Chapter 170: The Tartars Return North
In the sixteenth year of Chongzhen, on June 20, Linqing City.
Since the Qing army invaded Shandong, Linqing has been besieged for seven months.
At the head of the city, the Ming army defending the city and the young men in the city were all over the city wall, and the emaciated soldiers were lying or lying or sitting against the city wall, and there was silence.
Many soldiers sat against the ruined female wall with their weapons in their arms, their eyes glazed and their expressions miserable.
In seven months, the rich city of Linqing has also been cut off from food.
For several days, the soldiers could only drink one bowl of gruel, and the people, women, and children did not eat a grain of rice, and the city had begun to eat people.
Hunger, thirst and fear are biting the will of the defenders, and the spirit of the soldiers in the city is slowly being worn away, and the soldiers are on the verge of collapse.
At the head of the city, Wang Yan, who was thin, sat on a section of sassavel, and not far away, sat a thin Gao Mingheng.
Not long ago, the envoy who presided over the city defense died in the east of the city, and Gao Mingheng became the backbone of Linqing, and he also went down to the city.
Historically, Gao Mingheng resigned and returned to his hometown after the loss of Kaifeng, and the Qing soldiers suddenly entered Shandong.
This time, Linqingzhou was prepared, but it was able to hold on to the present, and it was also to the limit.
At this time, Gao Mingheng, who guarded the city and made the thieves have nothing to do, sat on the wooden box with his eyes closed, and many soldiers sat around, but they didn't speak, and the city was surprisingly quiet.
At this time, on the steps of the city wall, suddenly a figure limped up, and there was a person behind him, wearing a horse coat and a full hat, looking east and west, while walking up the city wall.
When he saw the embarrassed appearance of the defenders, he could not hide the smug look on his face.
Wang Weidong took the man to Gao Mingheng, who closed his eyes and recuperated, and saluted: "Futai, the slave has arrived." ”
Gao Mingheng opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at the man, full of clothes and hats, white and clean, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, "What did the captive ask you to do?" ”
"Lord Belle, I was sent here to show the people of Gaofutai and Linqing a way out." The Qing army envoy smiled and said: "The living beings in the city, whether they are alive or dead, are all in the thought of Gao Futai. ”
Gao Mingheng sneered, "I see that you are also a scholar, how dare you forget the teachings of the sages and go to be a lobbyist for Jiannu?" Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you? ”
"Hehe~" The Qing envoy smiled slightly, and his heart was assured, "It's easy for Futai to kill me, but it's worth it to kill me and take the lives of the people in the city?" What are the benefits for Futai? ”
Gao Mingheng saw that he was sharp-toothed, and heard his threatening words, but he stared at him very calmly and said, "Naturally, it is beneficial." Don't you know that there is a shortage of food in the city, and you want to kill people and eat meat? ”
When the Qing army envoy saw Gao Mingheng say it so plainly, he was startled in his heart, and his forehead began to sweat a little.
Wang Yan and the other surrounding soldiers stood up, and Li Ponu pulled out his knife and surrounded the Qing envoy.
Gao Mingheng saw that his face was pale, and he couldn't help but snort coldly, he thought he was a character, but he didn't want to be a straw bag.
"I ask you, what did Abatai say when you asked you to come and surrender me?" Gao Mingheng stood up and suddenly asked.
The Qing envoy was originally taken aback, but when he heard this, he thought there was a play, so he fixed his mind and said: "Lord Belle said that since the first Taizu started the army, he has followed the conquest and fought with the Ming army for nearly 30 years. ”
"Hmph, Gao Futai has been a royal captive for half a year, and the slave chief has no way to take Linqing, why does Futai need the slave chieftain to admire!" Wang Yan on the side snorted coldly.
Gao Mingheng seemed to be quite interested in this, he waved his hand to ask Wang Yan to stop talking, turned his head to the Qing envoy and said, "You say, who do you all admire, and the old man is the first." ”
Seeing this, the Qing envoy's mind became more and more active, "The people we respect most in Lord Belle are Sun Chengzong, the governor of Jiliao, Lu Xiangsheng, and Gao Futai. ”
After hearing this, Gao Mingheng suddenly burst out laughing, and said left and right: "It's really a pleasure for the old man to be as famous as the two overseers!" ”
When Wang Yan and the others saw this, they were all shocked, and the Qing envoy happily hugged his fists and said: "Gao Futai, my family Baylor said, as long as Futai opens the city~"
Halfway through the Qing envoy's words, Gao Mingheng's laughter suddenly stopped, and he said, "Stop!" ”
"Gao Fu~" The Qing envoy was slightly stunned, not understanding why Gao Mingheng suddenly turned his face and didn't let him say the conditions.
Gao Mingheng said with a smile: "Haha~ Since the slave leader mentioned the old man and the two supervisors together, the old man can't let him down." After speaking, he glanced at the envoy and sneered, "I will borrow your head for use, which can be regarded as a return gift for the slave chieftain to value the old man." ”
When the Qing envoy heard this, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly panicked: "Gao Futai, the two armies are fighting, don't kill the envoy~"
"You are not a barbarian, but my Central Plains scum, not a messenger, the old man is a traitor, there is nothing wrong with killing him." Gao Mingheng waved his hand and shouted, "Kill." The heads are thrown under the city, the corpses are cooked, the sharps are chosen to be eaten, and tonight they attack the camp and fight to the death with the slaves! ”
The Qing envoy was so shocked that he retreated, and suddenly there was a pain in his back, and a war knife stabbed him through from behind, and the surrounding soldiers immediately rushed up and split his body with knives.
In a short time, the Qing envoy was dismantled, the head was thrown off the city wall, and the corpse was taken away by the soldiers.
That night, in the northern city of Linqing, soldiers in armor picked up a big bowl, walked by a large pot of broth, and each person took a bowl.
Gao Mingheng and thousands of people stood by a demolished house with torches, watching the dead soldiers.
Wang Weidong drank a bowl of broth with his head up, threw the bowl to the ground, wiped his mouth with his bloodstained sleeve, and then arched his hand to Gao Mingyu and the people around him, and shouted heroically: "Futai, brothers, go first, go first." ”
Another soldier stepped forward, but knelt down to the south first, crying: "Old lady, my son is not filial, I am going to avenge my father and Cui'er." After speaking, he looked at the surrounding crowd and said: "Brothers, brother, I am a local, my home is in Zhaojiazhuang, Nancheng, Qiu County, which of you wants to live, pass by my door, please kowtow to my mother for my brother, I thank you here." ”
After finishing speaking, he first kowtowed to the people around him and Qingzhuang, then stood up, wiped his tears, and arched his hand: "Please, everyone, go first." ”
The selected Rui soldiers stepped forward one by one, and the surrounding soldiers responded painfully, "Brother, you are good to go!" ”
Wang Yan stood behind Gao Mingheng, his heart ached, and the crowd around him, whether it was the officers and soldiers, or the people, was all sentimental.
Gao Mingheng nodded, shouted tears in his eyes, and bowed his hand to the dead soldiers, "Soldiers, you take the first step and go to the trouble for the country, and Gao will arrive later." ”
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