(The first update, ask for recommendation votes, ask for recommendation votes, the competition in the new book list is fierce, and it will be squeezed down again.) Let's give Lao Kun some confidence. ）

On the official road tamped by the loess rammed walked a few ragged victims, all of them hungry with skin and bones, with vegetables on their faces and empty eyes.

Weeds overgrown in front of the long-abandoned inn, and not far away a wild dog tore at a corpse that had begun to decompose.

The victims of the disaster turned a blind eye to this, and the people in the troubled world were as cheap as dogs, and countless people died every day, and they were no longer surprised.

Fortunately, they're still alive, even if they're just breathing, aren't they?

As the saying goes, it is better to die than to live, and you can live one day at a time and earn one day at a time.

Stampede, stomped...

Well? Is it the sound of horses' hooves?

An elderly victim was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look behind him.

I saw a roll of yellow dust at the end of the road, and then a lot of black spots appeared. The sound of the horses' hooves became louder and louder, like summer thunder.

Listen to the sound of hundreds of riders, right?

He was startled and shouted, "Flash to the side." The younger victims did not immediately jump off the official road, but looked at the elderly man suspiciously.

"It's a horse thief, a horse thief. Duck into the weeds on the side of the road! ”

The old man roared, and he didn't care about the many people who jumped off the official road and hid in the weeds.

The juniors finally understood. The word horse thief is still very deterrent, and they hurriedly jumped off the official road in a similar way, and hid in the grass with a rolling belt.

After a short time, a group of cavalry came galloping, but it was not a horse thief.

The heads of these men were shaved and shaved, except for a pigtail the size of a rat's tail on the back of their heads.

It's Jiannu! It's Jiannu!

Several of the victims were terrified.

This is the official road to Dezhou, Shandong, isn't Jiannu in Gyeonggi, how can it appear here?

They all buried their heads deeply, and they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

They have heard of the ferocity of Jiannu. It is said that the Han people in Liaodong were slaughtered by Jiannu back then, so that Jiannu had to break into the customs again and again to loot. What they looted was not only money and food, but also food.

Jiannu himself would not go to farming, and those stolen dingkou were driven as cattle and horses, and the slightest slack would be whipped down.

Now although Jiannu has entered the customs, his nature has not changed. If they are caught, how can they survive?

They didn't dare to look any more, and instinctively buried their heads deeply.

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This army was sent by the regent of the Qing court, Dorgon, to collect the Jueluo Bahana and Shitingzhu tribes in Shandong.

At the forefront were the Manchurian Blue Banner Cavalry, about a thousand horsemen.

After that, there was a black pressed piece of Manchurian blue flag and the Han army's red flag inlaid infantry, all of which were well-equipped and brightly armored.

Further behind were some ragged Ding Zhuang, who were in groups of more than a dozen people, pulling a cart of baggage and moving forward with difficulty.

Finally, there are some Manchurian Zhenglan Banner and Han Army Red Banner Banner Soldiers behind the palace, and they also have a role, that is, to supervise these Han strong men and prevent them from stealing and playing tricks or even escaping.

Because Dorgon's order was too sudden, Kyorophana did not have time to recruit auxiliaries, so he simply grabbed the Han people to transport heavy grain and grass according to the old method used to seize the western border.

These Han Chinese were called like cattle.

In the eyes of Jueluo Bahana and others, the lives of these Han people are like mustard, not worth mentioning at all. They are consumables, as long as they can help the army transport the grain and grass to the outside of Texas, it is worth all the death.

Anyway, in the future, Texas will be defeated, and the army will loot and catch a new batch of new ones.

This Han people have no other ability, that is, they can give birth, like pigs and sheep. Are so many Han people in Shandong still afraid that they won't be able to catch them?

"Don't be lazy!"

A Manchurian Blue Banner soldier threw down a whip and pulled a bloody wound on the back of a Han strong man.

The Han man was pumped and almost fell, but after standing firmly, he didn't dare to complain at all, and continued to pull the car hard.

As for the Han soldiers who supervised these Han people at the end of the team, they rarely whipped and scolded, at most only a few reprimands.

This is not because they found it on their conscience, but because most of the strong men they brought with them when they set off from Beijing have died, and the rest can barely support them to Texas.

If they are all killed, they have to go and catch the strong man now, but where is there anyone within a hundred miles of the place where this bird does not?

If they can't catch the strong men, they will have to carry the baggage in person with the red flag soldiers of the Han army. No way, who called them the bannermen of the Manchurian Blue Banner who walked with them? You can't ask the Manchurian flag people to pull the car themselves, right?

But the people of the Blue Banner of Manchuria did not think so. In their opinion, the march was hard, and whipping these Han men was the way to make fun.

Anyway, these Han people were killed, and there were also those people with red flags from the Han army on top, and they didn't need to work hard.

Even if these Han Chinese don't make mistakes? It's good to be happy!

"Master Jun, give saliva to drink, the little old man is going to die of thirst."

An old man only felt dizzy and sat down on the ground with a thud.

A Manchurian Blue Flag soldier whipped down and urged: "You cheating and slippery Han dog, you obviously want to be lazy." ”

The whip smacked on the old man's right shoulder, and he curled up in pain.

The Han people on the side slowed down and looked over here in a daze.

"Well, aren't you thirsty? Lao Tzu will give you a drink. ”

After that, the banner soldier of the Manchurian Blue Flag unbuttoned his trousers and urinated on the old man.

"Drink, drink, Lao Tzu told you to drink enough."

This Manchurian Blue Banner soldier held back a lot of urine, and at this moment, he was like a note, and he was naturally happy.

It's just a pity that the old man is embarrassed by the urine spraying left and right.

Not far away, several Manchurian Blue Banner soldiers also came over, unbuttoned their trouser belts and urinated, and the old man was already drenched in an instant.

Chen Shun on the side saw this, and somehow a sense of sadness rose. He gritted his teeth and smiled closer: "Brothers, this kind of person is just a beating, there is no need to worry about him." ”

Seeing this, the Manchurian Blue Banner soldiers turned their heads sideways, and when they saw that it was a Han Army banner man who spoke, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Haha, when is the Han dog qualified to speak in front of Lao Tzu?"

Chen Shuncai was stunned, and then said angrily: "I'm not a Han dog, I'm a flag man!" I have been raised by my master. ”

A Manchurian Blue Flag Banner soldier led by him said disdainfully: "A Han dog is a Han dog, even if the flag is raised, it is a Han dog." In Lao Tzu's eyes, there is no difference between you Han dogs in Liaodong and southerners, it's just that you were dressed as slaves to the Manchurian banner people a few days earlier. Why, do you really think you're a flag man? Tell you Hangou, in the eyes of Lao Tzu, you will always be a coated minion! ”

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