"Don't hurt my people!"

Just as the soldiers raised their knives and were about to slash, a child of about seven or eight years old with his hands tied rushed out despite the obstruction of those around him.

Zhu Zhangui looked at the child who rushed out, glanced at Princess Samur next to him, and smiled under his desperate eyes.

"What a brave little fellow, I like a responsible little man like you."

"Humph!"

also snorted coldly first, glaring at Zhu Zhangui angrily.

"Less nonsense, I'm out now, hurry up and release my people."

Zhu Zhangui smiled indifferently, and then said regretfully: "I'm sorry, you came out late." ”

With a cold expression and a wave of his hand, the knives in the hands of the soldiers fell neatly, thousands of human heads flew up, and blood stained the grass red.

"You..."

He also wanted to rush forward angrily, but was forcibly pushed to the ground by two soldiers.

Ignoring the angry roaring and cursing, Zhu Zhangui looked at the captives and said, "There is also a Boyan Timur, I hope you can stand up bravely for your people like your brother." ”

While Zhu Zhangui spoke, the soldiers dragged out thousands of prisoners.

"Don't kill them, I... I... I'm out! ”

As soon as the captives were pulled out, a timid little figure stood out from the crowd.

"Bang Bang!"

Zhu Zhangui applauded him, and then asked the three of them to be pressed on their horses, and ordered the cavalry to prepare for departure in whole formation.

"Hu Yu!"

While waiting for the soldiers to form a team, Zhu Zhangui called Hu Yu, who was on guard beside him.

"Master, what do you command!"

Hu Yu humbly knelt down, his hand on his chest, waiting for Zhu Zhangui's order.

Perhaps enslaved by the grassland people for a long time, Hu Yu gradually forgot the etiquette of the Han family, and subconsciously practiced the etiquette on the grassland when he bowed and bowed.

Zhu Zhangui pulled out his knife and threw it on the ground.

"I will lead the soldiers to continue the battle, and these captives will be handed over to your Rakshasa army! I think you should be able to understand how to do it. ”

The Rakshasa Army was formed by Han slaves who were captured by the steppe people.

In total, there were more than 5,000 Han slaves in the Warat base camp, of which more than 4,000 were men.

Zhu Zhangui organized these people and formed a Rakshasa army, which was handed over to Hu Yu to manage.

"Rest assured, master, I will complete this task perfectly."

Zhu Zhangui bowed slightly in satisfaction.

"After the war is over, Da Ming will give you a formation, if you don't want to continue fighting, I will arrange a living habitat for you, so that you can thrive."

"Thank you, master!"

Hu Yu prostrate on the ground gratefully and made a five-body bow.

After getting up, Hu Yu said solemnly: "I don't know how to choose them, but I will always follow the master and fight for you." ”

Zhu Zhangui nodded.

"I believe that in the annals of the Ming Dynasty in the future, you will become a very good general!"

After speaking, Zhu Zhangui pulled the reins, led more than 7,000 Ming cavalry who could still fight, and escorted Princess Samuel and the Yexian brothers to the mouth of the Three Gorges.

"Your Highness, your method is good, if someone mentions this matter in the future, you just need to say that you just ordered them to take care of the prisoners, but they have hatred in their hearts and kill the prisoners without permission, and it has nothing to do with you."

Yu Qian, who was following Zhu Zhangui, glanced back at Hu Yu who was looking at this side, and couldn't help but praise him.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at Yu Qian speechlessly.

If he hadn't rushed to the mouth of the Three Gorges and Zhu Di to attack Mahamu before and after, Zhu Zhangui would really choose to do it himself.

It's just that time is too short, and if you do it yourself, you will waste precious time.

Zhu Zhangui had no choice but to hand over this task to the Hu Yu Rakshasa Army.

As for why not choose to do it as an afterthought.

That's because there's no chance.

Once Mahamu is defeated, the Ming army will definitely send people to receive the prisoners and boast of the old man's military exploits.

If Zhu Zhangui made a move at that time, countless people would definitely jump out to stop him.

So now is the best time.

Seeing Zhu Zhangui lead the Ming army away, Hu Yu picked up the knife that Zhu Zhangui threw at him on the ground, and strode towards the more than 4,000 Rakshasa troops who maintained order.

"Boss!"

As soon as Hu Yu stepped forward, a thin middle-aged man hurriedly greeted him, supported his chest and saluted.

Hu Yu glared at him.

"Call me something!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, thought about it before reacting, and quickly changed his words: "Commander." ”

Hu Yu snorted coldly.

Then he stepped forward, summoned the selected leader, and began to speak.

"His Royal Highness Taisun has already assisted His Majesty in attacking Mahamu, and I believe that in a few days, the news of the destruction of Mahamu's entire army will come."

When the leaders heard this, they all clenched their fists excitedly.

"Your Highness also said just now, when this battle is over, he will take us home, and he will also give us a formation."

"If you don't want to continue fighting, you will also find a habitat for us in the Central Plains so that we can thrive."

"Go home!"

These two words made everyone's eyes red.

For many years, they have looked south more than once, looking at their distant hometown.

Now they're finally going back.

Thinking about it, someone in the crowd suddenly covered his face, squatted down and cried bitterly.

Hu Yu didn't speak, just watched everyone vent their pain and cry angrily.

After everyone had cried and shouted enough, Hu Yu said with an indifferent expression: "How to choose in the future is a matter of the future, whether to stay in the army to serve His Highness, or choose to cultivate the land in the habitat and start a family, that is all your own choice in the future." ”

"Now, we have more important things to do."

Hu Yu pointed to the Warat captives who were also looking at this side in the distance, and said in an indifferent voice.

"Your Highness let us look at these barbaric Warats, but are you willing to watch the enemy be let go in the future, not only will you be fine, but you will also receive a large reward in the future."

"Unwilling!"

The crowd roared.

Hu Yu picked up the knife.

"So what are you waiting for!"

"Now is the time to take revenge and revenge, kill them all!"

"Revenge, kill! Take revenge, kill them all! ”

The leaders roared angrily, and then with a swing of Hu Yu's sword, they picked up the captured weapons and slashed them into the group of captives.

Some of them saw the beautiful Varat woman and threw it aside, intending to enjoy it after the killing.

When the people of Warat saw these former slaves, they wantonly retaliated and killed them after the Ming army left.

was so frightened that they shouted one by one, and some even made threats, killing them, the Ming army would not let them go, and so on.

But the members of the Rakshasa Army ignored it, one by one, covered in blood, and slashed at the captives with various weapons.

The killing continued for more than an hour before it stopped.

In the clearing next to the Varat camp, there was not a single living Vara except for the members of the Rakshasa Army and some female Varats who had deliberately stayed.

Hu Yu carefully rubbed the knife that Zhu Zhangui had given him with a piece of animal skin, and calmly looked at the violent members of the Rakshasa Army who were facing the Wara woman in the distance.

He didn't stop it, just watched calmly.

He understood that his master had created this legion to do that.

After all, the Ming army is a regular army, and if some things are done too out of line, it is easy to be impeached by the imperial historian.

Therefore, His Royal Highness Taisun, that is, his master, needs an army that has been doing this kind of work.

And he, Hu Yu, will also be the commander of this legion in the future.

As for what His Highness said in the annals of the Ming Dynasty, he will have a place in the future.

I guess it won't be a good name either.

But Hu Yu didn't care anymore.

All the family members died, and there were no relatives and friends in Daming.

He had no purpose in life.

The only way to go after his life is to kill and take revenge, as well as to obey any orders from his master, Zhu Zhangui.

YY

When Zhu Zhangui led his troops to the mouth of the Three Gorges, three soldiers were struggling to climb a steep mountain peak far away from the battle site between the two sides at the mouth of the Three Gorges.

These three people were sent by Zhu Zhangui.

The purpose is to inform the old man that his side has completed the task of attacking the royal court for thousands of miles, and can cooperate with his side to attack the mouth of the Three Gorges.

Originally, there were 10 people in their team.

As a result, on the way, he ran into the Warat cavalry who had escaped from the camp.

When the two parties collide with each other, they fight to the death.

Both sides understand that the other party is going to report the news, and if they kill the other party, their side will be able to seize the first opportunity.

After a desperate battle, the Ming army killed five people and one was seriously injured, and successfully solved the side of Warat.

Thinking about his own urgent task, the captain ordered one person to protect the injured member, and then led the remaining two to continue to report the news.

The three of them carefully dodged the cavalry of the Warats all the way, and finally approached the peak of the Three Gorges Mouth in the evening.

Looking at the high mountain peaks, the three of them couldn't take a break, gritted their teeth and began to climb.

"Whoa!"

Although the three of them were all good hands, the accident still happened, and the dagger in the hands of a Ming soldier who was crawling behind slipped violently, and the whole person fell off the cliff screaming.

"The third child!"

The man below the captain roared angrily.

"You fucking shut up Lao Tzu, because you're afraid that the Warat people don't know if we're here!"

The captain let out a low roar and scolded the man to shut up.

The man glanced down with tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and followed the captain to continue to climb up.

Finally, when the two of them were about to run out of strength, the two reached the top of the mountain.

The captain untied the ropes from the two of them, tied them to a boulder, threw the rest down and said to the soldiers, "Monkeys... There can't be no one to watch here, I'm too old to run, you hurry down and report the words of the grandson to Your Majesty, the lives of our remaining 7,000 brothers are all in your hands. ”

Hearing this, the man looked at the captain and nodded vigorously.

The reason why this captain didn't leave, he still has to watch here.

It was to send a commando team from the camp side, climb up along the rope, and attack the Warat camp from the flank.

Although it is a certain distance from the Warat camp, there is no guarantee that there will be patrols passing by.

If no one is looking at the protective rope and the other side finds out, it will be difficult to carry out the plan of attacking from the flank.

The soldier quickly slid down.

The captain leaned against the big rock and gasped for breath, his hands clutching the rope.

"Croaking and croaking..."

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a sound of communication in the distance that the captain couldn't understand.

No, it's the Warats.

The captain was startled, and stood up suddenly.

Reaching out and tugging at the rope, he found that it was still very heavy underneath, and it was clear that the soldier had not yet gone down.

If the soldier did not go down, the captain could not untie the rope and hide it.

The captain gritted his teeth, looked left and right and decided to take a gamble.

He hid behind a rock, his eyes fixed in the direction from which the voice came.

Soon, five Warats came over in whispers.

Seeing that there were only 5 people, the captain breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and slowly pulled out his knife.

The five Warats walked forward as they communicated, and according to their route, the captain did not expect them to pass by the large rock with the rope.

But just as the captain breathed a sigh of relief, one of the Warats suddenly muttered a few words, lifted his pants and walked towards the big stone with the rope tied to it under the ridicule of the other Warats.

"!"

The captain cursed in his heart that he was unlucky, and was about to rush up to fight with these guys, when he suddenly noticed an arm-thick log at his feet.

Looking at the four Warats standing on the edge of the cliff giggling and laughing, the captain looked at the wood and lifted it up.

Then he slowly touched forward, and while the four Warats were not paying attention, he quickly rushed forward with both hands across the wood.

"Who!"

As soon as the captain moved, he was immediately discovered by the Warats.

But as soon as a few people turned around, they saw a black shadow, holding a piece of wood, rushing up and directly pressing on the four people.

"Ahh Yes... Yes... Ahh

Four screams rang out.

The four Warats rolled down the hillside like gourds on the ground, and in a blink of an eye, they could not see the human figure.

With such a high hillside, these 4 guys will not be able to move even if they don't die.

After cleaning up the four unlucky guys, the captain picked up his knife and rushed towards the Warat soldier who was holding his pants in one hand and nervously drawing his knife in the other.

"Bell... Burst! ”

With a simple collision, the captain found an opportunity and stabbed this unlucky guy in the heart with a knife.

"Damn, it's disgusting!"

Having dealt with this remaining guy, the captain had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly smelled a foul smell.

When he looked down, he saw that the pants of this Warat man were dirty, and he quickly kicked it aside in disgust.

After a quick check of the rope to make sure that the battle just now had not been touched.

The captain tugged on the rope and felt it light, and knew that the fellow had gone down the mountain.

Hurriedly untied the rope and tied it around his waist, and then cleaned up the surrounding battle traces, found a place to hide, and waited for reinforcements to arrive.