The twin brothers knelt on the ground, one of them hugged one of Liu Hongji's feet, and put his head on Liu Hongji's military boots.

"Hey, what are you doing, get up for this official~!" In the face of the ancient allegiance ceremony of the ancient people, Liu Hong gradually became a little uncomfortable.

He had just gotten used to the kneeling of soldiers much older than him, and now the two men had gone to kiss his mud-stained shoes.

Kuoduan hurriedly passed the word, and the two got up.

Liu Hongjian is 1.78 meters tall, and these two people are half a head taller than Liu Hongjian like a bull stick.

"Aggie? Dog? I don't even have a surname, this name is not good, in the future, you will be called Liu Hu, and you will be called Liu Bao!

Broadend, if you want to teach them five sentences of Da Ming every night in the future, just teach us the common words, and tell them that if you can't complete the task, you won't have anything to eat! ”

These two people are tall and big, plus they have their own specialties, and they will be good at fighting, but it is always inconvenient to know the Ming language.

"Six Tigers, loyal, master." Aji seemed to understand something, and stammered out six Da Ming characters.

"It's Liu, Ersheng, Le Youliu, well, yes, yes, take care of your injuries first." Liu Hong gradually patted Liu Hu's shoulder to show his appreciation.

After Liu Hong finished speaking, he planned to go out to breathe, Liu Hu and Liu Bao immediately followed with each other, and the bull was dumbfounded.

Hell, where do I stand?

……

It was already early days, and the entire camp was still busy, and Wang Yuanba was running around arranging the soldiers on duty on all sides.

This is behind enemy lines, there are enemies in front and behind, left and right, and no one knows if the Tartars will come from all directions in the middle of the night, and he must strengthen his defenses.

"My lord, I found many slaves from the surrounding Tartar herdsmen's homes, and they ...... A lot of them are Han Chinese, and they ...... It's miserable...... "Lu Haibo, a general of the border army, came from outside the camp on horseback.

"Han Chinese?" Liu Hong gradually frowned, are they the Han people who were robbed by the Tartars outside the gate?

"Did you bring them here?"

"Brought, just outside the camp, and those herdsmen were also arrested...... "This is an act of assertion, but when Lu Haibo saw those compatriots, he was really angry and furious.

"Bring them to the camp, the officer wants to see them!" Liu Hongjian did not reprimand.

Outside the camp, hundreds of ragged men and women came in, and then a large wave of Tartar herders rushed in.

Both groups of people were submissive, especially the herdsmen, who had been ordered not to kill those who descended, and they thought that they had just changed their leaders, but now they were worried about their fate.

"Who are you Han Chinese?" Liu Hong gradually said in a deep voice to the group of sloppy and sloppy slaves in tattered clothes on the right.

Liu Hong gradually spoke, and none of the hundreds of men and women spoke, all of them lowered their heads and trembled, they were already scared, and those who dared to resist were dead.

"Standing in front of you is the Ming Dynasty An Guogong, the Lord is here to rescue you, if you can still speak the Ming language, stand up quickly, the Lord will naturally make decisions for you!"

Lu Haibo took a few steps forward and shouted.

Still no one spoke, the torches reflected the faces of the group of slaves, and several male slaves were frightened by the oppressive atmosphere and cried.

Liu Hong gradually examined this group of so-called Han people, and he decided to give this group another chance.

If the group of people still chooses to remain silent within five breaths, then he will immediately let the group go.

People who have lost their blood and courage are better than not to be saved, and this kind of person will be muddy everywhere.

Lament its misfortune and anger it's indisputable!

Liu Hong gradually closed his eyes and waited quietly.

"Master, I am Han, before my father died, he said that my family is from Ningyuan Weilian Mountain, and the master will save me." An unkempt woman finally couldn't stand the courage to squeeze out of the crowd crying and kneeling on the ground.

"Raise your head!" Seeing that it was a woman who came out first, Liu Hong gradually couldn't help but despise the group of male slaves.

The woman was commanded, and she stubbornly raised her head, and brushed away her messy hair with her hands, revealing her scarred face.

Half of her face was almost disfigured, and there were many scars on her arms under the firelight, which would have been fine if they were on a soldier, but it was obviously a woman in front of her......

"How did the wounds come about?" Liu Hong gradually glared at the Tartar herdsmen, almost knowingly asking, and his tone changed.

"My lord, it's me...... The owner scalded the ...... with a soldering iron."

The winter in the Menggu grassland was extremely cold, and when the white plague came, even the indigenous herdsmen had many people who froze to death, not to mention these Han people from the Ming Dynasty.

Most of these hundreds of Han Chinese slaves had frostbite marks on their bodies.

Scalded with a soldering iron and without medicine, whether it is winter or summer, it is extremely difficult to heal itself, and God knows how this woman survived.

"Why did your master burn you with a soldering iron?" Liu Hong gradually gasped in his snort, and Niu Dabang knew that this was already his own master holding back his anger.

"Go back to your lordship, because ...... I washed my master's clothes......" the scarred woman sobbed in a low voice.

"I washed my clothes, but the clothes were so torn that they had to be scalded with a soldering iron? Who is your master? Find him out for the officer! Liu Hongjian almost shouted.

Not only Liu Hongchuan, but also the thousands of soldiers gathered behind him were also furious.

The woman turned to look at the herdsmen's team to the left.

Although most of the herdsmen could not understand the Da Ming language, they still had an ominous premonition, and they were all dodging, for fear of being chosen by this woman.

"That's him!" The woman pointed to one of the middle-aged Mongolian men with a big belly.

“#…… & amp; %& amp; ##@@# "This Tartar herdsman knows that something is wrong, and he keeps talking.

"Come on, arrest him for this officer!" Liu Hong gradually became angry in his heart.

He originally wanted to spare these herdsmen, but now it seems that this decision has made many border soldiers uncomfortable.

For many years, only the border army understood what kind of ravages and devastation the people of the Ming Dynasty outside the border had suffered, and many border soldiers themselves had relatives who had suffered from the seedlings.

"Get on your knees!" Two border soldiers dragged the herdsman and kicked him three or four steps in front of Liu Hongji.

"Master Bing, my family is from Guangning, I was arrested by them ten years ago, and I am Han."

"I am the ...... of Liaoyang"

"I'm the ...... of Matsuyama"

……

It's not that this group of people doesn't dare to come forward, it's that they have suffered too much from this group of herdsmen for so many years, and they are scared.

Seeing that this young general was really helping them, and most of the soldiers around him were in long-lost Ming army uniforms, and some Han slaves who still had memories stood up and identified the Tatar herdsmen who had tormented them for many years.

"Ancestral Qiuqing!" Liu Hong gradually stared at the Tartar herdsman who knelt down in front of him.

"Kill them all, leave no one behind!"

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