Suddenly, one of the women, like crazy, not only shouted loudly, but also desperately broke free from the hands of the Ming soldiers, ran to the shore, draped her head and greeted the fishermen.
The group of fishermen seemed to hear the woman's sharp screams, and stopped their work one after another, looking at the woman who ran past.
"Military seat, I'll go get her back." The soldier who had grabbed the woman's arm found that he was too useless and couldn't even catch a woman. He was really embarrassed in front of the army commander.
"No need," Hong Chengchou drank the soldier, and there was a faint expectation in his heart: "Let her go back, we just sent them back, it's good if she finds her tribe."
Three more women are struggling.
Hong Chengchou motioned with his eyes, grabbed their soldiers, released their hands one after another, and let them run to the river.
The fishermen seemed to see the women running towards them clearly. They raised the wooden sticks in their hands and greeted them in the direction of the four women.
They gathered more and more, and the four women were surrounded by the core, as if they were exchanging something.
Hong Chengchou looked on with cold eyes, but didn't know what they were talking about. I hope the four women would not explain the army's bad things. In the past few days, the Ming army has not treated them badly.
The fishermen on the periphery were watching the Ming army vigilantly. Several people whispered, and suddenly dragged their wooden sticks and forks and rushed towards the Ming army.
"Puff!"
A fisherman ran in a hurry without paying attention to his feet. He tripped over a raised rock and lay on the ground.
The edge of the rock was too sharp and cut his bare instep. The blood was left on the grass along the incision on the edge of the rock, and a small piece of grass was dyed green.
The fisherman only breathed a little on the ground, and didn't even look at the wound on the instep. After getting up, his eyes widened for another round, and he quickly joined the crowd of people attacking the Ming army.
"Military seat..."
Seeing that not many people rushed over, Hong Chengchou said, "Be prepared, if they enter the middle line of the eighty steps, they will shoot at my command."
The soldiers began to raise their guns and aimed at the fishermen who were approaching.
When language cannot be communicated, any misjudgment may lead to a war between the two sides. Although Hong Chengchou is not afraid of these fishermen, it is obviously not his expectation to start the war. In this situation, it is necessary to decide whether to resort to force.
More and more fishermen were coming over. Hong Chengchou visually found that there were nearly a hundred people. He shook his head. It seemed that the desire to get along with these Buryat people would be frustrated.
The fishermen from the periphery rushed towards the Ming army, causing a huge gap in the crowd surrounding the women. The women also discovered the fishermen's unkind behavior towards the Ming army.
They went crazy again, but this time they were directed at the fishermen. The sharp screams even Hong Chengchou could hear. The sound of breaking through the air, like a hole in the air, pounced on the fishermen of the Ming army, and they were instantly frozen. Up.
"Huh? How did they stop? Did they find our flintlock?"
"No? Do they know flintlocks?"
"Didn't they have seen Hong Mao's musket?"
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The arguments of the soldiers awakened Hong Chengchou. The women must be telling the fishermen the truth: The Ming Army was not their enemies, but their benefactors who rescued them from Hongmao's hands.
Hong Chengchou remembered that when Hongmao was capturing these women, there might be their clansman next to him, "Send them two Hongmao over, see their reactions, and then make a decision."
The soldiers pushed out two red hairs tied up on their hands and feet, placed them on the horsebacks, and then whipped a whip on the horse's buttocks so that the horses carried the red hairs and faced the fishermen in front.
The fishermen gathered two war horses carrying red hairs, and saw the tied red hairs on the horsebacks, and immediately some people screamed and danced, looking like the end of the world.
All the fishermen became nervous. They used the tip of the wooden stick to point at the red horse on the horseback.
In front of the crowd, the horse slowly stopped, allowing the bolder fishermen to drag away the red hairs on their backs.
The fishermen watched the two red hairs. The four women rushed over from behind and saw the blue eyes and red hair on the ground. They went crazy for the third time. They also stomped the red hair lying on the ground with bare feet. Mao, there is a woman's feet, cut and stepped on the crotch of a red hair, the red hair suddenly howled like a pig...
The fishermen stepped forward to grab the four women who were crying and making noises. The women were not easy to stabilize their emotions. They quietly wiped away the tears with the back of their hands while talking to the fishermen.
The women's emotions stabilized, but the fishermen seemed to be mad. Numerous wooden sticks, with a lot of anger, inserted into the red hair's body from different parts.
The red hairs suddenly made waves of screams. The screams were like waves on the surface of the water. They swayed far away and reached the ears of the Ming army. Hong Chengchou suddenly created new expectations. The enemy's enemy is a friend. , Maybe he came on the right trip this time.
When the fisherman pulls out the wooden stick, there will be a splash of red blood at the entrance of the hole, and it will rush out along the tip of the wooden stick.
Perhaps because the body was tied up, the blood stayed too fast. In the blink of an eye, the diarrhea turned into a gurgling, and then turned to flow along the skin. The screams of two red hairs became more and more. Weak, after a sudden howl like a pig, there was no more sound.
The Ming army not far away all experienced the Northern Expedition and was used to killing people on the battlefield, but they watched the fishermen brutally assassinate Hong Mao, even when Hong Mao had no vital signs, they were assassinated. With lingering palpitations, they secretly vowed that no matter what, these uncivilized savages must not be close to themselves.
What the Ming Army was worried about soon happened. After the fishermen assassinated Hong Mao, they collectively rushed towards the Ming Army.
The four women led the way, and the middle-aged man behind them, wearing a forward hat, had a pheasant tail feather inserted in the back, and the tail feathers were long and bright.
From the length of the pheasant's tail feathers, it is not difficult to guess that he may be the fishermen of this group, or even the leader of this tribe. The fishermen following him sometimes have their heads inserted in the tail feathers of the pheasants, but the length of the tail feathers is shorter. A big chunk.
The soldiers suddenly became nervous, and flintlocks pointed at the fishermen involuntarily.
"Don't be nervous, they didn't bring wooden sticks." Hong Chengchou found that when the fishermen rushed over, they had thrown the wooden sticks in their hands next to Hongmao's corpse. Now they have their hands empty. Since they are willing to put down their weapons, there should be none. Malicious, even if they have malicious intentions, although the distance of the flintlock gun is too close, there is no chance to shoot, but the soldiers of the Ming army are equipped with sabers, and they will not suffer in close combat.
The soldiers found out that they were too nervous, maybe they were shocked by the cruelty of the fishermen. When they looked closely, the fishermen really had their hands empty and their heads drooping. They didn't have the strands that had just assassinated the red hair. Fierce air.
Twenty steps in front of Hong Chengchou, the soldiers stopped the four women and the fishermen behind them.
The four women looked back at the pheasant tail feather man who followed them, and the man only looked back at the other entourages behind them.
A few of them stepped forward together, lightly nodding their forehead, chest and left and right arms with their right hands, then knelt down on their knees, and knocked respectfully in front of Hong Chengchou's horse.
Some actions are common to human beings, even without verbal communication, both sides can understand.
Under the protection of his own soldiers, Hong Chengchou got off his horse and came to the front of the chief fisherman.
The slight sound of footsteps alarmed the chief fisherman who was kissing the grass. He raised his head and saw Hong Chengchou's right hand stretched over.
The right hands of the two men were tightly clasped together. Hong Chengchou used his strength slightly, and the leader of the fisherman slowly stood up from the grass by his pulling force.
Hong Chengchou couldn't understand what he said in his mouth, but from the expression in his eyes, Hong Chengchou could still see the gratitude.
As soon as the chief fisherman got up, the four women knelt down in front of Hong Chengchou again, kissing the grass piously. If you don't know people, they think they are doing some religious prayer ceremony.
Hong Chengchou bent down and helped them up one by one.
The fisherman leader stretched out his right hand to Hong Chengchou and pointed to the Segereng River ahead.
"Does he invite me to be a guest?" Hong Chengchou thought to himself, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.
Behind the leader, a man wearing a forward hat bowed to the vicinity of Hong Chengchou. He held Hong Chengchou's shoulder with one hand and gently pushed Hong Chengchou's waist with the other. Hong Chengchou couldn't help but walk forward with him.
"Military seat..."
Hong Chengchou thinks about it. Now that he has arrived here, he is having difficulty rejecting the Buryat’s invitation before he finds out the Buryat’s hostility. “You follow along, don’t worry.”
The Ming army followed Hong Chengchou and walked slowly westward. Hong Chengchou discovered that they stopped at the junction of the Wuda River and the Segeleng River.
In Hong Chengchou’s sight, there are messy wooden houses and busy people everywhere. It is preliminary estimated that the population of this tribe should exceed 1,000 people, including the elderly and children. The strip can only cover the most important part.
No wonder Hongmao wants to assault them. Isn't this tempting others to commit crimes
When Hong Chengchou was thinking about it, the fisherman leader guided him into a slab house in the middle.
This slab house is particularly wide, and it is already a little short. In Hong Chengchou's eyes, it appears to be even lower. When he entered the house, he was worried about touching his head, so he had to lower his head.
Ten soldiers guarded Hong Chengchou's side tightly. The flintlock rifle was loaded and ready to shoot at any time.
It is still early, and it should not be time for dinner.
The Buryat girl brought hot tea. Hong Chengchou was about to try the taste. A soldier screamed, "Military seat..."
Hong Chengchou had to stop his movements.
The soldier took the hot tea and took two sips, as if tasting the tea. He grinned at once, probably because it didn't taste good.
After swallowing the tea into his belly, the soldiers found no abnormality, and then returned the teacup to Hong Chengchou, and nodded towards Hong Chengchou, indicating that his tea should be no problem.