Chapter 383: Who Are Your Heads?

Seeing Sha Yuan's agreement, Pu Mingming no longer dwelled on the matter.

Divide the men into groups with them, and after giving the order, march southeast from four different roads.

The atmosphere of the walking crowd was dreary, and most of them were pessimistic about the future.

As the saying goes, it's hard to leave your homeland.

If given a choice, no one wants to be uprooted from their homeland.

And as an indigenous person who has lived here for generations, Pu Ming has the same sentiment.

He stood on the hillside and looked at the walled city of Amisu looming under a crescent moon in the distance, and an unknown emotion welled up in his heart.

When did you have the idea of rebellion?

When he inherited his father's position as Tome? Or was it when the meritorious forces of the conscription were getting bigger? Or the moment when he became Tuzhishu?

He couldn't remember a little.

He turned his head again to look at the road ahead, which was rough and bumpy, and it seemed very difficult for people to walk up.

What about your future?

Is it as winding as the road ahead?

Time.

He froze.

But soon he came to his senses again.

Even if there is a tiger's den in Longtan in front of him, he has to go down.

Because, there is no way back.

"Speed up!"

Pu Mingsheng shouted and walked quickly to the front of the group.

The reason why they chose to break through today is from a few days ago.

The twenty-fifth day of the lunar month

Sha Kui, who was sent by Sha Yuan to Jiaozhi to move the rescue troops, returned.

And bring back exciting news.

Zheng Jie, the generalissimo of the Zheng clan, was willing to accept himself and others, but only if they could reach the territory of Jiaozhi and would not send a single soldier to support them.

In this regard, Sha Yuan and Pu Mingming had a heated argument.

Pu Mingsheng believes that Zheng Jie has no responsibility, and accepting his surrender is nothing more than wanting to expand his strength, but he does not dare to offend Daming. Even if he defected to him and was driven by him, it was difficult to ensure that he would abandon the two under the pressure of the Ming court.

But Sha Yuan believes that Zheng Jie's approach is very much in line with the current situation, and he does not send troops precisely because he wants to protect them secretly. If they blatantly sent troops to rescue, then they would have fled to Jiaozhi directly. At that time, it is possible for Zheng Jie to hand over the two under Zheng Jie's strong pressure. In this respect, they should go.

Although what Sha Yuan said was very reasonable, Pu Ming still disagreed with his point of view and thought that Zheng Jie was unreliable. But Sha Yuan, who was impatient with the stubbornness, directly spread his hands and asked a decisive question:

Our food can't last 15, do you have any other way?

Obviously, the general reputation does not.

So in the end, it was decided to follow Shayuan's plan and break through on the night of the new year.

I have to say that they chose this time very well.

No one would have thought that they would come out of the mountains during the Chinese New Year.

Including Qin Liangyu and Mu Tianbo.

Shortly after their departure, a thousand soldiers who were responsible for the first breakthrough also arrived.

They quietly touched the two miles of the imperial army camp, and the leader stood on a high ground to look at the situation.

"They are really defenseless, rush, kill them without leaving a piece of armor!" After speaking, he took the lead and rushed forward.

Although everyone was puzzled, how could he know that he was defenseless when he was still so far away, but when they saw him screaming and rushing forward, they all rushed up.

Qin Liangyu didn't expect them to raid late at night, but there were still the most basic sentry spies for marching and fighting.

As early as when they entered the sentinel's alert range, Ma Xianglin already knew about their actions.

All the soldiers got up from their beds and quickly put on their armor and took their weapons.

When the 1,000 death squads arrived, they were greeted by 4,000 white-pole soldiers with a strong sense of getting up.

"Kill!"

Ma Xianglin shouted angrily and gave the order to attack.

Looking at the white pole soldiers rushing towards him in a neat battle formation, the members of the death squad realized that the situation was not good.

hurriedly went to find the leader who just said that the other party was defenseless, but he looked left and right, where was his figure.

It's broken.

This is the first reaction in everyone's mind.

Run.

This is the second reaction.

The death squad came violently, but it was also stormy to flee back.

It's just that the white-pole soldiers are not happy, and they chase and kill all the way behind.

The number of death squads became smaller and smaller, and by the time the fortifications were built, there were only about 600 people left.

"Cheer up brothers. Flee and we won't have to die."

The crowd didn't know who shouted.

He was right.

If you run back, you don't have to die, but only if you have to run back.

But the problem is that when they came to the gate of the village that they had built themselves, they found that the door they had just come out had been closed.

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

The soldiers shouted eagerly, but received no response.

What's going on?

Why did you go out to fight by yourself and the door was closed?

Where have all the people gone?

In normal times, even if they can't open the door, they can find a way to knock the door open, but now they can't.

Because there are pursuers behind.

Yes!

The screams of the soldiers behind them rang out again.

The reason why I said it again was because Ma Xianglin saw the place where the other party was building fortifications, and habitually made the soldiers slow down, worried about fraud.

But after waiting for a long time, I found that the other party couldn't enter the door.

What is this operation?

Ma Xianglin let the soldiers advance slowly, until he finally handed over to the soldiers behind the death squad.

Watching the white pole soldiers slaughter the other party's soldiers, Ma Xianglin was lost.

On the first day of the new year, he didn't sleep at night, and sent thousands of soldiers to run to beat him.

No one was killed, not a single arrow was fired, and he turned around and ran. How do you look at it, how to attract yourself to come to the rhythm of ambush, if it weren't for the fact that he had full confidence in the cold handover of the white pole soldiers, he really wouldn't dare to chase so far.

But when they arrived, everyone was almost finished, what about the ambush soldiers of the other party?

In addition, there seemed to be no one on the temporary walled gate, which made him even more puzzled.

This is, empty city plan?

As far as he was thinking, more than a hundred people from the death squad died.

"Surrender!"

"Don't kill me!"

The death squads finally reacted.

If you can't fight, you can run, but if you can't run, you can surrender, why resist!?

They shouted for surrender, but the white-pole soldiers killed them for a while as if they hadn't heard.

There's no way, I won't let you get a good night's sleep during the New Year, who won't be angry?

It wasn't until Ma Xianglin saw that he was almost there, and then he gave the order to accept surrender.

He told some of them to throw away their weapons and kneel on the ground, and then let the white pole soldiers take them all. Then the number of people was counted again, and by this time there were four hundred and six remaining of a thousand soldiers. The rest either burrowed into the mountains ahead of time or were killed by the white pole soldiers.

"Who are your heads?"

A group of captives looked at each other.

What about the head?

When he charged, he shouted earth-shattering, why was it gone in a blink of an eye?

"We don't know." A captive who could speak official words said cautiously.