After leading people to flee back to Fangshan County in a hurry, the more Niu Lu Ezhen Abule thought about it, the more angry he became, the invincible Eight Banners soldiers were defeated by the troops of the Ming Dynasty's Local Inspection Division, which was really a great shame!

He Niu Lu was originally prosperous, and there were more than 300 adult banners, but nearly 50 died under the First World War, which can be described as a nerve-wracking, and when he returned to Liaodong, how should he face the widows of those dead men?

I had the intention to gather the whole army to fight back again, but when I thought of the crooked ditch outside the city and the artillery on the city wall, Abula shrank in his heart, how could the lives of the Eight Banners warriors be consumed in such a place?

Depressed, ashamed, angry, and anxious, all kinds of emotions alternated, and Abul was so angry that he killed three captive Han girls in a row, and only then did he calm down a little. Start thinking about what to do.

There were such a big casualty, and it had to be reported, but can I say that I was beaten like this by a local governor in the Ming Dynasty? At that time, Prince Rui Dolgon was angry, and I am afraid that he would not want to do it.

It must be a big battle with tens of thousands of Ming troops, and after a brutal battle, he defeated the Ming army, and he also died more than 40 people.

But this is a lie about the military situation, once it is verified, its crime is not small, and more importantly, the entire Niu Lu has so many people and so many mouths, and it must be guaranteed that no one will show their mouths, which is a little difficult.

"Master, if you want to shut everyone's mouths, you have to give them some benefits, I'm afraid you have to cut the meat." The clothed servant He Lu offered advice.

"Cut the meat!" The thought of dividing up more than half of the benefits in his hands makes Abula feel distressed when he thinks about it. But what if this is not the case, the most important thing is to keep the position of Niu Lu Ezhen.

So, in the past few days, He Lu has been running around on behalf of Abule, and made a promise to the various bannermen that except for the ones that should be handed over to the imperial court, the other Abules will take nothing from the capture and all belong to each of them, and Abule will take out a part of the slaves from the capture and distribute them to the Qiding family who died in battle.

In this way, it took four or five days of hard work to unify the caliber: when Abule led the two hundred and eight banner cavalry to patrol to Fangshan, he happened to meet the Ming army in Datong, Abule led the Eight Banners warriors to step forward bravely, and killed seven in and seven out among the tens of thousands of Ming troops, and penetrated the Ming army's large array seven times, and fought bloodily, which killed the Ming army and killed thousands of Ming troops, and the others fled. Abule did not give up, waved his troops to attack Fangshan County, broke through the heavily guarded county seat in one day, and killed Fangshan Governor and the county lord Bo and other Ming officials (with a seal as evidence), and tens of thousands of Fangshan people were all slaves of the Qing Dynasty!

He Lu wrote down the battle process on paper, described the fierceness of the battle in detail, highlighted the calm command of Lord Abule, the majestic posture of taking the lead, and showed the fearless spirit of Lord Abule in the face of the Ming army that was a hundred times his own.

"Xiao Luzi, you are good, very good!" Abule stretched out his big hand and patted He Lu's shoulder hard, grinning He Lu's teeth, but he had to try to straighten his body and endure it.

"Thank you for the compliment, this is what a slave should do!" He Lu smiled and saluted, but he didn't know what it was like in his heart, he had been studying hard for ten years, but in the end he was used to write this kind of disgusting bullshit article, and he felt ashamed when he thought about it!

A few days later, Abule, who had unified the upper and lower calibers, was in a better mood, and then ordered the whole army to set off and rush to Bazhou to join the army.

Following Abule's order, the fierce Eight Banners rushed into the people's homes and ordered every household to gather and march with the army. The tens of thousands of people in the city were already regarded as slaves by them, and naturally they had to march with them.

Who wants to leave their ancestral homeland and go to the bitter cold land of Liaodong to be a slave?

The people cried and cried, and no one wanted to leave, and the brutal Eight Banners soldiers immediately brandished butcher knives and slaughtered the unarmed people.

The knife fell, blood splashed, the killed family members hugged the corpses of their fathers and brothers and let out a terrible cry, the entire Fangshan County was full of blood, and there were cries everywhere, as if hell on earth.

In front of the butcher's knife, the people of Fangshan County had to abandon their homes, dragged their children and daughters, carried simple packages, left their homes, and ran to the dark road under the escort of the Mantar cavalry.

The soldiers of the Eight Banners robbed and never let go of a little property, gold and silver, cattle, sheep and livestock, iron pots and shovels, and all kinds of tools. Naturally, the Eight Banners did not carry these things, but ordered the captured men to carry them, or load them into carts and pull them by mules.

More than 150 soldiers of the Eight Banners escorted more than 10,000 people from Fangshan out of the city gate and went all the way to the south. Looking at the small number of Mantars, some of the people thought of fleeing, but before they could run a few steps, the whistling arrows nailed them to the ground, and all the adults and children who tried to escape were killed.

Looking at the Mantar cavalry roaring back and forth, many people could only extinguish the thought of running away and follow the brigade in resignation.

More than 10,000 people dragged their families and mouths, and they all carried salute items, and naturally they would not go very fast, many old people, women and children could not walk at all, and for these people who were dragging their feet, the Eight Banners raised their butcher knives without saying anything, and frightened other people to move forward desperately.

Obviously, the number of his own side is a hundred times that of the Manchu Tartars, as long as he is willing to fight hard, even if he can't kill the Manchu Tartars, most of them can escape with their lives, but in the face of the brutal Manchu Tartar cavalry, no one dares to come forward. Perhaps the warriors who are willing to come forward are long dead.

Before leaving, Abul ordered a fire, and many fires broke out in the whole Fangshan County, and the fire became bigger and bigger, and many houses were connected together, and the thick smoke billowing out of the sky blocked half of the sky.

Several Ming soldiers appeared outside Fangshan City, looked at the smoke rising above the city, and quickly ran back to a wood, a cavalry stepped on a war horse, and quickly galloped westward.

Fifteen miles south of Fangshan City, there is a lonely mountain, and a majestic man on the mountainside is contemplating the smoke in the sky in the distance. This big man has a tiger on his back, leopard eyes, and a beard on his face that stands up like a needle, if Chen Yue is here, he can recognize at a glance that this is the iron lion that has disappeared for a long time!

A horse galloped forward, and the knight on the horse rolled his saddle and fell to one knee before the iron lion.

"Report to the big boss, Mantar burned Fangshan County, and is escorting the people of Mancheng to the south."

"Hmm!" The iron lion nodded, turned around, and his face was full of iron beard: "Gather all the brothers, let's have a fight with the Mantars, and let them know that my Daming is not a place where they can come and go whenever they want." ”