The night is thick and the moonlight is like gauze, probably at the beginning of You hour.

Zhang Ergou came up from the field with two bundles of wheat. After walking for a while, he was a little tired, so he rode a pestle and stood on the ridge of the field to rest.

Zhang Ergou was lucky. He was originally from Baoding and had dozens of acres of land at home. However, in the years when Emperor Chongzhen of the previous dynasty was reigned, natural disasters and man-made disasters occurred. A group of bandits plundered the people and killed the people near his hometown. The village was destroyed, and Zhang Ergou's family escaped. But fearing the bandits, he had to give up his hometown, sell the land at a low price, and hope that the capital would escape.

Later he realized that the so-called bandit was the work of the landlord of the countryside. It was to take away the land of these free people.

Zhang Ergou hated him deeply, but he had no choice.

Zhang Ergou could work as a carpenter and escape to the capital to make a living, but the scoundrels and yamen runners in the capital plundered one after another. It would be amazing that he could earn twenty yuan a day, but he could get three or five yuan.

The money for selling land was quickly used up and the capital could not live there, so he had to make a living outside the city.

As for King Xia's capital, Chongzhen issued an edict to abdicate, and Zhang Ergou's family was resettled as refugees. It was located in a resettlement village outside Beitang Town near the sea entrance of Chaohe.

Then he divided the land and started farming. His family of seven, his parents were all there, and his wife, and his three children, got a total of 140 acres.

After having enough food and clothing, Zhang Ergou and his family gritted their teeth and took care of all 140 acres of land. Until now, the harvest is booming, but they are also troubled.

One hundred and forty acres, the yield per mu is more than ten stones, so harvesting is extremely difficult.

During the day, the two parents and elders were responsible for cutting, he and his wife were responsible for picking, and the children were responsible for raising wheat at home. But in order to complete the harvest as soon as possible, his main labor force almost got up earlier than the chicken and went to bed later than the dog. It was already the hour of the year, and he had not finished his work.

"It's a good time that the weather has been good these days, and it has never rained."

Zhang Ergou sighed like this.

I’m afraid it’s raining. The wheat in the fields is so cute. If it rains and rains heavily, it won’t sprout?

Standing on the ridge of the field, not far away is the mouth of the Chaohe River. Under the night, you can still see the shimmering waves.

When I came earlier, there were waves here, but after the government built the water conservancy canal, I heard that it would be necessary to build a reservoir and the estuary was not so magnificent. The water was intercepted a lot.

But this is also a good thing. You can't be afraid of drought in the future, right? Besides, when the harvest is over and the farm is slack, Zhang Ergou plans to recruit workers to build a reservoir. I heard that there is a lot of money a day.

Although he was tired, he felt happy.

Suddenly, Zhang Ergou's eyes narrowed, but he saw some black spots appearing on the vast water surface of the sea estuary in the distance.

Zhang Ergou was stunned, looked at it for a while, and finally saw it clearly.

It's a ship!

There are at least three or five hundred ships of all sizes.

Zhang Ergou's eyes turned: "I haven't heard that any army will pass through the border... Otherwise, Beitang would have posted a notice. There was no wharf in Beitang. If it were a merchant ship, I heard that they would all go to Dagu."

When the army crossed the border, in order not to let the people collide with the army and cause trouble, the government announced. If it were a merchant ship, Zhang Ergou would have known earlier that it was concentrated at Dagukou and there was no wharf in Beitang. Moreover, three or five hundred large and small ships are not ordinary merchant ships, right? How large-scale caravans have so many ships?

He quietly put down his burden, plucked up his courage to climb over, and hid in the grass by the river. He saw the boats stopping on the opposite shore, and then many people came down from the boats, and with the reflection of the moonlight, they could see the luster of metal.

"It's the army!"

Zhang Ergou skipped a beat and his heart was beating wildly.

He heard a faint shout again, and he pricked up his ears and listened to the sound coming from the wind, his face suddenly turned pale: "It's not Chinese language! It's not Chinese language!"

He gritted his teeth: "It's the Tartar, it must be the Tartar!"

He had seen Tartars, and even saw Tartars attacking the capital. The Tartars showed their power under the city, shouting and roaring, pulling the people out and beheading their heads, trampling on them, and that was the sound!

Even until he dies, he will not forget.

"no!"

Zhang Ergou murmured to himself: "I have to report to the government. Otherwise..."

He remembered the difficulties of the thieves raging, and the better life now. He didn't want these beauty to be broken again. He took a deep breath and climbed along the grass for a mile. His face and arms were bleeding before he got up and stumbled into the village.

"Village Chief! Village Chief!"

Zhang Ergou ran to the Zhang family in the village and shouted.

"Who is it? Ergou?!"

The young village chief walked out and saw Ergou's face full of panic by the faint light coming from the house, and couldn't help but say, "What happened?"

Ergou was outraged and said, "Tartars, they are Tartars!"

"Tartars?!"

The young village chief looked solemn and said, "You discovered the Tartars?"

Ergou nodded fiercely: "At the mouth of Chaohe River, I am carrying wheat. There are so many Tartar boats, and they are on the other side. I vaguely heard their words, not official words, but Tartars! I know they are Tartars! I have seen them, in the capital!"

The village chief turned around suddenly and his voice came: "Wait for me."

After a moment, the village chief walked out of the house with a mule and horse: "Take me to have a look!"

"Um!"

The two did not alarm the villagers and returned the same way. At this time, the Tatar army had not yet fully arrived!

The village chief saw everything and said to Ergou: "You go back first, don't make a statement. Don't alarm the villagers."

He also said: "There is a war in Shanhaiguan, but the Tartars have arrived here, which is probably a plan. They come quietly and will not disturb the place. Just rest assured. I will go to Dagu now, where our army is there, and these Tartars will be destroyed soon!"

Then, "You go along the river and inform the village chiefs of several upstream villages. Tell them what they are doing here and ask them to monitor the movements of the Tatars and create opportunities for our army."

Ergou was so excited that he felt a heavy burden pressing on his shoulders, heavier than wheat, but he felt glorious. He nodded fiercely: "I understand!"

The young village chief turned over and jumped onto a mule and horse, saying, "Be careful."

Then head straight to the southwest.

Beitang is not far from Dagu, only a few dozen miles away. They are all along the Bohai Sea coast. The young village chief drove mules and horses. Although he did not run fast, mules and horses had long strength and strong endurance. By midnight, he finally arrived in Dagu.

Hundreds of years later, the Wei River, known as the Haihe River, flowed through here, and Dagu was on the other side.

On the north bank, there are also outposts and forts. The young village chief went straight to the outpost. Before he could approach, he was discovered by the soldiers from the outpost.

"Who! Military important place, leave quickly!"
Chapter completed!