salt in ancient times was equivalent to currency, and the biggest consumer goods of ordinary people might be in exchange for salt.

The grain and vegetables eaten by the small people of Shengdou can be grown by themselves, and the clothes they wear can also be woven by themselves, but salt is indispensable and cannot be produced, so they can only be purchased or exchanged.

Therefore, every ancient ruler would control the trade of salt, and the salt tax was one of the major tax sources of the feudal dynasty, so the price of salt was ridiculously high.

Huang Han got salt, and the roast horse meat will not be light and tasteless, and he will not feel weak because of the lack of salt.

Alas! In fact, everywhere Huang Han walked and passed by, there were people, but the homes of the common people were destroyed by Jiannu, and it is unknown whether the people were killed, captured, or hidden.

I lit a bonfire and cooked the horse meat, which was much better than eating raw meat because of its salty taste, although it was rough and difficult to swallow. After boiling a full pot of boiling water in an intact clay pot, Huang Han finally fell asleep with enough water and meat.

When he woke up the next day, it was already dark, although it was gloomy but it didn't snow again, Huang Han stretched his body and felt full of energy and was very satisfied with this strong body.

It was too dark last night, and he was too tired to search this big courtyard carefully at all, and Huang Han still wanted to find something, even if he found a strong door pole, it should be more aggressive than half a knife.

After looking for a while, Huang Han was a little disappointed, the three main houses had become broken walls, and it was obvious that there was more than one charred corpse inside, and he didn't know if it was the owner here.

The house that was not completely burned down contained only some crude furniture, and nothing was found to be usable.

When he came to the stable, which was about to turn into ruins, Huang Han stepped on a hard object and kicked it casually, and found a charred guillotine.

This thing is a must-have for the peasants with livestock, used to chop up straw, straw and so on to feed cattle and horses, Huang Han also often used guillotines before joining the army, because he has cattle and horses at home, so he is no stranger to this thing.

Unexpectedly able to find such a large piece of iron, Huang Han was a little overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped on the rectangular wood of the middle groove, holding the handle of the guillotine with both hands and shaking it from side to side, the wooden groove that had been burned away was easy to peel off.

Huang Han waved the guillotine a few times, weighing the weight, although it was not as heavy as the commonly used horse chopping knife, it was definitely more than ten catties.

The half-cut Qi knife I have now has a blade of only about seven inches, which is too short to be able to swing at all, and because there is no knife head, the action of stabbing is not used, and it can only be used as a kitchen knife to cut horse meat.

With this guillotine, it was different, Huang Han felt that his combat power was instantly improved, and he thought that he could cut off the horse's leg with a swing of the knife, and he was also ten percent sure that he could split the Jiannu wearing iron armor.

After all, this large guillotine is more than four feet long, and the blade is three feet away, which can also meet the needs of two-handed slashing and one-handed wielding.

The current environment is so bad, his situation is too bad, no matter what is not as important as weapons and equipment, of course it is also important to maintain weapons, Huang Han is not in a hurry to hurry, and found a big stone to sharpen his knife.

On the fifth day of November in the second year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, the sky was overcast and cold and the wind was sluggish, and on a small road thirty miles outside Zunhua City, a strong man was striding forward.

His costume was strange, with a roasted horse leg on his back, a half-cut Qi knife pinned to his waist, a large knife with a round hole in his head on his shoulder, and a bloodstained Ming army-style cotton armor.

At this time, the strong man had only one thought in his heart, go home, rush home early, and let his family, including the villagers of the entire Jiulitai, go up the mountain to hide, because Jiannu, who is good at burning, killing and looting, will not be long before he comes to plague Yongping Mansion.

One day and one night blended, and the two ideas came together. Huang Han, a fierce warrior and cavalry of the Ming army, has become a wise man who knows 5,000 years and 388 years below.

Historical knowledge told him that the second year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty was also the third year of Later Jin Tiancong, that is, 1629 AD, which was the beginning of the disaster of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

This time, Jiannu entered the Ming Dynasty and plundered the land of Gyeonggi, and the land of Shenzhou became the hunting ground of the Tunguska savages, and millions of Han families were destroyed, and Yongping Mansion was in a catastrophe.

Huang Han immediately realized that the most important thing was to go home, and to get home before Jiannu plundered Jiulitai.

He didn't think about going to the Ming Dynasty to give advice at all, and he wouldn't go to a certain magistrate or a certain prefecture and Taida Mao Sui to recommend himself to help defend the city, because he knew himself very well.

The commander of the army is not a military attaché, just a big-headed soldier, or a survivor of the annihilation of his own battalion, how to explain that the robes were all killed in battle, and he was the only one who escaped from the battlefield alive?

It is fortunate not to be killed directly by the official master, it is impossible for anyone to give him a chance to speak, and if he has a chance to speak, he can't tell the ins and outs at all.

Besides, a pawn is as cheap as a dog, which official will have the patience to listen to your chatter?

Therefore, it is the most important thing to save your relatives in this life, for the sake of the country and the nation, it is too high, and it is not the turn of a pawn to think about it at present.

Thinking of his parents and a large family in Daming, Huang Han felt very warm, and his heart was shocked when he thought that they might die soon from the robbery of Jiannu.

Zunhua is located at the southern foot of Yanshan, plains, hills, mountains each account for three percent, Zunhua City is nearly four hundred miles away from Yongping Mansion City, if there are two war horses to transfer, Huang Han can rush to Yongping Mansion in two days.

Unfortunately, the situation is very bad now, not only is it difficult to walk in the snow, but also because of the detour to avoid the Jiannu all the time, and when you hear the sound of horses' hooves on the road, you have to leave the road and run into the woods to take shelter.

In this state, walking twenty or thirty miles a day will lead to good luck.

If this continues, let alone notify the villagers in time to evacuate, I can't tell if I will be able to go back alive. Huang Han was very depressed, and he began to make up his mind to get a war horse.