This team is not fast. Everyone has a horse.

Soon they came to the front of Li Yuanqing.
In front of the procession, there are 7 strong men in leather armor. Among them, a carriage is pulled by two healthy horses. Because the road is not wide, there are no guards on both sides of the carriage, followed by more than 20 horses.
"It’s so nice to be a dog." Shun spat.
Li Yuanqing winked at him and told him not to go out.
Shun quickly closed his mouth.
At this time, Xu Hei whispered, "There seems to be something wrong with your honor. I think the seven people in front of you seem to be real slaves."
Li Yuanqing also found the abnormality. The seven people who walked in front were all mature Han people, and each expression was fierce and abnormal.
Their shoulders are wide, their arms are thick, their legs are big, their legs are short and look down upon, they seem to be uncoordinated, but they are very harmonious, and they are full of strength.
Especially, the pigtails of money behind their hats are oily and greasy, and I don’t know how long it has been before they have been washed. The soldiers who joined the Han flag after a long time are obviously different from the new pigtails of money.
As the carriage drove past, the contrast between the soldiers with the Han flag was even more obvious.
"My Lord, there are at least fifteen or six true slaves, three white armor, five red armor, and two generations. This carriage is likely to be a big man."
Xu hei clenched his fist tightly, and his eyes were full of excitement. After a long time in the snow, the cold disappeared instantly.
In the late Jin army, soldiers were mainly divided into three grades: garrison soldiers, foot armor and vest.
Ordinary Jurchen men have to take an exam every three years from the age of ten, mainly riding and shooting, and they can be promoted to the garrison if they pass the martial arts.
Then came the carapace, then the vest.
Among the many ma3 jia3 soldiers, the more outstanding ones are also called Red-armed Labourers and White-armed Labourers, which are commonly known as Red-armed Soldiers and White-armed Soldiers. The later Manchu Guards and Forward Battalion are the foundation of these two.
In particular, Bai Jiabing is also famous and extremely elite in later generations. They have passed several battles and killed several enemy heads before they can get this honor. Even if there are more than a dozen Bai Jiabing among the three people in the latter Jin Dynasty, they can definitely be said to be the elite of the elite.
In the vest, the soldiers go to Bashiku, which is the winner in the white armor. The Han people generally call it the lead rush
Bashiku went to the generation, also known as Fenbashiku, which was the Manchu Xiaoqi School in later generations.
Further on is Niu Lu Zhang Jing, a Niu Lu and three soldiers, which is equivalent to a thousand troops.
Because after this era, 8 jin j can no one dare to eat reimbursement …
At this time, looking at this line of people, Li Yuanqing’s eyes also narrowed slightly. Is it that the battlefield in western Liaoning has just returned to the late Jin nobles?
If the situation in the battlefield in western Liaoning goes well, this possibility will not be ruled out.
But if this is a nobleman in the late Jin dynasty, then the war in western Liaoning has been …
Li Yuanqing in the mind a "hitched" expression instantaneous some gloomy.
The 130,000 people in Quang Ninh Army won’t collapse so soon, will they?
"Adults see them go into the post." Wang Hai is also a little excited and can’t talk.
Li Yuanqing looked to the south, and in front of the latter team, a white-clad man said something to the post. Soon, the tall wooden door of the post made a few bow and scrape to meet the people in the fur coat.
It was not until the last horse entered the post and died at the gate that Li Yuanqing withdrew his eyes.
"Elder brother, we may meet a big fish this time. Haha" Shun is also full of excitement.
What an honor it would be to slay a true slave nobleman?
It is more valuable than Mao Wenlong’s capture of Tong’s Aisingiorro consorts in Zhenjiang.
After all, consorts are Han Chinese no matter how high they are.
Since the rise of the late Jin Dynasty, Da has never received the head of the Jurchen nobility.
Li Yuanqing’s heart is also full of waves. Is this his mother Mang Gurtai? Did he come back from the battlefield in western Liaoning?
But for a moment Li Yuanqing shook his head and gave up the idea.
Just now, although the Tatar team played with a red flag, the flag did not have Phnom Penh. This is not the late Jin royal family
Moreover, how can a big Baylor like Manggurtai give up the opportunity to make meritorious deeds in western Liaoning and return to the land halfway?
But even if it wasn’t for Mangurtai to have such an appearance and such a small scale, the owner of this carriage must be suspected by the late Jin nobles.
"Adults do it, son of a bitch, Tatar noble. Haha, I’d like to see what’s the matter with him." Duan Xiliang was also excited and couldn’t help himself.
Li Yuanqing shook his head. "They have entered the post. They must rest here tonight. Don’t worry. We must never make a move."
At this time, the sky is not dark. Although there are more than 25 elite soldiers here, they all rely on the’ 11 Road’
Then Jin’s team will have more horses for everyone, and it will be difficult to chase them if you startle them.
Moreover, these fifteen or sixteen true slaves are all elite, with five red armor, three white armor, two reminders and one generation. I’m afraid that the power can be worth more than 100 people here in Li Yuanqing.
They also have a post station to help them. It’s hard to say who will die if they rush.
This is by no means Li Yuanqing’s ambition to destroy his own prestige.
Although Li Yuanqing probably considered these soldiers to be elite soldiers, they were not strong enough, but their armour was not thick enough. Most of them were farmers, and they became soldiers less than a year ago. How can these soldiers be compared with the Jin soldiers who grew up on horseback and in the process of burning, killing and looting?
Duan Xiliang see Li Yuanqing look dignified also dare not rashly respectfully back to Li Yuanqing.
Li Yuanqing quietly watched the rapid rotation of the mind of the nearby post.
At this time, although there are not many Tatars, they are all elite, and everyone has a horse to attack and show that they are not intelligent.
At this time, this kind of weather is very desolate around this post, and there is still enough time in Li Yuanqing.
…………
Night falls quietly, and the snow is getting heavier.
Li Yuanqing tried a side, and the snow was almost half a palm deep, which was more than ten centimeters.
"Adults are about the same. Let’s rush into the post and kill them off guard." Home is just around the corner, and even Xu Hei can’t control his emotions.
But Li Yuanqing still shook his head.
It’s just dark at this time, that is, it’s six o’clock. It’s absolutely unwise for these monks to rush in at dinner.
"Don’t worry, wait a minute, brother Xu …" Li Yuanqing whispered in Xu Hei’s ear.
When Xu Heiwen heard this, he couldn’t help but be overjoyed. "My Lord, don’t worry. I’ll take someone to check it out."
As time goes by quietly, the night is getting deeper and deeper. Not far away, the lights in the post have gone out a lot, but several watchtowers still have flames flashing.
There is still no sign that the heavy snow has stopped. Li Yuanqing has come to the side of the official road and tried a layer of snow by hand. The thickness of the snow can already cover more than half of the palm of his hand, even it is 2 cm thick.
I’m afraid even a war horse can’t run so smoothly with such a thick snow layer.
At this time, it was almost 11 o’clock. Xu Hei carefully drilled from the forest near the official road to Li Yuanqing’s side. "My Lord, the walls outside this post are all rammed earth. Except for a few main houses, the other rooms are all made of wooden stables. In the side yard, it is against the official road. The forage pile should also be on this side. The other three sides are all forests with official roads."
Li Yuanqing nodded. "Is the firewood ready?"
Xu Heixian got excited. "Adults are ready. There are dogs in this post, and we dare not approach them rashly. They are all piled up a hundred paces away."
Li Yuanqing long spit out a polluted air.