Hey, are these grandsons going to surrender? I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin, and I don't surrender if I don't see the cannon.

Jiang Chuan waved his hand to Li Han and they pause the launch, and said to the cavalry commander behind him: "Ask them if they want to surrender, and if they surrender, they will drop their weapons one by one and roll out with their heads in their hands." Otherwise, keep firing. ”

The commander of the thousand said, put his hands around his mouth and shouted inside: "Listen to the Tartars inside, you are already surrounded. Our lord said that if you surrender, drop your weapons and come out immediately with your head in your hands, otherwise you will be able to taste the cannon again. By the way, this time it's a flowering bullet that is designed to hit people, and you'll die a worse and uglier death. ”

The commander is now learning and selling, adding all the words of Li Han just now, and playing a hand himself, Jiang Chuan rolled his eyes when he heard it, and almost kicked him in the ass, and the way he shouted made him sound the scene of the police surrounding the bandits in the Hong Kong and Taiwan films.

There was a sudden silence inside, and Jiang Chuan didn't speak, waiting quietly. Just as his patience was about to run out, it finally spoke again:

"Listen to the Ming army outside, the royal family of the Great Qing Kingdom is here, if you dare to open fire and hurt people, my Great Qing Kingdom will definitely take revenge on your Ming Kingdom with a large army. If you don't want to bear the wrath of the Eight Banners of the Great Qing Dynasty, then evacuate your men and let us leave safely. Otherwise, we don't mind the jade burning. ”

Although this voice is a little old, it is full of energy, and the people outside can hear it clearly, obviously a master of kung fu, and it proves the important identity of the big man here.

Damn, these Tartars have taken Lao Tzu for the Ming army. Ming army? Do they have what it takes? Jiang Chuan was a little indignant.

"Listen to the Tartars inside, Lao Tzu is not some bullshit Ming Army. Lao Tzu is the general of Jiangchuan Jiang in Liaodong Erlong Valley, if you don't surrender, then wait and continue to be artillery. If you want to take revenge, just take revenge, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu anyway. I'll count to ten, if you don't surrender again, then Lao Tzu will really open fire. ”

Erlong Valley is the new name given by Jiangchuan to Hulu Valley, which is derived from the fact that Hulu Valley is sandwiched by two mountains, so it is called Erlong Valley.

In the future, this will be his banner, otherwise if it is called Hulu Valley, people will still confuse him with Hai Dongqing's gang of horse thieves, which will be greatly detrimental to future development.

As for the general, of course, it is his self-appointed name, so whatever he is, just call it loud.

Of course, he will not dare to be called the king and emperor when he occupies a small valley, and the world will laugh to death when he says it.

The people inside obviously hadn't heard of the name of General Erryugu Egawa, and fell silent again.

They originally thought that if it was the Ming army outside, they could still rely on the psychological advantage that they had accumulated in front of the Ming army for so many years in the Qing Dynasty to win the opportunity to escape, so they dared to make nonsense and threats. But I never expected it to be a guy who had never heard of it, and I was stunned at once.

Jiang Chuan didn't care about them, and directly began to count: "One! ”

"Two"

"Three"

……

"Nine!"

Seeing that it was about to reach ten, the old voice inside finally spoke again:

"Okay, let's come out, you have to keep us safe."

"Count you to know the current affairs, drop your weapons, and walk out one by one with your hands in your hands." Jiang Chuan sneered and shouted.

He was actually relieved that he had caught a living royal person, and it might be Huang Taiji, which was obviously more effective than a dead person.

He was afraid that these Tartars would admit their death and refuse to surrender, so they could really only fire, after all, what they said could not be regarded as fart.

Under the watchful eye of a group of soldiers, there was the sound of clattering weapons falling to the ground, and then I saw a Qing soldier slowly walking out of the lobby with his head in his hands.

Behind him was followed by a string of Qing soldiers, all of whom walked to the gate with the same movements.

Jiang Chuan looked at these Qing soldiers carefully, and soon found something different from the Qing soldiers he had seen.

These Qing soldiers were all tall and burly, with fierce faces, and most importantly, they were all dressed in white armor, and they looked to be well-made iron armor.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuan remembered that there was an elite group in the Qing army in the original history: "White armor soldiers." ”

The white armor soldiers were actually the private soldiers of the Manchu nobles, equivalent to the families under the generals of the Ming Dynasty, they were all elite, and their combat effectiveness and equipment were the best.

These white-armored soldiers, like the Ming army's soldiers, belong to the core force of the army, and they are also the most elite forces.

No wonder these guys are so strong in combat and so tenacious in will, they can be explained by three words.

These guys also proved that Jiang Chuan's conjecture was indeed right, and they were indeed hiding in this lobby with an important person.

"Escort them down, strip off all their armor, and kill all those who resist." Jiang Chuan was not angry when he saw these white-armored soldiers, and how many soldiers were killed and injured in their hands just now.

"No!" Behind him, the commander burst into a shout, rushed over with someone, and the two of them pulled one and dragged them out.

There were still a few of those white-armored soldiers who were not convinced and wanted to resist, but they were cut down by the commander with a sword without saying a word, and the rest stopped and were taken away.

These white-armored soldiers were gone after more than eighty years of them, but Jiang Chuan's eyes continued to stare at the door of the lobby, his face was as heavy as water, but in fact, his heart was full of expectations, and he really didn't know what kind of big fish he caught this time.

But after waiting for a long time, there were no important people who looked like Tianhuang nobles coming out, Jiang Chuan's brows were furrowed, and his patience was about to run out, and when he was about to give the order to go in and search, a gentle rustle of footsteps came out of it, getting closer and closer, and finally three figures appeared at the door of the county government hall and met all the eyes.

Jiang Chuan was stunned when he saw it, because what he saw were three women, a young woman wearing a Han black samurai costume, followed by two young maids wearing Manchu-style palace clothes, all three of them were pale, their lips were tightly pursed, and their eyes looked at Jiang Chuan with frightened eyes but pretending to be calm.

Especially the woman in front of her who was dressed as a Han warrior and dressed as a man deliberately straightened her waist, but her trembling body betrayed the tension in her heart.

What kind of noble man is this? Why is it a woman? Jiang Chuan looked at the three women, his brows twisted into a mountain, and he forgot to ask for a while.