The hot sunlight burned the endless grassland. Looking at it, there seemed to be misty mist surging at the end of the sight.

Looking from the sky, this marriage proposal team that was walking silently on the grassland was like a long snake sliding in the grass, winding away silently.

After drinking water and eating, Makata has recovered a lot of energy and physical strength, and the original unfamiliarity and vigilance have also been reduced a lot.

At this time, she was walking forward while listening to the chatter of Ding Er, who was guarding her next to her.

"Ding Er, how long have you been the Ming army?" Makata asked casually.

Ding Er grinned: "Not much, it's just a year. Speaking of which, I, Ding Er, was able to become a Ming cavalry, thanks to Lord Li."

"oh?"

"Tell you, I, Ding Er, are from Yang and Weimaoerzhuang, Datong Prefecture. I used to be a shepherd, and shed sheep for the rich man in our village. Last June, the Qing Tartars entered the pass and plundered and slaughtered the people of my village. My Tartars and their elder brother's family were killed, and my younger brother and sister and I were captured by the Tartars and took them all to Xuanfu."

Speaking of this, a look of hatred appeared on Ding Er's face, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously curved into a cold arc.

But when Ding Er said this, Makata felt quite ashamed.

She knew that what Ding Er said was the third entry of the Qing army into the pass, that is, his uncle, Prince Wuying, Ajige, led his army into the pass. Unexpectedly, this major victory that was boasted about in the Qing Dynasty, would cause such a tragic and terrible harm and disaster to the ordinary Han people.

Ding Er continued, "At that time, all the prisoners, we all thought that we had become the robbers. After going north to Qing, we would probably only become slaves and laborers who could be killed by the Tartars for life, and we would never have the chance to return to Ming. However, when we arrived at the north road of Xuanfu, we happened to meet the Jinlang Camp soldiers who returned after entering the capital. The soldiers of the Jinlang Camp rushed fiercely. The Qing captains who were escorted were immediately defeated. They quickly abandoned the prisoners and baggage and fled north. We were lucky enough to be saved."

When Ding Er saw that Makata was fascinated by hearing this, he continued, "The soldiers of the Jinlang Camp captured all of us and released them on the spot, and immediately distributed water and food to the hungry and thirsty prisoners, so that everyone could have a full meal. Then he ordered that everyone could return to their hometowns and give each person three cents of silver as travel expenses. Seeing that the Ming army in the Jinlang Camp was so kind and righteous, the captives who suffered a lot on the road were all moved to tears."

"Then have you gone home?"

"No, I, who had eaten the bread at that time, immediately made a decision, that my village had become ruins and had no place to live when I went home. It would be better to join the Golden Wolf Camp and become a glorious official army." Ding Er's eyes flashed, as if he was recalling something extremely proud of him: "At that time, I asked the Ming army captain who distributed bread that I did not want to go home, but was willing to join the Ming army and serve the country. Unexpectedly, as I took the lead, a large number of young and strong people immediately expressed their intention to be the Ming army, defend the country, and protect the people. Seeing the passion of the crowd, the Ming army captain was also very happy, so he hurriedly asked for instructions. After obtaining the agreement, he took us, the young and strong men who were willing to become the Ming army and our family, and returned to Jintang City on Xuanfu North Road."

"Oh, that's it..."

"Well, later, when we returned to Jintang City with the army, I and a group of young and strong soldiers who joined the army, first became auxiliary soldiers of the Jinlang Camp. My younger brother entered the degreasing factory as a porter, and my sister entered the weaver factory as a female worker, and the family was completely settled in Jintang City. After two months of training, we auxiliary soldiers were each divided into different combat troops. Because I had been a shepherd and could ride horses, I was selected as a Feijiao Light Cavalry. In the army, there were civil servants in the army every day, preaching and educating us soldiers who didn't know a big word, reading and recognizing words. At that time, I truly understood the truth and knew that it was thanks to Lord Li, who protected the country and the people, who had the hope of life like us, who were poor people. From then on, I made up my mind to follow Lord Li to the death. For Lord Li, even if I went up to the sword mountain and the sea of ​​fire, I would not blink!"

After hearing Ding Er's excited words, Makata felt mixed feelings.

This bastard Li Xiao, who ruined his happiness, was a rude and powerful person in his mind, who could still be so popular with his subordinates. It was unexpected that this was a rude and powerful person.

Ding Er did not notice her expression. He was immersed in his memories and continued, "After I became a Feijiazi, my daily battle formation training was very hard. However, I thought that I almost went to Qing Dynasty to be a slave and my parents and elder brother's blood revenge was not a problem. Because my battle formation martial arts are outstanding, I was named a cavalry sergeant, so a few days ago, I was selected as a guard of the bride-proposal team who went to Tumote's army and sent betrothal gifts, but I didn't expect that I would save you on this slope."

Speaking of this, Ding Eryi looked emotional.

Makata felt extremely entangled and embarrassed.

This young man who escaped the Qing army's butcher knife by chance, this young man who had a deep hatred for the Qing Dynasty, is now protecting a princess of the Qing Dynasty. This is simply an incredible story.

Maybe, this Han cavalry Ding Er would be so angry that he would know my identity. Maybe he would kill me on the spot in anger...

Seeing Makata pondering, Ding Er smiled and said, "Yaglen, you are a lonely woman, who is wandering outside, and it is very pitiful. In my opinion, don't stay in the Tumote tribe at that time, just go back to Jintang City with us. Although you are a woman from the Qing Dynasty, you know Chinese and go to be a companion with my sister, and your life will not be lonely. Do you know, listen to my sister that her textile factory is now expanding recruitment of female workers on a large scale. If you go to Jintang City, you don't have to worry about nothing to do..."

Listening to Ding Er's talk, Makata's heart was extremely bitter.

This simple young man probably wouldn't have thought that now I was trying hard to kill their extremely respected Lord Li to avenge his lover Ezhe.

She sighed softly, and saw Ding Er looking straight in her eyes with a hot and concerned look, and suddenly felt like a small drum was beating in her heart.

She could guess the deep meaning in his eyes.

So Makata quickly turned his head to avoid his gaze, pretending to be careless, and did not answer him, but continued to remain silent.

On the next journey, although the talkative Ding Er was still chatting and laughing, Makata was in a mess and kept thinking about it.

A day later, the bride-seeking team had arrived at the border of Tumot. Because it was dusk, Xu Xiu's bride-seeking team wanted to camp and rest.

Xu Xiu was a steady man. When the whole team was raising tents to camp on a towering slope, he also sent more than a dozen rangers to attack and provoke.

This time, Ding Er was the leader of the team. He led the team around the garrison for several miles, galloping and checking the safety situation.

In the afterglow of dusk, Ding Er and others were riding their horses north, and suddenly saw more than 500 Mongolian cavalrymen rushing towards their own direction.

"Captain Ding, there are Mongolian soldiers coming in front of you!"

A sharp-eyed cavalry shouted loudly.

Ding Er was shocked and wondered, wasn't this north part of the Abahanal tribe, one of the five tribes of the Neikhalka tribes? Why did they suddenly send troops?

While he was hesitating, the Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side had already arrived.

"Fuck! Everyone in Tartars is trying to attack us in a sneak attack!"

Seeing the cavalry on the opposite side approaching, the sharp-eyed cavalry suddenly screamed in horror.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a ferocious arrow flew over and shot through the cavalry's neck with a terrifying roar. Blood rose like fog. The whistleman grabbed the arrow shaft that was exposed with one hand, rolled his eyes and rolled silently down.

"Retreat quickly, retreat quickly, return quickly!"

Ding Er roared loudly, then pulled his horse's head and took the remaining whistle cavalry to pull out his horse and fled quickly.

At this time, Ding Er quickly understood why the Abahanal tribe suddenly launched a large-scale attack on him.

Damn! It must be the Abahanal tribe. He was jealous of these large number of betrothal gifts and secretly sent people to follow the bride-seeking team along the way. When he saw the Abahanal tribe approaching and about to enter the Tumot tribe, he finally couldn't help but attack!

What a fucking despicable!

Ding Er, who was anxious, cursed the ungrateful Mongolian Tartars of the Abahanar tribe with the most vulgar and dirty words in his heart, cursing the ungrateful Mongolian Tartars ten thousand times, while galloping constantly, just wanting to lead the whistle cavalry to the station as soon as possible, so that Xu Xiu and others who were arranging rest were ready for battle.

However, it was not so easy for Ding Er and others who were caught off guard and were suddenly attacked.

Under the setting sun, there were more than 60 Mongolian cavalrymen who were fast and fast, like surging shadows, protruding in front of the more than 500 Mongolian cavalry formation. They chased after Ding Er and others, and fired arrows one after another. Soon, another whistleman fell to the ground screaming and rolled on the ground in pain. Before he could get up, he was then whistled by the roaring Mongolian cavalry and countless horse hooves that had been trampled into meat sauce.

The captain of the sentry cavalry who was running at full speed was as if he was cut off.

Now he only had one idea in his mind, that is, before his entire team was destroyed, he must tell the unprepared marriage proposal team that the Mongolian cavalry of the Abahanal tribe had sneak attacked.

The whizzing arrows shot towards them like rain, and from time to time, flying kite cavalrymen screamed and fell to the ground.

Another whistleman next to him was caught in an arrow in his chest. He screamed and fell from the side of the horse, but his ankle was still buckled on the kickstle. The whistleman, who was hanging upside down, was soon dragged to blood and blood by the galloping horse.

Ding Er felt extremely heartbroken, his teeth were clenched, and tears filled his eyes.

He wanted to stop the horse and rescue these brothers who were with him day and night. However, he knew that the only thing he could do now was to escape back to the base to report the news as soon as possible. Only in this way can these sacrificed whistle-riding brothers die valuable.

As the sun sets, the horse's hooves are flying, leaving only a few cavalry of flying kite cavalry, and more than 300 Mongolian cavalry, stage a thrilling speed of life and death on this vast grassland that is stained with blood red by the afterglow.

When he finally saw the station like a small black dot on the high slope in the distance, Ding Er had not had time to shout, and a sharp cone arrow had already caught up with him with a grim smile.

This vicious arrow briskly passed through the gap in the light armor on his body, and a muffled sound shot deep into his shoulder blades.

The arrow opened with a deep blood groove. Soon, the blood gushed out along the blood groove quickly dyed the cotton armor around the arrow bright red.

The severe pain almost made Ding Er faint. He bit his lower lip until blood flowed through his lips, so that he could keep his mind calm.

"I can't die! I'm not qualified to die! I must report the news of the enemy's attack before I die..."

Ding Er knocked his horse's belly wildly, and the horse was foaming at the mouth. He neighed in pain, and used his last force to run towards the black spots in the distance.

When the black spot was getting bigger and bigger and turned into a black group, Ding Er shouted loudly, asking the remaining cavalry to forcefully sing the flags and try his best to show off.

When Ding Er's will and horse's physical strength were almost unable to support it, he was relieved to see that the black group in the distance was already crowded with figures, carrying items. It could be seen that the team begging for marriage had reacted quickly.

When Ding Erzheng rushed up the hillside, all the cavalry following him were dropped and died.

Ding Er knocked his horse's belly and rushed to the hillside for about ten steps. Seeing the station on the mountain that had already been set up in front of him, a vicious arrow chasing from behind shot through his throat with the roar of death!

The blood-dropping arrow came out from the other side of Ding Er's throat!

"Ding Er!"

The Han soldiers in the garrison shouted loudly when they saw this tragic scene.

Among these voices was a sharp female voice mixed with, which was the heart-wrenching scream of Makata.

Seeing that the young man who had been talking and walking with her for two days, who was very talkative and kind, suddenly died in front of her, Makata felt extremely collapsed.

She was bursting with tears, stretching her hands and standing blankly. She only regretted that her hands were not long enough to pull him up from the bottom of the slope.

At this time, blood foam from Ding Er's mouth surged out, he freed his left hand and raised it tremblingly, as if he wanted to pull out the arrow from his neck, but his eyes rolled up and suddenly fell on the neck of his mount.

As the sarcastic mount rushed into the garrison, Ding Er rolled silently from the horse's back, fortunately a group of soldiers suddenly caught it.

Ding Er's mouth was filled with blood, making a slight sound. With his remaining consciousness, he waved his hand to Xu Xiu, the director of the Supervisor Department who was stroking over, as if he wanted to tell him about the enemy's information.

Xu Xiu's eyes were filled with tears. He held Ding Er's hand tightly, and said to him loudly: "Ding Er, needless to say, I already know. Don't worry, we are ready to teach these ungrateful bastards a lesson! Don't worry, I will never spare them lightly. I will definitely avenge this bloody revenge for you and the dead brothers of the whistleblower!"

Ding Er's hands stopped moving, and there was a look of relief in his eyes.

At this time, Makata squeezed away everyone frantically and rushed to Ding Er's side. Crystal tears fell on the face of the young Han cavalry who had only two days of relationship with her.

"Ding Er, you can't die, I won't let you die! You promised me that you would take me back to Jintang City and take me to see your sister..."

Ding Er's blood-stained face actually squeezed out a smile with difficulty. His eyes were full of deep meaning, and he raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to touch the face of Makata who was muttering.

The sob Makata understood his eyes.

She lowered her face and leaned over gently, hoping that Ding Er could touch her.

However, Ding Er's trembling right hand suddenly dropped when he was only half a centimeter away from Makata's face and stopped moving.

He is dead.

However, there seemed to be a smile of relaxed and satisfied on his face.

"Ding Er!"

Makata howled loudly, picked up Ding Er's body, which seemed to be in a deep sleep, and hugged it tightly in his arms.
Chapter completed!