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The black cavalry swept over from the horizon like waves, the frightened Jurchens ran wild on the snowfield like hunted rabbits, the desperate old patriarch rode on a bareback horse, holding his little grandson tightly in his arms, tightly pulling the mane of the war horse, and sticking to the back of the war horse as much as possible, sweat flowed out of the gray hair and hit the grandson's ignorant cheeks, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat, just behind him, his people were being slaughtered, The women and children who could not run were first annihilated by the black waves. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The raging cavalry didn't even have to use their hands, and the horses knocked them to the ground, and then the horses' rough iron hooves stepped on them...... After the waves, all that remains in the snow is a blood-colored mud......

Seeing that the pocket-shaped formation was gradually tightening, the old patriarch roared: "Bo! Get out alive! Remember that today, the blood of Nari Khan has been drained. After speaking, he stabbed the buttocks of the war horse with a short knife, the war horse was in pain, and rushed forward, the old patriarch let go of the hand holding the little grandson, tried his best to jump off the war horse, and was led forward by inertia for a long time, when he stood up, his head was already broken and bleeding, and his body had not yet stood firmly, he drew his knife and roared and rushed towards the Liao cavalry who rushed over.

"Why, O gods? Noble lords, Nari Khan has never lost a little tribute, our best fur is dedicated to you, our most beautiful children are dedicated to you, we have dedicated the most vigorous Hai Dongqing to you, what more do you want? Why? ”

The old patriarch's angry cries were ignored. Those black waves-like cavalry were as cold as the waves in the East China Sea, still squeezing inward, and the old patriarch had not yet rushed to him. A spear pierced his chest, and before the corpse could fall, his head was cut off by a long knife, and just as the head flew into the sky, he saw the vigorous horse finally rush out of the gap......

A large hand grabbed his messy hair, spat at the dead head, and hung under the horse's neck. It's the best loot.

The rest of the Jurchens were strung with ropes by the cavalry, and these men were to be put on wooden stakes and dried for the public. Your Majesty has said that without fear, there is no surrender! The death of a Khitan nobleman must have a thousand Jurchens to be buried.

But there was a little cub who escaped, and this one was very troublesome. The Jurchens hate this, if there is hatred, they should all be killed, if there is only one left, sooner or later there will be trouble, they can remember the hatred for many years, there was such a precedent before, a nobleman bent the game of killing the Jurchen, but he didn't kill it cleanly, and ran away with two people. These two guys actually sneaked into the nobleman's mansion ten years later and killed the nobleman's family overnight. For this group that admits death, the Khitan people hate it deeply.

A small group of Khitan cavalry chased all the way down along the Jurchen child's war horse hoof prints, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, and they were very familiar with this set.

A caravan of the Song people appeared on the vast snowfield, led by a man wearing a thick fur coat. He wears a dogskin hat on his head, and his hat is very special. It is very different from the hat usually worn by the Song people, it is made of dog skin, and there are two ears hanging down from it, which can be firmly tied to the chin with a rope, and it is warm to look at.

While burping, he yelled at the guy in the carriage who shrunk like a hibernating bear: "Lao Zhao, come down and take a walk, it will be colder if you shrink in the carriage like this, and you can't drink too much wine, if you drink too much, your body will sweat, and you will freeze to death when you sweat." ”

The fat man in the carriage moved slightly, and quickly retracted again, holding a stove in his arms and cursing: "Dog's day, this weather is too cold, Lao Tzu is known in Tokyo as a person who is never afraid of the cold, how can he become like this when he arrives here?" ”

The man on the horse laughed and said, "Bear with it, you think this is a warm house at home?" Nari Khan is too far away, if it weren't for the general's must be Hai Dongqing, we wouldn't have to suffer this crime, you said that the general doesn't like hunting, what do you want Hai Dongqing to do? This thing is a rare thing even in Liaodong, and it seems that there is nothing left of the money earned this time, and Nari Khan's old bones are cunning and cunning, and we can't get much cheap. ”

The fat man in the carriage looked at his frozen pale companion and scolded: "Dogs, you can't shut your stinky mouth, what do you want the general to do here, what can you tell you what the general wants?" Get the errand done well, and Madame will definitely reward her a lot when she goes back, and now think more about how to deal with the old bones of Nari Khan. ”

The big man laughed, and then came to the big guy and discussed in a low voice, and finally very reluctantly took out the wine jug in his arms and put it on the carriage and said: "Lao Zhao, to deal with these Jurchens, you must use magic weapons, our spirits are a big killer, and the old bones are the most cunning Jurchens, but ah, as long as you see the spirits, you will be dead!" Hahaha......"

Lao Zhao patted the fur-wrapped wine jar in the carriage and smiled: "There are two more jars here." ”

Dahan unceremoniously pulled up the fur wrapped in the wine jar and said to Lao Zhao: "It doesn't take so much, this time the Jurchens' Haidongqing harvest is not good, and they got four from the Jurchens in the East China Sea, which is very far from the ten required by the general, and the old bones of Nari Khan are well-known falconry masters among the Jurchens, if they can get him back to Tokyo, the general will be very happy." ”

A group of people were shivering from the cold, but they were giggling and talking, only in this way could they feel a little warmer.

When walking through a forest, Lao Wei, who was riding a horse, suddenly sniffed his nose hard, pulled out his knife and shouted: "Be on guard, be on guard!" There's gore! ”

Lao Zhao quickly retracted into the carriage, the other guards quietly drew their sabers, Lao Wei reached out with his left hand to his back, took off the crossbow, stared at the snowdrift on the left and roared in Jurchen words. There was no movement there.

Jumping off the horse, slowly approaching the snowdrift, he turned sharply to the back of the snowdrift and couldn't help but gasp, a twelve or thirteen-year-old child was bloody, and the blood on his body seemed to be frozen. The child was not big, but there were a lot of arrows in his body, and he was lying there like a hedgehog.

A guard poked his hand on the young man's nose and said: "There is still a breath, it is troublesome to rescue, this ghost place can't be saved casually, maybe it will cause trouble, let's do the general's big business, this kid will go with him." ”

Lao Wei nodded, put away the knife and crossbow arrows, I have seen a lot of such tragic things in the East China Sea in the past few years, no one is a bodhisattva, and it is already benevolent to not harm people, who dares to save people without anything.

Just when Lao Wei was about to leave, he suddenly saw a large piece of black green on the young man's neck, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he tore open the child's collar, only to see that the young man's back was pierced with green material A Hai Dongqing who was about to fly with wings was pierced out.

Seeing this tattoo, Lao Wei was overjoyed, took off his fur, and wrapped it around the young man's body, as a veteran, he saw very clearly, the arrows in this young man's body were not deep, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he pulled out those arrows, filled those holes with gold sore medicine, and then quickly sent the young man into the carriage.

"Old Wei, you don't fucking think we don't have enough things to do, do you get a dead child and put it in the carriage for what?"

Lao Zhao scolded, but shrank his body inside a little to make enough space for the child.

Lao Wei smiled and couldn't see his teeth, patted the shed of the carriage and said, "You know a fart, this kid is a baby, do you think the falcon can be seen anywhere?" Let's pick one up for nothing, you're still disgusted. ”

"Really?" Lao Zhao was immediately happy, although Lao Wei was slippery, he was a character who said the same, and he was also a character who followed Hou Ye to the east and west, and later injured his lungs in Qingtang, Hou Ye saw that he had no relatives and no reason, so he stayed at home to be the general, and only took the Shi family's sea boat to the East China Sea Jurchen here to find Hai Dongqing for Hou Ye before the ice.

"Let's camp immediately, find a leeward place, and live this kid first, if this kid dies, I don't know how the general will be upset when he goes back."

Another family general interjected: "I think there is a problem, this kid has Hai Dongqing's tattoo on his back, which means that he is indeed a falconer, such a small falconer is very rare, how strict is the Jurchen selection of falconers Our brothers have heard a lot these days, there are only a few "eagle households" that capture Hai Dongqing, Hai Dongqing's habitat is not a cliff, or a dangerous beach, people who have not caught Hai Dongqing can not be regarded as a real falconer, such a young age to catch Hai Dongqing, is it possible? ”

Lao Wei smiled: "No one dares to make such a joke. Don't worry, as long as this kid is rescued and sent back to Tokyo, it will definitely be a great achievement, we will rely on this kid to start a family, and it is not impossible to ask the maid of the family to be his wife. ”

Just as the small convoy of more than a dozen people continued to move forward to find a campsite, eight Liao cavalry swooped down from the hill like a storm.

They turned around and didn't find the child, only the bareback war horse, in this wasteland, as long as there were no horses, a wounded child would have turned into a corpse, just when they climbed the hill to go back, but unexpectedly found a small caravan, this is simply a gift from God, how can there be no reason not to accept.

Lao Wei saw those Liao soldiers from a distance, turned back to Lao Zhao and said: "Damn, bad luck, I met a killer, eight people, if there are no other Liao soldiers nearby, our brother plans to hack these people." ”

Lao Zhao said in horror: "We can't beat it, otherwise we will hand over this child, don't do the goods, Mrs. confessed when he went out, and our brothers saved their lives first." ”

Lao Wei looked at the Liao soldiers who were screaming and rushing over and said with a smile: "The main family is merciful, but our brothers can't take the main family's wages and do nothing, Lao Zhao, don't worry, Lao Tzu has survived the hell in Qingtang, a few Liao soldiers are a fart!" Brothers, it's just these eight crumbs! (To be continued)

PS: Chapter 2