Chapter 20: Sunset in the West (3)

The official road from Fushun to Chenyang has become the busiest transportation route in Liaodong. The snow has just begun to melt, and teams of infantry, cavalry and baggage are constantly transporting to Fushun. People and horses are trampling back and forth, and the official road that has just melted is muddy.

Next to the official road in Fushun, there is an inconspicuous teahouse. Officials from all over the country like to rest here and drink tea and eat pancakes.

Amin pulled her hat and sat in the corner of the teahouse, making a pot of tea and two plates of pineapple croakers for two hours. His eyes were staring at the official road outside the door, as if the endless flow of troops was so beautiful.

The green ones were infantry, the black ones were cavalry, and the earth-colored ones were baggage soldiers.

A sudden sound of horse hooves came from the official road, and the sound stopped at the entrance of the teahouse. "Crack, Crack..." Several soldiers wearing Ming army armor, with a braid on their heads tied into a bun behind their heads, strode into a teahouse. They saw a few people in dust, with a few small flags on their backs, and were dressed in a very mighty manner.

A discerning person could see that these were the Jurchen soldiers who joined the Liaodong Army after the Jianzhou Jurchens were attached to the Liaodong Army.

According to the requirements of the Ming Dynasty, all Jurchens had to wear hair and comb their hair, but there was no bloody rule like the Qing Dynasty that "leaving your hair without leaving your hair, leaving your hair without leaving your head".

Therefore, many Jurchens simply tied their braids on the back of their heads and meant that Han officials also felt that it was indifferent, so they turned a blind eye and let him go.

Several people found a table beside the door and sat down. The bearded man in the lead shouted in a rough voice: "Man, do you have any food?" The sound was like a loud bell, which made the ashes on the roof fall down.

A companion next to him kept knocking on the soles of his boots with a horse whip, and pieces of wet mud fell to the ground, muttering: "What a broken road, it's so bad."

A guy walked over and wiped the table step by step, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

The bearded man said, "What do you have?"

The guy said: "There is wine, beef, and pancakes."

The bearded man said, "Okay, bring it all up." The guy shouted OK and turned around and went into the kitchen.

There were also several people who looked like officers and soldiers eating cakes at the table next to him. The bearded man walked over and bowed, "You are polite, I don't know which part of it?"

A soldier who looked like a leader lifted his chopsticks and glanced at him with a squint eyes and said, "Oh, it turns out that they are brothers from the Jurchen camp. We are from Tielingwei. Which part of you are from?" His eyes and tone was quite disdainful.

It's no wonder. After all, it's the Tartars who are attached to them, and the Han soldiers still have some grudges against them.

The bearded Juren didn't mind, but said enthusiastically: "Brothers of Tielingwei? You are here, and the lower official is from Guangning Central Defense."

The little leader continued to speak in that tone and said, "From Guangning Central Defense? I heard that you are very easy to fight Qiufeng in Ji'an, and you have made a fortune."

The bearded man said: "Where is there, just performing the task."

The little leader said: "Why is Guangning Central Defense also coming up? Are you still going to compete for merit with us?"

The bearded man said, "Yes, my mother, we set off from Jining on the fifth day of the second month and ran day and night. We were the messengers in the head, and we rushed into the city to fight the front station.

Is there any place to stay in the city?" A soldier next to him pulled his sleeve and said, "Ah Hun, can you speak softer? The hundred households have told us that our whereabouts must be kept confidential."

The little leader smiled and said, "This little brother is quite vigilant. The top guard is so majestic. Okay, let's not talk about it, we should leave too. Brothers, please use it slowly."

The bearded man scratched his head and said to himself, "Oh, brothers are leaving now. I haven't invited you a drink yet. Then I will take care of you when I go to the battlefield. Boss, come on, and write down the food of my brothers on our account."

The little leader turned his head and bowed, "Thank you then. It's generous to see that he's rich." After that, he led a few subordinates out of the teahouse.

Amin's eyes were circling under the sticky hat, and he kept remembering the words of the bearded man. When he saw several infantry soldiers wearing green clothes walked out of the teahouse, he picked up a wine pot and walked to the table, and asked in Jurchen language: "Hello brothers, brothers."

The bearded man looked at him vigilantly: "How could you tell the Jurchen?"

Amin said: "I am also a Jurchen. I wonder which movies are from?"

The bearded man said, "We are all Niuhulu tribes, are you?"

Amin said: "The youngest one is from the Edala tribe. Hehe, brothers are working in the army. Is it avenging the old dog Zahaqi this time?"

Several Jurchen tribes in the Ming Dynasty all had great hatred with Zahaqi. After hearing what Amin said, the bearded man suddenly felt a sense of common hatred for the enemy, and quickly gave in and said, "Brothers, sit down and talk."

Is it true that you have any grudge against Zahazi?"

Amin said, "Yes, why don't you? My cousin died in Nadan Mansion. Brothers must avenge me when they go to the battlefield in the future."

The bearded man patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, there must be no problem. By the way, why haven't you joined the army?"

Amin said, "Oh, there is another mother at home. If she goes, who will serve her?" He said that, and raised his glass toast several Jurchen soldiers.

After everyone had two cups, Amin asked, "Are you going to go up to fight this time?"

The bearded man said, "Yes, haha, I must chop off the old dog Zahazi this time."

Amin's eyes rolled and said, "Brothers, it seems like they have been a long way."

The bearded man said, "Yes, we ran for ten days from Jining to this place for thousands of miles. It's so tired." The soldier who had just pulled his sleeves and pulled his sleeves again. The bearded man glared at him impatiently.

While drinking, Amin observed the two of them and said casually: "Why are you so tired? Why do you have to go to Qianli?"

The bearded man said, "No, who made us block those Koreans in the old forest in the mountains before the New Year? It's so painful."

Amin said: "I heard that your Jurchen brothers from Guangning Central Defense have made a fortune."

The bearded man said, "Hehe, it's just a little bit. The big head must be handed over."

Amin said, "Oh, my mother is sick. I have two good horses and I want to sell them to Guangning. I am afraid that it will be difficult to get along when I encounter a large army on the way. When will the follow-up brothers come?"

The bearded man said, "We will leave one day early, probably because they will arrive in Shenyang. I think you should not leave these two days, or go along the small road. Otherwise, it will definitely be troublesome along the way."

Amin said in a difficult situation: "Ah, that's how it is, but my mother's disease..."

Seeing his appearance, the bearded man took out a few pieces of silver from his arms and stuffed them into Amin's hand: "Brother, there are not many, so I'll take them to get medicine for my mother first."

Amin said: "Ah, this is not good. This is all done by the elder brother with his blood and sweat. I can't ask for it."

The bearded man slapped Amin on the shoulder: "Brother, when will we be mother-in-law and mother in the Jurchens be? Anyway, my brother is only alone at home, and maybe he will die on the battlefield one day. Money is useless to me.

"Amin accepted the money, and everyone drank for a while.

Seeing that his subordinates had almost finished eating, the bearded man wiped his mouth and threw out a piece of silver and said, "Shop, check out, don't look for it. See if there are still more, fill our wine gourds.

By the way, how far is this place from Fushun?" He said, patted Amin on the shoulder, "Go back and take care of your mother first, and then go south after the war is over. Brothers, go and go into the city."

Five Jurchen cavalrymen stepped out of the teahouse. They flew on horses, and the bearded man bowed to Amin, "Run..." The five horses flew over and raised a piece of mud.

Just left the teahouse. The bearded man suddenly turned into another person. The carelessness he had just passed away, his eyes shining brightly. He looked back and murmured, "Fifteenth..."

...

"How is the mission?" Zhu Zhi looked at Dama wearing camouflage uniform with a smile. The narrow camouflage uniform wrapped around her slender body, and her towering chest made Zhu Zhidi's eyes not know where to put them.

He understood why female soldiers cannot be introduced into the army, can those young boys bear it?

Damn Zhu Zhi felt a little embarrassed. He blushed and replied, "Go back to Your Highness, Iron Chief Secretary's plan has been implemented.

The scouts sent three groups of people to play the outpost of Guangning Zhongwei, running day and night on the way to Fushun from Shenyang. They encountered 23 Jurchens or Han people. They all knew about the news that Guangning Zhongwei was transferred to Fushun from."

Zhu Zhi said: "Okay, the rest of the matter needs to be done. Have you arranged it all?"

Tie Xuan said: "Go back to your highness, all arrangements have been made. Tomorrow, 600 Jurchen scouts, His Highness's personal guards and the officers and soldiers of the scout guards will all be replaced with Guangning Central Guard uniforms and flags. Depart from Shenyang early tomorrow morning and will probably arrive in Fushun in the evening.

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Zhu Zhi slapped the armrests of the chair and said, "Okay. After this performance, it will be a great achievement for Miss Nima."

Damn, when he heard Zhu Zhi’s praise, he said happily: “Thank you Your Highness.”

The sound of horse hooves was shocking. There was no end to see the cavalry in black-clad black armored galloping on the road under the sunset, with a team heading, and a big flag fluttering in the wind. The five big black words "Guangning Zhong Guard" were majestic and solemn under the sunset.

Some Jurchens in the team rode horses for a long time, and their braids unconsciously loosened down and jumped on their shoulders. Amin leaned against the door of the teahouse and watched the speeding team gradually smiled relaxed on her mouth.

...

In the big tent of Zhahaqi in Lalu City, Amin crawled on the ground. Zhahaqi sat on the high tiger-skin chair and asked with a serious expression: "What? Is it really the troops of Guangning Central Guard?"

Amin said: "It's true that the khan is back. The first day was three groups of commanders from the front station. On the evening of February 23, a large group of people entered Fushun."

Zahaqi said, "Okay, go down and get a reward of one or two gold." Amin thanked him and went down.

Feler said: "Ama, the enemy situation has changed. According to the information of the ground, the barbarians gathered five guards in Fushun, four of which had a top-level guards, with more than 40,000 troops. Are we?"

Zahaqi laughed: "I will not change the enemy. No matter how many times he comes, I will go all the way. My Khan will remain determined. Since the barbarians have even been transferred to the central defender of Guangning, their main attack must be on the front line of Nadan Mansion.
Chapter completed!