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441 is a flying fish suit

At this moment, with a "swoosh" sound, in the blink of an eye, an arrow slashed the young Jurchen's chest. The castration was not gone, and he fell back with him.

This sudden change surprised everyone again, as if they couldn't believe the facts they saw in front of them.

The Jurchen Tartars immediately came to their senses first, pulled out their waist knives one by one, or simply looked up at the arrowhead, and the valley not far ahead.

This glance surprised them again. Cavalrymen appeared at the entrance of the valley, wearing armor, reflecting light under the sunlight. One by one, just like there was a bottomless pit inside the entrance of the valley, and cavalrymen kept popping up.

???A question mark appeared on the heads of the people who saw it. Looking at the armor style, it seemed that it was a cavalry of the Great Jin, which seemed to have yellow flags and white flags. What are they doing?

Finally, someone realized from the momentum of these cavalrymen who rushed over. There must be something wrong with these great Jin cavalrymen, so they immediately turned their heads and prepared to escape.

However, this place was too close to the valley entrance, and they were stunned for a while before the horse was speeding up, the cavalry that rushed in swarmed them overwhelmed them.

The thirty Han people were stunned. They instinctively hugged their heads and squatted on the ground, praying in their hearts that Tathagata and Guanyin all over the sky to bless them with nothing.

"Report to Lord Zhongcheng, no one of Jianlu left!" A voice full of energy and a mandarin with a Liaodong accent sounded, causing the Han people squatting on the ground to raise their heads at the same time and look over when they heard the sound.

Among the knights just now, one of them turned over and dismounted, and a tall and powerful man who was strode towards the valley mouth was holding his fists and reporting.

Is this Lord Zhongcheng? Is it the governor? What kind of governor? The Han people squatting were stunned, and there were a series of questions in their heads that they couldn't understand.

The tall man called Zhongcheng was throwing a great merit to a person beside him, then waved his hand and ordered: "Take all in and clean it out!"

"As for order!" The man who said just now agreed and began to move.

The Han people squatting on the ground were watched by a group of knights and drove them to the valley. Listening to these knights greeting in Chinese language, many Han slaves showed surprise and joyful expressions on their faces. They were a little unbelievable and wanted to ask clearly, but they saw that these knights had cold faces and seemed to not want to pay attention to them, so they had to hold the questions in their hearts in their stomachs and walk obediently.

When they arrived at the entrance of the valley and walked forward, they saw the panoramic view of the valley. It doesn’t matter if they didn’t look at it. When they saw it, they were stunned. They stood unconsciously and their mouths were wide open. The people behind followed them and they didn’t expect that the people in front would stop and bump into them one by one, and the order was a little messy.

There were cavalrymen in the valley, and the number of people really shocked them.

If they just look at the equipment of the knights who just went out, it would be difficult to distinguish them, most of the valley was wearing Ming military uniforms, which is enough to prove what their identities are!

"You... are you the army of the court?" Someone finally couldn't help but ask a knight who was riding a horse and looking down at them.

The knight had a cold face and seemed to say disdainfully: "What are you talking about? Come in quickly!"

It seemed unfriendly and a little surprised, but the Hannu who asked the question did not care, and the joy on his face could not be concealed. Although there was no positive answer, he could hear that this should be the cavalry of the court!

Every Han slave cooperated very well and obediently was taken to an open space in the middle of the valley as he ordered. He was asked to squat down and squat down, never sit, let alone stand.

However, the Han slave who was beaten before was carried in and lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

A series of footsteps came, and when these Han slaves heard the sound, a large group of people came over surrounded by the tall man just now. Beside him, a petite military soldier was following him. Looking at the clothes, it seemed different from those around him.

Among the Han slaves, a man suddenly stood up, pointed at the petite military soldiers, full of surprise, and shouted loudly: "It's a flying fish suit, that's a flying fish suit, I recognize it, I recognize it's a flying fish suit!"

Although the flying fish suit is not only worn by the Jinyiwei, the flying fish suit represents the Jinyiwei. Anyone in the Ming Dynasty knows this.

On the land of Liaodong, there was a sudden appearance of the Jinyiwei Captain, who was absolutely impossible, and there were still so many military soldiers around him. There was no doubt that this was definitely the army of the court!

The appearance of Wei Mulan made these Han slaves suddenly feel turbulent. They were much more excited than before, and several people even shed tears.

The scene was a little messy, and the soldiers watching the side couldn't help but shout, asking them to shut up and squat!

After a while, the scene finally calmed down again. Lu Xiangsheng sat in front of them, straightened his chest, looked down at them and asked, "What's going on with you? Who will answer me?"

Wei Mulan stood beside Lu Xiangsheng. She was so excited when she saw these Han slaves appearing, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her heart. The fatigue of the march these days seemed to disappear without a trace.

At this time, she was afraid that these Han slaves would not understand their identities and had doubts, so after Lu Xiangsheng finished speaking, she said: "This is Lu Zhongcheng, the governor of Denglai. You should answer according to facts and do not deceive anything!"

When the tall man in front of him turned out to be the governor of the Ming Dynasty, these Han slaves were shocked again. Governor of the Denglai! The senior officials of the Ming Dynasty actually appeared in the hinterland of Liaodong!

After a moment of silence, the emotions of the Han slaves boiled like boiling water, and they rushed to answer Lu Xiangsheng's question. For a moment, they couldn't hear clearly what was going on.

Lu Xiangsheng had to designate someone to ask, and then he understood the reason.

It turned out that most of these Han slaves were Han people who were plundered to Liaodong by Jianluo at the end of last year and were divided into a farm not far ahead to do farm work. However, the food has become increasingly tight this year. Han slaves do all kinds of work, but they have few bites of food. In the past half month, people have been exhausted and starved to death almost every day.

It was still cold, so Jianlu had accumulated a few days of corpses and then transported them here to bury them, so as not to have a plague.

Lu Xiangsheng frowned when he heard this, and pointed to the scarred man lying on the ground and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The man was whipped by a whip and was covered in scars. He was holding his breath, but he could no longer hold on at this time, so he could only lie there. When he heard Lu Xiangsheng ask, he replied with hatred: "Then Jianlu tortured my sister to death. He thought that he was going to die anyway, so he fought with him!"
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