This side has just dealt with Song Qiaomei's affairs, and Song Huxing can't wait. He first pulled the old man out, and then asked people to tie his donkey to his back, how could the old man stand this weight, he was directly overwhelmed, and his hands and feet twitched and struggled. Song Hu Xingbei smiled and said, "He Fengshan, do you see, don't you want to make the poor rich?" I am now making merit and letting the old man carry his donkey on his back every day, and now everyone knows that the old man is rich, do you think about it? He Fengshan tried his best to control himself, he sneered and said, "It's okay, you can come, anyway, in the pit tomorrow, you will be at the bottom." ”

He Fengshan's threat scared Song Huxing a lot, but he knew how Wu Xing and He Fengshan killed people in Linyi after he ran away, and he also knew that if He Fengshan was not forced out again, He Fengshan's words would be fulfilled tomorrow morning. So, when the dog jumped over the wall, he pulled the old lady over, and then said to He Fengshan: "He Fengshan, you godmother is really good, and several girls are all taken by big families." Even now, your godmother is old, and you still have the charm, and if you don't come out, you'll have to cheapen my brother. ”

But at this moment, the old lady suddenly spoke: "Fengshan, don't listen to his nonsense, don't come out." Song Huxing saw that the old lady still dared to speak, so he angrily gave the old lady a mouthful, and blood suddenly flowed out of the corner of the old lady's mouth. The old lady looked at Song Huxing fearlessly, and then shouted to He Fengshan: "Fengshan, I'm an old lady, I don't know what the truth is. I knew that the past few days since you came here was the best day of your godmother's life. Today, my old bones are alive to the end, but the villagers still have to live, and you still have to take them to live a good life. In the future, remember that you must not be soft on the gentry, as soon as you are soft, they will be hard, we will have to sell our sons and daughters, and we will have to be slaves for them... ”

Before he finished speaking, Song Huxing couldn't listen anymore, and he shouted to his subordinates: "Put this crazy old lady on the fire and burn her." Without saying a word, a group of strong men set up a fire, tied up the old lady, and threw it into the fire. He Fengshan couldn't bear to look at it, and the others all clenched the weapons in their hands tightly, and the anger in their hearts was burning. They all secretly swore that in the future, the word mercy would never appear in their own dictionary again, and there was only one word for these lawless gentry, kill.

It's strange to say, just when their hearts were full of killing words, there were suddenly bursts of shouts of killing outside, and they could vaguely hear the shouts of killing Tartars. At first, they thought they had misheard, where did we come from? But this shouting of killing is getting closer and closer, more and more real, and more and more people are beginning to feel that it is not an auditory hallucination, including Song Huxing. At first, he thought that there were still some people who were disobedient and did something he liked to see, but listening to the shouts of killing, Song Huxing began to feel that something was wrong. He hurriedly ordered his subordinates to investigate, but the result was terrible, and the person who reported the news reported: "A group of cavalry came outside, waving the military flag of hussars, and the flag of the general headed by a picture." ”

“MMP。” Song Huxing directly burst into a foul language, and now there is no need to say more, his mother's Tuha is here. He has always heard of Tuha, since this damn Tartar took refuge in Li Huayu, he scolded others as Tartars every day, as if he directly took off the skin of the Tartar and became Chinese. Every time he fought against the Qing Dynasty or suppressed the gentry, he always charged ahead, and he never relented. As soon as he thought of what would happen if he was caught by Tuha, he suddenly couldn't calm down, seeing that everyone was flustered, he made a look with his henchmen, and then turned around and disappeared while everyone was not paying attention. He ran away, but the rest of the homecoming regiment was unlucky, and they had lost their command, and they had no intention of dealing with He Fengshan anymore, but scurried around like headless flies. He Fengshan saw that the time had come, and ordered to open the door and charge. In the end, the two groups of people met in the town, and He Fengshan saw Tuha and asked excitedly: "Tuha, why are you here, I thought that the fastest one to come must be the surrounding militia squad." ”

Tuha grinned and said, "It's not that Mr. Wu Xing is not worried about you, let me send you a letter, so that you can pay attention to concentrate on the people and don't be too scattered." You also know that I can't wait, so I came overnight. But I didn't expect to see a distress signal before I arrived, so I came. By the way, what happened here? ”

He Fengshan snorted: "Old picture, what happened before, it was a last episode." However, the next fold is to rely on you, and your old picture is the protagonist! ”

"What's the show? Do you want me to sing the lead role in the old picture? "Tuha, a straightforward man, went into battle to kill the enemy, he was a warrior who would capture the flag, but these twists and turns that He Fengshan said made him really confused.

"Singing, our old picture can't be!"

"It's not for you to sing. You'll understand when the time comes. He Fengshan showed a strange and fierce smile on his face.

"What's the matter!? You should explain it to our old picture now! Lest we Lao Tzu can't eat and sleep well, and muttering about you all day long! ”

"Alright! You are definitely not good at singing, but you are a man who kills people without blinking. It's a notorious Tartar again, so I want your help to kill someone! ”

Three days later, Suzhou City.

Outside the city, the gate compartment was close to the root of the city wall, and hundreds of captives dug out a huge pit about dozens of zhang long, two zhang deep, and two zhang wide.

At the head of the city, near the horses, the emplacements of the Franc machine and the six-pounder cannon were erected, and the muzzles of several guns pointed obliquely at this section of the wall from both directions, sealing this section of the wall to death. The same arrangement is also found on the city wall, but it is opposite the urn city.

In the city tower, He Fengshan set up an official seat. Under the city, Tuha's cavalry roamed back and forth. Around this huge pit, hundreds of firecrackers stood guard under the city. At the head of the city, Tuha's deputy, the former Zhenglan Banner Manchurian Niu Lu Zhangjing, a Mongol, and Meng Dexuan, nicknamed Meng Crocodile, led his hussars to dismount and parade.

This person's nickname also has a reason. He has a peculiarity that every time he goes to battle or fights with others, he will have tears in his eyes. At first, he was thought to be timid, but over time he found that it was not like that. This person often has tears in his eyes, shouts excitedly in his mouth, and does not hesitate to cut off the opponent's head in his hands.

This peculiarity of his was later heard by Li Huayu, "Isn't this guy the same as those crocodiles in our Nanzhong!" Li Huayu's evaluation immediately made him famous among the veterans of Nanzhong. Not really! Those crocodiles were all in tears before eating people and birds!

So what is a crocodile? But the one called Jiaolong, Nanzhong is famous for its ferocity and cruelty, and it can bite the existence of a buffalo to death in one bite. So, Meng Dexuan got such a nickname, Meng Crocodile. It's probably similar to Meng Laohu or something. Being able to ask the master to give such a title really made Meng Dexuan excited for a few days, and he specially asked someone to write it down ceremoniously, planning to pass it on on the family tree in the future.

Hundreds of hussars, led by Meng Dexuan, were in a team of 100 people, each holding a saber in his hand. In a secluded part of the city wall, seven or eight sharpeners from the city and countryside set up stalls there.

"Forehead drops, good girl! What are you going to do today! ”

In the urn city, Song Huxing's captured subordinates, as well as the families of the leaders above the sentry officer, were all detained here. It's just that under the pressure of the powerful bullet, everyone can only watch from afar. Nearly 10,000 people were crammed into the narrow urn city, and panic, anxiety, and fear enveloped them. In the distance, there was a buzzing noise from the Urn City.

"Lao He, isn't it too ruthless?" Rao is Tuha has killed a lot of people, but killing so many people at one time does make him a little soft.

"Not much!" He Fengshan gritted his teeth: "Kill them all, and the other bandits may no longer dare to defend the city and resist stubbornly, let alone oppose us!" We will not spend such a lot of effort in all parts of Jianghuai. Now Zhen Shiren, Zhang Jiucai and others still occupy Haizhou, Suqian, Suining, Ganyu, Xuyi and other places. If we kill all these captured captives of Song Huxing, they will be terrified and dare not fight again, and we may have many fewer deaths, less work, and more soldiers and horses. I thought we might as well try it and see if they dared to go against us again. If this matter is effective, the young lady will also look good there. ”

He Fengshan's words were light and light, but every word that burst out of his teeth sentenced hundreds of people to death. Tuha couldn't help but stick out his tongue when he heard this.

Around this killing place, in addition to Tuha's hussars, He Fengshan also arranged a strict guard force, thousands of soldiers, each holding spears and swords as if facing a great enemy. In addition to these ordinary people, He Fengshan specially ordered someone to take his official title post and go to the left near Zhou County, summoning those squires and villagers to Suzhou City to watch the live broadcast of the killing. In addition to these people, the officers above the battalion officer level of the garrison near the city of Suzhou were also enthusiastically invited by the enthusiastic Lord He Fengshan to watch the public trial and public judgment.

The previous procedure was similar, the public prosecutor announced that Song Huxing and the following people had committed crimes and should be executed in accordance with the laws of the Ming Dynasty, and so on, and then there were bitter masters who accused Song Huxing of the crimes of burning, killing, and looting in various places, when and when he burned a certain village, how many people in a certain town were killed, how much grain he stole from cattle, mules, horses, and so on, and showed bloody clothes and other evidence. In the end, He Fengshan was shocked, and the cinnabar ticked the names of Song Huxing and others, and it was completed.

Let the people present be able to tell the legend of the feat that has been performed for hundreds of years.

A letter cannon sounded, three gongs were struck, and the execution began.

Two soldiers, carrying the two arms of a captive, went up the city along the road from the urn city, dragged them to the battlements at the head of the city, and shouted: "Kneel! "On the battlements, fifty hussars who acted as executioners had already been pre-arranged, with sabers in their hands.

The execution began with the first one, and the sword fell, and the head immediately fell from the head of the city and rolled into the pit beneath the city. The soldier in charge of escorting the captives followed from behind with another kick, kicking the body of the deceased off the city, and a parabola also fell into the pit. The one in front had just finished his work, and the one in the back followed up again, and it was still another knife and then a kick, like a marquee. One by one, heads and corpses continued to fall from the city and into deep pits.

The executioners who carried the knife in front of them, every time they killed ten or eight, they were already covered with blood, their knives were blunt, their arms were sore, and their hands were weak, and then the executioners who were ready in the back stepped forward one after another to take over. When some of the captives were put on the battlements and ordered to kneel, in order to avoid the pain of being cut off by a knife, they jumped from the top of the city and fell into the pit without even kneeling. When some of the captives were brought to the edge of the battlements, they were already as distracted as mud, and they had lost the ferocity of the usual slaughter of civilians, not to mention singing a few words of drama and shouting that they would be a good man in twenty years. Their virtue made it impossible for the executioner to do so, so they had to reward them with a kick and kick the captives into the pit without dying. After some captives knelt down, their necks were stiff, and they could die instantly with a single knife when their heads hit the ground. And some captives do not possess their bodies because of their frightened souls. The neck could not stand up, and he could not breathe with a single knife, so that he slashed several times in a row, and howled because of pain, and the strange sound made people miserable. Some executioners have relatively clean and neat techniques, and when they go down, they will be in a different place. Some executioners, on the other hand, are weak for a while, and lack the strength to kill people, and when the hand raises the knife and falls, the wrist suddenly weakens, and can only be cut into a depth of three or two minutes, which makes the person who is killed suffer the greatest pain, and of course he will wail and scream.

In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of hussars under Tuha who served as executioners had taken turns to serve as executioners, some of them had their sabers in their hands crumbled, and some of them had killed people so that their eyes were red and their mouths were dry. And Meng Dexuan, who was the leader, was even more tearful, "Water! Bring me water! ”

The sharpeners at the corners of the city walls kept sharpening their sabers with their hands and feet, all of which were blades that could cut off the bones of rods with a single sword! The so-called windward cutting grass and blowing the hairy blade is only suitable for literati and ink writers to pretend to be forced in the study, but it is not used to kill the enemy and cut off people's heads in battle.

When this kind of assembly-line operation, with the evil beauty of industrialization, the killing was carried out without stopping, He Fengshan and Tuha were each dressed in red brocade robes, sitting at the gate of the city tower, drinking tea and talking and laughing, as if they were casually enjoying a kind of theatrical performance, and their voices were unmoved.

It is natural for them to be unmoved, but those officials, gentry, and village sages who were invited by them to watch the killing, and the people who watched the heads and dead bodies being kicked into the pit like dumplings under the city, did not have this mood.

The people were better, and when the first dozens of heads were cut off, they were able to shout "Yes!" according to the usual custom. "I came to give myself courage to ward off evil spirits, but later, I saw human heads raining down from the city, and corpses and living people kept throwing them into the pit one by one, and the crowd of onlookers gradually became silent.

However, those officials and gentry who sat at the head of the city, with seats and tea, snacks and fruits to watch the execution, did not have that mood. No matter how strong your physical and mental attainments are on weekdays, how many flowers you do in poetry and songs, others are just a hundred executioners who are born of Tartars at first glance, and the big knife in your hand is only cut off. The stronger ones endured the nausea of turning the sea and the river in their stomachs, biting their lips and tongue with their teeth, and forcibly controlling themselves not to spit it out. The weaker ones were already soaking through their pants, and there was a small puddle under the chair.

"This group of Nanban is an evil sect! Kill people so neatly and neatly! ”

The crowd watching the execution on the city walls, like the people watching below, did not dare to make a single sound, and only the sound of the wind blowing over the city could be heard, and the occasional faint ticking of liquid falling on the water.

Of course, it was these adults and gentlemen who watched the execution that consciously blocked the wailing, scolding, begging for mercy, and the cries and begging voices of women and children from Song Huxing's subordinates who were pulled up and beheaded. In addition, there is a muffled sound of a big knife slashing on the body, which makes people feel frightened.

"Come on! Charge up! ”

Meng Dewan went down to drink tea and rest, Tuha became angry, flashed the big red and red, and held a crescent axe in each hand, "Meng crocodile, let's cut a few for you!" Remember to invite Lao Tzu to drink at night! ”

Tuha stood at the head of the city, opened his bow from side to side, and in the blink of an eye, he cut off the heads of a dozen people, and the blood burst out of his head and face. He didn't care at all, but stuck out his tongue to lick it, tasting the bloody taste.

With a face full of blood, a pair of plate axes in his hands, standing on the head of the city, just swinging the plate axe to cut off the heads one by one, this image of Tuha suddenly reminds people of the heavenly killing star black whirlwind Li Kui in the Legend of the Water Margin of Loyalty!

"This, the group of people under the grandfather of the country and the Hou Ye, are they all the stars of Shangying, or the reincarnation of the evil ghosts of Shura?"

People have the psychology of worship of violence, and Tuha's practice just provides a good psychological hint for people.

In the midst of the anxiety, the clothes stripped off the city had been piled up into several hills. The deep pit under the city has changed from two zhang deep to less than one zhang, and all the people in the pit are stripped of their clothes and naked corpses. In the urn city in the city, the soldiers and family members of the Song Hu Xingbu who had returned to their hometowns with tens of thousands of people gradually became less than 1,000 people, among them, women, children and children were the mainstay.

"Lord Fuzun, what do you think of General Ben's methods today?" He Fengshan naturally would not be like Tuha, a Tatar-born officer, who personally went into battle to cut off people's heads, he picked up the teacup to blow the foam and tea leaves on the tea, and asked the Suzhou Zhizhou who was sitting beside him quite leisurely.

"Lao Tzu, you devil!" Lord Chen, the governor of Suzhou, is also a person who is famous for his achievements in the two lists, and he usually boasts that he reads poetry and books, and he has seen such a scene. Rao is heart is still a little bit of heaven and earth righteousness, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense, lest these murderous demons in front of him kick themselves off the city on a whim.

He was worried about this, but he thought of it with the people in the city and under the city. After this incident, there was a saying in Suzhou, even in northern Jiangsu, Huaibei and the entire Jianghuai region, "You will go to the city with your whole family sooner or later!" "It is used when cursing and cursing at each other.

Zhizhou Chen Ying glanced at the corner of his eye, and saw that the people who were escorted up, the young and middle-aged people were getting fewer and fewer, and the number of old and weak women and children was gradually increasing, and she knew in her heart that this murderous activity had come to an end.

"General, the subordinate has a reluctant request. God has the virtue of a good life, and the Buddha is also a cloud, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter. I hope that the general will be merciful and bypass one of these people's lives. He pointed to the hundreds of family members of the returnee group who were being imprisoned in the city. The lower officials would like to take the gentry and elders from all over Suzhou to ask the general for extrajudicial mercy! These are but women and children, and even if their children are guilty, they will not be put to death. ”

Under his leadership, the hundred and ten officials and gentry who were watching the execution at the head of the city left their seats one after another, ignoring the dirt under their feet, and knelt down in the liquid flowing from their bodies, pleading for these women and children, and of course for themselves in the future.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life? The Buddha said, a human life is better than a seventh-level floating slaughter? The smile on He Fengshan's face suddenly retracted.

"Someone!" He broke off his drink, and the guards who were waiting around him suddenly agreed in unison like thunder: "Here!" ”

The answer of only these three words and two sentences has made dozens of officials and gentry sit on the ground at once, like a puddle of mud, this guy who kills people without blinking, won't he want to attack us, right? I'm young, I'm in my sixties, and I don't want to die yet! The two concubines newly married in my family are only thirteen or fourteen years old, and they are all tenant girls sent by Zhuangzitou below, and they are the same age as flowers and bones, if I die, who can take care of them? There are also the trading shops in my city, dozens of Zhuangzi outside the city, the silver money in the warehouse, the grain in the warehouse, and the cattle and horses in the pen, wouldn't they all be cheaper for those unfilial sons?!

He Fengshan didn't want to kill these people, but ordered people to go to the city tower to get dozens of thick documents. "There are complaints, confessions, and exhibits here, and the signatures and drawings of Song Huxing and others are all here. I think you didn't hear it clearly when the public trial and verdict were just now, so you might as well take a look at it now. ”

"This generation of ordinary people is rampant in the countryside in the name of the gentry, and now they are pretending to be thieves and robbing, slaughtering good people, looting places, stealing prefectures and counties, and making eyebrows with slaves and thieves. What are the similarities and differences between this and treason? Today's things are also done in accordance with the laws of the Ming Dynasty and the old system of Emperor Taizu Gao. This official is already an extrajudicial favor, and there is no system of copying melons and vines. If this system is implemented, I am afraid," the eyebrows on He Fengshan's face jumped a few times, "There is more than one murderous pit outside this city!" ”8)