In autumn, the Liaoxi Plain is a refreshing scenery, and the fifty-three teenagers ride their horses all the way to the north, and even their hearts become more open-minded.

Until they reached the south bank of the Hunhe River, they didn't even appear a fine work of Houjin.

The Karen outpost I saw along the way was also dilapidated, and it was obvious that no one had moved in and repaired it for a long time.

This strongly proves Huang Chongzhen's assertion that during this time, it was the best time for the Guanning army to go east and expand the fruits of victory to the maximum, rather than just passively struggling in the Liaoxi Corridor, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Huang Chongzhen looked at the rippling Hunhe River in autumn, remembered the scene of killing two white-armored monsters here last winter, grinned, jumped off the big black horse, turned to the coachmen who drove close and smiled: "Your mission is over, the next road, it's time for us to go by ourselves." ”

"Okay, take care." The coachman who knew the destiny of heaven jumped out of the carriage and said with a smile, "But before that, let me wait for the rough man, cut wood and make a boat for the young man, and then move these wine jars to the boat." ”

"Okay." Huang Chongzhen nodded, and said to Zhou Ji and the others, "This forest is the place where I fought with the pursuers after I came out of Shenyang, and most of the year has passed, and I don't know if there are still traces." ”

"Go in and see if you're bragging." Wu Sangui laughed, spread his legs and ran in first.

"It's broken!" Huang Chongzhen waited for his vigorous back to completely disappear between the shadows of the trees, and then punched him in the palm of his hand and said, "Maybe there are still some traps that have not been triggered!" ”

"Huh? That's it! Then why don't we hurry up and call Xiao Guizi back! ”

Zhou Ji, a generous guy, seemed to have learned badly with Huang Chongzhen, chasing Wu Sangui's back and exclaiming, "Little Guizi! Little Guizi! Slow down! There are traps in the woods, beware of falling......"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound of "boom" in the forest, and it seemed that a piece of ground had collapsed.

At the same time, Wu Sangui's terrified roar also came out: "Labor and management dare to brew ......"

"Sangui!" Although Zu Dale couldn't get used to that kid, he was his cheap nephew after all, and it was a pity that he broke it, so he rushed into the forest with his own soldiers.

Huang Chongzhen looked relaxed, patted his thick chest gently, and comforted his little heart: "Fortunately, although that trap is the largest, it has the least lethality, and it was originally used to catch wild boars." ”

Scar Liu Ting felt more and more that following the young man in front of him was the most correct choice in this life.

He is not only smarter than anyone else, hot-blooded than anyone else, and more jealous than anyone else......

The point is to be more cunning than anyone else, to be able to use bad brains, and to have countless ideas.

Simply some kind of excellent characteristic, Liu Ting, who has passed the age of establishment, has seen too much, but he has not seen many achievements of those people.

The general before him was so upright and hot-blooded, and he also made so many efforts for Liaodong, but in the end, he didn't pay for his life heroically, and he couldn't save the general trend of the army's rout.

Perhaps, only this kind of kid with a lot of ghost ideas and thieves can lead the more and more upright Ming generals and troops to resist the offensive of the mountains and mountains of Houjin, and then turn the defense into an attack.

Only this kind of boy with a belly full of bad ink can break through the sky that is blocked by more and more pedantic Ming civil officials, and it will be clear and clear, a clear sun, moon and starry sky.

In fact, since he was very young, Wu Sangui thought that everything he did was always right.

I can't understand why when he grows up, so many people disagree, which makes him very confused.

What's even more annoying is that the guy who is taller and stronger than him does things that are obviously bad to the bone, but he can always find a convincing reason.

In other words, no matter what reason he finds for it, others will only regard it as a quibble.

The old man who knew the destiny of heaven also couldn't understand why the young man who had just been polite suddenly became so paranoid, and had to dismantle the wheels of his carriage and transport it to the other side on a raft.

I guess it's a good thing...... The wood used to assemble the frame should have an end on the mountain in Guanning, and the wheel is not a problem, after all, even the gun carriage can be forged in that later life, and it is naturally not difficult to have a mere wheel.

However, the old man looked at the abandoned wood all over the ground, and felt that it was a pity.

The hard-working old man of the Han family really wants to transport it home to be used as firewood.

However, without the wheel, it is impossible to push or even hold back to Ningyuan, right?

The old man sighed softly, but it did not prevent him from waving goodbye to the good young man Guan Ning on the raft in the center of the Hunhe River, and loudly instructed them: "You must return safely." ”

"Thank you, we will." Huang Chongzhen and the others waved their arms vigorously, and asked loudly, "Please take care of our war horses, they are our best companions." ”

"Don't worry, we will." The old man solemnly promised, then turned around and stroked the soft mane of the big black horse lovingly.

Huang Chongzhen led everyone to the north bank of the Hunhe River, and after unloading his things, he didn't forget to gather his breath and shouted towards the south bank: "Go back quickly!" ”

The big black horse man stood up, said goodbye to his eldest brother with an extremely loud and long neigh, and then turned around with the old man, and led many horses back.

At this time, he had fully exerted his advantages as the leader of the wild horses, and he could lead in front without the old man and others holding the reins.

Then there were tigers and black bears hiding in the wild grass in the distance, cheering on their brothers with an occasional yawn or two, and the big black horse put away the rather unruly war horses.

Not to mention the horses of the old man and others, they just followed behind with their heads down, and even the frame was saved.

Huang Chongzhen stood on a small plateau on the north bank of the river embankment, watching the big black horse disappear into the vast wilderness of western Liaoning, and knowing that the tiger and the black bear were hiding nearby, he couldn't help but be extremely reluctant in his heart.

"Let's go too, the trolleys are all done according to your drawings." Zhou Ji walked up to comfort him.

"Okay, I hope to get to Liaoyang before dark." Huang Chongzhen nodded, jumped down the high slope, walked to the front of the mission, and pulled up a trolley that had just been completed.

Zhou Ji naturally nudged on one side, and Scar Liu Ting was in charge of the other.

Zu Dale also pulled up a fight in the same way, and shook his head to signal Wu Sangui to learn a little from Zhou Ji.

But this eldest young master probably likes to kneel on the bed and push the huge carts of the two Qinglou women, and he is extremely disdainful of these poorly made trolleys.

Fortunately, his loyal house slave still has a little eyesight, otherwise Zu Dale, the cousin, would have to smoke him.

The big cow is worthy of the name and surname, and if a big character is sandwiched in the middle, one person can pull a trolley full of wine jars.

The sun sets, the dusk floats, and the end of the day is full of unpredictable and enchanting fiery clouds.

The group pulled the cart, the cart of the cart, and the joke of talking, not only did they have a trace of consciousness of going deep into the land of jackals, but they were relaxed and happy, and they would never live up to the beautiful scenery of this good day.

Even Wu Sangui whistled, enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way, with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and the appearance of walking leisurely with his head in his hands was so chic and happy.

The Hunhe River flows by the huge Liaoyang City, so on the south bank of the Hunhe River here, Liaoyang can also be seen from afar.

Although Houjin temporarily gave up probing his minions to the Liaoxi Plain, a large number of sentinels were arranged north of the Hunhe River and east of the Liaohe River.

Huang Chongzhen and his entourage were seen by Houjin's sentinels from Liaoyang, and then flew to report to Liaoyang.

A group of cavalry rushed out of the west gate of Liaoyang with vigorous steps to meet the last touch of the sunset, and roared before sunset, surrounding them.

Seeing them arrogantly circling around him, Wu Sangui really wanted to ignite the gunpowder bag on his body, and then pounce viciously, but when he thought about it, wouldn't he even be dead? I had no choice but to give up and wait and see what happened.

This team of Jiannu cavalry did not release arrows to kill them at the first time, which shows that they have a certain fear of Da Ming at this time, although they will not admit it if they are dead or alive.

Huang Chongzhen showed a smile that was warmer than Chaoyang, and he was calmer than Wu Sangui for a long time.

Until the pair of Jiannu cavalry turned around and became dizzy, they also became tired, slowed down, and the whistling sound was also low, and finally they couldn't hold it.

A person with a true appearance came out of the crowd, and the halberd pointed at a group of young men with their heads held high, and shouted: "I am a cow under the command of Shuobeile, who are you waiting for?" Come to my big gold, what's the so-called? ”

Wu Sangui was angry at the crown, and wanted to have a good theory with him, but Huang Chongzhen didn't want to compete with this kind of little minion in words, so he took the lead in stepping forward, but he didn't speak, but looked at him with a smile.

Ergou also seemed to be a little tired of this ugly monster with a mouse tail braid, so he barked at him a few times.

"Huh?" Kakamu glanced at the second dog, and the halberd pointed at Huang Chongzhen and said, "This is your dog?" ”

"Yes." Huang Chongzhen lowered his head and touched Ergou's huge head, then raised his head again and nodded.

"Good dog." Ezhen gave Huang Chongzhen a thumbs up.

"Thank you." Huang Chongzhen is very happy that someone can praise his brother in front of him.

Kakamu saw that the Han man couldn't understand his finger and scolding Huai, so he laughed smugly.

Wu Sangui was a little upset about his brother's humiliation, but Huang Chongzhen didn't care at all, but grinned: "Actually, I don't want to be the guest of all the of the aristocracy." ”

How can this kind of high-grade black material be made up of Kakamu and the simple minds of his subordinates?

So, they were stunned for a moment, and then laughed so much that tears were about to flow out.