In August, on the wilderness outside Zhengzhou, there is a piece of yellow cancan.

Li Yan passed through Henan for two years, and the people resumed farming, and the local area gradually regained a little vitality.

Due to the end of the battle for Guanzhong between Ming and Shun, Henan had a relatively stable environment, and the people could be fixed in one place, and there was land to cultivate, so a large number of crops were sown.

Originally, the crops in the fields were about to ripen, and the hard life of the people in Zhongzhou was coming to an end, but as soon as the Qing army came, most of the people fled to the country, and no one harvested the crops, so they had to be cheaper.

On this day, on a small road in the southwest of Zhengzhou City, a Tartar led the way, led more than a dozen vests and foot armor, escorted a group of people, and drove several carts to Zhengzhou.

On both sides of the trail, there are patches of crops, the autumn breeze blows, rolling up layers of wheat waves, and the air is filled with the fragrance of grain and wheat grass, which is refreshing.

This should have been a beautiful picture, but the people who were driven by the Tartars could not appreciate the joy of the imminent harvest. They are weeping over not being able to control their own destiny.

Several Tartars rode on horses, but they looked around with great interest, pointing to the surrounding crops, and deliberating that they would come to the harvest in a few days, and when the crops were ripe, they would bring some slaves to harvest.

At this time, the team was advancing, and the Tartar who was walking in the middle of the team led the way, but suddenly reined in his war horse and looked up at the sky.

More than a dozen tartars also reined in their horses, and their faces were a little surprised when they saw the black grass ash like catkins floating in the sky.

The leader reached out to catch the black ashes, and his fingers crushed it, and his face was full of shock.

At the same time, the Tartars looked back one after another, only to see that the sky to the south was gray, and the sky was full of black ashes, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

On the horizon, there was another scene, with fires flickering everywhere and the earth a red color.

For a time, the sky was dark, the ground was red, and in the middle were the pillars of smoke connected, as if the sky was falling and the end was coming.

At this time, the leader of the Tartars instantly burst into anger, and his mouth cursed angrily, so he pulled out the reins of his horse, led the two horse soldiers, and ran southward, while the rest of the Tartars scolded the people, ordered them to squat, and then pressed the knife in their hands, and looked around vigilantly.

The three Tartar cavalrymen galloped rapidly, and in a short time, they ran out for more than ten miles, and saw a burning wheat field in the distance.

Between the ridges, there are many figures running around with torches, lighting fires everywhere and burning the fields.

The Tartars instantly understood that this was the deliberate arson of the Southern Barbarians, and the leader was also arrogant and rampant, and there were only six people, so they pulled out the war knife at their waists, and rushed over with bows and arrows to destroy this group of barbarians who did not know whether to live or die.

When the arsonists saw a few Tartars coming, they immediately rioted and ran away.

At this time, several cavalrymen wearing black armor in the distance saw the Tartars, led by a red-faced man, and immediately carried a Guan knife, and said to the left and right: "Don't move, learn a little!" ”

After speaking, Hu Dawei grabbed the horse's belly and rushed out alone, leaving several cavalrymen behind to look at each other.

The Tartar horse soldier noticed this cavalry, the leader narrowed his eyes, clenched his sword, and a horse armor behind him, galloped his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow with a "sigh", heading straight for the red-faced man.

Hu Dawei galloped on his horse, and when he saw the three Tartars in front of him, he couldn't help but sneer on his face.

He has been fighting for many years, and his martial arts are strong, and a few Tartars don't pay attention to it at all. Today, he tried his skills and let Gao Yihuan see his skills.

Thinking of this, he let out a loud cry and galloped his horse, just as a Tartar in front of him released his bowstring and shot an arrow at him.

Hu Dawei sneered, meaning less, he had already lifted the knife in his hand so that he could easily remove the arrow.

After many years in battle, he still has a place for this self-confidence, and at the moment when the arrow came, he sneered and suddenly waved his knife, and the knife raised a gust of wind, slashing at the arrow, wanting to cut the arrow shaft into two pieces.

"Huh!" Hu Dawei's face changed suddenly, "Mother, it's too late." ”

Perhaps he had been imprisoned for a year and a half, he had never used a sword, his skills were rusty, and his body was fat, Hu Dawei made a mistake in judgment, and he slashed into the air with a knife, and the arrow hit him in the left shoulder.

This made his face even redder, and at this time, the Tartar leader had already raised his knife to cut at him, Hu Dawei was instantly annoyed and angry, and hurriedly swept the battle knife away, and then closed the knife and fished it back, but only slashed at the back of the Tartar.

failed to kill the enemy under the horse, but he was hit by an arrow, which made Hu Dawei very annoyed.

After the first encounter, Hu Dawei found a little feeling, at this moment, a Tartar spear on the left stabbed, a Tartar on the right slashed directly, Hu Dawei immediately judged that the impact of the gun was great, and the threat was also great, and he immediately stared at him, and a knife cut the Tartar with the gun off the horse, but his right shoulder was slashed by the Tartar, and the armor cut a hole for him.

After this combination, he killed one person, but he also had a color on his body.

His subordinate brothers all looked at it, Hu Dawei was also a face-saving person, and immediately became furious, pulled the horse and killed it back, the two Tartars were a little surprised, but they didn't expect to be hacked to death by a barbarian, and they immediately pulled the reins of the horse in anger and turned the horse's head to fight.

Two Tartars one left and one right, two cold light flashing war knives, swept towards his waist, Hu Dawei when they met, but his body suddenly leaned to the side of the horse, and the knife in his hand swept the horse's legs, and a Tartar soldier was suddenly thrown out by the war horse and smashed to the ground.

The leader urged a knife to slash, but was dodged sideways by Hu Dawei, and the leader urged a knife to cut the air, but Hu Dawei sat back in the saddle at the moment of the meeting of the war horses, and fished out a knife from behind, which just hit the back of the leader.

The war horse galloped for more than ten steps with the leader, and the corpse of the leader slowly fell.

At this time, several black-armored cavalry in the distance had already caught up, and Hu Dawei hurriedly folded the arrow shaft on his shoulder, and waved his hand coldly: "Cut off the head of the Tartar!" ”

In Zhengzhou City, Abatai was discussing with Bolo about grain and grass in the room.

Due to the failure of the last trip to Shandong, not to mention the lack of supplies, and the loss of more than 8,000 war horses, Abatai and Bolo can only play to assist this time and help Duoduo solve logistics matters.

"Amma, Prince Yu asked us to raise 30,000 stone of grain, but we have only raised less than half of it so far." Bolo reported: "In the villages near Zhengzhou, the people are almost finished, what should we do next?"

Abatai smiled, "You don't have to worry about this, there are large crops outside Zhengzhou City that are about to ripen, you call some people to harvest, not only can we make up enough for the 30,000 stones that Prince Yu wanted, but we can also have some leftovers." ”

Bolo reacted when he heard this, and he only thought about robbing, so much so that he forgot that there were still crops confiscated in the field.

"Then I'll arrange someone to collect it in a few days!"

At this moment, a Tartar leader suddenly entered the hall and reported urgently, "Lord Belle, the wheat field outside the city has been burned by the barbarians." ”

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