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He knocked Ishihara unconscious with the back of his knife, and then asked the military doctor to apply some gold sore medicine to the wound on Ishihara's lower body to stop the bleeding and prevent the bastard from losing too much blood and belching.

Kong Youde then strode to the door.

At this time, Duan Xiliang was waiting for him on the steps nearby, holding a cigar in his mouth.

Kong Youde pinched Qiu Yintang hard, opened his eyes hard, exhaled a long breath, and his mind returned to calm.

He quickly stepped forward and smiled at Duan Xiliang: "Old Duan, are you in a hurry?"

Duan Xiliang smiled, took out his cigar box, handed one to Kong Youde, and said with a smile: "Are you relieved?"

Kong Youde lit a cigar on the torch of the man on the side, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "I really hated him before, but now, he is worse than a dead dog. The general said it best. I laughed so hard.

The last one is the real winner."

Duan Xiliang smiled and punched Kong Youde on the shoulder, "Old Kong, you are right to think so. Let's go and do business first. Let's have a few drinks together later."

Kong Youde nodded vigorously, "Old Duan, I won't say any more good things. When we get back to the island, I will prepare a big banquet for you with twenty dishes."

Duan Xiliang couldn't help laughing: "Lao Kong, you bitch, I've been waiting for your words!"

When the two met each other, they couldn't help laughing.

Not long after, the two of them arrived side by side in a large courtyard next to the official hall.

This is the place where the officials of Lianshanguan usually work and rest.

At this time, nearly a thousand real slaves, armored men, and Mongolian Tatars in Lianshan Pass were all imprisoned here.

They were all ordered to take off their armor, put down their weapons, wear only single clothes, and squat on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Around them, more than two hundred Ming soldiers were fully armed, staring at them eagerly.

Seeing Duan Xiliang and Kong Youde approaching, an officer from the Ming Army, Qian Qian, came up quickly and saluted the two respectfully, "Master Duan and Master Kong have all taken care of themselves."

Kong Youde took a long puff of his cigar and patted the Ming Army General on the shoulder: "Lian Fu, thank you for your hard work."

The officer named Lian Fu smiled and said, "It is an honor for Lian Fu to serve the general and the two gentlemen."

Duan Xiliang smiled, "Stop inking, let's get started."

Kong Youde also smiled: "Lian Fu, it's up to you!"

Lian Fu gave a respectful fist to the two of them, strode to the front steps, gathered enough energy, and shouted to the Tatars below: "You dog Tatars, by rights, your grandfathers should be chopped alive."

I will kill you! However, my general has a good life and knows that you were also deceived by the Houjin slave chief, so I will give you a chance to repent and make a new start! Listen to me! Anyone who is willing to surrender to my Ming Dynasty will give you a chance.

I stand to the east, I will keep your family safe. If you are not willing to surrender...hehe, don't blame me for not reminding you, today next year will be your death anniversary!"

There was a sudden commotion among the Tatars below.

But at this time, no one is a fool.

If you continue to pay attention to integrity at this time, your wife and children will all be buried with you.

In a moment, a group of Tatars rushed to the east.

Soon, the west side became empty.

Even if there were dozens of real slaves who still wanted to hold on, when they saw the situation, they all followed the big flow and rushed to the east.

Not long after, not a single human hair could be seen in the spacious open space to the west.

Lian Fu couldn't help but reveal a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and sneered mercilessly: "I thought that some of you poor Jurchen warriors would have eggs! I didn't expect that they turned out to be such a bunch of trash!

"

There was another commotion among the Tatars below, but the situation was stronger than the people. Who dared to seek death at this time?

Lian Fu was already confident and sneered: "Although you have no eggs, now I like those without eggs. Very good! Everyone will have food tonight! Someone, bring the broth!"

"yes!"

In a moment, dozens of Ming soldiers and fire soldiers, escorting dozens of slaves with Han army flags, brought a big pot of roiling meat to this side.

Lian Fu continued to shout: "Although you have surrendered, I don't know whether you are sincere or not! Therefore, tonight, each person will only have one bowl of broth. If you perform well, tomorrow, each person will have more

A piece of pancake! Now, distribute them one by one."

In such a cold and humid weather, not to mention a bowl of broth, I'm afraid even a bowl of hot water will make people scratch their heads.

How dare these dog-Tatars dare to neglect? They all gathered in a queue and obediently went to the fire soldiers to get the broth to drink.

Lian Fu is personally watching over here to ensure there are no mistakes.

On the side, Kong Youde smiled at Duan Xiliang and said, "Old Duan, Lian Fu is a good young man. It's a pity to follow General Zhang Pan."

Lian Fu's name is Zhang Lian Fu and he is a native of Zhenjiang.

As early as the first year of Tianqi, he had joined the Dongjiang tribe. Over the years, he had been following Zhang Pan. He was considered Zhang Pan's confidant, but he was still a little short of a true confidant.

Originally, he was just an inconspicuous deputy Qianhu, not very brave, and didn't seem to have any outstanding specialties. He was extremely mediocre.

But later, as they studied and lived in the military academy, everyone came to know one of Lian Fu's specialties--Lian Fu was good at killing chickens.

His ancestors made a living by killing chickens for the wealthy gentry and common people in Zhenjiang City.

Killing a chicken seems very simple, everyone can do it, just cut off the neck with a knife, but in fact, the simpler the thing, the more technical it is.

As the saying goes, outsiders watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

It is not that easy to kill a chicken well.

Lien Fu has been helping his father kill chickens since he was ten years old. In the past few years, after joining the army, although he has fallen behind, his skills are still there.

In particular, Lian Fu has a secret medicine passed down from his ancestors. After the chicken drinks it, and then cuts the chicken's neck, the blood of the chicken will not coagulate immediately, but will stay fresh for a long time...

At this time, the Ming army needed Lian Fu's skills...

At this time, after hearing Kong Youde's words, Duan Xiliang smiled: "Sooner or later, we will not be a family yet. However, what happened today is really eye-opening. You can't accept it."

Kong Youde naturally understood what Duan Xiliang meant, and said with a smile: "The general's plan is far beyond what you and I can do. With these bastards here to support us, and the river blocking us, it is enough for us to safely retreat to Qingtai Valley Fort!"

The two looked at each other, and both laughed and puffed away.

By this time, all the tartars had received the broth.

They had been hungry for most of the day, fighting on the top of the city, and had been scared here for most of the night. To be able to have food to eat was simply a blessing from the Immortal God, and they almost wanted to swallow the entire bowl.

Especially the broth cooked by the Ming army was dozens of times better than those cooked by their cooks. It was so fragrant and sweet that people almost wanted to swallow it all in their tongues.

Soon, all the broth in the bowls was gone to the bottom, with not a trace left.

These Tatars were still not satisfied and clamored for more.

But not long after, a sudden change occurred.

With one Tatar falling to the ground softly first, soon, these Tatars began to fall to the ground in pieces.

Some strong-willed Tatars couldn't help shouting angrily: "Minggouzi, you, you are so despicable! This, this broth is poisonous!"

pity.

The wood has become a boat.

Even if they are Da Luo gods, they will never survive.

After a moment, Lian Fu shouted: "Bring quicklime and surround it here. Quick!"

Behind the fire soldiers, there were already well-prepared men who brought bags of quicklime and scattered them around the crowd of Tatars.

The fire soldiers threw the cauldron and broth directly among the fallen Tatars.

Duan Xiliang looked at Kong Youde with a smile and said: "Xiao Kong, I will be on duty tonight. You go and spend time with your little girl. When you get to the island, my brother will be waiting for your big banquet!"

How could Kong Youde still not understand Duan Xiliang's thoughts? He nodded heavily, "Old Duan, except for your big banquet. When Xiaoya and I are done, I will prepare a flowing banquet for the brothers!"

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Not long after, Li Yuanqing, Chen Zhong, and Yang Miaocai also returned to the official hall.

Yang Miaocai was a scholar after all. Although he had become much stronger these days, he still couldn't bear such a high-intensity pace of life, so he went back to rest first.

Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong returned to the official hall to drink tea and discuss tomorrow's march route.

At this time, Kong Youde rushed in quickly and respectfully recounted what happened to Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, "General, Chen Shuai, everything is the same, very smooth. Lian Fu's recipe is very superb."

Li Yuanqing smiled and nodded, "Xiao Kong, thank you for your hard work. Go down and rest. Just don't miss the march tomorrow morning."

Kong Youde's face immediately turned red, and he smiled quickly and said, "Don't worry, general. I promise that everything will be handled properly due to my humble position."

"Haha. Go ahead."

Seeing Kong Youde leaving happily and eagerly, Chen Zhong said with some confusion: "Yuanqing, those dog Tatars, just kill them if you want. You can also let the sons and daughters practice their skills, why do you need to go to such trouble?"

Li Yuanqing smiled: "Brother, in this weather, the body will rot quickly after death. If the blood can be kept fresh, it can last for an extra day or two. By then, the main force of the Tatars should have arrived."

Chen Zhong immediately understood what Li Yuanqing meant and couldn't help laughing: "Yuanqing, this is a great idea! How did you get this brain? In this way, we can safely control the population in Lianshan Pass

, all the belongings were brought back to Qingtai Yubao!"

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To be continued...