"Run!"

"Here comes the Tartars!"

The crowd in the market suddenly ran wildly, all kinds of vendors were pushed to the ground, and many people were also pushed and fell.

Saturday and Nine clung to the two sugar men and wanted to find his wife and children, but he couldn't see anything except the messy figures.

As he was running with the crowd, his throat suddenly tightened, and a rope trap was wrapped around his neck.

"The Great Generalissimo is begging for thieves, you worthless southerners have been requisitioned!"

A group of fierce Mongol cavalry shouted.

These Mongols are good at harnessing horses, and there is no pressure on them.

The rope around Liuliujiu's neck made it impossible for him to escape, and a group of soldiers dismounted and took out the rope and strung Liuliujiu, a young and strong Han people, with their hands tied.

"Don't run, whoever dares to run, kill!" A Mongolian soldier shouted on a horse.

Saturday Jiuyu's eyes were full of tears, he couldn't see his wife and children in the chaotic crowd, and his heart was full of fear and worry.

However, Liuliujiu did not dare to resist or beg for mercy, several people were hacked to death when they tried to escape, and those who kowtowed and begged for mercy were also beaten violently.

A string of strong men were gathered together like animals.

The originally lively bazaar was already crying and screaming at this time.

The official army of Meng Yuan not only forcibly requisitioned the strong men, but also stole all the carriages, horses and grain, and the originally lively market was already a crying and wailing at this time.

A large number of women and children who have been robbed of their men or property are weeping in grief.

"The imperial court requisitioned, whoever cries again will be to confuse the army's heart and kill!"

Aru Ash listened to these weepings, frowned and gave orders.

Under the intimidation of the Mongolian cavalry, those old and weak women and children endured it.

"My lord, it's all arranged!" A staff member ran over and said.

After some arrangement, these strong men will take on the task of transporting grain and grass.

When the time comes to the battlefield, Aru Ash will also let them charge forward to consume the strength of the Red Turban Thief.

"No, it's too small!"

When Aru Grey heard this, he shook his head dissatisfiedly.

Although there were thousands of people in this bazaar, there were not many strong men among them, and it was not enough for Aru Ash.

"And what are you going to do?" One of the generals immediately asked.

Aru Ash pointed at the old and weak women and children with his horsewhip and commanded loudly.

"Pick the sturdy women inside, and let them carry the burden in the cart!"

"Yes, my lord!"

When several Mongolian generals heard this, they led their subordinates to rush into the crowd, and after some dragging, they forcibly recruited a group of sturdy women.

Many of the women were dragged away from their children, leaving behind children who were crying.

Many children followed the crowd after their mothers, crying and screaming as they ran.

Saturday Nine, who was tied with his hands tied, suddenly heard a familiar voice in the chaotic crying.

"Woo, woo..."

"Daddy! Mother! ”

The voices of the two children came, and Liujiu craned his neck to look.

Sure enough, I saw my wife and a pair of children.

The scene in front of him made Saturday Jiu immediately shocked and angry.

His wife Wu Sanniang was also tied with a rope around her neck, and a pair of children were crying and chasing behind her.

Wu Sanniang clutched the rope around her neck with both hands, wanting to resist and struggle, because she knew that her man had been arrested, and if she was taken away again, those children would have no way to live.

"Master Jun, spare the slave! Have mercy on me! ”

Wu Sanniang dragged the rope and refused to get up and leave.

The Mongolian soldier who was holding her was furious, and with a sudden force in his hand, the rope immediately dragged Wu Sanniang to the ground.

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

At this time, a pair of young children had already caught up and pounced on Wu Sanniang and wept bitterly.

Wu Sanniang hugged her children and cried along.

The Mongol soldier was unable to pick her up, and was immediately annoyed by the ridicule of his companions.

I saw that he suddenly pulled out the saber at his waist and slashed it down.

Poor Wu Sanniang didn't even shout, and half of her neck was cut off.

The bubbling blood instantly stained the ground red.

The two young children were so frightened by the tragedy that they almost lost their voices.

"Phew! Look for death! ”

The Mongol scolded, put away his saber and turned away, as if he had done nothing.

In just a moment, Saturday Jiu witnessed the tragic death of his wife, and a pair of children fell into loneliness and helplessness.

Saturday Jiu was sad and wanted to fight hard, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his body.

Syllable!

Smack!

A Mongol cavalryman wields a leather whip and whips the captured men.

He thrashed them as he drank and ordered them to move forward quickly.

A Han officer next to him shouted loudly.

"The court begs for thieves, if anyone is disobedient, it will be death!"

Saturday Jiu's heart was in pain, and he walked forward with blurred teary eyes.

As the bodies of a pair of children and his wife disappeared behind him, Saturday Nine kept telling himself.

"Live! Son, you have to wait for me to come back! ”

With a cry, Meng Yuan's official army looted the originally lively bazaar.

Aru Grey was still not satisfied.

He also ordered that all the surrounding villages within ten miles were forcibly requisitioned one by one.

That's the result that satisfies him.

In the end, Mengyuan Henan Jiangbei Province Zhongcheng Alu Gray led 20,000 Mengyuan official troops, plus nearly 30,000 Ding Zhuang women and a large number of grain and grass towards the direction of Dingyuan.

For these forcibly recruited Ding Zhuang women, Aru Ash didn't care about their lives or deaths.

Aru Ash ordered the whole army to march in a hurry, and these Ding Zhuang women not only had to push carts and carry burdens when they marched, but also cut wood, collected firewood, carried water, and dug trenches when they set up camp, and their daily rations were pitiful.

Just three days later, when Aru Ash led the army to Qingyuan Town, many of the weaker women had already died of exhaustion on the road, and the rest were all exhausted men.

"Lord Zhongcheng, the scout in front has come to report that the striker of the red turban thief has been discovered!"

Aru Gray has just arrived in Qingyuan Town with his army, and he has been rewarded from the front.

"Haha, these anti-thieves are walking very fast, this Qingyuan Town is where they are buried!"

Aru Grey said proudly.

Qingyuan Town, after all, is from Dingyuan to Chuzhou, the north is Daqing Mountain and Qingliu River, the south is a hilly and mountainous area, only Qingyuan Town here is flat.

The advance of tens of thousands of troops must be inseparable from convenient roads, otherwise the grain and grass will not keep up.

After all, soldiers can travel lightly over mountains and mountains, but chariots and horses carrying heavy grain and grass cannot do so.

Therefore, when Aru Ash arrived in Qingyuan Town, he occupied the vital place in advance and had the advantage of waiting for work.

The news that Meng Yuan's official army occupied Qingyuan Town also quickly spread to the Red Turban Army.

After Zhu Yuanzhang heard the news, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"Alas! It's a pity, we have too few cavalry, otherwise we would have sent two or three thousand cavalry to seize Qingyuan Town. Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and said.