Daming One Piece

Chapter 183 Going Behind the Enemy Lines (Happy New Year's Eve Everyone!)
escape!
Many people have escaped!
People fled every day. Those Jurchens who were usually very brave and murderous on the battlefield, faced the death brought by the plague, and when they were powerless, they all became cowards and chose to escape.

Since it is God's punishment, since it is God, they are not allowed to stay on the land of the Han people.Then leave here, return to Jianzhou, and return to the white mountains and black waters they are familiar with.

You can always escape this way, right?

Wei Qi, holding a torch in his hand, looked at his house with despair in his eyes. His son died, one after another in this plague, and his woman also died.Among the sons, only Oboi is left, but even so, there is only one breath left.

"Ama, I, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

Even though he was burning in a daze, Oboi still wanted to live.

"You can't die, you can't die, Ama will take you back to Jianzhou, back to the white mountains and black waters of your ancestors, and when you get there, your illness will be cured..."

Wei Qi yelled loudly, he didn't know why he didn't get smallpox, but in his opinion, so many people got smallpox, it must be because of God's punishment.

Returning to the white mountains and black waters of our ancestors, the disease will naturally heal!

I don't know who told the story, but no one believed it at the beginning, but faced with the situation of extinction, some people would rather believe it, Wei Qi is the same.

"Master, let the slave go, let the slave go..."

Inside the closed courtyard door, those Han people Aha kept crying, they begged the master to show mercy and let them live, but Wei Qi still threw the torch on the firewood as if he hadn't heard it, and the fire was very violent. Soon his house was set ablaze, and in the flames, the Han Chinese Ahas screamed.

But Wei Qi just watched all this without blinking his eyes. Hearing the screams of those people, he secretly prayed in his heart.

"God, look, I burned all these Han people as tribute to you. You bless us to return to Baishan Heishui, and bless our son to survive..."

Now that they are leaving, these Han people are useless, let's kill them... The same scene is happening everywhere!

In the raging fire, Wei Qi drove a carriage, took his seriously ill son, and walked north along the dilapidated and official roads, toward the ruins of Sanwanwei. It is Jianzhou, and it is the white mountains and black waters where they have lived for generations...

One after another the carriages drove away from the flag villages. Behind them, columns of smoke rose. The flag villages were burned down by them, and an unknown number of Han people were buried in the sea of ​​flames.

No one cared about the lives of these Han people. For the Jurchens, these Han people Aha were just slaves, just talking animals. Now, since there is no need to farm the land, there is no need to keep them alive.

death!

In the face of this unprecedented plague, everyone has made their choice, some chose to flee, and some died at home.

Of course, it is impossible for the Ming army in the direction of Ningyuan to not have noticed the movement in Houjin, but they did not know what happened there. What, no one knows, after all, there is the hinterland of Jianu.

The sky gradually brightened, and a thin morning sun slowly rose from the distant horizon.Creatures on the vast Liaohe Plain are beginning to wake up. Birds are singing in the distant forest, and insects are singing in the grass. Once upon a time, this was a farmland stretching as far as the eye can see, but now it is a dense wasteland, with weeds as deep as half a person. There will always be wild horses, herds of deer running around, and of course wolves.

In the misty forest, several horses were grazing freely, and beside a bonfire not far away, two people sat there quietly, with only a child's slap behind their bald heads The big hair was tied into a small braid as thin as a rat's tail.

They just sat quietly in the grass, and one of the young people looked at the red sun jumping from the sky in the distance, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Zhuzi, what are you thinking?"

Fang Cunzhi asked.

Zhu Zi looked back at Fang Cunzhi and replied.

"Brother Fang, tell me, after the plague of Jiannu, how many people are left alive?"

"I don't know how many living people are left, but with Sheng Jing's ghostly appearance, now that the officers and soldiers are attacking, I dare say that there are not many who can raise their guns!"

Fang Cunzhi said with a smile on his face.

"God bless, this time there was such a plague in Jiannu. I heard that even the old chieftain was also infected with the plague. Ten rooms and nine empty houses. This time there is no need for the officers and soldiers to fight. They will be finished by themselves. We just need to put Bringing this news to Ningyuan City is a great achievement!"

"That's right, not only the old chief was infected with the plague, but also the Jian slaves in those Qizhuang villages were frightened, and they all fled north without leaving their homes and jobs!"

The two of them are Jinyiwei lurking in Shengjing City. They have been collecting information there for many years. Many people died in this epidemic, but they escaped from Shengjing. Walking in the night, move forward cautiously.Along the way, they found that many Jiannu had fled. They were naturally very surprised by all this, but they were more happy. This was the first time that they saw hope, the hope of regaining Liaodong.

"Hmph, ten rooms and nine empties, so many people are infected with the plague, when the army fights over, those Jianzhou tartars want to defend Liaodong, it is tantamount to a dream."

Fang Cunzhi stood beside him and said with a smile.

"Brother, do you think we can go home when the time comes..."

Suddenly, the young man was stunned, and unconcealable pain burst out from those eyes full of longing. Going home, what is left at home?
Maybe the house is still there, but what about the people?
My father died, and my mother died too. As for the brothers and sisters, after they were plundered by Jiannu and became slaves, they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.Even the ancestral graves have been flattened by the wind and rain these days, and even if they go back, they may not be found.

Home...is there again!
"Hey, the pillar..."

He opened his mouth, but Fang Cunzhi couldn't speak. He just viciously picked up a piece of barbecue from the fire, and ate it with big mouthfuls. When he was biting the meat, his eyes burst out with unconcealable hatred.

"Come on, it's only 100 miles away from Ningyuan at most. Let's hurry up and try to bring the letter today so that the supervisor can lead the army to recover Liaodong as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, the two jumped on their horses and hurried towards the west...

(End of this chapter)