Chapter 155: Fire in the City 4
Fan San gave Qian Shaoshao all kinds of strange feelings.
Sometimes, this guy looks like a rogue.
Sometimes this guy looks like a simple farmer.
Sometimes, this guy looks totally incompetent!
Sometimes, this guy is extremely practical when doing things.
Sometimes, this guy seems ignorant.
However, sometimes, the words spoken by this guy are deeper than those spoken by the gentlemen in Yushan Academy.
"You just haven't read the book!"
Qian Shaoshao said with emotion.
Fan Sancai is the best master of launching a peasant uprising that Yun Zhao has ever said!
Qian Shaoshao decided to introduce this guy to Yun Zhao immediately after Yun Zhao arrived three days later.
In terms of employing people, Qian Shaoshao felt that he was too far behind Yun Zhao.
A cartload of corpses was transported out of the north city gate by the serfs. A large pit had been dug not far outside the city. All the corpses would be thrown into the pit and finally buried. .
City massacre, no matter how just the reason is, is ultimately against human nature and is the ugliest part of human nature.
And covering up the evil deeds they have done under the sun is something that every justice or evil executioner must do.
Except for animals, of course.
The preparations for the funeral went on all night, and at dawn, the city seemed to be back to its former appearance.
The blood stains on the loess soil have been shoveled away, and the blood stains on the door panels and steps have also been cleaned. However, as soon as the sun came out, countless flies came to Zhangjiakou, and they did not let go of any bit. Remaining blood stains.
When Qian Shaoshao and Fan San left Zhangjiakou, the city was deserted, with only a few home-loving dogs still lying at the door and basking in the sun leisurely.
From today on, there will be no business affairs in Zhangjiakou.
Sun Guoxin was riding on the back of a camel, looking back at the Guihua City gradually disappearing on the horizon with emotion.
At this time, the sun was shining on the bright red Guihua City, like a fire rising from the plains.
The Great Lama Morgan sat on the back of another white camel and smiled when he saw Sun Guoxin looking at Guihua City with nostalgia.
"Those who leave me will not be able to keep yesterday's day. This is what you Han wise people say. How can you, a Han, still miss this city?"
Sun Guoxin's hands Putting his hands together and saluting, he said: "Those who mess up my mind will have a lot of troubles today!"
The Great Lama Morgan asked again: "Is there anything unfinished?"
Sun Guoxin He raised his head and said: "From now on, I will cut off all worries and serve the Buddha wholeheartedly."
The Great Lama Morgan laughed and said, "Come to the White Camel and I will purify the six sense organs for you."
Sun Guoxin jumped on the huge whiteSitting cross-legged on a futon on camel back, with eyes closed, he recited the "Past Cause and Effect Sutra" along with the Great Lama Morgan.
The fork of the Great Lama Morgan's hand was very sharp. With a light touch on the top of Sun Guoxin's head, his bun was broken.
The bun was spread out, 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, leaving a ring of inch-long hair around it. The Great Lama Morgan pressed his hand on his head. He said loudly above his head: "I will give you initiation and ordination today."
After saying this three times, Sun Guoxin prostrated himself in front of the Great Lama Morgan and said: "From now on, I will be a son of the Buddhist family."
Mergen smiled and said: "Get rid of the worries, and from now on there will no longer be a distinction between Manchu and Han, Mongolian and Chinese, Uzang and Han, there will only be the boy in front of the Buddha - Mo Rigen!"
Sun Guoxin put his hands together and saluted: "From now on, there will be no Sun Guoxin, and there will only be Mo Rigen in the world!"
Mergen said loudly: "From now on, there will be no Sun Guoxin, and there will be only Mo Rigen in the world!" "
When the other monks in the camel team heard the voice of the Great Lama Morgan, they also clasped their hands and said loudly: "From now on, there will be no more Sun Guoxin, only Mo Rigen."
< p>Sun Guoxin saluted in all directions: "Mo Rigen has met all of you senior brothers!"When Sun Guoxin returned to his own camel again, he had turned into a man wearing a hat. There is a little lama wearing a cockscomb hat and saffron monk's clothing.
This time, Sun Guoxin did not look back until Guihua City disappeared under the horizon, and he did not look back again.
Instead, he listened to the long camel bells, recited a long and almost endless scripture, and looked ahead - that is where the sun rises and where the black fog is thickest.
While he was chanting scriptures, there was a huge voice in his mind that kept saying to him——
I was born to be a human being, and I was born to live up to others’ standards. day.
This is the power given to me by God.
I have the right to have a full 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 thrive in my homeland without being exploited!
If not!
I will break the old world and build a new one.
For this reason, I will not hesitate to die...
Drojala's eyes were as red as charcoal fire. He had not had a good rest for a long time.
Surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Ming people, every hour that passed was a kind of torture for him.
On Xiaoyaotan, after the news came that the invincible Doral Du Fu Jia La Zhangjing's army was annihilated, Zhuo La Jia La felt like he had been hit in the head.
When Bao Chengxian told him the news, he almost felt like his soul was leaving his body.
ZhuoAlthough he didn't admit it verbally, in his heart he admired Doral, a famous Baturou in the Qing Dynasty.
Such a Baturu died strangely in Xiaoyaotan, making Zhuo Lajiala unable to sleep or eat well.
When he came, he led nearly 500 people, almost a half-strong warriors. He thought that relying on these warriors and the great reputation left by Prince Shuorui, he could make the Mongols here , Ming people obediently surrendered under the horse's hooves.
Now, the Mongols and the Ming Dynasty people seem to have surrendered under the hooves of horses. Wherever their army goes, the Mongols will offer the most beautiful girls, and the Ming Dynasty people will also offer the most delicious food. Food and wine.
However, the number of warriors under his command is decreasing day by day.
In Guihua City, the warriors under his command seemed to have become extremely fragile. They would be picked up by wolves when they peed, tripped over weeds while walking, bumped their heads on the top of rocks, and were killed by marmots while riding horses. He tripped over the hole and broke his neck.
Even when they are eating, they will become confused because of accidentally eating poisonous mushrooms, and eventually kill themselves.
What Zhuo Lu can do is to take revenge again and again on the enemies related to those accidents. He has done a lot of killings, genocide, and accidents among the warriors under his command. More and more.
Now, he only has one hundred and twenty-eight subordinates who can fight on horseback.
Ever since he heard that Yue Tobeile's army was coming to Guihua City, Zhuo Luo never let his subordinates leave the camp alone.
He hid his resentment towards Bao Chengxian, Battelle and others deep in his heart, and waited for Yue Tobeile to arrive to calculate the general ledger carefully.
Surrounded by people from the Ming Dynasty, this is Zhuo La's current comprehensive understanding of his situation.
Here, he could not get any information provided to him by Bao Chengxian. He was like a blind man or a deaf man here.
Today's moon is very low and very big. Zhuo Luo's eyelids are beating fiercely. He always feels that today is not a good day.
The water in the tea cup rippled slightly and spread out in circles. Zhuo Luo knew exactly what this meant.
Standing up from the felt, he whistled, and the other warriors came out of the tent one after another.
Zhuo Lu whispered the word "fight" in Manchu and jumped on the war horse.
They are all warriors who have experienced battles for a long time. Needless to say, Zhuo Luo has already completed a seemingly loose cavalry formation.
In a moment, a cavalryman emerged from the darkness. Zhuoluo, who had already urged his horse to jog, could vaguely see the flag of the cavalryman. After the cavalryman ran closer, Zhuoluo even saw it clearly. The leading cavalry general.
He breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down his horse's hooves, and was about to speak to the cavalry leader Battle coming from the opposite side. However, his pupils narrowed rapidly, and he shouted loudly to the subordinates behind him who also relaxed their vigilance: "The enemy is here. Attack!"
Before his horse started to gallop,The cavalry brigade on the opposite side slapped their little cavalry on the ground like a wave...
After the cavalry brigade left, the ground was covered with tattered human corpses and war horse corpses.
Zhuo Luo's sternum collapsed, his head turned strangely behind his back, and his eyes, which were no longer blood red, reflected a faint light under the moonlight.
With just one charge, Zhuo Luo, who almost stopped in place without running, and all the cavalry under his command, were all killed in the battle.
Qian Shaoshao walked out of the darkness, looked at the corpses on the ground and said to Fan San: "This is the power of cavalry. We Han people are not good at this."
Fan San secretly Di pulled a piece of gold from Zhuo Luo's armor and gave it to Qian Shao Shao.
Qian Shaoshao shook his head naturally, and Fan San took it into his arms as a matter of course.
He is not greedy, he only wants a little benefit every time.
Qian Shaoshao’s guards cut off all the heads that seemed to be intact, and called some farmers to pile up the bodies, pour oil on them and burn them on fire.
The firelight reflecting the fiery red walls of Guihua City is really beautiful.
Qian Shaoshao walked into the Guihua City with the gate open before the flames were extinguished.
As soon as I entered the city, I saw Xue Guocai standing at the door, holding a bloody human head in his hand.
"Bao Chengxian's?"
Qian Shaoshao asked in a low voice.
Xue Guocai said: "He wants to be punished and make meritorious service, but I don't agree."
Qian Shaoshao said: "I would rather let some interesting slaves go than forgive them."
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Is it time for our brothers to endure for three years and move from darkness to light? ”
Xue Guocai said with a smile: “At sunrise, raise our Lantian flag!”
"Have our boundary monuments been engraved?"
Xue Guocai pointed to the place where Jiannu's body was still burning and said: "The sacrifices have been delivered, the fire has been extinguished, and the boundary monuments have been raised!"
Qian Shaoshao sat cross-legged on the top of the city wall of Guihua City, staring at the distant 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 words "Guihua City", vaguely revealing a new plaque with black characters on a red background.
Under the moonlight, the three words "Lantian City" in pitch black seemed to absorb all the moonlight.