Fleeing normally?

What is an irregular escape? Is there a special arrangement for evacuation?

The Zhejiang soldiers remained silent and continued to ask if everyone had ever crossed paths with Jiannu.

Fan Wenhuan was still anxious and didn't know how to say it safely, but Fan Wencheng said: "We escaped from Jiannu."

The Zhejiang soldiers were not surprised to hear this, because they had seen all kinds of refugees these days.

They divided the refugees into groups according to their origins. Dozens of Kaiyuan farmers, dozens of Mongolian refugees, Fan Wencheng and others admitted to staying with Jiannu, and dozens of others stayed with the person who said "normal escape".

The elder brother Fan Wencheng was a little nervous, and the younger brother Fan Wencheng also pretended to be a little nervous on the surface.

The Zhejiang soldiers seemed to be checking everyone's luggage to see if there were any hidden weapons or smuggled goods, but in fact they secretly surrounded the last group.

"Take it!"

Zhao Hannian gave an order, and the Zhejiang soldiers brushed the ground and raised their blades flat, aiming at more than a dozen people in this group.

"My lord! My lord! What's wrong!? ”

"We haven't been in contact with Jiannu!" Song Yuan was still quibbling, but the extreme panic in his eyes and expression had already exposed the truth in his heart.

"Take their hats off!"

Several Zhejiang soldiers stepped forward and directly took off their hats, and more than a dozen of them showed their small heads and big bald heads.

"I don't have anything to do with Jiannu, why don't I have the hair of the Han family!"

"You just lied!"

Although the Zhejiang soldiers were not burly, the military might that became angry suddenly made the spies among the refugees tremble.

"Run!"

A few fled on the spot, and the Zhejiang soldiers, who had already been surrounded, expected that the spears and wolf mills were directly stopped, making the thieves covered in blood in an instant.

The rest knelt on the ground and desperately kowtowed to beg for forgiveness.

Zhao Hannian stepped forward, picked up one of them, carried him in front of everyone, took off his clothes and said loudly: "This person's hair bun is the appearance of Jiannu's clothes, but there are almost no scars on his body, what does this mean!?"

It shows that this person is either a fine worker sent by Jiannu, or a traitor who has taken refuge in Jiannu for a long time! Because the Han people are often beaten and their hands, feet and bodies are scarred, so it is necessary to prevent this! ”

"Yes!" The general explained and demonstrated in person, and the soldiers knew how to see through the disguise.

"This gang of liars will all be brought back to prison!"

The ending of Song Yuan and the others has been decided, Fan Wencheng sighed in his heart, it turns out that this is what it means to cover up......

False cover: cooperate with each other to hide their identities; Real cover: Send some fools to death, try out the other party's routine, and let the real spies deal with it.

Thinking of Huang Taiji's farewell eyes, Fan Wencheng felt a little chill in his back...... Masters really don't want useless waste, then I have to prove myself to be the best slave in the world.

The Zhejiang soldiers came to inspect the Mongols, Fan Wencheng and their two groups.

The Mongolian side used a set of chatting methods to ask questions, which can test whether any of the reckless Mongols is lying. The Han people still use that trick here, checking their hair and wounds on their bodies.

Fan Wencheng's more than a dozen on their side all admitted that they had intersections with Jiannu. So they all took the initiative to take off their hats, didn't play any little tricks of lying, and obediently admitted that they had been captured and escaped only after nine deaths.

"Clothes!"

The Zhejiang soldiers knew that this gang had an intersection, so they must have put on an angry appearance first to deter those who had ghosts in their hearts.

All of their shirts were taken off, and most of the dozen or so people had many scars, and those who did not have scars were dragged out for careful interrogation, and if there was a slight problem, they were first dragged to the "prison".

Seeing that the rest seemed to be fine, the Zhejiang soldiers had to relax their vigilance and let them get dressed, ready to ask about their names, places of origin and deeds.

"Wait a minute."

The general manager Zhao Hannian stopped everyone again.

"I'll show you how to find out the deeper spies."

He walked in front of a dozen people, carefully looked at the wounds on their bodies, and then pulled out one of them, pointed to the wounds on his body and said:

"This person is covered in bruises, countless old wounds, and blood marks from recent whippings."

The man said respectfully: "My lord is right, I have suffered too much in the past three years."

He seemed to feel that he had passed the test, and looked at the Zhejiang soldiers with a smile on his face. Fan Wencheng secretly screamed in his heart.

Zhao Hannian said with a smile: "There are many old injuries and new scars...... Where is the old and the new~"

Yes?!

"Let me ask you, you have an old injury of more than 2 years and a new injury within 1 month, where did the injury go during this period of time!"

Several people in the crowd turned white with fright, because they couldn't get past it at all.

The Zhejiang soldiers suddenly realized that this person had a lot of old injuries, and the new injuries were within a month, indicating that they had long been Jiannu's subordinates, and they had not been beaten for nearly a year, and now they were sent as spies to temporarily make up for some injuries.

That's the real work!

"Spare your life, slave...... The villain is also compromised! I can tell you about Jiannu! ”

"Poof!"

The head hit the ground, and then kicked the head and rolled a long way.

"Your information, don't listen to it~"

The Zhejiang soldiers learned how to do it after the general demonstration, and quickly found four more spies from the crowd, and this time they directly cut off their fingers, and then sent them to the "prison" for their own custody and torture.

Fan Wencheng's heartbeat also accelerated a little, but fortunately, because of his identity, only he and his brother knew about it. These Emperor Taiji told him that if he entered the city, he could communicate with them and let them cooperate with the action. Now it seems that there is no longer a need......

"You two, there's no problem with the scars, you just don't look like farmers......"

He stared at Brother Fan Wencheng for a while, although he didn't lie and the scars were fine, everything was strange and worthy of vigilance.

"Back to the adult, the small one is the local Xiucai in Shenyang, who was arrested by Jiannu when he was doing business in Fushun, and he was often whipped when he did heavy work, this time it was Jiannu who was frustrated, and there was a famine inside and people were unstable, so we pretended to be businessmen and ran out."

"Locals, still show talents...... You don't have a big problem, but you also have to go south of the Hunhe River, go to the place we designated to review for half a month, and if it goes well, you can leave. ”

Fan Wenhuan sighed in his heart, why did the Ming army suddenly become so strict, it was different from what he said.

"Don't panic~"

Fan Wencheng reminded his brother with a look that he couldn't move freely for fourteen days, he hadn't done anything, no one knew their identity and mission, just be restless.

Half an hour later, the Zhejiang soldiers completed the review.

More than a dozen spies were directly imprisoned in the "prison", and someone took over the interrogation.

Fan Wencheng and other Han Chinese who escaped, as well as a group of Mongols, were escorted to a temporary camp on the south bank of the Hunhe River, where they were basically satisfied with food and clothing and did some basic labor, and they could only leave after half a month.

Others, such as refugees from the Kaihara Mountains, who have no intersection and no problems, will be allowed to go. If they are dissatisfied in the future, it is not a matter of spies, but a matter of resettlement and treatment, and there will naturally be arrangements for civil officials in Liaodong.

The Zhejiang soldiers were about to arrange to send Fan Wencheng and others to quarantine and review, when they saw nearly a hundred cavalry coming from the direction of Shenyang, they went straight to this group of refugees, and the first cavalry saw that the Zhejiang soldiers looked quite serious, and stepped forward and said politely:

"Brother Zhebing, I am the general general of Shenyang Sun's guerrilla subordinates, and I came to recruit refugees who escaped from Jiannu because of the military situation, did anyone escape from Jiannu?"