Chapter 213. Blood Beach, Big-Headed God

The reason why the Wuqiao Mutiny is regarded as one of the key hands in the victory or defeat of the Ming and Qing dynasties in history is that Sun Yuanhua has learned for many years, and the firearms troops established by relying on Western-style firearms were brought to the Houjin by the rebel generals Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming and others, and more than 6,000 Liao troops became the backbone of the Han army banner.

This defection changed the balance of power.

But now, two of the three are gone, Kong Youde Geng Zhongming is now relieved and satisfied to follow Mao Jue to continue to fight Jiannu, this time the north is not after several wars, many times defeated the Lu army, but also good at using firearms of the Liao army, almost none of the Liao soldiers came, but the White Lotus Sect's magic stick, fanatical disciples came more than 4,000.

The only good thing left is Sun Yuanhua's firearms and firearms! With a disdainful face, he glanced at the messy horse thief and the strangely dressed White Lotus Sect, and in the blessing of this year's reckless Gurtai's life, Haoge, who was the Lord of the Blue Banner, snorted contemptuously.

"Where's the cannon?"

really became a traitor, at this time, the mourning star didn't care about squeezing the big eunuch Wang Hua'an behind, nodding and leading the way.

"Lord Belle, here! Over here! Why don't you move down quickly and show Lord Baylor!"

At the sound of his shouting, more than a dozen ringing horses hurriedly boarded the boat in a panic, and first carried a large box like a coffin down.

"Lord Belle has a look, this is our Daming, the Hongyi cannon that we learned from Hongmaofan, you look at this cannon, this body, this ......"

He personally opened the lid and pointed to the cannon wrapped in straw, and the mourning star was extremely excited to gesture with his hands, however, before he finished the introduction, Hauge suddenly pulled out his knife violently, and with a bang, he actually saw it in the cannon body, and then turned his head and glared at him angrily in annoyance.

"Your Ming cannon is made of wood?"

"Wood? No way? It's cast iron and copper!"

Unbelievably touched and patted, and then the mourning star was accompanied by an ugly smiling face, and turned around and shouted to his subordinates.

"This door is a mold, how did you move the mold down, and you don't move it again, this door is wrong, the next door, Lord Belle, you look at it!"

Lifting the lid again, before the flattering words were finished, the face of the Mourning Star froze again, although it looked like iron, but if you looked closely, you could clearly see the tree leper that was not covered by tung oil, and it was shocked for a few seconds, and the Mourning Star roared like a pig.

"Move again!"

One cover after another was thrown on the ground, and one piece of wood after another was thrown into the sea, and after the twentieth cover, Hauge had completely lost his patience, turned around and left, full of cold sweat, and the mourning star also sat on the ground with a butt, and Fei Gutong, the commander of the blue flag, hurriedly walked to Hauge's side, and asked.

"Lord Belle, what about these Han dogs?"

Huang Taiji gave up a lot of interests to win the qualification to receive firearms troops, but in the end, he didn't get anything except the gods and sticks, and the annoyed and angry Haoge shouted angrily.

"Isn't our Zhenglan Flag a lot of losses recently? These are all coatings, and I will reward you!"

"Lord Shabel!"

The White Lotus Sect members were still looking at it stupidly, and the friendly soldiers who had just come to greet them changed their faces, and they threw down bundles of ropes, tied up the White Lotus Cultists who had been tired for a day and crowded all day like animals, and dragged them back.

"Ahh Buddha, save me!"

In the scream, one of Wang Hua'an's Buddha mothers was also picked up by a beast-like pigtailed officer, pressed to the ground in her kicking, and then tied up with five flowers, looking at his little wife kneeling on the ground, a pair of arms were tied red behind her back, her clothes were not torn, revealing her bright red belly pocket, and her cloak exuded desperate screams.

"What are you going to do? The deity is the Buddha! Maitreya reincarnated! Come! Escort!"

But before he could finish speaking, the pigtailed officer had already shaved his nose directly with a fist, cutting him all over the house, and before he could wake up, several other pigtailed soldiers also pressed him to the ground like a pig and tied him up.

Compared to these White Lotus Sectists, the side of the Ringing Horse Thieves was still much more bloody, and before the Jin people came, they drew their knives first, and the beach of Fushun at dawn was filled with the sound of weapons colliding and screams of drenching to death.

"That's not the case, what about the king! You dogs* raise, you don't believe in your words!"

The two knives slashed left and right, in the end, it was a big bandit, one side roared unwillingly, and the other side of the mourning star was still desperately fighting, under his knife, the caught off guard Zhenglan Qiding was actually cut down a few.

The roar finally made Hauge turn his head, but when he looked around, he coldly spat out a few syllables.

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

Salhu, this is how the pigtailed soldiers won, the overwhelming rain of arrows crackled and smashed on the horse thieves, after all, there was no escort, and the horses with knives fiercely cut the wheat and fell down one by one, and the sea water was dyed red.

Half an hour later, the sun finally rose, and the pigtailed soldiers were really like demons, disappearing with the sun, but they were still left with the seaside full of death, and the smell of blood attracted a large number of sharks to gather, and the Dengzhou sea ships that came from thousands of miles were already scorched black under the burning fire, making a crackling sound.

The back was full of arrows, lying on a wooden plank, the one-eyed staring of the mourning star was round, and there seemed to be an unwilling cry in his mouth, and the next second, a triangular fin suddenly appeared behind him, and then plopped, and the fierce horse thief leader who had been crisscrossing Shandong for more than ten years and destroying hundreds of people also disappeared into the vast sea.

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At the other end, Dengzhou.

Compared with Fushun, it seems that the strong point here is limited, more than 200,000 Liao people, local displaced people have participated in the rebellion, all belong to the criminal people, although it is impossible to kill everyone, but according to the practice of the Ming Dynasty, they also have to be exiled to the frontier to do hard labor, in this case, Mao Jue will give them a military first!

More than 200,000 people in the city were gathered, even the rebel soldiers were released to their families, one by one rushed out, two large tents were set up at the two city gates, and they were tightly covered under the guard of bayonets, and one by one they trembled into the big tents.

Not to mention, this tent is quite metaphysical, the front is a large incense burner from the Three Immortals Mountain, the back is a small incense burner, candle flames, and an altar is placed upright, but the hanging statue of the god is really a bit ......

If there was a second traverser, they would have shouted in amazement.

"Big head son and little head father?"

But today, their status is high, and an old man with a big beard yelled at the rebel family who came in and looked stunned.

"Phew! Listen, this is the god of the big head and the god of the little head! Heavenly Court specializes in arresting the military god of the White Lotus Demon that you and others believe in, there are three notes of divine incense, you have worshiped the big-headed god and the small-headed god, and the incense is on, the white lotus demon and the pseudo-Maitreya will no longer be able to control you, and if you have evil thoughts in the future, and then worship the white lotus demon, he will not know, but the big-headed god and the small-headed god will come to the door, you wait to worship quickly!"

For the White Lotus Sect, Mao Jue is still too jealous, what to do with this kind of old feudalism, then feudal to feudal, generally speaking, the bayonets behind him are shining, these rebels are not crazy, and they are busy going up to kneel and worship incense.

Of course, it's not enough to have this gimmick, just on the incense, the tent poofed all of a sudden, you can't see your five fingers, you can only see your own incense, in the flickering firelight, the big-headed son and the small-headed father are matched with the fantasy painting of Mao Jiangye, it is really hideous, and the tent is lit up again in the scream, and the old man smiles and blows the dust.

"Congratulations, you have escaped from the control of the White Lotus Demon, you can go out, remember, you will not be punished by God if you live well in the future!"

was really stunned for a moment, and a dozen or so people from a large family followed the soldiers in front of them out of the back door of the tent in a daze.

Of course, there are also die-hard ones, and the children are so frightened that they cry, and a few adults are still standing there frantically shouting slogans.

"White Lotus Great Immortal, Boundless Mana ......"

Suddenly, the tent went black again, and a few candles went black together, and after they lit up in the scream, then Lao Dao's face turned black, pinching the demon slaying finger and roaring.

"You are obsessed, the big-headed god and the small-headed god have cursed you, and you will be tortured endlessly in the future, get out!"

In the midst of the scolding, another large family went out from the road from which they came, walked around the city wall, and was driven back to the city from the Ximen Mountain Gate.

This method seems mysterious, in fact, it is very simple, the tent is double-layered, the big one on the top is covered by the small one below, as soon as the old Tao knocks on the table, a few Dongjiang troops outside will pull down the curtain, the tent will be dark, and then pull it up, and it will be bright again, and the light and shadow effect will flicker A group of homeless people were stunned for a while, but it was to help Mao Jue distinguish the die-hard White Lotus cultists.

And as if they had really been blessed and cursed, the chaotic people who went out of the city were all taken to the camp of the Dongjiang Army, where they had food and made new clothes for the release horses, and Fan Wen raised them to advise, saying that they were the people recruited by the Dongjiang Army, and it would be fine.

As for the die-hard elements in the city, the food was requisitioned by Wang Hua'an, and the four walls of the family could only starve, so they naturally suffered under the curse of the big-headed god and the small-headed god.

They will also be handed over to the imperial court as prisoners of war, and the psychological hints formed by the different treatments, Mao Jue believes that these escapees should be scared and dare not worship the White Lotus Sect anymore.

However, what Mao Jue didn't know was that in his belief in the Ming Dynasty, he unconsciously created a big-headed and small-headed god cult, and in the future, the people of Dongjiang will definitely put up a portrait of a big head and a small head during the New Year, thanking them for the happy life they give.

In about four days or so, all the 240,000 displaced people were screened, 170,000 were released, and the remaining 50,000 Mao Jue couldn't take care of it, so they could only pray to their White Lotus Mother.

On July 10th, Mao Jue appeared in front of Dengzhou Prison again, smashing his fingers at Hessesen's cell door, and a slightly handsome face revealed a sinister smile of a classic villain......

(End of chapter)