There is nothing to be ashamed of when they are all big men, and Liu Hong gradually ordered the officials of the 100 households in the guard camp to immediately get off the horse and start to untie their belts, and then a few rough men from the alliance also began to untie their belts.

Such a good bargain is not to take advantage of the two fools, lying under their crotch is the emperor of the Rakshasa country, putting water in the emperor's face, what a glorious thing, no one will necessarily believe it when he goes back to brag with his fellow countrymen.

“Нет，япроснулся，ненадо……”

But as soon as the people at the broad end took out the guy, Alexei, who was lying on the ground, sat up and yelled loudly.

It turned out that this guy had woken up a long time ago, but there were Ming soldiers all around, and he was afraid to wake up and face it, but when he saw a few big men surrounding him and began to dig out guys, where could he still pretend.

"Made, Liu Qing, this guy is actually pretending to be dead!" Zhu Cihong was swept over by Alexei and scolded unconsciously.

"Lord, I...... I didn't hold back just now. A Menggu man lifted his pants and went to Liu Hong to turn himself in.

Alexei sat up and roared just now, and the urine that he had just brewed fell into Alexei's long open mouth.

"Hahaha! It's okay, it's okay! Let's go and fix it, don't suffocate your bladder. Liu Honggradually was also amused by this honest Menggu man.

In fact, he could see that the tsar was playing dead, because although the eyes of this guy were closed, the trembling of his eyelids exposed himself.

The reason why such a bad idea came up was just a joke.

"Is there anyone who understands Rakshasa language?" Liu Hong gradually looked around and said.

The soldiers of the Tiger Battalion and the Guards Battalion all shook their heads like rattles, and only a little bit of Franc was taught in the martial arts hall, and there was no Rakshasa language.

The interpreter in the army was brought with him, but he was still in the barracks in the city of Busagan.

"Tie him up, let's get out." Liu Hongjian didn't expect these big-headed soldiers to have this book, and with a wave of his hand, he led the tiger camp to the city of Busagan.

Along the way, I saw many fleeing Rakshasa soldiers, all of whom were intercepted and killed by the energetic Tiger Camp soldiers, and the group did not join Baba until the evening.

"Emperor Qi, Lord Qi, we have killed more than 6,000 brothers in the battle today, but the number of Rakshasas we killed is at least this number... One... 2, 3, 4, 5...... Eight, eight times. ”

Baba had just begun to learn the mathematics of the Ming Dynasty, and he counted carefully with his fingers.

Chang Yu and the others didn't laugh when they saw it, compared to them, Babala, who was born as the leader of the Menggu tribe, worked much harder than them, and they already knew the story of Governor Babala's reading and literacy.

"Well, let's gather the brothers who died in the war to be cremated, don't forget to collect their ashes, and send them to Beijing City along with the roster of the dead." Liu Hong gradually sighed and gave the order.

"Spread my word, the household department and the military department will immediately distribute the pension to the families of the soldiers who died in the war, if I know that there is a deduction of one or two, I will not spare it."

Zhu Cihong also stood up and said very seriously.

People who have never been on the battlefield do not understand the cruelty of war, and the officials complain that the military expenses are too high and the pensions are too much, but they never know how much risk the soldiers use in exchange for this military salary.

In just a few days, more than 10,000 soldiers disappeared from this world, and more than 10,000 families lost their husbands, sons, and fathers.

Zhu Cihong had never felt the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of an ordinary soldier so truly, and the soldiers in the dead robe even talked to the corpse at night, because they understood that once the corpse was cremated, there was nothing, as if this person had never existed at all.

Zhu Cihong is also accustomed to the soldiers in the army scolding and scolding every night, he thinks that the army should be like this, just like his Liu Qing said, if the soldiers in the army become polite, then the Ming Dynasty will be over.

"Oh yes, the emperor, we have captured the commander of the Rakshasas, it seems that his name is Morozov, but it is just ...... It's just ......," Baba said, with some embarrassment.

"It's just what, what's so embarrassing, didn't you accidentally cut someone?" Liu Hong gradually didn't care about the life or death of the Rakshasa commander, he knew best in his heart that the most valuable person was the Tsar.

"The prince is clever, clever, clever~" Babala's eyes widened when he heard this, and he praised.

"Don't be a sycophant, be honest." Liu Hong gradually glared at Babala, and said in his heart that this guy had read too many sage books, and he had learned all the stinky problems.

"Yes, Lord Wang, here's the thing, this afternoon we have been fighting here, and the smoke and dust are billowing and I only care about slashing and killing and not caring about others.

That Morozov was cut down by a soldier named Wu Erguo and Zhang Dehua under my command, both of whom said that they cut it themselves, and I don't know who told the truth, so I asked the emperor and the prince to decide. ”

Baba scratched her messy hair.

In fact, this is to blame Liu Hongji, it was this guy who gave the soldiers an order that killing the commander of the Rakshasa people could not only get a large amount of silver, but also get the ink treasure that is the son of today.

When these soldiers went to the battlefield, they naturally went to find the Rakshasa commander, and it was because of this that this happened.

"That's interesting, send them to me." Zhu Cihong glanced at Liu Hongji, as if he was asking me when I promised to give Mobao, but it was just a pair of words, and he didn't care.

Shao leaning, Wu Erguo and Zhang Dehua were brought in, and they scolded and pushed and shoved along the way.

"Your Majesty, it's the head of the leader I cut off, and the credit should be mine." Zhang Dehua knew that he had to strike first and take the lead.

"Shut up~! If you don't have any interest, you talk a lot, wait for the emperor to ask! Baba slapped the soldier's helmet, and Zhang Dehua immediately shut his mouth.

"You're Wu Erguo, let's talk about it." Zhu Cihong was not angry, and waved his hand to restrain Babala's atrocities.

"Your Majesty the Son of Heaven, it was indeed me chasing the leader of Maozi with Zhang Dehua at that time, I knocked the leader down from my horse, and I fell down myself, the leader ran again, I went up and slashed on the leader's calf, and Zhang Dehua caught the opportunity to cut off his head."

Wu Erguo seems to be an honest man, which can be seen from his words.

"So you drag Morozov off the horse first, so that Zhang Dehua has a chance to kill him?" Liu Hong gradually asked rhetorically.

"Yes, yes, that's it." Wu Erguo responded in a mouthful of Henan dialect.

"Then it's easy to say, since it's the common credit of the two of you, the reward is half of the silver, as for this ink treasure...... Naturally, it's also half a person! Liu Hong gradually glanced at Zhu Cihong and said.

"Well, what Liu Qing said is very true, but I don't give this ink treasure casually, if you two want to get it, you have to shake hands in front of me and make peace, they are all brothers who fight together, can you hurt your peace for this little thing?"

Zhu Cihong's tone of speech now is also a little on par with Liu Hong, this guy has learned to swear in the barracks, and I don't know how the Empress Dowager Zhou, who is far away in the capital, will feel when she learns about it.

With Zhu Cihong's orders, where did the two big-headed soldiers dare to slack off, Wu Erguo was honest and immediately said that Mobao was worthless if he tore it open, and he wanted to give it to Zhang Dehua.

As Zhu Cihong said, they are all desperate brothers in the barracks, where is Zhang Dehua willing to accept such a big love as Wu Erguo, the two shirk each other, and simply became brothers of the opposite sex under the coaxing of Baba and others, and asked this Mobao to be sent back to their hometown, and each family took turns to store it, which can be regarded as a glorious ancestor.

After disposing of the matter of Wu Erguo and the two of them, the soldiers of the Huotou Army had already brought the stewed horse soup to Liu Hongjian and the others.

Horse meat will be stewed in the barracks after every war, which has become a tradition of the Ming army, after all, after the war, there are wounded or killed military horses all over the ground, and it is a waste not to eat.

"Chang, bring that tsar here, and by the way, bring the interpreter too." Liu Hong gradually took a sip of the hot horse broth and said.

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