Seeing Mongolian soldiers appearing on the wall of the village, the soldiers of the New Group even showed a panic expression. Fortunately, the black paint was not clear and the fire was not clear.

Before the other party could react, he heard a Mongolian voice coming from the wall of the village. The tone was just questioning.

There is no way, no one in Xinyi Group can speak Mongolianly. Shunzi was about to speak, so he asked Deng Zhichun to reply. Unexpectedly, a female voice came from the team beside him.

The one who answered the meeting with the Mongolian soldiers on the wall was Princess Wanze. Wanze rode his horse forward and pulled off the hat on his head, which was scattered with black hair like a waterfall.

He shook his hair and began to question the people on the village wall in a more severe tone.

One or two people said it in a silence, and there were only three people who could understand it. Shunzi's palm was sweating at this moment.

As a result, it took less than a few minutes to get the village gate opened. The Mongolian soldiers who had just talked with Wanze were still stroking their chests to Wanze.

When the city gate opened, Shunzi was stunned again. The village gate was full of people, with as many as three or four hundred.

The polite Mongolian military general was holding a warrior and holding a sword and gun. He was just now on the wall of the village. At this moment, he was under the flames among the crowd, with a ferocious look on his face. Behind him were Mongolian soldiers, and more were guards and servants in the village.

Before Shunzi could give orders, a sweet shout came from the cavalry!

"Go! Drive!"

Shunzi stared at him, feeling a little confused. He wanted to go back and fight to the death, but the effect of following the crowd made more than fifty people run apart, and that would undoubtedly die. But there were still three hundred brothers under the city...

Han Zhenhan in the distance was excited when he saw the village gate open. It seemed that he had successfully taken it. Unexpectedly, before he could wait for three seconds to be happy, he saw that the team of cavalrymen he sent out began and quickly retreated.

Behind them were hundreds of people waving swords, guns and sticks. Han Zhenhan was stunned for a moment and immediately reported that the situation was not right.

He didn't know what was wrong, and he was still thinking in his mind, but he gave an order, "Rescue the cavalry team! Charge! Archers shoot."

There were two battalions behind Han Zhenhan. He was ambushed in the ditch on both sides of the earthen road, and his legs must have run beyond the four legs.

The Mongolian generals could not know this principle. But Princess Wanze was the target of capturing alive. Not only could he have a face, but he would not be able to play with it. Anyway, he was no longer going to follow the Mongolian traitor Kublai Khan and learn something from the Han people.

The tempting beauty and future made this Mongolian general forgetfulness. Which one is more tiring, the continuous sprinting and running for 500 meters or jogging at a constant speed of 500 meters? Of course, the charge of 500 meters is even more tiring.

When the Mongolian general rushed out of the village gate, the old Fan, who was hiding beside him, almost fell to the ground.

"How come so many people rushed out?"

Seeing Lao Fan, the "mixed troops" chasing Wanze, who was chasing Wanze, knowing that the opportunity was coming, he didn't say much, waved his hands left and right, and rushed up the first one.

When I rushed up, I found that there was no one to guard the door. Lao Fan left fifty people to guard the door, and rushed to the largest room in the village with the remaining troops.

The Mongolian generals who rushed out did not pay attention to the situation behind him. They found that Wanze and others on the opposite side stopped and shouted happily... and urged the people around them to rush up.

Until Han Zhenhan sat in the big house in Qiaojiazhuang, he didn't understand why he was so brainless? It is said that the combat effectiveness of the Mongolian cavalry is very high.

Shunzi stood behind Han Zhenhan with an unhappy look on his face. Today, a woman actually robbed him of command. The other party did make the right choice.

As for Princess Wanze, she was crackling the whip dance at this moment, regaining her unruly princess style, and the people who were slapped screamed repeatedly.

Of course, Wanze was the captive general. There were seven or eight people kneeling behind him, including men and women. As for which Han Zhenhan didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

Of course, Han Zhenhan didn't care about other people's housework. When Wanze was tired, he walked back to the hall where Han Zhenhan was.

The sun has risen, but the oil lamp is already lit in the living room, which is transparent and clear.

Wanze entered the room and sat down on the chair on the left. He picked up a teacup on his hand, untied the lid of the teacup and wanted to drink water by himself.

"Did I let you sit down? You seem to have forgotten your identity!..."

Wanze was startled, like a cat that was frightened! It immediately bounced on the chair. There was grievance and horror in his eyes when he looked at Han Zhenhan.

"While standing there, ask the third brother Battalion Commander to come for a meeting."

"Yes!" Shunzi left, and Wanze obediently stood where Shunzi had just stood. Not long after everyone arrived, Han Zhenhan spoke directly,

"Old rule, this place is Qiao Zhiyong's home. We are not bandits who robbed the house. Qiao Zhiyong, who dealt with his aunt and aunt later, I believe he will give us a satisfactory return."

"I'll confirm what everyone thinks now. I believe everyone knows what we are in now, so I still recommend going south."

"Can't we go back to Shaanxi, to Qinchuan?"

"Qinchuan is also in the hands of the Mongolians now."

"Look at what kind of grandma this group of Mongolian soldiers is today! We can pull up the team and fight them!"

Sun Hu came home near Xi'an, Shaanxi. Moreover, after knowing that this place is the boundary of Shizhou, he felt like going back to his hometown to see what it looked like.

"Tsk tsk, if you hit a three-legged cat, you can beat the Mongolian Iron Cavalry?... Overestimate your ability!"

Wanze public behind Han Zhenhan couldn't help but tease after hearing Sun Hu's words, but how could Han Zhenhan indulge in her?

"Shut up! When I didn't let you speak, there is no right to speak here!"

.........

The scene was silent for a few seconds, and Han Zhenhan said in the second sentence,

"The Mongols are definitely not of this kind of combat power. We just encountered a fool. The strong army should have been taken to the south by Mengge Khan to attack the Southern Song Dynasty."

"Then do we still have to go there? Maybe we will bump into the Mongolian army head-on."

Staff Wang, who had been silent for a long time, thought for a while and spoke,

"Tongzhang, where do you want us to go?"

Staff Wang was mature and polite, meticulous and capable. Han Zhenhan answered the questions he raised in detail. Because he was lying to Staff Wang, it was even more ugly.
Chapter completed!