Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 424 Judgment
What does it mean to hold back and not to walk? This time Gaoyang City is like this. When I first came here, I just ignored it. Now it’s all right. It’s sending chickens and ducks, pigs and sheep, hot water, and so on. It was to see off the girl, so he was so attentive that he almost gave Song Qingshu a confession, although he was still not allowed to enter the city.

The residents in the county are afraid!This Jiannu is brutal enough, he can kill tens of thousands of Jiannu by chopping melons and vegetables, but he can rob the common people like the king of Hades?
Fortunately, it is not uncommon for the begging army to enter the small broken city. The army has regular vacations. After all, the sergeants have been tense for a long time, and they must have a vent. Or do they train intensively every day, so that their spirits will not collapse sooner or later?Moreover, when you are on vacation, you are still paid allowances. Soldiers who have money are naturally willing to spend it. Because there are beggars, the entertainment industry in Anqing City is almost catching up with the future generation. small town.

This loss made Song Qingshu a little distressed. More than 500 people were killed on the spot, and there were [-] to [-] people with minor or serious injuries. Many of them were disabled. These casualties could have been avoided!

Fortunately, it is mid-winter now, and the wounded are not too afraid of infection, but they are angry, and they are not polite to Song Qingshu in Gaoyang City, so they set up a wounded and sick camp under the city, and then control what they want in the city, dozens of taels They used silk gauze as gauze, high-quality burning knives as disinfectant alcohol, and even dismantled the girders and wooden beds of other people's government buildings as firewood to keep the soldiers warm. Li wished to retreat a layer of skin before throwing it away to take care of the wounded.

However, the loss in this battle was a bit bigger, and the harvest was quite rich. Good guy, the three thousand slaves didn't come from Qiangziling or Qingshanguan. How many do you know? The cash seized alone is more than 40 taels of cash, and there are countless pieces of cloth, silk, and antiques. It is even more than what Song Qingshu moved out of Xinzhou City, and Jiannu has a good eye for picking women. , more than 3000 copies were copied out by girls from the age of six to eighteen.

In other states and counties, more than 5 people were captured as coats. In the past two days, 1 people died as cannon fodder, and 3000 people died of freezing and starvation. Today, more than [-] people were shot to death. .

Originally, I didn't like these guys very much. There were more than 4 people, each of whom could drown the Donglu with a spit, but Song Qingshu was shocked when he entered the Donglu camp.

These bastards simply don't treat Ming people as human beings. The various hideous heads that were cut off were tied together with Ming people's hair, and no less than a thousand were hung on the flagpoles. They were defiled, and many women were naked in cold weather They were locked in a few tents like pigs, and there were even more torturers, with bones and flesh all over the place, and even a few little girls were skinned alive by the prairie lama who accompanied the army to make scriptures because of their smooth skin. Song Qingshu came in People are not dead yet.

Shooting ended the pain of several women, Song Qingshu ordered angrily.

"Bring out all these beasts to me!"

In a snowy day, the ground was frozen hard, and each of the more than 1000 Jiannu sent a wooden shovel, and under the guard of the beggar army holding firecrackers, they gritted their teeth and dug up in the wasteland next to the battlefield. There were big pits, and originally wanted the scattered captives to carry the corpses, but Song Qingshu had no choice but to inspect them. Watching them die, Song Qingshu couldn't do it. In desperation, he pulled out a thousand tents from the marching tents, set up a camp for them under the city, distributed some porridge, and then dispatched people from Gaoyang City to bury the bodies.

No wonder there is no troubled times, the population decline is terrible. In this battle alone, more than 2 people died in battle, freezing and starvation. The decisive battle started early in the morning, won at around [-] am, and was dragged away at around [-] am. They went out to dig a hole and dug until about six o'clock in the evening. It was only after Gaoyang City sent someone to help that the corpses were buried. middle.

It is too difficult to take the remains back to their hometown thousands of miles away, but the return of fallen leaves is the greatest spiritual sustenance of Chinese people for death. Song Qingshu still insists on taking the ashes back, which can be regarded as an explanation to the war dead.

After setting up their own people, the main event can be regarded as coming.

The braziers lit up the outside of the city like daylight, and the tens of thousands of beggars who had recovered from a day's rest gathered around like a party, and the Donglu beast soldiers who were so tired that they were about to stick out their tongues were listlessly sitting in twos and threes under the snow. in the field.

Finding a case and sitting in front of the army, Song Qingshu looked gloomy like Bao Gong, glanced around coldly, and then snorted coldly.

"start!"

More than 200 beggars marched out together. The two of them supported a beast soldier and dragged them to the big pit dug. They pressed down and knelt down. They obviously felt that something was wrong. But they didn't even pay attention to them, and a hundred recruits who hadn't confronted today came out with bayonets in their hands.

Who knew that at this time, three people rushed out from the back of the barracks, two supervisors, and the old man Sun who was in charge of communicating with the begging army.

"Song Zongbing, what are you going to do, it's ominous to kill prisoners!"

"Lord Song! These captured Jurchens must be presented to His Majesty for viewing, and they will be paraded at the Nine Gates. How to deal with them must follow His Majesty's wishes, and slaughter the captives rashly. Are you planning to rebel?"

The old pedant looked heartbroken and tried to persuade him earnestly, but Zhang Ruolin, the supervisor of the censor, was completely like a mad dog. He opened his mouth and snarled at Song Qingshu. Head-to-head, but there is also the meaning of provocation in the back.

In today's battle, the happiest thing is the two of them. More than 3000 Eastern captives were wiped out, and more than 1000 captives. Ma Shiying's pacesetter battalion chopped off their heads one by one, this one planned how to go back to the Forbidden City to claim credit, and the other Song Qingshu wanted to kill the prisoners, how could they bear it?

But seeing the three angrily blocking the front, Song Qingshu grabbed Zhang Ruolin's sleeve in a gloomy manner, and pulled him to the edge of the pit.

"Master Zhang, take a step to speak!"

"I don't know what advice Mr. Song has? I am a clean and honest official, so I don't want to do what you say. In any case, I will take these prisoners away today!" Standing on the edge of the three or four meter deep pit, Zhang Jianjun still refused With an unforgiving appearance, Song Qingshu suddenly sneered when he heard it.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang is thinking too much. It has no other meaning, just to ask you to go down!"

"you!"

Before the unbelievable sentence was finished, Song Qingshu had already kicked the supervisor on the ass like the king of Sparta among the three hundred warriors of Sparta, and dragged him into the big pit. Screaming, Sun Maolin was stunned, his back was covered with white sweat, and he fell to his knees with a thump in fright.

Old Master Sun was also stunned. What is lawlessness? When he faces the imperial court sent by the imperial court to attack the imperial censor, can he also be silenced immediately?Just as the old man's heart was beating wildly, Song Qingshu's voice rose high.

"Old Master! We are China, Daming! A country of etiquette! Let's not kill prisoners, so let's try these murderers fairly!"

"Read!"

A clerk had prepared the list long ago, and with an order, he began to read it aloud.

"Guaduojia, Fucha, Geerbaier, Fuerhaqi... 100 people including 22 people have broken through our wall since June, trapped 8 counties in our prefecture, killed 40 innocent people in our Ming Dynasty with the army, looted The silver taels are [-] taels, the crimes of war crimes, homicide, torture, the evidence is conclusive, what do you guys have to argue against?"

These days, many young girls can't understand Chinese at all, they knelt on the ground in a daze and screamed, sneered, Song Qingshu turned his head to Old Master Sun and said.

"Elder Ge saw it, they pleaded guilty, come and execute!"

One hundred new recruits who had been holding bayonets for a long time, feverish, and their hearts were beating wildly, heard the order, and immediately couldn't move forward. One by one, they directly stabbed the bayonets into the backs of those beast soldiers. He cried out, and then kicked down on the back again.

It never occurred to him that the last hole he dug was to bury himself. A large group of bastards who didn't take other people's lives screamed and fell down. Immediately there was an even worse cry of panic from below.

"Song Zongbing, Grandpa Song, the villain knows his mistake, pull me up!"

Even ignoring it, Song Qingshu waved his hands coldly: "Next batch!"

No one would have imagined that the Goyang War Tribunal, which was recognized by a large number of member states in later generations, was the first court opened under such circumstances. Batch after batch of war criminals knelt down on the edge of the pit while being ordered, and were immediately stabbed in by a bayonet , A total of ten batches went through the ritualized situation, only a few of them actually had the Han Eight Banners. Stabbed them with a bayonet.

I didn’t remember that I was a Han Chinese when I massacred the city, but now I think about it, it’s too late!
In the end, there were only five Zhenjian slaves who were frightened and foolish. Song Qingshu could be regarded as thinking of the unlucky supervising army, and asked someone to pull him up, but it seemed a bit late. Zhang Ruolin looked like a bloody man, with hair and face It was also full of bright red pus and blood, even if it was dragged up, it would just smirk when it stood there, and it was actually frightened crazy.

"Soldiers, did you see that! Invade my Ming Dynasty! Slaughter my compatriots! This is what happens to the Hulu who despise our soldiers! They also have two arms and one head, and they will die with a bayonet. Such murderers are frightened by animals. There are 10 officers and soldiers on the nine sides, and those gentlemen in the capital are so frightened that they pissed their pants, are you also afraid?"

"I'm afraid he's a hammer!"

"Whoever dares to come, stab them to death!"

"Follow the commander and kill the Tartars!"

Even if the enemy is outnumbered today, the courage of those slaves to dare to attack with a large army comes from the invincible military power formed by the accumulated victories of the Ming Dynasty in more than ten years of war!No matter how many smart people are, in their eyes, they are all like pigs and sheep, just slaughter them.After doing this, Song Qingshu also wants to establish this kind of military prestige in the mind of his army.

Looking at the high fighting spirit of his sergeants with satisfaction, Song Qingshu himself raised his arms in the end.

"Huaxia, invincible! Daming, invincible!"

(End of this chapter)