Liu Jinzhong decided to take a gamble.

He didn't believe that his luck was so bad, and he didn't believe that Hanzhong Shou would be so stupid.

If the Qing garrison killed him, then his son would definitely take the army with him. The fat sheep flew away.

Even for the sake of this army, the Qing army guards will not kill the killer.

As for the humiliation, there will definitely be.

But Liu Jinzhong didn't care. From the moment he decided to cast out, he put the integrity aside.

Anyway, it's all a minion, what's the point of kowtowing a few more heads?

After thinking about it, Liu Jinzhong took a step towards the city gate.

"Let me in, I'm Liu Jinzhong, I promise your general's conditions, and I'm willing to go into the city alone to ask for guilt!"

To Liu Jinzhong's surprise, the city gate had not been opened after a long time.

What the hell are these Tartars up to!

After a long time, a bamboo basket was pulled down from the city, and Liu Jinzhong instantly realized.

Damn, Tartar is insulting Lao Tzu!

This bamboo basket can only accommodate one person, and it is obvious that Liu Jinzhong is going to stand in it, and the soldiers at the head of the city will lift it up.

In Liu Jinzhong's view, this is no different from drilling a dog hole.

At this moment, Liu Jinzhong felt a trace of regret.

Shouldn't you be so impulsive and betray Zhang Xianzhong?

Zhang Xianzhong is no matter how mean and unkind, obedient and angry, at least he is still a person under his command. But in the eyes of the Tartars, he is a dog!

Or not even a dog!

But now there is no turning back.

Liu Jinzhong knew very well that Zhang Xianzhong was very cruel to the rebel generals. Instead of being forgiven, the rebels who are caught will be brutally executed.

Decapitation and strangulation are considered light.

Being buried alive and beheaded is not terrible.

Zhang Xianzhong likes to bury people in the ground the most, exposing only one head.

Then hit it with a sledgehammer, and a gap will appear in the head in an instant, and the yellow-white brain pulp will spray out and then spread out, just like fireworks.

Liu Jinzhong saw Zhang Xianzhong open the scoop to the two rebel generals.

It was an experience that I will never forget.

Because of this, it was impossible for Liu Jinzhong to return to the Western Army.

He had no choice but to clear him.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Jinzhong stepped into the bamboo basket and shouted loudly: "Pull me up." ”

The soldiers at the head of the city then pulled the rope with all their might, and the bamboo basket hung in the air, shaking incessantly.

As you get farther and farther from the ground, the shaking increases.

Liu Jinzhong held the rope tightly with both hands and closed his eyes instinctively.

I don't know how long it took, the bamboo basket was finally dragged to the top of the city.

Liu Jinzhong opened his eyes and cautiously probed.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he stepped on the ground.

After such a toss, Liu Jinzhong's last breath in his heart was also released. He bowed his waist and slumped his back and walked forward with a Qing soldier.

There is no doubt that he begged for forgiveness from the Qing army guards in an extremely humble manner.

Seeing this, Tong Yanghe smiled at Shuo Zhan and said, "It seems that this guy really wants to surrender." ”

"Haha, interesting, really interesting."

Shuo Zhan also whetted his appetite, eager to see Liu Jinzhong obediently sell ugly.

"Tell me if I beat this southern dog, will he bark."

Tong Yanghe said lightly: "Of course not, the thorn strip on his back is used for whipping." ”

Shuo Zhan's eyes narrowed into a slit: "Then I'll try it!" ”

After Liu Jinzhong was brought to Tong Yanghe and Shuo Zhan, he immediately knelt down and cried: "The slave was bewitched by the sacrifice thief, so he would attack Hanzhong beyond his strength." Now the slave has sincerely repented, and asked several masters to forgive. ”

Shuo Zhan stepped forward and pulled out the thorn strip behind Liu Jinzhong, and beat it without saying anything.

Liu Jinzhong was very panicked, but he didn't dare to take it, so he just gritted his teeth desperately to hold back.

Tong Yanghe explained: "General Liu, we have a rule in the Qing Dynasty that all the generals who return to obedience must be beaten and killed. Since General Liu has prepared his own thorns, the killing stick is exempted, and he can be whipped directly. ”

Of course, this is a rhetoric made up by Tong Yanghe. In fact, the Qing court has never had a rule that a general will be killed first. It's simply that Shuo Zhan wants to humiliate Liu Jinzhong.

"The slave thanked the master for his guidance. Minions are willing to take punishment! ”

Liu Jinzhong really realized at this moment what it means to be a man-made knife and I am a fish.

Not to mention the whip back, even if the Qing army wants to chop him alive, he won't be able to escape.

Na Shuo Zhan waved the thorn strip in his hand vigorously, and with each whip, a scarlet whip mark appeared on Liu Jinzhong's back. Then the whip mark bulged to form a bloody purlin in the shape of an earthworm, which was very terrifying.

Shuo Zhan's whipping had no rules to speak of, so the whip marks on Liu Jinzhong's back were criss-crossed, and soon it was like a fishing net.

Blood beads had erupted from the place where he had been repeatedly beaten, and the skin had bloomed like a flower.

Liu Jinzhong felt a tearing pain, and he couldn't help but cry out.

I don't know if this shout aroused Shuo Zhan's beastly desire, and he waved the thorn strip more and more excitedly and pulled it towards Liu Jinzhong's back.

It didn't take long for Liu Jinzhong's back to be smashed. Blood ran down the wound and stained the pants red.

Shuo Zhan rose more and more, but Liu Jinzhong was already trembling.

Tong Yanghe saw that he was afraid that he would die if he continued to smoke, so he coughed and said, "That's enough." ”

Shuo Zhan licked a mouthful of blood splashed on the corner of his mouth, and said with taste: "Bear Jing and ask for guilt, interesting, haha, really interesting." ”

The muscles on Liu Jinzhong's back twitched instinctively, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his neck.

"General Liu seems to be sincere and obedient. However, since we have surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, we must talk about the rules of the Qing Dynasty. Come on, shave and braid General Liu's hair! ”

Tong Yanghe ignored the cold weather at this time, so he had to ask someone to shave Liu Jinzhong's hair.

Where did Liu Jinzhong dare to object, and said with a miserable smile: "The slave thanks the master for his grace." ”

Soon the shaver was taken to the city, and most of Liu Jinzhong's hair was shaved off with a quick knife, leaving only a handful on the back of his head.

According to the Manchurian rules, the braid must be able to pass through the hollow eye in the copper coin, so it is also called the money rat tail.

An experienced shaver will be able to braid the hair just right.

The shaver was obviously an experienced one, and it didn't take long to shave his head.

Liu Jinzhong pulled the braided hair just now and glanced at it, and said excitedly: "Thank you master, the slave also has braids!" ”

"Liu Jinzhong, although you have made a big mistake first, but for the sake of your sincere obedience, the past is not to blame. From now on, you must do things for the Qing Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty will not treat you badly. ”

Liu Jinzhong waited for a long time just to wait for Tong Yanghe's words, and hurriedly patted his chest and promised: "Master rest assured, the slave must die for the sake of the Qing Dynasty." The thief's arrangement in Sichuan is clear, and he will definitely be able to help the master take Sichuan! ”

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