The fire is burning!

The billowing smoke filled the air for miles, and could be clearly seen even from dozens of miles away. When those who had the chance to escape from Shengjing looked back at the smoke column in Shengjing in horror, they also defeated the Ming army in Shengjing.

The news was brought outside the city. After the initial surprise, the surprise turned into surprise. For a time, the village around the city immediately became a boiling ocean.

After the oppressed villagers learned that the Ming army had captured Shengjing, they all picked up hoes and iron forks as weapons, slashing at the village heads to prepare for the attack. At that time, the Later Jin Dynasty attacked those in other areas under its rule.

In addition to being forced to shave their heads and change clothes, the surviving Han people during the massacre also turned them into slaves and were incorporated into Jurchen families as servants or into farms as serfs. People who became serfs were not only brutally exploited and engaged in heavy labor, but also

Without personal freedom, even my wife and daughter are humiliated.

In the past few decades, these villagers have suffered countless crimes, and they have buried countless blood and tears in their hearts. They all burst out today. Wei Dafu, who was walking in front of everyone with a hoe, had red eyes.

Staring at Zhuang leader Li Gui, he stared at him fiercely. In front of him were several Zhuang men holding waist knives, shouting loudly.

"Rebellion, rebellion, Aha people have rebelled...ah!"

With the "bang" sound of the hoe being hit on the head, the shouting suddenly stopped!

When he took back the hoe again, Wei Dafu stared at those people and said.

"Huzi, Gouzi, you are all Han people. You have never committed any serious crimes. We won't kill you. If you dare to stand in the way, don't blame Uncle Wei for being ruthless!"

Raising his bloody hoe, Wei Dafu stared at them coldly. Under his vicious gaze, the young men all dropped their knives and fled home.

"Da, Dafu, I, I am usually nice to you, but I take care of you a lot, you, you..."

Before Li Gui finished speaking, Wei Dafu laughed.

"Take care of me, take good care of me. Ten years ago, my Chunni had just turned thirteen. You said that the master's family needed someone to serve you, so you brought my Chunni there. She went there alive. Within a month, she was hanged.

We're at Suha's house, why did Chunni hang herself? She was ruined by Suha!"

"Give back my joy!"

"Don't talk nonsense to him, kill this old dog!"

"Boom..."

Just like cracking a watermelon, when his head was smashed with a hoe, there was a muffled sound, red and white splashed all over the floor, and Li Gui was smashed to death with a hoe. Wei Dafu and the others did not stop.

, but rushed into the mansion. The once fierce and cruel masters in the house all looked at them in horror. Although these women held knives and bows in their hands, they were trembling and did not dare to draw their bows.

"Wei, Wei..."

Before the masters could ask for mercy in blunt Chinese, the old master, Suha, was pulled out. He was already old, his eyesight was dim, and although he was tall, he lost his former martial arts. He was stunned.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, he stared at Wei Dafu, and then a vicious gaze burst out from his eyes. Although he was too old to lift a knife, it did not prevent him from using the most vicious words in the world to curse them.

"You ungrateful Aha, how dare you betray the Lord? After your death, you will go to hell and be burned to ashes by the fire..."

Although the old man reminds Wei Dafu of his father, his father was killed by the Jurchens when Shenyang fell decades ago, and his mother was also taken away.

After that, whether alive or dead, there was no news from him again.

With his hand raised and the knife falling, when the head rolled to the ground, Wei Dafu viciously spat on the head.

"Bah! Today is your day too! Feed his head to the dogs!"

When Wei Dafu shouted this, the others stared at the mistresses and asked.

"Brother Wei, what should we do with these wild bitches?"

"You can do whatever you want, but you have to remember that after you're done..."

Wei Dafu made a gesture, and then walked out. Then he walked straight to the grave in the ground. This was his daughter's grave, and Chuni was buried under it. Although it was freezing cold, he still tried his best

They worked hard to repair the tomb with hoes. Originally the tomb was round, but the Han people's tombs were square. Those Jurchens not only had their heads shaved, but they were not even allowed to use the Han people's square tombs for their tombs!

…

This day is the liberation day of the slaves!

It is also the end of slave owners!

Similar scenes are constantly being staged in the Zhuangzi around Shenyang City. The oppressed slaves are taking revenge and venting their years of humiliation. The former masters and their lackeys have become dead souls under the sword.

When everything was over, these people hitched the cart, loaded the gold, silver, grain, clothes, and cloth from Zhuangzi on the cart, then drove the cart and left Zhuangzi with their families. When leaving Zhuangzi,

They did not forget to use a torch to light Zhuangzi, who had made them suffer so much.

For a moment, there was a sea of ​​fire everywhere around Shenyang City, and pillars of smoke rose in the ice and snow, and these people with their children and their daughters all walked in one direction. Walking towards Shengjing, this scene was...

Just like what the Han people in Zhuangzi did when Dongjiang Town went deep behind enemy lines, freedom! For slaves, they never let go of any opportunity to regain their freedom!

Of course, they never gave up their desire for freedom!

"Dad, what does the Ming Dynasty Master look like?"

Sitting on the bullock cart, Wei Nianzong asked curiously. At the age of eighteen, he had never seen the Ming army before. He had only seen captured Ming soldiers in other villages.

Are those Ming soldiers the King Master that my father thinks about every day and night?

"Master Wang, they are people who are just like us, speak the same words, and have the same surname. They..."

What kind of people are they?

Now Wei Nianzong himself has forgotten, even, he has forgotten that he himself was once a member of the Ming Dynasty's official army - he and many villagers in Zhuangzi were once soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. At that time, everyone

Living a peaceful life, have you ever thought that one day those Jurchens will rush into Liaodong from outside the border wall, like wild beasts, burning, killing and looting everywhere, and in the end, they will turn all living people into their slaves?

Become their animal, their talking animal...

Suddenly, Wei Nianzong remembered that he himself was also a member of Wang Shili!

"Actually, back then, your grandfather was also a king's master and an officer of the Ming Dynasty. If, if we had fought harder and fought harder, maybe..."
Chapter completed!