Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

The hooves sounded again.

Three hours later, the pursuers of the Qing army caught up.

Although Zhu Wangli and others changed their mounts from the Qing army and dressed as lightly as possible, the roads in winter were hard and the hoofs of the horses were worn to varying degrees after running fast.

At the same time, there are a few shallow rivers that are not frozen and need to be detoured. Moreover, there are a lot of Qing army wanderers, who are almost blocked on the road, so we must be more careful.

While escaping, Zhu Wangli's heart kept sinking. [

The Qing army can carry a large number of horses in pursuit, and get the assistance of friendly troops as much as possible, and they control the battlefield without any scruples.

My own side clearly has friendly troops patrolling at several rendezvous points, or in other words, according to regulations and prior agreements, there should be.

But galloping all the way, it was the shadow of a floating mountain knight who didn't look at it.

This shows that all the points were removed or driven away by the Qing army.

The situation is of course very bad.

After hearing the sound of horseshoes, the six people kept on their way, beating the horse desperately, pinching the horse's soft belly with spurs... This kind of method is only used in the most critical moment. After such a use, it must be useless... But even so, the pursuit of the enemy cavalry has not stopped, and the sound of horseshoes is getting closer.

Everyone packed as lightly as possible. Except for the decapitated heads scattered and hung on each horse, other things, including water bags, dry food bags, fixed gunpowder, small throwing weapons such as throwing guns and throwing axes... These things, almost Lost everything!

Even the helmets on the heads of the six people were lost, and each of them was only covered with a turban. With their heads bare, they were running wildly against the wind in the cold wind.

At the last moment, even the mercury armor used by the best white armored soldiers captured was discarded, but they were still wearing cotton armor, with a few ugly heads with pigtails hanging on the side of the horse, and a long knife or It is an iron spear, apart from this, there is nothing left.

"Boss, or else go back and fight them."

There was not only the sound of horseshoes behind him, but also the voices of people. The Tatar soldiers behind were yelling and shouting non-stop. Although they were speaking in Tartar language, everyone could hear the threatening and cursing tone.

Running like this, at most one to two minutes of effort, will definitely be overtaken!

At this time, there is still a small thirty miles away from Jinan.

Villages are getting denser.The Mercedes-Benz road is not those small trails or small roads connecting towns and villages, but a thoroughfare that can accommodate several large cars in parallel. On both sides of the eyes, there are constantly passing village houses.

But nothing.

The village is deserted and uninhabited. Even if you see people by chance, the corpses of the Han people who were killed by the Mongols or the Jurchens are left there.

The people within a radius of tens of miles either took refuge in Jinan or nearby counties, or were killed.Everywhere is silent, the usual prosperity has become a dream of yesterday.

"Damn Tartar!" Zhu Wangli still felt heartbroken as he galloped on the horse, and cursed bitterly.

Before sneaking into the southwest direction, Zhu Wangli and others sneaked across the village before dawn and after dark at night, not daring to take a closer look. [

It was broad daylight at this time, and you could clearly see the tragic scene in front of you.