Li Ting had a smile on his face when he spoke, but his words were irritable and filled with murderous intent.
Guo Ning knew that although Li Ting loved to strive for merit and publicity, he was not a person who didn't know the importance of things. The main reason he said this was because he was worried about Li Yun's safety. The two brothers supported each other in the northern Xinjiang, surrounded by tigers and wolves. Along the way, they had an unusually deep relationship.
Li Ting could only barely control his emotions along the way. Now he arrived outside Xianping Mansion, only one step away from entering the city. Whether this step can be accomplished requires resolute, decisive, and precise actions. After entering the city, whether Li Yun can be found, or even whether Li Yun is still alive, is actually yet to be determined.
At this time, Li Ting didn't trust anyone and had no choice but to do it himself.
Half of the soldiers under the banner of Fuzhou reinforcements were Li Ting's subordinates, some of whom were thieves and bandits with complex backgrounds. It is indeed most appropriate for him to arrange these people in a unified manner.
Guo Ning said in a deep voice: "Li Yun is not the only one in the city, there are also Wang Bao'er and his party, as well as the soldiers under the command of He Shilie. If you want to do it, you have to do your best to do it well."
Li Ting cupped his fists and said, "Leave it to me!"
Guo Ning nodded.
The location of the Fuzhou reinforcements is not far from Xianping Mansion, with only a few sparse forests covering the two places. Soldiers with good eyesight can see the faint movements on the top of the city while in the army, and the same should be true on the top of the city.
The two of them stopped talking to each other, lest they reveal their presence and be noticed by those watching from the top of the city.
Guo Ning still accompanied He Shi Liehuanduan, while Li Ting walked among his own soldiers, taking advantage of the fact that the team pretending to be a labor force had not yet arrived, quickly dispatching familiar people and capable personnel.
Heshi Liehuanduan watched silently from the side at first. When Li Ting's arrangements were roughly completed, he couldn't help but ask: "Do the accents of people from Shandong have to be different? Are they not afraid of exposing flaws?"
"Du Tong, have you seen the old soldier following Li Yun? His surname is Hu. He is the leader of the Han people who live in the mountains south of Hesihan Pass. He is very powerful. The group around him are those who have recently The wild Jurchens who have taken refuge in us. These people may seem rude and ignorant, but they are actually cunning enough to deal with them... Don't worry, everyone, Li Ting will take responsibility."
Heshi Liehuanduan nodded silently.
How could he not know the origins of these people? He had been in Fuzhou for several years, and often sent troops to attack the villages of these barbarians. Sometimes they robbed food, sometimes they robbed people, sometimes they didn't rob anything, they just burned and killed them. The two sides forged many grudges.
Those wild Jurchens always looked at He Shi Liehuanduan with unkind eyes, but they ran around and listened to Li Ting's command. It seems that it is better to have money. With money, food, and materials, you can bribe and appease these savages. It is easier than simply fighting.
Thinking of this, Heshi Liehuanduan was a little stunned.
When Guo Ning saw that the labor force was getting closer and closer, he took half a step back and stood in the armored column.
This team of laborers is not fake. The team really carries a lot of pigs, sheep, cattle, wine, and newly baked soft and hot cakes. All the food is put in baskets and baskets and hung on the front and back of the poles.
A group of soldiers were wearing the uniforms of the gangtou army, with sharp knives hidden at their waists, carrying shoulder poles, and waddled at the front.
Their leader, Pu Xian, with braided hair on his head and a row of embroidered patterns on his neck, appeared on stage, dressed as an ordinary general, wearing a white round-collared robe loosely, and walked slowly at the end of the queue.
Pu Xian came to the stage as a wild Jurchen who was born in Huli and changed her path. Her family was north of Wandulu Mountain and she came from a thousand households in Helibinte. The residents here live in thatched houses, fish for food, do not take baths, wear straight clothes, use fish skins in summer and dog skins in cold weather, and do not eat grains. To outsiders, they are no different from beasts that eat hair and drink blood.
A few years ago, Pu Xian came to power and joined Pu Xian Wannu by chance. Because of his shrewdness and bravery, he was favored by Pu Xian Wannu. He was adopted as his adopted son and appointed as Meng'an. From then on, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to serving Pu Xian Wannu, charging forward in every battle, not afraid of swords, mountains, and seas of fire.
The person in front of him who was responsible for answering people at the moment was a Bohai man who was known to be smart under Pu Xianchang. There was no need for Pu Xianchang to come in person.
But he also remembered Pu Xianwannu's special warning and knew that this matter was not a trivial matter, so he followed him, intending to see what kind of troops Heshi Liehuanduan brought this time, and what kind of generals he had. Once he understood it, he would take care of them in a while. Only when they are introduced into the city can they be killed easily.
As the labor force was approaching, shouts and questions came from the front, and both sides exchanged a few words. When the drinker saw the food and wine, he burst out laughing, and then shouted for his companions to come.
In an instant, hundreds of people came over and surrounded the small labor force team. Some people squeezed into the team, staring at the meat and wine, as if they couldn't move their eyes. Some people were so rude that they just carried the food themselves. A drunken man, he was yelled at and scolded, so he backed away with a look on his face.
The accents of these people are somewhat like the wild Jurchens on Supin Road, and there are some subtle differences. They were probably moved to other tribes in Gaizhou and Fuzhou by the imperial court. Pu Xian came out and heard that they are all poor people, no wonder they only have food in their eyes.
There were also some old and young people with shabby clothes and dusty faces, who only stared at the food and drooled, but did not speak. That's normal. You can tell by looking at their yellow hair. This group of people are yellow-haired Jurchens from Puyu Road further north. Their bloodline is actually different from that of the Jurchens, and they can't explain clearly in gibberish.
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In the early years, tribes from Supin Road and Puyu Road migrated to Fuzhou in large numbers to serve as a source of troops for the imperial court. It should be these people.
These people are indeed savages. They have no military discipline and no officers seem to be in charge. Many people gathered around the people carrying food and drinks, laughing and talking. Many people's voices covered each other, and only a buzz could be heard. No one could hear clearly what was being said, but everyone's voice was different. Getting higher and higher.
The scene suddenly became noisy and chaotic.
There were dozens of people in the team carrying the wine and meat. Surrounded by hundreds of wild Jurchens, they were moving slowly. Sometimes the team at the front keeps walking a few steps, but the team behind is still surrounded and pulled by the noisy savages, and they can only stop and go. If you are not careful, no one can be seen in the front.
These dozens of people are all the elites of Xianping Prefecture who came with a mission. Many of them had sophisticated sharp blades and short guns hidden under the robes of the gangtou army. Now they were being pulled and pulled, and the weapons were almost exposed. , hurriedly covering his chest to cover up a little.
Seeing this, Pu Xian was a little irritated.
This group of reinforcements was under the banner of He Shi Liehuanduan, but when they came up, wild Jurchens and yellow-haired Jurchens blocked the road, and no officer came out to maintain order. Maybe Heshi Liehuanduan conscripted all the walking wild Jurchens and yellow-haired Jurchens in his territory? So it’s not an army, but a makeshift tribe?
Even a tribe has a leader whose words work! We have to find a way to find them all and kill them!
Pu Xian stepped forward and pushed away a few wild Jurchens who were making noise in front of them. He suddenly looked at the gap and walked forward quickly.
The path they were traveling on happened to bypass a forest.
The forest is not large, and the trees are not high or dense. However, due to the influence of the summer climate, the forest is overgrown with thorns and shrubs.
Pu Xian's view of the stage was blocked by the woods, so he didn't see half of the people walking in the front until he rounded the edge of the woods.
In a small area covered by woods, poles containing wine and meat were scattered everywhere.
Fifteen or sixteen people, all fell to the ground.
The wild Jurchens who had been enjoying the feast of wine and meat had disappeared. Another group of soldiers held blood-stained daggers and stabbed the fallen bodies randomly, cutting everyone's throat.
Someone ordered: "Tow away quickly! Tow away!"
The body was dragged towards the forest, and blood gurgled out from every wound and seeped into the ground. Other soldiers sprinkled soil on the blood-stained ground, trying to cover up the blood and cover up the unique smell of blood and feces and urine of the dead.
It's a scam! There's a ghost! There's going to be trouble!
The blood vessels on Pu Xian's forehead were beating wildly. He gritted his teeth and neither screamed nor ran away. He slowly leaned down, carefully stepped on the broken branches and leaves in the forest, and slowly backed away.
