"It's all cut, remember to deal with it."

Wang Zheng looked at the Han army foot soldiers in front of him, gently kicked him aside with his feet, and walked towards the fishermen after speaking.

"General rest assured."

"Don't, the master spared the little one's life!"

Several Han soldiers were shocked when they saw the soldiers of the Dengzhou battalion who were getting closer and closer, and these soldiers looked at them with stiff faces as if they were looking at dead people.

As the saying goes, a rabbit bites when it is in a hurry, and these Han soldiers knew that they would definitely die, so they no longer begged for mercy.

One of the shouting rushed up to resist stubbornly, and the rest got up and fled, and in front of the soldiers of the Dengzhou battalion, within a few quarters of an hour, they were all warm dead bodies on the ground.

"You guys, are you really soldiers of the Ming Dynasty?" When the fishermen said this, their faces were full of hope, but they still looked a little scared.

After all, the current Qing army has hardly lost to any army in any field battle, so how could the Ming army fight to Liaodong.

Wang Zheng personally stepped forward to support a person and said:

"Old man, I am Wang Zheng, the deputy chief soldier of Denglai, and this time I am at the behest of Emperor Chongzhen."

Hearing this, several fishermen couldn't hold back any longer, they all hugged each other and cried bitterly, this scene made Huang Yang and the others also face each other, and many soldiers secretly clenched their fists.

"Old man, behind is our fleet, there are some dry food on board, it is safe there, you can go to Dengzhou first."

After Wang Zheng said this, he turned around and was about to give the order to make arrangements, but he saw several fishermen surrounding him and holding him, waving his hands again and again and saying:

"This is unacceptable, my lord, our family is still in the city, please save them!"

"Yes, there are still more than a dozen families in the Zhuangzi!"

Hurriedly helped the fisherman who spoke, and Wang Zheng began to ask carefully about the number of Qing troops in the city.

In the occupied areas, the system practiced by the Tartars was to organize villages according to dings, and each village had 17 Liao households and nine ploughing oxen, and this Zhuangzi was used to reward generals at all levels.

In fact, this is a grange of serfdom, Zhuang Ding is a serf, and the Qing army generals above Niu Lu are serf owners, and Zhuang Ding is not only oppressed and exploited by the generals at all levels of the Qing army, but also by the Zhuang head and the Han army.

Huang Taiji realized the exploitation of serfs by serf owners through Zhuang Tou's jurisdiction over Zhuang Ding, and Zhuang Ding provided labor rent to the privileged Eight Banner soldiers.

There is no doubt that the Qing army's establishment of the village was a clear regression for the Ming Dynasty's original tenancy in the Liaodong region.

The Qing army firmly fixed Zhuang Ding on the feudal land through Zhuang Tou's supervision of Zhuang Ding, combined national oppression with class oppression, further deepened the degree of oppression and exploitation, and used the power of killing to force the Han people to change their traditions, which is why the Liao people rioted one after another.

The Qing army commander stationed in Jinzhou Zhongzuo also had a Zhuangzi outside the city, which he obtained with Amin in the previous years, and several Qing soldiers practiced "Manchu and Han living together" in Zhuangzi.

This is another way for Huang Taiji to monitor the Liao people, and it is precisely because of this that the Liao people have completely become the private slaves of the Qing soldiers, and their lives are not as good as a pig or sheep.

Knowing that only half of the Qing soldiers of Niulu were stationed in the territory of Jinzhou Zhongzuo, this was great news, and everyone asked for battle, and Wang Zheng made a decision immediately.

The Dengzhou battalion was divided into five routes, with a thousand generals as a unit, approaching the city from five directions.

This plan is well considered, and now that the Dengzhou battalion has just landed at Lushunkou, the Qing troops in the area of the center and left will not be aware of it at all, and the Qing army has such a small number of troops, and the separation of routes can cover up their whereabouts.

Considering this, coupled with the fact that the horse team had not made any achievements at the beginning, Wang Zheng asked him to lead the horse team to the Zhuangzi under the name of the leader to rescue the people.

According to those local fishermen, there was also an uprising of the Liao people in the Jinzhou territory, but it was brutally suppressed by the Qing soldiers, at least a few slaughters back and forth, and almost nothing remained, even if the Liao people later migrated to the village, the number of people did not remain much.

That night, about eleven miles outside the city of Zhongzuo, the wind shouted, except for this Zhuangtian, there were almost no figures, three Qing soldiers leaned against the wall with their chests crossed, and looked at the Liao people who were working in front of them with their mouths crossed.

These Qing soldiers are all armored soldiers, and they belong to the middle level in the status of the Eight Banners, if it weren't for their bad luck, they might also go out with the army this time.

In the eyes of the surrounding Liao people, these three big characters are all Shura from hell, and they are simply hated and feared.

"Dog minion, don't hurry up and work, it's going to be dark soon, and if you can't finish it, you will anger the masters, see how you end up!"

These Qing soldiers didn't need to speak at all, and more than a dozen Han soldiers around them were whipping towards the Liao people, and as soon as they turned their heads after scolding, a chrysanthemum-like smile immediately bloomed on their faces.

"These dog minions just don't beat."

With a cold snort, the Qing soldiers led by him patted the face of the Han army foot soldier, and suddenly with a force, he directly slapped the Han army foot soldier aside, pointed at him and smiled:

"Hahaha, they're dog minions, and you're also dog minions, go and do it together!"

The Han army foot soldier responded with a smile, although his face was hot and painful, he still bowed respectfully, and immediately changed his face as soon as he turned his head.

Seeing the eyes of a young man looking at him, the Han army foot soldier felt that his face was hot and uncomfortable, and he shouted angrily:

"What are you laughing at, what are you laughing at?"

"Hmph, dog traitor."

This young man glanced at it, and did not have the slightest fear, but put down the work in his hand, stared straight at the Han army foot soldier, and said word by word:

"Dog, man, traitor."

"Damn, I don't think you want to live anymore!"

Hearing only the sound of "poof", the Han army foot soldier pulled out his shiny scimitar, and was about to step forward to let this dog slave who didn't know the height of the sky taste the taste.

Seeing this scene, an old man in his sixties hurriedly threw down the hoe in his hand and stepped forward to persuade:

"Master Jun, he's still a child, Master Jun, forget it, Master Jun, apologize to Master Jun."

"Apologize, why should I apologize to the traitor?"

The leader of this infantry army looked back and saw that the three Qing soldiers were staring at him, and the dog had always shown his value in front of his master, so he kicked the old man away directly.

"What are you doing in a daze, arrest this collaborating spy here!"

This old man Liu was originally in his sixties, and he didn't eat well or dress well on weekdays, and his body was very weak.

"Daddy! Father! ”

Qing Zhuang struggled to break free from a few Han army foot soldiers, and when he rushed to the old man's side, he trembled and tried to snort, but found that there was no movement.

"Dog traitor, I fought with you, I fought with you!!"

Qingzhuang's eyes were full of anger, and he pulled out and rushed up with a hoe, and several Han army foot soldiers hurriedly went up to stop him, but they were all knocked to the ground by these young and strong hoes.

The Han army infantry glanced back at the Qing soldiers, and when they saw that there was no reaction, they breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward with a knife, and greeted more than a dozen Han soldiers around.

The people around him were indignant, Old Man Liu was honest on weekdays, and everyone was respectful to him, but he didn't expect to be directly kicked to death by this traitor.

"Fight with the Tartars!"

"That's right! Fight with the Tartars, enough of this kind of life, the big deal is death! ”

"Kill the Tartars!"

Just when this young and strong man was about to be captured, the surrounding people suddenly turned against him, picked up a hoe and a wooden stick and smashed it towards the Han army's foot soldiers.

The expressions of the three Qing soldiers leaning against the wall moved, and one of them was about to go back to call someone, but was stopped by a tall man.

The Qing soldier shook his head, seemingly paying no attention to the riots of these Liao people.

As soon as he turned his head, most of the more than a dozen Han army foot soldiers who were fighting with people had been knocked to the ground by the Liao people, and the one who shouted the most at first didn't even know where to throw his hat.

He ran back with a lot of pee, pointed at the Liao people and shouted: "Master Batu, this and this, these Diao people actually dare to rebel and riot, and they don't put you in the ...

"Get out of here!"

The Qing soldier, whom he called Batu, didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and slapped him hard, and suddenly a red handprint appeared on the face of the Han army's foot soldier.

But he still didn't dare to say anything, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, and covered his face and retreated to the back.

I saw that this Batu slowly pulled out the tiger's head broadsword, stepped forward step by step, every step seemed to be stepping on the chest of the Liao people, and one person actually forced back more than 20 people.

The other two Qing soldiers also drew their tiger head swords, their eyes full of contempt.

Na Qing Zhuang raised his hoe and shouted loudly:

"Folks, kill the Tartars, fight with the Tartars!!"