Shaking the stunned Volha desperately, Bago was about to cry. Resistance had no effect and would only accelerate death. When his companions fell under the knife one by one, he no longer had the courage to face this cruel massacre.
.【】However, the other party did not seem to be in a hurry to kill them all, but instead surrounded them playfully, with eyes full of ridicule and sarcasm. This kind of look was a bit familiar to Bago, and it seemed that he had seen it in the eyes of his companions before, but
At that time, they were the winners.
When the Chief Counselor became like this, Bago was helpless. He knew there was no way to break out, so he simply dismounted and carried Volha to the ground, and then he slumped down on the ground. He didn't even take the knife, so he just threw it away casually.
Then, the remnants of the Qing army were all frightened. Looking at the black heads, they felt chills coming from their pores. Master Zuoling's sitting down completely shattered their idea of breaking out. The situation was like this, but they still kept doing it.
What? I don’t know which one sighed first, turned over and sat on the ground. Soon, dozens of Qing soldiers all sat on the ground, lowered their heads and remained silent, letting the enemy point at them, laugh and curse.
"Step aside!"
The crowd of Guan Ning's army was separated by a group of officers. Wu Si, whose face was filled with joy of victory, glanced coldly at the Qing soldiers who had given up resistance, and shouted to Volha who was still in a daze:
"Volha, our commander thinks you are a man. If you surrender, we can give you a way to survive!"
"Sir?" When Bago heard this, he suddenly felt a need to survive and looked longingly at Volha, who showed no reaction. All the Qing soldiers also cheered up, and they all came to the meeting to lead the master. People are about to die.
At that time, they suddenly heard the words that they could live, and the drowning people found a life-saving straw. Even if this straw was just an illusion, they would regard it as the final savior. After all, there are few people in the world who are truly not afraid of death. Some people are not afraid of death.
Who doesn't want to live? These Qing soldiers with yellow flags have killed countless unarmed Han people in their past lives, heard countless words of begging for mercy, and chopped off the heads of many Han people with their own laughter. At that time,
They never thought that they were afraid of death. They took pleasure in killing people and took pride in breaking up their families. But today, when they fell into the same situation as those who died tragically, they suddenly realized: It turns out that death is really scary.
.
Will the Chief of Staff surrender and let us live? At this moment, most of the Qing soldiers only had this idea in their minds. They looked at the Chief of Staff anxiously and anxiously as if they were sleepwalking, with their hearts beating "thumping" and their eyes
It's full of longing.
After a short wait, Volha finally returned to reality. Instead of going to his subordinates, he stood up unsteadily and asked Wu Si unwillingly: "Are you the army of Rakshasa, or what?"
People?" He already doubted the true identity of the army he was fighting against. Although he could not change the fate of defeat, he wanted to die clearly. If he didn't even know which side the army that defeated him belonged to, how could he really
Somewhat unwillingly.
"The Rakshasa army?"
Wu Si laughed when he heard this and said disdainfully: "The Rakshasa people are just our defeated generals. The Rakshasa soldiers you came to are just our prisoners." He raised his tone and said with some pride: "I tell you, we are
Guan Ningjun!"
"Guan Ningjun?" Volha was stunned and blurted out: "What is your relationship with that traitor Wu Sangui?"
After hearing what he said, Wu Si was furious and shouted: "How dare you, the late emperor's name is not allowed to be tarnished by you, a Tatar!"
Several hundred households from the old Wu army and the general banner also began to shout and curse. They could not tolerate a Tatar calling the late emperor a "traitor"!
After Volha regained consciousness, he calmed down. In other words, he was not even afraid of death, but was afraid of being scolded. Therefore, he paid no attention to the angry scoldings of those officers. He only held Wu Si tightly and asked in a deep voice.
Said: "Who is your commander?"
Wu Sigang was about to speak, but Zhao Qiang's voice came from behind.
"Master Fu, I am Commander Guan Ningjun."
After the situation was decided, Zhao Qiang came over with his guards. He just asked Deqiu to tell Wu Si not to kill Volha, because along the way, he still respected Volha, and he originally wanted to kill this person.
, now thinking about it, it is better to give him a way to survive and let him work as a coolie in the silver mine, which is also considered a waste. However, considering Volha's temperament, he might not surrender, so Zhao Qiang wanted to persuade him personally. After all, he was
He had set a death trap for him, and sparing him life now was considered a small compensation.
Accompanied by Ge Feihu and other guards, Zhao Qiang walked straight through the crowd. Wu Si and a group of officers were about to bend down and salute, but Zhao Qiang stopped him and signaled them not to be too polite.
"you?!…"
When Zhao Qiang appeared, Volha lost his voice as if struck by lightning: "Aren't you Mi Qing from Sauron? How could you be the commander-in-chief of the Guan Ning Army...you?"
"Soulun Miqing is just my pseudonym. If not, how could I have passed the test?" Zhao Qiang smiled and took two steps forward. He looked at Volha with some sympathy and persuaded: "That's it.
I think you should also understand what happened. I won’t make things difficult for you. As long as you drop the knife, I can give you a way out."
Volha took a deep breath, and he understood. He finally understood why so many ambush troops suddenly appeared in Morgan. It turned out that Mi Qing had already arranged it, and he was deliberately trying to eliminate his own troops.
As the leader of the rebels, he dared to sneak into the capital. He was quite brave. Thinking of the great trust that Emperor and Ming had placed in Mi Qing, Volha felt a strange feeling in his heart. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Both Huang and Ming were tricked by Mi Qing.
It's ridiculous to expect him to lead his tribe to cooperate with him in fighting and attack the Rakshasa people together!
How can I surrender to you, a despicable villain like me, a noble man of the Eight Banners, who is bestowed upon me by the emperor, Baturu? Volha was angry and anxious, and hated himself for not being able to see through the identity of Mi Qing earlier, which led to today's disastrous defeat, which made the emperor and the prime minister
All his hard work was in vain, and he felt guilty. He did not blame Mingzhu for not recognizing people, but only blamed himself for having eyes.
Forget it, the matter has come to this, why do you think so much? Volha sneered, his neck stiffened, and his veins popped out, and he said proudly: "There are only Manchu warriors who died in battle, and there are no Eight Banners men who surrendered!" After saying this, he handed over his hand.
He pointed his long sword at Zhao Qiang and shouted: "If you want my life, it depends on whether my sword answers!"
"Really? Is it true that in this world there are only Manchu warriors who died in battle and no men who surrendered?"
Zhao Qiang waved his hand to the guards not to stand in front of him. What should a defeated general be afraid of? He pointed at the sitting Qing soldiers and asked, "Are you going to follow your example and refuse to surrender?"
"You want us to surrender, you're dreaming!" A Qing soldier said in disgust at Zhao Qiang: "You are a traitor who eats both inside and outside. I, a man of the Eight Banners, will never surrender to a villain like you!" Before he could finish his words, he heard "Bang!"
"There was a loud noise, and then he fell backwards. I saw a big hole in his chest, and blood was pouring out.
Zhao Qiang threw the firecracker back to the soldiers on one side, but the Qing soldiers who were struggling with the gun just asked the stunned Qing soldiers: "Will you surrender?" There were soldiers here who handed him the firecracker and guarded him.
We are about to start lighting the match again.
As soon as they saw the fire gun pointed at them and the dead state of their companions, the Qing soldiers could no longer stand up and said one after another: "Surrender, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender, commander-in-chief, please have mercy!"
, even the "Commander" was called out, which showed that these Qing soldiers with yellow flags were completely frightened. They just wanted to survive and couldn't care about anything else.
The Qing soldiers kowtowed and were willing to surrender. Zhao Qiang nodded with satisfaction, then pointed the blunderbuss at Ba Ge with a smile, and said with a half-smile: "Ba Ge, leader, they are willing to surrender, what about you?"
"I…"
Bage was furious. Of course he didn't want to die, but surrendering like this seemed too embarrassing. He hesitated over and over again and couldn't make up his mind. But when Zhao Qiang impatiently raised the gun's mouth, he
But he couldn't think about it anymore, he fell down and kowtowed and begged for mercy: "The little one is willing to surrender! The little one is willing to surrender! The commander-in-chief will show mercy to the little one!"
"Haha, good, very good." Zhao Qiang turned his gaze to Volha and said sarcastically: "Master Fu, you are already here. Your so-called Eight Banners Warriors seem to be nothing more than this."
"You bastards have brought shame on our ancestors. You are not worthy of being my Eight Banners warriors, you cowards! Even if he doesn't kill you now, he will torture you to death!" Volha was angry at the actions of his subordinates.
My hands were shaking, and I wished I could kill them all with my sword, so as not to lose the face of the banner warriors here.
"Master Fu, I would like to ask you again, are you willing to surrender?"
Zhao Qiang didn't want Volha scolding his subordinates. He just wanted to know how brave Volha, the so-called "Baturu", was and whether he was really not afraid of death.
"Bah!" Volha turned around and glared at Zhao Qiang fiercely. His eyes clearly told Zhao Qiang: I will not surrender!
"boom!"
Seeing his look, Zhao Qiang snorted coldly and without saying anything else, he pointed the gun's mouth towards Volha's left leg. The guard immediately lit the match rope, and a few seconds later, the black hole of the gun's mouth spurted out a life-threatening flame, rushing towards him.
The lead bullet that came out of the barrel immediately smashed Volha's legs to pieces.
"Well!"
Volha's left leg was bruised and bloody, and he fell backwards. The pain made him scream out loud, sweat dripping from his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and supported himself. He didn't want the Han man to make a joke of himself.
!There is nothing terrible about death. What is terrible is that the reputation of Manchu warriors cannot be lost by themselves! Especially when they are embarrassed in front of Han dogs! They don't deserve it!
"Surrender or not?" Zhao Qiang didn't care whether Volha was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and just asked him again with an expression on his face.
If it had been surrendered, it would have been surrendered long ago, so why suffer the hardship! Volha was really a tough guy, and roared from his throat: "No surrender!"
"boom!"
There was another gunshot, this time it hit Volha's right leg.
"What now?" Zhao Qiang looked coldly at Volha, who was about to faint from the pain.
"You beat me to death! I won't surrender until I die!" The heart-rending pain made Volha go crazy. He cursed Zhao Qiang viciously: "You hateful Han dogs, you are rebellious. The court will definitely punish you and put your
Hang the heads on the city gate to show the public, kill all your nine tribes, and let you die and be buried!" After using his last strength to curse a few words, Volha finally couldn't hold on anymore, and he fainted from his eyelids.
"Cut off his hands and feet, cut off his tongue, dig out his eyes, and give him the whole wine jar. Remember, we must never let him die. I want him to live and die!" Volha's stubbornness and unyielding
Zhao Qiang was so furious that he made a cruel decision, which was to make this Manchu who couldn't bear to be Han Chinese into a human pig!
After saying this, he did not understand his hatred and ordered a cadre of subordinates: "From now on, any Manchus who refuse to surrender will be dealt with accordingly!"
"!" Wu Si and others gasped after listening to Zhao Qiang's instructions. However, no one dared to object and hurriedly responded in unison: "Yes, Marshal!"
"Clean up the battlefield, camp here tonight, and rush back to Shouyi City early tomorrow morning."
After Zhao Qiang finished speaking, he turned around and left. Wu Si and others hurriedly ordered their subordinates to clean up the battlefield and set up camp. Ba Ge and the dozens of surrendered Qing soldiers were shocked by Zhao Qiang's order just now, and also by the miserable situation of the leaders.
They were so frightened that they didn't even dare to move a finger when they were pulled and tied up.