Chapter 167: Hurricane (3)

The order to slaughter the city was issued, and the handsome banners of Shang Kexi and Geng Jimao pressed forward, and the Qing troops under Lian Decheng and Ban Zhifu immediately poured in from the gap, but Guo Hu and Gao Jinku took their respective soldiers and horses to serve beside the two princes.

The Ming army in Guangzhou City was false and real, Shang Kexi had already known it, and he did not believe that Du Yonghe would have the courage to fight to the death with him. What's more, even if there were, could it be that Li Chengdong's dog cubs would be the opponents of the feudal soldiers he brought out from Liaodong?

The advantage is that it is natural to let others occupy it first, and hold the 5,000 Qing troops of Guo Hu and Gao Jinku in their hands, and when the Ming army of organized resistance appears, they will be extinguished, which is the right reason. Otherwise, is it possible to let their own children do dirty work and tiring work, and leave the benefits to these green battalion soldiers?

Led by the two generals Lian Decheng and Ban Zhifu, the soldiers of the brigade poured into the city from the gap, and immediately dispersed according to their respective leaders, and rushed into the alleys and alleys that had been predetermined earlier. Immediately, screams, shouts, and cries began to rise in the northwest of the city, and quickly spread to the surrounding area.

The Jinyu Lane in the west city of Guangzhou, here is not far from the Guangxiao Temple that "there is no Yangcheng, there is Guangxiao first", but it is closer to the city wall on the west side.

This is the only way from the northwest gap of the city to the west gate, although it is only one of many necessary roads, but there is still a group of feudal soldiers with bright blades in their hands rushing straight here.

The feudal soldier at the head had a full beard on his face, and his face was covered with traces left by the biting cold wind of Liaodong. He is a veteran who followed Geng Zhongming to the Qing Dynasty back then, he is not very brave, and he is not very clever, but in terms of qualifications, he is now also a very useful one in their cattle record. When they arrived in the alley on the left, he rushed in directly with a group of feudal soldiers, spotted a courtyard that looked quite exquisite, and kicked it in.

"Damn, there is silver in the city, and they all pick up real money and silver, which fool takes a bunch of copper coins, just give Lao Tzu to get out of our Niu Lu, I can't afford to lose this face!"

In this case, he has already said it not once after entering the customs. A veteran wanted to laugh, because he had heard that it was this who had been laughed at for carrying a bunch of copper coins when he was in Dengzhou, and now he had come to warn others.

The yard is not very large, but the arrangement and decoration can be seen to be painstaking. The soldiers rushed in with a hula and cheer, but the expected cries and begs for mercy did not sound as scheduled. Before he could remember that the gate did not seem to be locked, several of the feudal soldiers rushed out, shouting that there was not even a figure in the courtyard, and that it seemed that there was no trace of him.

"It's obsessive."

Without saying anything, he took a group of feudal soldiers out of the courtyard, and rushed up with a shout when he looked at the courtyard on the opposite side, which didn't look much worse.

This time, the gate was locked, but it couldn't stop the five big and three thick feudal soldiers at all. A pleasant cry sounded, and the division of Pashku was finally reassured, and then he led a new feudal soldier to the courtyard with a fluttering eyebrow.

"Your father died early, and he has some skills, listening to your uncle and me, you can't be told that you haven't grown."

As he spoke, he looked left and right, and then he had a goal, kicked over, and broke into a daughter's boudoir with the recruits.

"Remember, when you grab something, jewelry can't be missed, gold, silver, jade and pearls are not cheap, and you can also give it to your daughter-in-law, which is no worse than grabbing silver."

He was experienced, and he broke in, but instead of running to the dresser, he picked up the messy bedding, opened the boxes and cabinets containing the clothes, and finally picked up the list hanging in front of the bed with a knife, and finally his eyes lit up, and then he dragged out a girl with a double bun in a scream with excitement.

"Look, there's a surprise!"

He grabbed the girl's delicate arm and let her cry and scream, but he became even more excited. But at this moment, a middle-aged man with a bloody face covered in blood covered his right hand that had been cut off by his wrist, but stumbled in.

Seeing this scene in front of him, the middle-aged man hurriedly fell to the ground, walked to the side of the dividing Dashku, and pulled his trouser leg with his left hand and begged: "Master Jun, spare your life, my family is a good people, and if you don't escape, you can give food to the court...... The little girl has already made a family engagement, please let her go...... The things in this yard, all the things in this yard are filial piety to the military master, and the villain also buried a few jars of silver behind the peach tree in the backyard, and they are also filial to the military master, begging the military master to be merciful and compassionate......"

At this point, the middle-aged man was already so anxious that he was incoherent. However, it is not possible to be a merciful existence that broke into the courtyard, and at the moment when the middle-aged man grabbed his trouser leg, he threw the girl on the bed, and then turned around and kicked the middle-aged man's body, kicking him out of the way.

"Damn, pretty fast."

The veteran who wanted to get a joke in front of the door rushed in angrily, and slashed at the middle-aged man who had already begun to cough up blood, but was stopped by the share.

"You don't let Lao Tzu play, Lao Tzu wants to play in front of you, play for you!"

As he spoke, he gave the old soldier a color, and the latter smiled lewdly and stepped on the middle-aged man's back, so that the man, who was still trying to crawl over and beg for mercy, could no longer move.

"Daddy!"

The girl was thrown heavily on the bed, but when she saw her father like this, she tried all her strength to get up, and tried to rush over, but she was stopped by the allotment of the Dashku, and threw her back on the bed.

"Boy, I haven't touched a woman, this time my uncle will show you a demonstration."

Hearing this, the recruit swallowed his saliva heavily, and the feeling of dry mouth hit, and before he could say anything, he saw that the share of the fish swooped up, and directly pressed the girl under him, and while his hands were tearing at the clothes that were as thin as cicada wings, a pair of big mouths were even more impatient to gnaw up.

"Daddy save me!"

The girl on the bed struggled hard, but with her strength, she was the opponent of such an old beast. The cry for help came, and the wounds on the middle-aged man's face and arms were already covered with dust, and he was still desperately trying to lie forward, but he couldn't break free from the heavy strength of the old soldier.

The middle-aged man was desperately begging and scolding, and his right arm, which was still splattering blood, was still trying to stretch forward, as if as long as he stretched his arm over, as if as long as the blood was splashed on the body of the beast, his daughter could be saved.

With the sound of the cloth tearing, pieces of cloth were tossed up, sliding down the trajectory of the money rat's tail and sliding behind the trembling of excitement. Until a belly pocket embroidered with lotus flowers was thrown out, and the girl who had exhausted her strength was left crying, and at the same time, the recruits took the belly pocket and covered her nose, and began to untie the trouser belt that she felt was extremely difficult to untie at this time.

"The leader said, it's for you to play, how do you see it if you bury your head in the ground."

The veteran grabbed the middle-aged man's hair and pulled his head up again. Tears, blood, and dust paint on the face as an abstract painting of pain.

The struggle to the death, the unbridled laughter, the awakening of primitive desires, the release of animal desires, and the screams of despair, in this moment, in this supposed quiet boudoir, are presented in the posture that should not appear in the civilized world, just as this brilliant civilization struggles and moans under the barbaric crotch.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes with all his might, but the painful cry was still drilling into his ears, squeezing out tears and suppressed roars. Fortunately, at this time, a conch horn sounded, and it overwhelmed all this in an instant. Fende, who was already preparing to enter the port, hurriedly turned his head, and even the words under his crotch shrank sharply, as if he was also afraid of what this trumpet meant.

Next, he hurriedly got up from the girl's body, and the white skin and blood stains were all presented in front of the recruit's eyes, shocking his senses. But in the next second, he lifted his trousers, picked up the waist knife thrown on the dresser with his backhand, and plunged it into the girl's chest.

"It's a disappointment to be hostile at this time."

Lifting his trousers, he didn't care about fastening them, and he hurriedly rushed out of the boudoir, shouting that this group of soldiers who were also forcibly seizing goods, raping women, and slaughtering any good ones they saw gathered outside the courtyard. At the same time, the recruit was kicked out by the veteran, and the veteran also stuck a knife in the middle-aged man's body, so he hurriedly chased him out.

In the boudoir, only the girl who still had a trace of relief in her eyes and her father, who stretched out his broken arm forward, did not make any sound.