Han’s Son is Not a Slave

In the past, Zhou Shixiang used the lettering on his back to threaten the soldiers of the green camp to surrender, but today Suna uses the governor's broth to force the people to surrender. Or what is good on the top will be worse on the bottom.

"Why, do you think this meat is not rotten enough and fragrant enough!"

Suna looked coldly at a group of dejected generals and officials, with an expression like Zhou Shixiang who had threatened him to kill Tayinmu back then.

Under the persecution of Suna, the group of demotions and generals slammed their heads forward and scooped up a spoonful of the governor's meat in the pot in turn. No one dared to open their mouths, because once they opened their mouths, they would spit out on the spot.

Chen Jiande thought that he should sacrifice the city, and that he was the first person in Hangzhou to be spared. Unexpectedly, Suna scooped up a large spoon and handed it to him, with a sinister smile on his face: "Lord Buzheng has worked hard, and this piece of thigh meat is the most fragrant. Please enjoy it!"

"General, I"

Looking at Suna's yin-side face, Chen Jiande didn't dare to refuse, so he closed his eyes and swallowed the meat and soup into his stomach.

"it is good!"

Suna laughed and was about to praise a few words, but saw Chen Jiande spit out the meat he had eaten with a "wow".

"Um?"

Suna's face suddenly became ugly, and he was about to scold Chen Jiande for not knowing good intentions and ruining things, when he heard a heartbreaking cry.

"Lord Governor!"

Suna followed the sound and saw that Han Kedong, who had given him a gift to Haining, broke free from the soldiers guarding him, and stumbled to the iron pot and burst into tears.

"Lord Governor, the students are late, the students are late"

Han Kedong was lying on the side of the iron pot, crying aloud. He didn't care about the burning firewood at all, and his hands were not afraid of the scalding of the iron pot, clinging to the edge of the pot. In the pot, the heads of Zhao Guozuo and Tong Guoqi had already been boiled to pieces.

Suna stepped forward and grabbed Han Kedong, scolding: "What are you screaming for, it's your father who is in the pot!"

"brute!"

Han Kedong glared at Suna, suddenly threw himself on his knees at his feet, and kowtowed again and again. Seeing this, Suna laughed and said, "That's it, you might as well worship Lao Tzu instead of him!"

However, Han Kedong angrily rebuked: "I, Han Kedong, as a Confucian Confucian of Neo-Confucianism, with a great reputation in terms of Gangchang and Changsha, how could I bow my knees to you, a beast?"

Suna was quite surprised and said sarcastically, "Then why do you worship me?"

"You have the blood and flesh of the Governor-General in your belly. When I see you, it is like seeing the tomb of your Lord. How can I not worship you! Not only do I want to worship you, I want to worship everyone who has eaten the soup in this pot!"

Han Kedong frantically kowtowed to the condescending generals who had eaten the broth in the pot, as if he had lost his mind. The deceased officials couldn't avoid it, so they had to stand there in embarrassment, all of them ashamed.

Han Kedong's move made Suna angry. He threw the spoon on the ground and cursed, "Well you Han Kedong, I cut off your dog's head!"

"Bah! People are not afraid of death, but how can they be afraid of death! I think I, Han Kedong, have been taught by myself, I read the book of sages, and I follow the Tao of Confucius and Mencius. Now that I live in my forties, the people and things I have experienced are not enough. Little, but I have never seen a beast like you who has lost his conscience!"

"Oh?" Suna didn't laugh or anger, and raised the money rattail on the back of Han Kedong's head, "You tied your hair and were taught to read the book of sages, where are you now!"

Han Kedong's braid was pulled, and it was painful, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Money's tail is the elegant government of the new dynasty, so what does it have to do with hair! There are sages in my heart!"

"Why do you have a sage in your heart? Wouldn't it be better for this marquis to send you to see a sage!" Suna lifted it up and pulled Han Kedong's braid down to take a picture, blood sticking to every strand of hair.

Han Kedong couldn't break free, so he could only curse with his halberd finger: "Confucius said Chengren, Mengri took righteousness, but his righteousness is exhausted, so benevolence is supreme. Reading the book of sages, what have you learned. Now and then, the common people are almost ashamed. Shame on me!"

Chen Jiande persuaded Suna quietly: "General, this Han Kedong is still popular in Zhejiang Province, and he is quite popular. He is about to use this to achieve integrity, and the general cannot..."

What Chen Jiande wanted to say was not to kill lightly, so as not to complete this person, but before the word "light kill" was spoken, he saw that Suna's eyes were red, and he violently pulled Han Kedong's braid to the iron pot, and then raised his foot Han Kedong threw himself into the pot.

"what!"

Han Kedong's head went straight into the hot pot, and he screamed and screamed, but he didn't even hear the sound. In the huge iron pot, two long legs stood pointing to the sky.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jiande and a group of deceased officials all gasped and shivered.

"The commander is right. The more books you read, the more spineless you will become. It's a shame if a good person doesn't do it, but wants to be a tartar."

While scolding, Suna took the towel from the guard to wipe her hands, then threw the towel into the pot, and drank at the dazed group of generals and officials: "Are you full of your mother? When I'm full, I'll go to Mancheng for Ben Hou!"

On April 19, the second year of Dingwu, the sixth town general of the Taiping Army, the Hou Suna of Xin'an, drove the Qing army to surrender and storm the city. The Eight Banners in the whole city were outnumbered and held for half a day, and the city was destroyed. Aung Bang Zhangjing He Kui was forced to surrender, because he was born in the white flag of Manzhou, and begged Suna to spare his life, but Suna ordered him to be beheaded at Yingzimen.

Forced by the Taiping army, about 400 Manchu soldiers put down their weapons, took off their uniforms, and surrendered to the Taiping army. However, even so, they still did not escape the fate of being slaughtered.

The day the Taiping army took control of the city, the city was filled with thousands of corpses. The Taiping army threw the severed heads into the wells in the city, filling them up one by one.

"kill!"

The former Guangdong Admiral Wu Liuqi, who was born in the 6th Township A Brigade General Banner Wang Rusong, cut off the arm of a Manchu youth with one knife, chopped off the other's head with another knife, and threw it into a well not far away with a braid. . The wellbore was already full of state heads, and the eaves of the well were full of blood seeping out.

"Leave the girl but not the guy!"

Looking at the panicked Manchurians fleeing in front of him, Wang Rusong became fierce, and the bloodthirsty taste made him uncontrollably excited, and shouted loudly, "Leave women but not men!"

Eight years ago, in Chaozhou, when Wang Rusong, who was in the Qing army at the time, entered the city, he received an order to keep women and not men. Today, these five words come out of his mouth again, but the target has changed from a Chinese compatriot to a former murderer.

"Leave the girl but not the guy!"

Wang Rusong's subordinates repeated the order of Lord General Banner loudly. They rushed into the houses of every bannerman in the city and killed all men with braids when they saw them. The whole city of Hangzhou became an Asura Hell, with cries and terrified screams up and down each other. The Taiping army searched the streets and alleys from house to house. The men were directly hacked to death by them, and the women were driven under the city wall.

Proudly rushing out a few frightened Manchurian women and children with red flags from the courtyard, Wang Rusong saw his soldier Zhang Baobao holding a spear and staring at the corpse of an old Manchurian man in a daze.

The old Manchurian man was killed by Zhang Baobao. Before that, the old Manchurian man shouted and scolded something in the Manchu language that he did not understand, and then charged at Zhang Baobao with a treasured sword that had not been used for many years. Zhang Baobao didn't dodge at all, he raised his spear and stabbed the old Manchurian to death. What made him dazed was that the handle of this Manchu old man was full of marks, densely packed, countless.

After a long time, Zhang Baobao took his eyes away from the knife. He didn't say anything to the general flag who was looking at him. He just raised the spear in his hand firmly and chased after the fleeing Manchurians in front of him.

He always remembered his father's exhortation to him before he died, that is, he must return to his hometown Yulin, listen to the Qin opera in his hometown, and then bury his ashes at the ancestral grave behind the village.

More than 1,000 Manchurians who belonged to the three banners of Zhenghong, Xianghuang and Zhengbai were surrounded by the armory in the city. The screams and slaughter outside made each of them tremble uncontrollably, and they had no way to escape. After the door of the armory was knocked open, bright sunlight shot into the densely packed crowd. Under the dazzling light, long knives and spears appeared in front of the Manchurians.

"so many people!"

A soldier of the Taiping Army cried out in surprise when he discovered that there were so many Manchurians hidden here.

Seeing the Taiping army coming towards them, the Manchurians became agitated. The woman screamed and hugged her child tightly in her arms, trembling all over, some wanted to ask for mercy, but couldn't say anything. Some elderly women seemed to know what was going to happen, and squatted there without saying a word, with no fear on their faces.

The men knew what was going to happen next, but they didn't dare to stand up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and they didn't dare to resist. They hid behind their wives and daughters, clenching their teeth and saying nothing.

After an unbearable wait, screams sounded from the front.

For three full days, the Taiping Army rested for three days in Manchuria. Three days later, more than 2,000 Manchu women were driven out of the city. Because of the loss of their previous sources of money and food, these Manchu women had to become beggars or prostitutes. For several years, the kilns in the towns near Hangzhou were filled with these Manchu women, known as "flag prostitutes". In the future, someone wrote a book based on this, called "Memoirs of a Flag Prostitute".

When Zhou Shixiang received the news of the slaughter of Mancheng in Hangzhou, he was talking to Guo Shao about the debts of Jiangnan. There were a lot of numbers written on the battle report, but Zhou Shixiang didn't care. After a cursory glance, he put it on the table and said to Guo Shao, "It's only natural to pay back the debt, even if you lose one child. Let's get rid of it, so that the people in Jiangnan can know how hard Ben Shuai is in clearing his debts! These scoundrels really don't know the pain if they don't put a knife on their neck, and they don't know what the word "death" means if they don't see the coffin. How did you write it!"

Guo Shao stood there in a daze, expelling Ye Fangai's fame for a penny. This was a bit of a fuss, and it was too harsh. After all, that Ye Fangai was a Tanhua Lang from the Qing court. If this was because his family owed a penny, it would be detrimental to attracting literati from the Qing court.