Li Mingli was not idle either. He took the guillotine to the backyard to cut grass, fed his war horses and a sheep raised at home, and then fed the chickens to the west side of the front yard. He raised a rooster and five hens at home. In addition to nourishing Da Ya's body, the excess eggs were also exchanged for grains. Of course, they could not exchange for essence, so I just asked the Jurchens to exchange for some miscellaneous grains. Thank God.

When doing these things, Li Mingli was also very focused. He was originally a handsome and fair-looking young man. Although he was a military household in Shenyang City, he lived in the city for generations and was actually a standard young man in a standard city. He didn't practice it normally. He just carried a gun and wore a shabby mandarin duck battle jacket when he was reading. He didn't need to farm for the military officers in the garrison like the military households outside the city.

He was doing some chores in the mansion of the Gangmen. He had small business at home and had a life of his life. Later, he became a recruiter and was captured after defeat. He has been a veteran and has been working in the farmland. Now, Li Mingli is much stronger than he did a few years ago, with a little more tough aura. The expression on his face seems soft and focused, but when his eyes turn, people realize the coldness and toughness in his eyes.

My hands were covered with calluses. I used to have thick calluses at the tiger's mouth. It was sharpened when I practice swords and bows. I have been doing farm work for more than half a year, and my hands have been sharpened with thick calluses...

Li Mingli did not dare to abandon his archery, horses, swords and swords. In places like the Later Jin Dynasty, no matter how martial arts are, the foundation for his life.

After doing these chores, Li Mingli returned to the wing room to sit and drink tea. There was a crackling sound of firewood burning in the stove. Their house was actually quite simple, similar to the shack built by the wandering Liao people. The foundation was dug very low, and the house was only half exposed on it. There was no window but only the door. The house where he was sleeping was built with a pit to burn firewood to keep warm, so at least it was guaranteed to be warm when sleeping. There was no fire in the wing room, and the house was actually very cold, but there was a pot of hot tea, and there was food in the locked cabinet, and several liters of grain were buried under the ground. These were the foundation for his life. So if he had anything to do, Li Mingli would come to this room to sit.

The hard bow used by Li Mingli was hung on the wall. This is a typical Qing bow. The bow back grows thick and has much stronger strength than the small-shot bow of the Ming army. Even because of the different shapes of the bow, the skills of opening and exerting force are almost completely different. Li Mingli originally liked hunting, and his bow skills are not weak. After practicing in the Later Jin Dynasty for several years, he felt uncomfortable not to shoot archery every day. The bow technique has made rapid progress. He looked up at the bow on the wall, feeling a little sorry for his shooting technique. The management of the officials and villages of the Later Jin Dynasty was very strict, and hunting without approval was not allowed. Just as those wild pear trees and apricot trees were investigated and counted as official property, wild beasts in various places were also the property of Lao Khan, and they were not the targets that the Han army could hunt at will.

Cao Zhenyan hadn't had time to come for a month. Before the New Year, he asked someone to bring some New Year's goods to the Li family. It was not too much. It seems that the life of the Cao family was not easy.

The biggest move before the New Year was to investigate people without food. Han people who did not have five dou of food at home, whether they were the Han army or the free people, were all classified as coated and distributed to Jurchen nobles of all sizes. A large number of Han people were also classified as Guanzhuang Banner slaves of each banner, and they were reduced from free people to slaves who were limited to farming.

When checking out people without food, many Han soldiers and Han people failed to pass the inspection. Only a very small number of lucky people in Liaodong passed the inspection. At this time, they still retained their identity as free people or were carried into the Eight Banners of the Jurchens. By the Tiancong period, almost all Han people were incorporated into the Eight Banners of the Han army, either in the Pangyi or the Eight Banners of the Han army, and a few lucky people always maintained their identity as the Eight Banners of the Manchus of the Eight Banners.

Li Mingli is still a lord with a blue flag, and his identity is a follower with a horse. He has a five or sixth level of Jurchen who is nobler than him. He is not valued by his Han army. Fortunately, he has a good relationship with Niuluezhentabai in Benniulue, and his family has sufficient food. When checking out people without food, Li Mingli passed the test successfully.

A noise suddenly came from outside. Li Mingli was very alert and immediately got up and took off the Shun Knife from the wall and hung it on her body.

"The head of the family seems to have something wrong with Zhuang Xitou?"

Da Ya also heard the movement and trotted over with a pale face.

"If you have a body, be careful." Li Mingli frowned and said, "I will be there even if the sky falls. Go back to the stove. If there is really something wrong, just go to the cellar with your mother first!"

"We'll wait for you to come."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Li Mingli said angrily: "I can run away for thousands of miles. You are worried about what I do. If you don't hide, I won't dare to run away. Not all the family will die."

Da Ya didn't dare to talk back again. There were tears in her eyes, but when she was yelled like this, she calmed down. In such a chaotic world, the woman was also trained to be much stronger.

Li Mingli didn't say much. It was abnormal that there was noise and screaming at this time. It was very abnormal. It was very likely that the Dongjiang soldiers came from Hexi to attack. It would be easy to deal with if there were few people coming. If it was a large-scale raid, it would be a big problem.

The other few farms are three or four miles away. A dozen farms are under the control of a Niuluezhen. There are more than 60 men in Manchu armored soldiers, and more than ten white armored soldiers. There are also 1670 Jurchen flags, which are about 220 Jurchen Dingkou. Li Mingli is also included in the Dingkou mouth of the flag. There are 33 Niulu with blue flags, which are only less than the Zhenghuang Banners of forty-five Niulu, and rank second in the Eight Banners. However, the number of Dingkou numbers in this banner is relatively insufficient. There are many Niulu without even 200, which is far inferior to the Big Niulu with more than 300 or even 4000 in the two yellow flags.

In addition to this Niulu, there are two other Niulu, but they are all ten miles away. Even if you blow the conch, it will take at least one hour to get it.

Thinking of the sound of the horn, Li Mingli realized that no one was blowing the trumpet. He felt a little calm, but he still carried the bow and arrow on his body. He had always been soft-armored, just inside the arrow robe. After a short moment, he had reached a state of war.

At this time, many people ran out of the low houses, most of whom were Han soldiers or Han people coated them, and most of the Jurchens lived together. The quality of their houses was much better than that of Li Mingli.

There is a main road from east to west in the village. From the village road, it is a north-south road. Then westwards the farmland and the barren saline-alkali land is the river. Li Mingli presses the knife and arrows and jogs westward. Many strong men dress up like him, running to the west in full arms. When he arrived at the Jurchen gathering area, Li Mingli found that no one was running out here. When he arrived at the head of the village, he saw more than a hundred flag heads and armored men gathered at the head of the village. Everyone was wearing armor and carrying bows and arrows, and had already formed a battle queue. More than a dozen white armored men were riding on horses, looking at this side with cold eyes. Even the flag heads were wearing mail, holding various spears and swords, or holding bows and arrows, and were on guard at the head of the village.

"Li Mingli, come here." Niu Luezhen Tabai was also there, wearing iron armor and riding on the horse. Seeing Li Mingli coming, Tabai pointed a tiger spear in his hand and ordered him to be on guard not far away from him.

"What's going on today, Master?" Li Mingli hurried over and stood in the squad to serve him with his hand. His Jianzhou Jurchens were quite proficient.

"Don't ask too much about this." Tabai was usually quite kind, but today his face turned pale and murderous intent was terrifying in his eyes.

Li Mingli didn't dare to ask again. He only had a few flag soldiers from the Han army around him, and most of the rest were Jurchens. Those young flag soldiers who were only fifteen or sixteen years old were also wearing mail and holding swords and guns, with murderous aura in their eyes. He knew that if he accidentally committed a taboo, he would be killed immediately. The Jurchens killed the Han army like slaughtering dogs, and sometimes there was almost no need for too many reasons.

Looking at the place where Li Mingli was, there were almost densely packed with Jurchen armored soldiers and flag soldiers. Not far away, the sound of horse hooves came. Everyone opened their eyes wide and found that two nearby Jurchen Niulu soldiers with blue flags also rushed over. In addition, a Mongolian left-wing garrison also arrived on horseback. In this way, the flag soldiers and the armored soldiers and Mongolian soldiers had more than 500 armored soldiers here, which was almost enough to launch a small-scale war.

There are yellow reeds and snow on both sides of the road, and farmland, sparse forest land and shrubs on both sides. You can walk along several trails to the river in the west. The sight and place are the junction between the Later Jin and the Ming army.

Although Li Mingli knew that it was not an action against him, and it seemed that he was going to cross the river to fight, he still kept licking his lips, feeling extremely nervous inside.

A group of flag directors from Han army were separated further away, and their expressions were even more nervous.

The coats were directly restricted from leaving the village. The Mongolians had already rode their horses and rode their horses around the paths on the north and south sides of the village. Two teams of Jurchen cavalry were mixed with armor and cooperated with them.

Everyone carried a bow and arrow, but it was not that an enemy attacked, but that they surrounded their own farm.

Li Mingli's heart was pounding. He was very worried about Da Ya and his mother-in-law, but at this moment, there must be no abnormal movement. The Jurchen flags beside him are staring at him closely. Those half-baby-bearded and soft-haired boys are the most cruel, and they are not merciless at all, and they are not as easy to be attracted to them like the upper-class Jurchens... After Li Mingli took on fishing errands after he entered the winter, he often sent fish to the mansions of Niu Luezhen and two Zhang Jing. The good things Cao Zhenyan gave were mostly sent to the hands of these big figures, so that he could gain a firm foothold in this Guanzhuang, and he did not do anything in the past.

He has his share. And these small Jurchen bastards in front of him are the most terrifying. When they were determined to show their bravery and ruthlessness, the Jurchens started their careers with killing. The elders encouraged these little boys to practice their fighting skills and courage to kill. In addition to being a bit intimate and rational to the Jurchens, they were somewhat contempt and hostile to all Han people, including the Mongols, even the Haixi Jurchens and the Shengfan Jurchens. They even killed people without blinking when they started. Li Mingli was a hundred times more nervous in front of these young flag masters than in front of the master Niu Luezhen...

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