Relatives or countries?

Faced with this kind of choice, most people will choose the former.

Yang Huan himself made this choice. Between his uncle Li Yongzhen and his boss, Dongchang's foreigner Deng Xian, who trusted him, Yang Huan chose his uncle.

There is no other reason, just because my uncle is a relative.

There are too few people in the world who can sacrifice their own interests for the country and willingly sacrifice their relatives.

Morally, Yang Huan had no reason to accuse these people of his willingness to stay in Jianzhou as a cow and horse compatriot. If he had been, he would never bring disaster to his parents, wives and children, so he let them die.

Even if these people are likely to become enemies of the Ming Dynasty in the future!

As Eunuch Wei said, there are too many unscrupulous things in this world.

As he remembered, when his father-in-law said this, he stared at the city walls of the capital with affection.

At that time, my father-in-law's eyes were complicated. In his deep affection, there was nostalgia and reluctance for the capital, but there seemed to be a hint of unwillingness and hatred.

No one knew why his father-in-law suddenly asked the emperor to issue an order to the East Factory, and no one knew why his father-in-law was suddenly released.

All of this seems to be a mystery.

Come quietly and leave quietly. Apart from taking away these people who are willing to fight for wealth, my father-in-law never brought anything out of the capital.

In addition to a sigh, what he left to the capital, he also had an unrestrained and free manner.

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone!"

My father-in-law's poems are intoxicating. He is really worthy of being the head of the court for the trial. No wonder the emperor favors his father-in-law so much.

Reading more is not a bad thing.

Yang Huan subconsciously touched the first volume of "Collected Works of Wei" in his arms, which was lent to him by Lai San.

However, he was illiterate.

.........

Looking at the officers and soldiers of the homeland driving a cart by their side, and looking at the companions who chose to go back, the Han people kneeling on the ground were also in a complicated mood.

They are not like those guys who have no worries about the Ming army. They have wives and children.

When many Ming soldiers passed by them, they would subconsciously shake their heads, with sympathy and hatred on their faces, which made the Han people who were unwilling to leave instinctively lower their heads.

Their faces were also shameful.

A long time after the Ming army passed, the leader of them touched the braids behind their heads, stood up slowly, exhaled a long sigh, and cursed at the guys who were still kneeling stupidly: "Get up quickly, do you want your masters to see that you are still thinking about the Ming Dynasty!"

While cursing, the Han people and Ahaha stood up one after another, and then silently began to clean everything around them as before.

Some of them began to treat the injured and undead Jin soldiers, and carefully bandaged them and stopped the bleeding; some carried the dead Jin soldiers' bodies to one place and numbly picked off their wooden signs; some went to pick up the weapons discarded on the battlefield...

The sound of fighting from afar has nothing to do with them. They only know that if they don’t do it well, they will be executed by the Eight Banners Master, and their relatives will be even more terrible punishment.

In the distant south, it is clearly a peaceful and prosperous era. However, by the Yalu River in the north, it is a chaotic era.

In troubled times, human life is worthless.

It is even more impossible for people to live according to their own ideas, which is a luxury.

...........

"I want to run!"

After discovering that Jia Laezhen of the Jin army was fleeing north, Wei Xuewen hesitated for a moment and chased after him. He wanted to kill a Jin army general with his own hands so that Uncle Thirteen would be proud of him.

Dozens of infantry from the Jin army were running in a hurry in front. When they heard the sound of hoofs coming from behind, several Jin soldiers looked back and saw that it was the Ming army, and their souls were about to fly away.

Wei Xuewen only wanted to capture and kill the Jin army Jia Laezhen. He didn't care about the Jin soldiers who were exhausted from escaping, but he didn't mind killing a few of them.

After rushing to the horse, he jumped over a wild ditch that was not very wide, Wei Xuewen raised his hand and smashed it hard.

The iron pipe of the three-eyed gun hit the back of the Jin soldier's head. With a "uh" scream, the Jin soldier's body fell forward and kept twitching on the ground. The back of his head seemed to be opened, and red and white objects were everywhere.

"kill!"

The Ming soldiers who were following the chief general also swung their swords and slashed. More than a dozen Jin soldiers with unhappiness died on both sides of the Yegou, while the rest of the Jin soldiers ran to both sides with screams.

"Don't worry, let me do it!"

Wei Xuewen shouted loudly and stopped the subordinates who were trying to chase and kill the defeated Jin army soldiers, gathered all their troops to bite the Jin generals running wildly around the ground in front.

But soon, Wei Xuewen realized that he could not catch up with the other party. Just when he was disappointed and was about to turn around, an unexpected thing happened.

Some of the Jin cavalry fleeing ahead suddenly stopped, and more than a dozen cavalry hurriedly turned around and ran back.

Wei Xuewen didn't know what happened, but his intuition told him that something was good.

............

There was a good thing, and Du An Chao was in trouble. He was eager to escape and did not notice a waste well covered by weeds in the wilderness ahead.

This abandoned well was originally used for irrigation by the Ming Dynasty soldiers and civilians who lived here.

Fortunately, he escaped in time. Du Anchao, who could not catch up with him, stepped directly on the abandoned well. As a result, he rode his horse and stepped in with one foot and hoof. His legs broke on the spot, and he made a painful neigh and threw the master off his body.

Du Anchao, who was wearing iron armor, landed hard. The sharp armor on his head made his eyes appear like Venus, and his whole body lost consciousness in an instant.

When they woke up, the Ming army that was chasing also rushed over.

"Save it quickly!"

Du Anchao's subordinates did not notice that their Ala's horse fell off the horse at first, and after reacting, they hurriedly stopped the horse.

Du Anchao's several Goshhas were even more anxious and turned their heads and ran towards the master who was falling off.

"Save me!"

The sound of Ming army's hooves were getting closer and closer. The servants could not come to save themselves and get on their horses, and Du Anchao was about to be captured alive by Ming army.

More than a dozen other cavalry and Jin soldiers also turned around to participate in the rescue, but they soon discovered that they could not save Lord Jialaerzhen at all - the Ming army rushed up.

Wei Xuewen took the lead and smashed a Jin soldier who turned over and helped his master to the ground. Seeing this, the other Jin soldiers who were about to dismount, made a choice in pain in the midst of lightning and thunder - turn their horses again!

Du An Chao, who had already sat up, was stunned. He looked at the Goshhas who turned their horses and left in disbelief. How could they leave their master?

How could they leave their master?

Until his head was smashed by the Ming army that rushed over, he was still muttering this sentence in his mouth.

It was not Wei Xuewen who completed this attack, but an ordinary soldier of the Ming army - the Jurchen Tormuge.
Chapter completed!