Pinglan's father was wrapped in a strong man, wearing a blue scholarly robe that was easy to distinguish in the crowd, his shoulders were rubbed with blood from the reins, and his thin body staggered forward. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Shen Yue held down Pinglan, who was a little excited, and whispered softly: "Don't panic, no one can run away in the past now, I have a way to save people." Hearing Shen Yue's persuasion, Pinglan leaned her head on his shoulder and sobbed in a low voice.

Patting Pinglan's thin back, Shen Yue took out a package from his arms, spread it on the ground and opened it, it was a large bag of table salt, but the salt crystals of the white flowers were mixed with yellow-brown particles.

"Be careful, don't touch it with your hands, and don't suck it into your nose, these things are poisonous," Shen Yue explained to Pinglan, who looked suspicious. This kind of yellow-brown granules is a kind of mushroom called tufted lace umbrella that Shen Yue found in the mountains and forests in the past few days is dried and crushed, and it has been introduced in the wild survival programs of later generations.

"After a while, while it gets dark, let's wrap our hands in a cloth and sprinkle these poisonous salts on the grass where the war horses have eaten during the day, and the livestock will definitely lick it when they see the salt, and we will come to save people tomorrow night, without horses, it will be difficult for the soldiers to catch up with us."

Hearing Shen Yue's plan, Pinglan had some hope. When it was completely dark, the two of them crawled to the grass on the bank of the river, buried a handful of poisonous salt in the grass, and put some leaves under it to prevent it from being lost.

It was nearly midnight before the two returned to the cave, and Wang's mother and son heard that their husband was still sad and happy, hugging Pinglan and Pingyuan and crying like rain.

Regardless of the fatigue on the road, Shen Yue prepared to make a longbow, on the way back, thinking about the way to save people for a long time, there were more Yuan soldiers than imagined, his side was alone, if he wanted to save people, he could only win in chaos, and of course arson was indispensable to create chaos.

The bow body is made of a pine trunk with the thickness of a child's arm, about one meter long, the two ends are thinned with a knife, the bowstring is made of the cloth head of the chemical fiber fabric on Shen Yue's clothes and twisted into the silk thread, the bowstring is fixed with the bowstring, and the bow is put on the side of the fire to strengthen the hardness of the bow body. The arrows are made of willow branches as thick as the barrel of a pen, peeled, sharpened at one end, dipped in some roasted pine resin, and the tail is stabilized with feathers picked up.

It wasn't until dawn that Shen Yue finished, walked out of the hole, and shot an arrow, the farthest shot was about seventy or eighty meters, after all, he had never touched the bow and arrow in modern times, and the material was a little rough, and the accuracy was also poor, but the target was that the thatched hut in the village was more obvious, and the deviation was acceptable.

Shen Yue was practicing archery, and Pinglan came over with a bowl of fish soup.

"I'll get some sleep in a while, wake me up at lunchtime, and we'll go back to the village." Shen Yue looked at Ping Lan's clear eyes, laughed and waved the bow and arrow in his hand a few times.

That night, Shen Yue and Pinglan lay in ambush in the grass near the southwest of Pingjiazhuang Village, and had already observed from the mountainside during the day. The captured young men were all placed in a courtyard here, while most of the Yuan soldiers gathered in the middle of the village, surrounded by dozens of carriages. Although it was nearly midnight at this time, there was still a group of twenty Yuan soldiers on foot on the outskirts of the village. Shen Yue silently counted the pace of the Yuan soldiers, anxiously waiting for the opportunity.

At this time, in the compound in Pingjiazhuang Village, there was also one person who was even more anxious in his heart. This person's name is Mo Rigen, a thousand households in front of the emperor, under the secret order of Emperor Yuan Shun, from the gap in the Ming army's northern expedition, the wolf rushed, secretly bypassed here, pretended to loot, but in fact he had a heavy responsibility. The deputy general in front of him had just come to report, and more than a dozen war horses had convulsions and fell to the ground, and today there have been nearly 100 war horses that have caused epidemics for unknown reasons, and the successive bad news made him feel a little bad.

"General, we have lost hundreds of brothers in breaking out of the Ming army, and there are not many people and horses that can be used now, in case the Ming army surrounds me again, I am afraid it will be difficult to get out, so we should have made plans early." The adjutant general stepped forward and bowed to persuade.

Mo Rigen paced and shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that my descendants of Genghis Khan would also flee around like rats crossing the street." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the several large wooden boxes stacked in the room, revealing a greedy look.

"The soldiers were ordered to guard the courtyards in the village where the things were kept, and wait for two more days to remove all the things as much as possible. Then kill all those Han people, don't leak the news. ”

When the deputy general was ordered to go out, Mo Rigen couldn't wait to step forward and stroke the box, gently lifted the corner of the lid, and a golden light flashed.

It was almost three o'clock in the evening, and there was no sound in all directions, and Shen Yue found some rules from the Yuan soldier patrol post. pushed Pinglan beside him, and explained softly: "After a while, I went around to the north of the village and set fire, and when you saw that a house was on fire, you hit the blade of the knife hard, and then shouted loudly that the Ming army was coming." Don't go into the village yourself, I'll go back and save people. ”

Pinglan nodded nervously and responded, "You should be careful, too. ”

After that, Shen Yue walked quickly with a bow and arrow, and lay down forty or fifty meters away from the north of the village, and waited for the Yuan soldiers to go around the corner of the village in the faint moonlight, and quickly took out a wooden box from his arms, took out the charcoal that was bubbling with sparks, blew hard, the flames rose, and a dozen or so arrows were lit in a row, inserted them in the ground, and quickly took the bow and arrows, and shot towards the thatched roof opposite. A dozen or so arrows ignited the roofs of four or five nearby courtyards, and the fire gradually rose with the cold wind in the middle of the night.

Shen Yue was overjoyed when he saw it, and took a sharp breath and shouted: "Kill the Yuan thief, kill!" ”

While shouting, the kitchen knife and iron pot were struck hard, and the village was already in chaos, shouting, swords, and horses neighing, and the roar of "the Ming army is coming" could be heard. Thinking that it was the detained Zhuang Ding who heard Pinglan's voice and followed the gang, Shen Yue dropped the bow and arrow iron pot and hurriedly ran to the south of the village.

Mo Rigen in the village was called out from his bed by the soldiers, and saw the fire all around, and people roared and neighed, so that no matter how many people the enemy came, most of his own soldiers would lose their sense of proportion and could not be restrained because of their own panic.

In a panic, Mo Rigen put on his armor and shouted to his subordinates: "Hurry up and put out the fire, first surround everyone and guard the carriage!" ”

Under the cover of the night, Shen Yue quickly went around to the courtyard in the southwest of the village to watch the strong man, and there was no Yuan soldier guarding the door, so it was estimated that he ran to put out the fire. The courtyard was already full of people, and people kept banging on the gate to escape, but the chains outside the door were still wrapped in copper locks, and it was difficult to break them for a while.

"Don't knock on the door first, I'll open it from the outside and rescue you."

Hearing Shen Yue's shout, the inside of the door fell silent. Shen Yue rushed to the door, pulled the chain against the door panel, raised the kitchen knife and chopped it upward, after all, the iron refined in ancient times could not be compared with the steel kitchen knives of later generations.

Shen Yue unchained and pushed the door in. In front of me, there was a group of young men with their hands raised around their necks, tied to a long wooden pole by ropes, and more than a dozen people were strung together. There were nearly two hundred people, all in tatters, with bloodstains on their bodies. No wonder the soldiers were relieved to go to fight the fire, these people were tied together and it was very inconvenient to move. Everyone was a little surprised to see that it was a child named Hanako.

"Don't worry, everyone, the Ming army is still fighting, I'll help you untie the rope."

Shen Yue said as he stepped forward and used a kitchen knife to cut the ropes of a group of people, the young men were freed from the shackles, some were eager to escape and rush out, but a few bold teeth bit their hands and tore the ropes to help the remaining strong men untie the ropes, and the speed increased a lot. It is a tradition that is important to save one's life at a critical juncture, but there are also some righteous people in any era.

Seeing that someone was helping, Shen Yue felt comforted, and a red-faced man with a beard and a thick beard next to him was particularly neat, Shen Yue handed over the watermelon knife on his waist, "Use this, hurry up!" ”

The red-faced man took the watermelon knife and didn't say much, the knife shadow flew up and down, and the ordinary watermelon knife in his hand was very sharp.

More and more young people have escaped from the predicament, and most of them have rushed out of the door, and a sound of slashing and killing can be heard in the distance. But he hasn't found Pinglan's father Ping Shuwen yet, Shen Yue feels that his blood is churning, and the more people he cares about releasing in his heart, the more people he can help himself attract Yuan Bing to the past, and continue to cut ropes one by one to save people.

In the firelight, Shen Yue finally found Pinglan's father, Ping Shuwen, and hurriedly stepped forward to cut the rope with a kitchen knife, and shouted at him: "Brother Ping, Pinglan asked me to save you, and you will follow me in a while."

Hearing Ping Lan's name, Ping Shuwen's thin face showed joy. After a while, everyone was freed, but the door was blocked by a few Yuan soldiers, and some young men rushed out to slash together.

Seeing that it was too late to go out from the door, Shen Yue hurriedly rushed to the courtyard wall behind him with the skinny Ping Shuwen, the stone courtyard wall was nearly two meters, but unfortunately Shen Yue crossed back and was just the body of a teenager, not tall, not too strong, and with the injured Ping Shuwen, it was difficult to climb the wall for a while. Could it be that he crossed over and just wanted to do something and die here? Can't even this little thing in history be changed? Shen Yue's heart was anxious.