When I was still the Crown Prince of the Empire, I asked my father because I was curious about that crazy era (countless people participated in the Eastern World game like moths to a flame):
What will a man get if he wins from the Eastern World?
At that time, my father was already seriously ill, and his tall body was as thin as a stick. He didn't have much time left. He supported his sick body and answered me:
"If you win in the Eastern World, you win everything."
The Senate promised that as long as human beings can be freed from the shackles of machines and algorithms, that person will receive huge resources-mainly including money and women. The temptation of the Eastern World to people is so strong that until then, Only then did I realize the great tenacity of my father.
When all the heroes bowed down, my father was able to detach himself from the world, stick to his original intention, and stay away from those conspiracies and killings.
This kind of calmness and conscience are the greatest wealth I get from my father.
——Excerpt from "Records of Emperor Gaozong"
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The large camp with blue flags stands in the valley. From a distance, the campfire is glowing, looming in the mist of the spring night, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Zhang Mazi lay on the horse with bright eyes:
"Mr. Qian! We're here!"
"Are they all here?"
"Everyone is here, over there."
Qi Meng followed Zhang Dong's hand, and Shen Lian and Zhang Chao emerged from the mist on horseback with three servants each.
Everyone was dressed as soldiers in white armor, holding long bows and big sticks, with small blue flags on their backs. All they had to do was shave their braids into the shape of a money rat tail.
Both Zhang Chao and Zhang Dong were born in Ye Bushou, and had both long and short weapons. They had bows, arrows, sabers, and lances and clubs. They were also skilled in riding skills. Only Shen Lian, who was originally a spearman in the Zhejiang Army, was still carrying a lance and riding on the horse. Horses are more like mounted infantry.
"Can you ride a horse?"
Shen Lian smiled awkwardly: "During General Qi's training, the infantry only practiced array ordnance..."
Zhang Chao said with a lewd smile: "Brother Shen is only a teenager and has never been married. How have you ever ridden a horse?"
Everyone laughed.
Qi Meng said carelessly: "It doesn't matter. I didn't ride a horse when I was a teenager. By the way, the General Qi you just mentioned is Qi Jin, the adopted son of Qi Shaobao?"
Shen Lian said in surprise: "Exactly! Mr. Qian also recognizes General Qi?"
Qi Meng thought thoughtfully and said: "We had a relationship once...that's all, let's not talk about it for now, let's start killing people!"
Everyone stopped smiling and looked up ahead. According to the night attack plan, they would disguise themselves as blue-flag armored soldiers and sneak into Amin's camp, resulting in the lives of two Belles.
While talking, everyone glued rat whiskers on their lips to look more like Tatars.
Seeing everyone dressed up as white-armored soldiers, Qi Meng nodded with satisfaction: "Fake goods are a good thing."
Zhang Dong praised: "Fake goods are a good thing!"
Qi Meng stroked his beard and laughed: "Now that you are ready, don't be timid later. Take a few steps and have a look! Come out in a hurry!"
Walking out of a different world.
"How dare Amin, a talented killer, dare to do so. Even the night sentry is under wraps, so he deserves to be dead."
Zhang Dong looked forward, with fire in his eyes: "Catch a few dog wrappers later and let them die a few more times!"
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The night was dark, and outside the blue-flag camp, two night watch guards gathered around to keep warm.
It was freezing cold, but the two of them did not dare to light a fire. They just lived with a handful of urala cats in a den in the ground. It was not because these two Baoyi were conscientious about their duties. Their masters, the white-armored soldiers who patrolled the night, strictly forbade lighting fires. Anyone who dares to warm up secretly by the fire will be beaten half to death. Last night, two blind charlatans were beaten with military clubs.
The diwozi where the two were located was about two miles away from the Xianglan Banner camp. This was the first line of defense for the Xianglan Banner.
"Have you heard? The Great Khan destroyed Juniper in Sarhu and chopped off the heads of Madman Du! The Han dogs have been defeated, and we brothers will also raise the flag."
"Are you confused when you want to raise the flag? Go back and pay homage to Wong Tai Sin. See what you can do, and do all the fucking nonsense! There is not a single ghost in the flag raised by his horse. The weather is so cold that we have to guard here. Guard his grandma!"
The man who was dedicated to raising the flag wrapped his cotton clothes tightly, took a breath with his hands, rubbed his ears that were about to fall off from the cold, and swore to the sky:
"You're a fool to lie to me! It's true, Fatty Han, the sentry horse, said it himself. He saw Ming army corpses all over the ground at the foot of Jiefan City yesterday. Tens of thousands of people died, and they were gone as if they were mowing grass in more than two hours. He also saw the juniper head.”
"Fat Han? Jiefan City is a fool. It's a hundred miles away from here! Come in and warm yourself up. The frozen lake will be wiped out." The companion cat was as motionless as a dead person in its nest on the ground.
Seeing that his companion didn't believe him, Baoyi hurriedly got into the hole in the ground and said:
"Fatty Han and I are from the same hometown."
"His hometown is in that village, and we are natives there..."
"Why are you even singing this?"
There was the messy sound of horse hooves outside the cave. Bao Yi stretched out his hand to touch the weapon at the entrance of the cave. As soon as his hand touched the spear, two or three long knives were already placed on his neck.
The moonlight was hazy and he couldn't see the person coming clearly. Baoyi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. His companions in the den asked: "Who is it? What's going on?"
"What's up, two dog slaves!"
"Er Beile asked you to do the sentry, and this is how you do the sentry? The masters are all patrolling at night, so it's better for you to hide in the den and be happy!"
The cat had crawled out of its nest in the ground. Before it could figure out what was going on, a big mouth slapped it over.
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"abka de deyere gasha bi! usa arambi!"
Bao Yi was slapped so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. At this moment, he didn't remember to question the visitor's night number.
Nurhaci was once sent to Li Chengliang's family and was a slave for twelve years. He knew all the ways of the Ming army and the wild boar skin. Later, during the training of the Eight Banners in Jianzhou, he fully absorbed the advantages of each Ming army. The Qi army's night call system (1) was implemented in the Eight Banners It has also been implemented in the military.
The night was gloomy, Qi Meng and his party were all dressed up as white-armored soldiers, and their aura was fierce, so the two guards only regarded them as the "white-armored soldiers" sent back to the camp on sentry duty, and were about to ask which Niu Lu's master they were, and who was tall and tall. The white-armored soldier swung the tip of his bow and hit Bao Yi on the face.
"abka de deyere gasha bi! usa arambi!"
Although Bao Yi didn't understand the meaning of this Jurchen language, he managed to save his life and was only taught a lesson by his master.
A pockmarked white-armored soldier came up next to him and translated what his master had just said in poor Liaodong dialect:
"Masters just said that he came back from Liu Wei's military camp. He was exhausted. He hadn't drank for two days and felt uncomfortable... He went to report the military situation to Erbeile first, and the dog slave got out of the way!"
The two Bao Yi obeyed and hurriedly moved out of the way. The pockmarked white-armored soldier was furious and walked out for a few steps. He turned around and kicked and punched the Bao Yi who was eager to raise the flag.
A sound of bones breaking was heard in the distance.
A team of about five or six people patrolling Bao Yi came towards them. They noticed the movement here and were about to go to the den to interrogate. They saw Master Mazi beating Bao Yi crazily, with a dozen white-armored soldiers behind him holding heavy knives. , wearing armor and full of murderous intent.
The night watchman knew that he could not offend these masters, so he pretended not to see them and took a detour.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps, he was grabbed by the pockmarked white-armored soldier and shouted:
"Lead the way, you guys are quite capable at work, unlike those two lazy dogs! I only know that the cat is sleeping in the hole! I will go to Erbeile later and I will ask you for credit. Erbeile will be happy, maybe I’ll raise the flag for you!”
When they heard that they knew how to carry the flag, the eyes of the few soldiers here were gleaming, and they rushed to lead the way.
Mazi's master was so angry that he punched a Bao Yi in the face, causing the bridge of his nose to break immediately.
"Sibala, you're out of your mind! You're an undercut little kid. It's enough for one person to take me there. The rest of you will stay on guard! Anyone who leaves without permission will be killed!"
Mazi pointed randomly and identified a big grievance: "Then what, it's you!"
The person chosen was a strong man with a thick body and a sinewy face. He looked like a practicing master at first glance.
At first he thought he had heard wrongly, but it was not until he saw Master Mazi urging him impatiently that he realized he was about to raise the flag.
While nodding and bowing to his master, he turned back to look at his companions with a proud expression.
"Let's go see Erbeile! What's your name?"
"Master, slave...the younger one is called Cao Zhongqing, originally from Tieling..."
When the leader of the white-armored soldiers walking at the front heard this name, he suddenly stopped and with lightning speed, he hit Cao Zhongqing in the face with a left hook:
"abka de deyere gasha bi! usa arambi!"
Cao Zhongqing was hit, staggered, and managed to hold on without falling, forcing a humble smile on his face.
The pockmarked white-armored soldier took a step forward and translated loudly:
"We, Niu Lu'er, just said, you are a Chinese dog, you are too verbose. I just asked you what your name is. What did you say you do in the trade? You also said that you killed your employer and took refuge in Daikin. We, Niu Lu'er, I really hate people who talk too much..."
Qi Meng turned around and glared at Zhang Mazi, and Zhang Dong shut up immediately.
Mazi turned around and looked at Cao Zhongqing, pushing him and saying:
"Let's go see Er Beile. We, Niu Lu Ezhen, have just spied on important military information from Liu Wei Laogou. We want to give Er Beile a surprise!"
Note:
1. "The New Book of Performance", Volume 9, Chapter 9 of Camping, Heavy Night Order: When confronting thieves, those who fail to wait for the watch, lose their number on night patrol, and stop sleeping in other fires will be killed. Those who run around screaming for no reason, make false claims about the arrival of thieves and scare the camp will be killed.
