Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 59 The General Loves the Village Girl (28)

Duan Xinghui also knew that there were people in the army who were planning to do something wrong. It was Princess Jiahui, a woman, who was in the army, and the men in this group didn't know what they were thinking.

Duan Xinghui originally cared about her and went up to ask her, but the other party said bluntly, "What do you think will happen to me?"

It made Duan Xinghui feel suffocated, very annoyed, he just cared about her, why did he look at him with such vigilant eyes.

Princess Jiahui's feelings for him changed so quickly that Duan Xinghui felt that Princess Jiahui's love for him before was just a dream.

Duan Xinghui got bored, turned his horse around and left to protect the safety of Generalissimo Shen Feng.

The marching team was still moving forward, and Ning Shu couldn't stand it after walking down for such a long time. The march lasted for more than ten days. During this time, Ning Shu's legs were worn out, and she was forced to do nothing. Ning Shu Unexpectedly, he sewed a soft cushion and tied it to his leg without a teacher. At last, it didn't hurt so much.

Moreover, some people in the team seemed to be getting more and more courageous, maybe they were slowly testing Ning Shu's bottom line, and some people had a crazy idea in their hearts, that is, they regarded Princess Jiahui as something to think about.

Ning Shu knew it, and just sneered. For those people who approached her tent, no matter who they were, it was a slap in the face.

It seemed that they had seen Ning Shu's ferocity, and these people didn't dare to wander around in front of Ning Shu's tent. Even if they passed by, they might be whipped.

So Ning Shu's tent became almost a vacuum, Ning Shu was very satisfied with this, these people are cheap, only when they are ruthless can they know how to be afraid.

The further the marching team went, the more desolate it looked. There were large tracts of land that were not cultivated, and even some land that was planted with food was ruined badly.

The Xiongnu Tartars just regarded the people on the border of the Dayong Dynasty as fat sheep. When the wool grew, they came to harvest it once, and they came to harvest it when there was no food in winter.

Ning Shu was very indignant in his heart, the Huns and Tartars were tall and big, and they knew how to rob without thinking of working.

Shen Feng also had a sad face, stroked his gray beard, looked around, sighed, and said: "The people living on the border are really suffering."

Shen Feng has never seen how miserable it is to be a commoner taken away by the Tartars, with ragged clothes, yellow and emaciated, working for the Tartars, while the Tartars beat these slaves with their whips while drinking wine.

Ning Shu's heart fluctuated violently, and he wished to fight these hateful Huns immediately.

The closer to the border, the heavier the hearts of the soldiers. The villages here are desolate, and there are basically no people in sight, and the closer to the border, the more serious the desertification of the land.

Shen Feng found a desolate village to set up camp. In this village, there were old, weak, sick and disabled children. Their lips were purple from the cold, and their bodies were covered with rotten cotton wadding, which was not enough to cover their bodies.

Seeing the army, the faces of the people in the village showed horror and despair. Even though these troops did not wear the service of the Huns, they made these people equally afraid.

The geese are plucking their feathers, and the soldiers are like combing. That's why these people are so hasty and at a loss.

Ning Shu felt sour, and said to Shen Feng: "Marshal, we still won't enter the village, it's not suitable to disturb the common people."

Shen Feng saw these people trembling with fright, and ordered to set up camp not far from the village, and ordered not to disturb the people.

Ning Shu sat in his tent and took off the cushions covering his legs. After such a period of marching, the saddles had already worn out his legs. Fortunately, there were still cushions, so it did not worsen.

Ning Shu sprinkled some medicine powder on the wound, and suddenly her ears moved, as if she heard the woman's cry for help.

Ning Shu hurried out of the tent, it was getting dark now, Ning Shu seemed to hear the sound of horseshoes.

Ning Shu stepped on the tree trunk and climbed up one tree after another. He raised his eyes and saw that on a dusty road not far away, there were less than twenty Xiongnu Tartars riding horses, teasing the running in front of them. woman.

There were extremely cruel and playful smiles on the faces of each man, with a cat-and-mouse interest on his face.

Ning Shu got lucky, jumped down from the tree, walked directly towards the biggest tent, entered the tent and said to Shen Feng: "Marshal, we have found traces of Tartars ahead, I hope the Marshal can send a team of soldiers to the last general."

Hearing this, Shen Feng asked the general in the tent: "Who wants to go with the left forward."

Apart from Shen Feng, Princess Jiahui's status is her biggest, and these men are not willing to be inferior to a woman.

Seeing these people's attitudes, Ning Shu flicked his whip and said, "Go with me, otherwise I will beat you to death."

First, Duan Xinghui stood up, and Shen Feng sent a team of nearly 100 people to Ning Shu to go there.

When it was time to reach the goal, Ning Shu saw that these Huns actually captured a woman.

A circle of Huns surrounded the woman, with a presumptuous smile on their lips, mixed with the woman's panicked shouts and cursing.

Seeing this scene, Ning Shu's head was about to smoke, so he rode over and gave the man a whip.

When the man was about to act, he was suddenly whipped, and it hit his back. He immediately felt pain in his body, and then he felt numb all over his body.

Ning Shu's whip directly injured the man's spine, and he lost his ability to move for a while.

Everyone was startled by this sudden situation, and they stared blankly at the whip-throwing wounded, with expressions of amazement and fear in their eyes.

Ning Shu pulled everyone away without paying attention, and directly leaned on the horse's back, bent down, grabbed the arm of the woman on the ground, and pulled her onto the horse's back with all her strength.

The woman stared at Ning Shu blankly, as if she had fallen into Ning Shu's cold eyes.

The Tartars screamed angrily when they saw that their booty had been robbed. On this frontier, the Huns were always invincible, and such a thing had never happened before.

Ning Shu took off the red cloak on his back and put it on the woman. Until now, the woman didn't seem to react. It wasn't until the cloak was on her that the woman's body trembled, and she lowered her head and didn't speak.

After a while, the team behind also followed. Duan Xinghui saw the Xiongnu Tartars in front of him, and he seemed to be jealous when he met the Huns. Last time he fell into the trap of these Tartars, which led to his general position. They were all slapped.

At first the Tartars spoke angrily what Ning Shu couldn't understand, but now seeing so many people coming, one of the Tartars stammered in the language of the Yong Dynasty, "You... are not guards on the border."

The soldiers on the border of the Yong Dynasty were frightened by them. Only when they saw them detour, could they act recklessly on the land of the Yong Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)