The decoction boiled by the women of the Ming Kingdom really worked.

The throbbing pain in the stomach and intestines gradually subsided.

The warm smell of the wolf fur mattress and the gentle and regular breathing of the woman next to her are intertwined, like the best hypnotic agent.

The awkward stiffness of Derg's body didn't last long before the overwhelming drowsiness came over him, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

Dreams keep changing.

At first, he was still a child who needed to look up to see the looks of adults, Amanurhachi, who was wearing jewelry for Eniang, and his brother Mang Gurtai was a heroic young man, and he was talking about shooting a bow and arrows with great interest.

Later, Amma's figure disappeared. Eniang was crying, Abahai, a woman from the Ula tribe who was canonized as the Great Blessing Jin, was laughing, and her brother Mang Gurtai was constantly pulling out the step bow that the Jianzhou Jurchens were best at.

Finally, the tears of the Eniang Fucha clan overlapped with the smiling face of Concubine Abahai, and on the manggultai's full bow, a heavy arrow flew away, and the humanoid face was stacked in the middle.

Derge saw himself pounce on his brother and argue with him in the extremely fast and angry Jianzhou dialect.

But soon, the argument was mixed with the young woman's accent.

In the struggle to identify who she was, Derg gradually felt the female voice become clearer.

No, it's not a dream, it's a close encounter.

Derge woke up, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw several torches lit up one after another, reflecting Mu Zaohua's back standing up straight, as well as the shortened Qi family knife in her hand.

Almost at the same time, the familiar Jurchen dialect of the Jianzhou accent reached Derge's ears, causing him to lift the wolf mattress and bounce up.

The two torches quickly approached.

"Derge master, it's really you!" One called out in surprise.

"Are you blue or white?" Derge asked the soldier who couldn't see the flag.

"Back to the master, the slave is the blue flag," the flag man pointed out of the forest, "Sanbeile and the minions have not yet arrived." The slave was a sentry horseman, because he saw a string with horseshoe prints coming from the south, and he was afraid that the Ming army would set up an ambush, so he brought someone to find it. ”

Before Qi Ding finished speaking, Mu Zaohua threw the knife, stepped over in a few steps, and began to roll the mattress.

As if aware of the sudden silence around her, the woman stopped, raised her head and asked Derge, "Well, let's go to Sanbel now, right?" ”

The meaning of exploration revealed in the voice is even inlaid with a bit of hesitation and cowardice, and she is cruel when she shoots the old master, or she is tough when she reprimands Derg in the evening.

This change in the Derg class for women is not surprising.

When you want to meet your sweetheart, it is naturally different from when you face an enemy or someone you don't like.

He didn't answer Mu Zaohua immediately.

After reconnecting with his own people, the strings in Derg's mind were full again.

"Did Sanbeile and the Ming people do anything?" Derg asked the leading flag leader coldly.

As a sentry detective, he is naturally as careful as a cotton needle, and he is also good at collecting information on weekdays. This flag Ding has long heard that Mang Gurtai and this younger brother seem to be at odds, and the news that Derge was wiped out by the Ming army has reached the main force of the Zhenglan Banner yesterday.

Qi Ding figured out the thoughts of the little master of the Derge class, and it was obvious that if Mang Gurtai didn't grab anything, and he also suffered losses in the battle with the Ming army, the Derge class was very afraid that he would return to the team at this moment and hit his brother's fire.

Qi Ding then bowed down and reported: "Back to the master, the Xuanda army of the Ming State was stationed in the Yehuling area, and our banner did not go too far west, nor did it get close to Zhangjiakou, swept a few Tumut settlements, and also grabbed people, livestock and grain in the east of Xuanzhen, so he returned to the east. ”

Derger received an answer that made him breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a fake joy: "Three Belles are brave and resourceful. ”

Mu Zaohua stood up, glanced at the flag man who bowed his head, and tugged at the sleeve of the Derge class.

Derge followed the woman a few steps and heard the woman say softly: "Your brother, his temper is like a firecracker, can he punish you?" Do you want to let these people escort you to Horqin first? ”

Derg's heart moved.

The woman of the Ming Kingdom actually divided a few thoughts, thinking about his situation.

But the phrase "temper is like a firecracker" is distinct and has intimate resentment, just like a woman talking about her own man.

Perhaps, she can finally see her hero-like sweetheart, this woman is full of joy, so she is not stingy and considerate to outsiders.

Derge snorted in his nose: "I am also a blue flag, and when I see my flag, I have to dodge it, what has become of me?" Aren't you anxious to see the Three Baylors? I'll take you there now. ”

After speaking, he picked up Mu Zaohua's knife from the snow, inserted it back into its scabbard, and hung it on his belt.

Seeing Mu Zaohua staring at herself in a daze, Derge deliberately changed to Jurchen and said: "I will accept this knife you offered, and when I return to Hetuala, I will reward you well and thank you for saving your life." ”

Mu Zaohua didn't speak again, squatted down, rolled up the cover, tied it tightly, and tied it to the horse.

The Jurchen sentinels took the skins, asked them to drink a few sips of wine to warm up, and then led the way down the mountain with torches.

According to the report of the leading bannerman, the ten cattle of Mang Gurtai's department were camped twenty miles away.

Even if you don't gallop, the dawn will definitely come.

Tonight is a good weather when the snow stops and the wind is quiet, and the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, but Mu Zaohua understands that after walking through these miles of cold but clear moonlit night roads, she will plunge into the center of the storm or evil waves like Mrs. Zheng did back then.

No, according to the words of Madame Xu San, it will be much more difficult than the last time I went back to Hetuala.

Mu Zaohua stared at the figure of the Derge class on horseback in front of her.

After more than a dozen hours, Mu Zaohua was satisfied to find that she was acting in front of this young Tartar Baylor, and she didn't have time to feel disgusted.

In the past, when Wu Gongzi was still alive, when he trained them to disguise themselves to spy on intelligence, he said: "You are not living, you are acting, if you are an ordinary person in front of you, you should tease the cat and the bird, if you teach you to disgust and disgust people, you should be taming the cattle." ”

"Wu Gongzi, Zaohua has gone to avenge you, these Tartars are the animals that Zaohua wants to tame," Mu Zaohua meditated in her heart, "They don't think that a man who is skilled in bows and horses and kills people without blinking an eye is really some kind of warrior and god, bullshit, just a bunch of robbers." The woman and the mother of the abaurant will give the robbers some color to see. ”

……

In the morning, in the military tent of the owner of the blue flag.

The morning sun had just risen over the horizon east of the Luan River, and the golden slanting light passed through the tent curtain and spread all over the ground.

Mang Gurtai stared at the woman kneeling on the ground.

The Derge class standing on the side, as well as a few Bayalas, were the first time they saw Sanbeile facing the figure wearing the uniform of the Ming Army, and the expression he showed was not the cruelty and ferocity before the killing, but the joy when he seemed to get a good knife.

The joy is also mixed with memories.

"Zaohua, you are a little different from the way you looked at King Khan's well." Mang Gurtai spoke.

Mu Zaohua said: "Sanbeile, the slave has suffered a lot in the past few years, and naturally it has become uglier and more like weeds and dead branches. ”

The corners of Mang Gurtai's mouth twitched.

In fact, this Han girl has not changed, and she still has the mood that made him like that year.

is stubborn, gentle, and even more straightforward, with a little bit of forbearance and pride.

It is too different from her master, surnamed Zheng, who is like a jackal who pretends to be humble in front of the tiger and wolf, and the viciousness and cunning in his heart occasionally shine through his eyes, making the originally chilling face also make men sick.

Zheng Haizhu...... Mang Gurtai gritted his teeth suddenly, he was indeed reminiscing, not only recalling the state of mind with Mu Zaohua, but also remembering the scene in the battle of Fushun, when his white-armored soldiers were swept away by the flood that blew up the embankment.

"Zaohua, over the years, I have always regretted that at the well of King Khan, I shouldn't just beat your master and almost lost his teeth, but should directly dig out her heart and liver and feed it to the dog."

Mu Zaohua said: "Sanbeile, she is no longer my master. And I, too, had a hard time not having an arrow shot in her face at the same good opportunity as yesterday. ”

Mang Gurtai narrowed his eyes: "I remember that year in Hetuala, you were very loyal to her, and you were afraid of her. Later, what happened? ”

Mu Zaohua's drooping eyelids raised, and her eyes eagerly fell on Mang Gurtai: "I am indeed afraid of her, just like the bannerman of Sanbeile, I must also be afraid of Sanbeile, but that is the soldier's fear of the general." And the surname Zheng, when she wants to sacrifice me to those bad old men who are officials, I will no longer be afraid of her, I hate her, and I will not follow her orders. Sambel, from the night of the Khan's well, I already have a man in my heart who wants to marry......"

When Mang Gurtai heard the last sentence, a strange smug flashed in his eyes.

Mang Gurtai didn't mind that his younger brother and subordinates in the account understood Mu Zaohua's complaint, he just felt happy - that self-righteous Ming woman also had times when she was disobeyed by her own minions.

"Then why don't you run away and go back and kill her?"

"I escaped, I want to go to Hetuara to find you Sanbeyler, but when I got to the border pass, calm down and think about it, the Great Khan and several Baylors all know that I am the original servant girl of the Zheng family, which will definitely cause trouble for Sanbeylor. I did not flee east, but went to the north, where I made some trade with the Mongols, and got something to eat first. Unexpectedly, when I went to Shandong to harvest cotton in the autumn, I learned that my sworn sister, who was also another servant girl of the Zheng family, died. Because he hanged himself, he was not allowed to be buried in the cemetery of the clan, and he was buried alone in the field. ”

Mang Gurtai was one of the first sons to deal with the Han Chinese with Nurhachi, and he spoke very well and understood Mu Zaohua's narrative smoothly.

"You, a sworn sister, were forced to death by the Zheng family?"

Mu Zaohua nodded, and said hatefully: "The Zheng family is no different from those civil officials and men in the imperial court who are full of benevolence and morality and have a bad stomach. Sanbeile, Jianzhou also made a contribution to the Ming court in the past, but what did the Ming Kingdom do to you? My sister and I are the same, we are faithful to our master, but our master looks at us like mules and horses. God has eyes, when I was running for goods in Xuanzhen, I saw that Zheng followed the Mongols out of the customs, so I followed to see how I could kill her. I never thought that I would encounter the Zhenglan Banner and the Ming army to start a war. ”

Mu Zaohua stopped again and did not continue, making a sense of leaving some dignity for the Derge class.

There was silence in the tent for a moment before Mang Gurtai's voice rang out.

"Take her down, let her eat something, don't tie her up." Mang Gurtai instructed one of the bayalas beside him.

Then he pointed to the other guards: "You all go out." ”

When everyone had retreated, Mang Gurtai stood up, paced in front of the Derge, and suddenly struck out and slapped his brother hard.

Derge had been mentally prepared for this, shook slightly, and did not make a sound.

"The whole four Niu Lu's soldiers, gone, all gone!" Mang Gurtai gritted his teeth and said, "The first time you came with me to rob Xuanda, you made it like this, and when you returned to Hetuala, how did you explain to the Great Khan?" Well? Don't talk about Huang Taiji, even Amin's stupid roe deer can laugh at us for a while! ”

After Mang Gurtai finished speaking, he took a breath, slapped him again, and added a scolding: "You just moved your mind crookedly, and when you heard that the Ming Kingdom had increased the amount of silver for Chahar tenfold, you wanted to swallow it alone." Otherwise, if you come to inform me, you won't end up like this! ”

Derge was slapped twice, although he knew that he was indeed negligent and underestimated the enemy, but there was another anger in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that Mang Gurtai deliberately threw himself off and didn't let himself, the same mother and brother, rob Xuanzhen together, how could he be so hot-headed that he would rob Lin Dan Khan's mission because he was afraid that he would return empty-handed and provoke the Great Khan?

But Derg held back.

If he doesn't wag his tail and beg for mercy from his brother Mang Gurtai, do you still expect Dai Shan, Amin, and Huang Taiji to come to the Great Khan to intercede?

"Mang Gurtai, you're half right, I'm so useless. If it weren't for the Zaohua girl to help me, I would have been escorted to the noon gate of the Ming Kingdom Jingshi, humiliated, and lost the face of our state. ”

Derg said in a trembling voice, shaking his head as he spoke, ashamed and pained.

His transition intent was achieved, and the green tendons on Mang Gurtai's temples slowly deflated.

The irascible Blue Flag Banner Owner, when he spoke again, his anger faded a little.

"Did my woman really shoot her master?"

Derge nodded: "However, if you only hit the shoulder, then the Zheng family probably won't die." The Ming army came prepared, Lang Zhong and medicine, and they were all in the camp tent. ”

Little Baylor has noticed that his brother, the wording is "my woman".

He then added: "Miss Zaohua said that if she hadn't learned that I was your brother, she wouldn't have come to my rescue. But I think that she saved me, in fact, to give herself a reason to come to you. She is really different from those cunning Ming people. ”

Mang Gurtai stared at him coldly: "If the Great Khan asks, you must also say the same." Why, Huang Taiji can get close to so many Ming people and use them as hunting dogs, so I can't marry a Ming woman who saved me from the small banner master of the Blue Banner and almost killed our Houjin enemy, and be a side blessing? ”