"These are all the little kings of Donglu. In the past, if you could catch one, you would be able to become famous all over the world and be promoted several levels. Now that we have caught so many at once, it is really true."
Thinking about how the imperial court would react when they knew that more than a hundred little Donglu queens had been captured, Zhang Dingliao's heart was boiling. He was so excited that his voice changed its tone obviously. It's no wonder that he was so excited. With this
There are more than a hundred little kings of Donglu. Don't say that he surrendered to Donglu once. Even if he surrenders a hundred times, he is afraid that the court will not pursue him again. Maybe he can be reinstated based on the merits of this sacrifice.
.However, for now, we still have to hold on to Jinzhou Army Shi Dayong's thigh. We must not make this man unhappy, otherwise no matter how great his achievements are, he will have nothing to do with him.
He doesn't expect to get much credit, he just hopes that his name will be added to the success report to the court. Just add his name.
"It was only because of the might of the general and the bravery of the soldiers that we achieved such a great victory!"
Lin Junyi was still the passionate young man in Changping a year ago, and his admiration for Dayong has never diminished by half. Even if he followed Dayong and did things he had never dared to think of before, he never regretted or complained. He only believed in this hometown.
The hero will definitely lead them to sweep away the Tartars and lead them back to their hometown.
"Yes, yes, they are all powerful and powerful!" Zhang Dingliao reacted quickly and hurriedly agreed. He said excitedly: "If these more than a hundred little kings are sent to the capital, let the emperor
If you offer sacrifices in person at the Ancestral Temple, it will be more than enough for the commander-in-chief to be granted the title of Duke, not to mention the title of Marquis."
Hearing this, Lin Junyi couldn't help but feel his heart move, and looked at Dayong with obviously fanatical eyes.
Dayong's reaction was very calm. His mutilated face made it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry at the moment. He glanced at Zhang Dingliao: "Who said I want to send the living back? Just kill them all and keep their heads."
Next, the body was burned."
Zhang Dingliao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously blurted out advice: "Commander, if you can sacrifice the prisoners to the Ancestral Temple, it would be much better than sending the heads back."[
"No need, just do as I say."
Dayong coldly rejected Zhang Dingliao's kindness. In fact, it is better to send a living person than a dead one, but Dayong didn't want to flatter the emperor because he didn't want these damn Tatars to survive because of some Confucian concepts.
I don’t know when, the world of Weijia became the four barbarians of Germany and all, damn it. If you can’t kill those damn barbarians, why can’t you create a Thousand Miles of Human Zone, and go out and clean it up if you have nothing to do? No matter how bad it is, you can give it to
The Han people left enough buffer, but they just thought of conquering the barbarians with virtue, and ended up being slaughtered and slapped in the face over and over again.
The history of our ancestors tells us that we can only deal with the Hu people, but we must not engage in peace, appeasement, or Rouyi. Whoever jumps out will destroy his tribe. Why is no one willing to do it? Instead, they blame this.
It's a genocide that goes against human nature and morality.
The dead Hu people are good Hu people. There can only be one ethnic group in China, and that is the Han people. Trying to accommodate non-Han ethnic groups is asking for death, and it is a stupid thing to leave a series of disasters for future generations.
It is a pity that those who know the consequences and are willing to shed blood are called butchers and Han nationalists, while those self-deceiving bastards occupy the court and formulate self-righteous policies.
This evil has caused harm for thousands of years, because those nations that you have been kind to have never known how to be grateful.
Only by killing all the disobedient ethnic groups, occupying their land, and letting the light of the Han shine on this land forever is the royal way and the way for the nation to survive forever.
(Okay, readers, don’t complain to me.)
Seeing that Dayong had made up his mind, Zhang Dingliao did not dare to say any more. Whether dead or alive, it was a great achievement, but the difference between the two was less in terms of momentum. To put it bluntly, the emperor would personally preside over the living being sent to the capital.
Sacrifice is a big flattery. If the emperor is happy, the reward will not be small. If Shi Dayong can be granted the title of Duke, the generals below can at least get one or two marquises and uncles. As for him,
Well, Duke Gonghou didn't want to do it anymore, but he would be satisfied if he could keep his original position in the Ming Dynasty.
Since Shi Dayong was unwilling to flatter him, Zhang Dingliao naturally would not instigate him and asked Dayong for instructions: "The Tatars sent here include many little Tatars. Do we need to kill these too?".
"Didn't I make it clear enough?" Dayong was a little impatient. It was also the newcomers like Zhang Dingliao who didn't know his character. A look from an old Jinzhou man told him what to do.
"The general will obey the order!"
Zhang Dingliao noticed Dayong's displeasure and no longer dared to ask questions. Although the little Tatar was small, he was still a Tatar. When he was sent to the capital, he was treated as a little king. Who cares whether he is big or small.
It's none of your business that Shi Dayong doesn't want to be in the limelight. What does it have to do with me?
After the Ming army prepared to take action, a group of Aixinjueluo clan members no longer dared to remain silent, and few of them could face the Ming army's butcher's knife. They all cried for mercy, and the one who screamed the most fiercely was Zongzheng Dalcha.
His father Mulhaqi, who died in the battle, was in great disgrace.[
"Master Wang, please spare your life, Master Wang, please spare your life! We are willing to redeem ourselves with the ransom, and I beg Master Wang to spare our lives."
What is this Master Wang called? What did he do in the early years? Why didn't you let go when the Han people you killed begged for mercy?
You want to redeem your own life? It's ridiculous. The whole of Shenyang belongs to me. Your wife is mine and your property is mine. Where else can there be anything that belongs to you?
The Mongolian pen-sticker, who was so frightened that his face turned green, took the list and called the names one by one, and executed every ten people who were called.
Naturally, the first to bear the brunt were the descendants of the Nurhaci family. Babuhai, Lai Mubu, and Fei Yanguo, who still imagined that Mang Gurtai would save them, could not believe that they were dead even after their heads fell to the ground.
Lai Mubu and Fei Yanguo had not yet had a son, so they were alone and died. Babu Hai had a son Akara who died with him. The father and son hugged each other in pain before they died, and hated the next life.
Never rape a man from the Xinjueluo family again.
Daishan had eight sons, the eldest son Yuetuo, the second son Shuotuo, the third son Sahalian went to Mongolia with Hongtai, the fourth son Wakda went to the old village of Hetuala, and the fifth son Barama was in the hands of Mang Gurtai.
, the remaining three sons, eleven-year-old Ma Zhan, ten-year-old Man Dahai, and six-year-old Husai, were all beheaded, and their heads were put in a brocade box smaller than an adult.
Nurhaci's eldest son Xu Ying died early, leaving only his eldest son Du Du and his third son Nikan. Du Du's head had been cut off long ago, and Nikan was later identified from the Mongolian Yamen by people from the Han Army Banner, and the confused one was also beheaded.
He lost his head, which made him die 22 years earlier than at the hands of the anti-Qing hero Li Dingguo.
Dudu's three sons, Duerhu, Mulhu, Terhu, and Nikan's son Nisiha were all executed together. From then on, the Xuying line was extinct.
Beile Tanggu's sons, Nikosei and Murcha, Tabai's sons, Banbulshan, Ajigezi, Hedu, Fulehe, and their cousins were all killed.
The two brothers Dorgon and Duoyi had not yet had children, so they escaped the disaster of extermination of their children. Yebushu and Shuosei, the two evil descendants of Hong Tai, also had their heads chopped off with a knife.
An hour after the execution was carried out, Ebilun finally knew what happened in the Lifan Yuan.