Peng Yingyu was shocked and stammered: "You, are you crazy?" ”

"Let me tell you, there is a color eye around Master Hama who is very powerful, he can use ancient wrestling skills, he can fight bulls, and there is a Mongolian strong man, who can carry the big jade sea!"

Chen Sijiu was puzzled: "Am I not good?" ”

Peng Yingyu scratched her head, and said in her heart that too, this person is much more powerful than those colored eyes.

Chen Sijiu took out some dry food, ate it with Peng Yingyu, meditated and breathed up, practiced muscles and bones outside the martial arts, and practiced a breath inside, all martial arts in the world almost all attach importance to the role of breathing and pranayama, to practice the scriptures and meanings of martial arts well, the dantian breath is very important, he used more than 20 breaths to adjust his breath to the best state, his eyes were shining, and the murderous spirit was restrained.

"I'll take a look."

So saying, he got up and went to Hama's tent.

This place is called a tent, rather than a large sheepfold, with the frames of cows, horses, and mules forming a circle around the perimeter, and the hundreds of slaves captured by the caravan are all curled up in the places where the cattle and sheep live, because the cattle, sheep and horses have hay on their sides, which can be covered as bedding, and there are beans in the horse grass that can also be eaten, and alfalfa grass, which can barely fill their stomachs.

They didn't run, because the grassland at night was very dangerous, cold, and wild wolves could kill them, and they could still have hope of living in this tent.

And in the hands of other Mongols, maybe not like this.

Chen Sijiu looked at it, one by one, the Han people drove the slaves, like cattle and sheep huddled together, wrapped in hay, they were all unkempt, because of the cold, a few had frozen to death, the corpses fell in front of the dog pen, were bitten by the mastiffs raised by the Mongols, the intestines rushed out and flowed to the ground, and some parts of the corpses obviously had traces of tearing, obviously not bitten by mastiffs.

It's cold, and the breath you exhale can condense into mist.

Many of those Han people were not asleep, and Chen Sijiu walked over, all of them raised their heads and looked at him blankly.

"Hey......"

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

Chen Sijiu looked at the corpses, recited the sermon, and his heart was desolate and indescribable, he could still be liberated if he died, and these expulsion slaves who did not die were even more miserable, and being a slave to the Mongols, especially in the grassland, was indeed worse than death.

Seeing his reluctance, a slightly chubby woman knelt on the ground and rushed over, her hair was knotted, and her dark face stretched out her hand and begged: "Dao Chief, can you give me some food?" ”

Chen Sijiu was not a virgin, and when he saw that the Han slaves around him had a tendency to surround him, he shouted angrily in a low voice: "Get out! ”

He bit his cheek muscles, his face angry.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but he saved one, and there are hundreds, there are so many Han slaves in this circle, can he finish helping?

Not to mention that he only needs a little dry food on himself, this place is very close to the Mongols' tent, and if he takes out dry food, it will definitely cause riots and crazy looting, and he will be exposed.

Dayuan has rotted to the roots, can help thousands of Han people, only to rebuild discipline, restore order, Dayuan this set of serfdom, adhering to the Mongols on the grassland believe in the set, and there is a trend of intensification, and the Jin Dynasty, the Song Dynasty is completely different, even far inferior to the Liao State, although the Liao Khitan is a barbarian origin, but the slave can not be like a pig and a dog, can be killed and discarded at any time, and the Liao people are Sinicized, and the people can live with dignity.

"Why are the Han people innocent?"

"Hu Wudao, Han Bichang, see all kinds of chaos today, even if there is no natural saint, the Yuan Dynasty will not be far away, throughout the dynasties, I have not heard that there are people like cattle and horses, and the powerful are like Bodhisattvas."

Chen Sijiu's eyes flickered, and he sighed secretly in his heart.

The Mongol slavery system is similar to the Tantric Buddha head system of the Tibetans.

In that year, the Dajin Kingdom had a population of more than 50 million, after the Mongols conquered the Jin Kingdom, the population plummeted to more than 10 million, Sichuan, when the Southern Song Dynasty had a population of more than 11 million, was slaughtered by the Mongols to only 1 million left, tigers, leopards and jackals everywhere, and the bones were exposed to the wild.

Because the population of the Han people has decreased sharply, the farmland and conscription everywhere are uncultivated, and Kublai Khan ascended the throne with the support of Liu Bingzhong and other Han military marquis, and began to gradually relax the restrictions on the Han people, and there are only five kinds of punishments, which are divided into flogging, rods, disciples, streams, and death, because the Mongols need a large number of slaves and Han people who serve in forced labor, and the death penalty is very rare, and many chaotic punishments such as the punishment of the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty have been abolished, but the living Han life is better than death.

Take a deep breath.

Chen Sijiu said silently: "The third master taught me a sentence, before you have absolute strength to change the world, you can only be a dog who doesn't dare to make a sound." ”

"I'm sorry ......"

Turning around, Chen Sijiu headed towards Hama's tent.

When the fat woman saw him gone, she fell to the ground in frustration, and could only pick up the horse grass and chew it in her mouth, when suddenly, as if she remembered something, her desperate eyes lit up again......

The tent of Hama was very large.

He and his younger brother Xuexue are very favored, his mother used to be the nurse of the emperor, and the family has been doing business in the middle of the river for a long time, the tribe is very rich, and the generation is Mobei is very rich, this generation, because the Longjiao mother clan was slaughtered by the Chagatai Khanate, resulting in power falling on the side line, that is, their line, from Samarkand to Yulong Chijie, from Dayuan to Quanzhou, Fujian, there are their caravan camel caravans, no matter who the emperor of Dayuan is, they need to rely on their family wealth.

Although their reputation is not as loud as that of Zhenhai, the great merchant who funded Genghis Khan, they are not less powerful in the slightest.

The camp tent is ten zhang long and wide, the outside is decorated with gorgeous Yingluo, hanging with various colored flags, and decorated with thick cowhide, and the door is laid with luxurious silk transported from the south of the Yangtze River, Chen Sijiu sneaked over, and saw several burly and strong men, all holding wine in their arms, sitting in front of the camp tent and snoring like thunder.

"No sentry?"

Chen Sijiu looked intently and found two secret whistles not far away, but these two dark whistles were also yawning, sitting on the ground and fighting eyelids, and there were a few free-range mastiffs in the distance, which were glared at by his eyes, and they all did not dare to bark with their tails between their legs.

He waited quietly for a moment, and crept into the tent.

Inside the tent, the lights were bright.

The outside of this tent looks ten zhang long and wide, the inside is more Qiankun, the door is placed with the luxurious Shu embroidery and satin curtain, the whole Samarkand carpet woven by wool is laid on the ground, the left is a variety of white food and snacks, there are pistachio (figs) from the Western Regions, preserved almonds, cheese, milk tofu, as well as steamed dumplings, oil fragrance, oil swirl and other Mongolian favorite dim sum, there are also Bijian cake, peach blossom crisp, five kernel fruit and other Jiangnan dim sum.

On the right is a row of wine sea, which contains all kinds of wine, wine in the river, wine in Shanxi, liquor in Sichuan, yellow rice wine in Jiangnan, mare's milk wine, camel milk wine, among which there is a luxurious whole piece of jade carved jade wine sea, which is carved with the Rus' jade of the Golden Horde, the whole body is white, mixed with green flowers, which is rare in the world.

There is also a sea of wine, which is made of red and white coral, made of tortoiseshell shell, which is the size of a millstone, and in the middle is the liquor transported from Sichuan thousands of miles away from here, and the wine is fragrant.

Rao is Chen Sijiu has seen the world, and he is not only stunned at this moment.

Wine pond meat forest, but that's it.

In the middle of the tent, there is a copper stove, burning wood to roast food and drink, and at this moment there is only a leg of lamb that has been cut and only stubble, and the fat on it falls low in the charcoal fire, sizzling.

There was a layer of curtains hanging in the middle of the big tent, and there was a faint sound of men and women playing happily behind him, Chen Sijiu pulled out a dagger from his waist, walked slowly to the front of the curtain, and watched through the curtain.

In the curtain, the jade bodhisattva is horizontally displayed, and the heavenly maidens of the nine White Lotus Sect leaders Han Shantong are dressed in Bi Wisp, while playing and dancing, while lingering around Hama, Hama seems to have drawn his sword all night, although he is still smiling at this moment, but his face is in a trance and he can't move, just lying in the fur mattress, letting several heavenly maidens do it on him.

These nine celestial maidens, all of them are pretty and jade, beautiful and charming, or demon or immortal, they will indulge in it if they look closely, Chen Sijiu glanced at it, and said in his heart that this White Lotus Sect is really willing to pay such a large amount of money to bribe Hama.

Chen Sijiu narrowed his eyes, pinched the dagger and was about to throw it to stab Ha Ma to death, when suddenly his feet tightened, and a woman stopped him and shouted, "Don't!" ”

Chen Sijiu was taken aback.

Looking down, a beautiful young woman wearing a tulle mantle, a Dunhuang flying fairy, is lying on the ground, staring at him with pretty eyes begging for mercy, this woman is only wearing a mantle on her upper body, and a long tulle skirt on her lower body, faintly revealing her round white thighs, her body is plump, and the nine heavenly maidens in the field are different from the nine heavenly maidens who linger in the field.

It was yesterday that Han Shantong was specially dedicated to Hama, begging Hama to give it to the new emperor of Dayuan's mother-in-law, Ning Xianger.

Chen Sijiu frowned, his right leg shook, Ning Xiang Kodyu's hand trembled, and he raised the dagger to shoot out as a hidden weapon, when suddenly there was a loud dog outside, and the colored Mongolian shouted: "Abu! Ab (Run)! ”

Hama, who was indulged in the gentle countryside in the field, was also suddenly startled, and saw Chen Sijiu standing outside the curtain.

"There are assassins!"

The Ning Xiang'er at his feet also shouted, hugged his thighs, Ha Ma couldn't react, one dodged and hid behind the girls, and then several burly Mongolian warriors rushed in outside, glaring angrily, straight at Chen Sijiu, Chen Sijiu scolded secretly, kicked Ning Xiang'er over, pulled out the Mo knife behind his back, slashed the camp tent with a bang, and drilled out of the camp tent.

Out of the camp tent, Chen Sijiu ran away after a few steps, looked back, and found that it was the Han fat female slave girl who had not been given food before with a few Mongolian warriors, and his heart was speechless.

Looking left and right, looking for horses.

Several burly men came out of a camp tent next to them and shouted to Chen Sijiu: "Strong man, are you looking for horses?" ”

Chen Sijiu saw that the person in the lead was Han Shantong, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, and his subordinates Liu Futong and Mr. Guan were all behind him, all of them were armed with sharp blades, obviously wanting to do some hob noodles.

"There are horses here, you can run away!"

Han Shantong let go of his figure and pulled out the horse from the camp behind him, at this time, there were Mongolian warriors chasing after him, but there were also some Mongolian strongmen and Semu Hercules, blocking those Mongolian warriors, Chen Sijiu squinted his eyes and looked carefully, knowing that it was Long Jiao who was helping him, but he looked back at Han Shantong and the others, and the Ning Xiang'er who had bad intentions and had just ruined his good deeds was the person of their White Lotus Sect.

He frowned and slowly stepped back.

After a closer look, the little novice Peng Yingyu was riding a horse and leading a horse, and was rushing towards this side, Chen Sijiu grinned, glanced at Han Shantong and the others, jumped over, pulled the horse sent by Peng Yingyu, turned over and left.

Behind.

Han Shantong's brows furrowed, and his eyes flickered: "This person is a hero." ”

Liu Futong said curiously: "Sect Master, what do you mean by this? ”

Han Shantong's eyes flashed with regret, and he sighed: "Danger but not chaos, shock but not worry, he is a great talent, but unfortunately he can't be used by me." ”

ps: Book friends reacted that the word "plagiarism" is not good, but the yuan, the yuan, and the yuan are all there, do you have any suggestions for good titles?