Suddenly, one of the women, like crazy, not only shouted loudly, but also desperately broke free from the hands of the Ming soldiers, and ran towards the shore with her head draped and her hair scattered to meet the fishermen.

The group of fishermen seemed to hear the woman's shrill scream, and they stopped what they were doing and looked at the woman who ran over.

"Throne, I'll go get her back." It turned out that the soldier who grabbed the woman's arm found that he was too sloppy to even catch a woman, which was really embarrassing in front of the commander.

"No need," Hong Chengchou drank the soldier, and there was a faint expectation in his heart: "Let her go back, we originally sent them back, and it would be good if she found the clansman." ”

Three more women are struggling.

Hong Chengchou gestured, grabbed their soldiers, let go of their hands, and let them run towards the river.

The fishermen seemed to see the women running towards them, and they raised their sticks in their hands to meet the four women.

The more they gathered, the four women were surrounded in the core, as if exchanging something.

Hong Chengchou watched coldly, but he didn't know what they were talking about, I hope the four women don't speak ill of the army, these days, the Ming army has not treated them badly.

The fishermen on the periphery were vigilantly watching the Ming army, and a few people whispered, and suddenly dragged their wooden sticks and forks and rushed towards the Ming army.

"Poof!"

A fisherman ran in a hurry, not paying attention to his feet, tripped over a raised rock and fell to the ground.

The edge of the rock was so sharp that it cut through his bare instep, and blood cut down the edge of the rock to the grass, staining a small patch of grass green.

The fisherman only breathed a sigh of relief on the ground, and did not even look at the wound on the instep of his foot, and after getting up, his eyes widened again, and he quickly joined the flow of people rushing to the Ming army.

"Throne ......"

Hong Chengchou saw that there were not many people rushing over, "Be prepared, if they enter the middle line of eighty steps, follow my orders and shoot." ”

The soldiers began to raise their guns and aim at the fishermen who were rushing towards them.

Although Hong Chengchou is not afraid of these fishermen, it is obviously not his expectation to go to war now, he hopes that he will first find out the various conditions of these fishermen, and then decide whether to use force.

There were more and more fishermen rushing over, Hong Chengchou saw that there were already nearly a hundred people, he shook his head, it seems that his desire to get along with these Buryats is about to be frustrated.

The fishermen on the periphery rushed towards the Ming army, causing a huge gap in the crowd around several women, and the women also discovered the fishermen's unkind behavior towards the Ming army.

They went crazy again, but this time they went with the fishermen, and the sharp screams could even be heard by Hong Chengchou, this kind of sound of breaking the air was like a point in the air, pounced on the fishermen of the Ming army, and was frozen in an instant.

"Huh? How do they stop? Did you find our flintlock pistols? ”

"Wouldn't it? Do they know flintlock pistols? ”

"Haven't they seen the red-haired fire # gun?"

……

The discussion of the soldiers woke up Hong Chengchou, and those women must be telling the fishermen the truth: the Ming army was not their enemy, but rescued them from the hands of the red hair, and was their benefactor.

Hong Chengchou remembered that when Hongmao captured these women, maybe there were also their clansmen next to him, "Send them two Hongmao over, see their reaction, and then make a decision." ”

The soldiers pushed out two red hairs bound hand and foot, placed them across the horses, and then whipped them lightly on the horse's rumps, so that the horses carried the red hairs to meet the fishermen in front.

The fishermen surrounded two war horses with red hair, and when they saw that the horses were tied with red hair, some people immediately screamed and danced, looking like the end of the world.

All the fishermen got nervous, and they pointed the tip of their sticks at the red horse on horseback.

In front of the crowd, the war horse slowly stopped, allowing the bolder fishermen to drag the red hair off their backs.

The fishermen watched the two red hairs, the four women, rushed over from behind, saw the blue eyes and red hair on the ground, they went crazy collectively for the third time, and trampled on the red hair lying on the ground with their bare feet, and there was a woman's foot board, cut and stepped on the crotch of a red hair, and the red hair suddenly howled like a pig......

The fishermen stepped forward to hold the four women who were crying and making trouble, and it was not easy for the women to stabilize their feelings, and they quietly wiped away their tears with the back of their hands, while talking to the fishermen.

The women's love was stable, but the fishermen seemed to go crazy, and countless wooden sticks, with a thousand expressions of anger, were inserted into the red-haired body from different parts.

The red hairs suddenly gave a ** scream, the cry was like a wave on the water, swinging far away, and also reaching the ears of the Ming army, Hong Chengchou suddenly had a new expectation, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, maybe he came to the right place this time.

When the fishermen pull out the sticks, a stream of red blood pours out of the hole along the tip of the sticks.

Perhaps because the body was bound, the blood was left too quickly, and in the blink of an eye, there was a torrential outpouring that turned to bubble, and then turned to flow down the skin, and the screams of the two red hairs became weaker and weaker, and after the sudden howl like killing pigs, there was no more sound.

The Ming army not far away had experienced the Northern Expedition and were accustomed to killing people on the battlefield, but they were also apprehensive when they watched the fishermen brutally assassinate Hongmao, and even when Hongmao had no life characteristics, they were assassinated by them, and they secretly swore that no matter what, they would never let these uncivilized savages get close to them.

What the Ming army feared soon happened, and after the fishermen assassinated the red hair, they collectively pounced on the Ming army.

Four women led the way, followed by a middle-aged man wearing a forward hat and a pheasant tail feather stuck in the back, the tail feathers were long and bright.

From the length of the pheasant's tail feathers, it is not difficult to guess that he may be the leader of this group of fishermen, or even the leader of this tribe, and the fishermen who follow him occasionally have pheasant tail feathers on their heads, but the length of the tail feathers is a lot shorter.

The soldiers suddenly tensed, and the flintlock pistols involuntarily pointed at the fishermen.

"Don't be nervous, they don't have sticks." Hong Chengchou found that when the fishermen pounced, they had already thrown the wooden sticks in their hands next to the red-haired corpse, and now they were all empty-handed, since they were willing to put down their weapons, there should be no malice, even if they had evil intentions, although the distance of the flintlock pistol was too close, there was no chance to shoot, but the Ming soldiers were equipped with sabers, and they would not suffer in close combat.

The soldiers realized that they were too nervous, perhaps shocked by the cruelty of the fishermen, and when they looked closely, the fishermen were really empty-handed, with their heads drooping, and they did not have the ferocity that had just stabbed the red hair.

Twenty paces in front of Hong Chengchou, the soldiers stopped the four women and the fishermen behind them.

The four women looked back at the pheasant-tailed man who was following them, and the man only looked back at the other attendants behind him.

Several of them stepped forward together, tapped their foreheads, chests, and left and right arms with their right hands, and then knelt down on their knees and respectfully knocked in front of Hong Chengchou's war horse.

Some actions are common to human beings and can be understood by both parties even if there is no verbal communication.

Under the protection of his own soldiers, Hong Chengchou turned over and dismounted and came to the fishermen's leader.

The slight sound of footsteps alarmed the leader of the fishermen who was kissing the meadow, and he raised his head to see Hong Chengchou's outstretched right hand.

The right hands of the two men were clasped tightly together, Hong Chengchou exerted a little strength, and the fishermen's leader slowly stood up from the grass with his pull.

Hong Chengchou couldn't understand a word of what he was saying, but from his eyes, Hong Chengchou still saw gratitude.

As soon as the fishermen's leader got up, the four women knelt down in front of Hong Chengchou, kissing the grass reverently, and if they didn't know, they thought they were doing some religious prayer ceremony.

Hong Chengchou bent down and helped them up one by one.

The fishermen's leader stretched out his right hand to Hong Chengchou and pointed to the Segeleng River in front of him.

"Did he invite me as a guest?" Hong Chengchou thought to himself, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Behind the leader, a man wearing a forward hat bowed down to Hong Chengchou's left, he held Hong Chengchou's shoulder with one hand, and gently pushed Hong Chengchou's waist with the other, Hong Chengchou couldn't help but follow him forward.

"Throne ......"

Hong Chengchou thought about it, since he had already arrived here, it was difficult for him to refuse the invitation of the Buryats until he found out the hostility of the Buryats, "You guys come along, don't worry." ”

The Ming army followed behind Hong Chengchou and kept slowly moving west, and Hong Chengchou found that they had stopped at the junction of the Wuda River and the Segeleng River.

In Hong Chengchou's line of sight, there are messy wooden houses and busy crowds everywhere, preliminary estimates, including the elderly and children, the population of this tribe should exceed a thousand people, their clothes are more strange, there are more colors, but the strips of cloth on their bodies can only cover the most important parts.

No wonder the red fur wants to violate them, isn't this to lure others to sin?

While Hong Chengchou was in reverie, the leader of the fishermen guided him into a prefabricated house in the middle.

This board house is particularly wide, and it is already a little short, in Hong Chengchou's eyes, it seems even lower, and when he enters the house, he is worried about touching his head, so he has to keep his head down.

Ten pro-soldiers were tightly guarding Hong Chengchou's side, and the flintlock pistols were already loaded and ready to shoot at any time.

It's still early, so it's not time for dinner.

The Buryat girl brought hot tea, and Hong Chengchou was about to try the taste, when a pro-soldier screamed, "Military seat ......"

Hong Chengchou had to stop what he was doing.

The soldier took the hot tea and took two sips of it, as if he was tasting tea, and then he grinned, probably thinking that the taste was not good.

After swallowing the tea into his stomach, the soldiers did not notice anything unusual, so he returned the teacup to Hong Chengchou, and nodded at Hong Chengchou, indicating that there should be no problem with the tea.