Chapter 81: Everything I do is to relieve your pain

Before the savage could scream, Han Lingshan stuck out his hand and covered his mouth tightly. The savage shook his head wildly, and his hands tied behind him twisted hard to get rid of all the constraints and die with the devil in front of him.

Unfortunately, the neck ring was connected to a wooden stake, and he couldn't break it away. His hands were firmly bound by cowhide ropes, and he couldn't break it away either. He didn't want to shed tears, but tears gushed out like spring water. After a while, the hands that Han Lingshan used to cover his mouth became wet.

"Do you want to kill these beasts to avenge your wife and children?"

Han Lingshan raised his hand to wipe off the savage because he opened his eyes too wide and tore the blood from the corners of his eyes, and asked in a low voice.

After letting go of his hands, the savage would only make a hissing like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.

Han Lingshan stroked the savage's head and said, "Hold on, wait until we enter Hetuala, I will give you a chance to escape, a chance to revenge, and a chance to avenge your tribe. What kind of weapon do you want at that time?

When I caught you, the short knife in your hand was obviously not suitable for you. How about such a long knife?"

As he spoke, he pulled out his long knife and stuck it on the ground.

The savage looked at the long knife stuck in the snow hornyly, and leaned forward with force.

"Or, you still want this!"

Han Lingshan took another gourd gunpowder and placed it next to the long knife.

The savage looked at Hanling Mountain sadly.

"You have nothing now, your home, your wife, and your children are gone. I know that your tribe members can only have one wife in their lifetime, and the woman who can give birth to you is more precious than the pearls in the sea.

Do you want to avenge them?

Or take your group of tribes to revenge them, so you are likely to become a hero of tribes. Look, there is a very small city here..."

Hanling Mountain drew a simple city structure diagram of Hetuala on the snow.

At dawn, Old Agu came out of the ground nest and found Su Hetai leaning against a tree trunk holding a long knife, as if he was sleeping.

He smiled slightly, came to Su Hetai, and dusted the snow and said, "You are the leader, you shouldn't be on the night endlessly."

Su Hetai rubbed off the ice slag on his beard and said, "I said that as long as the brothers follow me, I will be the first to charge and the last to retreat. This is also the reason why the brothers respect me as their leader.

Old Agu, we should not let them down. They have been disappointed once. If they do it again, there will be no future."

"You will definitely become a general respected by everyone."

Su Hetai laughed and said, "This is also my goal."

"We will enter Hertualah tomorrow, and we will be rich. I hope we can meet noble people and sell these savages for a good price."

Su Hetai patted Old Agu's back and said, "Believe me, I am the one who has been blessed by the great lama."

Old Agu laughed and said, "You are right, you are the one who has been blessed by the great lama."

"Call everyone up, let's go out after eating something, and you will take care of these savages during the day. They will succeed soon, and there must be no mistakes."

"Today I will set up a sleeping nest between two horses, and you will sleep along the way. When I arrive at Hetuala, I will wake you up."

Su Hetai yawned and glanced at the savage who was still silent with his head down, then walked into the ground, kicked and woke everyone up, and found the cleanest place to get in.

Hetuala is the birthplace of Jianzhou hero Nurhaci and the place where Nurhaci stayed after his strength.

This city was originally one of the countless garrisons of the Ming Dynasty. Later, after being rebuilt by Nurhaci, it became the first iconic capital of the Jianzhou people.

The city is not tall at all, divided into two cities inside and outside, with a radius of only ten miles, making it a real ten miles city.

The inner city mainly lived with Nurhaci's relatives and relatives. With the Jianzhou people moving the capital to Shengjing, most of the people left behind were abandoned old nobles and old palace ladies.

These people have a very high reputation and are not favored by the new emperor. They themselves know that they cannot follow the emperor to Shengjing, so they stayed in this old city and lived a prosperous and healthy life.

When Nurhaci was still here, there were more than 20,000 households living in the city, with more than 100,000 people, and there were tens of thousands of guards in the outer city. Now it is no longer the grand occasion of the past. There are only 800 guards in the city.

There are many buildings in the city, some buildings, schoolyards, warehouses and ovens that make bows and arrows, armor, and countless shops. After all, there are many noble and rich people living here, among which eight of the concubines left by Nurhaci live.

Su Hetai and his group naturally could not enter the inner city. Even if they had a blue flag waist card, they were not allowed to enter the inner city, which disappointed him a little.

The prosperity of Hetulala is different from the solitude of Shengjing, and the business here seems to be more primitive and rough.

The skins were all taken off the wild beasts and they were still covered with blood. Ginseng, a precious medicinal material, piled on the ground like radishes, and occasionally a few people selling Haidongqing put the trained Haidongqing on their arms and kept selling them to merchants.

However, today, the most dazzling businessman star is undoubtedly Su Hetai's group.

When they drove three hundred and eighty-six savages into Hertuala, they were greeted with loud cheers from the gatekeepers.

Compared with the other goods, these savages who are about to become armored men are the most scarce and most precious goods in Jianzhou.

As soon as he entered the city, more than a dozen people who looked like butlers came to ask about the price of these savages, but Old Agu smiled and refused one by one, saying that such good goods could only be sold to the most noble people.

These people who look like housekeepers are not angry, and they have no idea of ​​forcing them to buy and sell. They just tore open the fur coat covered with lice on the savages, look at the strong bodies of these savages, then pinch the savages' mouth and look at their teeth, and then leave with a smile.

The group moved into the largest inn in Hertuara, and the savages were also arranged by the shop owner in the stables.

When the Jianzhou people returned to the crowd, they were like fish swimming into the sea, borrowing Lao Agu's waist card, and going to the place they liked to go in the city.

At night, Han Lingshan squatted on a manger and smoked. Mingmiao's cigarette butts kept blushing his face and hid into the darkness again.

"Brother Sikten, after we sell you, you will be free. I don't know who your buyer will be, but it must be a powerful person.

If you want revenge, this is the most suitable place. Your countless tribes were sold here and finally sent to the army to die in battle.

Also, I will stay in this city and see how you take revenge. If you think we should die too, come here to find us.

I know you are all real warriors, but you don’t have armor, good bows and arrows, sharp weapons, and no gunpowder.

However, you are very lucky. You have the armor, weapons, and even gunpowder here. As long as you can capture the places where you make armor and weapons, you have everything you want.

I have told you the place that their guards are few and weak, and I think that with your force, you will be enough to destroy the city.

I even heard that you and some of your tribes are locked in nearby dungeons. I don’t know how many people are, but you remember the location of the dungeon, right?”

Savage Sikten, in the dark, looked up at the man squatting on the manger and whispered: "Why help us?"

Han Lingshan sighed and said, "Your life is so hard."

"Why did I kill my wife and children again?"

"If you don't kill your wife and children, you will still hunt happily in the black forest. Until these people catch you, you will have no idea what kind of suffering your tribe has suffered.

If you don’t kill your wife and children, where can you get the courage to swing your enemies and then save your tribe!

Your tribe members have eaten too much bitterness in the black forest. You always have not enough food to eat, your animal skins are always not enough to wear, and your children will die due to cold and hunger...

Sikten, you have been in the black forest for too long. Open your eyes and see what the world has become.

Why are you so brave and kind but even eating and dressing a problem?

Why can these people rely on their own many people to catch you brave people and fight for them and rob them?

Have you ever thought about why?"

Sikten's eyes shone in the darkness, and after a while, he whispered: "If you told me these things early, I would kill my wife and children by myself."

Han Lingshan shook his head in pain and said, "I'm sorry, Xiketeng, heroes must experience the pain that people cannot bear before they can become great. I don't want you to bear the pain of killing your wife and children on your back. These sins are to me, so that you can hate me as much as you want, but you won't have any cowardly thoughts in your heart. Without them, you will be able to do anything..."

As Han Lingshan's back completely disappeared into the darkness, Sikteng stood up and stroked the neck ring that had a crack on his neck. With a little force, he broke the neck ring.

A short shining sword from the gaiter was pulled out, and came to another savage tied to the pillar, pried open the neck, and whispered: "Atamuha, my brother, we cannot trust that person, we must start from tonight."

Han Lingshan returned to the room and sent a new guard. Then he came to his own room without taking off his shoes. He sat cross-legged on the bed, putting a long knife on his knees, quietly waiting for a new dawn to arrive.

He believed that Sikteng was a good leader, a man who could pretend to believe his nonsense in a short time, and how could he wait until he was sold tomorrow before he could start it?

When the moon rose, it shone on his window frame. A few muffled groans that were undetectable came. A smile appeared on Han Lingshan's face. He jumped up from the bed, reached out and grabbed the beam of the room, then pressed his arms to press his body on the beam of the room.

Half the tip of the knife came through the crack of the door, quietly opened the door bolt, Sikten tiptoed in, and found that there was no one in the room, so he quietly retreated out.

There was a corpse upside down at the door opposite, and the eldest brother was opening his neck, and it was slowly bleeding out. It was Lao Agu...

Han Lingshan continued to climb along the beams of the house. Soon he followed the thick beams and pillars to the window, turned over and pushed the window open and crawled out.

Turning over again, I went to the roof.

Standing on the roof, he looked at Hetuala under the moonlight and chuckled, then took out a tied gunpowder from his arms, ignited it and threw it away from the house in the distance.

Explosions sounded, houses collapsed, and fires burst into full bloom.
Chapter completed!