Hazhal, who heard the noise, quickly ran all the way to the village, and saw a red billowing torrent rushing towards Roezigou from the south. [..cmI]
"Where did these soldiers and horses come from, and why are they heading towards Roe Zigou?" Hazhale observed carefully in confusion: "The color looks like the soldiers and horses of Zhenghongqi, but haven't all the elites of Zhenghongqi already followed Yue Tuo?
Has the general gone south?".
Just when Hazhal was puzzled, the cavalry had already rushed to a place less than a hundred steps away from him. The knights rushing at the front took out a crossbow-shaped object, with something hanging on it.
A pointed object shining with black light. Years of military service made Hazhal very alert. He knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the other party's posture.
"No, this is a hand crossbow!"
When Hazhal saw something bad, he immediately turned around and ran back. His movements were very neat, and he did not look like an old man in his fifties at all. Unfortunately, no matter how nimble his body was, he could not compare to the crossbow.
At a high speed, with a whooshing sound, more than a dozen gleaming crossbow arrows hit Hazhal in a fan shape. This old man was still dreaming about asking his son to snatch a Han woman back for him.
He just fell to the ground without saying a word.
Amidst the rumble of horse hooves, this group of cavalry rushed into Roezi ditch, and the quiet Roezi ditch suddenly became a mess.
Heitie, who was at the front, was holding a long bow and was galloping in the Roe Deer Valley to shoot at anyone he saw. At this moment, his face was full of murderous intent, and he looked like a murderous man.
"Everyone, be careful, surround the village and don't let any of them escape!"
Behind the cavalry, more than 5,000 infantrymen have quietly surrounded Roezigou. They have built two encirclements on the open plain. Their mission is to ensure that not a single fly can fly out.
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The cavalry's assault immediately alerted everyone in Roezi Valley. There were more than 200 households in Roezi Valley, with a total of more than 1,000 people. In addition to the young and strong people who followed the large group of troops to invade south, there were more than 700 old, weak, women and children. In addition,
Some of the number of captured Han slaves was only over 800.
Kurogie led nearly a thousand cavalry and galloped through the village, driving everyone in the village to the center of the village. Anyone who was disobedient or dared to resist would be killed without mercy.
In just one stick of incense, the entire village was gathered in the square in the center of the village. At this time, Pang Gang also rushed to the square with his soldiers.
The old, weak, women and children in the square looked at these murderous Ming troops, and many of them had eyes containing hatred, fear and disgust. [w.w.cm
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Pang Gang saw these looks in his eyes one by one. However, he just smiled coldly and said to Shi Bowen, the captain of the soldiers beside him: "Bowen, go and sort out all the Han people captured by the Tatars, and leave all the rest.
..." At this point, Pang Gang's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Yes!" Shi Bowen, who had been with Pang Gang for so long, naturally understood what Pang Gang meant. He agreed, took two steps forward and shouted to everyone: "Whoever is Han, please stand on the left side. Hurry up.
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In the crowd, everyone looked at me and I looked at you. After a long time, two men in ragged clothes and Han Chinese headdresses came out.
Slowly, more and more people came to the left. Dozens of soldiers holding Mini rifles stood aside, watching them closely to prevent Tatars from pretending to sneak in. But until the end, no one came
I dare to do this, because the difference between the conspicuous money rat on the head of the Tatars and the long hair that the Han people are accustomed to wearing is so obvious that a three-year-old child can distinguish the two types of people.
In just two cups of tea, more than a hundred Han slaves had all stood on the left.
Pang Gang walked up to a man in ragged clothes and asked, "Are you all Ming people captured by the Tatars?"
Seeing the general wearing bright armor questioning him, the man quickly bowed his head to Pang Gang and said: "To tell you what the general said, I was captured by the Tatars in the seventh year of Chongzhen. At that time, we were captured
Many people came, but now they are dying and being separated. Now there are only so many people left."
"Were many people killed by them?" Pang Gang asked casually.
"Why aren't there more?" The man burst into tears instantly. "I was captured together with my mother. Last year, I didn't finish planting the fields in time. They... they took me and
My mother was locked up in a cattle pen and didn’t give us food for three days. My mother...my mother starved to death like this!"
At this point, this man in his thirties burst into tears on the spot. The eyes of the more than a hundred Han slaves around him were also red. It seemed that none of the captured slaves had been imprisoned by their respective masters.
Cowshed, I have been hungry for a day or two.
"Okay... okay!" The corners of Pang Gang's mouth curved up again in a strange way, and his eyes shone brightly with cold light. Anyone who knows him well knows that this is a sign that Pang Pang is extremely angry.
Pang Gang shouted: "Everyone is ready!"
After hearing the order, the surrounding Ming troops also aimed their guns at the Tatars inside. At this time, the Tatars in the encirclement seemed to understand something. An old man who led the leader cursed loudly in Chinese: "You guys!
Damn Han dog, what do you want to do?"
Hearing the old man's scolding, Pang Gang smiled slightly, walked up to him gently, pulled out the scimitar from his waist and said: "What are we going to do? What are we doing? You are on our territory."
What to do!”
Seeing the smile on Pang Gang's face and the coldness in his eyes, the old man seemed to understand something and said in a trembling voice: "What do you want to do? I tell you, if you dare to touch a hair of ours, the emperor will not let you go."
Yours. If you kill one of us, we will kill ten of you to pay for it with our lives!"
"Oh, do you want to pay ten for killing one?" Pang Gang's originally upturned corners of his mouth quickly curved down, and he said coldly: "Okay, then let me see how many of you come for me to kill.
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After that, Pang Gang walked back to the center of the team, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "Everyone is ready, raise your guns!"
"Wow, wow, wow..."
The infantrymen surrounding the outside immediately raised their rifles and pointed them at the people inside.
"put!"
"Bang bang bang bang..."
A dull gunshot rang out, and along with the dull gunfire, the people inside fell down one after another.
"Prepare... let go!"
"Bang bang bang..."
Listening to the clattering gunshots and looking at the rows of fallen old, weak, women and children, Pang Gang felt strangely without any sadness or guilt. Instead, he felt a sense of revenge. At this moment, Pang Gang felt strange.
, he recalled the scene when he led his army into the barren city of Tianjin, the tens of thousands of people who were killed by the Qing soldiers and then abandoned in the wilderness, and the scene where there was no human habitation for hundreds of miles after the Qing soldiers invaded south.
In Pang Gang's view, this is a war that has nothing to do with justice or right or wrong, but a war between two nations fighting for the right to survive. The loser will lose dignity, wealth, everything, and more importantly, China
The nation can no longer afford to lose. If it loses, the development of the Chinese nation will be dominated by a barbaric and ignorant nation, and their ugly and ignorant values will be imposed on the Chinese nation until Western civilization takes over hundreds of years later.
They came to the east with their strong ships and cannons, and used cannons and firearms to wake up this country that had been dreaming of a great power in the sky.
Memories flowed through Pang Gang's mind one after another. I don't know how long it took, but the gunshots finally stopped. The largest square in the village was now full of corpses, whether they were men or women.
Old and young, all lay bloody on the ground. The more than a hundred Han slaves who had just been assigned to one side were already stunned by this tragic scene. They were all trembling, and some of the brave ones had already collapsed on the ground.
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As if indifferent to all this, Pang Gang commanded expressionlessly: "Hao Dayong!"
"Here!" Hao Dayong stood up immediately behind him.
"Take a hundred people to clean up this place and see if there is anyone who pretends to be dead and give him a shot. Da Zhuang, take the rest of the people and go door to door for me to see if there is anything valuable that you can give me.
Come out, load it up and take it away!”
"Yes!" Hao Dayong, who had already been killed just now, did not dare to neglect after receiving the order. He quickly led a hundred soldiers to clear the square and see if he could get some benefits, while Da Zhuang led the soldiers from house to house.
House-to-house checks began.
After nearly an hour of busy work, Pang Gang and the others seized more than 500 cattle and sheep, more than 200 horses, dozens of carts, and hundreds of stones of grain. This harvest made Pang Gang overjoyed. He did not expect such a harvest.
There are so many livestock in one village.
Moreover, most of the horses captured were of good quality, and with a little training they could become good war horses. The rich seizures put a smile on the face of Kurogane, who had lost hundreds of brothers in the battle of Dandong.
Da Zhuang walked up to Pang Gang and said, "Master Qi, everything has been loaded into the truck and the team has been assembled."
"Okay, let's go to the next village immediately!"
Following Pang Gang's order, nearly a thousand cavalry opened the way, and more than a hundred captured Han people drove carts and food towards the next village, leaving only a village with thick smoke behind them.
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In this way, Pang Gang led nearly 7,000 troops to launch an unprecedented sweep near Shengjing. In just six days, more than 20 villages were swept away, and 20,000 old, weak, women and children were slaughtered.
There are no humans or animals within hundreds of miles.
However, after all, paper cannot keep fire. On the seventh day, the news finally reached Shengjing, and all the senior officials of the Qing Dynasty were in an uproar...