Liu Cheng's gaze swept over the other party's face, and he could clearly feel the other party's sincerity and courage: "Are you a brave warrior?" ”

"Of course!" Singh raised his head confidently: "Every Sikh is a lion!" ”

"Good!" Liu Cheng turned back to Hao Shaoqi and said, "Return the weapon to him, let him prove it to me!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Hao Shaoqi answered, and in a short time the guards took Singh's weapon, which was a scimitar about four feet long and a dagger, which his master often used, judging by the sharpened knob handle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Instead of reaching for the weapon, Singh stretched out his right arm and deftly removed the guard's short knife at his waist.

"Bold!" Hao Shaoqi shouted, already blocking Liu Cheng behind him, and drew his knife to point at Singh. Singh took a step back, unsheathed the short knife that the Mongols used to cut meat, held the handle in his right hand, and held the tip of the knife with his left index and middle fingers.

"It's really steely!" Liu Cheng was already dumbfounded, he asked Hao Shaoqi to take the short knife that had become scrap iron from Singh's hand, took it in his hand and examined it carefully, tried the blade again, shook his head and sighed: "You really gave birth to a pair of iron hands, I have also been in the army, and I have never seen an iron hand like you!" Do you have anything else to show me? ”

Singh listened to the words of the interpreter, nodded, he took off the iron bracelet on his right arm, a point in his hand, but it was several steel rings, he took out one of them and shook it on his fingers, and the two steel rings rotated at high speed, before Liu Cheng could figure out what was going on, Singh shook his right hand, only to hear a soft sound, the tent was dark, and more than ten arm-thick butter candles on the candle stand on the right were broken into two. Liu Cheng didn't know what was going on, so he heard Qiesang on the side whisper: "My lord, look over there!" ”

Liu Cheng looked in the direction of Che Sang's finger, only to see that there was already an extra steel ring on a decorative antler hanging behind the tent, he walked to the antler and was taken aback, it turned out that the edge of the steel ring was extremely sharp, and it had cut off more than half of the antlers, embedded in the antlers, presumably Singh threw out this steel ring and cut off more than ten butter candles, and almost cut off the antlers.

"What the hell is this, it's so raw!" Liu Cheng couldn't help but be speechless.

Chesan pulled the steel ring off with all his might, looked at it and whispered, "This is the ring blade, this person should be a warrior of the Akari Order!" ”

"Yes, the warriors of this order are the best at using this kind of ring blade, and it is common to break people's arms and heads." Chessan turned his head and pointed to Singh's position: "Your Excellency, you see, these candles and antlers are not in a straight line, but fly in an arc. This person should be a master of the Akari Order, and legend has it that they can manipulate this ring blade at will, taking people's heads within dozens of steps like probing for things! ”

Liu Cheng took the ring blade from Chesang's hand, played with it twice in his hand, and already had an idea. He turned around and said with a smile: "Singh, warriors like you are welcome everywhere, as for the issue of faith, let's wait until we defeat the Dongyu to discuss it!" Speaking of this, Liu Cheng's face turned cold: "Now you can tell me what happened just now!" ”

"Just now I and a few of my men passed by their camp, and someone cursed us for being dogs who did not believe in the gods, and then they quarreled, so they drew their swords against each other, and they suffered a loss, and someone fired!"

"Suffered a loss? So how many of you died, how many of them died? ”

Singh replied: "There are five people including me, two of them were slightly injured, I don't know how many of them were killed or wounded, but I killed five people!" ”

Liu Cheng looked at the person kneeling on the ground, his face was already extremely ugly, but he didn't open his mouth to refute, it is estimated that nine times out of ten what Singh said is true: "If it is according to what you said, it was not your person who shot just now?" ”

"It's not!" Singh replied, "We just went to the bazaar to buy something, and we only had swords on us, not firearms!" ”

"Hmm!" Liu Cheng nodded and asked the man kneeling on the ground, "Is what he said true?" ”

The man kneeling on the ground was already purple with anger, but he knew that this matter could not be hidden, so he had to reply: "Yes! ”

"Hmm!" Liu Cheng's gaze turned to Singh, and he said in a deep voice: "According to military law, private fighting is forbidden in the barracks, and those who show their blades die!" But you are only mercenaries, and you do not know military law, and you are exempt from the death penalty. But there is no escaping the sin of life. The person who draws the sword is each given thirty leather whips, and then compensates the other party for the price of his life: fifty silver coins for killing one person, and twenty silver coins for wounding one person, can you be convinced? ”

Singh listened to Liu Cheng's verdict, bowed his head and said, "Although they were the ones who did it first, your ruling is very fair, and I will abide by your ruling!" ”

"Very well, as for you!" Liu Cheng looked up and down at the man who was kneeling on the ground: "It's the same, the person who draws the knife has thirty leather whips, and the injured person will pay twenty silver coins, and the person who shoots in the camp will be hanged, are you convinced?" ”

Although the man kneeling on the ground was dissatisfied in his heart, he also knew that he was under the eaves, so he had to bow his head and say, "Convincing!" ”

"In that case, let it be dealt with as such! Stand down, all of you! Wave the flag, and the matter of the death penalty will be handed over to you, and it will be executed immediately, in front of the camp of these mercenaries, so that they will know the fate of the chaos! ”

"Yes, sir!"

After Hao Shaoqi and the two parties retreated, Liu Cheng whispered to Chesang: "Master, please ask you for one thing, go and find out the details of this Singh, and then report to me!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

Just as Liu Cheng was preparing to march eastward with his army in Jining Haizi, a group of people was heading east along the route of Da Lai Sun Kuden Khan more than 100 years ago. They walked through the grassland and Daze through the snow, and headed for the Xilamulun River valley (the northern source of the Xiliao River). At this time, the Xilamulun River was already covered with a thin layer of ice, and when I looked up, I saw that the sky and the earth were white, and there was no more human population, as if there was no human population in this world except them.

Due to the heavy snow for several days, the grass and trees along the road are covered with snow, and the mountains and rivers along the way are open and desolate, and there are no people. People and livestock lined up in columns and walked along the snow trail that had been stepped on in front of them. When you look up, you can only see a few snow-capped mountains standing in front of you, like a few white-headed giants standing up to the sky.

The wind was getting stronger, and even the snow on the ground was blown away, revealing the layers of bare rocks below. Flags and tabernacles were tied up and tied to vehicles. The column dragged on and became a line, or rather a zigzag line. In order not to be left behind, people had to string horses together with ropes. In order to ward off the bone-chilling winds, the horses had to be wrapped in cowhides, covered their mouths and noses with fur hats and leather, tied the reins to their wrists, put two gloves in the sleeves of their robes, held them in their abdomen, and bowed their heads and rode their horses against the wind. From a distance, there is a vast expanse between the heavens and fields, and the team of people and horses walking through it is just a caterpillar that winds its way.

A knight rushed to a cart, lifted the curtain, and shouted inside: "Father, father, the wind and snow are too great to go on, let's camp first!" ”

In the car was a red-faced man, but it was Neqi, the leader of the Zalut tribe, who poked his head out and looked around: "Okay, if you see that there is no hillside, let's camp in the leeward part of the hillside ahead!" ”

"Yes, Father!" When the knight heard that he could camp, he was overjoyed, and galloped towards the front of the procession, shouting as he ran: "Men make your best, and camp at the leeward of the hill ahead."

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After more than an hour, the Zarut tribe had set up camp in the leeward, and they surrounded the city in six or seven circles with their carts, and the cattle in the circles, and then set up their tents, and although they were a little crowded, the men and the cattle were crowded together, and there was a little heat, and it was a rough and peaceful night in this snowy night.

"Are the people and livestock settled?" Neqi sat cross-legged by the fire, where a few pieces of cow dung had not yet been completely dried, and the small tent was filled with the strange smell of dry cow dung mixed with the smell of milk.

"Almost!" Nezi's eldest son, Hatch, sat down cross-legged and stretched out his hands to rub his hands around the fire: "There are many children and women who have had a cold, and some of the livestock are sick. ”

"Hey!" Neqi sighed, and at this time, the snow water in the silver teapot finally boiled, and the water vapor sprayed out from the spout, and immediately turned into a white mist, blocking the sight of others, and he couldn't see his expression clearly: "I can only ask the shaman to do things for them, if they can't survive, they can only say that this is their fate!" ”

"Yes!" Hatch also sighed, the slave girl on the side poured milk tea for the two, the two drank a few sips, Hatch felt that the atmosphere in the tent was a little more relaxed, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Father, this time Liu Jinong's army came east, why we-"

"For the sake of us going to the Xilamulun River, are we hiding far away?" Nezi put down the cup in his hand and glared at his son fiercely, Hatch lowered his head timidly, and muttered, "Me too, too!" ”

"You're just worried about your son in Liu Cheng's hands, aren't you?" Neqi snorted coldly: "Don't forget, Liu Cheng has not only your son in his hands, but also my two sons!" ”

"Yes, yes!" Hatch bowed his head timidly, lest his father see cowardice and weakness in him. Neqi looked at his son, and suddenly sighed and said, "Hatchie, you are still too young, how can there be a doe in the world who does not cherish the fawn?" A ewe who doesn't love the lamb? How could I not worry about my son and grandson? It's just that as the Khan of the Zarut Ministry, I have to harden my heart! ”

"Yes, yes!" Hatch answered twice, but he was still a little unimpressed in his heart, could it be Khan's responsibility to flee with the tribe? Besides, even if he escapes this time, Liu Cheng will come back next time, will he be able to escape next time?

As the saying goes, knowing a son is better than a father, how can Neqi not see his son's thoughts, he waved his hand to signal the female slave in the tent to retreat, and said in a low voice: "Hatch, let me ask you, what is the responsibility of Zarut Khan?" ”

Hatch glanced at his father a little dazedly, and didn't know why he asked this question at this time: "Lead the people into battle, seize the pastures and water, and make them rich!" ”

"Not bad!" Neqi nodded: "Now that the Jurchens and Liu Jinong are standing side by side, what do you think can be done to make the people rich and safe?" ”

"This, you should choose the strong!" Hatch thought for a moment and replied, "I think Liu Jinong should be stronger." ”

"No, the safest thing to do is to let the two families fight, and then we will choose the winner to follow!"

"A fight? But the Jurchens are still in Liaodong, and they are still far away! ”

"No, if I'm not mistaken, Bogda Khan will definitely send troops to fight Liu Jinong!" Neqi said in a very affirmative tone: "It is very likely that the Jurchen army has now passed the Changbai Mountain!" ”

"Will Bogda Khan send troops?" Hatch looked at his father in surprise, no wonder he was so surprised, although the left-wing tribes of Mongol in southern Mongolia had already established Huang Taiji as Bogda Chechen Khan, but in the eyes of most Mongols, the relationship between the two sides was still a very common relationship between the eldest brother and the younger brother in the steppe, and they did not really consider themselves to be subjects of the Later Jin. Under this relationship, Huang Taiji went to the Ming Dynasty to rob, and the left wing departments would send people to share the spoils together; However, if the Ming army went out to retaliate against the Mongolian left wing, then Huang Taiji had no obligation to send troops to rescue his younger brother, and all the departments of the left wing could only settle their own destiny. It's already early winter now, and there are more than 100,000 Ming troops in western Liaoxi, even if the Jurchens send troops to win, there is no benefit, Hatch asked himself that he might not care about the position of Huang Taiji, at most next year, when he sent troops to rob the Ming Dynasty, he called the Mongolian left wing departments, and when he shared the spoils, he could have a conscience.

"Yes!" Nezi's voice was not loud, but it was very firm: "Others may not, but Bogda Khan certainly will!" ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Because Bogda Khan wants to be the real Khan of our Mongols!" Neqi replied: "When the Jurchens hit the territory of the Han people, they would kill the old people and children, rob Ding Zhuang and women, rob property and food, and set fire to houses; But even if they had overcome us, they would have made an alliance with us to marry their daughters to us and our daughters to be wives. When Lin Dan Khan attacked the Korqin people, the Jurchens immediately sent troops to protect the Korqin people. This time Liu Jinong sent troops to the east, and the Jurchens will also send troops to protect the left wing departments! ”

"Well, what if the victorious side blames us for not being on their side?"

"Don't worry!" A smile appeared on Neqi's face: "Whether Liu Jinong wins the battle or Bogda Khan wins, this is just the beginning, and they can't refuse the ally of the Zalut Ministry." They only hate one person! (To be continued.) )