"Do you know where Fan Ji's motorcade will be robbed?" Burigude turned his head and looked at Zamulun with doubts on his face.
Zamulun shook his head and said: "I don't know where Fan Ji's motorcade will be robbed, but I know in which direction Fan Ji's motorcade is. As long as we search in this direction, we will definitely find that Fan Ji's motorcade was robbed." The place."
Burigude nodded slightly.
He felt that what Zamulun said made sense. The destination of Fan Ji's motorcade was Horqin. As long as he knew where Fan Ji's motorcade was on the grassland, the general direction would be correct.
Bai Yin snorted and said: "I can't say that Fan Ji's motorcade was not robbed. After all, none of us saw it with our own eyes. We are just making random guesses here."
Zamulun who heard this said with a sneer: "If it hadn't been for something difficult, Ku Tai'e really wouldn't have left Fan Ji's motorcade behind. Since Ku Tai'e's real body was found here, how could Fan Ji's motorcade have been spared?" , However, as long as Baiyintai Ji finds the people from the Tiger Flag and snatches Fan Ji's goods back, those goods will all belong to Horqin."
Burigude looked at Baiyin and said, "If we can get Fan Ji's robbed goods back, it will be a good thing for us Horqin."
Baiyin hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Zamulun and said: "You lead the way, we will follow you. If we can really find the people who robbed Fan Ji's motorcade, we Horqin can help you with those who were killed in Houjin." The Jurchens take revenge.”
"Thank you Taiji." Zamulun gave Baiyin a Mongolian salute.
Burigude said: "Now that it's settled, let's not waste time. Let's go after them now. The longer the delay, the further away the people who robbed Fan Ji's convoy will escape, making it harder to find them."
"Everything is done according to your noble order." Zamulun said with a cupped hand, and then said to several other Jurchens, "You stay here to take care of the bodies of Kutai Ezhen and others, and wait here for my return."
"Zamulun, let me go with you! I want to avenge Ezhen and the others."
"Yeah! Let's go together!"
Several Jurchens spoke one after another.
Zamulun waved his hand and said: "I can go alone, and there are so many Horqin warriors here. Those who killed Kutai'ezhen and the others can't escape. When the time comes, I will kill those who killed Kutai'ezhen and them." Catch them all and hand them over to your hands for disposal."
After a pause in his tone, he continued: "We can't continue to leave the bodies of the Jurchens here. You guys have to stay and take care of them in case another wolf pack comes."
"Okay, let's go!"
Burigude was already on his horse at this moment.
"You stay here and keep an eye on the body of our Jurchen until I come back." Zamulun confessed, then walked to his horse, turned over and sat on the horse.
The sound of the hooves of three hundred Mongolian armored riders gradually faded away and soon disappeared from this grassland.
Zamulun led the way with the memory in his mind. The places he passed along the way had obvious marks such as hills and earth bags, so he was very sure that the direction he was going was the direction of Fan Ji's motorcade.
"There is a forest ahead. After passing that forest, we will almost arrive in less than ten miles."
He was worried that Baiyin and Burigude would be impatient. After all, this place was getting farther and farther away from Horqin, so he said this to comfort the two of them.
But one thing he was sure of was that something must have happened to Fan Ji's motorcade. Otherwise, there would be no trace of Fan Ji's motorcade until now. It would have been impossible for Fan Ji's motorcade to have not completed more than a dozen routes in such a long time.
There is a small forest in front of you. The trees are relatively sparse. You can see through the forest at a glance and see the other side of the forest.
Three hundred Mongolian armored cavalry passed by the side of the forest, with the sound of horse hooves.
Suddenly a wolf jumped out of the grass and fled into the distance. As the sound of horse hooves approached, more and more wolves escaped from the grass.
Zamulun frowned and smelled a faint smell of blood in his nose.
He knew that he should have arrived at the place where Fan Ji's motorcade had an accident. The wolves here should have been attracted by the bloody smell around them.
"What do you think those are in front of you?" Burigude pointed with his finger at the patch of grass where the wolves jumped out.
Before they even got close, the strong smell of blood entered the nostrils of several people.
"So many corpses!" Baiyin exclaimed.
Where the wolves had jumped out before, behind the patch of grass, there were at least dozens of corpses lying on the ground.
"All those who died were Han Chinese." Burigude whispered.
The clothes on the corpses in front of me are very different from those of the Mongols and Houjin, especially the hair bundles. You can tell that they are Han people at a glance.
Zamulun rode a horse and circled around the grassland, and finally said: "These corpses should be the guys from Fan Ji's motorcade. It seems that they were kidnapped here."
"What about the goods? Didn't you say there are more than ten cartloads of goods?" Baiyin asked.
He didn't care about the life or death of the Han people. What he cared about was the missing cargo of the dozen or so carts.
Zamulun lowered his head and was looking for something on the ground. After a while, he suddenly pointed in a direction and said, "Let's go over there."
After saying that, he took the lead and rode towards the direction pointed by his finger.
Baiyin and Burigude glanced at each other before riding their horses and following them.
After walking less than a mile, Zamulun took the reins, stopped the horse, and said, "Look, these are the carts used by Fan Ji to pull goods, and they were left here."
In front of them were large carts, piled up haphazardly, but all the animals and goods pulling the carts were gone, leaving only the bare carts.
"Where are the goods on the car??" Bai Yin frowned.
Zamulun jumped off the horse and walked around a dozen abandoned carts.
He believed that the goods of these dozen carts could not disappear out of thin air. Since Fan Ji's cart was thrown here, the goods on the cart were either taken away by other carts or hidden somewhere nearby.
After circling these large cars, he said to Burigude: "The people who robbed Fan Ji's motorcade left from this direction."
As he spoke, he pointed to the southwest.
Burigude and Baiyin came over.
Zamulun pointed at the trampled grass blades on the ground and said: "There are ruts left on the ground. They will not be able to move fast with more than ten carts of goods. As long as we follow this rut, we will definitely be able to catch up." superior."
"Then what are you waiting for? Just chase!" Bai Yin said.
Seeing the opportunity to snatch back Fan Ji's goods, he was completely moved.
In his eyes, a guard team raised by businessmen from the Ming Dynasty was nothing at all. They were no more than horse bandits on the grassland. As long as he showed up with the 300 Mongolian armored cavalry around him, he believed that Fan Ji could be captured easily. The goods were snatched back, and they, Horqin, could get the goods that Fan Ji brought to the grassland this time for nothing.
When they got back on horseback, Baiyin led three hundred Mongolian armored riders and chased them along the ruts left on the ground.
This time, Jamuka was not used to lead the way. The ruts on the ground were the best guiding light.
