"What a real Tatar! You damn monkey, you don't want your life!"
Guo Sheng covered Hou Sanjiang's mouth and looked towards the big room in the distance where the Lord was guarding the banquet, his face obviously panicked.
"me..."
The pale-faced Hou Sanjiang said nothing, his eyes flickering while subconsciously looking at the men beside him.
Guo Sheng didn't pay attention to this scene. He just thought that Hou Sanjiang had not adapted to his new identity and was still talking as openly as before. He kindly gave him a hand and glared: "We are all from the Qing Dynasty now. You If you talk nonsense again, even if Zhen Man listens to you, Master Han will not be able to save you!"
"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore..."
Hou Sanjiang was panicking, his voice was obviously stuttering, and his legs were even a little weak.
"Just keep your mouth shut from now on... Okay, you can go over there after Mr. Han is over."
Guo Sheng was also amused by Hou Sanjiang's appearance. He glanced at the soldiers behind him. Some of them looked familiar, but some of them were completely unfamiliar.
He didn't think much about it. There were hundreds of people in the army, and he knew them all.
Hou Sanjiang nodded: "Oh, okay, okay."
After a pause, he hesitated and said, "Master Guo, since there are Manchus here, I won't go see you, right?"
Guo Sheng thought for a while, nodded and said: "It's up to you. I guess Mr. Han won't be able to spare the time to see you. You can see Mr. Han tomorrow morning, and I'll make arrangements for your people here."
Just as he was talking, a voice suddenly came out from behind Hou Sanjiang: "Sir, how many Manchurians are here?"
"Is that something you can ask!"
Guo Sheng looked at the people behind Hou Sanjiang with some displeasure. He felt that the soldiers under Hou Sanjiang were too unruly. He was about to give him a few words of instruction when he felt a sharp pain in his chest for no apparent reason.
The severe pain made him instinctively look down, only to find that a dagger had pierced his unprotected heart.
The one holding the dagger tightly was Hou Sanjiang in front of him!
"Damn monkey, you!"
After the word "you", Guo Sheng's voice suddenly stopped.
Because Hou Sanjiang thrust the dagger into his heart.
Guo Sheng's eyes were staring angrily, full of surprise and rage, and his heart stopped. The lingering sound in his throat stopped in his air cavity.
The whole body did not fall down immediately, but stood there straight.
No blood spurted out.
The dagger embedded in his chest stopped the blood from flowing out.
Hou Sanjiang, who killed Guo Sheng, also had a pale face at this time. His face was as pale as if he had lost too much blood, and his hands holding the dagger could not help shaking.
The shaking cannot be stopped even by consciousness.
Hou Sanjiang didn't want to take action, and he didn't dare to do it.
There are real Tatars in the village!
He didn't expect this!
But he had to take action.
Because someone was also holding a dagger on his back!
"They're just a bunch of Tatars, what can't you ask? Damn it, even if Kangxi comes, I'll have to ask his mother how many hairs she has!"
Jiang Tiancheng, who was pretending to be Hou Sanjiang's soldier, said "poof", stepped forward and raised his right leg and kicked Guo Sheng, whose heart had stopped, off the suspension bridge. Several soldiers who were chatting there rushed over.
The moment Guo Sheng fell from the bridge, the dagger stuck in his chest was naturally taken out by Hou Sanjiang, who was still holding it tightly.
Pillars of blood sprayed all over Hou's face.
Very warm.
"kill!"
Another Zhang Beiqiu, who was pretending to be a Hou soldier, also followed up with a knife. He jumped two steps and suddenly turned back to look at Hou Sanjiang who was standing stupidly. He cursed: "If you don't want to die, kill those Tatars quickly!"
"ah?"
After regaining consciousness, Hou Sanjiang swallowed, but did not want to swallow the blood on his mouth. The smell of blood immediately made his stomach churn and make him feel like vomiting.
It's extremely uncomfortable.
The sounds of killing, gunshots, screams, and wails echoed through the ears.
The Ming army, which had crossed the suspension bridge disguised as a grain transport team, had already taken action. The defenders who were caught off guard were instantly cut down, and from time to time some people fell off the suspension bridge wailing.
Many of the soldiers who were killed did not even understand what was happening.
Why did our own people who were so good start killing our own people!
The Ming Army brigade, which was hidden half a mile away, immediately jumped out of its hiding place after hearing the sound of gunfire. Like a black snake, it swam quickly towards the Dazhai in Ma Shi Bay.
There was no sound except for the clash of armor, swords and spears and the rapid footsteps.
The black snake's fangs have been exposed.
"Damn it, I can't live anymore!"
Hou Sanjiang knew that he had no choice. Even if there were tens of millions of Tatars hiding in the village, he could only bite the bullet now.
Otherwise, the Ming army will want him to die.
The Qing army also wanted him dead.
Since it's all about death, he might as well give it a try!
"Fuck you!"
The ferocious Hou Sanjiang was like a wild beast, with wide red eyes and he rushed towards the big house where Han Dewang was hosting guests.
None of his soldiers dared to attack, and they rushed into the village with clenched teeth, shouts, and swords.
"We have succeeded in front, brothers, come on!"
When Xu Lin and others on the other side of the suspension bridge saw that the other side of the bridge had succeeded, they rushed over from the suspension bridge with a roar.
The unsuspecting surrender troops at the gate of the village were defeated by the Ming army before they even had time to react. The gate of the village was opened immediately, and hundreds of Ming army warriors poured into the village like a tide.
In order to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy in the dark, the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers who invaded tied a white cloth on their arms.
See white people, friends!
Those who are not white are enemies!
"Enemy attack!"
"The Ming army is coming to kill, the Ming army is coming to kill!"
"ah!"
"..."
The peaceful Ma Shiwan Dazhai suddenly fell into chaos. The Ming army that rushed in killed everyone on sight, and the bonfires they kept kicking down quickly ignited the wooden shacks.
It didn't take long for the fire to form a red area over Ma Shi Bay.
It looks like morning glow and sunset glow.
The fire burns the clouds red.
"Brothers, there are Tatars in the village, follow me and kill the Tatars!"
Knowing that there were Manchu soldiers in the stronghold, Jiang Tiancheng, Zhang Beiqiu and others rushed to the center of the stronghold desperately after cutting down several defenders.
The Tatars must be killed before they can react!
Otherwise no one knows the consequences.
Because no one knows how many Tatars there are!
"Report!"
Yunyang Dong Da immediately reported the presence of Tatars in the village to Wang Wu, who had already led people to the stilt place.
"Tatars?"
After hearing this, Wang Wu was also puzzled: How could there be Tatars!
Then he looked at the already blazing Ma Shiwan Military Village, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face. He pointed his sword forward and shouted: "Blade Team!"
"exist!"
Dozens of soldiers holding long swords with wooden handles that made the sword taller than a man raised their swords in response.
"There are real Tatars in the village. If you are not afraid of death, come with me and kill them!"
Wang Wu raised his sword and rushed across the suspension bridge first.
Taking the lead is the only reason why he can lead the Ming army to this day.
"cut!"
Dozens of long knives appeared behind Wang Wu like a forest of knives.
On the cold blade, there was fire and even sharpness.
A knife is used to cut people!
It can also be used to kill pigs, sheep and chop tartar!
