Chapter 131: Be a Black-Hearted Tour Guide

When Qin Shuhuai saw these cavalrymen, his heart became more and more tormented. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the one hand, he was glad that his judgment was correct, and on the other hand, he was worried about the people on the road.

This group of cavalry numbered about sixty or seventy people, which should be the outpost horsemen of the Azig army on the left wing of the Later Jin, and they appeared here to prove that their judgment was not wrong, and Azig really bypassed the Santun camp and went straight to Zunhua from Hanerzhuang, preparing to join Huang Taiji's army.

Things are still normal here, because before the wall was broken, the left wing, the middle army, and the right wing agreed to meet together in Zunhua, and after breaking Zunhua, they would turn back and attack Santun Camp.

Historically, however, Azig's army had come to an eerie halt when it had reached the vicinity. This stop led to a headless public case that had not been solved for hundreds of years. There are many speculations about the reasons for this public case, and Qin Shuhuai also debated with others on the forum before he crossed over, but no one in the historical circles or the public has been able to give a definite answer.

Qin Shuhuai was very curious, but this time he did not come to learn about this public case, but to prevent this public case from happening.

Because of this public case, he took away 4,000 elites from Guan Ning, as well as a general who had given Houjin a headache.

He will not allow the tragedy to happen again.

As soon as Houjin's cavalry appeared, the fleeing crowd quickly scattered like frightened forest birds. But after all, the legs can't outrun the horse, and the sabre and spear that shine with cold light have become real life harvesters at this moment.

Screams, wails, and begs for mercy came and went, stumps, human heads, and blood flew up and down, and the Houjin cavalry screamed and laughed, fulfilling their daily life after entering the customs, as if these people were just prey in the forest.

Soon, dozens of fleeing Han Chinese fell in pools of blood. The ground was in shambles, wheelbarrows, donkey carts, and horse-drawn carts were left crooked on the road, and their original owners, whether rich or poor, cunning or loyal, all ended the same at this moment.

The wheels of history seem to crush everything. Qin Shuhuai's existence did not change the fate of these people.

A dozen clothed slaves on inferior horses arrived, and after dismounting, they first praised the Houjin cavalry with a flattering face, and then hurriedly searched the ground. Many of these people were originally Han Chinese, but have now been domesticated into loyal lackeys.

They searched diligently everything on the ground, whether it was the large suitcases of the carriage or the tattered baggage left on the side of the road, and they opened and examined them one by one, and stuffed everything of value into the cloth sacs on the horse's back. Those cloth bags have long been bulging, and some of them really can't put things down, so they take out the relatively worthless ones and throw them away, and then put in more valuable things.

Qin Shuhuai heard the clucking sound of clenching fists around him, and Meng Wei, Meng Hu and Li Jingting were already full of scarlet, and their faces were like ghosts.

Above the official road, another baby's cry sounded, attracting the interest of these cavalrymen. One of the horsemen picked up the baby with the tip of his spear and threw it at the head of the other horseman, and when the horseman saw this, he laughed and slapped the baby with his knife, and the next one was not so interested, and pierced the swaddling clothes with his spear.

The cry quickly died down.

Meng Hu's sturdy chest rose and fell suddenly, and then his steps moved.

Meng Wei's eyes were quick and he immediately stopped him.

"Second brother, don't act rashly!"

Meng Wei said to Qin Shuhuai with red eyes, "My lord, please give your subordinates half a pillar of incense time, your subordinates ......."

Qin Shuhuai said with a gloomy face, "Meng Hu, if you do something bad to me, there will be four thousand loyal and brave people of the Ming Dynasty who will die because of you, and you will be a hundred times more poisonous than the Tartar!"

Meng Hu was stunned for a moment and stayed on the spot.

"My ......, my lord"

Li Jingting said, "Brother Meng Hu, listen to Lord Qin, he must have a plan." ”

Meng Hu stomped his foot anxiously, and asked Qin Shuhuai again, "My lord, what are we doing here?"

Qin Shuhuai said coldly, "This is a march to fight, if you don't have the patience, return to the Jianghe Gang." ”

Meng Wei immediately motioned to Meng Hu with his eyes not to say any more, Meng Hu gritted his teeth, and finally endured it.

A huge puff of dust and smoke rose not far away, and after a while, the left-wing army of Houjin arrived.

The sixty or seventy sentry horses had also finished plundering, and immediately rushed forward again.

The Houjin Left Wing Army ignored the corpses on the ground, as if they had not seen anything, and continued to walk on these corpses.

In the middle of the procession, three horses stood side by side, and the three of them stood out because of the armor they were wearing.

Among these three people, one of them is twenty-five or sixteen years old, and the other two are about forty years old, Qin Shuhuai said in his heart, these three people should be Azig, Abatai and Mang Gurtai, they are all powerful ministers in the early Qing Dynasty in the future, if there is a chance to kill one or two of him, history will really change greatly.

It took a long time for a procession of nearly 10,000 people to rush by.

Qin Shuhuai said to the three of them, "Follow me and see where they camp." ”

The three of them then performed light skills and quietly followed.

The Houjin army continued to move forward, during which there were many detailed works out of the four directions, and many detailed works continued to rush back from various places, sending all kinds of information in a steady stream.

Qin Shuhuai and the three of them avoided it silently.

At noon, the army suddenly stopped. At this time, Azig's army had arrived at a place called Xihewu about eighty miles away from Santun Camp, and it was still one hundred and seventy or eighty miles away from Zunhua.

Qin Shuhuai thought that they were going to bury the stove for cooking, and quietly observed for a while, but found that the army had divided into two groups, entered the mountains on both sides of the road, and hid.

A sneer crossed the corner of Qin Shuhuai's mouth, that's right, this is it.

Here they will ambush the 4,000 Guanning troops rushing from Shanhaiguan, and the leader is the general Zhao Shujiao.

Qin Shuhuai has no way of knowing how Zhao Shujiao's rescue of Zunhua was known by Azig, perhaps it was the sentry horse of Houjin, or maybe it was a spy among the Ming army, in short, the last 4,000 Guanning troops were defeated by the Azig army ambushed here, and then when they fled to Zunhua, they were intercepted by the Huang Taiji Chinese army near Zunhua, and finally the whole army was annihilated, and Zhao Shujiao, the general of Shanhaiguan and Pingliao, also died on the battlefield.

In the history of the Ming Dynasty, Zhao Shujiao was one of the generals that Qin Shuhuai considered the most individual and the most admired. Whether it was under Sun Chengzong or Yuan Chonghuan, he was an indispensable general, who had gone through several major battles and made great achievements, and was one of the few generals in the Ming army who could really fight. His ability was less controversial in later generations, and he can be said to be recognized as a good general

Qin Shuhuai naturally couldn't watch him die.

This is the purpose of his coming to Zunhua this time. He was going to stop him on the second day of the first month of November, before Zhao led the sect into this ambush area.

Not only did he stop it, but he also had to bite Houjin and tell Huang Taiji that this trip to the Central Plains was not a self-guided tour as he wanted, and with his own "black tour guide", don't think about going back if you don't consume anything.

But before he can do that, there's one thing he has to do.