The Soldier of the Ming Dynasty

The Ming army moved very fast.

In six or seven minutes, the four rushing dark red cavalry, like four wild dragons shuttling in the dark night, rushed into the whole battlefield and started a huge wave.

For a moment, the sound of blunderbuss, the sound of fighting, the sound of shouting, one after another, fluttering chaos of fire four.

At this time, most of the crops are picked up in autumn, and then gathered together to dry.

The people guarding the crops and their tartar owners are mostly concentrated in the residential areas where the crops are dried.

The air is crisp in autumn and dry in the sky.

Such a weather, not to mention a rocket, is a Mars son dropped, afraid that the moment will also trigger a chain reaction, stirring up waves.

Not to mention, the Ming army deliberately set fire to it.

At this time, although most of the people in the Ming army had no real experience in cavalry combat, after more than three months' study in the military academy, their theoretical foundation was quite solid.

In such a state, the coolies of the later Jin Dynasty were not prepared at all. Their real slave owners were all gathered in the fields of each family, enjoying the joy of autumn harvest. How could they possibly be armored? Not to mention organized resistance.

After a short period of intense adaptation, the young men of the Ming army also began to adapt to this rhythm. They yelled and yelled, waved their bright sabers, and drove the Houjin coolies away in the direction of the castle.

Soon, the whole battlefield situation began to fall into an orderly but extremely messy chaos.

At this time, Li Yuanqing and Yang miaocai rushed down the hillside to a simple threshing ground not far from the front battlefield.

I don't know who started the fire. The crops poles nearby were burning rapidly one by one. The billows and smog visible to the naked eye soared into the sky.

However, the threshing ground is north-south in shape. Li Yuanqing and his party are in the north section, just on the upper air outlet. The smoke can't reach here for a moment. With the help of the fire, we can basically check the whole battlefield situation.

Although Li Yuanqing knew for a long time that the war situation would not encounter too much trouble, seeing the situation so smooth, Li Yuanqing was also slightly relieved and looked at the whole battlefield situation with a smile.

It's like a good knife to drink blood, and it's impossible to kill a tiger or a dragon when it comes up. It always needs a gradual process.

At this time, these chaotic and humble tartar coolies are the best stepping stone.

Around him, Niu Gensheng, with his fourth general officers, firmly guards Li Yuanqing, so as to prevent the unpractical gangsters from sneaking into Li Yuanqing's side.

Yang miaocai followed Li Yuanqing step by step, holding the horse's reins tightly. He was already full of sweat.

He thought that Li Yuanqing had to fight hard to break through the Tartar's defense, even if it was a surprise attack.

However, it never occurred to me that this was a one-sided massacre.

In such a state, these Tartars have no room for resistance.

But after a while, Yang miaocai suddenly found that something was wrong

Because, these tartar slaves cry, many people, unexpectedly, even use Chinese, this

Yang miaocai was busy looking at Li Yuanqing. "Li Shuai, these people, it seems, seem that there are many Han people."

Li Yuanqing looked at Yang miaocai with a smile, "brother miaocai has a good ear. According to Yuan Qing's estimation, more than 80% of these tartar slaves working outside may be Han people. "

"Eh? This... "

Yang miaocai was speechless at that time.

But after hesitating for a moment, he decided to ask his doubts and said, "Li Shuai, this Since we know that they are Han people, why should we kill them all? "

With a faint smile, Li Yuanqing gently stroked the sidehair of his horse and said with a smile, "brother miaocai, it is because they are Chinese that we should be more cruel to them. Do you think it's cruel of me to do this? "

Yang miaocai was stunned.

Li Yuanqing did not wait for Yang miaocai to answer, but continued to smile: "I do this, not only is not cruel to them, but also to save them and their families."

"Er..."

Yang miaocai was speechless and stood on the spot for a moment.

He didn't think that things, unexpectedly, would be like this

Li Yuanqing knows that the other side is Han people, but he is still so cruel that he wants to kill them all and treat them like pigs and sheep Is it that Li Yuanqing's great achievements are all Is it all in this way?

For a while, the cold sweat behind Yang miaocai was seeping out, and he could not help but say in his heart: "hearing is false, seeing is believing. The ancients did not deceive me. This is really... "

Although Yang miaocai is also some of the city government, the hidden is quite good, but how to control the cold sweat on his forehead, but he can't control his trembling body, but he still betrays his mood at this time.How can Li Yuanqing not understand his mind?

However, Li Yuanqing is not in a hurry to explain. He wants to give Yang miaocai some time to think.

If Yang Miao can understand some truth, then, these days, Li Yuanqing's efforts on him will not be in vain.

However, if he is still a high-ranking "savior", Li Yuanqing can only put him into the ranks of ordinary people and let him go to Beijing to be a "sprayer".

In fact, this kind of thinking of Yang miaocai, at this time, basically occupied the mainstream of the Ming dynasty literati elite class.

Like this state at this time, this is clearly a group of Han slaves. Since the Ming army has gained the upper hand, why should we drive them out?

Wouldn't it be better to recruit them and let them work for the imperial court and be the vanguard?

But how can these nerds, blowers, and dog scumbags who only know how to eat, drink and play in the name of saints?

Since these Han slaves survived, they had already adapted to the so-called "natural selection, survival of the fittest.".

They are indeed Han people, but they are the slaves of these wild boar fur slaves.

When the Ming army raided, they couldn't resist, so they had to run for their lives. But don't forget, they still have real slaves?

The real slave master is invincible.

Not to mention that their families are small, their property and everything is under the control of these real slave owners.

If you can't beat them to pain, let them know that they are afraid and dare not raise the heart of resistance again, these people are a group of white eyed wolves.

Ironically, in the normal historical track, even though the Manchu Dynasty had already established its country and was on equal footing with Daming, there were still many big men in Donglin who fantasized to pacify Liao's calamities by means of appeasement.

But in the end, they only gave dog Tartars money and goods, and they themselves could not escape the emperor Chongzhen's urging.

Looking at Li Yuanqing's silence, Yang miaocai suddenly made something wrong. Was Li Yuanqing angry with him?

This, this is not a good omen.

Yang miaocai wanted to apologize to Li Yuanqing, but he found that his throat was blocked by something. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word

Li Yuanqing noticed Yang miaocai's look and said with a smile, "brother miaocai, at this time, do you think that I, Li Yuanqing, for so many years and so many achievements, have been made by killing good people and taking advantage of others?"

Yang miaocai hardly dreamed that Li Yuanqing would dare to say such treacherous words to him in person

Does he want to be himself?

Yang miaocai was sweating for a moment and said, "Li, Li, Li Shuai, little brother, I don't have this idea. I'm new to the battlefield. I'm still not very clear about all this. Little brother... "

What else does Yang miaocai want to say, but Li Yuanqing smiles and waves his hand, "brother miaocai, you and I are friends. It's like old times at first sight. Naturally, I will not hurt my friends. You don't have to be too nervous. No one is born from the womb, and will fight. Don't be nervous. Relax. I want to hear what you really think

"Eh?"

Yang miaocai was staring at Li Yuanqing for a long time. He came back to his senses and said with a bitter smile, "Li Shuai, little brother, little brother, this Ah. Li Shuai, I don't know what to say at this time. I just subconsciously think that these Tartars' Han slaves are all my Daming people. Why, why should we kill them like this? Relax with them. Maybe they will work for us? "

Li Yuanqing thought that Yang miaocai, a talented man of the three Jin Dynasties, had been familiar with historical books and Chinese history since he was a child. He should have some consciousness.

But at this time, when Yang miaocai said it, Li Yuanqing realized that he thought too much.

Even if Yang miaocai is so talented and agile, he still can't turn the corner at this time.

In other words, his inherent sense of thinking is that Daming is the kingdom of heaven, so he should have mercy on Daming's people.

Looking at Yang miaocai's sincere eyes, Li Yuanqing suddenly reacts.

It seems that it is not all Yang miaocai's fault. This is the product of Confucianism and Daming's education.

If it was not for his own experience, I'm afraid that Yang miaocai would be very difficult to turn around this corner. Even if he had suffered a loss once, he might still commit a second or even a third time

This is no longer a matter of one's own ability and quality, but the shackles of thinking.

If there is no external force to help him break the shackles, I'm afraid Yang miaocai will not be able to turn this corner even if he dies

Li Yuanqing was also patient and explained to Yang miaocai with a smile: "brother miaocai, how did our ancestors of the Han people train wolves as dogs and turn them into livestock for guarding their homes?"

Yang miaocai was stunned and subconsciously said, "Li Shuai, this student has heard something about him. He is a wolf and a traitor. He has a good ear and eyes. My Chinese ancestors, killed the female wolf, raised the young wolf, evolved gradually"Yes. Brother miaocai is really knowledgeable. "

Li Yuanqing said with a smile, "brother miaocai must have heard the story of Mr. Dongguo and the wolf? What's more, why did the ancestors kill the female wolf instead of feeding her and her pups together? "

"Eh? This... "

Yang miaocai was stunned.

He is no fool. By this time, he had already vaguely understood what Li Yuanqing meant

Li Yuanqing said with a smile: "brother miaocai's education since childhood is the way of governing the country by sages. But I, Li Yuanqing, came from a mud legged family and didn't receive so much instruction from sages. But my experience of Li Yuanqing is bit by bit, with blood and flesh, a little bit from the reality of experience! Brother miaocai, if the sage is at this time, what should he do? "

"This..."

Yang miaoyai almost lost his ability of thinking.

With his shrewdness, how could he not understand what Li Yuanqing meant?

But this is going to subvert the saints