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At this moment, there was just a "whoosh" sound, and in the blink of an eye, an arrow hit the young Jurchen's chest. The castration was not gone, and it took him to fall backwards.

This sudden change surprised everyone again, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

The Jurchen Tatars who were on horseback were the first to come to their senses, and one by one they drew out their sabers, or simply looked up at the mouth of the valley not far ahead where the arrow came from.

This sight surprised them again. I saw cavalry emerging from the valley mouth, wearing armor, reflecting the light under the sunlight. One after another, it was like there was a bottomless pit inside the valley mouth, and cavalry kept coming out.

? ? ? Everyone who saw it had a question mark on their head. Judging from the style of the armor, it seems to be that of Daijin's cavalry. It seems to have either a yellow flag or a white flag. What are they doing?

Someone finally realized from the momentum of these cavalry troops that there must be something wrong with these big golden cavalry troops, and immediately turned their horses around and prepared to escape.

However, it was too close to the mouth of the valley, so they hesitated for a while before moving. Before their horses could pick up speed, the swarming cavalry overwhelmed them.

The thirty or so Han people were dumbfounded. They instinctively held their heads and squatted on the ground, praying to Tathagata Guanyin and other gods and Buddhas in the sky to bless them.

"Report to Lord Zhongcheng, none of the prisoners have escaped!" A strong voice with a Liaodong accent in Mandarin sounded, causing the Han people squatting on the ground to raise their heads and look over at the sound.

I saw one of the knights just now dismounting his horse, clasping his fists and complaining to a tall, white man who was striding towards Taniguchi.

Is this Mr. Zhongcheng? Is it the governor? What governor? The squatting Han people were in a daze, with a series of unexplained questions in their heads.

I saw the tall man known as Zhong Cheng throwing a big gong to a person next to him, and then waved his hand and ordered: "Bring them all in, and clean up outside!"

"Yes!" The person who just spoke agreed and started to move.

The Han people squatting on the ground were watched by a group of knights, and they were driven towards the col. Listening to these knights greeting each other in Chinese, many Han slaves had expressions of surprise and joy on their faces. They couldn't believe it and wanted to ask for more information, but saw that each of these knights had cold faces. It seemed that he didn't want to pay attention to them, so he had to keep the questions in his heart and walked obediently.

When you reach the mouth of the valley and walk further, you can see the panoramic view inside the col. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. When they look at it, they are immediately stunned. They stand on their feet unconsciously and open their mouths wide. The people behind followed and walked forward, but for a moment they didn't expect the people in front to stop. They bumped into each other one after another, and the order was a bit disordered.

Inside the mountain col, there were actually all cavalry troops. The sheer number of them was really astonishing.

If they couldn't tell the difference just by looking at the equipment of the knights who went out just now, most of them in this mountain col were wearing Ming army uniforms, which was enough to prove the identity of these people!

"You...are you the imperial army?" Someone finally couldn't help it and asked a nearby knight who was riding a horse and looking down at them.

The knight had a cold face and said with disdain: "What are you talking about? Come in quickly!"

It seemed unfriendly and a little surprising, but the Han slave who asked the question didn't take it seriously and couldn't hide the joy on his face. Although there was no direct answer, he could tell that these were probably the imperial cavalry!

Every Han slave was very cooperative and was escorted to an open space in the middle of the mountain as ordered. Squat when asked to squat, never sit, let alone stand.

However, the Han slave who was beaten before was carried in and was lying on the ground unable to get up.

There was a sound of footsteps. When these Han slaves heard the sound and looked around, they saw a large group of people coming around the tall man just now. Next to him, there was a petite soldier, whose clothes seemed different from those around him.

Among the crowd of Han slaves, someone suddenly stood up, pointed at the petite soldier, full of surprise, and shouted loudly: "It's a flying fish suit, that's a flying fish suit, I recognize it, I recognize that is a flying fish suit!"

Although Feiyu Suit can only be worn by Jin Yiwei, Feiyu Suit represents Jin Yiwei, and everyone in the Ming Dynasty knows this.

On the land of Liaodong, an impossible military captain suddenly appeared, surrounded by so many soldiers. There is no doubt that this is definitely the imperial army!

Wei Mulan's appearance made these Han slaves immediately commotion. They were much more excited than before, and some of them even shed tears.

The scene was a little chaotic, and the soldiers watching on the side couldn't help shouting, telling them to shut up and squat down!

After a while, the scene finally became quiet again. Lu Xiangsheng sat in front of them, straightened his chest, looked down at them and asked: "What's going on with you? Who will answer me?"

Wei Mulan was standing next to Lu Xiangsheng. When she saw how excited these Han slaves were about her appearance, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride that she had never felt before. The fatigue of the past few days of marching seemed to disappear without a trace.

At this time, she was afraid that these Han slaves would not know their identity and would have doubts, so after Lu Xiangsheng finished speaking, she continued: "This is Lu Zhongcheng, the governor of Denglai. Please answer truthfully without any deception!"

When they heard that the tall man in front of them turned out to be the governor of Denglai in the Ming Dynasty, these Han slaves were shocked again. Governor Denglai! Senior officials of the Ming Dynasty actually appeared in the hinterland of Liaodong!

After being stunned for a moment, the Han slaves' emotions boiled like boiling water, and they rushed to answer Lu Xiangsheng's questions. For a moment, I couldn't hear clearly what was going on.

Lu Xiangsheng had to designate someone to ask, and then he figured out the cause of the matter.

It turned out that most of these Han slaves were Han people who had been plundered by the Jianran captives and moved to Liaodong at the end of last year. They were assigned to do farm work in a village not far ahead. However, food has become increasingly scarce this year. Han slaves have to do all kinds of work, but they have very little to eat. In the past half month, people have died of exhaustion and starvation almost every day.

Since the weather was still cold, Jianlu accumulated the corpses for several days and then transported them here to be buried together to avoid the plague.

Lu Xiangsheng frowned when he heard this, and pointed to the scarred man lying on the ground and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

This man had been whipped before, and his body was covered with scars. He was holding his breath, but now he could no longer hold on, so he could only lie there. When Lu Xiangsheng asked, he replied bitterly: "Then Jianlu took my sister I was tortured to death, and I thought I was going to die anyway, so I fought with him!"

Thanks to Qingzhan Gucha for the reward!