king of war

Chapter 71 Who else!
【Li Yuanfang lv.4】

[Physical: 25]

[Sensitivity: 28]

【Spirit: 25】

Li Yuanfang's upgrade actually increased his attributes by 27 points, which means that each level of his individual attribute is +3, no wonder it costs 1000 glory points for each upgrade.

In the end, Qin Rongshuai also raised the Amazon female warrior to level 5, increased the three-dimensional to 22, 18, and 19, and added a shield technique, which can put an energy shield on herself to resist damage.

Looking at the data of his subordinates, Qin Rongshuai felt refreshed. After eating something, he jumped on his horse and walked slowly eastward.

It was already September at this time, and there was a cool breeze blowing on the grassland, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, the green grass was rippling, and I was extremely relaxed and happy in my heart.

In front of you is already the land of Horqin, which is a little different from the grassland scenery, with continuous rivers and forests, a fertile land with thousands of miles of fertile land, where all kinds of plants grow luxuriantly.

The dense forest is full of full and ripe fruits, and the people around are constantly picking them, but the fruits picked are just a drop in the ocean.

The river in the forest was almost full of fish. I picked up a huge white fish, weighing seven or eight kilograms, flopping back and forth.

Qin Rongshuai casually pushed away a roe deer that was approaching. This guy didn't seem to have seen anyone much, and he was a little silly.

Beating roe deer with a ladle to scoop fish with sticks seems to be true at all.

It's a really nice place, but it's a pity that it's a bit cold in winter.

Qin Rongshuai continued to move forward, and after crossing the forest, he saw the road opened by the Nuer Gandu Siwei Office, and the number of people gradually increased.

There are not only Horqin herdsmen, Jurchens, and Saurons here, but you can also see some Han people from time to time.

These are all those who were oppressed in the Ming Dynasty and could not survive. Some have been here for more than ten years, and some have come here in recent years, struggling to survive in the local area.

After following these people for a few miles, they saw a city surrounded by wooden fences, not too big, with a radius of four or five miles, the same as a small county town in the Ming Dynasty.

Inside the wooden fence are pieces of pure white tents, and a large number of furs are drying in the open space next to them. Sheepskin, deerskin, cowhide, wolf skin, fox skin, and even mink skin are all piled casually on the open space.

These valuable furs in the interior are just randomly placed in this way, the number is innumerable, and some furs have been bitten by insects, so they will be thrown aside and thrown away.

Fur, ginseng, and pearls are all special products of Liaodong. The local people exchanged these for salt, tea and ironware in the pass. These are the necessities of life of the local people, so this trade channel has long existed.

Qin Rongshuai is not disgusted with this. This kind of trade exchange is not good or bad.

But Jianlu was different. Most of the materials in their hands were plundered. They searched for gold and silver trophies in Liaodong, and then handed them over to smugglers represented by Fan Yongdou for sale, and then exchanged them for strategic materials such as grain and iron ingots.

Everything was a smuggling trade for the sake of war. Not only that, Fan Yongdou also sold a large number of Ming Dynasty secrets to collect intelligence for Jianlu.

Therefore, Qin Rongshuai must kill him, and cut off his head in front of everyone in front of the two armies, and then triggered a war between the two armies.

The cavalry charged, and under the hooves of thousands of horses, Fan Yongdou's body was trampled into a pulp, and there was really no place to bury him.

This is a warning to those who are traitors for money.

Being a traitor will not end well.

Qin Rongshuai led his horse and leisurely looked around at the scenery while walking towards the city. He planned to take a rest here and buy some lambs to roast and eat.

At the same time as playing the tooth-beating festival for my subordinates, I also did some team building work. After all, I haven't let them out for a long time to breathe.

When he was thinking about buying a few sheep, a group of people came in front of him, each with shiny bald heads, three-quarters of the hair on the top of the head was shaved off, only a handful of thin braids on the back of the head.

This is the standard Jurchen hairstyle, money rattail, very ugly.

These people wore thick arrow robes and carried bows and sabers with them. They all looked unfriendly, with cruel coldness in their eyes. Whether they were grassland herdsmen or Han people in Liaodong, they all seemed to be looking at prey to be slaughtered.

The leader was a tall man with broad shoulders, thick calluses on his hands, and a bow-legged walk. He looked like he was skilled in bow and horse.

He yelled at his subordinates loudly in Manchu, "The master is coming soon, we slaves have to be smart and clean up the details for the master."

"Hey!" The others quickly agreed.

"Master Etuhun, I heard that not only the Great Khan is here this time, but the Second Beile and the Eight Beile are also here?" A person next to him asked with a flattering expression, "What on earth is going on? The Labor Khan and the Two Beile are here together. , you are well-informed, please tell everyone."

"Master has something important to do when he comes out this time. What are you asking for?" Etuhun narrowed his eyes and said with a proud expression on his face, pretending to be reserved, "Actually, it's not a big deal. There's a slave named Fan from the south. Hasn't he been transporting food to us? This time he was robbed, so he had no choice but to ask the master to come out..."

As Ertuhun was talking, he suddenly stopped, fixed his eyes on Qin Rongshuai, and shouted, "Hey, stop!"

Etuhun yelled twice in Manchu and then Mongolian. Seeing that Qin Rongshuai didn't respond, he pulled out his knife with a cold expression, and said in blunt Liaodong Han, "Who are you?"

Qin Rongshuai originally didn't want to cause more trouble, and wanted to avoid these people so that he could continue to think about the roast sheep, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly follow him.

Until the other party pulled out the knife, Qin Rongshuai hadn't realized where he was showing his secrets.

Although Qin Rongshuai was wearing a herdsman's torn leather jacket, he was tall and handsome, with an elegant demeanor that couldn't be blocked by a beard stubble. Standing in the crowd, he was as dazzling as a firefly in the dark night.

The other party was used to being domineering. Seeing that Qin Rongshuai didn't speak, he strode up with a knife in his hands and a grim smile on his face, and then flew back at an extremely fast speed.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't see what happened at all. They just felt a black shadow flying past.

The Jurchens turned their heads and saw that Etu was lying in a collapsed tent, dying and unable to speak.

The few remaining Jurchens were furious immediately, and they drew out their knives and were about to pounce on them.

Then there were two more "slaps", and the two Jurchens were kicked away and hit the ground on one side hard, without moving.

The rest of the people were stunned, they only felt that their crotch was a little cold, and they couldn't hold the knife steadily in their hands. They were trembling around Qin Rongshuai, but no one dared to charge up again.

One of them felt that this seemed to be a loss of face, so he threatened: "Our Great Khan will arrive soon with an army of [-]. If you don't hurry up and capture us, I, I, I... I'm warning you, don't come here!"

warn me?
Qin Rongshuai smiled contemptuously, I am often warned by the FBI, do you think I am afraid?
A cold light flashed, Qin Rongshuai pulled out his long knife and rushed over, chopping melons and vegetables, chopping the Jurchen to the ground, and then cut off his head.

This is all military merit.

The people around were all dumbfounded, staring blankly at the bloody scene. After a long time, someone suddenly shouted, "Run!"

In an instant, the quiet city just now seemed to explode. The herdsmen packed up their things at random, mounted their horses and ran away.

Looking at this chaotic scene, Qin Rongshuai felt a little strange, I killed the Jurchen, why are you running away?

This is an old Han man with gray hair, with a dejected expression on his face, "Young man, hurry up, those Jianzhou Jurchens will come back to take revenge, run away, the farther you can run, the better."

At this time, a group of people suddenly appeared from the side and surrounded Qin Rongshuai. "No, he can't leave. He killed the Jurchens. Those Jurchens will take revenge on us."

"If he runs away, Jianzhou Jurchen will definitely wash the entire pasture with blood, and we can't let him go."

"catch him!"

"catch him!"

Qin Rong was stunned, and it took him a while to recover, and sneered: "I dare to kill the Jurchens, but don't I dare to kill you?"

The people around were so frightened that Qi Qi took a few steps back, and then one of them shouted in the crowd, "What are you afraid of, he is alone! Catch him, and you must give Jurchen an explanation!"

The handsome Qin Rong smiled back and glared at him. He saw the shouting people in the crowd hurriedly lowered their heads and tried to hide away.

"Come here for me!"

Giving him no chance, Qin Rongshuai pushed everyone away, grabbed the man by the collar and picked him up, "What did you shout just now?"

The man was immediately frightened and shouted, "Hero, spare your life!"

"Now do you think of calling me a hero?!" Qin Rongshuai snorted coldly, "It's too late."

Then, he shook his hand and threw the person in his hand out. A large living person directly jumped over the crowd and fell heavily on the open space.

"Who else?!" Qin Rongshuai glanced at the audience.

Everyone was silent.

(Thank you for your rewards and monthly tickets. I haven’t noticed the writer’s assistant recently. I’ll make a list tomorrow and thank you one by one.)

(End of this chapter)