Ming Zuo

Chapter 888 Rumors Spread
Gyeongsang-do.

Following Kim Sang-heon's notification, relatives, friends and old friends of the Western People's Party began to pack their bags and retreat towards Busan.

These are all rich and powerful families, and a slight movement immediately caused a chain reaction.

The surrounding civilians watched in astonishment as these big households abandoned their homes and ran away without knowing what happened.

All of a sudden, discussions arose and everyone panicked.

"Since Li Zhen has chosen to surrender, the next battlefield will definitely be on Busan's side. Once Li Zhen learns that the Western People's Party has rebelled, he will definitely retaliate wildly. In that case, there will be bloodshed on Gyeongsang-do's side .”

In a gloomy room, a dozen or so men in North Korean costumes were talking in low tones.

It's just that what they said was all in Chinese.

These people are all elite forces from the Ministry of Intelligence, who have already been deployed by Zuo Fu and have penetrated into all parts of North Korea.

Now that the situation has changed, it is time for them to show their abilities.

"Not only Gyeongsang-do, but the entire North Korean Eighth Dynasty will be involved. I don't know how many people will die in vain?"

"I believe that in North Korea, there must be many people who are unwilling to bow their knees to the Qing Dynasty. It is only when Li Yan kneels down that they reluctantly obey. Once someone raises the flag of righteousness, the follow-up will be very exciting."

"Captain, what should we do?"

The leading man thought for a moment and finally made up his mind.

"I don't know how far the next war will go, but people are the root of the war anyway. Before the North Korean court reacts, we should strive for more population."

Someone is not very confident.

"Will North Koreans listen to us?"

The team leader smiled.

"We don't need to persuade us earnestly, that will only expose ourselves. We just need to let the wind out, and the North Koreans will make their own choices."

The team members below were puzzled, not knowing what to make.

"According to the news from Hanyang, Huang Taiji has asked North Korea to send people to Liaodong in the edict. Including the prisoners of war they captured this time, it is estimated that the total number will definitely not be less than [-]. Think about it, fifty Thousands of people will leave their homes and embark on a distant land where life and death are uncertain. What does this mean for North Koreans?"

People leave their hometowns and are cheap.

In this era of traffic congestion and poor information, many ordinary people may not even leave the village where they live.

No matter how poor their lives are, they can still feel a little more at ease because they are in a familiar environment.

When such a person is forced to leave his hometown and go to a foreign land of ignorance.It is conceivable that their hearts must be filled with fear.

One more thing, the Manchus were not good men and women.Taking these North Koreans back is not for them to enjoy themselves.

These Koreans will be reduced to the most miserable slaves, squeezed out of their last strength by the Qing Dynasty.I am afraid that out of ten people, eight people will never come back.

As for the captured North Korean women, their fate was even more tragic.

They will definitely be reduced to the playthings and reproductive tools of the Manchu nobles.

Now Li Jing has just surrendered, and the relevant rumors have not yet spread. Many North Koreans are still ignorant and ignorant, and do not know that bad luck is about to come.

"This is our chance. As long as we spread the news, how do you think the North Korean people will choose?"

Everyone understood the meaning of the team leader, which was to let everyone spread rumors among the North Korean people.

How can ordinary ignorant people distinguish the truth from the false?
Knowing that they were going to be taken to Liaodong as slaves, the Korean people would definitely be afraid.

As long as they don't want bad luck to come to them, they can imagine how to choose.

Besides, it wasn't an outright lie that the intelligence group was spreading.

Manchu Qing really wanted to replenish its population from North Korea, and the number was as high as [-].Who can guarantee that this matter will not happen to him?

After accepting the task, everyone immediately dispersed and sneaked into the North Korean people.

Coincidentally, at this time, people from the Ministry of Intelligence of North Korea's eight provinces have carried out similar work.

Sanjiangli is an inconspicuous small mountain village near Hanyang.

There are more than [-] people living here.

Because it is next to the official road leading to Hanyang, when the Qing army came here a while ago, it had just been poisoned.

Many people in the village were killed and many women were taken away.The survivors hid in the mountains and endured more than [-] days of severe cold.Seeing the Qing army leaving, he came back in fear.

Houses were destroyed, food was taken away, and relatives were lost.

The North Koreans who have suffered so much can only shed tears while looking for usable things, hoping to build themselves a small nest that can temporarily withstand the wind and snow.

As for their future life, they no longer have the strength to think about it.

The dilapidated small mountain village is busy again.

The surviving people help each other and hug each other to keep warm in this season of cannibalism.

While busy, a small figure quickly ran back from outside the village.

"Brother, have you heard?"

The man who was handling the wood didn't look up.

"Where did you go again?"

The young boy was so anxious that he circled around him.

"I heard that His Highness surrendered, and he also agreed to the order of the barbarians to arrest us all and send them to Liaodong as slaves."

As soon as this remark came out, the people who were working around stopped one after another, and everyone's expressions were full of fear.

The man looked up dissatisfied.

"Who are you listening to lie about?"

Younger boys have higher-pitched voices.

"Where is the lie? I was on the side of the road just now, and I saw many people running south. Everyone said that those barbarians wanted to capture a million slaves. Brother, how much is a million?"

The man and others had no time to answer his words, and all ran out of the village in one go.

When they came to the official road, they were petrified by the sight in front of them.

I saw countless streams of people, all with their bags on their backs, walking slowly towards the south against the biting wind and snow.

The team could not see the end at a glance, like a big river flowing.

Among them, the man's scolding and the woman's crying were mixed together, which made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

Uiju.

Governor Lin Qingye stood alone at the head of the city.

Not far from the city, countless Korean civilians were being driven by the Qing army, slowly crossing the Yalu River.

That is the way to a foreign land, and it is also the way to hell.

Countless people walked while crying, turning their heads every step of the way, staring in the direction of their hometown.

They also know that if they leave, they may never come back.

Some people couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and ran back.But before he ran a few steps, a bow and arrow shot from behind, nailing the man to the ground.

The viciousness of the Qing army really suppressed other Koreans who wanted to follow suit.

More and more people crossed the river and disappeared before their eyes.

Lin Qingye on the wall was full of blood and tears.

"What the hell is your Highness doing? As the king of a country, he sits back and watches his people turn into pigs and dogs. North Korea...why is it like this?"

Footsteps approached slowly from behind.

Clear and pure Chinese was passed to his ears.

"Fu Yin Lin, haven't you strengthened your heart yet?"

(End of this chapter)