This attack was even more unbearable, although there was an order from Emperor Chongzhen to attack, but Wu Sangui, Bai Guangen, Li Fuming and others still retreated immediately after contacting the Qing army sentinels, and retreated directly to Ningyuan.

Uiju Castle, open space outside the city.

"Take someone to commit a crime, verify your identity!" An officer of the Qing army shouted loudly, in Chinese.

Several executioners carried a long line of Ming generals and officials up, their robes stripped and their underwear tied behind their backs.

Another officer came up to the prisoners, examined them one by one, and loudly reported the names of the prisoners. After the roll call, the executioner in the back would pull the prisoner's head so that the person on the stage could see the prisoner's face.

"Governor Qiu Minyang!"

"Chief soldier Cao Bianjiao!"

"Chief Soldier Wang Tingchen!"

"Prepare for the battle!"

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As the official positions and names were sung, Hong Chengchou, who was sitting on the stage, would tremble. These are all colleagues who held Matsuyama Castle with him, both civil officials and military generals.

"Mr. Hong," Hauge said with a smile beside him, "take a good look, these are your old acquaintances, and we will see you one last time today." I, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, was thirsty for talent, and knew that the old gentleman was able to secure the state and the martial arts could set the country, so he specially asked me to send the old gentleman to Shengjing. ”

Hong Chengchou sat in his chair at this time and did not respond. He wanted to intercede with his colleagues, and even wanted to go to the execution ground with his colleagues' subordinates. But he can't intercede, and he can't be allowed to die, he can't help himself at this time, he can only watch, he can only put the pain in his heart, and bear it silently by himself.

Hauge continued to smile and said, "The old gentleman doesn't plan to go down and say goodbye to these colleagues? ”

Hong Chengchou was still silent, without any expression, just his eyes slowly moved, looking at his subordinates.

The Ming Dynasty officials who were escorted below also saw Hong Chengchou on the stage, because Hong Chengchou was still wearing a full set of Ming official uniforms, which was particularly conspicuous on the high platform of a group of gorgeous cotton armors of various colors. They tried to scream, but all they could do was whine, the cotton cloth was already in their throats, and it was difficult to breathe, let alone make sounds.

Hauge waited for a while before he ordered, "Let's start, come one by one, starting with the official and the young." ”

"Huh!" His subordinates respectfully agreed.

After a while, the executioners began to carry out their executions. In fact, they are not professional executioners, but all soldiers. These soldiers killed people as often as eating, and there were no rituals as executioners. After receiving the order, one of the men came out, grabbed the prisoner's hair, and dragged the kneeling prisoner's head forward, so that the executioner behind could easily cut the prisoner's neck.

The executioner in the back raised the broadsword, exhaled loudly, and slashed the broadsword. With a click, the prisoner's neck was cut off by a large knife, and his head was carried by the person in front of him. They took a step to the side to avoid staining their clothes with the blood spurting from the prisoners.

"Click", "click" sound sounded one after another. Hong Chengchou couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and closed his eyes early, but the sound of his neck being cut off still kept drilling into his ears.

Two quarters of an hour later, more than a hundred corpses lay in the clearing, along with a large pool of blood. And the heads of these people are placed next to the corpses, which makes people's scalps tingle.

At this time, Hauge stood up, picked up a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "Come, old man, the show is over, please take the wine." After drinking this farewell wine, the old gentleman can go to Shengjing. ”

Hong Chengchou continued to sit still. Zu Dale, who was next to him, stood up and drank all the wine in the cup, which was regarded as giving Haoge a step down.

"It's still the ancestral family that knows the times." Hauge also drank the wine and said with a smile: "Along the way, you persuade Mr. Hong more." The head fell off, but it couldn't be pressed back. Wealth and glory, beautiful wives and concubines, can only be enjoyed by living. ”

Zu Dale hugged his fists and said, "Don't worry, the prince." ”

Hauge nodded in satisfaction and ordered, "Alright, let's get on the road." ”

After Hong Chengchou and Zu Dale were taken into the prisoner car and set off for Shengjing. Hauge asked people to bring Zu Daming and Zu Dacheng up.

The two of them also watched the whole execution, but the two of them were not qualified to sit on the stage and watch. Although they were accustomed to seeing life and death in the battle array, seeing their colleagues being beheaded by each other still made them feel a little frightened.

"Two generals," Hauge said lightly, "how do you feel?" ”

The two of them glanced at the dead bodies and human heads all over the ground, but they both bowed their heads and did not speak.

"It's not hard for you," Hauge said, "I'll let you go to Jinzhou City now." You tell Zu Dashou to surrender quickly. If Jinzhou is broken by us, hum! ”

The two nodded and said, "We must bring the words to my brother." ”

In the evening, inside the city of Jinzhou.

"Big brother," Zu Dabi entered Zu Dashou's study in a hurry, and said loudly: "Guess who's coming?" ”

Zu Dashou didn't raise his eyelids, he still closed his eyes and recuperated. There was a shortage of food in the city, and they all began to eat the dead and wounded to satisfy their hunger, and he did not have much strength.

Zu Dabi saw that Zu Dashou ignored him, so he waved his hand and called Zu Daming and Zu Dacheng outside the door in, and then he also sat on a chair to rest.

"Big brother." The two of them hugged their fists and saluted Zu Dashou.

Zu Dashou finally opened his eyes and saw that it was his two brothers. "Why are you here?" Reinforcements are coming? ”

Zu Daming said helplessly: "Big brother, Songshan City is broken, and Inspector Hong and his cousin have been escorted to Liaoyang. Governor Qiu, Cao Bianjiao, and Wang Tingchen were all beheaded. ”

"Big brother, the Qing court let us come back to persuade you to surrender." Zu Dacheng continued.

"Surrender?" Zu Dashou sneered and said, "Back then, Mrs. Hong let me come back and asked me to persuade the soldiers and horses of Jinzhou to surrender. Hehe, but I fought him for another ten years. In the past ten years, how many of his generals have been killed. Can I still surrender? ”

Zu Daiming persuaded: "They said that as long as you can surrender, you will not be guilty of the past, and you will be kind to our ancestral family." ”

"Big brother, it's better to come down." Zu Dacheng also persuaded: "Look at the soldiers in the city, they have all started to eat human flesh, how many days can they last?" This time, the imperial army suffered heavy losses, and there were no more reinforcements coming from those who fled back to Ningyuan. ”

"Several of you have been caught, if I also surrender, what is the use of our ancestral family? Will Mrs. Hong be kind to her ancestors? Zu Dashou shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Zu Daming said: "Big brother, it is Sangui who defends Ningyuan, and the imperial court has already let Sangui control the soldiers and horses outside the Guanguan." ”

"Oh?" Zu Dashou immediately came to his senses and asked, "Is the news reliable?" ”

"Reliable!" Zu Daimyo nodded in reassurance.

Zu Dashou finally had a smile on his face and said, "That's good, that's good." My ancestral family is still useful. Good nephew, my uncle didn't train you in vain. Hahaha. ”

Zu Dabi immediately said: "Then please surrender now?" ”

"No!" Zu Dashou stopped: "Since you have the chips, then you have to strive for a better result!" We have to make conditions! ”

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