Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh torture
Everyone present looked solemn. Nurhaci's order means that most of the materials were cut off on an important trade route in the Later Jin Dynasty. The scale of trade with Mao Wenlong is small. Basically, Mao also lacks large amounts of cash silver. Most of them exchange grain and groceries for ginseng and fur from Later Jin Dynasty. The trade volume has been growing. However, Mao Wenlong does not have the rules of doing business, and the Later Jin Dynasty has been strictly preventing the fine work of Dongjiang Town. The scale of the trade between the two is unlikely to be as large as that of Yusheng. Tian's "Liao Xiao"
Moreover, the upper class of the Later Jin Dynasty had been suspicious that there was also He Yusheng behind Mao Wenlong, which made them even more wary.
Sure enough, Nuerhaci said: "Wenlong doesn't have to be silenced with him anymore. This man is a heroic nature. I know him, and if I don't hurt him, I don't let him know that my strength is far above him, and this man will not be convinced. If you trade with him, you will not make him look at me, but you will only make him more proud and arrogant. We only want food and other goods for his trade. We only give ginseng and Dongzhu fur, and not cash silver. That's it."
The flag owners bowed and said, "The Khan is wise."
Amin said: "I don't believe that the food shortage will continue like this. If there are good harvests in every official village in a year or two, the two business roads will be cut off. Well, at most, you can maintain the same journey as Yusheng."
Daishan and Nuerhaci looked at each other, Nuerhaci nodded and said, "By the way, let's look at this year, let's talk about the situation!"
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Screams came from the room, and all the Han soldiers curled up, waiting for the judgment of fate.
More than a dozen levels have been cut off, and the blood on the bloody level has not solidified yet. Both eyes on all levels are wide open. This is a natural reaction that people are extremely frightened. No one can close their eyes when they are chopped off their heads.
Cao Zhenyan also had an extraordinary reaction. Although the people from Thirteen Mountains judged that he could survive, no one could believe other people's judgments about such a thing, especially in the face of great punishment, people were constantly being pushed out to beheaded.
Every time he entered the house, he would have a group of ten people. When it was Cao Zhenyan's turn, he would stand up and walk into the house with others.
Everyone was shaking, and Cao Zhenyan was the same. There was no clear distinction between this point.
Li Yongfang sat high on a chair, dozens of Han soldiers and Jurchen officers stood in the house. The weather was a little hot, and the use of torture would cause bleeding. Everyone took off their robes, their shirtless, and their bodies were covered in blood, looking even more fierce and cruel.
"Hold up and fight!"
One Bashku ordered that the two men would raise all the captured Han troops together.
"Did Hangou send you back as a detailed work?"
An Later Jin officer forced Cao Zhenyan to ask him, and his yellow front teeth flashed in front of him, and a foul smell hit his face. The Later Jin officer did not wait for Cao Zhenyan to answer, but directly hit him in the face with a stick.
Pain, extremely painful.
This hit Cao Zhenyan incredibly painful, but the next thing was to let him understand what pain was.
The sticks hit various places that make people extremely painful, such as stomach sacs, joints, and fingers. These people are ruthless and accurate in their attacks. After more than a dozen sticks, they will make people bloody and bloody.
Cao Zhenyan's voice was hoarse, and later he felt so painful that he didn't make a sound.
"Who was sent from Shisanshan?" The officer of the Later Jin Dynasty gasped and said, "If you admit the account, you can save your brothers. If you have some man's energy, you can accept it yourself. Don't implicate others."
This man's Chinese language is very good, but it is probably the Jurchens sent by the Later Jin Dynasty to monitor Li Yongfang, and their interrogation was just a beating.
Of course no one spoke at this time. If you recognize it, you will be killed. All the pain cannot be compared with the major events of life and death.
At this time, another team of Han army officers came to ask about their hometown, experience, performance on the mountain, etc., including whether they had private contact with people from He Yusheng, whether they had received preferential treatment on the mountain, etc.
Not only did they ask, they also encouraged these Han soldiers to report others. Once existing people wanted to report, they would take them to the ear room to ask privately. After a while, some Han soldiers were indeed dragged out of the crowd, and the reported ones would not be questioned and were directly beheaded.
In this case, of course, everyone is in danger, and almost everyone looks at others with a fierce look.
Cao Zhenyan looked dying, and when he asked him, he answered in a singular way.
Li Yongfang came over, and Cao Zhenyan didn't dare to look up, but only saw the little white braid hanging from the left chest of the Han man's forehead.
"I have seen your father, and I am also an old acquaintance." Li Yongfang pondered: "When you were on the mountain, did you ever think about serving in order to survive?"
"Back to the master," Cao Zhenyan said weakly: "I have never thought about it."
"Have they ever asked you to do something?"
"No." Cao Zhenyan said: "The slave is locked up with everyone, and he only thinks about how to escape and save his life every day. The slave has a good life at the edge of the Great Jin Dynasty, and the whole family has a future. No matter what, the slave cannot serve them. Maybe they understand this and have never won over the slave."
"Your family is indeed like this." Li Yongfang nodded and suddenly said sternly: "If you have bad intentions, you will lose more than your own head. Your family will definitely be buried with you. You have to think clearly. Now you will not kill you if you turn back and confess. You can only reveal all the situation on the mountain and their arrangements."
"I will never dare to join Mingguo," Cao Zhenyan said: "If the master doesn't believe it, it's better to kill the slave. The slave doesn't want to implicate his family, his parents, his wife and children."
Li Yongfang stared at Cao Zhenyan, and saw that there was nothing unusual on the other person's face. He did not have the unique expression of lying when answering. He believed in his heart that this young Han army would not surrender. After all, the Cao family surrendered as a hereditary Ming military officer. He lived a pretty good life in the Later Jin side. Cao Zhenyan also became the 14th Prince's servant. His future was not bad, but it was inevitable that he would confess these situations. It would be too small to take the initiative to serve the other party and become a detailed work.
Li Yongfang nodded and said, "Since that's the case, you can go out to meet your parents and family. After the injury is healed, I will send someone to summon you and have other appointments."
Most of the Han army will be sent to Jinzhou and Fuzhou, and will also be sent to Kuandian to participate in the war against Dongjiang Town. That is the worst strategic place in the Later Jin Dynasty. Most of them will be killed and alive. Li Yongfang feels good about this Cao Zhenyan and plans to observe it. If possible, he will stay by his side to cultivate and use it.
Cao Zhenyan dared not refuse, and he could not refuse. He immediately agreed with a weak breath. Seeing this, Li Yongfang waved his hand and asked someone to take Cao Zhenyan down to cure his injuries.
Chapter completed!