This late Ming Dynasty is outrageous

Chapter 59 56: Raising the Flag

"Master Tu, this..."

Zu Guangyao's calf trembled, and he was about to appreciate the might of the Heavenly Soldiers, but why he was defeated all of a sudden.

Master Tu was also dumbfounded: "What's the situation? Why did you lose the battle just after the battle? They are all Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers. Why are we so good?"

People around you look at me and I look at you, all anxious.

"Master Tu, let's run."

Master Tu trembled all over, looking at the Han Banners kneeling all over the ground, his face was full of grief and indignation: "Are you worthy of the cultivation of the Lord Long Live? You eat my Daqing, drink my Daqing, and use my Daqing. Shit and piss are also on the land of my Qing Dynasty. You Han slaves don't want to repay your kindness, but you turn your back on the battle. Are you worthy of my Qing's caring? Long live, it's not that the ministers are incompetent, but the Han Eight Banners are too useless Ah, Lord Long Live, our [-] Celestial Soldiers were also implicated in the defeat..."

Everyone: "..."

"Run, Mr. Tu."

As soon as Zu Guangyao pushed Mr. Tu, he turned around and ran away. At this time, it's better to pretend to be a fart. Let's talk after running away.There is such a heavy snow, one foot deep and one foot shallow. If you don’t run now, you will really be unable to run away later.

"Kneel down and don't kill!"

"Kneel down and don't kill!"

"Those in front don't run."

Ziwei excitedly stepped on the sled and roared towards the front. A fleeing general of the Qing Dynasty turned his head and stood there in horror: "I surrender." '

Ziwei: "Stand still."

The man nodded in horror: "The slave doesn't move, the slave doesn't move..."

Ziwei stepped on the sled and approached quickly, but soon became anxious: "Why can't I control this direction?"

Ziwei swayed wildly, and was about to hit the person. At the critical moment, she jumped up, and the sled flew out of the person's cheek.

That person: "..."

Feelings, you let me not move just to output face to face?
Yu Yu, Zhang Mienu and others led soldiers and horses on a sled, roaring around the edge of the battlefield.There are not many of them, but most of the Han Eight Banners have already knelt down.

The battlefield was extremely funny, thousands of full banners with distinctive armor were running wildly and fleeing, followed by Mal Hong's XHQ, chasing each one covered in blood.

The rest of the people just looked at the scene in front of them stupidly as if they were watching a joke, as if this war had nothing to do with them.

Zu Guangyao was dragging Mr. Tu to escape when he suddenly heard something behind him shouting 'don't run away'.He immediately shivered and shook off Mr. Tu's hand and ran faster, thinking that if he didn't run at this time, would he be waiting to be caught as a thief?
My ancestors took refuge in the Qing Dynasty once, and my younger ancestor also took refuge in Wu Sangui once. I am taking refuge here, am I not a family slave of the three surnames?
Zu Guangyao absolutely didn't want to be a family slave with three surnames, and more importantly, he didn't believe that the rebels could succeed.

The Three Thousand Eight Banners are so powerful, my Qing Dynasty has more than ten Three Thousand Eight Banners soldiers?At that time, as soon as my Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers of the Qing Dynasty come out and build tens of thousands of cavalry, the rebels will perish in minutes.

Zu Guangyao absolutely cannot stand in line at this time.

"Help me..." Master Tu stepped into the snowdrift and couldn't pull it out.He gasped again and again, only feeling that his legs were terribly heavy.It suddenly occurred to him that he didn't know how those slaves carrying the sedan chairs moved forward just now.

Just when Mr. Tu watched Zu Guangyao's figure getting farther and farther away, and couldn't help but cursed, "Damn dog slave", the wind howled behind him.

He turned his head to look, but saw a young girl rushing over excitedly stepping on two wooden planks: "Jin Suo, this must be a high official, I must be happy to catch his father."

"Miss, please slow down..."

"No, no, there's a group running ahead. Hurry up, I've caught them all, and I'll give you to Daddy."

"Oh my lady, don't talk nonsense."

"Hmph, I'm not talking nonsense, that Hu Meizi named Ruoxi is not a good woman at first glance, you help me keep an eye on her from now on."

Xia Ziwei squinted her eyes, then kicked Mr. Fantu: "I'm tied, the rest of you will follow me."

The heavy snow went straight to the knees. Although it had been stepped down a lot, the flattened place was extremely smooth.Anyone with experience knows that it is often more dangerous to walk the path that others have walked in this snowy day.Because even if you fall, you will fall harder if you fall on the road walked by others.Of course, if you open the way yourself, the danger will be reduced, but your physical strength will be lost quickly.Therefore, it is not easy to walk the path that others have walked, or to open up a path by yourself.Xia Ziwei and the others stepped on the sled very fast, kicked down when they approached, and hacked to death when they encountered resistance.

Seeing how disregarded Xia Ziwei's actions were, she didn't even care much about their lives, the fleeing generals wisely knelt down and surrendered.

After more than an hour, Cao Kun stood in the camp with a full face of emotion.

Yu Yutong's face was full of surprise: "Master, almost all of the more than 3 people were captured, and the few who were dead were killed alive and not many were killed. This time, we have won a big victory."

"How much did you gain?"

"The grain and grass have not been counted yet, but according to Tuhu, it is enough to feed an army of more than 3 people for ten days, and this grain and grass are not rare. Moreover, there will be food and grass to be delivered later."

"Is there any follow-up?" Cao Kun's eyes were surprised when he heard the words: "Go and bring Tuhu, I want to ask in person."

After Yu Yutong left, Cao Kun glanced at Mar Hong who was kneeling on the ground, and he laughed loudly: "Get up."

"Thank you, master."

Mal Hong took a deep breath, kowtowed and got up.

Cao Kun looked at him with a smile: "I saw the battle just now. You fought bravely and took the lead, which is really good. The reward promised to you last time is still the same. If you want anything else, you can tell me Say."

"Master, master..."

"Don't say these words." Cao Kun waved his hand: "What are we working hard for? Isn't it for glory and wealth, for the well-being of future generations? If you make credit, I will naturally reward you. If the meritorious person does not reward , then who will work hard for me?"

"Maerhong, think carefully about what reward you want, money, beauty, or manor land, these are all fine. To tell you the truth, I don't value money and beauty. You can just say it, and I will give it if you say it."

Mal Hong bit his lips: "Master, can you raise the flag?"

Cao Kun: "..."

Good guy, if Marr didn't say this, he had forgotten that there was such a thing.

Ma Hong took a peek at Cao Kun's face, and seeing Cao Kun's face became serious, Ma Hong immediately lowered his head, his heart pounding.

To be honest, after being captured by Cao Kun, he knew he was doomed, maybe he would be killed directly.But I didn't expect that Cao Kun would lead them to fight, and even set up the Eight Banners.

Maerhong has read books to some extent, and knows that he can't violate the fate that Cao Kun arranged for himself, and once he is included in the Manchu Eight Banners, he will be cannon fodder.As cannon fodder, life is no longer in your hands.

Therefore, he knew very well that if he wanted to live for two more years, he should try his best to run up and become the cannon fodder among the cannon fodder.After all, cannon fodder needs the command of cannon fodder in cannon fodder.

Maerhong just wanted to live and enjoy more time.After all, when I fought in the Qing Dynasty, they all knew how the Han Eight Banners were treated.

But in today's battle, Maerhong suddenly realized—maybe he can think about the future.

The Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty were afraid of our Manchurian soldiers.

The Manchu Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty do not seem to be as fierce as us.

Doing the math like this—except for Cao Kun, I, Mar Hong, are actually invincible in the world?
What if...

Mal Hong swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and looked at his toes, for fear that Cao Kun would see his inner ambition.

Cao Kun was also looking at Ma Hong, the seriousness on his face was naturally fake.He pretended to be contemplative, walked up and down for a long time, and finally said: "Maerhong, you have made great contributions, and it is reasonable to raise the flag for you. But I need to discuss this matter with other generals... ..."

"Thank you, master." Malhong saluted in surprise. He knew that Cao Kun's willingness to discuss it proved that he had really accepted him.

(End of this chapter)