Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 169

More and more people poured into the market. There were Mongolians and Han Chinese, plus the pack team that escaped from the Khalkhas by chance, crowded the whole market, people were shouting, horses were shouting , camels and cows are roaring... so noisy!In the billowing sand and dust, the figures of Mongolian cavalry also appeared. These guys were agile and controlled the horse with their legs, bent their bows and set arrows, and amidst the trembling of the bowstrings, they ran towards the market like frightened lambs one after another. They yelled and fell down, and every time they shot down, they cheered loudly, as if they were not fighting a war, but some kind of sports competition!Yang Menglong squinted his eyes and looked at it coldly, complaining in his heart that the ecological environment of this place is too bad. When a few horses run, there will be dust billowing. Are you kidding?If this goes on like this, there is no need for the Mongols to come and kill people, the dust alone is enough for them to suffer from sand pneumoconiosis and die!

Fortunately, the wind direction suddenly changed at this time, and the dust was blown away, and the cavalry of the Khalkha tribe showed their true colors.These guys rode short Mongolian horses, wore leather armor, scimitars, and a small shield on their backs. They waved their riding bows and shouted, very proud of themselves.Yang Menglong made a rough count, good guy, at least three to four hundred people came, right?On this great plain, three or four hundred Qingqi are already a formidable force.Fortunately, they are hiding in the market, protected by earthen walls, and can last for a while.Now the Mongolian cavalry of the Khalkha tribe has shot down the last unlucky guy who fled to the market. The guy who hit the target raised his bow and galloped back and forth, howling like a wolf. They were very proud, but the leaders of the tribes in the market were gnashing their teeth with hatred. All the people who were shot to death were members of their tribes!

Yang Menglong put his hands into the shape of a trumpet and shouted at the cavalry of the Khalkha tribe who were showing off their might: "Let your leaders speak out!"

The two sides were quite close, and this kid had a loud voice, and the group of Mongolian cavalrymen could hear it clearly, and they all froze for a moment, how divine is this kid, so arrogant?Soon, a young man wearing a hat made of fox fur came out and shouted, "Who are you that you dare to talk to us like this?"

Yang Menglong put his hands on his waist and said: "I still want to ask who you are! I have traveled thousands of miles to transport a batch of goods here from the Central Plains. Is it easy? You dare to kick my position and live impatiently. is it?"

The young man said: "This is the territory of our Khalkha tribe. How dare you bypass us and trade with these small tribes! If you are sensible, hand over the goods quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

This sentence caused public anger, and the tribal leaders shouted angrily:
"When did this place become your territory!?"

"This is obviously the boundary of Daming. We trade horses for tea in the boundary of Daming. What's hindering you?"

"Your Khalkha tribe is aggressive because of your large number of people! But we are not easy to bully. If you push us, even if you die, you will use our blood to choke you to death!"

"Yes, return our goods, or we will fight with your lives!"

There were more than 200 Mongolians trapped in the market, and they yelled together, and the momentum was not small.Yang Menglong was not interested in joining the ranks of the trolls, he made a gesture, and the more than 100 soldiers understood, opened the bag, took out the leather armor from the inside, and quickly put it on.The merchants turned into soldiers of the Ming Dynasty in a blink of an eye. Seeing this, those Mongols who were spitting fiercely, their eyes were all round, and they looked like hell. The frontier soldiers who brought their swords, swords, bows and crossbows to the market to sell expressed calmness, and even showed a hint of surprise from "fellow men". Perhaps in their view, Yang Menglong and his group also did not know where to get a large amount of military funds, and got Frontier for sale here, right?Yang Menglong also put on his leather armor, smiled at the tribal leaders, and said, "What's the use of spraying fiercely? Spraying a hundred sentences is not as practical as giving them a slap in the face. If it's a man, kill me." Go out, kill them, and take back what is yours!"

Everyone's eyes widened even more, as if they were looking at a madman.Cha Lun kindly reminded: "Master, there are three or four hundred of them!"

Yang Menglong shouted: "We also have three to four hundred people, and almost everyone has a knife. We are afraid of birds! Follow me and kill them out, beat the shit out of them and let them eat it, and see if they dare to fight against us!"

The leaders looked at each other, probably this was the first time they encountered such an arrogant Han youth.On the other hand, those border soldiers felt that Yang Menglong was too interested in them, and they all shouted: "Yes, beat the shit out of them and let them eat it! Count us!"

Yang Menglong is quite satisfied with these frontier troops, so it looks good. If it is like those military households in the inland guards, the enemy shrinks into a ball without seeing the enemy, so why not guard the border?He waved his hand and shouted: "Let's go out together and kill them!" He really jumped off the dirt wall and walked out first.Xu Meng picked up his scary big ax and followed closely behind, Xue Siming and Zhong Ning held strong bows, Cao Jun, Wang Rui, and Qin Mai each held a strong crossbow to keep up, more than 100 soldiers lined up neatly He drove out in silence.Seeing this, twenty or thirty frontier soldiers were secretly surprised: "Where did these guys come from? The discipline is really strict!" They also picked up the guys and followed them out.

The chiefs were dumbfounded again, staring at each other for a long time, and one chief called out, "Chief Chalun, what should we do?"

The Chalun patriarch gritted his teeth and said, "What else can I do? Go out and teach the Khalkha tribe a lesson!"

The leaders exclaimed: "The Khalkha troops are strong and strong, we cannot afford to mess with them!"

The beard of the Chalun patriarch trembled slightly, and he shouted angrily: "We didn't want to provoke them, they came to provoke us! These bandits stole the winter supplies we exchanged for cattle and sheep. They wanted to drive us to death! They They don’t even let us live, why should we be polite to them?”

Thinking of the supplies being robbed, the leaders' eyes turned red.These materials were exchanged for the cattle, sheep and horses that they had worked so hard to herd for a year. Without these materials, how could they survive this winter?Now the damn Khalkha tribe has forced them to the point where they will die if they are beaten, or they will die if they don't fight. What else do they have to worry about?Immediately with a shout, each led the young men of their own tribes and followed them out on horseback, ready to start filming!
The young man in the fox fur hat was a little surprised to see the people driving out of the market in groups.The Khalkha tribe is the most powerful tribe with a radius of thousands of miles. It has more than a thousand people who control strings. Compared with the Burqin tribe, which has died more than 200 young men and is on the verge of collapse, it is simply a giant. On this land , They are the heavens, they are the kings, and the tribes can only let them get what they want, and they dare not even fart!But now there are people who dare to stroke their beards, abandon the protection of the earthen wall, and show that the horses and horses are going to have a movie with them, which is really fresh enough.He rode forward with two soldiers, pointed at Yang Menglong with a whip, and said, "You are the frontier soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, right? This is a matter between us Mongols, why do you intervene?"

Yang Menglong said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you two choices: first, obediently return the stolen things to me; second, obediently return the things I robbed you! Choose yourself! "

As if it was the first time that the young man in the fox fur hat had encountered such a fun thing, he laughed loudly on his horseback, leaning forward and backward from the laughter, and said in a voice that seemed to be dying: "Interesting, interesting! I still It’s the first time I’ve met such an interesting Han Chinese like you!” He suppressed his smile, his face darkened, and his voice became cold: “But, do you know the consequences of provoking our Khalkha tribe?”

Yang Menglong turned his nostrils to the sky, and said nonchalantly: "Stop pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, I was scared! It seems that you don't plan to return the things, so we have nothing to say, let the horse come over, let's Let’s fight a battle first, and then talk about who should get those things!”

The young man in the fox fur hat snorted, and said, "You're looking for death! Minggou, I'll give you one last chance. Take your people and get out, leave the livestock and goods behind, and I'll spare your dog's life!" He pointed at the soldiers holding crossbows, "However, half of them have to be kept as my slaves!"

Yang Menglong put his hands on his hips, and laughed loudly: "Your grandma, I still want to deal with you, so why don't you talk harshly first? It seems that no one should think about it today. Let the horse come here, let's fight first and then come again." Judge who is right and wrong!"

Cheng Ji ran over with a flustered expression, and said in a low voice, "My lord, there is a saying that 'a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake'. This is an internal struggle among the Mongols, why should we intervene?"

Yang Menglong snorted and said, "Boss Cheng, have you thought about it? If I give in this time, they will grab every time we ship goods over for trading in the future. Do we still need to do business? Deal with this kind of people who try to get something for nothing. Bastards, I prefer to use a knife to teach them how to behave, rather than to use words to reason with them!"

Cheng Ji was very speechless to this guy who was more aggressive than a mad dog, so he could only return to the market with a wry smile and let them have their fill.He is also really unlucky, since he met Yang Menglong, he has not lived a peaceful life, either being robbed by bandits or Mongolian horse bandits...

The head of the Chalun clan rode forward, bowed to the fox fur hat boy, and said, "Little King Boyan, our Burqin tribe is also respectful to the Khalkha tribe, right? Every festival, the old man prepares rich gifts to go to congratulate , and we obeyed orders during the battle. We were careful and never made any mistakes. Why did Xiao Wang turn his face and deny people? These goods are related to the lives and deaths of thousands of people in my Burqin department. Please return them to us, we I am willing to send ten BMWs as a thank you!"

Boyan Xiaowang smiled and said, "The BMW is mine, and so are the goods!"

The patriarch of Chalun wanted to plead again, but Yang Menglong was getting impatient: "What are you still talking about with him? I don't know if this kid is out of his mind, and he is focused on fighting against us, dealing with this kind of bad guy. The best way is to beat him until he calls you Lord!"

(End of this chapter)