After most of the hour, the wicked Tartar took the woman and the goods, as well as more than a dozen young men who had not been killed, and went north laughing.

These young people are also a kind of wealth, and the Manchurians do not produce anything, and they do need some labor to cultivate the land for them.

After the Eight Banners entered Beizhili, they stook the land, and each of them was divided into a large area of land.

Ordinary banner people can circle thirty or forty acres of land, and the banner owners, princes and nobles, as little as a few thousand acres, as many as tens of thousands, more than 100,000, need a lot of young and strong people to serve as serfs and help them farm.

Pity the people of Beizhi, more than 100,000 foreign masters came at once, not to mention the land, but also to classify them as slaves.

At this time, three white armors, several leaders, and dozens of Tartars happily returned to the camp with the captives and food.

As soon as they left, the leaves in the woods suddenly moved, and three black-armored soldiers appeared, looking at the Tartar with hatred in the distance.

"Don't look at it! I followed with the third child, Xiao Qi, you went back to report, and said that the Tartar soldiers had passed Zhengzhou, and Zhengzhou might have fallen. ”

After a while, six war horses were pulled out of the woods, and a soldier turned over on the horse and hugged his fists, "Mr. Sentry and the third brother should be careful." ”

"Well, don't delay on your way back."

The young soldier nodded, then grabbed his horse's belly, whipped his whip, and headed south.

At the turn of summer and autumn, the weather is unusual, sometimes with a violent storm and sometimes a scorching sun.

Kaifeng Mansion, on the official road to the north of Xuzhou, the brigade of soldiers advanced to the north.

Gao Yihuan rode on the black horse, walking in the middle of the team, his head was a little dizzy from the sun, he couldn't help but look up at the sky, and suddenly his eyes hurt from the sun's dizziness, and he lowered his head again.

"Where?" Gao Yihuan grabbed the reins of the horse in his hand, rode slowly on the horse, licked his lips and asked.

Jin Shenghuan hurriedly beckoned, and a cavalryman with a few bamboo tubes behind his back hurriedly urged his horse to step forward, untie a bamboo tube, take out a map from it, and hand it to Jin Shenghuan.

Jin Shenghuan took it, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and immediately opened it to watch, and after a while, he returned the picture to the soldier, and then followed Gao Yihuan, "Dashuai, walk another thirty miles, and you will arrive in Xinzheng." ”

When Gao Yihuan heard that there was only half a day left, he immediately waved his hand and ordered: "Let the brothers rest in place for half an hour, and eat lunch first." ”

After speaking, he pulled the reins of his horse, got off the official road, turned over and dismounted, and found a grass to sit down.

On the road, a few drums sounded, flags waved a few times, and the advancing army immediately stopped.

The soldiers did not run around, but walked to the side of the road in formation, and sat neatly on the ground, and the scene was very spectacular.

The soldiers sat in a queue, then took out dry food and water bottles, and hurried to eat and drink.

At this time, several generals sat down beside Gao Yihuan and began to eat something.

Gao Yihuan drank a little water, handed the kettle to his soldiers, and then asked, "The scouts sent out, is there any news coming back?"

"The scouts who went to Xinzheng have come back several times, and they found a large number of refugees along the way, heading south along the official road! There is no news about the scouts who went to Zhengzhou. Jin Shenghuan replied.

Gao Yihuan frowned slightly, "Where did the refugees come from, is it Xinzheng or Zhengzhou?"

"It seems to be coming from the direction of Zhengzhou!" Jin Shenghuan said.

At this time, a vague black shadow appeared on the official road in the north, and the refugees had already appeared in the field of vision.

Unlike the neat march of the officers and soldiers, the fleeing crowd became a pot of porridge, vehicles and crowds, crowded the official road, but it was not noisy, the adults all bowed their heads and hurried lifelessly, only a few children's cries were heard from time to time.

Gao Yihuan stood up and looked at the gradually clear figure, "Go, find a few people to come and ask, and the scouts will make sure again, is there a Tartar chasing behind!" ”

"Before Xinzheng, the Tartars won't be here!" Wang Deren couldn't help but say.

Gao Yihuan frowned and said: "Eastern Henan is a horse and a flat river, and the Tartar cavalry is more than a hundred miles a day, coming and going like the wind, and you can't guard against it."

Last year, Abatai returned empty-handed, and did not bring much grain to the outside of the customs, and the Qing court's plan to enter the customs to buy grain was disrupted by Gao Yihuan, and more than one million taels of silver were lost in vain.

Throughout the sixteenth year of Chongzhen, the Qing court barely received much food from Guannai, and the result was that people starved to death.

By the beginning of the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, the famine in Liaodong was already very serious, although the Eight Banners did not starve to death, but the hundreds of thousands of slaves taken from the Guannei died of starvation.

Dolgon's entry into the customs and capture of the crown was also related to the predicament outside the customs, but after the Qing army entered the customs, the problem of food was still not solved.

Except for a small part, the military rations of the army of Duoduo South Road were allocated by the Qing court, and most of them were maintained by plunder.

In July, after the Qing army crossed the Yellow River, Duoduo cavalry went out and began to plunder in all directions.

The people of Zhengzhou, Xinzheng and other places heard that the Tartars were robbing grain and killing people, and they fled in panic.

At this time, the soldiers on both sides of the official road, looking at the people who were panicking south, saw the miserable appearances, and were a little nervous, and quietly watched them pass.

The people looked at the men and horses on both sides, and they were a little timid, like sheep passing through the wolves, and the women picked up their children one after another, and their steps flew swiftly south.

At this time, several old men were brought to Gao Yihuan, and they knelt down and cried: "The handsome Tartar burns and loots, and I am willing to ask the handsome to save the people!" ”

Gao Yihuan hurriedly helped these old men up and comforted: "Don't worry, everyone can rest assured, Ben Shuai led the army north to drive away the Tartars and protect you." ”

Saying that, Gao Yihuan asked: "Where are the fellows from, and how did they meet the Tartars?" ”

An old man cried, "Back to the handsome, the villain is from Meishan, Zhengzhou." The Tartars burned the village and robbed the grain, and the villain escaped by hiding in the ditch outside the village, but the people in the village were all killed~~"

The others also saw the Tartars, or the Tartars slaughtered the nearby villages, and fled in terror.

Gao Yihuan turned his head and asked, "Where is Meishan?" ”

Jin Shenghuan looked at the map, "Thirty miles south of Zhengzhou." ”

Gao Yihuan frowned slightly, the Tartar had already passed Zhengzhou, he groaned for a while, and looked at a few old men, "Fellow countrymen, this commander is going north to meet the enemy, you will continue to go south, the Runing government will help you, prepare food and tents for you, everyone can rest assured, don't despair." ”

When several people heard this, their hearts settled down a little, and they all praised it, handsome and benevolent.

At this time, a few old men had just left, and a scout was brought in again, kneeling on one knee, "See the big marshal." The cavalry of the Tartars for food has appeared in the south of Zhengzhou, and Zhengzhou has most likely been captured by the Tartars. ”

If there are refugees, and there is the report of the scout, Gao Yihuan's face can't help but become serious, before he arrived in Zhengzhou, the Tartars have already appeared, and Duoduo's soldiers are so strong that I am afraid it will be difficult to resist.

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