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The first five chapters of the fire melting city 4

Fan San gave Qian Shao Shao all kinds of strange feelings.

Sometimes, this guy looks like a poppy.

Sometimes, this guy looks like a simple farmer.

Sometimes, this guy looks completely unbearable!

Sometimes, this guy does things very practically.

Sometimes, this guy looks ignorant.

However, sometimes, what this guy said was deeper than what the gentlemen in Yushan Academy said.

"You just haven't read a book!"

Qian Shaoshao said with emotion.

Fan Sancai is the best master Yun Zhao has said in launching a peasant uprising!

Qian Shaoshao decided to introduce this guy to Yun Zhao immediately after Yun Zhao arrived three days later.

In terms of employing people, Qian Shao Shao thinks too much.

The body of a truck was transported out of the north gate by the serfs. A large pit was dug not far outside the city. All the corpses would be thrown into the pit and finally landfilled.

The massacre, no matter how justified the reason, is against human nature, and it is the ugliest part of human nature.

And to cover up the evil things you do in the sun is something that every righteous or evil executioner must do.

Of course, except for animals.

The funeral work went on all night, and by daybreak, the city seemed to have returned to its former appearance.

The blood stains on the yellow ground have been shoveled away, and the blood stains on the door panels and steps have also been cleaned up. Only when the sun came out, countless flies came to Zhangjiakou, and they did not let any remaining blood stains.

When Qian Shaoshao left Zhangjiakou with Fan San, the city was already empty, with only a few family-loving dogs lying at the door relaxing in the sun.

From today, there will be no business affairs in Zhangjiakou.

Sun Guoxin was riding on the back of a camel, looking back at the city of Guihua, which was gradually disappearing on the horizon, with a lot of emotion.

At this time, the sun was shining on the red and beautiful naturalized city, like a fire rising from the flat ground.

The Great Lama Morgen sat on the back of another white camel and smiled when Sun Guoxin looked at Guihua City with nostalgia.

"Those who leave me are not allowed to stay yesterday. This is what you Han wise men said. Why do you Han people still miss this city?"

Sun Guoxin put his hands together and said: "Those who mess with my heart, I will worry too much today!"

The Great Lama Morgen said again: "Are there any unresolved things?"

Sun Guoxin raised his head and said: "Since then I have broken but worry about it and serve Buddha with all my heart."

The Great Lama Morgen laughed and said, "Come to the White Camel, and be quiet for you."

Sun Guoxin jumped onto the back of a huge white camel, sat cross-legged on a futon, closed his eyes, and chanted the "Past Cause and Effect Sutra" with Lama Morgen.

The Fork of the Great Lama Morgen's hand was very sharp, and when he touched Sun Guoxin's head lightly, his bun broke.

The hair bun was scattered, and the long hair was carried away by the wind.

In fact, his hair was not completely shaved, but the top of his head was shaved. There was still a circle of hair around inches long. Lama Morgen placed his hand on the top of his head and said loudly, "Some Give you an enlightenment today."

After these three sounds, Sun Guoxin bowed down in front of the Great Lama Morgen and said, "From then on, he is the son of the Buddhist family."

Morgen smiled and said: "Fat away the troubles. From now on, there is no longer the distinction between Manchu and Han, the difference between Mongolian and Han, and the difference between Wusi Zang and Han. Only the former Buddha-Morigen!

Sun Guoxin put his hands together and said: "From then on there is no Sun Guoxin, there is only Morigen in the world!"

Morgen said loudly: "From then on there is no Sun Guoxin, there is only Morgen in the world."

The other monks in the camel team heard the voice of the Great Lama Morgen, and chanted loudly with their hands folded together: "From then on there is no Sun Guoxin, only Morgen in the world."

Sun Guoxin praised the Quartet: "Mo Rigen has seen all the seniors!"

When Sun Guoxin once again returned to the back of his camel, he had become a little lama wearing a cockscomb hat and a red monk's clothes.

This time, Sun Guoxin didn't look back until Guihua City was hidden under the horizon, and he didn't look back again.

Instead, he listened to the long camel bell, read the long and almost endless scriptures, and looked ahead-where the sun rises and where the black mist is thickest.

He was reading the scriptures, but there was a huge voice in his mind constantly saying to him——

I was born as a human, and I was born to live the life of others.

This is the power that God has given me.

I have the right to feed my stomach through hard work.

I have the power to raise silkworms, weave cloth, and wear warm clothes.

I have the power to manage my world through serious study.

I have the right to live without exploitation in my homeland!

If not!

I will break the old world and build a new world.

For this reason, I will die without turning...

Zhuo La Jiala's eyes were red like charcoal fire, and he hadn't rested for a long time.

Surrounded by hundreds of thousands of people, every hour is a torment for him.

On Xiaoyao Beach, after the news that the invincible Doral Du Fu Jia La Zhangjing's army was annihilated, Zhuo La Jia La seemed to be hit in the head.

When Bao Chengxian told him the news, he almost felt as if his soul was out of the body.

Although Zhuo La didn't admit it verbally, he admired Dolar, the well-known Batulu in his heart.

Such a Baturu died strangely on Xiaoyao Beach, making Zhuo La Jiala sleepless.

When he came, he led nearly five hundred people, almost a half-bodied warrior. He thought that relying on these warriors and the prestigious name left by Prince Shuorui would enable the Mongols and Ming people here to obediently surrender. Under the horseshoe.

Now, the Mongols and Ming dynasty people seem to have indeed surrendered under the horseshoe. Wherever their army goes, the Mongols will offer the most beautiful girls, and the Ming dynasty will offer the most delicious food and wine.

However, the warriors under his command are gradually decreasing.

In Naturalization City, the warriors under his command seem to be extremely vulnerable. They will be snatched by wolves when they pee, trip over weeds when they walk, their heads will hit the tip of a stone, and they will trip over the marmot hole on horseback and break their neck .

Even when they were eating, they would become confused because they accidentally ate poisonous mushrooms, and eventually killed themselves.

What Zhuo La can do is to retaliate again and again against the enemies who are related to those accidents. He has done a lot of killings, and has done genocide. The more accidents his warriors have caused.

Now, he has only one hundred and twenty-eight subordinates who can fight on horseback.

Ever since he heard that Yue Tuo Bei Le's army was coming to Naturalization City, Zhuo Luo never let his men leave the camp alone.

He hid his resentment towards Bao Chengxian, Battelle and others in his heart, and waited for Yuetobele to arrive before calculating the ledger properly.

Surrounded by the people of the Ming country, this is Zhuo La's comprehensive understanding of his situation now.

Here, he can't get any information from Bao Chengxian. He is like a blind man and a deaf man here.

Today's moon is very low and very big, and Zhuo La's eyelids are beating fiercely. He always feels that today is not a good day.

The water in the teacup rippled slightly and spread out in circles. Zhuo La knew what this meant.

Standing up from the felt, with a whistle, the other warriors also got out of the tent.

Zhuo La whispered the word "combat" in Manchu and jumped on the horse.

They are all warriors who have been fighting for a long time, and there is no need for Zhuo La to say more, a seemingly loose cavalry formation has been completed.

In a moment, a cavalry came out of the night. Zhuo La, who had already started to jog, saw the cavalry flag vaguely. After the cavalry ran closer, Zhuo La even saw the leading cavalry general clearly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, slowed his horseshoes, and was about to speak to the cavalry leader Battall who came across, but his pupils shrank quickly, and he shouted loudly at the same relaxed vigilant subordinates behind him: "Enemy attack!"

Before his horse was running, the cavalry brigade on the opposite side slapped their little cavalry on the ground like waves...

After the cavalry brigade went away, the ground was covered with the corpses of tattered people and horses.

Zhuo La's breastbone collapsed and his head turned strangely behind his back. A pair of eyes that were no longer blood red reflected a faint light under the moonlight.

With just one charge, Zhuo La and all the cavalry under his command, who almost stopped in place and did not run, died in battle.

Qian Shaoshao walked out of the darkness and looked at the corpses all over the floor to Fan Sandao: "This is the power of the cavalry. We Han people are not yet successful in this aspect."

Fan San secretly tore a piece of gold from Zhuo La's armor and gave it to Qian Shaoshao.

Qian Shaoshao shook his head naturally, and Fan San took it for granted.

He is not greedy, and only needs a little benefit each time.

Qian Shaoshao's guards chopped off all the heads that seemed to be intact, and then called some farmers to pile up the corpses and burn them with oil.

The fire shining on the fiery red walls of Guihua City is truly beautiful.

Qian Shaoshao didn't wait for the flame to go out before he walked into the city of Guihua.

When I entered the city, I saw Xue Guocai standing at the door with a **** head in his hand.

"Bao Chengxian's?"

Qian Shaoshao asked in a low voice.

Xue Guocai said: "He wants to commit crimes and meritorious service, I don't agree."

Qian Shaoshao said: "I would rather let go of some interesting slaves than forgive them."

Xue Guocai said, "Guozhu and the others also mean the same~www.wuxiahere.com~ Qian Shaoshao laughed and yelled with open arms: "Is it time for the city to change the king flag?"

Our brothers forbeared for three years, is it time to go from darkness to light? "

Xue Guocai said with a smile: "When sunrise, raise my Lantian flag!"

"Are our boundary tablets carved?"

Xue Guocai pointed to the place where Jiannu's body was still burning and said, "The sacrifice has been delivered, the fire has gone out, and the boundary monument has risen!"

Qian Shaoshao sat cross-legged on the top of the city wall of Guihua City, staring at the far east without blinking, waiting for the moment the sun appeared.

Under him, Xue Guocai and others climbed on the city gate hole, and forcefully deducted the three characters of Guihua City, vaguely revealing a new plaque with black characters on a red background.

Under the moonlight, the pitch-black Lantian City seemed to have absorbed all the moonlight.