"What changes?"

Before Qian Tong finished speaking, he saw Fan Yongdou holding a small scraper and shaving his hair into the Mongolian full moon rat tail shape.

Then he arranged for Qian Tong to have his head shaved, then collected the hair and took it to the kitchen to be burned.

Finally, he pulled out a box from under the bed, which was full of Mongolian servants and old clothes that smelled like insects.

By the time they walked out of Fan Mansion, which was under martial law, the time for a stick of incense had passed. At this time, the Royal Army had begun to fire artillery on several fort gates, preparing to enter the city cautiously in a small group.

"Wait, no! You can't go to the Mongolian Market."

Fan Yongdou was walking on a deserted street. Hearing the sound of shelling, his heart skipped a beat. He noticed a beggar squatting in the corner in fear on the side of the road.

There must be no door for beggars to enter. At this time, no one would open the door for beggars. But it was precisely this that made Fan Yongdou think of something and sense an opportunity.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Fan Qiantong saw Fan Yongdou suddenly pick up a stone from the ground, and was about to ask something, when he saw Fan Yongdou suddenly pointed at his arm.

"Hmph... Go back to your house quickly and find some maggots. Come here, maggots. Go quickly."

"Ah? Oh, is the toilet okay?"

Fan Qiantong still wanted to ask, so he watched Fan Yongdou touch his hand again, and this time the bones of his arm were exposed. Suddenly, he felt a twitch in his heart, and he went to find something as he was told.

At this moment, Fan Wu, who was sent by Fan Yongdou to hijack the Royal Company, came back, and he instantly put his hands behind his back.

"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, the people from Royal Merchant are gone. They didn't open the door this morning. When we went in, they locked up everything."

"Okay, let the brothers get into the yard quickly. The court slaves will be here soon. Everyone will be given a musket and will take out all our property."

"Brothers, we have all come to the courtyard to raid the guys. We have followed the family master through life and death these years. It's time to go to the grassland and have a leisurely life..."

After Fan Wu asked everyone to go back, he quickly looked behind Fan Yongdou. He had just noticed that Fan Yongdou's hand was injured. He knew that he couldn't let his subordinates see it, so he didn't pay attention first.

"Master, are you injured? This needs to be dealt with quickly. You are, you are yourself..."

"I know, it's no big deal, it's necessary

!!!Royal Army!!!!"

I heard that the Royal Merchant Company member was gone, and Fan Yongdou’s last bit of luck was gone. This must have been for him.

Seeing Fan Wu's concern, Fan Yongdou's eyes flashed with evil, and he shouted, and Fan Wu turned around in panic.

Bang!

Snap!

Bah, bah, bah!

The old servant who had been with Fan Yongdou for more than thirty years had his head smashed open before he could say anything, and he was completely silenced.

When Qian Tong came back from the back door of the house with a stick filled with maggots, Fan Yongdou had already wrapped his arms in mud so that the old and new wounds could not be seen. Fan Wu, who was beside him, was still bleeding on the ground and made no sound.

"Dad! What's going on? Fan Wu?"

"Don't worry about it. Come here and give me a bump on your face. You have a tender face and can't be seen."

"Ah? Dad, I don't dare! Don't! Dad!"

Snap.

"Ouch!!!!"

Fan Qiantong, whose face was smashed on one side, was rolling on the ground in pain. Fan Yongdou used his still intact hand to put the maggots under his hands and wrap them around with cloth.

"It hurts too much. Dad can't hold it anymore. You help dad go to the corner over there and get yourself dirty. Remember, the dirtier the better.

Throw away your sachet too, don't expose the secret. I can't speak a word when I wake up, and I don't recognize... words. I'm just an ordinary, ordinary old Mongolian."

"father!"

Fan Qiantong cried out in pain, and Fan Yongdou was exhausted both physically and mentally, and passed out from the unbearable pain.

Fan Yongdou didn't need to continue to give orders, and Fan Qiantong also knew that this was asking him to play the role of a Mongolian beggar. When the time came, he could use the beggar accommodation system of the Royal Army to muddle through.

Dragging Fan Yongdou to a street corner not far from his house, Fan Qiantong covered his new wounds with red eyes and plaster, and even got some small insects on the ground on his body.

Whether he was afraid or disgusted, he was suppressed by the fear of death at this moment. As Fan Yongdou's son, he also participated in part of the transaction, so he naturally knew that if he was caught, he would die.

The sound of artillery outside stopped, and groups of soldiers and Royal Army soldiers carefully walked through the fort gate, quickly occupied the six earthen gates, and then spread out.

I saw a group of guardsmen surrounding a courtyard, and then a group of Royal Army soldiers came over, holding an instrument with a monitor.

After being activated, the radar detector swept between the ancient courtyard walls without reinforced concrete, and four figures appeared on the screen instantly. The effect was much stronger than the modern reinforced concrete wall.

"There are only four people inside. They don't have knives. They don't look like they are stubbornly resisting. Pay attention to verifying the names and wearing iron bracelets. Anyone who steals the sheep will be subject to military law!"

"Come in!"

The soldiers scanned and searched all the way. Some of the people in the teams were detained peacefully, while some resisted and were shot to death, or directly killed with grenades.

Each team has at least three law enforcement recorders recording the entire process. From the moment they enter the house, they stand at the main position to observe the room, which facilitates subsequent observation of the details of the house raid.

According to the list, the three largest groups of hundreds of people did not slowly explore from the edge of the city, but quickly rushed to Fan Mansion and surrounded Fan Mansion.

"People of the Fan Mansion, listen, you have been surrounded. There will be no good end if you resist stubbornly. Open the door and surrender immediately. The Royal Army treats prisoners preferentially! Don't make unnecessary resistance."

While the Royal Army was shouting, a medical soldier who was not allowed to go to the front looked around and noticed two beggars lying on the ground more than a hundred meters away from Fan's house.

So he signaled two guardsmen holding long swords to come over and search him. After confirming that it was safe, a Royal Army soldier was ordered to come over.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you listen to the warning?"

"sjeuizjsj"

“Speak Chinese!”

"Spare my life! I'm hungry! I'm hungry! I'm hungry! Abu, Abu! Master Jun... help me, help me."

Fan Qiantong's acting skills are outstanding. As soon as he peeled off the dirty cloth wrapped around his father's wound, the sight of maggots crawling around made the Royal Army sick and at the same time gained his trust. The Royal Army quickly ran to the camp

Where it grows.

"Instructor, battalion commander, Lao Li, there is a Mongolian Tatar there. He can't understand Chinese and has wounds on his face.

It seems that he and his father are unable to return to Mongolia due to the ban. They are trapped in Zhangjiabao and have not eaten for several days.

His father was also injured, he seemed to have fainted, and the wound was infested with maggots, so he must have been there for a long time."

"Is it so serious? Immediately notify the medical soldiers to treat them, and then take them to the rear to observe their condition to see if there is plague before placing them."

Fan Yongdou made the wound very serious, and such a serious wound eliminated them from suspicion.

After all, no one in the Royal Army would have thought that Fan Yongdou's disguise was so good that it would take three to five days for maggots to form in the wound. They hadn't even planned their operation for three days.

The medical soldier quickly brought his things and rushed to the Fan family and his son who were under guard. While cleaning Fan Yongdou's wounds and rebandaging the tetanus, he said that they would be monitored.

Without arresting everyone on the list, it is impossible for the entire Zhangjiakou Fort to let anyone go, so they still have to be supervised.

As for Fan Yongdou's wounds that looked fresh after being cleaned, the Royal Army did not pay attention. He was only a half-baked military doctor and had never participated in a battle in Jinzhou, so naturally he did not have that much experience.

Fan Qiantong accepted the bread and ham from a Royal Army soldier. He had eaten a lot not long ago. Of course he had no appetite now, but in order to do the whole set for a show, he wolfed it down and even choked.

one time.

"sjjshzusjh".

This time, a guard soldier who could speak Mongolian came over and told them that the Royal Army was catching bad guys and asked him to take his father away from here first and go to the rear to arrange treatment and follow-up settlement for them.

Fan Qiantong endured the surprise in his heart and followed the guardsmen to the rear with his father on his back.

Fan Mansion has also reached the final stage of warning. The two individual radar detectors of the Royal Army have been irradiating the entire Fan Mansion.

"Report to the battalion commander that the scan of Fan Mansion has been completed. There are a group of thieves on both sides of the north and south, with long iron pipes in their hands.

There is no one on the east and west sides, but there is metal on the ground and someone is holding a torch. It seems there are iron and wooden thorns. Please give me instructions."

"If you really want to resist, don't blame me. Brothers, prepare grenades for me, and blast them according to the position detected by the radar."

"A row ready! Ready.

Pull the string, five, four, three, two, throw!”

Fan Qiantong, who was performing a show of gratitude, turned his eyes away when he heard the shouting from the loudspeaker over there. He only looked at the soldiers of the Royal Army throwing something into the courtyard wall, and then there was an explosion.

"That! Divine Thunder! Immortal Heaven nsizhxha."

"jsiejhfdijzj."

A series of Mongolian words came out of Fan Qantong's mouth, and he kept kneeling on the ground and kowtowing in the direction of the courtyard wall. Several soldiers watching kept explaining to him.

At this point, no one doubted him. A guard soldier carried Fan Yongdou, who had already woken up, and walked to the rear with the medical soldier.

"Come on! If you have stab-proof clothing, put on your helmet! The time has come to serve His Majesty!"

"Kill the traitors! Kill the traitors! Long live your Majesty, long live the Ming Dynasty!"

"ah!!!"

Among the sounds of chicken blood, Fan Qiantong heard the screams of his mother, the screams of other women in the house, and actually the sound of flash bombs, but he couldn't hear it, he only felt his heart bleeding.
Chapter completed!