In Yizhou City, Mao Wenlong looked at the Dongjiang Army soldiers who were slowly leaving the city, holding the sword in one hand, his eyes were still full of calmness and calmness.

At this time, Mao Chenglu came over and said with a sinister face: "General, the detective got the news. Manguertai is back with the Zhenglan Banner."

"Our whistle rider encountered slave riders, fought a few small battles, and lost many people, and Li Shiji was also injured."

"I understand." Mao Wenlong nodded slightly and said, "Let him go out of the city to recuperate. If he can return to the island alive, he should be promoted to his official position."

After hearing this, Mao Chenglu also laughed a few times.

"After that time, this kid was much more honest."

"I didn't expect that this slave chief was not slow to come back." Mao Wenlong turned around and stared at the back. Seeing that the team had almost gone, he also turned over and said as he walked:

"Mangguertai is back and working hard. Can't he do it recklessly. Will all the food and supplies in the city be destroyed?"

Mao Chenglu also got on the horse and followed him, responding to him after hearing this:

"They can't be taken away are destroyed, and no one is left for the slave soldiers."

Due to the influence of the Little Ice Age, the area where Pi Island is located is severely cold and bone-bone-broken most of the time.

In order to keep warm, both the soldiers at the bottom and the generals and generals with some military ranks would cover the deer skin they had captured on weekdays and then tightly tied them up in the waist.

This not only facilitates them to go out of the island and shuttle between the dense forests, fight with the Later Jin army, but also resist the severe cold.

At this moment, the Dongjiang soldiers and horses left the city from each gate, and soon a group of people came and stopped Mao Wenlong's horse.

"General, you can't leave..."

Seeing them, Mao Wenlong sighed in his heart, but he just kept stroking his horse forward, because he could not explain too much about some words.

There are many people in the city, there are real Han people, and there are many traitors who are used to being enslaved and want to please their masters. They are hasty and cannot distinguish them, so they can only treat them equally.

The people were dressed in rags and soon came again. An old man grabbed Mao Wenlong's reins and handed over a basket of wild vegetables tremblingly.

"General, tens of thousands of people in Yizhou want to go back to Pi Island with the general."

After hearing this, Mao Chenglu's nose felt sore.

I think a few years ago, there were hundreds of thousands of Liao people and Korean people in Yizhou, and until now, they were almost slaughtered.

However, he also knew in his heart why Mao Wenlong did not speak.

Immediately, Mao Chenglu made up his mind, took the basket and handed it to his personal soldiers, and said, "Take you with you, the army will be caught up by the slave cavalry if it doesn't take far away. At that time, the loss will be even worse."

When the old man heard this, his eyes darkened, and he then brought a baby from behind and said:

"General, bring my grandson back to Pi Island. My old bones will die if I die."

"Where are those who carry women and children when they operate?" Mao Wenlong took the reins of the horse, glanced lightly, and said:

"Don't miss the army's itinerary!"

Feeling the stolen hot and disappointed gazes from the Liao people, Mao Wenlong felt even more uncomfortable and could only speed up and withdraw from Yizhou City.

He only hoped that it was worth it.

......

As the sky gradually became late, the silver moon was hanging high above Yizhou City, and the land in Liaodong gradually became colder again.

Mangurtai led the Zhenglan Banner to the city of Yizhou. With the moonlight, they could see that the city of Yizhou was quiet at this moment, like a dead city.

The excellent iron armor of the Zhenglan Banner slave soldiers, and the swords and guns constantly flashed out cold light under the moonlight. They lined up quietly under the city, which was daunting.

"Is it a fraud so quiet?" Degele rode his horse behind Mangourtai, his eyes full of fear and confusion.

"A thief in Dongjiang scares you so much, it's really a shame for a big golden face." Manguertai scoffed, and he possesses himself to comfort the mount that is sniffing, and says:

"It seems that Mao Wenlong is still a little self-aware. He knows that he can't beat me and escape first, but he doesn't know that sooner or later I will chase him."

Degele heard that he was ridiculing himself for robbing the door from Yizhou again, and he was a little angry, but he couldn't say much.

Mangguertai is simple-minded and has developed limbs. Mao Wenlong suffered many losses but still does his own way.

Now it seems that although the fifth brother is brave, he will never be more valued by his father Khan as much as Hong Taiji.

"Five Baylors!"

At this time, a whistle cavalry who had sneaked into the city first ran back and reported, "The city has spread. Mao Wenlong knew that Wu Beile had returned, so he fled overnight."

"At this time, I'm afraid I've walked a few miles away."

"Where did you hear this news? Is it accurate?" As he spoke, Mangourtai also quietly stared at the whistle driver.

"The little one left the army and sneaked into the city for a long time, it's true!"

"Mao Wenlong led the Ming army out of the city not long ago. At that time, there were many Han dogs in the city who wanted to go with them."

"Didn't Mao Wenlong bring him?" Manguertai laughed and understood immediately. He turned around and looked at Degele.

"It was this thief who beat you up and ran away to me?"

Degele didn't say anything, but he was careful. When Mangourtai and Zhenglan Banner entered the city, he slowed down his horse and walked slowly with the few remaining Bayala guards.

Manguertai's bad character remains unchanged. The first thing he did after entering the city was to order Yizhou to be slaughtered again.

The soldiers of Zhenglan Banner broke into the local Liao people one by one. The Korean people's yards were like before. They would not say much when they met a male man, but they just took a knife.

If you meet a beautiful woman, you will throw your sword and gun and pounce on it for such a miserable thing.

In Yizhou City, fires surged into the sky in an instant.

A woman's clothes were torn apart, snatched the door and fled on the street, but the hellish scene outside made her even more desperate.

On the corner of the street, there was a slave riding a bloody child, laughing cruelly.

After several steps forward, a Korean woman suddenly rushed out of the house and hit the wall without a moment of hesitation.

Finally, I ran to the east gate, but soon the hope that the woman had risen into despair.

There were many real slaves and fake slaves around the city gate, all of whom looked lewd and ignored swords and guns in order to capture her.

The Liao national woman staggered a few steps and resolutely followed the footsteps of the North Korean woman.

The next moment she was killed, there were suddenly shouts and killings outside the city.

"Don't panic among the people, the Dongjiang Army is back!"

The Dongjiang Army, which had been suppressed for a long time, quietly moved around Yizhou City when the Later Jin army completely entered the city and began to kill.

At this time, they set up their positions and rushed in from the four doors, with a sound of thunder and unimaginable momentum.

Mao Wenlong roared and rushed in from the east gate. At the last moment before the Liaomin woman fell down, she gently grabbed her waist.

"It's me, I'm sorry for you...it's me..."

"General, don't forget Futu..." The woman stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to do her last effort to touch Mao Wenlong's vicissitudes of cheeks.

Mao Wenlong felt tight and hurriedly held her hand and placed it on his face.

However, the next moment, the woman was already out of breath.

Mao Wenlong shouted, and Mao Chenglu, who was following behind him, saw this, his eyes were terrified and he rode a war horse and jumped into the rushing rush.

In a moment, the real slaves around him and the fake slaves had been killed so much that they were corpses.

After a moment, Mao Wenlong put down the woman, raised his blood blade, and roared at the group of Liao people who were unclothed, "Those who want to keep their ancestors' hair, follow us!"

Mao Chenglu shouted: "Recover Yizhou and expel Jianlu!!"

Hundreds of Liao people around him suddenly burst into tears. They picked up the shoulder pole, hoe, turned around and roared at the slave soldiers.

Many fake slaves were also ashamed of grief and anger. Some of them cut their braids, took off their fake skins, and turned against each other on the spot and joined the Dongjiang Army.

That night, the fireworks and the mud and dust on horse hooves stained the originally dark sky over Yizhou. The clanging sounds, roars and screams intertwined, and a song of triumphant revival was played.

At midnight, when the killing sound was about to break out, Mangguertai led his remnants to retreat to the west of the city, intending to break out and go north to look for Nurhaci.

At this time, there was a thunderous cheer in front of him, and Mao Wenlong personally led the cavalry to chase him.

"Dog slaves, how many innocent people died tragically under your butcher's knife. Tonight is your death date!"
Chapter completed!