As soon as Ping An entered Kaijing, he was stimulated by the strong smell of blood and frowned.

Everywhere you look, the buildings are almost entirely splattered with red blood, and the streets and alleys are littered with dead bodies and ragged women.

This is the first time that Ping An has led Jurchen soldiers, although Zeng Bin's personal soldier Zeng Yi has told him many times that the Jurchen soldiers have no military discipline at all, and they are more brutal than the beasts in the mountains and wilderness, but Ping An never thought that this group of people really has no humanity at all! The only thing that can scare them is probably the legendary Vultures who eat people alive.

In my ears, there was a howl like a wolf, and women wailing one after another.

At this moment, several Jurchens broke into Ping'an's sight, they were chasing a group of teenage Korean children, who could not outrun the Jurchens who lived by fishing and hunting, and were caught up in a short time, crying and rolling on the ground, and these Jurchens took off their pants with a cruel smile.

Then he took the girl aside. As for a few of the boys, several Jurchens smiled and raised their sabers, and the next moment, several heads fell!

Then these Jurchens began to take off their pants, looking at this posture, they were planning to rape these girls on the street!

"Bastard!"

Ping'an's eyes turned red instantly, and he roared angrily, "Stop the for me!" What about Aha out? What about Brother Timur? Let them get over here! ”

The Jurchens were frightened, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, burying their faces in a pool of blood, but did not answer the words of peace.

"Who will answer my words?"

Ping'an rode his horse over, raised the horsewhip in his hand and whipped it the heads of several Jurchens.

One of them, who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, was in pain and wailed again and again, "Brother Meng, Khan and Aha Khan are in the palace. ”

Ping'an's pupils contracted instantly, the child in front of him looked so young, and even had a little childishness, but when he dropped the knife just now, he was so excited and skilled!

"What's your name?"

"The minion's name is Albugu."

Albugu raised his little face covered with blood and excitedly reported to himself.

He also thought that his skillful killing had attracted the favor of the great general in front of him, and he boasted proudly, "Although the minions are only fifteen years old, none of them are as good as the minions, and since they entered the city last night, the minions have killed seventeen people." ”

As he spoke, he raised the saber in his hand and pointed to the gap on it, "General, you see, this is the knife used by the minions, and the gaps on it are all broken by bones when they are decapitated." ”

Ping An was dumbfounded, a fifteen-year-old boy, but he was complacent and boasting about his achievements in killing civilians! What a terrible nation this is!

"Really?"

Ping An looked down at Albugu slightly, and suddenly pulled out the saber on his waist and cut off Albugu's head!

Several Jurchens were all frightened, and before they could figure out why the general of the Ming people wanted to kill Albugu, they saw the soldiers behind Ping An turn over and dismount, and cut them all to the ground.

"Go to the palace!"

Ping'an had a cold face, and behind him, 20,000 new troops followed closely, and the rich killing intent instantly filled the entire Kaijing City.

At this time, the fierce brother Timur was lying comfortably on the wide king's soft floor, and on the same bed, there were Aha and a few pretty palace maids who were naked, and a few soldiers who were in charge of guarding the door not far away were chatting happily.

"Hey, don't look at the North Koreans who are weak like sheep, their women are really good, especially their queen and princess, each one is more beautiful than the other."

"It's a pity, it's already cold, and it's a little less fun."

The two chatted happily, and from time to time they let out obscene laughter, and when they saw the frosty peace, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "The slave has seen the general." ”

Ping'an stood outside the door and pointed into the house, "Let Brother Meng, Timur and Aha get out of here!" ”

Where to use the pro-soldier shouted, Ping'an's voice, there was a sudden movement in the house, and in the blink of an eye, Meng's brother Timur and Aha rushed out with their pants in their hands, and knelt down on one knee in front of Ping'an, "I've seen the general." ”

"Smack!" "Smack!"

Ping An slapped him in the face, and it could be seen that Ping An was really angry, and his calloused palm slapped down, directly smashing the cheeks of the two.

"The general is angry!"

The two were knocked to the ground, but they immediately knelt up straight and bowed their heads to admit their mistake.

"Immediately give me the whole army, get out of the capital! Get the hell out of here!! ”

Ping'an slapped a few times again, and the two of them didn't dare to hide, so they bowed their heads after receiving it, "Take the order!" ”

After the two of them left with a group of personal soldiers, Li Poyu came to Ping'an and said fiercely.

"General, this Jurchen is too ferocious, he really deserves to die!"

Ping'an stepped into the bedroom, drove away a few frightened palace maids, and said to Li Poyu with palpitations, "Don't you think this Jianzhou girl is really terrible?" ”

A nation that is so fierce and brutal in the face of the weak, but in the face of the Ming Dynasty, the change of face has become so natural and skillful, he was safe just now when he slapped the two of them in the face of the fierce brother Timur, but none of the pro-soldiers behind them felt humiliated because of this!

This is a people without any dignity and moral culture!

What is engraved in their bones is the survival rule of the jungle where the jungle is the jungle!

"I once thought that the Warats and Tatars on the steppe were already very ferocious."

Ping'an looked at the direction in which the fierce brother Timur left, and was distracted.

"I even thought that there was no more ferocious race in this world than the Tyrant Yuan back then, but today I have opened my eyes, they are more terrifying than the Mengyuan people!"

Li Poyu gasped.

"When this battle is over, does the general want to go to Nanjing?"

After this battle?

Ping An narrowed his eyes suddenly.

"Shame, this is my shame!"

Aha clutched his bloodied cheeks and turned his head viciously to look at the palace.

"No one has ever dared to bully me like this!"

Brother Timur did not speak, but silently turned over and got on his horse.

"Brother Meng, don't you feel angry?"

Aha rushed out of the fierce brother Timur and shouted, "No one has ever dared to humiliate our Jurchen warriors like this!" ”

"What about humiliating you?"

Brother Timur looked at him disdainfully.

"Back then, the Wudi Ha people attacked us and killed our people, and you were so frightened that you fled everywhere, why didn't you swear to resist?"

As soon as he heard the three words of Wu Diha, a trace of fear appeared on Aha's face.

The only thing that can make the beast afraid is the more ferocious beast.

The Vultures are true savages! Aha will never forget what the Vulture Ha people did when they were still living in the Changbai Mountain area.

They eat the tribe alive!

The three Jurchens were frightened, so they fled frantically, and almost all of the Jianzhou Jurchens fled into North Korea.

"The first thing my brother Timur did when he returned to Liaodong was to catch the Wuzhan Ha people who had surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, cover them with fishing nets, and cut off their flesh piece by piece!"

Brother Meng's Timur snorted coldly, "Sooner or later, there will be a day when you turn over!" ”

Aha looked up to the sky and laughed.

"That's right! Let's tell our wolf cubs, let them remember, sooner or later, we will turn over one day, we will take revenge on the enemy Ha people in twenty years, although the Ming is stronger, but two hundred years and two thousand years, we will have a day of revenge sooner or later! ”