For Xu Jie and Wang Dazhuang's decision not to accept the wall, Lu Hanqiang was very surprised that he didn't think it was inappropriate at all, and gave a little sympathy to those Han people who were about to be slaughtered.
His army almost collapsed, if it weren't for the existence of that elf Yaxuan, who always called his soul and the heart of his army, he would no longer exist now, because at that time, everyone was tormented by the guilt of hurting their compatriots, and they all wanted to use death to seek relief.
But now it is very different from the original, talking about the slaughter of the Han people in Liaodong, one by one it is so easy, is it possible that as the officials become bigger and bigger, the heart is getting colder and colder, is it that the superiors, the interests of the common people and even the lives of the common people, have begun to despise and ignore it, and when I was a civilian, was my conscience eroded by my own desire and arrogance?
Oh, yes, when you are a commoner, you want to hold power, you just want to ask for your life for the people, do things for the people, and once the power is in your hands, you will enjoy the pleasure of superiority, and you will taste the sweetness of power, and in order to further gain greater power, you must do whatever it takes to step on the bones of others and climb up, and on the road of power, there should not be and cannot exist kindness to your opponents, because once you are merciful, then you will become someone else's step up the ladder and a stepping stone for others.
This is almost a desperate logic, no wonder the more superior the person, the more indifferent and cruel, this is the inevitable logic from ancient times to the present.
"Boom, boom."
The earth-shattering explosion pulled Lu Hanqiang back to reality, sighed secretly, and then raised his eyes to look at the battlefield, on the battlefield, the trench area in front of the enemy's camp has been blown into a sea of fire, countless mud, gravel and rotten wood flew into the air, and fell like a torrential rain, smoke and dust reached Xiaohan, section after section of trench, filled by this huge explosion, section after section of solid fence, in this violent explosion wave, like paper paste flying and shattering, And those who stood behind the fence and wanted to resist the Eight Banners of the Han Army, most of them didn't even have time to scream, they were torn into countless pieces of flesh and blood, mixed with mud and gravel, and the remaining Eight Banners of the Han Army, in this row of explosions like a sea of mountains, have long forgotten their duties, no matter how the Jurchens roared and scolded behind them, let the Jurchens kill their families in front of them, they also have to flee to the back of the camp without hesitation, and now in their consciousness, escape, desperately escape from this blood, fire and hell is the first.
The explosions stopped, the trenches were filled, the fences were broken, and all that remained was the attack.
Wang Dazhuang straightened his waist, facing the layers of phalanx behind him, and pointed his long waist knife firmly forward: "Fuliao army, attack." ” Tens of thousands of soldiers roared together: "Fight to the death and never retreat."
Then he flattened the spear in his hand, pulled out the longbow in his hand, and with the monotonous drum beat, with Lu Hanqiang's flying big bow, he firmly crushed towards the enemy's camp.
The attack on the Eight Banners of the Han Army, absolutely not as predicted by Huang Shengyuan, the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty were ordered to resist because their families were held hostage, and there was no suspense at all in the whole battle, when Lu Hanqiang's Fuliao Army stepped into the camp of the Eight Banners of the Han Army, they were greeted by the people who were stunned by the explosion, yes, the people.
Near the front line of the explosion, there were countless corpses, lying there, their bodies were beaten by iron and steel balls, and far away from the explosion point, they were also lying full of corpses, they had no scars on their bodies, but their faces were distorted and weird, and there was a trace of black blood flowing out of their mouths and noses, they were shocked to death by the huge shock wave, and their internal organs had been completely shattered.
Walking further in, the scene I saw was even more bizarre, countless or kneeling sitting Han Army Eight Banners, one by one with dull eyes and blank eyes, let Lu Hanqiang's Fuliao army pass in front of them, but there was no reaction, and they really became walking corpses.
For such a result, all the soldiers did not have a sense of joy, because this battle was too easy, the reason for the ease was not that they were too strong, but that the enemy was too vegetable, these Han Eight Banners that had just been requisitioned, in fact, were not as good as the Liukou, and the Liukou could still migrate thousands of miles anyway, during this period, robbing, killing and killing, at least I had seen killing, and these urgently recruited Han Eight Banners, just before the day before yesterday, in addition to farming, some people had not even killed chickens, let alone killed people, In the midst of this continuous artillery fire, under the pressure of this mountain of regular troops, they could not hold out even for half an hour.
Walking in the enemy camp in front of the erosion and the orderly order in the back, Lu Hanqiang asked the soldiers around him: "Isn't there a decent prisoner, isn't there a decent surrenderer, and there is no one who can show us the power of swords and guns?"
As a result, when he said this, suddenly around the corner, a man with a spear in his hand, blocking the way of several people, at this time, the soldiers around Lu Hanqiang didn't say a word, and rushed forward directly, and they were ready to follow Wang Dazhuang's instructions to cut down this enemy who dared to face himself with a knife and gun, but Lu Hanqiang found that the situation was not right, and immediately shouted to stop.
Because he saw that behind this man, there were three people kneeling, one was a half-sized man, one was an unkempt woman, and a thin and withered old lady, obviously, this was a family, and this one with a cherry spear and facing Lu Hanqiang must be the head of this family, this is a responsible man.
"What do you want" Lu Hanqiang looked at the man who was trembling all over, but firmly holding the big gun.
The man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, didn't look at the Fuliao army that was rumbling left and right, and said in a dry but firm voice: "I can surrender, I can be killed, but please spare my wife's wife and son, my son has long had the heart to join the Governor of Liaoxi Lu, please take it in today." ” Everyone laughed, laughing at this man's innocence, when did he even talk to the Fuliao Army about the conditions Lu Hanqiang nodded: "You surrender." ” So the man fell to his knees.
So Lu Hanqiang said to Wang Dazhuang: "Look, big brother, in this battle, you finally have the first real sense of the sense of resistance, the real sense of the captive, the first real sense of surrender, the first real sense of the people to defect to Liaoxi, congratulations, the results are brilliant." ” Wang Dazhuang is depressed t1706231537: