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Let’s give Lao Kun some confidence.
A few victims in ragged clothes were walking sparsely on the official road made of solid loess.
They were all skinny and hungry, with empty faces and empty eyes.
There were overgrown weeds in front of the long-abandoned inn, and not far away a wild dog was tearing apart a body that had begun to rot.
Those victims turned a blind eye to this.
In troubled times, people are as cheap as dogs, and countless people die every day.
They have long been accustomed to it.
Fortunately, they are still alive now, even if they are only breathing, they are still alive, right?
As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die.
If you can live, you will earn one day.
Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap Yeah, it's the sound of horse hooves An elderly disaster victim was stunned for a moment, then turned to look behind him.
I saw billowing yellow dust rolling up at the end of the road, and then many black spots appeared.
The sound of horse hooves became louder and louder, like thunder in summer.
From the sound of it, there must be hundreds of riders.
He was suddenly startled and shouted loudly: "Get aside quickly."
However, the younger victims did not jump off the official road immediately, but looked at the older man in confusion.
"It's a horse thief, a horse thief.
Hide in the weeds on the roadside."
The old man roared and ignored the many people who jumped down from the official road and hid in the weeds.
Those young students finally understood.
The word "horse thief" is still very intimidating.
They quickly jumped down the official road and hid in the grass while rolling and crawling.
After only a moment, a group of cavalry came, but they were not horse thieves.
These people's heads were cleanly shaved, leaving only a braid the size of a money rat's tail on the back of their heads.
It’s a Jiannu, it’s a Jiannu Several victims were terrified.
This is the official road to Dezhou, Shandong.
Isn’t Jiannu in Gyeonggi?
How could he appear here?
They all buried their heads deeply, not even daring to breathe out.
They have heard about the brutality of the slaves.
It is said that the Han people in Liaodong were slaughtered by the Jiannu to the last ten, so that the Jiannu had to break into the pass to plunder again and again.
What they looted was not only money and food, but also small children.
The slaves themselves did not know how to farm, and the robbed young men were used as cattle and horses to drive, and if they slacked off even a little bit, they would be whipped off with a whip.
Although Jiannu has entered the customs, his nature has not changed.
If we were caught by them, there would be no way to survive.
They didn't dare to look anymore and instinctively buried their heads deeply.
This army was sent by Dorgon, the regent of the Qing Dynasty, to capture the Jueluo Bahana tribe and Shitingzhu tribe in Shandong.
At the forefront were the Manchurian Zhenglan Banner Cavalry, numbering about a thousand.
After that came the black Manchurian Zhenglan Banner and the Han army infantry with red flags.
They were all well-equipped and brightly armored.
Behind them were some ragged men, in groups of more than a dozen, pulling a cartload of baggage and moving forward with difficulty.
Finally, there are the Manchu Zhenglan Banner and the Han Army Red Banner Soldiers at the rear.
They also have a role, which is to supervise these strong Han men and prevent them from cheating or even escaping.
Because Dorgon's decree was too sudden, Joluo Bahana did not have time to recruit auxiliary troops, so he simply followed the old method of robbing the west and captured the Han people transporting food and grass.
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These Han people were treated like cattle.
In the eyes of Jolupahana and others, the lives of these Han people were like trivial matters and not worth mentioning at all.
They are consumables.
As long as they can help the army transport food, grass and baggage outside Dezhou City, it is worth dying all of them.
Anyway, when Texas is captured in the future, we can plunder and capture a new batch of people.
This Han man has no other ability except that he can give birth to children, just like pigs and sheep.
With so many Han people in Shandong, are you worried that you won’t be able to arrest them?
"Don't be lazy" A soldier with the Manchu Zhenglan Banner lashed out with his whip and opened a bloody gash on the back of a strong Han man.
The Han man was whipped so hard that he staggered and almost fell over.
After he stood firm, he did not dare to complain at all and continued to pull the car hard.
As for the Han soldiers with red flags who were also supervising these Han people at the end of the team, they rarely whipped them and only scolded them a few times at most.
This was not because of their conscience, but because most of the young men they brought with them when setting off from Beijing were already dead, and the remaining ones could barely carry them to Texas.
If they are all beaten to death, they still have to catch the strong men.
But look at this place where there is no shit, there will be no one within a hundred miles.
If no able-bodied men can be caught, the baggage will have to be transported in person by Han soldiers wearing red flags.
There is no way, who told them that the people traveling with them were the bannermen of the Zhenglan Banner of Manchuria?
They couldn't ask the bannermen of Manchuria to pull the cart themselves, right?
But the people of Manchuria’s Zhenglan Banner didn’t think so.
In their view, marching was difficult, and whipping these strong Han men was a way to have fun.
Anyway, if these Han people were killed, they would be supported by those Han soldiers with red flags, so they didn’t have to work hard.
Even if these strong Han men did not make any mistakes, so what?
Just be happy.
"Master, give me a drink of water, I'm going to die of thirst."
An old man felt dizzy and fell to the ground with a plop.
A soldier with the Manchurian Zhenglan Banner whipped him hard and scolded: "You are a sneaky Chinese dog, you clearly just want to be lazy."
The whip struck the old man's right shoulder with a whoosh, causing him to curl up in pain.
The strong Han men on the side slowed down and looked here blankly.
"Okay, aren't you thirsty?
I'll give you a drink."
After saying that, the Manchurian Zhenglan Banner untied his belt and started urinating on the old man.
"Drink, drink, I tell you to drink enough."
This Manchurian Zhenglan Banner had been holding back his urine for a long time, and now he was peeing like a geyser, naturally feeling very happy.
It was pity that the old man was dodging left and right after being sprayed with urine, and he was in a panic.
Several Manchurian Zhenglan Banner soldiers not far away also came over and took off their belts to urinate.
In an instant, the old man was soaked all over.
When Chen Shuncai saw this, he felt a sense of sadness for some reason.
He gritted his teeth and leaned closer and said with a smile: "Brothers, just give this guy a good beating.
There is no need to argue with him."
When the Manchurian Zhenglan Banner soldiers saw this, they all turned their heads and came over.
Seeing that the person speaking was a Han Army bannerman, they couldn't help laughing loudly.
"Haha, when did a Chinese dog have the right to speak in front of me?"
Chen Shuncai was startled, and then said angrily: "I am not a Han dog, I am a banner man and I have been raised by my master."
The leader of the Manchurian Zhenglan Banner flag soldier said disdainfully: "Han dogs are Han dogs, even if they raise the flag, they are still Han dogs.
In my eyes, there is no difference between you Han dogs in Liaodong and the southerners.
It's just that You were just working as a slave for the Manchu bannermen a few days ago.
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Why, you really think you are a bannerman.
Let me tell you, you will always be a slave in my eyes." s: Thank you book friend for the 1,000-coin reward for finding a name so difficult 111: