Zhang Ping'an took a group of new brothers with a proud look. When they reached the first ambush point, Zhang Ping'an raised his right hand: "Drop off the horse, lead the horse and walk slowly! Pay attention to the trap under his feet! Zhang Li cut off the Tartars in front! After twenty feet, everyone will follow me to get on the horse again."

Zhang Li began to put away his contempt at this time. He was born in the army and knew how powerful he was in a trap. When he saw that there was only one Tartar, he shook his head gently. Zhang Ping'an knew that there was still a gap between theory and practice.

When he reached the second ambush point, Zhang Ping'an raised his right hand again and saw everyone clamping the horse neatly. Zhang Ping'an knew that he had really had a say now.

Zhang Ping'an ordered: "Chen Poe, have you seen a big tree with a broken fork three meters away?"

Seeing Chen Pie nodding, Zhang Ping'an ordered again: "Collection of the broken bowstrings, there is a thread three meters away; Zhang Li and Hu Ming go to find the Tartars' head! The others dismount!"

After Zhang Ping'an and the others passed the second ambush point, they saw the Tartars who had his broken leg leaning against the stone. When they saw Zhang Ping'an and the others coming, although he was seriously injured, he tried hard to lift his chest, without fear in his eyes, and did not retreat! He truly understood this idiom today. It seems that he had to establish his authority with him!

Chen Po and the others pulled out the sabre, but no one stepped forward. For such an enemy with a tenacious fighting spirit, if he did not completely dispel his will to resist, it would have an extremely negative impact on the morale of the army. Zhang Ping'an smiled and shook his hand, saying easily: "Put the knife away, it's useless! I didn't take much effort to destroy him."

Then he deliberately walked up to the Tartars, turned around to face Li Chen: "Take these horses away!" Then he heard Li Chen regretting: "What a great war horse, but unfortunately his front leg was broken!"

Zhang Ping'an smiled wickedly: "It's okay! It's useful. We'll slaughter it after we finish it. Well, this horse meat must be delicious! Who of you know the Jurchens?"

"I will!" Zhang Li answered first.

"What is his name? You can tell that he is a horse lover. I will use this waste horse to serve him well in a while."

Zhang Li started asking him in Jurchen words. This strong Jurchen man stared at Zhang Li fiercely without saying a word, and Zhang Li was forced back by his eyes.

Zhang Ping'an walked over at this time, smiled and gently pushed Zhang Li away: "If I say something, you can use Jurchen to translate it. Just turn it truthfully, don't miss one sentence!"

He waved his hand to let Hu Ming come over: "If you don't take it at night, you don't need a knife. How can you kill the prisoners?"

"Hang, strangle to death, and drag it to death with a horse!"

"What would you do if you gave you this useless horse?"

Hu Ming scratched his messy long hair: "Trag him to death with a horse! But the leader, the horse's legs are useless and cannot run, and he can't drag him to death in the snow!"

"Actually it's very simple! Scratch the horse's butt and sprinkle salt on the edge of the knife, and the horse will run as fast as possible! Remember to lie down his clothes, tie a rope on his bird, and fix it on the stone. Don't he like this stone, and leave a memory for the stone! I don't want to hear what he says now, Huang Wei, Huang Zhi go and cut off his tongue for me!"

Seeing that the two brothers of the Huang family were not moving, Zhang Ping'an raised his whip and scolded: "If you don't dare to do it, I will cut you down on your tongue!"

In Zhang Li's truthful translation, the Jurchen Tatars looked at Zhang Ping'an in fear and despair in their eyes, as if they saw the demon running out of hell.

In the faint morning light, Zhang Ping'an saw his brothers. Although they were all pale and trembling, they faithfully executed his instructions.

Zhang Ping'an silently grabbed a handful of salt from the bag prepared by Lu Deyin for him and handed it to Chen Pie. Chen Pie moved quickly and completed the task instantly. The horse lost its direction in the huge pain, ran five feet away and hit the cliff; the Tartars' bird's head flew away, and some bird bodies were also brought out, and the Tartars had no sound in just one breath.

Looking at the red, yellow and white colors in the snow, Zhang Ping'an endured the strong vomiting in his stomach. He did not dare to speak and rode on his horse silently. He waved to his brothers and signaled to follow. The other people's faces were not good either. From then on, they would never dare to look down on Zhang Ping'an again. Zhang Ping'an completely suppressed them with his hostility.

Zhang Ping'an secretly regretted at this moment: It seems that he has played it, but he will not be so bloody later. It seems that role-playing is not easy! I really don't know how those perverted killers live every day. No! There is also a Tartar, so let's use a calmer means to let Chen rush to take action. The others can be cut off with one knife. No, the stomach is too uncomfortable, so I have to leave quickly. I asked them to do it, and I said I would go to the mountain to get things. Zhang Ping'an sucked the cold cold air hard and tried to calm himself down.

Soon they came to the corner of the main battlefield. Zhang Ping'an tried hard to calm himself, pointing to the Jurchen Tartars tied to the tree and said, "The rest of the Tartars are here, I won't say much, you can do it yourself! The Jurchen Tartars are very powerful, no matter how powerful they are, they will be tied here by me. If even the Tartars who are ruined by my hands and feet cannot be done well, you should be a dog! Chen Pearl's enemies, you should recognize you, and you will know what to do if you want to avenge your wife and children? Just move quickly! I went up the mountain to get things, Li Chen gave me the horses you collected, and I had a lot of things up the mountain. If I come down, you will get out before you finish it!"

At this time, Zhang Ping'an suppressed the rolling in his stomach, carefully observed all the Tartars' eyes, and pointed at one of them: "Keep this, I'll be useful in a while!"

Zhang Ping'an led his horse to go up the mountain quickly. Chen Po and the others felt that Zhang Ping'an must have something very important to hide, and all of them ran so fast. Zhang Ping'an had just reached the top of the mountain. After hearing the painful howl of the Tartars, he could no longer help but rushed into the snow castle and vomited heavily. In order to seize the time, he had to vomit while cleaning. Finally, he finished vomiting and packed up, and this time he would be much easier to go down the mountain.

He was very surprised, why the Tartars were still screaming. He poked his head out of the snow castle. After just two steps, he had to retreat back to the snow castle again. His tragic discovery was that his brothers were repeating his invention. The only difference was that he didn't give the horse a knife. He wanted to vomit, but he couldn't even vomit jaundice. He couldn't help but look down the mountain in the snow castle
Chapter completed!