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Chapter 122 Fire, Fire, Fire!

"Master, don't worry. I must have ordered." Niu Lu Zhangjing in front of Shang Anfu was naked, with his clothes open, and only a single knife was hanging around his waist. But under the scorching sun, he was still sweating with his chest exposed and his breasts were exposed.

The sweat on his head flowed down his cheeks into a river.

This wheat harvest is really hard.

"Well, you should also take a little leisurely, don't get caught in the heat. Work hard for a few more days. After this period, we will go to the south to have fun." Shang Anfu just wandered around and walked around, and it was already very hot. Like Niu Lu Zhangjing in front of him, that was even harder.

Because the food harvested is not only from the court, but also from their Niulu. When the court allocates food, of course he has to deliver the food, but what he saves is the entire Niulu.

If there is more left, Niulu can eat enough food. If there is less left, it will be too rare or uncommon for people to starve to death in Niulu, or some of them to starve to death.

At the beginning, Liaodong was short of food, and there was still a price of one dou of grain and two taels of silver in Shengjing City, which starved people to death, especially those who starved to death. This was normal.

But no matter how damn Ah Ha is, he is also wealth and his master's property. Without Ah Ha to work, the work in the fields is all driven by the Eight Banners, so how can they have time to fight? Ah Ha is also worried if he starves to death.

Therefore, Niu Lu Zhangjing will only be more attentive than him.

When Niu Lu Zhang Jing heard that Shang Anfu was going to Lehe in the south, he was immediately excited. "This is good." If he couldn't defeat the Zheng army, he would fight the Ming army, and both sides of the Han were all Han.

"But that Zheng Jun...?"

The latter is really a disaster, and it is even more threatening than Mao Wenlong at the time.

Mao Wenlong was just a toad, and his combat power was too weak. For the Later Jin Dynasty at that time, it was a toad that lay on his feet and could not bite him to death, but it was just a disgusting person!

But what about Zheng Jun?

The guns and cannons are sharp and the warships are invincible. When they start a raid, they really stabbed them with a knife. You can't even stop their strong attacks and attacks in ordinary small castles.

Although this kind of knife cannot kill anyone, it hurts and bleeds. How many warriors have been lost to the Qing Dynasty, starting from Zheng Zhilong last year to Zheng Zhibao and Zheng Sen this year?

"Master, will you not think of this? When the food is harvested, if the thief Zheng dares to attack again, he will have to break its big teeth!"

Niu Lu and Zhang Jing thought about it again and again, but he really couldn't think of the way that Zheng Jun could get rid of his big teeth. He wouldn't be able to bite him. He wouldn't leave? With such a long coastline, can the Qing Dynasty guard every place tightly?

But he was not Bai Ding, and when he saw Shang Anfu showing confidence, he didn't say much. He was about to ask Shang Anfu to go to the village to rest, but the wind just happened to blow, and the crowd was so happy that they kept calling for coolness. Looking at the waves of wheat, waves, golden, and even more joyful.

"Let's go and rest at the village." Shang Anfu shouted, rode his horse and ran towards the village next to him. Thirty and twenty riders ran on the earth road, raising a piece of dust. No one on the Baoyi Haha on both sides of the road raised his head and looked at it, and just buried his head in the fields.

But before the man could reach Zhuangzi, Shang Anfu strangled the horse.

Many of the Baoyi Aha who had been busy in the fields also came straight and looked south.

Then I saw a smoke rising in the air south, just like a rolling cloud. I could smell a burning smell from my nose.

Fire, a fire broke out on the south side, a big fire.

Shang Anfu's face changed drastically. The Zheng thief actually rushed to Beizhen? He had arranged a lot of horse and infantry on the road ahead, so why didn't he even give a warning?

The people behind him all changed their colors.

Soon, I saw a group of soldiers and horses running from the south of Zhuangzi, all of them. When I got closer, I heard the leader's vest soldiers calling anxiously: "Jialazhangjing, Zheng thieves are attacking! Zheng thieves are attacking!"

Although he had expected it, Shang Anfu's face changed drastically. He asked the visitor sternly: "Why are there any soldiers I arranged on the South Road? Why are there no one warning?"

"The Zheng army came suddenly, and there were a lot of people, with four or five hundred people. After entering Luyang (office station), Unahai caught him off guard and could only retreat back to Luyang to defend. Zheng army ignored him and crawled in and set fire everywhere." The man replied loudly.

"Four or five hundred horse army? How come there are so many horse army?" Shang Anfu shouted in shock. Just because the Qing Dynasty suffered a lot of losses in Zheng Zhilong, many people within the Qing army had a certain understanding of Zheng Zhilong.

Knowing that Zheng's army was invincible in boats and ships and sharp guns, they never saw their horses joining the battle. "No wonder they dared to go deep into Beizhen."

It is 200 miles away from the sea. Although Huang Taiji transferred many people to Jinzhou, so that the large area near the sea has become an unmanned area, some fortresses are not abandoned and there are still people around. If Zheng Thief was just a group of infantry, it would be unlikely that he would go deep into the territory of Beizhen 200 miles.

Without further ado, everyone urged their horses to run south. Along the way, they saw the panicked Baoyi Aha running away with her head in her arms, and shouting that the fire was coming, the fire was coming.

There were piles of ready-made food in the wheat field, but no one cared about it. The further we ran, the thicker the smoke screen became. If you looked carefully, you would find that the direction of the fire was not limited to one place.

Shang Anfu's face turned red with a flushing face, gritting his teeth and whipping the war horses desperately. Behind him, the Eight Banners soldiers gathered, but the latter had more clothes in single clothes, at most they had a pair of bows and arrows, or a single knife like Niu Lu Zhang Jing. But at this time they could only keep up, and the cars behind them, filled with golden wheat ears could only throw them on the road randomly.

However, when Shang Anfu finally saw a sea of ​​fire, there was no shadow of Zheng thieves and Ma Jun in the heavy smoke?

In the wheat fields, there were only a raging fire burning, and the crackling sounds of wheat straw and ears burning were endless. It was so obvious that the grain in the warehouse could be burned! Shang Anfu felt as if he was slashed with a knife.

The rolling smoke choked people's eyes and couldn't open them. Shang Anfu's anger could not help the fire to reduce it at all. It was actually a wind at this time. This is God helping Zheng Jun.

The southeast wind blew towards him, and Shi Lang laughed loudly.

This was really refreshing. The Tartar soldiers were not prepared at all and easily asked him to break into the territory of Beizhen. Just a few rockets burned a large area of ​​wheat fields.

Tartars suffered a big loss.

Thinking of the Tartars' gritting teeth and their unforgettable eyes of hatred, Shi Lang felt as comfortable as drinking ice water.

Since the ice melted in the Liao Sea, Zheng Jun on Juehua Island has been like birds that have left their cages, and there are no places along the coast that they have not been to.

Whether it is the west side, east side of the Liaodong Peninsula, or even the Yalu River line...

They are like a group of free birds, flying at will.

The Qing Dynasty could not give up all the cities and towers along the coast, nor could it be arranged with hundreds of troops in each city.

Zheng Zhibao, Zheng Sen's uncle and nephew, pulled cannons and carried muskets, and he could really make a living in those small towns.

The Qing Dynasty was forced to do so, and they all called the Korean navy. But how weak was the latter compared to the Zheng Army navy?

The Korean navy, who was still in the melee mode of jumping gangs, fought in the Yalu River, and contributed more than a thousand prisoners of war to the Zheng army in vain, and he was useless to use it.

After repeated attacks, the Tartar heads were created, in addition to creating another confrontation with famous generals of the Qing Dynasty for the Zheng family group - Zheng Zhibao, Zheng Sen, and his uncle and nephew, also had the function of dealing with Wu Sangui.

Many of the people Wu Sangui brought out were Mongolians. But that doesn’t matter. Under the glory of the God of Wealth, the Mongolians also bowed their heads.
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