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Chapter 667 There Are Tartars

This is a kind of headscarf often worn by Minzhuang Township Yong. It is wrapped from the head, covers the ears, and is knotted in front of the shoulders. It is similar to the combination of a headscarf and a shoulder scarf. It is more common in the south, and it has been spread in recent decades. Come to the Northland.

At this time, he felt quite cold, his nose was red, and his hands and feet were a little stiff. Only by drinking heavily could he feel a bit of warmth on his body. Belly, dripping with sweat.

He stomped his feet vigorously in the muddy grass, his words were a little awkward, but it resonated with all the servants, and the young man on the side said: "Yes, Lord Qiu, why do you have to wear armor? Shouldn't the whistle be light and flexible?"

Ma Zhenyuan turned his head to look at this young man. He was sneezing again and again, and the clear water from his nose was frozen, and there were a lot of white flowers.

Although he also drank wine, his face was slightly rosy, but the cold wind still made his whole body tremble, and his hands were even more bruised.

Ma Zhenyuan's voice was also a little trembling at this time, he said: "Brother Qian, you also know that these Tartars have heavy armor and their arrows are extremely sharp, if you go out without armor and encounter these killers, I'm afraid... ..."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the crowd, feeling a little worried in his heart. He had been in the border town for a long time, so he naturally knew how fierce the Tartars were.

However, the lord thinks highly of him, and he has the kindness to know him, and it is even more related to the safety of the 10,000+ army who came to aid this time. My own life is just picked up, so it's up to God.

The young man's name is Qian Yusheng, but he seems to understand it. He was originally from a horse household in Liaodong, but he was selected into Wu Sangui's family team because of his superb riding skills, good shooting skills, and knowledge of horses. , reluctantly included in the night, this is actually his first time to go out.

He was a little nervous at this time, but also a little bit excited. Because of his own name, he was constantly teased and teased since he was a child, but he always firmly believed that he would make great achievements and meet the noble person he was destined for.

Because his name is Qian Yusheng, his parents specially asked someone to come and fetch it for him!
Thinking about his parents who had already died of illness, and thinking about his long-awaited vision of Guangzong Yaozu coming to comfort the two elders, he couldn't help touching the hatchet at his waist, feeling a icy cold in his hands.

Everyone rested for a while, and took out new wine bags and dried meat from the pockets of the horses. To recover some strength, Zheng Zhitai, the deputy team leader, suggested that everyone go to a ruined temple on the mountain in the northeast to light a fire and dry their bodies. armor.

Ma Zhenyuan also knew that everyone was exhausted, and the clothes and armor were all wet by the rain, and he really needed to find a place to dry out as soon as possible, otherwise his body would not be able to bear it, so he agreed.

A group of 18 of them led their horses out of the forest again. After all, they were the elite sentry cavalry under Marshal Wu who never stopped at night. After a short rest, most of their vitality had been recovered. Everyone mounted their horses firmly and held the reins tightly.

The two of them lined up, keeping a distance of one horse naturally, with the clatter of hooves, the horseshoes stepped on the slightly muddy ground, and headed northeast along the mountain.

Although the rain had stopped, the grassland in the mountains was slippery, but it was not easy to move quickly. The people went down to the mountainside. Suddenly, Zheng Zhitai stared into the distance, and when he raised his hand, there was a rhythmic sound of horses, and the people stopped. horseshoe.

He whispered: "Master Ma, have you seen it?"

Ma Zhenyuan replied with a sneer: "Look, it's either the Tartars facing the red flag, or the whistle with the red flag inlaid."

He could see clearly that there was a small red dot by the Daughter River about two miles ahead, and it was riding slowly towards the northeast hillside. Judging by the appearance of the figure, it must be the Tartar soldiers who came out to spy.

No more cautious than the Ming army, the Tartar sentries have always swaggered, especially in the Songjin area, as if they were in their own home, without covering up at all, without changing their armor, and wearing whatever color the flag is The banner armor, so used to being so arrogant, may also be the self-confidence brought about by being invincible in the wild for more than ten years.

Looking at the red armor that the Tartar was wearing, it was almost certain that it was either a red flag or a sentry with a red flag.

Everyone stopped the horses under their crotches first, and hid themselves quietly in the mountains and forests without making a sound. Sun Dongri whispered excitedly: "There is only one Tartar here. Let's cover it quietly and catch him alive. Isn't it right?" Great job."

Su Shigao also said: "In front of the Xiangshan Mountain is the Dragon King Temple, will this Tartar also go there to take shelter from the wind and rain to rest, a lone Tartar sentry, but it is easy to deal with!"

All the family members behind were moved, after all, they had been out for four days, although they had finished investigating the large area north of Xingshan Mountain, how could it be so fun to catch a Tartar Sentinel!
Looking at the anticipation expressions of the people around him, Ma Zhenyuan also felt that this was an opportunity. If the number of the two sides were the same, the 18 people in their party would have to run away and run for their lives.

But at this moment there is only one Tartar, so it will be much easier to deal with!

He said in a deep voice: "The Tartar went straight up the Xiangshan Mountain from the west, and we will cover it from the south. However, we must be careful. Although the Tartar is alone, we must guard against his accomplices in the Dragon King Temple on the mountain. .”

A group of them rode slowly down the mountain. Ma Zhenyuan and Zheng Zhitai were at the front and rear respectively. They turned their horses and ran towards the south of Xiangshan Mountain. The west side of the mountain is the most gentle, while the east and north sides are steep and difficult. Although it is not as steep as the northeast direction, it is true that there is no ready-made road.

The Dragon King Temple is built according to the mountain. It is halfway up, less than 400 meters high. Most of the mountains are pines and cypresses, and the trees are also very tall and strong, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

When the knights came to the foot of the mountain, Ma Zhenyuan carefully arranged the arrangement. He asked the three servants to lead the horses to stay at the foot of the mountain, and put on the horse bits to prevent the noise from disturbing the Tartar sentry.

The rest of them took off their side cards from the saddle and put them on, and then they bent their bows and set up arrows, or held their guns in their hands, spread them on both sides in a slanted fan, and quietly moved towards the Dragon King Temple.

At this moment, Ma Zhenyuan and Zheng Zhitai were walking at the front of the team again, not only to scout the way ahead, but also to protect the brothers in front.

The servants behind them were both excited and nervous, and they all followed their advice. They took out their own Kaiyuan bows from the bow pot one after another, and took out heavy arrows from the quiver to put on the bow, all of which were made of birch wood. Arrow shaft, a sharp arrow made of fine iron.

The side cards were also placed on their left arms. Ma Zhenyuan and Zheng Zhitai also pinned the cooked copper mace and iron hammer on their waists or on their backs. They also took out their Kaiyuan strong bows and drew a mace each. Arrows rest on bows.

Over there, Sun Dongri and the others even took out their three-eyed blunderbuss and held them in their hands to check the condition of the medicine. They also took out the fire sickle in their hands, ready to fire at any time.

(End of this chapter)