Yunnan, Qujing Province.
The fighting on the top of the city continued, but the sound of the fighting became smaller and smaller, and when the last two Ming soldiers who were still desperately resisting jumped from the city crying and shouting in despair, Qujing was lost.
Tens of thousands of Qing soldiers smiled and rushed to the city, and the corpses of the Ming soldiers killed in battle were everywhere above and below the city, and there were soon terrible cries in the city.
The commander of the Qing army, Zhao Butai, also known as Zhuo Butai, gave the order to slaughter the city, which was his favorite thing for him and his younger brother Ao Bai to do, and he enjoyed the thrill of this conquest, and he was happy to hear the screams and cries of the Han barbarians.
As usual, all the living Han men in Qujing City became the target of the Qing army's frenzied slaughter, they poured into the city like a tide, rushing towards the streets and alleys of Qujing, everywhere they went, the long knives in their hands kept slashing, one by one Han people fell under their knives, and one by one men who died tragically in front of their relatives in order to protect their wives and children.
Frightened women were dragged out of the house with a lewd smile, and children holding their mothers tightly were cut off with knives, pierced through their chests with the tips of spears, and then swung excitedly in the air in the courtyard.
The atrocities of the Qing army frightened those unarmed Han men, they did not dare to resist anymore, and even did not dare to block the door again, they only knew that kneeling on the ground would not stop slamming their heads, until the blood on their foreheads could not stop flowing, and their faces were bloody, but their pleas did not make the beasts in front of them have the slightest mercy, and in the end they waited for the long knives that were slashed.
When the head flew away from the body, there was no anger in the man's eyes, only fear, and the voice that broke the thread, "Spare us" A group of Qing soldiers slaughtered all the way through the alley, and when they turned back again, they were full of corpses, and the undead were struggling and moaning in pain.
A child of two or three years old sat on the ground without knowing anything, and next to his dead father was him, but he did not cry, but looked amusefully at the arm that was hanging from his body with only a little flesh and skin.
"Please, give me back your daughter, give me back my daughter, I promise you whatever you want, I'll sleep with you, I'll sleep with you" The merchant's wife was shocked by the robbery of her daughter, and she wailed and hugged the Manchurian officer, begging him to spare her daughter, as long as he could spare her daughter, she could do whatever she wanted The Manchurian officer didn't kick the poor Han woman with his foot, but only stared at the infant child who was only ten days old, and even saw a little joy on his face.
Suddenly, he laughed, laughed very happily, he took his right hand stained with blood and pinched the chubby little face of this Han child, and then suddenly smashed the swaddling clothes on the bluestone paved ground.
"My daughter, beast, beast" The woman went crazy, she let go of her hands holding the Manchurian officer, and wanted to hug her daughter, whose head was smashed and bleeding, but her scalp tightened violently, and the whole person couldn't move, but it was the hair that the Manchurian officer dragged on.
"Let go of me, let go of me" The woman struggled desperately, hammering the beast in front of her, but to no avail, she watched as her clothes were stripped naked by the beast in front of her, and then threw her to the ground, violently parting her legs despite her pain, and then pressing down on her like a boulder.
The poor woman was tormented and violated by the Manchurians again and again, her heart died, and her gaze became dull.
The woman is crazy, really crazy, but her head is always tilted sideways.
In her dull gaze, her daughter was silently wrapped in blood-stained swaddling clothes.
The huge pain from the lower body made Qin's pain unbearable, and at a glance, he saw that blood was flowing down his legs, and he couldn't help but turn pale in panic, and heard the footsteps of the Qing soldiers approaching outside the hospital, Qin's heart couldn't help but be numb, and he had no thoughts of life, gritted his teeth and crawled out of the house, and after seeing the well more than ten zhang away, he didn't know where he got the strength, so he struggled to stand up, and ran towards the well in a leisurely manner.
"Haha, there is a big-bellied woman who is about to report to Mu Shenling, his old man likes fresh placenta the most" As soon as the Qin clan arrived at the well, three Qing soldiers rushed in from outside the courtyard, smiling strangely and wanting to come and arrest her.
Frightened, Qin screamed, touched his rumbling belly, and jumped into the well without hesitation.
"Fuck, don't jump."
When the three Qing soldiers saw that the pot-bellied woman was about to jump into the well, they stepped forward to stop it, but they were one step too late, and when they ran to the well, the Qin clan had already jumped down the well, only to see the black and faint water splashing at the bottom of the well, and there was no sound in an instant.
Only the mouth of the black hole seemed to be sobbing silently, crying, complaining.
"Phew, it's really damn unlucky, I wouldn't have reported it to Mu Shenling if I knew it."
As soon as a Qing soldier said something in frustration, someone from outside the courtyard rushed over, but it was Lord Mutaa, the leader of the Manchurian staff.
"Where's the pot-bellied woman?"
Muta rushed into the courtyard, but found that there were only three soldiers of the Han army, and he couldn't help but be angry.
A Han soldier told the big-bellied woman about jumping into the well, and Mutaa's face changed suddenly when he heard it, and after walking to the well platform and taking a look at the well, he grinned: "It's okay, just died, the placenta is fresh, you three go down and fish people up for me."
"Ahh Rao is three Han soldiers knew Mutaa's hobby, but they heard that Muta'a even ate the placenta of the dead, and his scalp was numb.
"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you go down and fish it quickly" Under the coercion of Muta'a, the three Han soldiers could only go down to the well to salvage.
Seeing that he would not be able to catch it for a while, Mutaa led the Manchurian soldiers who came with him to rush to a shop next door to search for goods.
There was a shopkeeper in the store, and a few guys were all cut down to the ground by Manchurian soldiers.
After searching for a while and finding out all the valuable things, when Mutaa was about to leave, one of his Manchurian soldiers found a Han boy in the cabinet, who seemed to be the young son of the shopkeeper.
Mutaa was going to slaughter the Han cub with a knife, but seeing that he was still quite handsome, he drank his men who were going to kill him, and ordered them to drag the Han cub out, and then his soldiers went out.
The Han boy had been frightened by the tragic death of his parents, and was at the mercy of Mutaa, and after a while, the Manchurian soldiers outside the house heard the young boy crying, and after a while, he saw the chief counselor walking out of the store with his pants contented.
Goodbye to the Han boy in the house, cowering in the corner like a fool.
A soldier asked Mutaa if he wanted to kill the Han boy, but he didn't know whether it was because Muta'a was kind or happy just now, and he spared the life of the Han boy.
After the massacre of the city by Qujing, the Qing army withdrew from the city, and the people were forcibly pulled into the city to collect the corpses, and a total of 54,800 corpses were obtained, including 1,254 naked women and 3,250 young children.
When collecting the corpses, some soldiers in the green camp who had not entered the city before saw that there was no shortage of naked women's corpses, and they actually tried lard to vent their desires with corpses.
In addition, more than 6,000 young women in Qujing City were brought back to the camp by the Qing army, and they took turns to spoil day and night, and every day there were women who were humiliated and bit their tongues to commit suicide.
"In addition to the Tufu, the Yunnan Prefecture in the east, Lin'an, Qujing, Chengjiang, Xundian and Chuxiong, Wu'an, Yao'an, Dali, and Yongchang in the west were all under fire, and no one was plundered.
If food, clothing, property, and livestock are robbed, it goes without saying; In addition, the men and women were all taken captive, resulting in the separation of military and civilian parents, brothers, husbands and wives, and children, which was unspeakably miserable.
The old, weak, and crippled were arrested, hanged, tortured, burned, extorted from the grain and silver in the cellar, the premises were turned over, and the houses were burned and demolished, so that people had no clothes, no complete skin, no whole mouth, and no one could complain.
The army and civilians are hungry, and there is no day of death.
It was even more tragic in Qujing and Yongchang, where the dead were killed and tortured and burned piled up on the roads, and there were no people for hundreds of miles around. really made Jia Sheng unable to cry bitterly, and Zheng Tu couldn't paint it all.
I don't know why the people of Yunnan are so extreme.
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Author's note, the next section is anti-theft.
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