In the command of the team, the soldiers of the Tuntian Division began to rush towards the west city of Shunshengchuan, now they are not close to that city, according to their usual speed, it is estimated that they will be able to arrive near noon, but today the soldiers are all full of strength, without the urging of the commanders, they all took steps and trotted up, the wounded followed a distance, but in desperation, they fell, but Yang Quan's subordinates still have careful people, Hao Fugui has already arranged for the soldiers of the firearms team to follow, The wounded who left behind were all caught in the carriage. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Quan was at the front of the team at the moment, and except for the scouts, Yang Quan had already sent out all the remaining cavalry in his hands. He didn't tell Hao Fugui all his plans, because he never planned to discuss with the county official, and Yang Quan didn't plan for the county official to open the door by himself!

At this time, the sky was already bright, Yang Quan looked at the running soldiers around him, jumped off the horse, handed the reins in his hand to the guards beside him, and followed the soldier's side, "Brothers, how can you still run?" “

The person who was asked by Yang Quan was a hairy young man, and when he heard Yang Quan's words, he raised his head high, "Why can't you run!" We are the soldiers of the Tuntian Division, and there are still people who are afraid to run? Rest assured, we can keep up! ”

When the soldiers behind heard the soldier's words, they raised their heads high, "We can still run!" ”

Yang Quan smiled slightly, and ran forward with the soldier, Xuanfu is the border to rush, and the Tartar Koubian has been repeated, and this is the first to bear the brunt, so there are basically no intact villages and towns along the road, basically abandoned villages, but from this ruins, there are puffs of cooking smoke, which are the people who fled and returned, but looking at the cooking smoke, I am afraid that there are few people.

At this time, Yang Quan waved his hand, signaling the team behind him to stop, he had to stop, running down, the soldiers were about to run away, and the management team that maintained order behind them rushed over, Yang Quan frowned and looked at the dilapidated village and town in front of him, looking at this appearance, this village used to be a small village and town, at least there was a city wall that other villages and towns did not have, and the half-burned wooden gate not far away was half upside down leaning on the city wall, and the city wall was smoked black.

"Arrange for someone to search and confirm the safety of the perimeter, and then the soldiers can put down their weapons and rest," Yang Quan said in a low voice

Hou Qi motioned to the soldiers around him and searched around.

Several soldiers put aside their spears and drew their waist knives. Slowly walked into the village. After a while, they drove out a few ragged people.

As soon as these people came out, Yang Quan was overjoyed, after rushing for so long, he wanted to know how far it was from Shunshengchuan Xicheng, in this era, there was no navigation, if he took the wrong road, it was normal.

Before Yang Quan could ask, the old man among the people suddenly knelt on the ground, "My lord, my lord, spare my life, spare my life." ”

Yang Quan hurriedly walked over and helped the old man up, as a modern person, seeing an old man kneeling in front of him, to be honest, he was really a little uncomfortable in his heart. "Old man, get up quickly, let's pass by here, just take a break, and ask your old man for directions by the way"

The old man knelt on the ground and couldn't get up, "Master Jun, you spare the grandson behind the little old man, if you want someone to put the account on his head, just cut off the little old man's head."

The old man's words made Yang Quan laugh dumbly, "Old man, what are you talking about!" The knife of my Ming soldiers has always only cut the heads of rebels and Tartars, how can they cut the common people......"

Speaking of this, Yang Quan's face changed suddenly, Yang Quan forgot one thing, that is, the army that is the most capable of fraud in all dynasties is the army of the Ming Dynasty, especially this army has a bad hobby, or it should be said that it is the way to make money, that is, to kill the good and take the merit! There are even some armies, when the Tartars come, refuse to meet the enemy, but after the Tartars have harmed the people, they come to cut off the heads of the dead people, and then slightly embellish, they become the heads of the Tartars, and even more, they began to slaughter the people of the Ming Dynasty, to pretend to be the Tartars, even the women do not let go, especially the widely spread, that is, a person in the army, who can put the head of the woman, and the same as the Tartar, this person is therefore supported by the sergeant of the army, and even promoted because of this.

If you follow the death toll of the Tartars reported by the Ming army, don't talk about the Tartars, it is estimated that the dead bodies in the ancestral graves of the Tartars are counted, and I am afraid that this number will not be enough! In other words, most of the military exploits reported are the border people of the Ming Dynasty!

Hou Qi on the side, seeing Yang Quan's appearance, thought that Yang Quan was a little embarrassed when he heard the old man's words, so he changed the topic, "Old man, don't worry, we are really just passing by, why are there only a few of you left in this village?" The big guys have fled? ”

The old man glanced at Hou Qi and shook his head, "No, everyone is in the pit at the head of this village, and I buried it myself."

"So many people are dead? Tartars are so hateful, don't worry, old man, we will definitely avenge you! Xia Liu heard the old man's words, clenched his fists and said.

"The people in the village were all killed by the officials and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty!" The old man suddenly burst out with such a sentence.

Xia Liu, who was looking angry, looked surprised: "What? All of them were killed by officers and soldiers? Are you mistaken, old man? “

This also can't blame him, Xia Liu is a newcomer recruited from the refugees, and he should not know about this problem of the Ming army. Hao Fugui on the side pulled him and whispered to him about the killing of good people in the Ming army, and Xia Liu silently stepped aside after listening.

Yang Quan sighed, "Old man, how far is this from Shunshengchuan West City?" “

The old man was stunned for a moment, but still replied, "Turn left from the official road in this village, and then go straight, there should be more than ten miles."

Yang Quan shouted at the soldiers behind him, "All of them are there, rest on the spot!" “

When the soldiers standing behind Yang Quan heard Yang Quan's words, they put down the spear on their shoulders with a brush, and then sat on the ground.

Yang Quan looked at the soldiers sitting down, and said to Xia Liu beside him, "Xia Liu, is the food ready?" Hot hot water is preferred. Give the wounded some drink, the sun is coming out, cover the dead brothers,"

"Yes!" Xia Liu responded, but Yang Quan's last sentence still made his eyes can't help but redden, to say that among these people, the person who is most familiar with these soldiers is him, watching the soldiers he trained with his own hands, but now he is dead in front of him, although Xia Liu is not very old, but he is very sad in his heart.

After the order, the whole Tuntian Division began to operate in an orderly manner, and after a while, the smoke of the cooking stove rose, and then the smell of food came from the bursts of food. (To be continued.) )