"I want to recognize Hannaji. I will definitely recognize my elder brother. One of us is the mastermind of defeating his 200,000 army, and the other is the person who cut off one of his arms. He must hate our brothers for wanting to eat our flesh and peel our skin. And our brothers dared to run to his territory boldly. If we just let us return to the Ming Dynasty, how could he be willing?"

"Then let's go back to the Ming Dynasty?" Zhao Yong thought for a moment and said, "Our mission has almost been completed. Although it has not severely damaged the Mongols, it has also made the Mongols feel scruples. They will not leave the grassland so unscrupulously and invade the border of the Ming Dynasty."

"us"

Luo Xin stopped suddenly and turned to look in the direction of the camp. The Ming soldiers there were burning and killing, because the camp was not big, with only more than 300 households. So Zhao Yong, Luo Qing, Luo Xin and others did not participate. They just watched from the side. Anyway, these Ming soldiers had already been familiar with the entire process and would complete the task soon.

but

At this time, a woman's crying came from Suifeng, which made Luo Xin stunned. She had never been born before. According to previous experience, all the Mongolians had been killed at this time. Zhao Yong was very cruel. No matter how old, young, male and female, all Mongolians were killed. During the journey, Luo Xin was still unbearable at first, but now he has become much crueler.

"Go and have a look!"

Luo Xin rushed towards the camp with a round of horse heads, and Zhao Yong and Luo Qing followed closely behind.

As soon as he entered the camp, Luo Xin's face was as deep as water. He saw many Ming officers and soldiers lying on the Mongolian women. He was furious and urged him to step forward, swing the hilt of the knife, and swept a Ming cavalry off the Mongolian women with a "bang".

"Bang bang"

Zhao Yong and Luo Qing behind them also waved their weapons to sweep the Ming cavalry from the Mongolian women. Luo Xin and others' actions frightened the Ming officers and soldiers and jumped up from the Mongolian women. Although Zhao Yong's face was angry, there was helplessness and hesitation in his eyes. It has been nearly three months since these men were wandering on the brink of death every day. If Luo Xin was not around him, he might have turned a blind eye and let his men do whatever they wanted.

However, there is Luo Xin around him. Luo Xin is a literati. With his understanding of literati, these people are very sad. They will definitely be furious when they see such things, and may ask him to kill his subordinates. Although Luo Xin does not seem to be as sad as other literati, Luo Xin is a literati after all. He turned his eyes to Luo Xin, and his eyes showed a hint of prayer, but before he could speak, he heard Luo Xin's angry voice:

"What are you doing? What are your tasks? Don't you know that there are Mongols around here? They will surround them like wolves in a very short time. What have I told you? We want to fight and save all the time. Every moment we save, we have a moment of life. But you waste time on such things."

Luo Xin pointed the Mongol women at the knife and shouted: "You will lose your life because of this. Those who can't control their crotch will stand up."

More than twenty people stood up with shame on their faces, and some even held their waists in their hands.

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*(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!