The people of Zhangjia Village are excited, it's been ten years, it's been ten years, and the imperial army has finally come back.

Many of them are not actually from Zhangjia Village, but migrated from the village where Jiannu slaughtered or destroyed, these years they don't know how many fathers and villagers have died tragically in front of them, resist, they really don't dare, because one person resists, Jiannu slaughters the village, a village resists, Jiannu slaughters a county, all the young and strong are killed, men, women and children are all captured to be slaves, this kind of thing, all over Liaodong has happened, who dares to resist, even if someone dares to resist, others will not let you resist!

They even thought that this life was over, and that they would be enslaved forever.

Now, the army of the imperial court suddenly appeared in front of them, how could they not be ecstatic.

Zu Zehong was a little overwhelmed by the excited people at this time, he was in such a hurry, he still had to save other people, and he still had a lot of questions to ask these people, where did Jiannu get the people in the villages in front of him, whether Jiannu escaped, how many civilians were left here, etc., he didn't know.

He struggled to deal with it for a while, and these people finally calmed down a little, and he hurriedly seized the opportunity and said loudly: "Folks, what about the people in the village in front, do you know where they went?" Also, what about the Jiannu here, have they been withdrawn? ”

As soon as he said this, the people around him suddenly quieted down, and they all looked at a large courtyard not far away with hateful eyes.

Seeing this, Zu Zehong directly said to Yan Shan, the chief banner on the side: "Uncle Mountain Ghost, bring your people, surround them, and don't let any of them go." ”

Yan Shan nodded coldly, then ran back to his war horse, turned over on his horse, and yelled, "Brothers, follow me and surround that courtyard." ”

"Boom", hundreds of horsemen suddenly rushed out of the place where he had just come, and surrounded the courtyard in an uproar.

Yan Shan rushed over directly, drew his saber, flew off his horse, kicked open the courtyard door and rushed in, and soon, the sound of weapons handover and screams sounded inside, and after a while he walked out with a bloody knife.

At this time, he no longer had the panic and worry he had at the beginning, and all that was left was a cold murderous aura, he turned over and got on his horse, returned to Zu Zehong, and arched his hand: "There are seven in total, and no one will be left." ”

Zu Zehong nodded, and then said loudly: "Okay, folks, the Jiannu who guarded you have been killed, and now, you are free, you can choose to stay here and continue farming, the imperial court will send officials to manage it, and it will be twenty taxes and one in the future." If you want to move to a safe place, you can sign up with the soldiers who stayed behind, and we will arrange a boat to send you to Dongfan, Fujian, south of Daming. Also, let me ask again, does anyone know where the people from the villages in front of me have gone? ”

At this time, a middle-aged man finally arched his hand and said: "General Zu Xiao, when I was working in the fields a few days ago, I saw Niu Lu Yimatu with hundreds of people from a village escorting people to the side of the pimple lake. ”

At this time, a few more people arched their hands and said, "I saw it too, I saw it too." ”

On the other side of the pimple lake is the station of Jiala Yasha, and Niu Lu Imatu took the people over and probably concentrated them in Jiala Yasha, and it seems that Jiannu has not had time to move the civilians here, they just escort the civilians close to the fighting area to a place away from the battlefield for a while.

Thinking of this, Zu Zehong immediately ordered: "The fourteenth battalion, the fifteenth battalion stay, spread out in all directions, search carefully, and clean up all the Jiannu in the villages near Dawa, leaving a team of ten people in each village to garrison." ”

The two thousand generals responded and said, "The last general will obey the order." ”

Zu Zehong waved his hand again and shouted: "Eleventh battalion, twelfth battalion, thirteenth battalion, follow me." ”

With that, he beat his horse and ran in the direction of the pimple lake, and behind him, three thousand iron horsemen followed one after another, and the sound of thunderous horses' hooves sounded again, and the whole earth trembled lightly.

On the southwest side of the lake, there is a huge village, where thousands of peasant families gather, and the dense houses are almost endless.

Originally, this village was called Nanwa Village, but now it has become the residence of Jiala Yasha.

To the east of Nanwa Village, next to the Pimple Lake, there is a walled courtyard covering an area of thousands of acres, which is where Jiala Yashar's mansion and his subordinate Zhushen live.

At this time, Jialai Yashar was pacing back and forth in the lobby of the mansion, and their Great Khan had sent someone to inform him a few days ago that the Ming army had rushed to the vicinity of the Liao River to the east of Dawa, and asked him to move all the civilians there to the garrison to take care of them, and then release them back after defeating the Ming army.

He originally thought that there was nothing wrong, but he never thought that the news that came in the past two days was completely different from what the Great Khan said, what defeated the Ming army, the Ming army began to build a fortress on the other side of the Liao River, but the army led by the Great Khan was not heard from!

From that time on, he felt that something was wrong, this time, the Ming army was afraid that it was not so easy to defeat, and the Great Khan might be tricking him!

In fact, Huang Taiji didn't want to deceive them, even he didn't expect that Yuan Chonghuan would be so bold that he dared to cut off the Liaohe ferry with their buttocks, so that he wanted to send someone to inform Niu Lu and Jiala on the west side of the Liaohe River that they couldn't find a suitable place to cross the river.

Perhaps, in a few days, Huang Taiji will send people across the river to inform these Niu Lu and Jia La, so that they can find a way to hide first, or simply retreat to the east bank of the Liao River first, but these Niu Lu and Jia La should not be able to receive Huang Taiji's notice, because Yuan Chonghuan has already sent Guan Ning Tieqi to start clearing the Zhushen, Niu Lu and Jia La on the west bank of the Liao River, and collect the civilians of Liaodong.

Just as Ya Ha was pacing in the lobby anxiously, a Zhu Shen suddenly ran in in a hurry and said in a panic: "My lord, it's not good, the Ming cavalry is here." ”

"Ahh When Ya Ha heard this, he was shocked and said, "How many have come, where have you been?" ”

Na Zhu Shen said in fear: "There are thousands of here, and this will be less than ten miles away from here." ”

When Ya Ha heard this, his face changed drastically, there were thousands of Ming army cavalry, and it was not something he could compete with at all, what should I do, what should I do?

He thought for a while, and suddenly said coldly: "Let Imatu and them lead people to escort all the civilians escorted over to the flat ground outside the gate, take out the knives, and escort all the civilians to the front to make shields, and the Ming army will dare to attack and cut them one by one!" ”

When Zhu Shen heard this, he said "scum" without hesitation, and then walked out quickly.

Soon, thousands of people gathered on the flat ground outside the Jiala Yashar compound, most of them were civilians from Liaodong, and the Jurchen Zhushen was less than a thousand, but these civilians did not dare to move, because almost all the young men among them were taken to the front by Zhushen and put knives on their necks, if they dared to move, their relatives would die!

At this scene, Zu Zehong didn't expect it at all, he thought that a Jiala's subordinates would be 1,500 Zhushen at most, and 3,000 iron horsemen would easily overthrow them, but he never thought that thousands of people would gather outside the gate of Jiala's Yashar compound.

Looking at the dense figure from a distance, Zu Zehong chuckled in his heart, this guy, I'm afraid there are not five or six thousand people, if they are all ordinary Zhushen, if there are eight elite banners in the middle, it will be troublesome, and the three thousand iron horsemen may not have done these five or six thousand people!

As a result, when I ran to the front, Zu Zehong's lungs were about to explode, what the elite of the Eight Banners, it turned out that most of them were Liaodong civilians, and those shameless Zhu Shen actually put a knife on the neck of Liaodong civilians to threaten him!

He didn't dare to act rashly, after all, this was thousands of lives, and when he was still two or three hundred steps away from the gate of Yasha's mansion, he raised his hand to slow down the cavalry behind him, and when he was still more than a hundred steps away from the crowd, all the cavalry stopped.

Seeing the scene in front of them, the three thousand Guanning Iron Cavalry soldiers were all blinded, and there were five or six thousand fathers and villagers in front, if they rushed over, there might not be many fathers and villagers who could survive.

In the team of Guanning Iron Cavalry, there were many people with tears in their eyes, because they saw their relatives, and they had been separated from their relatives for several years, or even more than ten years, and finally met, but they didn't expect it to be life and death!

They didn't dare to speak, lest they interfere with Zu Zehong's decision, Guanning Tieqi is not a rabble, they are the elite of the Ming Dynasty, the military discipline is strict, almost cruel, if anyone dares to disturb the morale of the army, it is absolutely, kill, no, pardon!

Zu Zehong is also quite contradictory at this time, rushing, or not rushing, it is really difficult to choose.

If you don't rush, then the mission of this trip will be a complete failure, not only did he fail to save Dawa's father and fellow villagers, but also let Zhushen, Niu Lu and Jia La run away, go back, it is definitely a military law, even if he is the son of Zu Dashou, it is useless!

If you rush forward, at least half of the five or six thousand fathers and villagers in front of you will be killed, how can you bear it!

After all, he is still young, not ruthless enough, not decisive enough, if it is Zu Dashou, he will definitely wave his hand without hesitation, "kill"!

At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from the crowd in front of him: "Who is coming?" ”

Zu Zehong was stunned when he heard this, did he fight with words?

He is really not afraid of this, when it comes to scolding, Ning Yuan's ancestral family is also one of the best in Liaodong, he said arrogantly: "Dare to ask your grandfather who I am, you can stand firm, your grandfather is Ning Yuan's ancestral family Zu Zehong, your grandfather!" Which green onion are you? ”

When Ya Ha heard this, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and a guy in his twenties dared to call himself a grandfather in front of him!

When the civilians of Liaodong who were detained in front of the battle heard this, their eyes showed a scorching light, it was Ning Yuan's ancestral family, the descendants of General Zu, and the imperial army came to save them, almost all of them were in good spirits, and they changed their desperate appearance just now.

Yasha took a few breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then shouted again: "Boy, don't be crazy, your grandfather Yashaha doesn't want to be like you today, acquaintances, hurry up, if you dare to rush over, I will slaughter all these untouchables." ”

Despicable and shameless!

Zu Zehong said angrily: "Sun Tzu, there is a kind of head-to-head, you can win against your grandfather, and your grandfather will withdraw immediately." ”

Yasiha laughed and said: "Fighting and killing is the work of a reckless man, we Jurchen are talking about etiquette and morality, or that sentence, acquaintances, hurry up, otherwise I will order to kill." ”

Zu Zehong really has no choice but to deal with this kind of shameless person, he couldn't help but look back, originally wanted to give him a trick from the uncle present, but he didn't expect that it was a soldier who secretly wiped his tears, obviously, there were relatives among the ordinary people in front of him, and he couldn't bear it anymore!

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe in the crowd suddenly said aloud: "Lord Yasha, why don't I persuade General Zu a few words?" ”

This is a showman, a showman who participated in the imperial examination of the Ming Dynasty seriously, Houjin is still more polite to these people, like Huang Taiji's favorite minister, the big traitor Fan Wencheng is just a show talent in the Ming Dynasty, but I don't know how many strategies he has planned for Huang Taiji, Yasiha also wants this Yang Xiucai to be used by him, but unfortunately, this Yang Xiucai has always been cold to him, and would rather work hard to farm, endure cold and hunger, and not accept any gifts from him.

Is this guy enlightened, or does he not bear to let so many civilians die in front of him?

Knowing this, it was estimated that he would succumb to cutting a few untouchables directly in front of him, Yasiha secretly regretted it, and pretended to be generous: "Since Yang Xiucai has the heart to resolve this military disaster, then please." ”

He said this politely, but his eyes unceremoniously motioned to Zhu Shen behind Yang Xiucai to follow, watch carefully, and don't let this kid take the opportunity to run away.

When Yang Xiucai heard this, as if he didn't have a blade on his neck, he walked straight to the crowd, so frightened that Zhu Shen, who was holding him, hurriedly carefully controlled the knife in his hand, for fear that he would accidentally cut his neck.

Fortunately, Yang Xiucai's pace is not very big, otherwise this knife is really difficult to control.

Yang Xiucai came to the front of the formation, and immediately said loudly: "General Zu, please forgive me for being rude, you are a little late!" ”

When Yashar heard this, he couldn't help but smile on his face, this talent is really enlightened.

Zu Zehong lowered his head in shame when he heard this, because he was indeed late, and this place had been occupied by Jiannu for more than ten years!

Yang Xiucai then sighed: "It's been ten years, ten years, and the people of Liaodong have fought countless times, but they haven't received support from the imperial court, and we are only greeted by death, do you know?" ”

Yasha's smile was even stronger, and Zu Zehong's head was lowered.

Yang Xiucai suddenly said impassionedly: "Fortunately, the blood of our Liaodong people is still not cold, and we still remember our homeland, we are the people of the Ming Dynasty, why do we want to beg under the crotch of Jiannu, fathers and fellow villagers, take out your courage to fight with Jiannu, isn't it death, death is also dignified, and death must be the ghost of the Ming Dynasty!" I, Yang someone, am not talented, take the first step, guide everyone to the soul, and return to the Ming Dynasty! ”

After that, he grabbed the blade on his shoulder and wiped it on his neck, "poof", a blood splashed out, staining the butcher's knife red, and also dyeing the eyes of countless civilians in Liaodong.

Zhu Shen, who was holding the knife behind him, was stunned, Yasiha was stunned, and Zu Zehong was also stunned.

Suddenly, a civilian behind Yang Xiucai wiped the blood on his face and roared: "If you fight with Jiannu, you will be a ghost of the Ming Dynasty if you die!" ”

After yelling, he directly grabbed the blade on his shoulder with both hands, and hit his head on the forehead of Zhu Shen, who was guarding him, and with a "poof", the two fell to the ground at the same time.

"Ah, if you fight with Jiannu, you will be a ghost of the Ming Dynasty when you die!"

Countless roars sounded, and the flat ground suddenly became chaotic, countless blood spilled, and steaming heat came out, and the blood was clearly still hot.

Seeing this scene, Zu Zehong wiped away his tears, pulled out his saber, and shouted angrily: "Kill, kill all the slaves, and avenge the fathers and villagers!" ”