【Li Yuanfang lv.4】

[Constitution: 25]

[Sensitivity: 28]

[Spirit: 25]

Li Yuanfang's upgrade actually increased by 27 attributes, which means that his single attribute at each level is +3, no wonder it costs 1000 glory points for each upgrade.

In the end, Qin Rongshuai easily upgraded the Amazon female warrior to level 5, increasing the three-dimensional to 22, 18, and 19, and added a shield technique, which can put on an energy shield for herself to resist damage.

Looking at the data under his hands, Qin Rongshuai was simply refreshed, and after eating something, he jumped on horseback and walked slowly all the way east.

At this time, it was already September, and there was a cool breeze blowing on the grassland, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the green grass was rippling, and the heart was extraordinarily relaxed.

In front of me is already the boundary of Horqin, which is a little different from the scenery of the grassland, with continuous rivers and forests, fertile fields and fertile fields, and all kinds of plants growing luxuriantly.

The dense forest is full of plump and ripe fruits, and the people around them are constantly picking them, but the fruits picked are only a drop in the ocean.

The river in the forest was almost full of fish, and he picked up a huge white fish, weighing seven or eight pounds, and fluttering back and forth.

Qin Rongshuai casually pushed away a roe deer that came over, this thing didn't seem to have seen much people, and it was a little silly.

Hitting the roe deer and scooping the fish, this statement does not seem to be false at all.

It's a great place, but it's a bit cold in winter.

Qin Rongshuai continued to move forward, and after crossing the forest, he saw the road opened up by the Nuer Gandu Siwei back then, and the number of people gradually increased.

There are not only herdsmen, Jurchens, and Sauron people from Horqin, but also some Han people from time to time.

Some have been here for more than ten years, and some have come in recent years, struggling to survive in the local area.

After following these people for a few miles, I saw a city surrounded by a wooden fence, which was not large, with a radius of four or five miles, just like a small county town in the Ming Dynasty.

Inside the wooden fence are patches of white tents, and a large number of furs are drying in the open space next to them, sheepskins, deer skins, cow skins, wolf skins, fox skins, and even mink skins, all piled up casually in the open space.

These furs, which are valuable in the mainland, are placed in such a random manner, and there are countless quantities, and some of the furs have been damaged by insects, so they will be thrown aside and thrown away.

Fur, ginseng, pearls, these are the specialties of Liaodong, the locals are to exchange this thing for salt, tea and ironware in the Guannai, these are the necessities of the local people's life, so this trade route has long existed.

Qin Rongshuai is not disgusted by this, this kind of trade exchange is not good or bad.

The Jianjiao were different, most of these materials in their hands were looted, looted gold and silver booty in Liaodong, and then handed over to the smugglers represented by Fan Yongdou to sell the stolen goods, and then exchanged for grain, iron ingots and other strategic materials.

Everything was for the smuggling trade generated by the war, and not only that, Fan Yongdou also sold a lot of secrets of the Ming Dynasty to collect intelligence for Jianyu.

Therefore, Qin Rongshuai must kill him, and in front of the two armies, in front of everyone, cut off his head, and then trigger a big battle between the two armies.

The cavalry charged, and under the hooves of thousands of horses, Fan Yongdou's corpse was trampled into a pulp, and there was no place to bury him.

This is a warning to those who are traitors for money.

Being a traitor will not end well.

Qin Rongshuai led the horse and leisurely watched the scenery while walking towards the city, where he planned to take a rest and buy a few little lambs to roast and eat.

At the same time as beating the teeth of his subordinates, he also did team building work, after all, he hadn't released them for a long time.

While he was pondering how to buy a few sheep, he was confronted by a group of people, all shiny bald, with three-quarters of their hair shaved off their heads, and only a small bunch of thin braids on the back of their heads.

This is the standard hairstyle of the Jurchen people, with money rat tails, which is very ugly.

These people were wearing thick arrow robes, carrying bows and arrows and swords, all of them looked unkind, and their eyes were shining with cruel cold light, whether they were grassland herdsmen or Han people in Liaodong, they all looked like they were looking at prey to be slaughtered.

The leader is a man with a strong body, broad shoulders, thick calluses on his hands, and walks with laps and legs, and at first glance he is a skilled man with bows and horses.

He loudly scolded his subordinates in Manchu, "The master is coming soon, we all have to be clever as slaves, and sweep all the fine work for the master." ”

"Huh!" Others hurriedly agreed.

"Lord Etuhun, I heard that this time not only the Great Khan is here, but also the Second Belle and the Eighth Belle are here?" A person next to him asked with a flattering expression, "What the hell is going on, the Great Khan of Labor and the two Baylors came together, you are well-informed, tell everyone." ”

"The master has something important to do when he comes out this time, what are you asking about?" Etu narrowed his eyes, with a smug expression, and pretended to be reserved, "Actually, it's not a big deal, hasn't a slave surnamed Fan in the south been transporting food for us, and this time he was robbed, so he had to ask his master to go out of the mountain......

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up, his eyes stared at Qin Rongshuai, and shouted, "Oh, you stop!" ”

Etuhun first shouted twice in Manchu and then in Mongolian, and seeing that Qin Rongshuai did not react, he pulled out his knife with a cold expression and said in a stiff Liaodong Han dialect: "Who are you?" ”

Qin Rongshuai originally didn't want to cause more trouble, and wanted to avoid these people so that he could continue to ponder the roast sheep, but he didn't expect the other party to directly target him.

Until the other party pulled out the knife, Qin Rongshuai didn't realize where he was exposed.

Although Qin Rongshuai was wearing a herdsman's torn leather jacket, he was tall, handsome, and had a Zhuoya temperament that could not be stopped by an embarrassed beard, standing in the crowd like a firefly in the night.

The other party was used to being domineering, and seeing that Qin Rongshuai didn't speak, he strode up with a knife and a sinister smile, and then flew back at great speed.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't see what was happening at all, only to feel a black shadow flying over.

The Jurchens looked back and saw that Etu was nestled in a collapsed tent, dying and unable to speak.

The remaining Jurchens were immediately furious, drew their knives and were about to pounce.

Then there were two more "pops", and the two Jurchens were kicked and slammed on the ground on one side, not moving.

The rest of the people were stunned, they only felt that the crotch of their pants was a little cold, and the knife in their hands was unstable, and they were trembling around Qin Rongshuai, but no one dared to rush up again.

One of them felt that this seemed to be a loss of face, so he opened his mouth and threatened: "Our Great Khan will lead an army of 30,000 to arrive soon, and if we don't hurry up, we will ...... I warn you, don't come! ”

Warn me?

Qin Rongshuai smiled contemptuously, I am often warned by the FBI, do you see that I am afraid?

A cold light flashed, Qin Rongshuai pulled out a long knife and rushed over, chopping melons and vegetables, chopping the Jurchens to the ground, and then cutting off their heads.

It's all military feats.

The people next to him were all dumbfounded, staring at the bloody scene blankly, and after a long time, someone suddenly shouted, "Run!" ”

In an instant, the city, which had been quiet just a moment ago, seemed to have exploded, and the herdsmen packed up their things haphazardly, mounted their horses and ran.

Looking at this chaotic scene, Qin Rongshuai felt a little strange, I killed the Jurchens, what are you running?

This is a gray-haired old man of the Han people, with a depressed face, "Housheng, let's go, those Jianzhou Jurchens will come back to take revenge, run, run as far as possible." ”

At this time, a group of people suddenly came out of the side and surrounded Qin Rongshuai, "No, he can't go, he killed the Jurchens, and those Jurchens will take revenge on us." ”

"If he runs away, the Jianzhou Jurchen will definitely wash the entire grassland in blood, and he can't be let go."

"Catch him!"

"Catch him!"

Qin Rong was handsome, and after a long while, he came back to his senses, and sneered: "I dare to kill the Jurchens, don't I dare to kill you?" ”

The people around him were so frightened that they all took a few steps back, and then one person shouted in the crowd, "What are you afraid of, he's alone!" Catch him, you must give an explanation to the Jurchens! ”

Qin Rong smiled handsomely, glared at him, and saw that the shouting people in the crowd hurriedly lowered their heads, wanting to hide back.

"Come over to me!"

Where did Qin Rongshuai give him a chance, he pushed everyone away, grabbed the man's collar and picked him up, "What did you shout just now?" ”

The man immediately screamed in fright, "Spare your life!" ”

"Now I remember to call a hero?!" Qin Rongshuai snorted coldly, "It's late." ”

Then, with a flick of his hand, he threw the man out of his hand, and a large living person jumped directly over the crowd and fell heavily on the open space.

"Who else?!" Qin Rongshuai glanced at the audience.

Everyone was silent.

(Thank you for your tips and monthly passes, I haven't opened a writer's assistant recently, and I'll make a list tomorrow to thank you one by one)