Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Brothers and sisters have seen their rewards and support, Sir, thank you! ! !

　　 If Dafengtui is the east wind, then you are the sails. Without you, the warehouse ship could not move forward! ! !

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　　 The wind blew, Fang Xing smelled the smell of gunpowder and blood, wrapped the cotton robe tightly, sneezed and said, "Li Manzhu said that he is the inner responder?"

Li Manzhu carried the head of Brother Meng Timur, and knelt in front of Fang Xing with a happy face, and said, "Uncle, tonight Meng Brother Timur came and attacked the camp, and finally killed him. If you get the head of this thief, please accept it!"

　　 Fang Xing rubbed his sore nose, "But Ben Bo doesn't need a human to test his skills!"

　　 What a joke, Daming’s Xinghe Bo actually needs a head to prove his feats, so speaking out will really make others laugh.

　　 Li Manzhu's joy was stagnant, and he said snarly: "Uncle, if you knew it, the officer would catch this thief and offer him a prisoner of Jinling."

　　 Before presenting the prisoners and the king, this is the highest honor of the military commander.

After speaking, Li Manzhu found that Fang Xing was just looking at him coldly, and he smiled and said, "Uncle, how about going to get the thief's family to be captured? Meng Brother Timur has a family member at home. My daughter, she is born so that the fish in the water can't go away, the birds in the sky stop for it, and the official will send her here."

　　 Before Li Manzhu turned around, he heard Fang Xing's emotionless voice.

　　 "Go, go far, never come back here again."

　　 As soon as his body stiffened, Li Manzhu immediately turned around and kowtowed, "Thank you, uncle, for not killing. The younger one will go."

　　 Li Manzhu took away three horses, as well as dry food and a lot of money, and then disappeared into the night with Borda.

　　 Wang He has been a little angry recently. While squeezing the pustules in the corner of his mouth in pain, he hissed and asked, "Uncle Xinghe, why did you let this villain go?"

　　 Wang He likes to listen to books, especially when he hears those plots of loyalty to serve the country and unparalleled loyalty, tears are always in his eyes.

　　 So he felt that Fang Xing should cut off the head of Li Man's residence to warn the aliens around him.

　　 Fang Xing saw that Lin Qun'an had already circled Jianzhouwei's people, and said lightly: "The night of Nuer Gandusi will devour those who are not friendly to Daming."

　　 "Li Man lived in fear of crime and absconded, don't you wait to kneel down and wait for death?!"

　　 "Kneel down and don't kill!"

　　 "Isn't the lord saying that we are the internal response? Why do you want to...Ouch!"

After listening to the translation, Lin Qun'an said coldly: "What is the answer? Li Manzhu was the mastermind. When he saw that the situation was wrong, he killed the strong brother Timur and killed him. Now this thief has escaped. If you wait for yourself, there is still a way out! "

The situation is set, Fang Xing yawned and said: "It depends on the result of Fang Wu. I will find out all the leaders among the captives later and use them as coolies. That's it, I Go to sleep for a while."

　　 After several battles, this level of night attack has long been unable to excite Fang Xing. He lay in his sleeping bag, closed his eyes, and gradually entered that bizarre dream.

　　 A middle-aged man was trapped in a wooden house, staring blankly at his entourage being called out in the name of drinking curse water.

　　 "Uh!" There was a muffled grunt outside the door, and everyone's bodies trembled.

　　 "Your Majesty, the minister will go first!"

　　 One by one, no one kneels down, please come down.

　　 Some people kowtow to him before they go out, and some people yell before they go out, and then they are hunted down one by one by the Burmese outside the door.

　　 "Your Majesty, you shouldn't regret it! Sun is expected to not rely on it, you should listen to King Jin back then!"

　　 "Your Majesty, the minister is gone! Please don't humiliate your blood, and be generous..."

　　 The last courtier was arrested and killed. The man sat blankly, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

　　……

　　 Mengge Timur's eldest son Agu packed up his clothes, and according to Mengge Timur's arrangement, if he was defeated, he would flee to the Tatars with his family.

　　 used to be enemies, but now they have a common enemy, it is not impossible to cooperate.

　　 There were family members and guards in the house, and Agu fidgeted and counted the time. When the appointed time was missed and there was still no one to report, his lips squirmed.

"let's go!"

　　 The five guards are the best warriors in the entire left-back. With them, Agu believes that the family will reach the destination safely.

　　 "We will make a comeback, and we will come back again. At that time, Mingren will be the lamb to be slaughtered in our hands. Let's go!"

　　 The five guards opened the door first and went out.

　　 "Volley!"

　　 "Boom boom boom boom!"

　　 After the gunshots, the women and children stumbled back, screaming, looking around, trying to find a place to hide from that terrible weapon.

　　 There are still people groaning/groaning outside the door, besides, there is no other sound.

　　 Agu tremblingly asked, "Who is outside the door?"

　　 There was still silence outside the door, and when the atmosphere in the room was almost frozen, a cold voice came.

　　 "I am Da Mingxing and Bojia Ding Fangwu, the people inside, discard their weapons, and come out one by one!"

　　 Agu fell softly to the ground, tremblingly: "You...you go out first!"

　　 The fierce Jurchen in the past, but now they come out one by one very cleverly.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Fang Wu pulled out the bayonet, and said solemnly: "Next!"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 When only Agu was left inside, he didn't want to go out anyway.

　　……

　　 The middle-aged man yelled in a panic. He tightly grasped the armrest of the chair, unwilling to let go.

　　 A dark Burmese official frowned and said, "Give him along with the chair to that Ming Ren traitor."

　　 The middle-aged man was lifted up with the chair. He cried and cried, but he still couldn't stop these vassal state ministers who once enshrined Daming.

When he saw the military camp, the middle-aged man couldn't help crying, and his voice alarmed the burly man waiting outside the camp~www.NovelMTL.com~Wu Sangui, your family has been favored by the country, and you are willing to be an accomplice to the Tartars. , You must die! "

　　 The man holds a bow in his hand. The bow is very large and the bowstring is very thick. It cannot be used by those who are not powerful.

　　 Watching the man striding forward, the middle-aged man couldn't help crawling back on the ground with his hands and feet together. But the footsteps behind him were heavy, and the cold bowstring was wrapped around his neck.

　　 The man looked up at the sky and laughed at himself: "Are the descendants of the Zhu family also degenerate? You really lost the face of your ancestors. Can you still say something?"

When his death was approaching, the middle-aged man forgot his fear. He grabbed the bowstring on his neck with both hands and hissed: "Wu Sangui, Hu people have no luck for a hundred years. People spurned!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

　　 The man laughed long and gasped: "This world is like this, where the benefits are, and the hearts of the people are not old. As long as there are benefits, I will be a hero from now on!"

　　 The bowstring gradually tightened, and the gurgling sound rang in his throat, and the middle-aged man's eyes gradually dimmed.

　　 The only star in the sky was concealed in the dark clouds. Looking at the Shenzhou, the lights gradually went out.

　　Darkness descended on this ancient land...

　　 Destiny, abandoning those who are industrious and ignorant.......

　　 The man put down his long bow, turned and knelt toward the north: "The minister Wu Sangui strangling the remnants of the Zhu family is here, long live my Qing Dynasty, long live, long live..."