In this kind of scene, Zhiwen was also a little nervous, and the situation was much more severe than when he encountered the soldiers and horses with the blue flag a few days ago.

At that time, Amin was newly defeated, there was not much morale left, and they didn't have much defense against Zhiwen.

But today, these soldiers in yellow armor don't know whether they are wearing yellow flags or yellow flags, and they are staring at each other, heavily guarded, and the effect of surprise is minimal.

If you do it, whether you can rush out with everyone safely, Zhiwen is very uncertain.

Everyone looked at Zhiwen intentionally or unintentionally, as long as he made a move, they immediately followed up.

Bagen, who was bent on revenge, was also a little scared in his excitement, and kept swallowing his saliva, his body trembling slightly.

Just when Zhiwen and the others were tense, just waiting for these new Jin soldiers to get closer and were about to make a move, a long sigh came out of the carriage:

"These people are from Horqin, Mongolia, but they met by chance on the road, I just bought their horses, and they have nothing to do with me, let them go."

Several elite horsemen reined in their mounts and turned their heads to look at a young man in red armor who was standing high on his horse.

The young man only hesitated slightly, and then pretended to laugh heartily, "Well, since they are friends of Horqin, and Erbeile personally intercedes, then let them go." ”

After hearing this, a very good-looking man waved his hand, and immediately two yellow-armored soldiers stepped forward and rebuked in Mongolian language, "Yue Tobel is magnanimous, you wait for thanksgiving and leave quickly." ”

After hearing this, Zhiwen's tense body finally relaxed, and he was able to leave unharmed, which was much better than rushing to kill in the midst of thousands of troops.

Zhiwen followed behind Xue Pingren, bowed from a distance, bowed his head, and led the horse away quickly.

When passing through the encirclement, Zhiwen secretly glanced in the direction of the carriage, only to see that Amin had already stepped out of the carriage at some point, and his two sons supported him on the left and right, bowing their heads bowed.

And the so-called Yuetobel sat peacefully on his horse, with a codex in his hand, and shook his head and read it aloud, as if he were reprimanding Amin harshly.

"Let's go, don't be sluggish." Zhiwen grabbed Bagen, who was still looking at the carriage with hatred, got on the horse, and left quickly.

It wasn't until there was no more golden man around that everyone slowed down.

"It's so dangerous!" Zhiwen sighed, he was still a little afraid at the moment, if he really started to do it just now, under the escort of the elite soldiers of the Houjin Eight Banners, it was really unknown how many of them could escape, including Nannan, Xiaoying and Niuniu, who were young and frail, and it was difficult to be spared.

However, now that he was out of danger, Zhiwen's curiosity came up again, "Xue Ping, when we left, what was Yue Tobel saying to Amin?" ”

Several people who didn't understand Jurchen pricked up their ears, this was obviously a good show of Jin people's infighting, everyone was very interested, and wanted to hear what kind of punishment Amin would receive for this defeat in Guannei, and whether he would resist.

Xue Ping knew what they cared about, shook his head and said, "I haven't been able to hear it completely, so I really don't know what happened to Amin." ”

"That codex should be the warrant of the slave chief Huang Taiji, and all I heard was reprimanding Amin, saying that he was afraid of the enemy and retreated, and fell into the prestige of Dajin, and only cared about gold and silver satin, and disregarded the lives of Dajin soldiers, etc." Xue Ping continued.

"Hehe, there is no excuse for the sin you want to add." Zhiwen didn't think that Amin should bear much responsibility for this defeat, the soldiers had no fighting spirit, the lone army went deep, attacked the crowd with outnumbered, and was not good at defending the city, so it was strange if he was undefeated.

"Brother, you say, that one named Amin, why do you want to help us talk?" Nan Nan asked suddenly.

Zhiwen shook his head, could it be that because he and the others claimed to be Korqin, not only did Amin intercede, but Yue Tuo actually agreed, he was also puzzled, this seemed a little unreasonable.

The real reason is not complicated.

Amin is considered to be "a man's death, and his words are also good", since he has shown favor before, he might as well say something to help now, although he is not very sure, but as long as he makes a gesture.

Yue Tuo, on the other hand, knew that the core of their series of suppression strategies against Mongolia during this period was the combination of rigidity and softness, and blindly being tough could only be counterproductive.

Since Dolgon is still using thunderbolts in the Mongolian steppes, it doesn't hurt for him to show his bodhisattva heart here.

Besides, the Horqin people who Amin is willing to intercede, and he is not stupid, how can he be easily offended, and at this critical moment, he will have extraneous branches.

"Okay, they dog-eat-dog, they have nothing to do with us, the horses are almost rested, then go on and go to Shengjing." Zhiwen flicked a whip at the horse's stock and stepped out of the crowd.

They now have only one mount per man, and when they are on a long journey, they can no longer run unscrupulously, but must take care of their horsepower, otherwise they will be tired and injured, and they will suffer the loss.

And the accident just now, although thrilling, is not without benefits.

Originally, Zhiwen was still worrying about how to get out of the blue flag and catch up with the caravan of Fan and others as soon as possible, but now it's okay, and he can catch up with all his might.

The traces left by the eight grain merchants in northern Jin Province on the road were unrecognizable by these Jin soldiers who came from Shengjing just now, but since they knew their ultimate goal, they just had to follow these messy traces, and it would definitely be Shengjing in the end anyway.

A wall stretched in the distance, and a long procession stretched from the entrance of the city gate, and the group was so large that Zhiwen and they had to stop Mahler.

The scale of this team was huge, with horse-drawn carts, ox carts, and carts one after another, and the carts were piled high with sacks, and there were many sturdy men who carried bulging sacks on their shoulders.

Looking at the hairstyles and costumes, there are many Mongolians in the team, and there are also some Jurchens, but the most are still Han people with buns.

If it is correct, this is the caravan of the grain merchants in the north of Jin, and only they have the strength to make such a large team.

And the city in the distance, compared to what Zhiwen and they had seen, was not too large, and it was about the same as Puzhou City.

There were a few soldiers on the city walls, and more were maintaining order outside the city.

"What do you do? Get out of here! Don't stay here! As soon as Zhiwen and the others stopped their horses, a few Houjin soldiers wearing yellow armor rode over to pick up people.

It's a yellow-armored soldier again, the strength of this is not small, the two yellow flags are not small, and they are handing over the weapons with blue flags, and they can still have someone to defend the city here.

"A few Zhang Jing, we are from Horqin." Xue Ping hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Korqin?" One of them turned a little pale, "Want to go into the city?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Xue Ping laughed with him.

"Enter through other gates," the man explained, "as you have seen, this gate is now reserved for the entry and exit of these distinguished guests from afar, and no other idle person shall come near. ”

"This is Sheng Jing?" The four Mongolian boys of Bagen Menggen stared intently at the city wall, and asked blankly, they had never left the steppe before, where had they ever seen such a large city.

"Shh The other Jin soldiers looked at them with disdain, they really hadn't seen the Mongolian Tartars on the market, "Go quickly, those doors will be closed later." ”