All the Shun army cavalry turned around in a hurry to escape.

Only Liu Fangliang jumped on the horse and speared, rushing alone towards the defense line that seemed to be able to be washed away at any time, but he always toughly blocked the front line and rushed towards the densely packed bayonet jungle. Suddenly, the fire in the bayonet jungle shone, and he kept shaking on the horse's back. While the war horse fell down with wail, he also fell down with relief...

The battle ended like this.

The elite cavalry of the old camp of the 10,000 Shun Army were wiped out, and of course, most of them actually chose to surrender.

After all, they were only supported by their last bit of courage and loyalty to Li Zicheng. When all this was exhausted by the artillery fire of the Ming army, surrender became an inevitable choice. More than 2,000 Shun Army died in battle, and all the remaining ones, including the injured, surrendered.

However, they were pardoned by the emperor and then taken to Xuzhou.

Yang Feng had a plan to resettle these people. Later, the main forces of Li Zicheng's subordinates surrendered or captured were all thrown into the Northeast to act as immigrants. Since he could not attract immigrants to Liaoning now, let these people go there for compulsory! Including their family, they also moved there for compulsory. Anyway, there were countless lands waiting to be reclaimed, give them land, give them seeds, let them reproduce on the black soil, and let these fierce veterans who had fought for more than ten years to harm the Mongolian princes and the Soren people in the north, and of course, the remnants of the banners hiding in the mountains and forests, and at the same time resist the Russian invasion.

"Your Majesty, Liu Fangliang's dead body!"

Just as the Shun Army prisoners were taken away in batches, Zhu Yiwu brought Liu Fangliang's body to Yang Feng.

The latter was hit by dozens of shots, and the expression on his face was very peaceful.

"Let's find a coffin to bury it, but he refused to dig the Yellow River to him. He was also an open-minded man. Then he sent his body back to Beijing and handed it over to Tian Jianxiu for disposal. As for the dead Shun Army soldiers, they found a place to bury them. If the orders were sent to the orders, the families of these people would not be investigated. Although it was indeed wrong for them to rebel, I was deceived by those treacherous ministers before and did not govern the country well!"

As he spoke, Yang Feng raised his head, looked at Guide City in the distance, and then activated the rhino under his seat. It was obvious that His Majesty the Emperor would have to calculate his account with the treacherous ministers.

As for the fifty thousand infantrymen...

At the moment when the Shun Army was defeated, the soldiers dragged their generals off the horse as quickly as possible, first punched and kicked, then tied them up with ropes, and handed them over to the Ming cavalry who rushed towards them. Then they walked forward one by one and threw down the weapons in their hands. Fifty thousand infantry retreated and knelt on the ground, and bowed there to wait for His Majesty the Emperor to deal with it.

Then the emperor rode the rhino to the middle of them...

"Each person goes to collect four taels of silver, and they all go home and wait for the distribution of land!"

The emperor waved his hand and said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Then there was a tsunami-like shout.

Immediately afterwards, the 50,000 troops went back to their houses and looked for their mothers.

The emperor rode the rhino and continued to move forward.

Soon he stood at the city of Guide. On the other side of the moat, the gate of Binyang Gate opened as quickly as possible. Then a large number of people dragged the tied Hou Xun and the officials and gentry in the city to come out and kneel on both sides. Amid the sound of a mountain crying for long live, Yang Feng slowly walked across the small bridge on the moat. The two people immediately pushed Hou Xun forward. At this time, Hou Shangshu had been tortured. Not only was he beaten to his nose and swollen face, but his beard was also pulled out, and his mouth was bloody and probably had a lot of teeth lost.

"Hou Qing, I've been missing for many years."

Yang Feng looked at him condescendingly and said.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty is in power, and I don't want to remember this old man, the old minister."

Hou Xun said.

"You just gave me such a big surprise. How could I forget my Minister of War, the Minister of Military Affairs of the Seven Towns of Baoding? Although you were dismissed from office and imprisoned by me because you watched Kaifeng fall, you don't have to treat me like this, right? Digging the copper tiles? You are so brave, and your heart is so dark. You did not surrender to Jiannu or surrender to rebels. At least you did not nominally become their official. I would not have confiscated your home, and at most I would take your land like an ordinary gentry. But in order to protect these fields, you would rather let millions of people be your victims. Aren't you afraid of millions of unjust souls after digging the copper tiles?"

Yang Feng said.

The common people didn't know that Hou Xun was going to do this before, but they all started to scold him after hearing this.

Hou Xun was indifferent.

"Your Majesty favors treacherous and arbitrary acts, seizes gentry land and property to show off his own desires, disrespects the way of saints, uses Yan Shenggong as a slave, cuts himself from loyal ministers and righteous men, kills virtuous people and is intimate with villains, rejects gentlemen and relatives, respects noble people, and relies on their might and dominates the world, uses eunuchs as brocade clothes as their confidants, abandons Confucian scholars like grass, and his majesty's misfortune is unprecedented, even Jie and Zhou are just like this, so what qualifications does Your Majesty have to require loyalty to those who are ministers?"

Hou Xun sneered.

"Loyal, treacherous, virtuous, villain, gentleman, untouchable."

Yang Feng smiled.

"It seems that you are all talking about it yourself? Do you say who is loyal and who is loyal? Do you say who is traitor? Do you say who is virtuous and who is virtuous? Do you say who is virtuous and who is villain? Do you say who is gentleman who is gentleman who is a gentleman who is a villain? Do you say who is a gentleman who is a villain? Your mouth is really big! But it seems that is not the case for me? You say that Ma Shiying is a treacherous minister, but what I see is that he would rather die than surrender to the thief. After defending Nanjing City alone, he committed suicide and died for his country. You say that Zhang Jinyan is a loyal minister, as a result, I only saw him opening the gate of Beijing and letting the thief army into the city.

Who is loyal and who is traitor?

You said Wei Zaode and virtuous, but I sent someone to cry and beg. He only paid 200 taels of silver to help me defend the city of Beijing. After the city was broken, he was the first to kneel in front of Li Zicheng, and said with a shy face that he would not dare to die. Such a shameless face was extremely impressive. Wang Chengen, the eunuch in your eyes, accompanied me to the coal mountain to hang up.

Who is the virtuous and who is the villain?

The virtue you mentioned was a 100,000 taels of silver that Li Zicheng had collected in a blink of an eye.

Not only is he not virtuous, but he is also stupid!

As for the gentlemen you mentioned, it is probably Yan Shenggong and others. Should I call the tenants from Qufu who eat grass roots and tree bark, and tell me how these gentlemen are a gentleman? As for the untouchables you mentioned, the cavalry behind me who faced the enemy on the battlefield, they would rather die than retreat. They followed me to wipe out the Jiannu who had not wiped out for decades. And I just got the news that a former low-level clerk of the Ministry of Works and a hundred households in the forefront, with five hundred soldiers composed of farmers, all died on the Yellow River embankment of Tongwaxiang. The hundred households even tied gunpowder to blow up the enemy. Their purpose was to stop you gentlemen from digging the Yellow River embankment.

A gentleman?

Untouchables?

Then tell me, for the sake of your own selfish interests, the gentlemen who tried to dig the Yellow River embankment, drowned millions of innocent people with floods, and the untouchables who tied gunpowder to death with their enemies in order to protect these innocent people,"

Yang Feng paused for a moment, then grinned and said, "Who is more noble and who is more humble?"

Hou Xun was silent.

"A gentleman? Isn't it said that a person who reads a few books of sages, can write a few poems, songs, and turns his eight-legged articles into a bunch of flowers and turns into a gentleman! What is the point of reading? Give me fifty years to make all the subjects in the world read literacy! Only those who truly serve the country and the people can be called gentlemen! As for you, no matter how many books of sages you read, you are worthy of being a bitch. Don't you always call yourself a famous scholar? Then today I will let you be a turbid stream forever, and the people will throw all these wolves and hearts into the Yellow River!"

Yang Feng pointed at Hou Xun and the gentry behind him and shouted.

The common people were suddenly infuriated.

Amid the terrorists and officials screamed in horror, the people around them rushed up excitedly, and then carried them up regardless of their struggles, and then ignored His Majesty. Almost all the people in Guide City were dispatched, carrying these once high-ranking men to the Yellow River in the distance. This huge team quickly absorbed all the people in the rural areas around Guide, and quickly arrived at the Yellow River Ferry in a mighty manner.

Just as they arrived at the ferry, a canal ship that came down from the upstream also docked at the dock.

"What's going on?"

Zheng Chenggong on the ship asked a commoner.

"The emperor has opened up Guide, and the emperor wants to throw Hou Xun and the officials and gentry into the Yellow River!"

The people said excitedly.

"Uh, Brother Hou, it seems that you and Ling Zunde are reunited in the waves of the Yellow River!"

Zheng Chenggong looked at Hou Fangyu under his feet and said with a smile.

Mr. Hou was beaten half his life by the angry people in the bronze tiles. At this time, he was lying there like a pool of mud. If Zheng Chenggong hadn't personally stopped him, the people would have thrown him into the Yellow River. Now after hearing Zheng Chenggong say this, his pig-headed face opened a crack with difficulty, but before he could wake up, the person who was questioned suddenly shouted in surprise: "Hou Fangyu, Hou Xun's son is here, Hou Xun's son!"

The people who were running to watch the fun on the shore rushed up without any hesitation, and almost squeezed Zheng Chenggong into the water. The common people excitedly carried Hou Fangyu out and raised it over his head in his constant struggle. Dozens of people shouted horns and exerted force together, accompanied by his terrified screams, and suddenly threw it towards the roaring waves of the Yellow River in the distance.

Poor Hou Dashi, one of the four young masters of Fushe, drew an arc and smashed straight into the surging Yellow River, splashing a little water in the surging waves, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!