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Everyone has always regarded this young Lord Baile as wise and brave, and they are always proud to follow him in battles.
Just now, everyone was working hard for him, and now they even hoped that he would use his best ability to capture the hunter in one fell swoop, and do so easily and elegantly to save face.
As expected, the young Baylor raised his arms, ready to launch a violent attack.
But I heard the Sanbeile behind me say: “Eighth brother, step back and wait for me to talk about the hero.”
Everyone thought that the young Lord Belle would not give up and would continue to use heavy blows until the Orion was subdued. Unexpectedly, when he heard his brother’s cry, he immediately turned around.
Everyone could only hear the roar of the wind above their heads. When he looked up, Sanbeile had risen into the air, like a lion swooping forward, with extremely powerful momentum.
At this time, Orion Jin Yubei had walked four or five feet away. Unexpectedly, although Sanbeile was huge, he was extremely fast. He turned around in the air and landed opposite him.
Jin Yubei stopped immediately and saw the three Baylors standing majestically on the spot, blocking the way. He clasped his fists and said, “Jin Yubei accidentally entered Baylor’s paddock. Please forgive me for my sin of ignorance. I hope Baylor will hold your hand high and let the people go free.” Go ahead, thank you very much.”
Sanbeile waved his hand and said: “That’s easy to say. I don’t mean to blame him. I just saw that the warriors were extraordinary heroes, and I wanted to invite them to the camp to talk about it.”
Jin Yubei said: “I am a hunter in the next day. It is difficult for people in the mountains to be respected. Mengbeile made a mistake. Furthermore, if I go out early the next morning, my family will be weak and there will be no one to take care of me. I must rush back as soon as possible…”
At this moment, I could faintly hear several horn sounds coming from the south of Xuefeng.
Everyone listened attentively, and there seemed to be sounds of people shouting and horses neighing in the wind.
I saw the two people behind Sanbeile turning around and grabbing the horns slung across their bodies at the same time, raising their heads and blowing “Woo…Woo…Woo…”.
Immediately, I heard the sound of horns ringing from the opposite side of Xuefeng, one after another, echoing each other from afar.
In an instant, two horses were seen turning around the mountain peak and rushing towards them.
When we got closer, we saw that the two warriors were also wearing bearskin mandarins and bearskin hats, similar to the warriors led by Sanbeile.
The two men who were running quickly rolled off their saddles and dismounted from their horses more than ten steps away. They hurriedly took a few steps to reach Sanbeile. They bowed and reported loudly: “Master Sanbeile, Qinglong camp has captured nine tigers and ten bears.” Three, thirty roe deer, sixty-six deer, and fourteen ‘Aha’.”
Sanbeile waved his hand and said: “Okay! Bring it here!” The two of them replied in unison: “嗻!” They bowed and took a few steps back, jumped on their horses, and returned along the original road.
Sanbeile turned back to Jin Yubei and said, “Soldiers, please invite me.” His words were so powerful that no one could refute him.
Jin Yubei said: “A gentleman should not force others to make things difficult for him. Guibele is wise and powerful, so he will not be in trouble with an unknown person like me. Please open a wide net and let Jin Yubei go home.”
Sanbeile laughed and said: “The strong man really knows how to talk. If he doesn’t let the strong man go home, then Benbeile will not be a wise man? I have neither caught nor restrained the strong man, so how can I let him go? I just see that the strong man is burdened with The unique skills are different from those of ordinary hunters. I admire them in my heart. I just want to open my eyes and experience them.”
At this time, the sound of the horn was heard again in the mountain col to the north. Behind young Belle, two people were seen grabbing the horns. As soon as the horn sound in the col stopped, they immediately raised their heads and started blowing “woo woo woo”.
In an instant, two people were seen galloping up the hillside on horseback, galloping towards them. Arriving in front of young Beile, he rolled his saddle and dismounted, hurriedly took a few steps, knelt down on one knee, and reported loudly: “Go back to Master Si Beile, and we captured fifteen tigers, ten bears, and fifty-one deer at Flying Tiger Camp. Forty-three roe deer, seven wild boars, ten red raccoons, and seventeen aha.”
The Sibeile Master smiled and said loudly: “Bring them all here!” The two men stepped back, turned around, grabbed the horn, and started blowing “woo woo woo” into the mountain col where they came from. The sound of the horn is no longer as urgent as before.
In a moment, a team of people appeared on each side of the north and south. Although it was in the heavy snow, he moved very quickly and was close in no time.
The first team from the south stops behind Three Belles, and the first team from the north stops behind Four Belles.
The men and horses have bright leather armor, are neat and majestic, all carry scimitars on their waists, and wear hard crossbows and strong bows. There were about 300 people riding on each side. Except for the sound of the horses’ breathing and the sound of treading on the snow, everyone stood silent.
After the queue are dozens of horses pulling more than a dozen snow sledges, which are piled with bears, tigers, deer, roe deer and other prey. Further back, I saw more than thirty soldiers on each side escorting a dozen Han ginseng customers and hunters.
The two teams each had a heavily armored carriage at the end. Judging from the curtains lifted by the strong wind, the interior of the carriage was empty. It must have been for the three and four Baylors to ride and rest.
The soldiers behind Sibeile drove away a few more Han people. They were all herded into the team circle. Both groups of Han men had their hands tied behind their backs, and the men and women were also connected in a string by cowhide ropes. Most of the Han people’s eyes were frightened, their faces were filled with horror, and everyone bowed their heads and looked wretched.
Suddenly, one of the Han people behind Sibeile suddenly rushed forward. But because there were ropes connecting people, his rush knocked down two or three people in front and behind him.
The man only managed a few steps before he was pulled down on the snow. His arms were tied behind his back, unable to support himself on the ground with his hands, and his head and face fell straight into the snow. Although he wanted to stand up, his hands couldn’t be freed and were **** by the rope. He couldn’t get up half a foot and fell to the snow again.
The man curled up on the snow before letting his upper body reach his knees. His head and face were covered with snow. He raised his head and wailed loudly: “Please show me mercy, I have a mother above me and descendants below. Let me go home! Please show mercy…”
The old Han man kept kowtowing his head as he begged. His tears, snot, and the snow stuck to his face turned into ice, clinging to his gray beard. Jin Yubei saw that he was trembling all over and his cry was very pitiful, and he couldn’t bear it in his heart.
The old Han man was pleading to himself when two soldiers strode over. Someone kicked him on the back and knocked him down on the snow. The pain was so painful that the man couldn’t move or scream. The other one was cursing, took out his riding crop, “swished” twice, and slapped the old man on the back. The Han man’s cotton-padded coat immediately opened two large holes, and the cotton wool was exposed.
Han people from both the north and the south began to plead, “Please let me go, sir”, “Let me go home”, “I have children and young people in my family, they will starve to death”, “Please let me go, sir, out of kindness.” Let’s go”…
There was a continuous cry of mourning. Some of the Han people in the two groups started to cry even more when they thought of their wives and children.
Jin Yubei looked at the two teams of Han people in the north and south, and felt even more unbearable.
Seeing such a tragic situation, Jin Yubei suddenly thought: The “Aha” mentioned by the soldiers when they reported the news just twice turned out to be these Han ginseng customers and hunters. Come to think of it, I am also what they call an “Aha”. If I had just fallen into the hands of the Four Belles, wouldn’t there be an “Aha” like me in the cowhide rope now?
Soldiers from the north and the south drew out their whips and raised their bows to hit the Han people. Then several Han people were knocked over on the snow.
Seeing that there were still people complaining, the soldiers escorting the Han people pulled out their scimitars with a loud bang. Amidst loud shouts, the sharp scimitars swayed over the heads of the Han people.
For a while, the Han people in both groups were so frightened that they shrank their heads and bowed their heads, not daring to make another sound.
Although Jin Yubei didn’t know these Han people, his emotions and behavior made him extremely shocked when he saw them.
Moreover, he himself is a Han. Seeing the Han people being captured as prey by these wolf-like Jurchen soldiers and being brutally tortured, he couldn’t help but arouse righteous indignation in his heart. The Han people are also human beings, they have parents and wives, and they depend on each other for life. Unexpectedly, they are reduced to pigs and dogs in the hands of you Jurchens. How do they live in their families? When I thought about this, I also thought about my beloved wife, and I couldn’t help but feel warm in my heart.
Jin Yubei scanned the Han people on both sides, determined to rescue them, and secretly planned a plan to escape.
He turned to look at Sanbeile and the warriors and soldiers beside him. When I saw the little girl behind Sibeile, looking intently at the old man rolling on the snow, her eyes were filled with unbearability, and even more fear and confusion.
The girl looked up and timidly said to Sibeile: “Uncle Eighth, let them go.” Her voice was very soft, but her pleading was very serious.
Unexpectedly, Sibeile immediately turned around and scolded: “What do you know, little kid! Didn’t your Ama tell you how our ancestors were killed by those Han wolves? They all pretended to be pitiful, but in fact they all harbored evil intentions and were sinister. Dangerous!”
The girl lowered her head, her big eyes filled with tears, feeling unspeakably aggrieved and sad. No one had ever scolded her like this.
In her eyes, the handsome, wise and courageous Eighth Uncle suddenly became cold and angry at what she had to dare to say.
How could she know how much hatred and hostility her eighth uncle had in his heart at this time?
Jin Yubei’s thoughts suddenly changed: The Jurchens are numerous and powerful, and those brave warriors wearing bearskin clothes can each be as good as ten. The Sanbeile in front of him is even more courageous than anyone else. Looking at the Han people, they were all **** with ropes and were extremely weak. How can we get out of this dangerous situation?
At this time, the old man behind Sibeile who had been kicked over by the soldiers regained his breath and groaned again: “The old man is so pitiful, please let me go…”
Jin Yubei turned to look at the old man. When he glanced at Sibeile, he suddenly had an idea in his mind…