The most powerful patriarch in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 187 Liquidation, Revenge

Chapter 185

"I'll give you one last chance. If you don't surrender, attack the city immediately." Lu Changwei shouted.

Xuancheng has only one Niulu army, and the full staff is only 300 people.

That is to add the coated slaves and house slaves together,
There are only a little over 1000 people who can fight,

This kind of person still wants to go against the sky?

With the knife in his hand, Shitku shouted loudly: "The Qing Dynasty only has warriors who died in battle, and there are no cowards who knelt down and begged for mercy. There is no need to say more."

The Eight Banners system is very strict, surrendering is a dead end,
If you can't beat it, you can take a risk to break through,
All the soldiers have war horses, so they can rush out when they find an opportunity,

As for those family rights, let them fend for themselves.

Lu Changwei wanted to persuade him again, but Lu Changle said impatiently: "Don't waste time, people like them, let's talk about it after they are convinced, let the artillery team come, I want to hear it."

Over the years, Jianlu has been victorious in successive battles,
Not to mention a leader, just a small Xiaoqi school,
With more than ten people, they swaggered across the market in front of the guard,
If you don't accept it, hit them until they accept it.

I have time to go elsewhere.

This small town is not worth wasting too much time.

"Of order." Lu Changwei hurriedly saluted upon hearing the words.

Gave an order,
Soon, the soldiers of the artillery battalion began to put down the clever mortars on the horseback, assemble them,
The assistant began to carry the shells,

In less than a cup of tea,
Fifty artful mortars have been assembled and angled,

Zuolin Shitku and his subordinates guarding Xuancheng have been watching suspiciously,

There are three Francois machine guns in the city, the shells are loaded,

The warriors have their bows ready,
Just wait for these Ming troops to charge and inflict a heavy blow on them,
They don't attack, they seem to fiddle with small pipes,
Not like a gun, nor like a cannon,

I don't know what it is,
It is estimated that it is more than two miles away.

What is this for?
Soon, the soldiers of the Artillery Battalion answered Shitku's question with actions,
With the waving of the cannon flag,
The hands that held the shells tightly were loosened, and the shells quickly slid down the bottom of the barrel along the barrel.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

There was a burst of rapid blasting sound, and the shells crossed beautiful arcs,
Accurately landed on the weak city wall and inside the city of Xuancheng,
"No, it's a cannon, hide quickly." Sitku stared at the cannonball flying towards him in a daze,

Recovering, he shouted with all his might.

Judging from the sound of the explosion, those strange iron cylinders are the new artillery pieces of the Ming army.
This is the last voice of Shitku in the world,
A cannonball landed right next to Xitku, with a bang,
Shitku and the guards of the coated servants around him were blown to pieces.
Killed on the spot.

Cannonballs kept exploding on the top of the city wall and inside the city,
There were explosions, screams, and screams all of a sudden.

Jianlu was obviously stunned by this wave of shells.

Especially the bannermen and banner slaves inside the city walls,
They waited in groups, waiting for the top at the critical moment,
Unexpectedly, shells fell from the sky, and many of them fell straight into the crowd.

The first round of shelling caused huge casualties.

Before they recovered,

The second round of shelling began again,
The angle of the shelling was corrected this time, and the aim was more accurate.

Many Jianlu soldiers hiding on the battlements were blown up and fell under the city wall.
The thin and disrepaired city wall collapsed in two places.
The city gate made of wood was directly blasted to the ground,

Before the third round of shelling was launched, the surviving soldiers on the city wall began to flee.

Some Jianlu soldiers who are not afraid of death want to fire back.

But the Franc cannon can only hit a little more than one mile,
It is still far away from the firearms positions of the Ming army.
can't hit at all,
Can only be passively bombed,

Unable to win, Zuoling Shitku was also killed,
If you don't run yet, you can only wait to die.

Gan Hui was frightened when he saw Jianlu,

With a big wave of his hand: "Ninth Battalion, Tenth Battalion, take the city."

Lu Changwei: "Brothers of the Ninth Battalion, follow me"

Yang Qiming: "Brothers of the Tenth Battalion, follow me"

Like hungry wolves descending the mountain, the two teams rushed in through the gap in the city wall,
Soon, the sound of exploding grenades and musket fire was heard in the city.

From time to time, the soldiers shouted:

"We are the army of the Ming Dynasty, and all the captured civilians of the Ming Dynasty lie down and put their hands on their heads."

"Fathers and folks, don't be afraid, we are the army of Ming Dynasty, we will take you home now"

"Under the order of Governor Lu, those who resist will be killed."

There is only one Niulu defender in Xuancheng, and it's not full yet.

The elite were transferred to the territory of Daming to plunder,

There are not many households in the city, only about [-] households.
As for the city, it can't even compare to a remote town in Daming.

In less than half an hour, Lu Changwei came to report,
Xuancheng has been completely controlled and taken, please Lu Changle to inspect it.

Lu Changle nodded to Gan Hui, and the two went to watch together.

The first victory of the expeditionary force on the land actually controlled by Jianlu,
The first city won is worth remembering.

After entering Xuancheng, Lu Changle frowned and said, "Is this place also called a city?"

The roads in the city are small and broken, full of potholes,
The houses on both sides are dilapidated, mostly houses built of wood and stone,

Only a small part is brick houses,
A medium-sized farm in the south of the Ming Dynasty is also much richer than it.

It may be that there are too many horses, and the whole city is filled with a smell of horse show and horse manure.
No wonder the plague didn't do much harm to Jianlu,
For this smell, the fleas that spread the virus are far away.

Gan Hui explained: "Jianlu was originally a dog raised by Daming. The slave bullied the master. It is a small and poor place, and there are few places that can be seen."

"Don't look at Jianlu who robbed a lot of things, those belong to the master"

"Even if the Eight Banners were established, they are also divided into the upper three banners and the lower five banners"

"Banner owners, banner men, coated slaves, and domestic slaves should be divided into three, six, and nine classes."

"The truly powerful people enjoy happiness in Shengjing, the new capital of Jianlu"

"A small town like Xuancheng is not as good as a village in Daming."

The two walked and chatted,

When they came to the open space in the city, the survivors of Xuancheng were all detained here.

When Lu Changwei saw the two arrived, he stepped forward and saluted.

Started the introduction: "Your Excellency, those who can still breathe in the city are all here."

"There are 370 healthy captives, 130 and six adult males"

"There were 560 Daming civilians captured and 210 seven women"

Those Jianren, men, women and children looked at Lu Changle in panic and shock,
Most of them do not understand Ming dialect,

But he also guessed that the person in front of him was in charge of his own destiny.

The people who were taken captive by Jian captives,

Seeing the person in charge coming, they knelt down one by one, scrambling to shout:
"Great, finally looking forward to Master Wang"

"My lord governor, help me, the little one has been caught as a cow and a horse for more than two years, it's hard."

"It's been more than ten years since the villain was arrested here. I didn't expect to see Da Ming's army in my lifetime. The heavens opened my eyes."

"Your Excellency, you must be the master of the villain. The little old wife and daughter all died in the hands of Jianlu, who killed these beasts."

"I beseech the governor to be the master and kill these beasts."

"I beseech the governor to be the master and kill these beasts."

One person took the lead, and the rest also shouted,

Some impatient ones grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it at the Jianlu crowd.

Lu Changle motioned for everyone to be quiet, and said: "The people of Daming, I will definitely save those who are the people of Ming Dynasty, but those who work for tigers and harm their own people are not worth saving. Now everyone is here, you should see clearly. People, point it out."

What I hate the most is to eat Han women who are grilled inside and out.
Others can save him, but those who betray Daming must be liquidated.

As soon as the voice fell, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Some people secretly looked around, some hesitated to speak,

Someone simply bowed his head,
Obviously, these people have been bullied for a long time, and they have shadows in their hearts.
Not even the courage to testify.

In order to please their masters, some coated slaves murdered their compatriots,

Even more ruthless than Jianlu.

Gan Hui said angrily, "I've been kneeling for a long time, have you lost your blood? Someone is backing you up, and you're afraid of eggs. Isn't there anyone with a handle?"

A man with many welts on his body and face suddenly stood up,
Pointing to a man with a ruddy face and relatively well-dressed clothes, he said: "My lord, Fan Qingxuan is a Han female cadre. He is a relative of that old dog Fan Wencheng, a big man. Poor man, the injury on the villain was caused by him three days ago."

"Cui Er, what nonsense you say, I was also forced." Fan Qingxuan stood up, stared at Cui Er and shouted loudly.

Stared at by Fan Qingxuan, Cui Er subconsciously shuddered,
It was obvious that Fan Qingxuan cast too much shadow on him.

"I'm talking about you." A woman with half-colored clothes and ragged clothes stood up, pointed at Fan Qingxuan and said through gritted teeth, "The beasts that are not as good as pigs and dogs, in order to please those slaves, they specially cheated their own people. The guy from the slave family said A word of scolding Jianlu means that he told Jianlu that he would be flogged to death, and my servant was also sent to the military camp to be a prostitute."

"That's right, this person is shameless, saying that he is Jianlu's loyal dog, and being a servant of a slave is better than being a Ming."

"In the past two years, as far as I know, at least six people have died at the hands of this bastard."

Someone took the lead, and the people who had been persecuted by Fan Qingxuan came forward to criticize.

Lu Changle winked,
Lu Changwei walked over, grabbed Fan Qingxuan's proud money tail with one hand,

Forcibly pulling him out of the crowd, Fan Qingxuan begged for mercy repeatedly in pain,
Tears burst out,
Seeing that he still wanted to resist, Lu Changwei raised his foot and kicked him.
Kicked this Han woman who betrayed her family and forgotten her ancestors to the ground with one kick.
When kicking, the hand holding the money tail did not let go,
Hearing Fan Qingxuan's miserable sound, a piece of his scalp was torn off,
The dense skull is exposed, which looks a bit embarrassing,
Rolling back and forth on the ground in pain,
What Lu Changwei held in his hand was a bloody money tail,

He looked at it blankly, and threw it on the ground casually,

And he took a sip.

In addition to Fan Qingxuan, everyone recognized several Han female cadres,
Lu Changle did not soften his heart towards these people.

They were ordered to execute the Fa on the spot.

Those who are taken captive here cannot help themselves,

But they did not choose to be kind,

Instead, he chose to sell his country,
murdered his own countrymen,
There is no need to keep this kind of scum.

After executing the Han women, Lu Changwei pointed to a man in his 40s and shouted, "This man is fatter than me, I'm afraid he is not a good person."

The Han women who were executed, their complexion and clothes were obviously better than those of ordinary people,

The man in front of him was chubby and very suspicious.

Years of disasters in Ming Dynasty, bad harvests,
Jianlu is not good at farming, and the climate is not good. Food and grass have always been a problem.
Life is harder than that of Daming,
Many banner people can't get enough to eat, let alone coated slaves and house slaves.

"No, no, no." The middle-aged man turned pale with fright, and quickly explained: "Forgive me, the general. The younger one has always been a citizen of the Ming Dynasty. Although she was forced to work for Jian slaves, she was really not a Han woman."

The woman who testified against Fan Qingxuan stood up and said, "General, Mr. Huang just taught Jiannu how to read and write. He didn't harm us. He also helped us a lot secretly. General, please don't make things difficult for Mr. Huang."

"The young one guarantees with his life, Mr. Huang is a good man." A middle-aged man stood up and vouched for Mr. Huang.

Only then did Lu Changle and the others know,
Not all the people of Daming who were taken captive lived a miserable life.
Learned people, skilled craftsmen will be valued,
Many people live better than ordinary banner people,
This is the fundamental reason why Jianlu was able to make weapons by himself, and even had his own firearms.

Having dealt with the female cadres, Lu Changle turned his attention to those trembling prisoners.

The 370 and two Jian captives were all tied with ropes,
Lu Changle saw those skinny and scarred people,

People threw more than a dozen knives on the ground: "Whoever has kindness repays kindness, whoever has grudges, has grudges. See these prisoners clearly. Whoever bullies you, take revenge with knives."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you,
Obviously everyone was full of hatred, but no one responded immediately.

mostly good people,

It's okay to scold a few words, if you really want to kill with a knife,
It takes a lot of courage.

Lu Changle didn't urge them, but stood aside and watched quietly.

Cui Er was the first one to stand up.
Gritting his teeth, he picked up a simple knife from the ground,

The hand holding the knife trembled a little, but he still walked firmly to the target he had hoped for a long time ago,
Bakut, a flag soldier with a face full of flesh, was also Cui Er's former master,
Treat yourself as a livestock, let yourself eat the same pot and the same food as the dog many times,

all kinds of insults,

Nearly beat himself to death once.

When Bakut saw the former house slave walking towards him, he trembled with fright, his face turned pale,
Backed away while saying some incomprehensible Manchu language,

Seeing that Cui Er was unmoved and even uttered big words such as "forgive me" and "let me go",
Cui Er's eyes are red, how can I listen to him,

Throwing him down violently,

He gritted his teeth and stabbed straight with the knife. He stabbed more than ten times in the face, spattering blood all over his body.

After revenge, throw the knife aside,
He knelt down with a snap, kowtowed three times to Lu Changle, and said respectfully: "The kindness of the governor is like the virtue of rebirth, and Cui Er will never frown at all the orders of the lord. .”

"Get up, this is what I should do." Lu Changle said lightly.

Someone took the lead, and everyone became more courageous,

People continue to stand up and take revenge with knives,

The screams continued for a while, and the ground was stained red with blood.
The bloody smell at the scene was even stronger.

There were more than 300 slaves, and there were less than [-] left in the end.
Not everyone has the courage to raise the butcher knife,
Even so, many people in Ming Dynasty were weeping uncontrollably.

Gan Hui looked around the crowd, and said, "We are going to copy Jianlu's lair now. We need young and strong people who can speak Jianlu and know the way better. Anyone want to participate?"

(End of this chapter)