Chapter 153 Li Jun’s Problem

Niu Yuanhui's family rushed to the edge of a forest like animals for five Mongolian cavalry. There were already many people beside the woods, including Mongolian troops, but more were ordinary people. They were just like Niu Yuanhui's family, and they were extremely helpless and their eyes were full of fear and anxiety.

Although they didn't know how the Mongolian army would deal with them, they had already felt the terrible consequences and looked at each other, but they looked at each other with helpless eyes.

Niu Yuanhui stopped the ox cart, and a man next to him who was as ragged as him touched him and whispered: "Old Niu, you are here too."

This man was no one else, Niu Yuanhui's neighbor. Niu Yuanhui was very surprised and said, "Old Sun, have you been away for several days? Why are you still here?"

The man surnamed Sun looked at the Mongolians nervously. The Mongolian soldiers were a little far away from them and lowered their voices: "I caught the Tartars without going very far."

After so many victories in the Southern Song Dynasty, the news had long spread throughout the Central Plains. In addition, the regaining of Guanzhong, rumors spread everywhere in the Central Plains area, and all kinds of rumors were there, mainly to rumors that were not conducive to the Mongols. The people were very excited. They were not afraid of the long journey and the future was difficult. They dragged their families to the south and prepared to return to the court.

Now there are ordinary people returning everywhere in the Central Plains, with no less than hundreds of thousands. With so many ordinary people returning to the Southern Song Dynasty, and there are also Mongolian leaders who do not disturb the Central Plains, they naturally try to intercept the people and prevent them from going to the Southern Song Dynasty.

If this craze is not cooled down, it will evolve into large-scale flow as the Northern Expedition of the Southern Song Dynasty approaches, and may even trigger riots. If this is true, the consequences will be very serious. There will be uprisings from the people of the Central Plains inside and the army of the Southern Song Dynasty invites attacks outside. Under the attacks from front and back, the Mongols want to own the Central Plains again is like a fool.

While the two were talking, a loud shout rang out: "Damn, I don't want to live anymore, right? Don't whisper and don't fuck." A commander riding a tall horse, waving a whip, and showing off his might at the common people, and being arrogant.

The common people stopped unnaturally when they shouted loudly to him. Niu Yuanhui and the man surnamed Sun did not dare to speak anymore. They looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

The thousand-man whipped an old man with a whip and cursed: "You are so fucking old, you're almost buried in the soil. You still want to run away. You can run for me and see where you are running?"

He galloped on the battlefield for many years, with some wrist strength. The force was quite strong after a twitch. The old man could not bear it. He screamed bitterly. The thousand-man said angrily: "I'm immortal, do you know it hurts?" He whipped the old man to the ground with a whip. He pulled the reins and the war horse slowly walked to the old man. He stood alone, his front hooves fell, and just stepped on the boss's belly.

The old man is in a twilight year and has not had much time to come, so he can't afford it. He screamed, opened his mouth, vomited blood, his eyes turned pale, and he could only vent his breath, but not inhaled, and he saw that he was not alive.

"Grandpa!" A child less than ten years old rushed over regardless of the danger, pounced on the old man and cried, "Grandpa, grandpa." The old man looked at the child with gray eyes, opened his mouth a few times, and never spoke again. He tilted his head and died in anger.

A middle-aged man rushed towards the commander like a madman and shouted, "Tartars, I'll give my father my life!" He opened his mouth and bit it in one bite, and it happened to bite the war horse's neck. He used his strength to bite the war horse and bit the war horse desperately. Look at his appearance, he would not relieve his hatred if he didn't bite the war horse.

The war horse hurts, standing alone, taking the middle-aged man off the ground. It is very powerful. Several of the middle-aged man's teeth are broken, blood flows out of his mouth, black and blue face, and hatred. If there is a fantasy novel in the Southern Song Dynasty, the thousand-man leader must have thought of the three words "vampire".

"Damn, you troublemaker, dare you bite me." Qianfu Cheng pulled out the scimitar, and the light of the knife flashed, and blood splattered. The middle-aged man's head flew far away, and fell to the ground and swirled, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open. The blood splattered Qianfu Cheng was covered in all, and the headless corpse fell to the ground, and his limbs twitched.

"Dad." The child cried and pounced on the headless corpse.

The commander of the thousand-man smiled coldly and pulled the reins of the horse. The war horse stood up again. When the horse's hooves fell, a child's body was added under the hooves, which kept twitching.

Such an unjust thing was angered by both the gods and the people began to stir up, their eyes wide open, their fists clenched straight, and their fists were clamoring. They were under the power of the Mongols for many years, and they dared to be angry but not speak.

The thousand-man pointed at the common people proudly and criticized him, "Hmph, you unruly people dare to betray the court. Come on, hang them up." A bloodthirsty and cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Mongolian soldiers like wolves and tigers dragged the people over, tied them up with ropes, and hung them on trees. In a short while, the woods were full of people.

The people cried, begged for mercy, and begged for God's blessing. They really called every day and didn't respond. The sounds were miserable, and the heart-wrenching sounds were touching, and they were like hell on earth.

Anyone who hears it will feel compassion. However, the Mongolian soldiers not only did not express compassion to let the people go, but also pointed happily and commented on their masterpieces. When they talked about their joy, they actually burst into laughter. What is even more unexpected is that the bloodthirsty Mongolian soldiers took this opportunity to satisfy their desires, either whip the people, cut their flesh with a scimitar, or chop off their hands and feet.

The outrageous evil deeds make the already terrifying scene even more terrifying.

The commander riding a war horse and trotted by the forest to exude his joyful mood. He waved his horse whip and shouted at the common people: "You unruly people, open your dog's eyes and see carefully. Their fate is your fate. You will soon be like them, and hang the eagle on the grassland here." When he said that he was happy, he laughed to the sky, his eyes were filled with excitement.

The commander of the thousand-man said that he would do the bloodthirsty thing to the end. With a wave of his hand, two Mongolian soldiers walked towards Niu Yuanhui's mother with a rope. Niu Yuanhui stopped in front of the old lady and said, "If you want to hang me, just hang me! Please let my mother go."

"If you want to hang me, just hang me." This is righteous and feels at ease with the mercy of death. It is very admirable; but "Please let my mother go" is too soft. This is not to say that he has no bones, on the contrary, his pure filial piety who can die on behalf of his mother makes people admire him!

His behavior interprets the word "filial piety" well! This is one of the most valuable qualities of the Chinese nation!

"It's amazing!" The thousand-man praised him and said, "Hang the old bitch first, then the dog." He paused and said, "You bastard is so hateful. I want you to see how I deal with the old bitch. Come on, take off the old bitch's clothes, let her bare the butt, and take the stud horse in heat." He didn't say the following words, and he couldn't understand the meaning.

Mongolian soldiers were more capable than other troops, such as killing, setting fire, looting, robbing, cutting flesh, and burying alive. But they had never done such shameless things. They were all very enthusiastic. They were led by horses and tied up people, and they tied up people in just a short while.

Niu Yuanhui cut his hands to the naked old woman with two tall and big Mongolian soldiers, jumping and shouting, but he could not escape. He could only watch the Mongolians torture their mother, their eyes were so bloody that they wished they could eat raw meat from Mongolian soldiers.

"Hui'er, don't be sad, you must live well." The old lady told Niu Yuanhui very calmly, saying, "Hui'er, you must raise your grandson well. Mom will never wear the new clothes you made again." Blood flowed out of her mouth and her face turned pale. Needless to say, she was unwilling to accept the inhumane insults and bit her tongue and committed suicide.

Niu Yuanhui's eyes oozed blood and he shouted: "Mom!"

"Hmph, I thought I would have no choice but to kill you, the old bitch?" The captain was very proud and said, "Have you pulled the horse? The old bitch will not move when she dies, but it just lacks some fun." He planned to carry out the inhumane things to the end.

A Mongolian soldier brought a tall stallion over and walked straight towards the old lady's body.

Seeing an extremely inhumane thing about to happen, at this moment, a loud voice sounded and shouted: "Stop!"

The voice had the momentum of a thousand troops, as if it was a bolt from the blue. The Mongolian soldiers who were rampant stopped involuntarily. Looking at the sound, they saw more than a dozen tall men flying towards them. The man running in his head was a middle-aged man dressed in a businessman.

The commander of the thousand men was in high spirits, but he didn't expect that someone would dare to make a spear and sweep his interest. He was very unhappy. With a wave of his hand, the Mongolian soldiers shouted and surrounded the dozen or so men. If it were in the past, the Mongolian soldiers were so powerful that they would have been so far away. Unexpectedly, these men had no fear at all, as if the Mongolian soldiers were like wolves and tigers did not exist at all, and they did not raise their eyelids and rushed towards them.

Several Mongolian soldiers waved the scimitar in their hands and slashed straight at the men. Their sword skills were extremely amazing. According to their thoughts, one knife would inevitably be a scene of flesh and blood. The Mongolian army, the best army in the world at that time, had always been correct in judgment. The facts proved that their idea was correct. It was indeed a flash of blood and the body fell to the ground. However, it was not these men who knocked the Mongolian soldiers to the ground, but they knocked the men to the ground.

For the confident Mongolian army, they could not imagine such a thing at all. It was nothing more than a strange change. They were all stunned and didn't know how to deal with it. They had only bullied the people for a long time. The people were like meat on the chopping board in front of them, and they could only slaughter them. There was no need to resist, let alone knock down several of them at once. It was really difficult for the arrogant Mongolian soldiers.

The Mongolian soldiers did not react, not that no one responded. Someone reacted very quickly. This person was no one else, Li Jun, the businessman walking in the head. Li Jun grabbed the horse's head and said to the common people: "Friends: The Tartars are cruel and unruly. You have seen them with your own eyes. I don't want to say anything more. I just want to tell you: Survival comes from resistance! If you want to survive under the claws of the Tartars, you can only resist to the end! Friends, kill all the Tartars!" He pulled the horse's head and rushed towards the leader of the thousand men.

Li Jun was originally an extremely excellent orator. His speech was very convincing. The bloody reality was right in front of him. He was still moaning to the people hanging on the tree. Facts were better than words. Is there any more powerful evidence than this? Obviously not. Even if Li Jun didn't need to say anything, he just pointed his hand at the people hanging on the tree, and they would understand. The people were angry, and they were all angry, and they were looking for the target.

Niu Yuanhui threw himself on his mother's body, hugged his body in his arms, and cried, "Empress." Tears were like rain, destroying his heart. Suddenly, Niu Yuanhui put his mother's body on the ground, jumped up, and rushed towards a Mongolian soldier who had tied his mother. He was as powerful as a mad tiger, and he rushed forward, opening his mouth and biting the soldier's neck.

The soldier caught off guard and had no time to react. He bit him on his neck, let out a scream, and the scimitar in his hand cut at Niu Yuanhui. Niu Yuanhui's eyes were red with blood, and hatred surged into his heart. He had reached the point of madness and could not hide. He was about to be hit by the knife.

A sword light flashed, followed by a blood flash. The Mongolian soldier fell to the ground, his head flew far away, and his mouth was still opening and closing. He didn't understand until his death. The sure-shot knife not only did not hit Niu Yuanhui, but his head flew instead.

It was a quick-witted guard who used his Mongolian soldiers to scimitar with one sword, and gave him another sword, allowing him to respond to Genghis Khan's call and follow Genghis Khan underground.

As soon as Duan Ganmu pulled the reins, he was about to rush over. Li Jun gave him a task and said, "Kill them!" He pointed at several Mongolian soldiers holding scimitars and were chopping off the common people.

Although he was worried about Li Jun's safety, Duan Ganmu still carried out Li Jun's orders well, took out a musket, aimed it at a Mongolian military soldier with one shot. When the blood flashed, the unlucky Mongolian military soldier fell on his back.

"Milt gun!" The commander of the thousand-man screamed. The musket was a powerful weapon in the hands of the Song army. The Mongolian army suffered a lot of losses and had been spread so magical. The commander of the thousand-man did not know the truth and called it out in one mouthful. The long-term battle formation was long and knew that the person who possessed the musket was definitely not an ordinary person, so he had to order Li Jun and the others to take down.

Unfortunately, his orders could never be issued, because Li Jun commented on him in a scholarly tone: "The answer is correct." He drew out the musket and shot the head of the commander.

The memory of the leader became an eternal memory: a ball of fire flashed by, and the leader's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and the snow-white brain and blood splattered everywhere.

Just as Li Jun shot and killed the commander, more than a dozen guards also fought, either using muskets or swords. They were ruthless at the Mongolian soldiers. More than a dozen Mongolian soldiers were knocked to the ground. These guards were all good at picking up a lot, and each of them had good skills. Although the Mongolian soldiers were brave and good at fighting, they were not as good as lambs when they met them, and they had no resistance at all.

Li Jun is the best person to take advantage of the opportunity. He knew very well that the people now hated the Mongols and hated them so much that they were so angry that they could eat raw meat, drink blood, crush their bones, and raise their ashes. He turned to the people and said, "Friends: We are the special forces sent by the imperial court to help you. You all saw that the Tartars are all made of meat, and it is not scary! What are you waiting for? Kill them."

The atrocities of the Mongolian army have already aroused the people to hate them, but they did not erupt without the backbone. This is like a suppressed volcano, and it only takes a little hole to erupt in full. Li Jun's arrival killed the commander of the thousands with thunder, which is great for the people.

Li Jun borrowed the banner of the heroic unit of the Special Forces, so the people had no worries. They all shouted: "The special forces are here! The imperial court is here!" They rushed towards the Mongolian army like a sea of ​​tides.

The Mongolian army did not expect that the people would suddenly explode, and there was no time to react. Many people pushed the people to the ground, either beat them, grab them, bite them, or stomp them with stones. The Mongolian soldiers either dug their eyes, beat their noses flat, or smashed their heads, like rotten watermelons, and even more serious of them, they were beaten into meat paste.

There were more than 100 Mongolian soldiers here, with no less than 500 people, and the number of people was advantageous. Although the people had not received military training and had no weapons, they were passionate and angry with revenge under the inspiration of Li Jun. In addition, the guards helped it, the Mongolian army tasted the taste of defeat and retreated in full swing.

The Mongolian army was the best army in the world at that time. When fighting, it was invincible and rushed faster than anyone else. Unexpectedly, it was not as slow as they were in the battle to charge, and it ran faster than the rabbit, and soon disappeared.

The people were so angry that they stopped. They shouted and chased after them. After beating for a while, they killed a lot. More than 100 Mongolian soldiers were able to survive less than twenty, and the losses were really heavy.

This is the first time that the Mongolian army has tasted the pain of failure in front of the people of the Central Plains. After a long time, Li Jun recalled this incident and said: The power of the people is infinite!

Li Jun was very clear about the situation in front of him, which was extremely dangerous. Once the Mongolian army knew what was going on here, they would inevitably come in large numbers. In that case, they would be trapped in a siege and the problem would be big. He pulled the reins and rushed to the front and said, "Friends: save people quickly and leave here."

In the eyes of the common people, Li Jun is the savior and their savior, and he is unwilling to leave him and said, "Sir, we want to follow you."

Li Jun was responsible for heavy responsibilities, so he could not be with them. He said, "Friends, hurry up and go to your relatives. Leave quickly." After calling for a long time, the people refused to leave, and said, "Sir, we are homeless, we cannot go back. The Tartars will not let us go after we go back. Sir, let us follow you." Later, he knelt down for Li Jun.

"Take them with me, why should I go back to Lin'an? Maybe I will have problems." Li Jun patted his forehead lightly, thought to himself, and said, "Grandmen, get up. I'll take you to the court."
Chapter completed!