After seeing this, Liu Ming was stunned again. Why did so many people suddenly appear here?

At this moment, there was another movement behind him. Liu Ming quickly turned around and looked, but saw that the companion who was stupid there was just now was knocked to the ground, like a stack of arhats, and many people appeared.

"You...who are you?" Liu Ming couldn't help but feel a little confused and asked stammeringly.

The people on the mountain had already slid down quickly at this time. When Liu Ming finished asking, they had already arrived on the beach. One of them, with a little Shaanxi accent, replied in a low but powerful manner: "Original Jiang Army."

This answer seemed to be a shock, not only shocking Liu Ming, but also the fake Tartars who were still struggling to survive stopped wailing.

Under the bright moonlight, he got closer a little closer. Liu Ming finally came to his senses. Seeing that these people seemed to be wearing the uniforms of Ming soldiers, he couldn't help but get excited immediately, his bodies were trembling slightly, with surprise and expectation, confirming again: "You... are the army of the court?"

Before these people could answer, among the fake Tartars lying on the beach, one of them endured the pain and said in a tone of no belief: "Impossible, the Dongjiang Army is dead, how could you hide until now! This is absolutely impossible!"

In his opinion, even the Dongjiang Army should be the remnants left after the previous encirclement and suppression. However, several years have passed, how did they survive without being discovered?

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered something and immediately said, "Your accents are not right. Who are you?"

In the past, most of the Dongjiang Army were from Liaodong Han people and other ethnic minorities persecuted by the Jianzhou Jurchens, and their accents were naturally from Liaodong. However, although the people in front of them could not tell where they were, in short, they were not the accents of Liaodong.

Liu Ming was also confused about this and felt it was impossible. Then he thought of a possibility, subconsciously hoped it was true, and quickly confirmed: "Jun... Jun Jun, you shouldn't... come from the other side of the sea, right?"

After asking this, before the person in front of him could answer, he heard the companion who was knocked down not far away, and was already excitedly answering: "Boats, many ships..."

Hearing this, Liu Ming and the fake Tartars were silent, or they were too surprised by the news, so their minds couldn't react for a while.

Seeing their way, the Ming army soldiers who had just spoken, said in a very confident tone: "Yes, we came from the other side of the sea. According to the emperor's will, we will rebuild Dongjiang Town and flatten Jianlu!"

As soon as he spoke, a few fake Tartars came to their senses. At this time, except for the first one, they were already dead, the remaining four were also seriously injured and dying.

At this time, they all stopped struggling, seemed to be getting better, and they started talking with blood.

"How could the court fight back? This is impossible!"

"Just relying on the incompetent court, I still want to win the Qing Dynasty, just dream!"

"To put it nicely, wait for despair, Liaodong belongs to the Qing Dynasty!"

“…”

Obviously, none of them believed what the Ming army soldier said just now was able to flatten Jianlu.

The Ming army soldier who was talking held a knife in his hand, approached the fake Tartars, condescendingly, and said coldly: "I heard you just now that you should have belonged to the Dongjiang Army before, right? I didn't say that I forgot my ancestors, but I also chased my own compatriots, and performed the cat and playing with mice, and enjoyed the abuse of compatriots. I will fulfill your wishes and see how your ancestors will greet you!"

Speaking of this, he stopped talking nonsense, raised his hands and fell, and ended up one. Then, he walked towards the next one...

"No, I don't want to die, I haven't enjoyed it yet...ah!"

Another one was borne out, and then headed to the next one.

"Wait for being abandoned by the court, you will definitely end up with us..."

Before he finished speaking, he slashed again and there was no sound. However, when the slash continued, the Ming army soldier also sent him a sentence: "No matter what the future is, I will never recognize the Tartars as my master!"

Then he walked towards the last one.

"Who are you? Tell... tell you, the court cannot defeat the Qing Dynasty, but it is an internal strife..."

Spitting blood and speaking intermittently, the Ming army soldier was impatient, raised the knife in his hand, and shouted coldly: "We are directly under the command of Governor Lu of Baoding. You should be worried about what happened after going to hell!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and fell again, and there was no movement.

At this time, a voice said with a smile: "Uncle Li, I found that you talked so much today!"

The man just talked about this person, wiped off the blood from the knife and was sheathed, and replied with a smile: "Dingguo, you don't know now. At least you have to show your name, you have to be a little imposing! "

After saying that, Li Guo approached Liu Ming, who was stupid there, and said to him with a smile: "You escaped from Lushun, tell me what the situation is there?"

Lu Xiangsheng was not on the ship that had arrived for the first time. Among the 1,000 people who arrived in advance, Li Guo temporarily served Qianhu and was responsible for seizing Lushun.

Liu Ming always felt that he was in a dream. When Li Guo talked to him, he came to his senses and knew that the imperial army had come. Naturally, there was no need to say the excitement in his heart. He would say whatever Li Guo asked. He would even add something to himself.

At this time, in a complete house in Lushun City, Ban Zhifu frowned and asked his subordinates: "Why haven't the escaped people been recovered yet?"

"Sir, those people will definitely not be able to escape." His subordinates immediately replied, "It's just that the tide is rising, and they probably can't come back unless they come over the mountains or wait until the tide recedes tomorrow."

Hearing this, Ban Zhifu stopped asking because he thought so too.

After a while, he told several other subordinates: "The escaped ones will be caught and hanged in public tomorrow. Then they should be more vigilant and should not be given a chance to escape. Otherwise, even if they are caught, they will be executed. There will be insufficient personnel and cannot be wasted!"

After hearing this, his men agreed immediately, but one of them hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, when you go back to Jinzhou to ask the prince for more food tomorrow, you should also ask for more food. Otherwise, you will be exhausted and starved every day. Could it be that we will still work next?"

"You talk too much, don't you know?" Ban Zhifu couldn't help but feel annoyed when he heard this, "The emperor has not given much supplies to the prince. The prince still thought that the navy was the big one, so he would definitely not give it too much. When I go back tomorrow, I will be as much as I can. Even if I let you work, I will definitely not starve you to death. At least now, it is much more comfortable than before!"

When I heard him say this, when I recalled that when I was a Ming army, I was like a beggar, and I didn’t say much.

However, this also evoked their memories, and they couldn't help but scold the Ming court, the Ming army, and everything about the Ming Dynasty!

In the city, there was a fire, and all the Han slaves were tied up with one foot, one by one, one by one, one by one. Whenever one was clearly ordered, as long as one of the ropes were found to be untied, everyone would be executed. Not only that, there were several times more fake Tartars guarding the nights around them than before.

The escape of Liu Ming and others has greatly increased the alert level here.

No one dared to resist all the Han slaves. Because those who resisted had long become corpses. However, if they did not resist, they would have no chance to escape now, so they had to wait for death.

Perhaps because Liu Ming and others escaped, the already numb Han slaves caused some trouble.

They lay next to the fire, thinking about the days before they were plundered, but they missed them so ordinary; thinking about the relatives they would never see again, even if they were usually noisy, they hoped to experience them again; thinking about not knowing when they would die here, lonely, numb, and despair...

Almost everyone is sad or shed tears silently.

In the next life, I would rather be reincarnated as a peaceful dog than be a person in troubled times!

The night gradually became deeper, and Lushun, which was originally quiet, became quieter. There were only waves, sea breeze blowing against the trees and the movement of the flag.

Everything seems to be no different, but when the sun rises the next day, the Han slaves will never wake up and be thrown into the sea, while others will be driven away by fake Tartars and start building a city for another day.

When the darkness before dawn came, it was the most sleepy time for the rotating Tartars. However, this also indicates that they will be able to rest soon.

On the top of the city, a fake Tartar was yawning and said a little hatefully: "Tomorrow I will see those people being hanged before going to bed. Damn, if it weren't for them, I would have been able to snatch a little while at night."

"That's right, many people are probably angry today, which makes everyone have to cheer up and watch the night." His companion nodded and said, "Those fugitives will definitely die miserably today!"

While he was talking, he saw the east horizon, which seemed to reveal a hint of whiteness, and then stretched again. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly seemed to see something in the corner of his eyes, so he turned his head and looked at it.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you're stunned.

"What's wrong?" His companion found something wrong, and asked while turning around to look at the direction of the sea.

I saw at least fifty ships hanging on the sea with Ming flags, and were sailing into Lushun Bay. The nearest ships were almost approaching the shore.

On the decks of those ships, teams of soldiers wearing Ming military uniforms were all ready. The neat military uniforms and the shining cold weapons made people feel frightened.

The two fake Tartars looked at the sea. After a while, their faces were still shocked, but they finally came to their senses. One of them shouted loudly in panic: "Enemy attack, enemy attack..."

The other person, with fear, shouted loudly: "The imperial government is here to kill, the imperial government is here to kill..."

In his heart, he finally regarded himself as a traitor, and the court in his mouth certainly refers to the Ming Dynasty.

In the quiet early morning, there were suddenly screams of ghosts and howlings, which immediately woke everyone in their sleep.

There was no war in a few years and no Ming army appeared in a few years, which made them a little unresponsive. After all, in their perception, only Ningjin's line can have Ming army in Liaodong.

"What's wrong? What are they shouting? It's so noisy!"

"What does the enemy attack mean? Is there someone else going to run away?"

"Haha, who had a nightmare, right? I thought it was still the past, and now we are also from the Qing Dynasty, and are you still afraid that the imperial army will come to fight?"

“…”

After all, there are some people who feel something is wrong after having a certain amount of time to buffer, so they rushed to the city wall to see the situation.

So, after a while, they also howled with ghosts and wolves.

"The Ming army is here, the Ming army is here!"

"So many Ming troops and many ships!"

“…”

Finally, all the fake Tartars were panicked. This time, they heard it clearly. There were so many Ming troops coming from the sea! Although they found it incredible, it seemed that it was right!

Ban Zhifu was also awakened. When he rushed to the top of the city, he felt a little cold when he heard his subordinates shouting. Because he understood that if it was the Ming army coming from across the sea, it would definitely not be just a small number of people!

Although he also couldn't understand why the incompetent Ming court sent a navy to land on the Liaodong Peninsula after so many years, he knew that the Ming army must not be allowed to land, otherwise, with the little force in his hands, he would definitely not be able to defend it.

I thought so, but when he rushed to the top of the city, he saw the Ming army's ships rushing to the shore directly, and the Ming army on the ship was jumping on the beach in groups, as if he was taking small flags as a unit and quickly attacking.

The soldiers were elite soldiers, well-equipped and covered by many archers. The charge was unstoppable and fierce, just like the fierceness of the masters of Jianlu. Suddenly, Ban Zhifu felt cold. He could see at a glance that he had no chance to fight at all!

Not to mention whether the military soldiers are elite or not, in terms of number, he only has about 500 people under his command, many of whom have stayed up late. And there are at least two or three thousand people on the sea, right?

Without saying a word, Ban Zhifu immediately jumped off the city wall and snatched his horse to the place of his war horse. It is important to escape first.

These fake Tartars of the former Dongjiang Army have always had little combat effectiveness! In the past, when they encountered Tartars, they also fled a lot. Now, after staying in a comfortable environment for a few years, how could they face difficulties and fight to the death in adversity!

The Han people guarded in the city sounded very chaotic because they couldn't see the situation. They were a little stupid. Only at this time did their numb faces show surprise.

Seeing the usually majestic fake Tartars, who didn't care about them at all and ran for their lives, they were confused. But just looking at them, they were a little at a loss.

It was not until the first Ming army soldier wearing a red mandarin duck battle robe that he climbed to the top of Lushun City and appeared in front of them.
Chapter completed!