.Ming Blood Volume 3, Ming Dynasty Resurrection Chapter 84 Sorrow and Anger

The implication is that it will be white if it changes. Why do you have to do this in one go? This time, the encirclement and annihilation of the Ming army was a failure. Doer's words were not understood by Zhenghuang Banner. A white-haired and nearly 70-year-old man simply crawled over and hugged Doer's thighs. He cried while begging loudly: "The emperor's father is regent. You are merciful. Just save Zhenghuang Banner."

The old man cried. Some of the officers and soldiers of the Zhenghuang Banner who were shaken by Dore's words just now also pleaded loudly. Dore was angry and nai. Fortunately, Suksaha saw Dore's helplessness. With a wave of his hand, two Goshha stepped forward and pulled the old man holding Dore's thigh away. Dore escaped.

When Doer was in a dilemma, both Li Chengdong and Jiang Tianshui also stood up. After carefully feeding the washed water to the horse. Jiang Tianshui headed to the place where the well was dug. After another night of excavation, the deepest well had been dug to two feet. If it was in the south, 70 to 80% of the water would be out of water. However, the Ming army dug a total of 30 wells, but there was no sign of water coming out of one well.

After checking all the wells, Jiang Tianshui couldn't help but feel a little angry. It seemed that it was not easy to dig the water on the grassland. However, Jiang Tianshui did not let everyone give up. Although it is very likely that they could not dig the water. But as long as they were, there was hope. Even if they really couldn't dig it, fortunately, they still used prisoners to exchange it with Manren. After the young army, they could support it for at least half a month. In half a month, reinforcements would arrive no matter what.

But what made Li Chengdong and Jiang Tianshui wonder was that the sky was already bright. Doer did not send an envoy to come. As time went by, Li Chengdong and Jiang Tianshui became slightly nervous. Jiang Tianshui couldn't help but stand on the high platform to look at the Qing army camp. However, although the Qing army camp was coming and going, no one came to look at the sky. The sky to the east was already red. The sun seemed to jump from the other side of the mountain at any time.

"Commander Jiang and Manchus even sent people over. Doer didn't see the coffin and shed tears. It seemed that he could only kill a group of people first." Li Chengdong stepped onto the platform and said angrily.

"Marty, it seems that this is the only one." Jiang Tianshui smiled bitterly. Killing is an impulse. Yesterday, the two were sure that Doer did not agree to exchange, but did not expect Doer to be so mean.

"The visitor selected fifty people from the prisoners and took them to the front cart. Once the sunlight comes, the execution will be carried out immediately." Seeing that Jiang Tianshui agreed, Li Chengdong no longer hesitated and immediately passed the order.

"." An officer replied immediately asked in confusion: "Marquis, what kind of prisoner should I choose? Or should I choose it at will?"

Li Chengdong pondered for a moment and said, "The fifty boys all choose about thirteen or fourteen years old. Even if they want to kill them, they will make the mangrove the most heartbreaking."

Among the Manchus, children of thirteen or fourteen years old have already entered the battlefield. The senior generals of the Duman people were the first to go to the battlefield. The same was true for the first time. If they were given weapons and the former Ming government troops, they would fight each other one on one. It is unknown who will be killed. Children of this age can grow into elite soldiers. Among the captives of Zhenghuang Banner, half of the elderly and women, half of the children under the age of fifteen accounted for half. There was not a single male in the middle. As for the thirteen or fourteen boys, there were only about three hundred.

Three hundred prisoners about thirteen or fourteen years old were also the most difficult group to manage. In the past, people often wanted to escape or resist during the march. The Ming army shot and killed more than ten people in succession. These people were a little more honest. If they hadn't been hungry these days, they wouldn't have been so honest.

"Black Jue Zun-" The officer hurried down.

"Hey. Let's start with the oldest boy. Kill a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. Just kill a boy of twelve or eleven years old... I don't believe that you, Doer, can you bear it. Even if you bear it, how can your subordinates endure it?" Li Chengdong murmured to himself.

Soon, fifty boys of thirteen or fourteen years old were selected. The group of prisoners behind him was crying. Almost all of these people had their mothers by their side. When they saw the Ming army arresting their sons, they naturally refused. They just agreed but couldn't let them. The mangrove woman who was taken away could only cry loudly.

"I, you guys, lowly slaves..."

Sure enough, these thirteen and fourteen half-large prisoners were the most unhonest group. They were snatched by the Ming army with a sharp sword. The prisoners were weak in their legs and feet, but they didn't know what they were afraid of. They cursed at the Ming army. There were also many swearing words that the Ming army could not understand.

"Papa." This is the sound of the knife hilt hitting the teeth. The Ming army has regarded these people as death row prisoners. Whether they understand or not, they are angry. The Ming army, who is shouting loudly in their mouths, knocks on the mouth with the knife hilt. After a few minutes, these half-mascrews are bleeding in their mouths. Only whimpers are left, and they all become honest.

"Hmph. These Tartars

He is a humble mouth. He has to suffer another pain." Several Ming soldiers couldn't help but say that he couldn't help but say.

“Go up.”

"Kneel down."

There was another struggle. Two of the prisoners had their legs broken by a knife. All of these talents knelt on the cart.

The movements of the Ming army were naturally clear. Fifty large cars were knelt in total. Fifty boys of about thirteen or fourteen years old. Behind them was a Ming army, holding a bright big knife in their hands. The 50 old men released by the Ming army last night were sent by the 50 old men. Anyone could see what the Ming army was going to do.

Seeing his tribe members wanting the Ming army to kill like a pig or a dog, the man was angry and helpless. Except for the people from Zhenghuang Banner, everyone can understand the regent's difficulties. In recent years, the Qing army has not completely annihilated a Ming army. This is the best opportunity. If you give Qingshui to the Ming army, then unless you attack it for a strong attack, it is impossible to solve the problem of this Ming army by siege. How many people will die in a strong attack? The companions who fell down three days ago gave them an answer that was not the answer. Perhaps no matter how many people died, they could not attack this army.

Many Qing troops walked forward. Bang!" A gunshot rang out. This was the Ming army's warning. The Qing army could only stop at about 150 steps.

The golden red Tai jumped up from one side of the mountain. The sun shone on the grassland in the distance. The dew on the grass leaves emitted a crystal clear light, as if it were dazzling pearls. The sunlight seemed to have grown feet. It approached the military camp with the speed that could be seen by flesh.

The sunshine that is coming brings everyone hope and warmth. This time it is death. Even though I know it is useless, many Qing soldiers still couldn't help but pray: Let the sunshine go a little slower.

In the Qing army camp, thousands of officers and soldiers of Zhenghuang Banner were still kneeling and begging Doer. A Goshha broke over and shouted loudly: "No, Minggou... Minggou is going to start killing people."

"Ah." Everyone saw that the sun was already hanging in the sky. The Ming army said yesterday that only the sunlight came out and immediately began to kill people. Some officers and soldiers begged Doer without hesitation, jumped up from the top and ran towards the Ming army.

"Preparation!" A clear voice came from the Ming army formation. All the Qing army who heard this sound couldn't help but shiver. It was not that they had killed such a big child. On the contrary, when entering the robbery, the younger children also killed. When the city was massacred, they were not distinguished from men, women, and young. But they could not accept it when watching their tribesmen being killed by the Ming army.

With the preparatory sound, the Ming army, who was executed for fifty years, raised the ghost-headed knife in their hand. The officers and soldiers of the Zhenghuang Banner rushed over at this time. They shouted from time to time: "Give it, let it, let it." They squeezed forward.

When these people squeezed into the front, they suddenly heard a word from the opposite side: "Cut!"

The sharp sword light passed through the sky, chopping the fifty slightly tender necks. The blade cut straight down without any obstacles until the neck was divided into two parts. The head without the neck fell on the cart with a snap. Then Gulu rolled down from the cart. The body that had lost its head fell on it.

These fifty people represent the future of Zhenghuang Banner. In history, although Zhenghuang Banner was repeatedly suppressed by Door, after Door's death, Zhenghuang Banner immediately became the main force of the Qing court again. Under the leadership of Manchus such as Sony Oboijirgalang, Heng|Jiangnan, massacres the Han people. These young people who have grown up must be among them. But history has changed. They can only be one of the members on the road to the underworld.

"Ah, son, you are here." The seven soldiers of the Huangqi people shouted like wild animals. In the glimpse of the shocking glory just now, they happened to see their son's figure. It was better to see him than to see him. Just glanced at him and he was eternal.

"Minggou. I'll fight with you." Seven soldiers of the Zhengqi flag roared and rushed towards the Ming army's camp.

"Danger. Come back quickly." The people behind him shouted, but the seven people ignored him. They had only one thought in their minds. They rushed up and fought with Ming Jun. As for whether they could rush up, they didn't think about it.

Seeing seven mankind rushing towards them, a team of Ming soldiers quickly approached the cart from behind and raised their muskets in their hands and pointed them at the seven people.

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"Bang!" A gunshot was heard. Blood was splattering on the chest of the Mingman who was charging. "Pu, pu." sounded. The seven people fell together.

The Qing army formation was silent. The faces of tens of thousands of people looked like they were as gray as if they were dead. They felt sad and angry in their hearts. Suddenly, another of the seven corpses just now moved. The faces they were buckled with their fingers were moving forward step by step. They were still shouting something in a vague way.

"Bang!" Another gunshot was heard. The body that had just moved paused. Finally, it hung down weakly and became motionless again.

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