Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 67 Yuan Army Counterattack!

"Run!"

"The Tartars are coming!"

The crowd in the bazaar suddenly ran wildly, all kinds of vendors were pushed to the ground, and many people were pushed and fell down.

Saturday Nine held on tightly to the two sugar figures, and wanted to find the three of them, his wife and children, but he couldn't see anything except the messy figures.

Just as he was running wildly with the crowd, his throat suddenly tightened, and a rope was wrapped around his neck.

"Grand Yuan's army begs for thieves, you worthless southerners, you have been requisitioned!"

A group of ferocious Mongolian cavalry shouted.

These Mongolians are good at trapping horses, and they have no pressure on trapping people.

The rope around Saturday Jiu's neck prevented him from escaping. A group of soldiers got off their horses and took out the rope, and strung all the young and strong Han people on Saturday Jiu with their hands bound.

"Don't run, anyone who dares to run, kill!" A Mongolian soldier riding on a big horse shouted loudly.

On Saturday, Jijiu's eyes were full of tears. He couldn't see his wife and children in the chaotic crowd, and his heart was full of fear and worry.

However, Saturday and September did not dare to resist or beg for mercy. Several people were hacked to death trying to escape, and those who kowtowed and begged for mercy were also severely beaten.

A bunch of strong men were gathered together like cattle.

The originally bustling bazaar was already filled with cries and shouts.

The Mongolian army not only forcibly recruited strong men, but also took away all the chariots, horses and food. The originally lively market was already full of crying and wailing.

A large number of women and children who have been robbed of men or property are crying in sorrow.

"Expropriation by the imperial court, whoever cries again will confuse the army, kill!"

Listening to these cries, Alu Hui frowned and gave an order.

Under the intimidation of the Mongolian cavalry, those old and weak women and children endured it.

"My lord, everything has been arranged!" A staff member ran over and said.

After some arrangements, these strong men will undertake the task of transporting grain and supplies.

When it was time for the battlefield, Aluhui would let them charge ahead to consume the strength of the red scarf thief.

"No, there are too few people!"

After hearing this, Aluhui shook his head dissatisfied.

Although there were thousands of people in this market, there were not many strong men among them, which was still not enough for Alu Hui.

"What do you plan to do, my lord?" A general asked immediately.

Aluhui pointed at those old and weak women and children with his horsewhip, and ordered loudly.

"Choose the strong women inside, and let them push the cart to carry the burden!"

"Follow your orders!"

Hearing this, several Mongolian generals led their subordinates to rush into the crowd. After a lot of dragging and pulling, they forced another group of strong women.

Many women were pulled away from their children, and the children left behind were all crying.

Many children followed the crowd and chased their mothers, crying and shouting as they ran.

On Saturday Nine with his hands tied, he suddenly heard a familiar voice amidst the chaotic cries.

"Woo, woo..."

"Father! Mother!"

The voices of two children came, and Saturday Jiu stretched his neck to look.

Sure enough, he saw his wife and a pair of children.

The scene in front of him made Saturday Jiu immediately startled and angry.

His wife, Wu Sanniang, was also tied with a rope around her neck, and a pair of sons and daughters were crying and chasing after her.

Wu Sanniang clutched the rope around her neck tightly with both hands, trying to resist and struggle, because she knew that her man had already been taken away, and if she was taken away again, the pair of children would have no way out.

"Master Jun, please spare this slave! Have pity on me!"

Wu Sanniang tugged on the rope, refusing to get up and leave.

The Mongolian soldier who was leading her was furious, and with a sudden force in his hand, the rope immediately dragged Wu Sanniang to the ground.

"mother!"

"Mother!"

At this time, a pair of young children had already chased after them, throwing themselves on Wu Sanniang and weeping bitterly.

Wu Sanniang hugged her children and burst into tears.

The Mongolian soldier couldn't lift her up, and was ridiculed by the surrounding companions, and was immediately annoyed.

He suddenly pulled out the saber from his waist and slashed down fiercely.

Poor Wu Sanniang didn't even cry out, and half of her neck was cut off.

The gurgling blood instantly stained the ground red.

The two young children were so frightened by the horror in front of them that they almost lost their voices.

"Bah! Courting death!"

The Mongolian spat, put away his saber, turned and left, as if he had done nothing.

In just a short moment, Saturday Jiu witnessed the tragic death of his wife, and the pair of children fell into loneliness and helplessness.

Saturday Jiu was so angry that he wanted to stand up and fight, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his body.

Snapped!
clap clap!

A Mongolian cavalryman brandished a whip and whipped the captured young men.

While beating them hard, he ordered them to move forward quickly.

A Han officer next to him shouted loudly.

"The imperial court begs for thieves, whoever is disobedient will die!"

Saturday Nine was heartbroken, and walked forward with blurry tears.

As the corpses of a pair of children and his wife disappeared behind him, Saturday Nine kept telling himself.

"Live! Son, you have to wait for me to come back!"

With howls, the Meng Yuan army looted the bustling bazaar.

Alu Hui was still dissatisfied.

He also ordered that all the villages within ten miles around be confiscated with strong men and food one by one.

This was enough to satisfy him.

In the end, Alu Hui, Zhong Cheng of Meng Yuan's Henan Jiangbei Province, led [-] Mongolian Yuan officers and troops, plus nearly [-] strong women and a large amount of grain and grass, and headed towards Dingyuan.

Aluhui didn't care about the life and death of these young women who were forcibly recruited.

Aluhui ordered the whole army to rush forward. These young women not only had to push carts and carry loads when they marched, but also cut wood, collected firewood, carried water and dug trenches when camping, and their daily rations were pitifully small.

Just three days later, when Alu Hui and his army arrived at Qingyuan Town, many of the weaker women had almost died of exhaustion on the road, and the rest were exhausted men.

"Lord Zhongcheng, the scouts ahead have come to report that they have spotted the forward of the Red Scarf Bandit!"

Alu Hui had just arrived in Qingyuan Town with his army, and he got the reward from the front.

"Haha, these rebels are walking quite fast, this Qingyuan Town is where they will be buried!"

Alu Hui said proudly.

Qingyuan Town is the ultimate place from Dingyuan to Chuzhou. To the north is Daqing Mountain and Qingliu River, and to the south is a hilly area. Only Qingyuan Town is flat.

The advance of tens of thousands of troops must be inseparable from convenient roads, otherwise the food, grass and supplies will not be able to keep up.

After all, soldiers can cross mountains and mountains with light clothes, but chariots and horses carrying heavy food and supplies cannot.

Therefore, when Aluhui arrived in Qingyuan Town, he had occupied a vital position ahead of time and had the advantage of waiting for work at ease.

The news that the Mongolian Yuan army occupied Qingyuan Town soon spread to the Red Scarf Army.

After Zhu Yuanzhang heard the news, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"Oh! What a pity, we have too few cavalry, otherwise we would definitely send two or three thousand cavalry to seize Qingyuan Town." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a frown.

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