The vigorous and powerful north wind swept up the dust that rushed to the sky, choking Wang Teng and coughing again and again.

The meandering Yanghe River is right in front of you, and months of drought have exposed a large area of the river's beaches, and the riverbed that used to be dozens of zhang wide is only about three zhang of the main river channel.

"Bang", the wooden barrel entered the water, and the slightly orange river water swirled into the round wooden barrel, Wang Teng peeked and found that the Tartar who accompanied the guard was peeing in a small tune.

Without further ado, Wang Teng quickly lifted the bucket, and then untied a bag of broken leaves from his wrist, and the wild vegetable leaves that had not yet dried floated in the barrel, dancing leisurely in the wind.

Wang Teng did not take the opportunity to escape, and under the influence of his ears, he had already seen the superb archery skills of these Tunguskas.

Within fifty paces, no one could dodge the deadly arrow.

The heavy wooden barrel weighs more than ten catties after being soaked in water, plus the river water in the bucket of more than thirty catties, Wang Teng's shoulders carry more than 100 catties.

Before the crossing, Wang Teng was a little white-collar worker who was tired of carrying a can of gas, but after the crossing, this one-meter-seventy-six body contained amazing power.

It's just a load of water, and Wang Teng doesn't feel a little tired on his body.

On the way back to the camp, they encountered two scouts patrolling and warning them, who galloped wildly and shouted loudly.

Many of the dust that flew up was blown into the barrel by the wind, and Wang Teng maintained his usual sluggish appearance and walked forward in a daze.

"What a stupid pig, Wang Dasha, the water is dirty, go back and take care of it", the Jurchen soldiers in custody waved their horsewhips and shouted angrily.

Wang Teng didn't say a word, and walked back with the river water, not expecting to pour out the water, and then go to the river lightly.

"A fool is a fool", the Tartar lost the interest in insulting, so he stood in place, waiting for Wang Teng to return with water.

Run now? From here, it is only thirty paces to the river, are you sure that you can escape from the Tartars?

Although the Tartars patrolling around have turned around, there should be two more Tartars outside at this hour, who have not yet arrived and rushed back.

Escape? Or not to escape?

Eight days of pretending to be crazy and stupid in exchange for such a great opportunity to escape today, wouldn't it be a pity if it was wasted?

But if you just run away, wouldn't it be too cheap for these Tunguskas? Who will wait for the revenge of the villagers of Wangjiazhuang?

Secretly touching the sleeve between his wrists, Wang Teng gritted his teeth, it, with this God-given opportunity, it would be too much to say if you didn't kill a few Tartars!

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Teng rushed to the camp with water.

A North Korean who was in charge of lighting the fire and cooking sniffed the bucket, and suddenly pointed at Wang Tengwa and shouted a few words.

When the nearby Tartars heard the news, a guy who looked like a leader shouted and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The North Korean sneered, nodded and said, "Master Dai, the water brought by this Nikan is not clean."

The Tartar leader's eyes flickered with a cold light, and he immediately sneered, "What is an unclean method?" ”

"It smells strange"

Wang Teng's heart suddenly tightened, could it be that this Goryeo stick found something?

"Dai Ziye, don't believe this dog thing, this river water is what I watched Wang Dasha beat out of the river, how can it smell, Wang Dasha, you take a sip and show it to the master", at this time, the Tartar who was watching Wang Teng came over to defend himself.

Wang Teng nodded with a smirk, picked up the wooden scoop and drank a big scoop, and then he smiled stupidly, "It's delicious!" ”

Hou Jin Baijia touched an ugly golden rat braid, and shouted at the Korean slave army who was cooking, "Dog thing, if you break your mouth again, you will cut the tip of your tongue, it's not early, you don't have time to listen to your verbosity, since the fool has no problem tasting the water just now, then you'd better make dinner within a quarter of an hour, otherwise you have to pick your skin!" ”

After that, the post-Jin Daizi turned around and strode away, Wang Teng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just now he saw that the other party had already pulled the steel knife out of the sheath in his hand...... Fortunately, only one of the two buckets was poisonous.

"Bastard, you can even find trouble with fools, you dog thing is too useless!" The rest of the Hou Jin Bujia had a cold face and scolded angrily.

North Koreans are sweating profusely, and being whipped is a trivial matter, but if this man is concerned, it will be over. Just now he patronized the invitation, but he forgot about this stubble: if there is really a problem with the water, then the Houjin Bujia, who guards Wang Teng, will definitely not be able to escape the involvement.

"Master, you just let out a fart as a villain! You don't care about the villain! ”

"Humph!"

Wang Teng kept his mouth shut, he saw the dog-eat-dog show in his eyes and enjoyed it in his heart.

The tartars everywhere were almost scattered, and Wang Teng was also dispersed and returned to his residence.

The so-called dwelling was in fact nothing more than a circle of wild grass piles, and in this camp of the Tartars, there were eight such grass piles, and there were more than twenty people living near each of them.

Just after the unitary hour, there was a strange sound of conch outside the haystack, and Wang Teng was happy in his heart, it seemed that the dinner of the Tartar should be ready.

The Jurchen Tartars who grew up in the bitter cold land of Liaodong lived extremely hard before entering the customs, and in previous years, when the mountains were closed by heavy snow, there was no grain in stock, so they would eat grass roots and cowhides.

However, after each raid, the Tartars reaped abundantly.

This time, the Tartars returned with a full load, and at the last meal of the day, they often barbecued a few fat sheep and stewed a few pots of fresh soup to treat themselves.

Stewed soup, water is a necessary condiment, Wang Teng was apprehensive in his heart, he only learned about the plant poison hemlock in his previous life, and it was the first time that he really put it into the water source.

Is the wild vegetable I put down really poison hemlock? Can the poison of poison hemlock really poison people?

Of the more than 80 Tartars in the camp, how many will slip through the net?

Waiting, after a long wait, the bone spurs in Wang Teng's palms were already sweating, and he curled up on the dry grass, making a sleeping appearance.

Suddenly, there were several miserable cries outside, and then the whole camp panicked.

Every heartbeat seemed like a century long, and Wang Teng didn't know if his plan was successful, let alone if Tartar would find out about him as the culprit.

Up to now, only by inciting the Han people in the camp can Wang Teng be sure to escape from the Tartar camp.

"Brethren, do you hear the movement? The Tartars have been drugged by me, and if you want to live, you will kill them with me, and kill all these Tartars", Wang Teng changed his stupid attitude in the past, rose up, and strode to a big man.

After a few days of understanding, Wang Teng had already discovered that this big man surnamed Jin was the leader of dozens of Han people in the vicinity, and he persuaded him that he was a little more sure of successfully escaping.

The movement outside the camp was getting louder and louder, and originally these Han people didn't know what was going on, but when they heard Wang Teng say it, they couldn't help but be happy.

are all men with eggs, as long as there is a way to live, who wants to go to the and urine for those?

it uncle!

It's just that why did the king in front of him suddenly become shrewd, and besides, the Tartars outside the camp were really poisoned?

This can't be a conspiracy of the Tartars, right?

"Untie the ropes, and the Tartars will be killed in a moment!" When everyone was puzzled, Wang Teng had already broken the rope on his ankle, and by the way, he helped several companions untie the hemp rope that bound him.

"Wait!" The big man surnamed Jin shouted violently, and there was a sudden silence all around, only Wang Teng was still grinding the rope with stones.

"What, Brother Feijin wants to tie me up and take me to the Tartars?" Wang Teng's face did not change, but the words in his mouth have penetrated other people's hearts!

"That's right, tie him up, and the Tartars won't trouble us, big brother, let's do it quickly!"

"Phew, how can Brother Jin be the kind of rat who has lost his conscience, besides, who can guarantee that the Tartars will not be angry with us?"

……

Jin Guozhi's face was cloudy, and at the moment when he was difficult to make up his mind, a thin young man suddenly jumped from outside the camp, his face was full of panic, and an arrow was stuck in his armpit, which had already penetrated, "The Tartar is crazy, kill people when he sees them, big brother, run, run."

"Monkeys? Have you been shot? Tartars, how are Tartars crazy? The men around the haystack gathered around the haystack and asked in horror.

The thin and small-eyed "monkey" with a shocked look on his face, "Big brother, just now I went to pee in the woods outside when I was in a hurry, who knew that a gust of evil wind blew, and there was a sudden scream from the place where the Tartar was eating, and I was startled at that time, and I ran here with my pants in my hand." Who knew that on the way back, he saw the big official of the Tartars with a sledgehammer, and he would kill anyone he saw! ”

Jin Guozhi picked up the monkey, glanced at Wang Teng meaningfully, and said, "Brothers, the guys and fight with these dog tartars, they don't want us to live, and we won't let them have a good time!" Monkey, you arrow? ”

The young man who reported the news looked down at the arrow, and suddenly made an ugly smile that would cry, "Big brother, this arrow is fake, I am afraid that the Tartars will kill me with an arrow, so I picked up an arrow and clamped it, so that they thought that I would definitely die, and they would not hurt the killer."

"Your mother, you dead monkey, don't be long-winded, hurry, kill out, the Tartars will definitely not let us go", the cheeky man was obviously the leader of the nearby Hanmin, and under his shouting, more than a dozen young men quickly rushed out.

"Wang Dasha, you caused the matter, if you have the guts, kill the slaves with me, and if you don't have the guts, just continue to pretend to be your grandson!" When he was about to leave the haystack, the cheeky man shouted at Wang Teng.

"Hahaha, Wang is naturally courageous", Wang Teng laughed loudly, and the grievances of the past few days were swept away at this moment.

Outside the haystack, there were panicked crowds everywhere, some of them were Han people who were at a loss, and some were extremely vicious and fierce, wielding big knives.

Xu guessed that the culprit was among the Han people, and the white armor among the tartars rampaged through the camp with two vests, killing anyone he saw.

Wang Teng avoided the frantic crowd, reached out and took a torch, and lit the nearby grass piles, grain and grass one after another.

The fire that rose into the sky lit up the entire sky, and the people of the Ming Dynasty, who had suffered heavy casualties, trampled on each other, crying and shouting, killing, and scolding.

Wang Teng held the bone spur in his hand and walked resolutely towards the densest place of the crowd, and only by killing all the Tartars could the people in the camp escape.

Otherwise, if you wait until the Tartars call for help, with the cunning and ruthlessness of the Jurchens, no Ming people can survive smoothly.

This point, not only Wang Teng understands, but the cheeky man from the army also understands it very well.