"Obadagi's people, why did they run away first!"

In the upper reaches of the Luan River, on the snowy slope on the west bank, the slowed down Derge looked at the open field below the slope and said angrily and frustratedly.

Obataiji, a nobleman of the Horqin tribe of Mongolia, was also the first person in the tribe to rebel against Lin Dan Khan and fall to the rear Jinnurhachi.

At this age, the Later Jin went around Liaodong to grab the west, and Obataiji also sent the Mongolian knights and some herdsmen under his tent, not only to guide the Zhenglan Banner of the Later Jin, but also to station near the upper reaches of the Luan River as a supply station for the Jin army on its return journey.

Mu Zaohua rode his horse to Derge's side: "Isn't it, your brother has already returned to Hetuala, so the people of Korqin are also gone?" ”

"Impossible!" Derge raised his voice and argued in stiff Chinese, "When I went south to fight Lin Dan Khan's mission, Mang Gurtai was heading to Zhangjiakou, and it was only three days, where could he grab enough for such a greedy person!" ”

The woman next to her didn't discuss the issue again.

Derg turned to look at her, and saw her jump off her horse, look around for a pit where the snow was not thick enough to pull out the autumn grass, and then lead the horse over to eat.

"It's time for your horse to eat, too."

The woman walked up to the head of the Derg horse, raised her face, and spoke softly.

The sun, which was already in the west, just shrouded her face, and Derge finally saw her savior.

The big and divine round eyes, the slightly upturned tip of the nose, and the mouth are not small, but there are no buckteeth common to Jianzhou women, and the slightly square jaws add a bit of heroism to this face with upright facial features.

Derge is twenty-three years old this year, and a few years ago he married the daughter of the Mongolian Zalut tribe Taiji, although it was a political marriage, but the Borzigit clan was quite good-looking.

It's just that, compared with the woman in front of her, from her head and face to her body, it looks like an oversteamed bun, and the whole is two times bigger, which inevitably looks rough.

"Mingguo women are really good-looking." Derg Mind Path.

When the two horses were eating the dead grass side by side, Derg grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, moistened his smoking throat, and muttered: "Originally, after turning over this mountain, we would have a warm place to rest and something to eat, but I didn't expect ......."

Mu Zaohua responded calmly: "Without the Mongols, we wouldn't have frozen to death and starved to death in the snow." I have dry food, and I am immediately carrying a wolf's skin mattress, so that even if I dare not make a fire, I can boil it. ”

When Derge heard this, he suddenly realized that he was a little ridiculous.

The dignified Lord Belle is not a stupid and timid clothed minion, how can he be as useless as a doll at this time, it is not as calm and calm as the woman in front of him.

Soon, he found an excuse for himself - not that he was afraid of freezing to death in the wilderness, but that in the process of galloping, the reception and supply of the woman's packing ticket failed, and a man like him felt that he had just lost his reputation.

He was about to fetch the bow on Mu Zaohua's horse, ask for a few arrows, and see if he could hunt birds and beasts nearby, but suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his lower abdomen.

Holding his stomach, Derg trotted behind a birch dozens of paces away, squatted down, and jerked in a daze.

Waiting to use the stones in the snow to wipe away the filth, Derg stood up, and had just tied a knot in the waistband of his trousers, when suddenly he felt his intestines twitch again, and had to squat down again in a hurry.

"Hey, are you still behind a tree? How did it take so long? ”

The woman's voice came.

Derge said with a sense of weakness: "What the Ming people gave me to eat must have been poisoned." ”

Mu Zaohua sneered in her heart.

She was silent for a moment, and walked straight towards the birch tree, saying as she went: "Impossible, I looked at the porridge they cooked in a pot, and I saw him steal a few sips before I killed the soldier who delivered the rice." ”

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Derge was still bare-chested, and suddenly from the side of the tree trunk, he saw Mu Zaohua walking towards him with a big grin, and for a while, he didn't stand up with his pants up, nor did he continue to squat, and shouted in a panic.

The woman said lightly: "What's wrong?" I ran out of my mouth to buy and sell, sometimes huddled in a tent with the men to shelter from the wind and snow, didn't they also and pee in front of my eyes? Don't we women know what you men have on them? ”

Derg's eyes widened, speechless.

This Han girl's fierce style really doesn't match her soft voice and beautiful appearance at all.

When Jianzhou Xiao Beile was stunned, Mu Zaohua had already walked up to him and handed him a ball of withered grass.

"Are you done? Wipe it clean, and I'll huddle with you in a mattress." ”

Derg only felt that he had not been so embarrassed since he could remember.

After Mu Zaohua took the withered grass dumplings, he turned around and continued to say unhurriedly: "Look at your, is it bloody?" Is it black? Is it green? ”

Derge took a closer look, didn't know how to describe it in Chinese, and squeaked: "Neither." ”

"Are your pants tied?"

"Alright."

"You get out of the way, I'll take a look," Mu Zaohua turned around, walked to the filth, glanced at it a few times, and smiled mockingly, "What poisoning, isn't it just sloppy, you are either frozen, or you are frightened by my vicious master surnamed Zheng." ”

"You minion, what nonsense!" Derge was finally enraged, and in an instant, the woman in front of him became the master's attitude towards Baoyi.

But he only roared, and suddenly became uncomfortable again, and staggered against the birch.

"Still want to?" Mu Zaohua frowned and asked.

Derger shook his head with his eyelids down.

His bowels and asshole were still contracting abnormally, but he really didn't have anything to poop out of, and he was so weak that he just wanted to lie on the snow.

Mu Zaohua stepped forward to support him, put his arm on the back of his neck, half-supported and half-dragged to the birch forest where the wind was blocked, let him sit against the trunk of the tree first, and then went to lead the horse and tie it up, take off the wolf's skin mattress and unfold it, and wrap him.

"It's okay, I have medicine. The sun is not setting, so it doesn't matter if you make a fire. Mu Zaohua said quietly in a harmonious voice.

For the rest of the day, Derg drooped her eyelids, and although she was listless, she had not yet fallen asleep, and she could see through the cracks in her eyes that the woman had taken off her helmet, loaded it with a few handfuls of snow, and put her helmet on a pile of dead branches.

She lit a fire, lit a branch, and when smoke began to rise from her helmet, she took out a cloth bag from her bosom, twisted out a number of black shards, and threw them into the helmet.

"What is this?" Derg asked whimsically, and quickly added, "It's not that I don't believe you." ”

Mu Zaohua looked patient and gentle: "It is the hibiscus shell that we use to relieve pain in Ming Guolang, and it can also prevent people from having diarrhea." ”

Derg didn't have the strength to speak, and tilted his head to the side like a plague.

The sunlight on the snow changed from pale gold to persimmon red before sunset, and finally dimmed.

At dusk, Mu Zaohua stepped on the flames, walked to the side of the Derge, and fed him the medicinal soup of poppy husks.

The Jianzhou Jurchens, who had never been exposed to this thing, only felt that the slightly bitter medicinal soup with full heat and vague fragrance slid through their throats and fell into their stomachs, and first brushed their cold limbs with a solid brush.

And the woman's arms seemed to be warmer than the helmet that was temporarily used as a medicine pot and the thick wolf hair mattress, with a wonderful warmth, which made people feel like a hot spring.

After Derge poured the medicinal soup, he remained motionless and closed his eyes.

"Just get some sleep." The woman's voice regained its unwavering coldness, "If we can go on the road tomorrow, we still have to cross the river, we can't wait here stupidly, we would rather go into the Horqin tribe." If a few of your brother's banners have returned, the people of Horqin must know. If your brother is still on the west side, we will wait for him in Korqin. ”

Derg's eyes opened again.

"Mang Gurtai, did you want to marry you as a blessing in the past? Is your Master Zheng unwilling? You guys, before the Battle of Fushun, went to Hetuala, right? ”

Mu Zaohua turned her back to Derge and said slowly: "The surname Zheng, not only is it as simple as not letting me marry your brother, she is a demon." It's a long story, I'll tell your brother when I see him. ”

Derg didn't ask.

After checking the reins of the horses, Mu Zaohua walked back and got into the wolf's bedding.

"Squeeze it, or we'll both freeze to death."

Derg's embarrassment flickered. He doesn't know what's wrong, he hasn't been beaten by a woman's raw melon and eggs, how can this woman beside him make him so uncomfortable.

Just because in the near future, will she become Mang Gurtai's side Fujin, that is, her sister-in-law?

When he was cramped, Derge heard a question ringing in his ears: "Do you Jurchens call your brother by his name?" ”

"Yes, the same as the Mongols. ”

"Oh, your brother, just your half-brother?"

"Hmm."

"Then you two brothers must be very close. If only I had a brother, I wouldn't be bullied from an early age. ”

Dege was silent, and only after a moment did he speak: "If Mang Gurtai marries you, no one will dare to bully you anymore." ”