Seven tarts did not die and were no longer tortured, because when he was desperate, he blessed his soul and offered to exchange eleven captive Chinese girls for his quick death. This made Ding Junyue, who was brainwashed by the imperial and Han thoughts, moved, so he didn't go to the knife again, and after asking him how many captive Chinese women were in his tribe, he told him: "If you send all 32 people over, you don't have to die." ”

Relatively speaking, the Red Army's Changsheng is in a much better situation than the Seven Tarts, because he pays more price, or he is smarter than the Seven Tarts: "My life belongs to the master Abang Rakshasa!" I don't need to beg for my life from you. The men and women of my tribe are all owned by my master, and I have no right to give them to you, you are the master's student, and if the master agrees, you can take it yourself. ”

Du Ziteng listened on the side and couldn't help but say, "Mr. didn't promise to take you as a slave. ”

"I, the tart horse Chi Ikirata, was destined to be the slave of the Akrakshasa from the first time I saw the master in the cat village, I knew that he was my king, and I would follow him, lay down many cities for him, and snatch the women, cattle and sheep back to the master, and the master saw that the tart horse was a useful slave, and he would agree to teach me to help him with the grass and help him wash the horse!"

Du Ziteng was completely speechless, what kind of person is this? He also said that because of poverty, he surrendered because he wanted to save his life, which is understandable. At present, it was Ding Junyue who told him that he wanted cattle, sheep, and plundered Ming people to buy his life, and he didn't want him to die, but this guy insisted on sacrificing the entire tribe to Ding Yi, and then came to be a slave himself......

Can't the Red Army Changsheng here want to sacrifice the tribe to Ding Yi, and then Du Ziteng or Ding Junyue don't want to abuse him again, right? There is no reason for this in the world, so I had to temporarily detain him and wait for Ding to wake up before he will be released. The seven tarts were tied by the cavalry platoon, and Ding Junyue brought three more platoons of mounted infantry. It is regarded as three platoons of dragoons, and they go to the tribe of the seven tarts together to get the personnel and cattle and sheep promised by the other party.

There are no twists and turns, because the time is very short, and the seven tarts have taken away the men in the tribe who can fight well, and there are not too many people left behind, all of them are old people, children and women, in Ding Junyue's words: "A weapon fight that is not worth mentioning." "The dragoons dismounted, and as soon as the formation was completed, the cavalry platoon that had rushed in earlier had already put down all the dozen or so people who dared to resist.

took away more than 100 captives of the Ming people. Ding Junyue released the bitter face of the seven tarts on the spot, Du Ziteng originally didn't agree, but Ding Junyue insisted on the matter of the prisoner, Ding Yi handed it over to her, if Du Ziteng didn't agree. You can wait for the Seven Victims of Tart Nayan to enter the tribe, and then arrest him.

Du Ziteng smiled. He didn't say anything more. What's the point of doing that? It's better to slaughter all the people here.

However, he was vaguely worried, because Ding Junyue's unconsciously revealed desire for power was not necessarily a good thing for the students of Thunder Academy. Qi Shou Tart was not ready to take revenge, and the people in his tribe did not blame him, because Ding Junyue gave him a promise: "You are allowed to go to Miyun Qianwei every three months." Dedication of cattle and sheep! ”

Originally, she was going to say tribute, but fortunately she was stopped by Du Ziteng.

But Qishou Tart Nayan is not really a pig, where can I not understand? Doesn't that mean the same thing?

Tribute, how many people on the steppe. survived by paying tribute to the Ming Dynasty.

As long as they are allowed to contribute, they can exchange for tea, rice and noodles, and they will have a way to live.

What dignity and integrity, in the face of the pressure of survival, in front of the grassland people whose sense of country and nationality is almost equal to nothing, is really not worth mentioning. Including the loss of manpower in this failed attack, no one was blamed for this, after all, he found a way for the people in the tribe to survive the winter.

And Wang Yue led the remaining half of the platoon and continued to guard the prisoners.

There are more than 20 young people in half a platoon, and most of them are girls, because other companies pick people to make up for the vacancies, most of them are men, it is not the season for Mu Shaoai to go to the battlefield, there are absolutely very few characters like Ding Ruyu, even Ding Junyue, if it is really hand-to-hand combat bayonets, don't look at the early development of girls, she is not necessarily the opponent of ordinary male classmates.

But the twenty or so people looked at the captives, and it was still very proper.

Not only were they all tied up hands and feet, but it was also because Wang Yue's hands were very black.

As long as you move, it's a knife.

There was no discussion, and there was no excuse.

When Ding woke up and turned around, when he came to look, out of more than 600 captives, only more than 500 were alive with intact limbs, but these people, whether they were injured or not, knelt there without saying a word, and were more honest than domestic dogs. Of course, the exception is Tart Machi Ikirata, who does not seem to regard himself as a prisoner at all, although he also kneels there, but in the style of a victor: "Be honest!" My master, Akhamasa, is coming, and if he displeases him, he will not only kill you, but also torture your soul after you die! ”

Not only did Du Ziteng and Ding Junyue have nothing to do with him before, but now even Wang Yue is speechless, so he can't cut him, right? Even the people who spoke for the Thunder Academy were cut, did they force these captives to finally fight desperately, headbanging and biting with their teeth to seek a glimmer of life that might not exist at all, but also had to fight for it?

But when Ding Junyue and Du Ziteng escorted those who were rescued back to the Ming and returned here, Tart Ma Chi Ikirata was not happy, and he complained: "Why do you want to go to the Seven Tarts to receive his people first? I am the master's minion, why don't I take the master's own tribe first? ”

So even Ding Yi couldn't do it, so he had to ask someone to untie him and teach Du Ziteng and Ding Junyue to run again.

And this time, there were three hundred people brought back, Du Ziteng said with a wry smile: "That guy led his disciples to another tribe, saying that there were a large number of captured Ming people there, only to find out when they arrived, but it was another tribe that came with them to attack us, and the captive companions were rescued, but Tart Ma Chi took the opportunity to annex that tribe to himself." ”

"Not mine! It's all the master's! The Red Army Changsheng waved his hand on the side, correcting it very carefully.

Ding Yi really couldn't stand him, what did he want the old, weak, women and children of those two tribes to do? It's not good to say, these three tribes add up to thousands of people, which sounds like a lot, but it is not as effective as the Duyin tribe that Chen Sandai manages. What's more, in this night, more than 400 people died, and more than 500 living young people were also all detained, whether it was the two tribes that were annexed by the Red Army Changsheng, or the tribes that were seven tart Nayan, they were all completely powerless, what did Ding want these two or three thousand people to do? Are they being raised for nothing?

"All right, they have given it to you. Go back. Ding Yi waved his hand at the Red Army Changsheng.

The latter knelt down and kowtowed in fear, and then showed a begging look: "Master, please give the slave something, so that the slave can watch day and night and remember the master's kindness." He kowtowed again.

Ding Yi was really helpless.

In the end, he was given a tactical knife from the Thunder Academy, and finally sent him away.

Ding Yi did not expect that the Red Army Changsheng relied on this tactical knife, and in the future, he claimed to be the slave of the Akin Rakshasa on the grassland, bullied other tribes, and survived this winter, and later there were people who came to him because of this, and he relied on this knife to lead the people to drive the cattle and sheep, and swaggered to Datong Xuanfu and other places, bartering, and the border guards were about to shoot them to death with arrows, so he took out the knife and claimed to be Ding Yi's minion...... actually asked him to run that tribe to the scale of tens of thousands of people, this is a later story, not to mention it for the time being.

But said that there were more than 500 captives, Du Ziteng came to ask what to do, Ding thought for a moment, but gathered all the students of the Thunder Academy, except for those who were on guard duty. The thirty-one students who had died in battle were placed in front of the queue, and the five hundred captives knelt beside them.

Ding Yi slowly lifted the blanket covering the corpse, read out a name, then straightened up and said coldly: "The first company and the first row, out of the ranks, from these steppe tartars in front of you, one out of every fifty, and escort it over." "The obedience of the students to Ding Yi's order was excellent, and it was quickly completed.

The students of Thunder Academy didn't have any special feelings, but those captives were in a commotion, because they were Tartars, and they were familiar with this kind of thing, but they didn't expect that today, in the hands of the Ming people, it would end like this. Ding Yi sneered and said: "These people, these Tartars, killed my students, killed your classmates, and they still treat the compatriots at the border as cattle and sheep on weekdays, do you have hatred in your hearts?" ”

"Yes!" The first platoon of the first company answered neatly.

Ding nodded and said to them: "Don't use guns, waste ammunition, here are the knives and axes captured from the Tartars, come and pick one yourself...... Have you chosen all the knives and axes? Well, Zi said, repay grievances with virtue, how can you repay virtue? Report it directly! The blood debt will be paid with blood, and the hands will be done. ”

Some teenagers are not afraid to use their hands, and it is not the same thing to kill an enemy with a rifle, kill an enemy with a bayonet, and hack someone to death with a knife and axe.

Dante lifted the blanket, losing his blood and beginning to show his face, but he was a student in the first row of a company, and among his classmates who were in the first row, there were a few who had a very good relationship with him, after all, they had lived together for about two years, studied together, and trained together.

"The who entered the thief, you killed my brother's life, and Lao Tzu wants you to pay for your life!" Then some of them cried and waved their swords and axes. The young man's strength was not enough, at least not enough to be an executioner, and their main training was not swordsmanship, so the tartar was slashed in the neck, and the blood splattered far away, but it was not dead, so the young man did not hesitate to make up for the second and third swords...... When blood splattered on the robes of the others in the first row, looking at the corpses under the blankets, thinking of those seriously injured classmates who did not know whether they were alive or dead, the anger in his chest was ignited.

Then the screams of the Tartars began to sound continuously. (To be continued......)