After knowing that there was no longer the end of the Ming Dynasty, Liu Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the end of the Ming Dynasty was an era when many predecessors became famous, he didn't think that a college student in his early 20s could really survive that troubled era, and he still hadn't gotten his own golden finger.

In this way, he was put in another camp. The conditions in the camp were much better than in the prison, not only did I take a hot bath, but I was at least able to eat enough every day.

Although he ate all the stinky salted fish soup and dead dough cakes that he would never touch before he crossed over, Liu Yifeng, who was starving in the prison, still ate very deliciously.

And these people also have uniform clothes to wear, black cotton robes, ugly but warm.

It's just that there is no one to talk to, and there is some loneliness. I don't know if it's because of Liu Yifeng's short hair and 1.8 meters tall, and the other detainees are afraid of him.

Even the guards were a little stunned by his attitude, and every time Liu Yifeng tried to talk to them, they would walk away very vigilantly.

After about five days, the leader and the master came to the camp where they were being held, all bald, many of whom were children.

And this group of people is obviously different from Liu Yifeng, how to say it, they have a kind of servility.

Liu Yifeng saw with his own eyes that a man in his 40s, thin and weak, at most 1.6 meters, actually robbed a man in his early 1.7 meters of food from this group, and the man not only did not resist but also looked flattering.

This happened several times after the group arrived at the camp, and the group was simply bullied.

He was a little puzzled, and walked straight to the man in his 40s who was taking pleasure in bullying the bald heads, and pulled him over.

"Who pulled me!?"

He turned around and saw that it was Liu Yifeng, and the hideousness on his face suddenly turned into fear.

In fact, the legend about how Liu Yifeng tore a big living person in the camp in the past few days was passed on by him.

People like to hunt for strange things, and when he saw that Liu Yifeng was tall and tall, he made up this legend to get close to others. When others heard that Liu Yifeng had torn up a big living person, they naturally wanted to hear more, so this person naturally became familiar with them.

He thought that Liu Yifeng had come to settle accounts with him.

"Your name."

"Lee... Li Laosan..."

"Li Laosan, I have some questions for you."

"Zhuangman, I didn't mean it, I also listened to others!"

Liu Yifeng looked at him inexplicably, sat on a stool, and then motioned for him to sit down as well. At most, one-fifth of Li Laosan's buttocks were next to the bench, ready to run away at any time.

"Who are they?"

Seeing that he was not settling accounts, Liu Laosan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the bald head pointed by Liu Yifeng, then looked at Liu Yifeng, and asked with some uncertainty: "Strong man, are you from the south?" ”

"Yes, from my hometown of Bashu."

"Bashu actually has such a mighty warrior as you, I always thought that southerners were very short."

"Answer my question!" Liu Yifeng was a little impatient.

"Yes, yes, they are Jianzhou slaves, and they are estimated to have been arrested to fill the number, so they shaved off the money rattail and used it as a ...... Well, it's a full number. ”

Li Laosan wanted to say that he shaved off his braids and was regarded as a bandit pirate, but when he saw that the person in front of him was also a pirate with no hair, he immediately changed his words.

Liu Yifeng continued to ask: "Why are these Jurchens so afraid of you? ”

Li Laosan was stunned, even if he was afraid of Liu Yifeng, his eyes also showed a look of "Is there something wrong with this person" and said: "Strong man, they are Jianzhou slaves, we are Han people, and this is not the Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate, isn't it natural that they are afraid of us?" ”

"Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate?"

After that, Li Laosan explained to him the entire Ming Dynasty, and only in the Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate did Jianzhou slaves have the opportunity to earn the opportunity to become a second-class common man by virtue of military merits.

After listening to Li Laosan's explanation, Liu Yifeng fell into thinking, and Li Laosan took the opportunity to slip away.

"It seems that there is an enemy in the north, presumably the Mongols, I don't know if it is Varat or Tatar." Liu Yifeng muttered to himself.

The wars between the Ming Dynasty and the Mongols lasted almost throughout the early and middle Ming Dynasty.

First the liquidation of the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty, and then the split Eastern Mongol forces, that is, the Tatars.

Although the Northern Expedition of the Yongle Emperor failed to completely conquer the Tatars, it caused the weakening of the Tatars, so the Wara of Western Mongolia took the opportunity to rise and invade the Ming Dynasty in the south to fight the Tumubao Change.

Later, in the tug of war between the Ming Dynasty and Warat, the Warat repeated the mistakes of the Tatars and weakened, and the Tatars rose again, frequently harassing the northern Xinjiang of the Ming Dynasty and forcing the Ming Dynasty to open up border trade, providing a large amount of money and materials to Mongolia every year, and the war between the Ming and Mongolia stopped.

Later, the enemies of the Ming Dynasty were no longer Mongolia, but the peasant rebels and Jurchens that emerged in the country.

Although Liu Yifeng is not a lover of Ming history, he still knows the basic Chinese history and world history.

"I have to find a way to know whether the enemy of the Beiting Protectorate is Tatar or Warat, so that I can probably judge that I was in the Ming Dynasty."

He looked up and began to look for Li Laosan, just in time to see him and a group of Han people bullying a group of Jianzhou slaves. Although he didn't like the way they bullied people, Liu Yifeng was not ready to save those Jianzhou slaves.

He was very clear about the persecution of the Han people by these Jurchens in the late Ming Dynasty.

On the 10th of Yangzhou, the three massacres of Jiading, the massacre of Guangzhou, the massacre of Suzhou, the massacre of Nanchang, the massacre of Jiangyin, the massacre of Kunshan, the massacre of Jiaxing, the massacre of Haining, and the massacre of Suzhou.

These are all things that have been recorded in history no matter how much the Manchu Qing historians have covered them up.

At this time, a teenage Jurchen child over there rushed out from among Li Laosan and them, and ran towards him.

Liu Yifeng didn't react at all, and the child was kicked over by a person and pounced in front of him.

He hurriedly got up and prepared to continue escaping, when he saw Liu Yifeng sitting on a bench in front of him, and then was shocked by his calm aura like a mountain.

In fact, the real situation is that Liu Yifeng didn't react at all and froze.

The kid turned around and found that the person chasing him looked at Liu Yifeng with a frightened face, he was often bullied in his own tribe, he instantly understood that the person in front of him had a very high status in this camp, and knelt in front of Liu Yifeng with gritted teeth:

"Slave worship, please save me!"

After the Jurchens recognized a Han as the master, except for the master, everyone else wanted to beat the slave, that is, to slap the master in the face.

His behavior suddenly made the hands and feet of several Han people who followed behind cold, they thought that this Jurchen child was Liu Yifeng's person, and they were worried about angering Liu Yifeng, so they looked at each other and had already retreated.

But the kneeling Ao Bai had no confidence in his heart.

He was worried that Liu Yifeng didn't want him, then he would still be a slave without a master, and all Han people could bully him.

Ao Bai turned around and saw that one of the Han people chasing him took two steps forward, quickly knelt down and continued to move closer to Liu Yifeng, and begged loudly: "Master, master save me!" ”

Liu Yifeng finally came back to his senses at this time, and digested the shock of hearing Ao Bai report to his home just now: "You said your name is Ao Bai? ”

Ao Bai saw that Liu Yifeng took care of him, and he was immediately overjoyed: "Back to the master's words: Yes, the slave is called Ao Bai!" ”

"The Aobai of the Guerjia Clan!?"

This time it was Ao Bai's turn to be stunned, I don't know how this Han man who looks very powerful can guess his surname. But the situation did not allow him to think too much, so he quickly kowtowed again and said loudly: "Slave Guerjia. Bow down, knock on the master! ”

At this time, the Han man who dared to pull Ao Bai back was difficult to ride a tiger, so he could only ask tentatively: "Zhuangman, ...... this minion?"

As a result, Liu Yifeng glared at him, and he ran away without looking back.

After scaring that person away, Liu Yifeng looked at the kneeling and kowtowing boy in front of him with a complicated expression, and his heart was extremely shocked:

Gualca. Ao Bai!?

I'm not in the early or middle Ming Dynasty, I'm really meowing in the late Ming Dynasty!?