"Damn, where did you get so many people!" Yang Bo scolded on the side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The Mongolian dog on the other side, don't try to lie to us, these are not the people of the Ming Dynasty at all!" , Qiu Luan shouted at the Tartar soldiers, "Open the cannon!" ”

"No cannons!" , Peng Yue shouted loudly.

He knew that these must be the people of the Ming Dynasty, and he also understood Qiu Luan's psychology, after all, in the eyes of most generals, it was much more cost-effective to kill a bunch of Tartars than to save a few prisoners.

"Master Peng, this...", Qiu Luan also knew that the tricks against the Mongols could not be used on Peng Yue, "These Mongolian dogs burned, killed and looted, it is really hateful, if you don't kill them, it will be difficult to calm the anger in the hearts of the brothers, and it will be difficult to comfort the soldiers and people who died..."

"But you can't sacrifice these people...", Peng Yue said in a low voice.

"Lord Peng, brothers are fighting hard, one is to serve the country, and the other is... Make more achievements, cut off more Tartar heads...", Qiu Luan said hesitantly.

"It turns out that he thought so in his heart, and he said it so beautifully just now." , Peng Yue sneered in his heart.

However, Peng Yue also understood that not only he thought so, but many people also thought so. This should be considered a big victory, who doesn't want to take this opportunity to cut more heads and receive more military merits.

Just now, many Ming soldiers delayed the battle because of grabbing heads, and finally lost their lives. This method is indeed beneficial for motivating soldiers to fight bravely, but it also has many drawbacks.

"That's not good, you can't hurt these people...", Peng Yue frowned and said, the tragic situation when those people died just now appeared in Peng Yue's mind again. They were killed by the Tartars. How can you still be killed by your own Ming Dynasty soldiers!

"My lord, even if we don't do it. In the future, these people will be taken into slavery in the north by the Tartars, and they will be humiliated and tortured. It's better to...", Yang Bo sighed, and couldn't say any more.

"That's not going to work either!" , Peng Yue raised his head and looked at the Tartar soldiers opposite.

Suddenly, a Tartar soldier holding the people on the opposite side fell down, and it turned out that a musketeer in the Ming army had fired a gun. The woman who was being held suddenly lost her restraints, was stunned for a moment, and ran desperately in this direction. Several Tartar soldiers reacted and immediately ran over to catch them.

"Don't move!". Yang Bo drew his bow and arrows, and one of the chasing soldiers fell to the ground, so frightened that the other two hurriedly stood there. Some of the soldiers with arrows did not dare to move anymore.

The woman didn't even stop, and suddenly ran to the side of the Ming army, and the gunner who fired the gun immediately ran over and untied her.

"Ah", a person who was held in custody was killed with a knife.

"Listen to the Ming army on the other side, if you release another arrow, we will kill one person!" , one of the Tartar generals on horseback shouted.

"Don't act rashly!". Peng Yue shouted, all the soldiers holding bows and arrows stopped moving, and Yang Bo next to him reluctantly put down his bow.

"Who told you to shoot? You're not the Praetorian Guard I brought from the capital, are you? Peng Yue asked sternly.

"My lord...". The soldier was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, "My lord, the little one is this Gaotai man... This... It's small... sister-in-law..."

"Hmm...". Peng Yue didn't want to blame him, as soon as he heard him say this. My heart softened suddenly, "You go down first..."

"Listen to the Mongol soldiers on the other side!" Peng Yue raised his head and shouted, "I can let you live, but you have to let these people go!" ”

Yang Bo secretly said to Peng Yue: "My lord, do you want me to deploy some people at the north gate now?" ”

"No, I've already laid an ambush there." , Peng Yue said in a low voice.

"How do you keep us safe?" , the Chinese-speaking Tatar general shouted.

"Most of you can flee first, and the rest stay here to guard the people, and when you go far, I can give the rest of you twenty war horses, plus your remaining dozens of war horses, enough for the rest of you to ride away on horseback, right?" Peng Yue shouted loudly.

"My lord, these twenty war horses are enough to exchange for these captives, so why bother... So troublesome...", Qiu Luan whispered from the side.

Peng Yue glanced at Qiu Luan coldly and did not speak. Seeing this, Qiu Luan didn't dare to say anything more.

"There are too many of these people, I can't stand it!" , the Tartar general shouted loudly.

He was also afraid that soon after leaving, he might be ambushed, and there were not enough war horses, most of the people had to run, and they couldn't run far at all, and when there were no people in their hands to threaten, they would still die.

"Then you go first, and then let the women, the elderly, and the children go first!" , Peng Yue shouted loudly.

"My lord, it can't be like this, young men are what they want, and for us...", Qiu Luan reminded cautiously on the side.

"Don't worry about it, listen to me first." , Peng Yue said with a frown.

He understands that he is doing this, not only Qiu Luan does not understand, but most people will not understand. After all, in ancient times, young men were the main labor force, and the elderly, women and children seemed to be dispensable in war and plunder.

"It won't work that way!" , shouted the Tartar general. Obviously, after thinking about it, they always felt that without these Ming people as hostages, they would not be able to escape.

Seeing their attitude, Peng Yue also fell silent. At first, he really wanted to wait for them to release them and intercept them at the north gate, but obviously, they were not as stupid as Peng Yue imagined.

"What the are you talking about! Fire! Qiu Luan was obviously impatient, and when he saw Peng Yue hesitate, he shouted angrily.

"Don't fire!" Seeing this, the Tartar soldiers on the opposite side also shouted anxiously, "We promise that after you go back, you can ransom these captives back with war horses... It's okay if you don't redeem it, we can send it over..."

They also began to fear, and all they could think about now was how to survive.

"Lord Peng, the Tartars have always been untrustworthy, and they will definitely not fulfill their promises." , Qiu Luan said anxiously on the side.

What to do? Peng Yue was also in a dilemma at this time, he knew that Qiu Luan was very reasonable, but... Peng Yue, who had no idea for a while, couldn't help but turn his gaze to Yang Bo... (To be continued.) )