Chapter Ninety-Five: Removing Braids and Surrendering

Led by Gurto, the white flag surrendered to the head of the banner lord Abai, and led the remnants of more than 2,700 troops, more than 1,000 war horses, and a number of weapons to ask for surrender to the Ming Dynasty Minister Gong Wei.

When Gonggong Wei heard the surrender, he immediately agreed and ordered Xu Xianchun, Fan Hun, and Fu Aman to go to Gurto to accept the surrender.

After Xu Xianchun and others arrived at Jinying, after accepting the surrender letter, they ordered Gulto and other generals to cut their braids, and then the generals summoned the surrendered troops to collectively go to the braid and change their hair.

Without hesitation, Guerto consciously removed the braids, but there were also some officers who resisted the removal of the braids.

At Fan Hun's suggestion, Gurto ordered someone to hold down the few guys who didn't want to braid, and forcibly cut off their braids.

"Braids, braids!"

Several officers who had been cut off grabbed their braids like crazy, crying and hugging each other, and they were indescribably sad.

Cut, must be cut!

The actions of these officers made Xu Xianchun even more determined to cut off their braids.

"If you don't cut your braids, cut off your head!"

"Keep your head without braids, keep your braids without your head!"

One after another, murderous orders were passed down.

When the soldiers heard this order, they looked at each other and did not understand why the Ming army wanted to cut off their braids. Most of the soldiers still took the initiative to cut off their braids, because they knew that there was no turning back.

But there are still a small number of Jin soldiers who are unwilling to cut their braids, in their words, when they were the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty never asked them to cut their braids.

There is no reason to cut the braids when you return to the Ming Dynasty today, after all, they are Jurchens. And the braid is a symbol of the Jurchens, if there is no braids, is it still a Jurchen?

Braids are the inheritance of the Jurchens from generation to generation!

Xu Xianchun didn't talk nonsense and handed over the matter to Fan Hun.

"If you can't braid, these people will die, and you will be implicated."

Fan Hun is not intimidating Gurto, and braiding is the standard for surrender, which cannot be changed, and there is no room for negotiation.

Of course, Guerto didn't dare to slack off, he had killed the banner master, how could he not vote for Daming because some soldiers were unwilling to braid.

At that moment, Gulto found the gang of guys who didn't want to braid, with Teng's killing intent, and he called these people's cattle to record the real Xitata.

Hitata just wanted to open his mouth to express his dissatisfaction with the braiding, and he didn't want his mouth to move, but the back of his head was violently pulled, and before he could turn his head, his braid was thrown to the ground.

When I looked closely, there was a large knife with a chill behind his head, but the knife bearer was Goshha, one of Gurto's men.

"Get your people to cut off that damn braid right now!" Guerto made no secret of his murderous intent.

"My lord, I... I'm going to get them to cut their braids, I'm going to go! ”

The posture in front of him could not be clearer, if he objected again, I am afraid that the angry Guerto would never care about taking his sacrificial knife and killing chickens to show the monkey.

Hitata didn't want to die, and under his persuasion, his subordinates, although they were unwilling, cut off their braids one by one with trembling trembling.

"Do you want to cut it?"

Gulto led a group of people to a dozen of Hitata's subordinates who still refused to cut their braids, and after receiving a negative answer, he stretched out his hand and pointed at a few people: "You, you, you!" Come out! ”

With such a vigorous and murderous formation, the few golden soldiers who were named naturally understood what it meant to let them out, and retreated back in fear, but they were pulled out by those who had cut their braids.

"Again, to cut or not to cut?"

A golden soldier almost begged for mercy and shouted: "My lord, if you cut your braids, we are not Jurchens!" ”

"My lord, you can't cut it!"

The few golden soldiers who pulled out cried and screamed, hoping that Lord Ezhen would let them go back.

Guerto Tie blushed, glanced at a few people in disgust, and waved his right hand: "Chop!" ”

In an instant, several large knives were raised, and without waiting for those golden soldiers to beg for mercy again, and without waiting for them to regret it, they slashed down on their necks.

"Poof"

As blood splattered, the four heads rolled to the ground in unison.

There was a commotion in the crowd, but no one dared to scream, let alone move, because all around them, the soldiers who had decided not to be Jurchens had pointed their spears and bows at them.

............

The white flag was braided and changed as a whole, which made Gonggong Wei very satisfied, and ordered Gurto and others to come to see him. In order to show his attention, the father-in-law personally greeted the generals.

Seeing that the Ming Dynasty came to pick him up in person, Gulto and other generals knelt down and bowed down from afar.

Gonggong Wei hurriedly dismounted, stepped forward to help them one by one, and said to the generals with a smile: "Wait for the darkness to surrender to the light, our family is overjoyed, hurry up, don't be polite, hurry up!" ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to shake hands with the generals.

Gurto didn't know this etiquette, but he thought it was a noble gift, and he sighed with emotion: "Slaves and others are guilty, and they dare not enjoy this great gift!" ”

Gonggong Wei disagreed: "You were guilty in the past, but you will be innocent in the future, and you will become my subordinate, and I should treat you with courtesy." ”

Insist on shaking hands.

Guerto and others were convinced in their hearts: worthy of being the envoy of the Great Tomorrow, such a courteous corporal, how can the people of Jianzhou not want to join him?

After shaking hands one by one, Father-in-law Wei held Guerto with his left hand and Fan Hun with his right hand, and went to the headquarters together.

The headquarters has set up a feast, full of Ming army and military, and when they saw Gonggong Wei coming in, they all got up to pay respects.

Gonggong Wei smiled and asked everyone to be exempted, and asked them to sit down with Fan Hun and other officers of the returning regiment.

After that, Father-in-law Wei picked up the wine glass with his own hand and said with a smile on his face: "Prepare a little thin wine, it is not a tribute, you can drink it at will, don't be restrained." ”

The generals didn't want Gonggong Wei to be so approachable, and said movingly: "I have heard of the benevolence of angels for a long time, and when I see it today, it is not false, and the reason why the minions and others returned very late is only because there are still sons below who are worried about the slaughter, so it has been postponed to this time." ”

Father-in-law Wei heard their voiceovers and said with a smile: "Don't be suspicious, our family has always treated people with sincerity, and after you return, you will all be incorporated into the Returning Warrior Group, and from then on you will serve the imperial court." ”

When all the generals heard this, their hearts were completely put down, and they all knelt down on the table: "My father-in-law treats my defeated generals like this, it is rare in ancient times, and the servants and others swear to the sky and sincerely submit, if they have two intentions, they will be punished by heaven!" ”

"If you can trust it, you can trust it, if you can't believe it, how can you be asked to come to eat and drink." Grandpa Wei laughed.

"Jianzhou was originally governed by the imperial court, and the people were all the people of the Son of Heaven, but it was only because of Nanurhachi's ambition and false claim that the country was openly rebelling, that today's officers and soldiers were killed and countless people were killed in vain.

Father-in-law Wei wiped his tears with a handkerchief, as if he was in tears.

All the generals were moved when they saw it, and knelt down again and said: "The slaves are fortunate to be able to meet their father-in-law, and from now on, they are willing to serve the Ming Dynasty and their father-in-law!" ”

The father-in-law said happily: "Good, good! ”

The generals were singing again.

"Nurhachi pretends to be a traitor, if the father-in-law has the intention of pacifying, it is better to wave his army to the north, collect Heituala, and capture and behead Nurhachi to the capital division!" In the midst of the praise, a murmur suddenly emerged.

Everyone looked at it, but it was the original fourth Jiala's ox forehead real Ma Bao.

Waving the division to the north, it is hard to dig out Huanglong, but how dare Father-in-law Wei, he looked at the Ma Bao with a smile, and said in his heart It is good that you have this filial piety, but your father and I can't get up.

Fan Hun, Gurto and the others were thinking about this Ma Bao a lot of things, whimsical, and were about to signal him not to shout nonsense, but Ma Bao said very sincerely: "The Nuerhachi must not know about the matter here, so the minions and others can pretend to retreat as internal responses, and open the city gate in one fell swoop while Hei Tuala is unprepared!" ”