Daming: At the start of the showdown, Lao Zhu was stunned

Chapter 951: Attacked on the Road
In Daning City, the prisoner-of-war camp was crowded with people for days on end. Later, the name of the play "Seeing the Dragon Unarmored" spread beyond Daning City, and even some ordinary people, herdsmen, and merchants knew that the Daning Army had this play.

There were even centurions and thousand-man commanders stationed in other places who came to pay a special visit to Zhu Xiongying and Chang Mao, just to invite this "theater troupe" to their own garrisons and perform such a show for their brothers in the army, so as to calm the restless morale of the army...

The atmosphere in the Daning Military Region was much more joyful than usual because of this play. Everyone in the army was discussing the plot of "Seeing the Dragon Resurrect" and even the loneliness of being stationed at the frontier was washed away.

During this period, the gatherings in Daning City were truly more lively than those in other places... But if there was anyone who hated this kind of liveliness, it would definitely be Gui Lichi and other "actors".

They were rehearsing and performing all day long, and were so busy that their feet never touched the ground, even busier than cleaning the toilet. Coming from wealthy families, they had indeed attended many operas in the capital city in the past, but now that they had become opera singers themselves, they realized how difficult and painful it was to perform operas.

It is true that a quarter of an hour on stage is the result of ten years of hard work off stage. If it were not for the daily supervision of Xie Jin and Fang Xiaoru, as well as the generals of the Ming army, and the fact that the Ming army did not treat them harshly in terms of food, these former Tatar "nobles" would have collapsed long ago.

However, most people are humble. At the beginning, they couldn't eat enough in the prisoner-of-war camp, so a bowl of rice could make these Mongolian masters willingly go on stage to be actors. However, now, these Mongolian masters can eat white flour buns every day, and they have not felt hungry for several days.

Several "actors" began to feel resentful and dissatisfied with the high-intensity performances in recent days.

At night, after another play, the Ming army soldiers were still not satisfied and continued to discuss in the open space of the prisoner-of-war camp. The actors, on the other hand, were hiding in a tent behind the stage, eating dinner in a hurry.

"Alas, every day it's all opera, opera, opera." While eating in silence, someone suddenly spoke up. "I don't know when it will end."

"Keep your voice down!" a Mongolian man named Chahan shouted hurriedly. "Do you want to die?"

He nervously opened the tent a little, and when he saw that no one was watching, he carefully closed the tent again. "Don't forget that this is the territory of the Ming people. If they find you complaining, be careful of them..." After saying that, he raised his hand and made a downward chopping gesture.

The person who was complaining paused for a moment and took two bites of the steamed bun in a depressed mood.

"Alas, there is not even a piece of beef. Life is so miserable." Someone else complained, but his voice was much lower. "In my opinion, the Ming people simply don't treat us as human beings. They let us perform operas, but they don't even give us meat to eat..."

"The root of the problem is not here." It was Gui Lichi who spoke. Gui Lichi had the blood of the Golden Family and had the highest status among the group. As soon as he spoke, the group's attention was immediately focused.

"These people actually asked us to be actors. This is a humiliation to us!" Gui Lichi said indignantly. After having a full stomach, his sense of superiority as a member of the Golden Family once again took over his mind. "Actors, that is a lowly profession! They forced us to perform in front of the soldiers of the Ming army. This is a shame! Shame!"

"'When two countries are at war, it is not right to humiliate the envoys', let alone us nobles of the Yuan Dynasty. These Ming people are really shameless... If I find a chance, I will definitely teach these Ming people a lesson..."

After Gui Lichi said this, the others here were also filled with righteous indignation. But when it came to how to take revenge on the Ming people, they were at a loss as to what to do.

They were all second-generation descendants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and were the dandy people in their respective tribes. They missed the extravagant life in the past and fantasized about defeating the Ming Dynasty and returning to Dadu. That’s why they were fooled by Bayanchur and Alutai to raise the flag to resist the Ming Dynasty… In terms of ability, this group of people are all high-minded but low-skilled. People say that it takes a scholar three years to rebel, and it is many times more difficult for these people to come up with an idea than for a scholar.

After discussing for a long time, they still had no idea. Some officers of the Ming army came to urge them to rest quickly, and they could only reluctantly go to bed with their own thoughts.

On the second day, someone woke them up early in the morning and loaded them onto a carriage. A group of people and horses then took them out of Daning City and headed north.

"Where are they taking us? Are they going to abandon us and take us out of the city to..." Seeing this scene, Guilichi and others couldn't help but feel worried.

They mustered up the courage to ask a Ming soldier, but surprisingly, the soldier easily told them the reason for leaving the city: it turned out that because their performance of "Seeing the Dragon Undress" had become famous, the Kuancheng Qianhu Suo stationed in Kuancheng outside Xifengkou under the jurisdiction of Daning Dusi specially sent a group of people to pick them up and take them to Kuancheng to perform. The Ming soldiers escorting them were from the Kuancheng Qianhu Suo.

Guilichi and others, feeling relieved, just went with the flow and followed the Ming troops from Kuancheng Qianhu Suo to Kuancheng to perform.

The journey was extremely boring. As a group of prisoners, they dared not act rashly. The slight bumps on the road also made them sleepy, so they gradually fell asleep in the carriage.

I thought I would just sleep my way to Kuancheng, but unexpectedly, I was awakened by the shouting and killing sounds.

When Guilichi and his men were awakened, the camel and horse pulling the carriage they were riding in had been shot dead by an arrow. The carriage fell to the ground, and several Mongolian "actors" climbed out of the carriage with difficulty. What they saw was the Ming army soldiers fighting with a group of Mongolians who were wearing left-handed robes.

"Cavalry! Keep your distance. Infantry! Form a shield formation! Protect the musketeers in the center!" a Ming army general shouted.

This Ming army was very elite, and even when they were attacked by the enemy, they reacted very quickly in an emergency. They concentrated on organizing the defense line and restored the scattered formation in an orderly manner under the harassment of the Mongolian cavalry. However, in this way, it was inevitable that they neglected Guilichi and the other "actors".

Seeing several Ming soldiers in front of him facing away from the enemy, Guilichi's heart couldn't help but "thumping": those Mongolian cavalry outside were obviously from the command of their Tatar "Khan" Bayanchur... If he killed these Ming soldiers who were completely unprepared for them, seized their weapons, and then joined forces with the "Khan's" army...

He was about to take action, but unexpectedly, a few Mongolian cavalrymen in the distance saw them coming out of the carriage, their eyes lit up, and they greeted a few words to those around them.

Immediately afterwards, several mounted archers drew their bows and shot arrows, and a rain of arrows flashing with cold light shot straight towards Guilichi and others.

(End of this chapter)