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Chapter 987: I Don't Have a Son Like You


Zhou Peigong didn't know Zu Zeqing's depression and worry, he was concerned about whether the Manchu soldiers brought by Zu Zeqing were as much as stipulated in the peace treaty.

There are too many people, and it is not something that can be handed over in a while.

Zhou Peigong and Zu Zeqing each sent people to compare the lists one by one.

Because he knew in advance that only 216 people were handed over by the Taiping army to his side, Zu Zeqing directly offered to hand them over to him and bring them back.

Zhou Peigong agreed, and ordered someone to bring those prisoners up.

After the person brought it, Zu Zeqing's face suddenly became ugly, and the Qing generals who came with him were also angry and sad.

The 216 Manchurian captives were not short of hands and feet, but all had their thumbs cut off on their right feet.

The thumb of one right foot was picked, and these captives were still able to walk as usual, but they couldn't run, let alone ride horses again, so these captives were no different from cripples, and they were worthless when they returned to the Qing Dynasty except for wasting food, and they were not even as useful as an able-bodied Han man Aha.

"What's going on" Where the responsibilities are, Zu Zeqing can't help but ask to understand, if he can't figure out the reason, he will naturally be unlucky when he goes back.

Zhou Peigong said lightly: "There is nothing wrong with handing over according to the agreement. 216 people are not bad, if the ancestral leader has doubts, he can match the names one by one. ” "I'm asking what happened to these Manchurian right feet," Zu Zeqing was furious.

Zhou Peigong shook his head: "These people are all injured on the battlefield, and our side has tried our best to treat them, but it is difficult to recover the broken bones."

If the patriarch does not believe him, he can ask them. ” "Hmph" Where would Zu Zeqing believe Zhou Peigong's ridiculous words, it is inevitable that he will be injured on the battlefield, but it is impossible for more than 200 Manchurian soldiers to cut off the thumb of their right foot With a belly full of anger, Zu Zeqing came to the captured deputy capital of the Yellow Banner Kang Guoli, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, your feet" Kang Guoli's expression was a little sluggish, Zu Zeqing called twice, and he moved slightly, then looked at a few Taiping soldiers standing beside him, his cheeks twitched, and he said with a wry smile: "My foot injury was beaten on the battlefield." ” Zu Zeqing was stunned for a moment, and looked at Maitu, the leader of the Zhenglan Banner, suspiciously, and Maitu said: "I was also injured on the battlefield, and it has nothing to do with the Taiping Army." ” Hearing this, Zu Zeqing thought that he had heard it wrong, and before he looked at Bai Erken, another leader of the Blue Banner, Bai Erken hurriedly said: "My toe was cut off by myself, it's none of their business, it's none of their business" After speaking, Bai Erken subconsciously glanced at the few Taiping soldiers who were monitoring him, and saw that the other party smiled and nodded, so he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and let out a long breath.

Zu Zeqing knew that he couldn't ask the rest of the Manchurian soldiers, because those Manchurian soldiers seemed to have been drained of their bones, and they wilted their heads and tails one by one, and they were indifferent to the Qing soldiers who came to take them home, but what the soldiers of the Taiping Army said, they would prick up their ears and listen.

When the Taiping soldiers came to them, they would be flattering with a smile on their faces, and that expression could not be more appropriately described as flattering.

What the hell is going on Zu Zeqing didn't know what had happened to make these Manchurian soldiers who could fight well and were not afraid of death become so virtuous.

Fortunately, he had no way of knowing, let alone understanding, otherwise, I was afraid that his reaction would be stronger than that of these Manchurians.

Zhou Peigong looked at Zu Zeqing and the Manchurian captives coldly, he wanted to tell Zu Zeqing why these Manchurians became like this, but he didn't want to say it.

Because when he heard about the torture methods of the Military Intelligence Department, he didn't think that these unheard of methods would be more effective than killing people, but when he witnessed it with his own eyes with Shao Chengguo, the town general, he felt that he would definitely not survive three days.

That kind of torture that is neither life nor death is too torturous, and these methods are said to have been personally conceived by His Royal Highness King Qi.

"Do you have any doubts about the ancestral staff, if you don't have any doubts, please follow the order."

Zhou Peigong handed over the roster, Zu Zeqing gritted his teeth and took it, he couldn't do anything more, all he could do now was to take people away quickly.

He rolled his eyes a few times, then handed over to his entourage and asked them to order someone to receive it.

"Vice-Governor Yasukari Lord" A roll-call Qing soldier shouted, Kang Guoli came out, his hands and five fingers were tightened, he trotted out, and answered loudly: "To" This "to" made the Qing soldier who was on the roll call stunned, and also made Zu Zeqing speechless again.

One by one, the Manchu captives shouted "Arrive" and then walked straight to their own ranks, where the first batch of Manchurian family members on the roster finally met their relatives.

"Amma" "E-Niang" "Marfa" "Sarigan" "Ah Chase" “” The calls made Shao Erdai, Gong Jianse and other Manchurian officers burst into tears, and they hugged their wives, parents, and children excitedly and joyfully.

Many Manchurian women who had thought that their sons and husbands had died in battle wept even more when they saw their relatives.

They have too many grievances in their hearts, and they have too much suffering to tell their sons and husbands.

"Amma, your braids" Gongjian's son Darhan couldn't help but open his mouth wide when he saw that Ama was wearing Han hairstyle and Han clothes.

Gongma Se touched the long hair that had just grown on his head, smiled and shook his head, he didn't want to explain anything to his son now, he just wanted to hug him tightly.

"Maha didn't know you were alive and died at the beginning of the year."

While wiping away tears, Komasa's wife, Unashi, told her husband the news of Amaha's death.

Amma's death made Gongma's nose sour, and he couldn't help but cry bitterly.

When he cried, Darhan cried too, and the father and son hugged each other and squatted on the ground and wept bitterly.

Unahi's tears could not be wiped away.

The cry soon resounded on the shore of Llama Lake, with the joy of reuniting with relatives, and the grief of not being able to see his Ama and Marfa for the last time.

Yue Deji and Shao Erdai's relatives were not on the first list, and they waited for more than half an hour to see their relatives.

Yue Deji hugged his daughter and laughed and jumped, while Shao Erdai held his mother tightly, for fear that her old man would faint with joy after seeing her son.

Zhou Peigong and the Han officers who came to hand over naturally did not have the excitement of those Manchurian generals, and they only kept urging the Qing side to count and send the personnel over as soon as possible.

Because of the severed thumb of the right foot of those Manchurian prisoners, Zu Zeqing deliberately delayed the handover, but in Zhou Peigong's belief that if the handover was not made on time, the Taiping army immediately launched an offensive to Xuzhou, and the peace treaty would be invalid at that time, and under the intimidation of Zu Zeqing to bear all the consequences, Zu Zeqing had to honestly let his subordinates hand over the people.

Ult was originally the Old White Flag man, but later his Niu Lu was classified as the Blue Flag, so his family was on the last list to be handed over.

"Amma, the son is not filial" After anxiously waiting, Ult saw his own Ama Makhtu, he rushed forward and knelt in front of Amma, but he did not expect that Amma, who was almost sixty years old, suddenly kicked him away, and then scolded bitterly: "I have no son like you" oshow7 t1706231537: