Zhang Dou was very surprised to get the news of the shadow, he didn't expect Amin to be so vicious. actually drove the Han people under the rule of Houjin to be cannon fodder, so that all the pressure was concentrated on him.

If the Jurchens drove the Han people to attack the city, what would they do? Fighting will make the people feel cold, and if you don't fight, you can't watch the people break through their own defenses! Whether you fight or not, it's a loss for Eternal Island!

At that time, the lives of Changsheng Island were devastated, and it was the real disaster. If you don't kill the people and give up the defense line, will the Jurchens be able to threaten themselves with Han people unscrupulously in the future? This precedent cannot be set!

Zhang Dou clenched his fists tightly, since the Jurchens dared to come to Yin, he should not be polite to their group. It's a big deal to return blood for blood, tooth for tooth is.

When the time comes, it will be better than who kills more civilians, and who will feel distressed when they see it.

Thinking of this, he shouted outside the door: "Ma Bao! ”

Ma Bao ran in quickly, gave a military salute and said, "Handsome!" What are the commands? ”

"You take the people who attacked the Dongshan camp last time to the Liaodong Peninsula again, Ben Shuai doesn't care what you do! I'm going to see five hundred Jurchen people in three days, can you do it if you're only given three days? Zhang Dou said coldly.

"Yes!" Ma Bao's neat answer was reassuring to hear.

When Amin arrived at Beixinkou, he found that there seemed to be more ice floe in the sea. And it's not as fast as the rafting a few days ago, and a lot of ice floes have to be connected.

He laughed: "Zhang Dou Xiao'er, in a few days it will be your death!" ”

It was very cold in Liaodong at night, and no one noticed the appearance of a huge Galen galleon on the sea.

After a while, several small boats were lowered from above, and these small boats, propelled by manpower, carefully avoided the ice floe and approached the shore.

They soon split into groups of ten and disappeared into the night.

Ma Bao personally led the team to a tunpu outside, and the once lively tunpu has now become deserted.

The Han slaves were all requisitioned and transferred to Fuzhou by Da Beile, and the remaining Jurchen lords here hid in their rooms to warm themselves. No one would go out on a night like this, at least not the Jurchens.

There was only one Han Chinese guarding the wall of Tunpu, and the cold weather made him huddle himself tightly and hide behind the wall to keep warm.

"Dangchang!" A clear crash sounded into the coat's ears, and he looked up at the wall.

There was nothing on the dark wall, and he thought he had heard it wrong, and just as he was about to turn his head, he noticed a human head on the wall.

His scalp went numb, and the man jumped up. Instead of rushing to the wall to fight the figure, he turned and ran.

The terrible shout instantly resounded throughout the Tunpu, and Ma Bao jumped off the wall and opened the gate of the wall.

Nine Changxing soldiers rushed in, and they quickly occupied the streets, rushing to the highest courtyard.

The Jurchen lord Wujiyan was sitting in the house drinking a little wine, cursing Amin. Because Amin took away all the slaves in their family, I don't dare to say how much they can return in the end.

If none of them come back, who will plant the land next year? Do you want him, the old man, to work in the field himself? What a joke!

Although they didn't dare to resist Amin's decision, they could sign a joint letter! They still don't believe it, will no one care if they sue the old Khan King of Shengjing?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and decided to go to the victimized Jurchen nobles tomorrow and ask Amin to compensate them for their losses.

Before he finished his drink! Outside, there was a terrible scream: "A thief!" There are thieves approaching Tunzi! ”

When Wu Jiyan heard this howl, he was so angry that he threw the wine glass in his hand on the ground, and couldn't help scolding: "This little third son is really impatient, and the master is soft-hearted and didn't let him go to Beixinkou to die." Howling here in the middle of the night, waiting for the next master to reward you with a whip. ”

Wu Jiyan angrily took off the leather whip from the wall and went out of the house, and when he came to the courtyard, he shouted loudly: "Where did the thief come from? Little Sanzi! If you don't see the thief, you'll be dead. Today, I will make your skin open and your flesh will bloom! ”

Before he finished scolding, the courtyard gate was knocked open by the little third son, and the bag who was on duty at night ran in in a panic.

Xiao Sanzi opened his mouth and was about to shout, but he was hit in the face with a whip. The third son fell to the ground as soon as he covered his face, he was stunned by Wu Jiyan, why was he not rewarded for reporting to his master, and he also ate a whip?

Wu Jiyan didn't stop, and the whip in his hand fell on the body of the little third son left and right, beating the little third son and rolling on the ground, howling miserably.

After more than a dozen whips in a row, Wu Jiyan may have been tired, he stopped and said: "Today's whip is to let this dog slave know what the rules are in the future, and you can't shout when there are big things, what kind of system is the frizzy one!" ”

Seeing the little third son honestly kneeling on the ground to listen to the interrogation, Wu Jiyan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's talk about it this time!" What made you fuss? ”

But the little third son didn't say anything, and honestly knelt in place, his head down and trembling all over.

"Dog minion! Are you dumb? Seeing the little third son who didn't speak, the fire of Wujiyan came up again.

He raised his whip and was about to knock it down, "Master has to kill you dog slave today!" ......", but Ujiyan's voice stopped abruptly, and his hand was grabbed in the air and couldn't fall.

A voice sounded from behind him: "Old thing! Whose master are you? ”

Hearing this voice, Wujiyan was so frightened that his soul flew away, thinking that he had also followed the old Khan King to fight in the south and the north.

Now that he is older, he has not set foot on the battlefield again, and he has really never seen the real Ujiyan who can walk behind him silently.

His left hand touched his waist, and he turned sharply to hit the person behind him. But the man behind him moved faster than him, and his knee hit his waist.

Wu Jiyan's old waist was already injured, and he was hit hard again, and he couldn't get up immediately. He lay on the ground, trying to look at the man behind him.

Seeing a sturdy Han man standing in front of him, Wu Jiyan roared angrily: "Despicable mud! You're looking for death, and it's your time to die when my minions come over! ”

Ma Bao sneered and looked at the old Jiannu underground, he pointed to the side with his hand and said, "Are you talking about them?" ”

I saw more than a dozen Jurchens being escorted out of the small door on one side, and their youngest was only three years old. It was Ujiyan's most precious grandson, and seven or eight women were his women and daughters-in-law.

There are also four people who are about the same age as him, who are his old age, and his family is here except for his son in Beixinkou.

Ujiyan's eyes widened, and cloudy tears flowed from his eyes. He struggled to his knees and begged, "Please, spare my little grandson!" He's only three years old! ”

Ma Bao leaned down, leaned close to Wu Jiyan's old face and said, "Did you ever let a young child go when you entered the Han village?" ”