Just when Wang Teng didn't know what to do, a head suddenly popped up at the earthen wall in a corner, and the man waved at Wang Teng again and again, "Teng'er, hide quickly, the Tartars are coming."

Although I don't understand why the other party calls himself Teng'er, the situation is critical, and there are already bursts of shouts not far away, and a few breaths delay may even be fatal!

Wang Teng hurriedly ran to the location of the earthen wall, but found that it was a cellar a few feet square, covered with a roll of straw mats, and the straw mats were casually covered with some wooden blocks and branches and other miscellaneous items.

"Quick, come in and hide, Teng'er, you are really lucky, this cellar, my baby is not used, but you have met, alas, it is fate, you were pushed down from the tree by Wang Liu, such a clever boy fell stupidly, your uncle and I can't stand your father!" As he spoke, a thin man in his fifties dragged Wang Teng into the cellar.

From the words, Wang Teng realized that he might have crossed into the body of a fool, and the fool had an uncle-nephew relationship with this middle-aged man.

In these years, who cares about the life and death of others if they are not close relatives?

Fools are fools, the most important thing now is to survive!

Covered with a straw mat, the surroundings were suddenly dark, Xu was afraid that Wang Teng would be afraid of talking nonsense, the middle-aged man covered his mouth tightly with his rough right hand, and muttered in his mouth, "Tartar, the Tartar who killed a thousand knives, the crops have just entered the warehouse, they will come to rob them, where are the officers and soldiers?" ”

The words came to an abrupt end here, and there was a sound of heavy footsteps a few feet away from the earthen wall, and several Tartars shouted something loudly in Jurchen language, as if they were looking for someone.

Wang Teng chuckled in his heart, could these Tartars be looking for the guy he killed?

Time passed bit by bit, and after a long time in the four circles, the Tartar finally left, and Wang Teng was also relieved.

The village gradually quieted down, and after half an hour, Wang Teng, whose feet were almost numb, finally heard the middle-aged man sigh, "Okay, Tartar is gone, let's go out."

Wang Teng nodded and didn't say anything, after all, his identity was a fool at the moment.

The fire gradually went out, there were smoking beams and black soot everywhere, and the middle-aged man who saved Wang Teng fell to his knees in a daze, crying.

Somehow, Wang Teng suddenly felt that his nose was sour, and his eyes were moist.

Xu was tired of crying, the middle-aged man stood up sluggishly, and he muttered to himself, "Wang Liu, Wang Liu, where are you, don't come back at this time!" A few years ago, the Tartars came and forced your mother to death, and now if you die again, how can I live this old bone! ”

Wang Teng didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to do, he just stepped forward and hugged the middle-aged man, no matter what, the other party saved himself after all......

"Alas, Teng'er, how good it would be if you weren't stupid, let's go, let's go see if anyone survives", in an instant, the middle-aged man seemed to be more than ten years old, and there was no excitement to escape the catastrophe, only the sadness of the destruction of his home and the departure of his relatives.

Bang, the beams that were still burning broke with a bang, Wang Teng glanced back, he wanted to imprint this tragic image deeply in his mind, and never forget it.

There are more than 200 households in Wangjiazhuang, the house sits north to south, and followed Wang Shan to walk around the village, Wang Teng did not see a living person.

Everywhere there are miserable villagers, women are disheveled, men's corpses are separated, and the most hateful thing is that they don't even spare children and old people!

This is not a war, this is a massacre, the most brutal and bloody plunder that one people is doing against another.

Wang Teng felt as if some shackles had suddenly been untied on his body, and his boiling blood seemed to be about to burn.

"Ah~!!" The hysterical roar shook the smoke and ashes, Wang Shan was so frightened that his face turned pale, he hurriedly covered Wang Teng's mouth, and scolded, "You kid is really stupid, do you still want to recruit wolves?" ”

Wolf? It's a jackal like a Tartar! In an instant, Wang Teng even had an impulse, an impulse to die with the Tartars. But reason kept telling him that only by living, only by living, can he take revenge on the Tartars!

Wang Shan looked at Wang Teng who was snoring and panting in confusion, his head was sweating, he thought that the other party was having a mad attack, and he was going to do something stupid, so he had to comfort him again and again.

Of course, Wang Teng was not stupid, his grief and indignation were vented after the shouting, and the deepest memories were precipitated in his mind and blood.

"No one, no one, Teng'er, what do you think we should do?" Wang Shan looked at the village in the firelight, and couldn't help but shed tears again.

What to do? Wang Teng didn't know what to do, he needed time to adapt to everything in this world.

The uncle and nephew fell silent, except for the crackling light of the fire, as if a ritual was being performed.

Suddenly, a dog barked outside, and Wang Shan's face changed greatly, "The Tartar brought the hound!" How good is that! ”

Hound dogs are not harmless Chinese pastoral dogs in later generations, they are good assistants for Tartar hunting, once they rush closer, the consequences are unimaginable, thinking of this, Wang Teng pulled and pulled, hid Wang Shan in the cellar, and he deliberately made a noise, ran away.

Wang Shan was completely stunned, he didn't understand why Wang Teng, who had always been stupid, would have such an amazing move.

has the heart to shout loudly, but is afraid of attracting the attention of the Tartars, could it be that Wang Teng is trying to protect himself? In a moment, Wang Shan burst into tears, "Good boy, good boy......"

Wang Teng has a spectrum in his heart, and the Tartar went and returned, mostly because of the disappearance of his companions.

Rather than the two of them dying in one place, it is better to go out and lure away the hunting dogs of the Tartars, the other party does not know the details, maybe he can survive by pretending to be crazy and stupid.

It is unreliable to pin your hopes on Tartar, but at this time, Wang Teng has no choice.

If you stay, you will definitely die, and if you rush out, you may survive......

A few days later, on a grassland near a river.

"Silly big man, go fetch water, don't you see that Ye is waiting to cook?" The shrill sound mingled with the wind, attracting everyone's attention.

Wang Teng grabbed the flat shoulder and walked slowly to the riverbank with two wooden barrels.

"Sharp, what's the matter, you want to be lazy, right?" Before the words fell, a thick cowhide whip fell fiercely on Wang Teng's back with the sound of the wind.

"Slap", the sting of the heart, the Tartar outside the plug is extremely powerful, although it is separated by a shabby cloth coat, but the strength of the whip still staggers Wang Teng.

Wang Teng, who was stupid, didn't say a word, just drooped his head and walked forward sullenly, but no one saw the light flashing in his eyes.

Gou Ri, there is a chance for you to taste my Wang Teng's methods.

The Tartar who followed took a bite and cursed incessantly.

Wang Teng gritted his teeth tightly, secretly endured, nine days ago, outside Wangjiazhuang, in order to lure away the Tartars, save Wang Shan, pretending to be crazy and stupid, he was caught by the Tartars, fortunately the team of Tartars they met was mainly to rob the population, they saw that Wang Teng was tall and strong, and his mind was a little stupid, not like a murderer, but a rare strong man, so he did not cut Wang Teng with a knife.

However, Wang Teng, who survived by luck, became a coolie in the Tartars, chopping wood and carrying water, and all the hard work was his.

"Puff", the ground is already a little cracked, and the perennial drought has made the ground under your feet more and more dry.

Wang Teng's heart is in turmoil, it has been some days since he came to this world, although he doesn't understand why he woke up and traveled through three hundred and seventy-seven years, but the memory in his mind told Wang Teng that this is the seventh year of Chongzhen, and it is the year when Huang Taiji, the son of Sao Tartar, has repeatedly broken through the barriers.

From Ulzhou to Huyukou, it took eight days. The initial discomfort has become such a calm attitude now, what's the use of complaining? Out of the pass, you will be in the territory of the Mongols, and it will be even more difficult to escape by then.

For now, the plan is to escape back to the gate alive!

How to escape? Wang Teng is planning all the time.

Sun Tzu's Art of War said that "knowing oneself and knowing the other side can survive a hundred battles", and now Wang Teng deeply believes that only by figuring out the number and strength of the Tartars and then finding out the places that can be used among the Han people, can he escape alive.

According to the impression of the understanding of the historical events at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the elite men and horses of the Tartars should be scattered in Datong and Xuanfu, and the weak Ming army could not resist the advance of the Qing army, so they could only defend the city.

Counting on the Ming border army to save him is as funny as hoping that Ultraman and the little monster will be friends.

In the past few days, Wang Teng has figured out that among the Han people who have been kidnapped, there are 300 young and strong, dozens of women and children, including three craftsmen and several defeated soldiers.

As for the guards of the Tartars, there were two horse armors, two infantry armors, and one white armor, and the rest of the eighty or so people were "false Jurchens", that is, slave soldiers whose status was much lower than that of the armored people.

With such a huge disparity in numbers, if everyone in the Ming Dynasty had the intention of dying, it would be difficult for a mere eighty-three Tartars to be detained.

However, the savagery and ferocity of the Tartars have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but there is a glimmer of hope for survival, and these Han people who have been kidnapped will definitely not be willing to give it a go.

Unlike other people's ideas of getting by, Wang Teng doesn't want to be taken to the bitter cold Liaodong by these Tartars, mining and farming, and his children and grandchildren will become slaves of the armor people!

In the middle of the night, Wang Teng also tried his strength, his right arm can easily lift a stone weighing 180 catties, and the strength of his left arm is also around 100 catties.

However, this strength has also become Wang Teng's biggest reliance to survive in the Tartar army.

If the Tartars did not use bows and arrows, Wang Teng had the confidence to strangle a Tartar silently, however, no matter when and where, these Houjin soldiers would never leave their bows and knives.

It's too difficult to kill a person before the Tartars warn.

Fortunately, Wang Teng found a wonderful plant.