Four elder brothers take the script of salted fish

Either choice is bad for a group.

If you walk from the front, you will face the terrible consequences of being discovered through the position-now that firearms are becoming more and more popular, even Yinzhen can't guarantee the fatality of being shot.

And go from behind.

What are you kidding?Even by looking at the expressions of all the guards present, no one wanted to walk the snow mountain again.

It was their luck and God's blessing to come out this time.As for the next time?You can pull it down!No one can believe that such luck has a second chance.

There was silence in the cave.

Soon almost everyone's eyes turned to Yinzhen, and silently handed over the decision to the fourth elder brother.

Yinzhen pondered for a moment.

A spirit flashed across his mind, and Yinzhen's expression was weird for a moment.Immediately afterwards, starlight bloomed in his eyes: "In this case, let's go another way."

And...is there a third way?

There was a trace of confusion and hesitation in the eyes of everyone present, and the next second, the decisive words of the fourth elder brother sounded in their ears: "Let's go to the depths of the Raksha country, take a good look around the Raksha country, and wait for the cessation of war." go back."

Fucha Mawu: ...

He almost didn't jump up directly, so Fucha Mawu's expression was extremely ugly: "Si elder brother, this is absolutely impossible!"

Yinzhen was confident, but calmed down.

He glanced at Fucha Mawu lightly, and asked with a smile: "Why not? Now that there are many wars in the Raksha Kingdom, and there are officers and soldiers killed and supplies stolen in the garrison, if we go there at this moment, we will be sent to our door to be beaten. Don't say you want to go back." In the Qing Dynasty, just relying on our few people, I am afraid that not all of us will have to be buried here."

"And these tribes..."

"Instead of sending us all the way back to the Qing Dynasty, it would be better to kill us and blame the Raksha Kingdom, so that the Qing Dynasty and the Raksha Kingdom can fight again?" Yinzhen asked rhetorically.These small tribes are not good stuff either, they mostly used the Raksha Kingdom and the Great Qing War to harass both sides, invade the common people and rob property—to put it nicely, they are tribes, but at worst, they are just a group of bandits.

As a third party who suddenly appeared, Yinzhen knew the difficulty of surviving on the battlefield because they were weak and weak.

Fucha Mawu fell silent for a while.

Yinzhen added in a timely manner: "What's worse, if the Qing Dynasty finds out that we are missing and searches for us, what will happen if you say that the Luocha Kingdom and these tribes notice? Can we really escape their pursuit?"

I am too conspicuous.

Their hairstyles are also too conspicuous, and Yinzhen is almost sure that if Luocha Kingdom gets the news, they will be hunted down one after another.

Fucha Mawu looked solemn.

He thought about it, but is there a better way now?No!

Faced with this situation, Fucha Mawu could only grit his teeth and respond.He made a final decision: "The slave will follow Si elder brother's orders."

Fucha Mawu took the lead, and the rest of the guards did not hesitate any longer.

Everyone responded in unison, and the first thing Yinzhen ordered was to shave the Raksha people's hair and search for their belongings.

Fucha Mawu: ...

Guards: ...

Someone couldn't help whispering: "Would this insult to the corpse..."

Fucha Mawu glanced coldly at the guards: "How can you be indecisive on the battlefield? The hair and attire of the Raksha people are very different from ours in the Qing Dynasty. Clothes can be changed, but hairstyles are hard to change. Want to wait If our hair becomes like that, I'm afraid we have to wait a year."

The guard who spoke did not dare to speak.

A group of people quietly left the cave under the cover of night and arrived at the station.

Except for the crackling of burning torches, there was no sound in the entire camp.The two guards pushed open the door vigorously, and what was revealed in front of everyone was a scene of corpses strewn all over the field—most of the guards had never experienced war, and their faces were all shocked, and some even turned pale with fright face, covered his mouth and was about to vomit.

Yinzhen stepped inside without paying attention.

He looked around at the corpses scattered all over the place, and his gaze stayed for a moment on two corpses that had obviously died after being tortured.

Yin Zhen looked away calmly.

The calm and composed performance made the guards blushed. They bit their lower lip tightly and followed them into the garrison step by step with a stern face.

Fucha Mawu stared at the fourth elder brother in amazement.

I have to say that the performance of the fourth brother along the way has refreshed the impression in his heart time and time again, and now one more thing has been added: bravery.As the leader of the team, if the fourth elder brother showed timidity at the moment, it would be difficult to lead the team later. Before that, Fucha Mawu was a little worried.

It's a pity that what Fucha Mawu didn't know was that everything in front of him was just a small case for Yinzhen, and he even felt a little bit disgusted by Fucha Mawu and others' actions were too rough, blood was everywhere, even where they stood nothing.

Yinzhen waited for everyone to come in before giving orders.

Those in charge of climbing the tower to observe the surrounding situation, those in charge of dragging the corpse to the center to shave their heads, and those who wash, dry, comb and make the shaved hair further, and those who collect Raksha coins, dry food and military equipment, and jackets Cloaks and other living utensils...

The guards dispersed and started to get busy.

Yinzhen chose to open the resident rooms one by one to have a look.

Here is the kitchen, here is the bathroom, here is the Datong shop... Soon he found the most spacious and comfortable room: this may be the place where the head of the station lives, with soft beds, fluffy goose down quilts and There are pillows, brand new clothes in the closet, and a small box of cigars and a small bottle of vodka in the drawer-no one drinks this kind of wine these days, but they use it as a medicine for scrubbing wounds and relieving pain.

Finally Yinzhen saw what he was looking for on the desk.

On the table are inkwells, quills, and paper.Yinzhen's eyes lit up, he pulled out his chair and hurriedly wrote a letter at his desk - even if Kangxi, Er Niang and others could be notified from the space of the Lord God, but there are still De Er Niang and Sixth Brother!

Just like now.

Kangxi, who was far away in the capital, rushed into the main god space as soon as he fell asleep, and asked Queen Renxiao with a serious face: [Where is Yinzhen?Has he been in recently? ]

Empress Renxiao was taken aback by Kangxi's nervous appearance.

She recovered quickly and replied: [I seem to be a bit busy recently, and I haven't seen him for almost a month. ]

Almost a month?

Kangxi's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't hide the worry on his face.Empress Renxiao saw his anxiety, and hurriedly asked: [Could it be that something happened to Yinzhen?Don't worry, the emperor, if something happens to Yinzhen, the entire main god space will collapse, but now it's fine here. ]

Hearing that Kangxi's expression improved slightly.

He looked around - among other things, at least the main god space looked normal now.

Yinzhen was busy writing letters.

After finishing writing, he tied the letter to the Falcon's feet, with a worried look on his face.Whether the little Saker can travel long distances is still a question, and Yinzhen didn't expect it to fly to the capital. If it could fly to Ulan Butong... would it be good?

Yinzhen walked up to the tower with the falcon in his arms.

He rubbed the falcon's little head and patted its little butt: "Let's go!"

The chirping of the falcon was melodious.

It spread its wings without much hesitation, soared into the sky, and quickly disappeared from Yinzhen's eyes.

Yinzhen withdrew his gaze and turned to the station.

The guards who were busy in the center of the station were already sweating from the heat, and the corpses were piled up in the center to form a hill waiting to be burned.

Thanks to the fact that the wigs are not difficult to make, and there are still many Tatars in the Raksha Kingdom—that is, Mongolians who can be used as objects of disguise, the forgery project is being completed quickly.When the search was over, only the final craftsmanship remained. Yinzhen also ordered the guards to rest in different shifts to ensure that they would be energetic the next day.

And Yinzhen ran into Kangxi when he fell asleep and sneaked into the space of the main god.

Seeing the lively Yinzhen appearing in front of his eyes, the big stone in Kangxi's heart finally fell to the ground with a bang.He strode forward and hugged his son tightly, it was hard to describe his feelings when he saw the letter - if something happened to Yinzhen, Kangxi would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

After finally calming down, Kangxi eagerly asked the question: [Where are you now? ]

Yinzhen: ... Ah this.

He scratched his head with a sneer: [We got lost, and now we have come to a place called Kansk. ]

Kangxi didn't even know where this place was.

Seeming to see his doubts, Yinzhen soon added another sentence: [It is um... um... the back of the Nerchinsk army. ]

Needless to say the specific location.

Just hearing this, Kangxi's expression froze.

Kangxi slowly fell into deep thought.

It took him a long time to cover his forehead, and asked angrily: [What the hell is going on? ]

Yinzhen was also quite wronged, it really wasn't on purpose!

He hurriedly explained the ins and outs of the future.Hearing that Yinzhen and his party encountered a blizzard, and then lost their way due to the long-lasting blizzard, they were supposed to head northeast, but instead headed northwest, Kangxi's temples jumped suddenly, and suddenly I don't know what to say.

Kangxi took a deep breath and exhaled.

After finally suppressing the anger in his stomach, he stared at Yinzhen: [You suddenly ran to the Raksha Kingdom like this, your mother... what should I do? ]

Yinzhen: [The son-in-law has sent Saker Falcon to deliver the letter. ]

After a pause, he added hesitantly: [Er Chen thinks Saker should be able to find it... right?At least it can be found in the Palace of Prince Horqin Darhan. ]

Kangxi hesitated to speak.

It's just that now, what's the use of saying anything else in the face of Yinzhen's dangerous situation?Whether it is going to the Raksha Kingdom or finding a way to return to the country, Kangxi now has only one request: [You must return safely. ]

Yinzhen smiled slightly.

He showed a bright smile and patted his chest lightly: [Don't worry, Khan Ama.Not only the children, all of us will come back. ]

Kangxi didn't have a good look at this group of guards who went the wrong way and took their son away.He snorted coldly and stretched his face: [The most important thing is yourself. ]

Yinzhen didn't object either.

He nodded obediently: [My son knows it. ]

After appeasing Khan Ama, it was time for Yinzhen to wake up.

He stretched a lot, pushed open the window of the house, and what appeared in front of Yinzhen was a round of red sun jumping over the horizon.

Yinzhen took a deep breath of fresh air.

Just at this moment Su Peisheng also knocked on the door: "Master."

Yinzhen: "Come in."

Su Peisheng solemnly pushed the door open and entered, whispering: "Master, Fucha's guards report that everything is ready."

Yinzhen nodded.

He patted his face with warm water, hurriedly wrapped in a thick cotton coat and left the bedroom.The chariots and horses outside are already ready. Dry food, ingredients, and all kinds of supplies that can be taken away are firmly packed into the carriage, and a lot of hay and charcoal are piled on the corpses piled up in the yard. The fire is absolutely out of control.

After Yinzhen stepped into the carriage, Fucha's guards set people on fire.

The place was already dry, but when the fire was ignited, a strong wind happened to blow up. The fire took advantage of the wind and the garrison was surrounded by raging fire in the blink of an eye.

When leaving, Fucha's guards did not forget to ask people to clean up the traces of the car tracks. When the rescue officers and soldiers from the Raksha Kingdom arrived, the garrison had been burned to nothing, and there were no bones left.

The Raksha people had no doubts, and directly turned their targets to the small tribe.

As for the small tribes, although they were murmuring in their hearts, they felt that not acknowledging it would be more like a show of softness. They also agreed and fought with the Raksha Kingdom again.

The war started again.

As for Yinzhen and his party all the way to the west, they gradually discovered scattered villages.

Soon a small town appeared before their eyes.

Uneasy, they entered it by car—there were many strange people in Raksha Kingdom, and Yinzhen with black hair and black eyes did not attract the attention of the soldiers.

Passing through the towering city gate, everything in front of you suddenly becomes clear.

Buildings mainly in light yellow and brown stand on both sides of the street. During the period, there are many vendors selling fruit, bread and toys. Men, women and children in cotton and linen clothes walk shoulder to shoulder on the street, arguing, laughing and bargaining. And the cries to solicit business one after another.If it weren't for the fact that the buildings were so different from those in the Qing Dynasty, Yinzhen and his party would have thought they had returned to the capital.

They stood there in a daze for a long time.

Listening to the Raksha language in their ears and looking at the unfamiliar faces around them, everyone truly felt at this moment that they were in a foreign country.