Wanyan Luqi nodded repeatedly, opened a stone slab in the corner, and took out a few sets of replacement clothes and trivial belongings.
The two of them didn't say much, and immediately changed their appearance, put on their clothes, picked up their belongings, and hid a pot of wine underneath. The two opened the wine bottle and poured some on themselves, making the smell of wine overflow.
The Mongols were brutal and rough in behavior, and they knew nothing about the operation of cities in Han Dynasty. Zheng Rui and Wanyan Luqi were not afraid of them. However, Shi Moyexian, a Khitan man who recently served as Daru Huachen in Beijing and actually controlled Dading Mansion, was a shrewd and capable man.
Just now the Mongols slaughtered the village and left, but Shi Mo also dispatched manpower to clean up the village first and then allowed his subordinates to seize the dead people's belongings as additional subsidies.
These days, there are many bandits on the way of the caravans. Zheng Rui and Wanyan Luqi are quite brave, so they carry a few fine weapons produced in Shandong with them for emergency use. However, when they arrived at Dading Mansion, in order to prevent the Mongols from finding out any flaws, both of them acted with bare hands.
Several swords and two bows were usually kept by Xiao Mu, another hidden stake in the caravan, the Han cook, and piled together with his bone-cutting knives. But this can only be hidden from ordinary people. Since the caravan was massacred, Shi Moya would attract attention if he took a quick look when his soldiers were dividing the property.
Since arriving in Liaodong, Zheng Rui and Wanyan Luqi have been ambushed and in danger many times, but they were all resolved in the end. And the repeated close calls made them much more alert than ordinary people, and they understood the tyrannical ways under Mu Huali's rule better than ordinary people.
If the officials of the Kingdom of Jin were here, they would see three to five swords and a few strong bows, but they would just pretend they didn't see them and they could just get past the lake.
Mu Huali, on the other hand, did not mind causing trouble when he was managing the place. Although he is a Mongolian, he is very studious, so he often focuses on one or two things and interrogates them endlessly. Therefore, the officials under his rule are like this, but if there is a hint of trouble, they will immediately investigate.
Therefore, time is very tight and there is no room for delay.
At that moment, the two of them changed into their ragged clothes and disheveled their hair. One of them held a basket in his hand, and the other held an iron fork, and staggered onto the street. They can't go too fast, because too fast will attract attention; they can't go too slow, too slow, and they won't be able to grab the short time before the sword, gun and bow are lost and discovered.
For a moment, the two of them felt nervous, and sweat dripped from their foreheads.
Fortunately, most of the passers-by were in a panic. Some rushed to where the massacre had been carried out, while others staggered away because their ankle bones were weak. No one paid them any attention.
In just a moment, these two drunken men rushed to the east gate. Before leaving the city, Zheng Rui dug twice at the Xumizuo of a stone tower, touched a piece of ash and smeared it on his face.
The person on duty at the city gate was an unknown Han soldier who controlled his subordinates. Because Shi Mo also managed the army strictly first, even if they had nothing to do, they would check everyone who came in and out one by one, very carefully.
Of course Zheng Rui and Wanyan Luqi couldn't take out the talisman for the caravan to enter the city. If you expose that thing, you can get away. If you dare, there will be cavalry out to chase you. It's really difficult to distinguish the pros and cons.
So when the soldiers asked, the two of them spoke loudly, clapped their chests and shouted: "Abandama, don't miss your words!"
This is Khitan language, which means that we are your servants and have just sobered up.
The soldier came closer and took a look. He smelled a strong stench and the smell of alcohol. He felt a little disgusted. He took two steps back and shouted: "What are you doing out of the city?"
Zheng Rui continued to shout: "Bosu! Bosu!"
Zheng Rui was also born in the Northern Xinjiang Army. He was very fluent in Jurchen language, but his newly learned Khitan language was not very good. "Bosu" means drinking, which is totally wrong.
Wanyan Luqi punched him hard and grinned: "Bote! Bote!"
"Bote" means fishing.
Zheng Rui nodded repeatedly, raised the iron fork in his hand, and shouted: "Chi Wa Bu La! Chu Gu!"
Of these two sentences, the first one is in Jurchen language and the latter one is in Khitan language. They both mean to hit or poke.
For hundreds of years, the Jurchen, Khitan and other ethnic groups have gathered around Dading Prefecture in Beijing, and their languages are often similar. When Zheng Rui opened his mouth, the languages of the two ethnic groups were spoken at the same time, which was in line with the local habits. Look at the iron fork in his hand, which is also used by locals for fishing.
It's not that fishing nets are not used here on Beijing Road, but the emperor issued a decree during the Dading period that fishing with nets was not allowed in the winter months for fear of running out of fish, so the Jurchens often used this iron fork.
The soldier didn't notice anything was wrong. He waved his hand and let them go out.
The two of them walked outside the city. Seeing that the gatekeepers were not paying attention, their pace became faster and faster. After running out of Li Xu in one breath, I heard a sudden clang of gongs inside the city gate, and soldiers came from both sides to seal the city gate, thinking that the Dongchuang Incident had happened.
The two narrowly escaped death and couldn't help laughing.
After laughing twice, I felt that I was still too close to the city and had to get further away quickly.
After walking for more than ten miles in one breath, Zheng Rui turned to smile ferociously: "Let's walk another two miles to Baimukou. There is a newly built building there, which is maintained by only three or five veterans and two horses. It's just right. Let’s kill people and seize horses!”
Both of them are battle-hardened warriors who can kill like ferocious beasts even with their bare hands. Several more caravan companions had just died. Although he was suppressed for a while, he was already extremely angry and was looking for a chance to vent his anger.
Wanyan Luqi immediately agreed, and the two of them quickened their pace.
Not far away, there is a three-way intersection ahead, with Qijinshan to the north and Jianzhou and Xingzhongfu to the east.
Although Mu Huali also recruited refugees and restored people's livelihood in Dading Prefecture, the Mongolians had no concept of agriculture and could not help but feel for the stones when crossing the river. Therefore, the local desolation situation was not significantly alleviated.
Zheng Rui and Wanyan Luqi were walking on the road, and they reached this point in one breath. They didn't see any travelers, cars or horses, and the fields on both sides of the road were deserted and unkempt. Therefore, the two of them became bolder and more arrogant as they walked.
At this time, the two of them stood at the intersection and suddenly heard the sound of hoofbeats rolling from the north, as if a horse team appeared.
Generally speaking, the sound of horse hooves can be heard very far on the plains in winter, and the sound is loud and clear. In fact, it is still quite far away, so the two of them ignored it and continued on their way.
Unexpectedly, every horse in the cavalry team is a one-in-a-million horse, and the riders on the horses are extremely skilled in riding, and everyone seems to have grown up on the back of a horse.
At this time, the horses lost their temper, whizzing and neighing, and their momentum was as fast as lightning, like clouds and mist. The team arrived beside the two men in a blink of an eye. Iron hooves trampled the ground, the sound shook the sky and the earth, and smoke billowed, obscuring their sight.
The two of them were unsteady on their feet and quickly covered their faces with their hands to dodge back. We retreated straight into the ditch on the side of the road, and then we were slightly sheltered from the choking dust.
Wanyan Luqi choked and coughed several times before finally taking a breath and holding back tears. He complained casually: "The slaves from there are so unscrupulous, I..."
As soon as he said this, Zheng Rui covered Wanyan Luqi's mouth and pushed him down into the ditch.
Wanyan Luqi was also alert and knew immediately that something was wrong. He stopped moving and the two of them were like clay sculptures and wooden bodies, leaning against the dead grass and shrubs on the edge of the ditch.
A moment later, the sound of hoofbeats sounded again. But the sound of hoofbeats this time was so loud that it was so deafening that both Zheng Rui and Wanyan Luqi doubted their ears. They felt that it was not the sound of hooves, but the sound of the tide deep in the sea.
They soon saw the source of the tide. Just to the north, under the gloomy sky, leaden clouds carried huge waves roaring in.
As their vision gradually became clearer, they knew that it was not clouds and huge waves, but thousands of cavalry and at least multiples of horses.
Tens of thousands of war horses galloped, dyeing the entire field of vision black. In the huge black waves, countless metal helmets and shining spears rise and fall, like waves facing the sun, flashing light.
At first, Zheng Rui and Wanyan Luqi stood with four legs in the cold water. When the cavalry ran, the water surface trembled and rippled. As the cavalry brigade advanced, the two subconsciously lowered their bodies until their entire upper bodies were buried in the water, with only their eyes, ears, mouth and nose exposed.
The cavalry passed right above their heads, their brutal and ferocious demeanor becoming more and more obvious, making the two of them breathless.
As the horses' hooves trampled, clods of soil fell, splashing dirty water onto Zheng Rui's face. Zheng Rui didn't mind the fishy smell at all, he just rolled his eyes and looked up.
This angle is right facing the sun, so the running knight looks like a dark silhouette.
The stimulation of the light soon brought him to tears. But he still tried to keep his eyes open to see clearly.
"The Mongolian army is indeed here."
Zheng Rui whispered amid the roaring hoofbeats.
"This is the marching state of the Mongols. Just past was Tanmachi, and now passing by is Huoerchi who is carrying a long and short bow and a quiver. Since Huoerchi is here, the main force of the Mongolian army should be here It’s nearby, maybe Genghis Khan is nearby too.”
"The horses that the Mongols ride are generally taller and taller than before. They are all war horses captured from the herdsmen of Changzhou, Fuzhou and Yunnei Prefecture. There are more than 200,000 horses. They are all tall and powerful. They have been trained since childhood. , able to obey orders and fight in war without fear, now it is all in the hands of the Mongols."
"And their weapons. Those swords, guns, bows and arrows are becoming more and more sophisticated. In addition, from the packages carried on the horses, it is obvious that they contain armor stomachs. Looking at the exposed armor leaves, some are leather armors, and most of them are armors. The ones are the ring beetle and the willow beetle.”
"There are so many armors!" Zheng Rui couldn't help but sigh.
He squinted his eyes and found that Wanyan Luqi had his nose, ears and mouth all hidden in the water, obviously not hearing what he said. This Jurchen's face doesn't look good either.
In the past few years, the imperial court had lost nearly a million soldiers at the hands of the Mongols. Especially the Meng'an Mouke Army, which was the foundation of the Jin Dynasty, could be said to have had its bones broken.
When the million-strong army collapsed, they abandoned countless pieces of equipment, a huge number of war horses, and even thousands of craftsmen. These are the assets that the Dajin Kingdom accumulated over a hundred years after its founding, but they were completely inherited and used by the Mongolian army.
What is the total number of Mongol troops? There are about a thousand households in the early 100s, and about 100,000 people.
In the military academy before, Guo Ning gave a special lecture.
Therefore, Zheng Rui knew very well that if the materials that had been brought to the grassland were distributed to every thousand households, how abundant and wealthy they would be. That can no longer be described as being more powerful than a tiger, it can simply be said to be completely transformed.
The Mongols were ten times more ferocious and daring to die than the Jurchens, ten times more tenacious and ten times more durable than the Jurchens, and a hundred times more flexible in tactics than the Jurchens. Many Ding navy officers have seen this and are deeply afraid of it.
When such a powerful enemy is equipped with weapons and ordnance that are ten times more comprehensive, a war beast rarely seen since ancient times will emerge.
This kind of army is different from the 6,000 households commanded by the fourth prince Tuolei outside Haicang Town, and the 4,000 households commanded by Chen Nayan on Huanglonggang. They completely digested the nutrients taken from the body of the Great Jin Kingdom, and obtained additional sharp minions, doubling their combat effectiveness!
The Mongols are indeed coming...
But I don’t know, is it Xianpingfu Road or Zhongdu Road that is the first to be unlucky this time?
But I don’t know if their coming south will cause any obstacles to Shandong? Does Guo Xuanshi have any means to deal with it?
Zheng Rui was in a daze for a moment, while Wanyan Luqi carefully turned his face and found a bifurcation covered by dense vegetation on the other side of the ditch. He gently pulled Zheng Rui's arm and slowly moved there.
Zheng Rui quickly followed.
