Tabunang did not think it was offensive, and explained his identity again, and finally said: "Actually, the common thing about the victory or defeat is that it is nothing to admit it if you lose. It's just that my master Acheng Taiji was killed by the Han army of the Shang regiment soldiers, so I was full of anger and wanted to take revenge. Now it's been a long time since I've been away, I still can't let go of my hatred. I heard that Dajin had the idea of ​​unifying the grassland. When will he kill back to the grassland, and drive He Yusheng away from the grassland from east to west, so that I can make my mind quick."

Both of them chatted with Jurchens, which were originally similar to Mongolia. Li Mingli held the flag for many years and spoke very well in Jurchens.

Li Mingli smiled and said, "Of course my Jin soldiers are elite, and they can compete with He Ji for the strength of their strength. Now the Khan and the Bellers also know that He Ji is not easy to meet, but Lord Zhang Jing, I have something I don't know if I should say..."

Tabu Nang said straightforwardly: "Just call me Tabu Nang, what is the difference between me, Zhang Jing and you?"

"Okay." Li Mingli smiled and said, "Tabunang, you and the Jin soldiers all the way back to Qingcheng. Didn't you ask me to take over the grassland again? After all, you Mongolians can't restore the scenery of that year."

Tabu's nipple stagnated and after a while, he said, "It seems that this is the case. Alas, I can't imagine that we Mongolians will fall to this level today. It's really..."

Tabunang's face was gloomy and he sighed repeatedly.

This is a Mongolian who still remembers the glory of the past in his heart. Li Mingli's words hit him a huge blow.

Everyone understands that the Mongols could not defeat the Shang regiments, and they were not even the opponent of the Jurchens. In terms of equipment, combat skills, battle formation methods, and personal will and determination, any Later Jin soldiers were crushing the Mongols. The Jurchens had already conquered a lot of left-wing tribes. Lin Danhan was just surviving. Even Tabun knew that Lin Danhan was driven back by Yusheng. Now the Jurchens were considering whether to take the initiative to attack the Chahar people. Tabun was a Tumot and had no favoritism for the Chahar people, so they were always thinking about the battle. However, as Li Mingli said, the Jurchens really completely conquered the left wing. The next step to go west, will even the Tumot tribe be merged?

Going to the wolf and going to the tiger, Tabun became entangled in his heart.

A simple-minded Mongolian man really never thought about it too much...

Li Mingli said at this time: "The Han people have smuggled in again."

Li Mingli looked at the horse and saw a dozen Han people running to the estuary while the dusk was in the air. At this time, the river surface turned into ice and the flow was quite fast. Even if it was crossing the river during the day, it was very dangerous and it was very likely to be drowned in the river... During these days, more than a hundred corpses were salvaged downstream every day, sometimes even more. Li Mingli estimated that at least more than 5,000 people were either caught, killed, or drowned in the river during this period.

However, the Han people continued to smuggle, trying to swim from the Prince River to the other side, and then enter the uninhabited mountains and forests of hundreds of miles, and finally ran to the controlled area of ​​Dongjiang Town, which was still short of food and was dying in winter.

What a tragic and tragic scene!

Although the river water in winter has never risen, and the water flow does not form turbulent peaks and turbulence like in early summer, the river water is cold and biting. In spring, the river surface sometimes has thin ice and frozen, and it collapses as soon as it is stepped on. Most of the places are mixed with ice and river water. When the temperature is at its highest during the day, it is a few degrees above zero. The river water must be biting cold and biting.

In the evening, the weather became colder and the water temperature would probably be lower. However, these Han people were still unyielding to cross the river one after another. There were brave single men, strong men in groups of three or five or dozens of people, and fugitives who brought the whole family to support the elderly and the young.

They were chased by the Eight Banners soldiers as if hunting, and were shot down with bows and arrows one by one, and light arrows penetrated through the body. The heavy arrows broke the blood hole, exposed their internal organs, smashed bones, and the cavalry used swords and guns to kill and poke the flesh of these escaped people to hone their combat skills. After killing freely, they escorted all the survivors back. After being punished, beaten, and insulted, these captured Han people will be assigned to become coats. Whether they can live to a slightly loose Tiancong period depends on their luck.

In the twilight, crossing the deserted fields and shrubs, the one who went straight to the river was a group of fugitives based on families, including children and elderly people. Tabun looked at it and shook his head, "I really don't know what they think. Even if we and the soldiers, Yu Ding, chased and killed the arrows, how many of them could swim across the glacier?"

Li Mingli's eyes were so sour. Although he had seen the scene in front of him countless times, this sense of tragic and shock still deeply touched him.

This is the ethnic group that nurtured him.

This is the ethnic group that raised him.

This is the ethnic group he taught him to grow up.

This is the ethnic group he has always grown up in.

This is a group that is regarded as cowardly and incompetent by its barbaric opponents, as timid as a mouse, and dare not resist until death.

Even though it is threatened by the most barbaric and cruel ethnic group of this era, this civilization's core has long changed from expansion to conservative, and has been committed to self-development. It has devoted its energy to culture and education, and to pay attention to its typical conservative farming civilization. When it is wielding a butcher knife, it still bursts out with amazing vitality. Even if the ice river lies in front and wielding a butcher knife behind, there is a wilderness full of snow and uninhabited mountains, these Liao people are still willing to use their lives to fight, rather die on the way and pursue it, than stay in their hometown for slaughter.

From the fall of Fushun Pass to the indiscriminate massacre of Nuerhaci after the fifth year of Tianqi, six million Liao people gave very clear answers with all kinds of heroic deeds... They told Nuerhaci that there was no so-called kindness, nor unconditional surrender to the invaders. As long as there was a chance, they would resist and flee. They used the most direct answer to tell the invaders what civilization was indomitable, until the invaders could do anything, they waved the butcher knife indiscriminately.

"Sheepskin valve?" Tabuyan's eyes lit up and he said, "It's been so many days, the first time I've seen someone smarter."

Li Mingli said: "Are we going to rush over now? Our place is high, and it takes at least a quarter of an hour to rush there. If we move slowly, we will be afraid of running out."

"What's the hurry?" Tabun said: "I have also escaped thousands of miles away. I understand the best of what it feels and feels to escape... There are Arsenals and Bashiku watching, and it's just as it calls. Without Bashiku watching, what are we doing so hard."

Tabunang looked at Li Mingli and winked: "I know you are a Han Chinese, but it's not convenient to say anything. But the superior still believes in you very much, so there is no need to be too careful."

Li Mingli smiled bitterly and said, "We say we are raising the flag, but in the eyes of the masters, there is no difference between them and the cloak? If you are not careful, you will be beheaded. Don't dare to be careful."

The two talked and slowly lit fireworks, which was also notifying other observation points to find the escaped people. Although they did not work hard to hunt, they could not get any handle on being caught. Especially Li Mingli, once he was exposed to the hair, he would be killed, and there was no possibility of forgiveness.

With the fireworks together, the other whistle cavalry several miles away also noticed it, and the whistle sounded, and then the scattered cavalry began to rush to the bank of the Prince River.

The Han people by the river began to panic. They desperately placed the women, children and children on the sheepskin valve. The man jumped directly into the water and pushed the valve to swim to the other side.

Many people have no valves and can only dive directly to swim.

If it is autumn, the water flow is soothing and the water temperature is high, crossing the river is very easy. At this time, the snow water upstream melts, the water flows fast, and there are many unmelted ice cubes in the river. It is conceivable how difficult it is for people to swim in such rivers.

When Li Mingli rode his horse forward, some escaped people were already overturned by the torrents and drifted down the river.

Most of these people have been through a journey of escape of hundreds or more miles apart. They are originally very thin and usually lack food. In addition, the journey of escape of thousands of miles apart has been exhausted to the bottom of the valley. They are washed away by the turbulent river in the biting river and can no longer swim. They can't swim for a few minutes. The body temperature in the ice water drops sharply and their physical strength cannot keep up, so they can only freeze to death or drown.

Li Mingli had seen this scene in front of him too many times, and he couldn't help feeling regretful. When he rushed down the slope to the official road and ran to the river, other whistle drivers had already rushed to the river and began to shoot arrows into the river.

The fleeing Han people had already floated halfway, but they were only thirty or forty steps away from the shore. After the arrows entered the water, they were powerless. Many Han people saw arrows shooting, and they wandered into the river. However, many people were unable to support themselves. After a few twists and turns, they were powerless. They were washed away by the river and began to float downstream.

Many people were also shot in the arrow, and the blood in the river quickly spread a large pool, which looked very conspicuous.

The man's roar, the woman and the child's cry, and the old man's despair were all clearly heard. Li Mingli endured the bitterness in his heart, and stood on the shore to untie the bow and arrow, and began to shoot arrows into the river.

This distance was also won by Li Mingli and Tabunang for these Han people. Unfortunately, at least half of the Han people died in the river, either drowned or shot to death by arrows, and some people lost their temperature too much and were frozen to death directly in the river.

The river is over a hundred steps wide. When these Han people crossed the river, struggled up from the muddy river bank, and climbed the reeds on the shore, they couldn't help but cheer.

Hearing such a sound, the Jurchens who were shooting arrows on the shore were furious. They replaced the light arrows with heavy arrows and began to shoot them to the other side.

A hundred steps away, which is within the range of a heavy arrow, was soon shot over and landed on the soft river bank, as if new reeds grew from it.

The Han people did not dare to delay any more and began to run towards the reeds. As long as they ran a dozen or twenty steps away, the heavy arrows would not hurt them.

Li Mingli watched a woman run out with a child in her arms, and a heavy arrow passed by her side and penetrated it hard to the ground. She felt excited and almost cheered.

He knew that his mentality was really dangerous, so he couldn't help but tighten the bow in his hand, and looked indignant, shooting heavy arrows to the other side of the river.

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Chapter completed!