Ding Yi reluctantly left with the long knife without saying a word, although he couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart.

After a few days, the survivors of these captives did not want to leave.

Because they followed Ding Yi and attacked a tribe again.

The living were given spoils of war, cattle and sheep, women, food, weapons.

A captive soldier who kills two enemies is additionally rewarded with a woman and three sheep.

It's not as much as Battle, but it's fair, they've known it for a long time.

What makes them even more terrifying is: where can they find a tribe on the steppe whose leader does not want spoils? It must be the first to pick the spoils, and then the others will divide it. But Ding Yi himself did not want any booty except to replace a lame reserve horse, whether it was cattle or sheep or women or others.

It seems that finding the right excuse to kill is his only interest.

Provoke a demon who takes pleasure in killing, or follow this leader who will not violate his own principles, fight hard, and get the spoils fairly?

It seems that this does not require a choice.

And when he arrived near Lake Baiga a little more than a month later, Wu Dugan felt that he was right not to object to the migration at that time.

The slanting sun of July was draped over the blood-stained robes of Gadasi, and no one of the Duyin tribes, or the "Ding" tribe, was not stained with blood; Although they were all ridden by one man and three horses, none of the horses were not soaked.

But Wu Dugan was extremely excited in his heart, the tribe was growing, no matter whether the things that Ding Yi told her about "heaven" were true or not, there was no doubt that the tribe was led by this Ming people. In the past month or so, there have been tremendous changes from before.

There were already about 1,700 people in their tribe.

The cowards who could only herd sheep, those who could only milk and cook, died on the road.

Including those who dare to confront Ding Yi.

Three hundred to one thousand seven hundred.

Although, the tribe of 1,700 people is a small tribe, twice as small as their original tribe.

But the 1,700 men were all young men and women, and children, and at least six adults were able to kill the enemy—not on horseback and with bows, but when Ding Yi shot an arrow, eight adults could follow in the direction and shoot the arrows in their hands, forming a rain of arrows. The other forty percent are children and women.

Of the 1,000 adults who could kill the enemy, more than 500 were men. The other 400 or so were women. It is undeniable that it is not feasible for women to shoot arrows with bows and arrows, and it is not feasible to charge with a blade in terms of physical strength and knife skills, but these women can come all the way here, and they should not be underestimated.

Wu Du did it very well. If you count it as a normal tribe, a tribe with more than five hundred warriors. It's close to a tribe of six or seven thousand people.

In a tribe of 10,000 people. There must be old people, children, sick and weak, etc., young and strong men and women account for about six achievements, if half of them are women, then Ding Zhuang is about 3,000 people. Not all who can mount their horses and shoot bows are warriors; Not all men are not afraid to die. Excluding these people, there should be more than a thousand real warriors at most.

Don't think it's incredible. In the battle of Tumubao first, the commander was only 20,000 or 30,000 troops!

Of course, he also unified Warat first, and then unified the Mongol tribes, and even the Great Khan was his puppet. The soldiers under his command are naturally experienced in a hundred battles, and it is by no means comparable to Ding Yi's six hundred subordinates who are similar to Xinding at this time.

"If you don't practice the art of warfare now, your souls will go to hell forever after death, because you are a waste, and your soul is also a waste!" Shamanism originally had no heaven and hell, and later absorbed the teachings of Tibetan Buddhism to have these things, but obviously this is not a lama preaching or shamanic dance, but Ding Yi is starting his brainwashing again, he said to the young man who was sitting around and was promoted to the general banner by him, "Is it over when you die?" No, that's just the beginning, it's the beginning of what will determine whether you'll go to Hell and be tortured or become a Heroic Spirit and be re-tapped again! Don't be afraid of death, if you are loyal and heroic enough. ”

The flags nodded in understanding.

"Heaven is in control of everything, and I am in charge of your fate in the world, if you show me, enough loyalty and liliang, I will give you what you deserve, instead of taking your spoils of war and your women at will, like those little Khans and Na Yan." In fact he not only said this, but he also did it, and more importantly, he himself often did not take any booty or women, and if he took a horse or a bow and arrows, it was nowhere near as much as he deserved for the number of enemies he had slain.

If it is said that after death, these general flags still seem to believe it or not, then they are convinced of what Ding Yi said.

And about two days away from Bauhinia Pass, in a small tribe of less than 100 people, Xu Niu was comforting the anxious Wei Wencheng: "Don't worry, Mr. let us gather here, there must be something big to do." "It is impossible for more than 100 people to go to the small tribe to become leaders, maybe there are far more than 100 small tribes of twenty or thirty households on the grassland, but Chen San and they can't spend all their time looking for them.

If you don't find a suitable tribe to start with in ten days, you will come here to assemble.

So in this small tribe with only a dozen yurts, more than 60 people gathered Hu Shan, Chen San, and others.

From the intercepted Warat Tanma horses and the herdsmen's mouths, they knew that the Ming and Warat had started a war.

And what made Wei Wencheng anxious was that he killed the document on the Tanma a few days ago, saying that the army of Yexian had captured the periphery of Datong! But they couldn't do anything here, and even if they killed the horses, they had to stay away from here before they could do anything, so as not to arouse the vigilance of the Warats, and send troops and horses to search this side.

They have blood, especially under Ding Yi's flickering, they only feel that the world rises and falls, and the husband is responsible, where are they willing to sit here?

"If the gentleman doesn't come for a long time, will I wait here for a long time to do nothing?" Wei Wencheng bit the grass root and asked Hu Shan.

Hu Shan nodded and said in a low voice, "Of course. ”

"When is that gentleman coming?"

"I don't know." Hu Shan replied, looked at the smoke and dust rolling in the distance, took out a charcoal pen to record something in the notebook, and ignored Wei Wencheng at all.

Chen San, who was polishing the flag cluster on the oil stone, reached out to grab Wei Wencheng, who seemed to be about to run away at any time, and said to him: "I know when Mr. will come." ”

"When?" Wei Wencheng held Chen San's wrist with his backhand.

Chen San slapped his hand away, "August." Then he fell silent again, and continued to grind the cluster of arrows in his hand.

"Sir told you that?" Hu Shan couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, so he turned around and asked Xu Niu, "Second brother, do you know this?" ”

The latter shook his head, but laughed and said, "I also think that the sixth brother said something similar, it should be either August or September." ”

"It's certainly not September." Chen San picked up the arrow and looked at it, put it into the quiver, took out another one, and said with a smile, "If Datong can last until August, how can Mr. teach that word?" By mid-August, there were enough generals to bring troops to help, and I waited just in time to follow the army to counterattack......"

"What if Datong doesn't last August?" Wei Wencheng asked anxiously.

Chen San said while grinding the cluster of arrows, "Then what are we going to do here?" There is no opportunity to take advantage of it, and the gentleman will definitely come to lead us back to the customs. He believes that their role is to drive the king, which is similar to the role of hard detectives and rebukes, providing the front terrain and military strength for the army.

"Xiaoliu said that if Datong doesn't last in August, I should go back to Beijing later, I can agree, but I don't think so about the rest." Xu Niu organized the language and expressed his own opinion, "Mr. obviously doesn't want to rely on the factory governor, then there must be a great merit, if the August army is out of the fortress, in the chaos of Warat, we will suddenly kill, kill the general, capture the flag, and make immortal achievements is right!" ”

"Yes, yes!" Wei Wencheng couldn't help but join in.

"It's right for you!" Hu Shan looked at the gradually darkening sky, and scolded with a smile, "Hurry up with Xiaoliu, take someone to patrol, and bring Zhu Dong and Xing Dahe back to rest, otherwise the fourth brother will say that Zhu Dong is a guy, and he may not scold you for a few days." ”

Yang Daming, it is indeed a million heroes, Chen San and Xu Niu are not wrong, in August Yingzong will lead the army to recover Datong. It's just that they guessed the beginning correctly, but they didn't guess the ending correctly.

And now there is no concept of whether Datong will last until August.

Because they wanted to hide their whereabouts, the assembly points set by Ding Yi before setting off were all far away from the route of the Warat march, so Chen San's information was outdated. At this time, Hao Qiu, the little banner that was sent out by Ding Yi to practice, had already pulled the seven brothers who had survived under him from the defeated army and the chaos, and took advantage of the sky to break away from the tide of the rout, and rushed towards the place designated by Ding Yi......

On this day, Wu Hao, the right staff general of Datong Town, met in Maoerzhuang, although the Ming army fought hard, but Zuihou was still defeated by the Wara army, the right staff general Wu Hao was defeated and died, and the Great Wall of Datong Town almost collapsed; A few days later, in the mountains behind the Yanghe River, Song Ying, the governor of Datong, the Marquis of Xining, would be killed in battle......

What Ding Yi is going to lead them to do is definitely not to capture the flag.

Hu Shan did not wait until August, at noon one day in late July, Hu Shan led the team of brocade guards, was lurking in the grass and long grass to monitor the surroundings, they heard the sound of horses' hooves coming to this side, but the direction was from the grassland to Daming, Hu Shan and others heard only a few horses, thinking that it was Wara Tan Horse passing by, just to catch a live mouth.

As soon as he raised the crossbow, he saw a person and two horses appear in the field of vision from afar, and the discerning sergeant said to Hu Shan: "I'm afraid it's not right, look at the costume seems to be the Ming Dynasty's well-dressed ......" Hu Shan hurriedly asked a group of sergeants to put down the crossbow first, anyway, there was only one person coming, and he would not get away if he got closer. (To be continued......)