Chapter 64: Liaodong and the voice of the Han people

Hetuara in the dark night, standing in the wind on the hill.

In the dark night, the Jurchens were still noisy and frolicking, drinking and having fun.

And the few Han slaves who had just been laid down on the city wall were left to fend for themselves in the firewood house of Allah.

Frozen into a stick in the cold wind, starving and lifeless.

At this moment, one by one was silent.

After a long time, the wooden door of the firewood room was softly pushed open, and a few carefully dodging figures walked in.

He carried tattered clothes, steaming tattered wooden basins, and black, hard wheatran nests hidden under his clothes.

In a foreign country, probably only these Han people with the same blood can help them.

The bloodline has become the most important spiritual force to maintain and help them survive.

The sound of the Jurchen nobles laughing loudly was faintly heard, but a few Hannu in the firewood room were carefully trying their best to rescue the Hannu who was lying on the ground silently.

After a long time.

A figure lying on the ground finally twitched.

Slowly open an eye, and then slowly fall asleep.

The dawn brings the hope of life and the light that takes away life.

Early in the morning, in the firewood room.

Three men lay on the ground in a state of exhaustion, while the two younger children closed their eyes and were silent.

Adults can endure it, but children are still taken away from the world by death after all.

"The dog will be ten years old in three days, it's all fate, and he didn't get through it."

"If you're dead, you'll be free, you don't have to suffer, what can you do if you come back to life, like me, your legs are frostbitten, and you have to give them to those dogs...... Dead work. ”

"Dog and his father, two and two of his father, you two look at the point, when my mother-in-law and child were hacked to death by dog offal, I also wanted to fight hard, what happened later? Everyone is not the same, if you have something to eat, you can live, nothing is bad, nothing is interesting, it is the same everywhere, whether there is a mother-in-law and a baby are the same, they are all for others to be pigs and dogs. ”

"The lives of two babies are exchanged for two cows, this is the truth of the Jurchen Tartars."

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Tielingwei.

A hundred miles of wilderness, a lonely city.

The cold wind passed, and the lights flickered.

Cold nights.

The defenders of the city were Han soldiers who defected to the Jurchens.

In the scorching cold wind, the Han soldiers retreated into the corner of the city wall, obviously sleepy and unable to open their eyes, but they did not dare to fall asleep in the cold wind.

"When is the day of the dog doing this?"

In the darkness, someone suddenly complained.

It's a pity that even though the people around him were at a loss in their eyes, no one answered.

"Hey!"

A long sigh was blown away by the wind in the dark night.

Silence is what these rootless lonely ghosts have done the most.

The night passed slowly.

Outside the city, a team was in the dark, circling the Tieling Guard.

But the defenders of the city were unnoticed.

The wilderness is dark, wolves howl in the night, and wild beasts are fiercer than men.

After closing the city gate at night, no one in the Tieling Guard will leave the city again, and even the Jurchen Tartars will not go out of the city easily.

The night continues, the dazedness continues, and the days have to go on.

Boring and long.

Then, suddenly, a noisy fighting sound came from inside the city, which woke up these drowsy Han soldiers.

The sound of fighting under the city gradually became clearer, and the distance became closer and closer.

So they looked up and down.

Under the city.

A sturdy figure carrying a woman on his back, under the siege of more than a dozen Jurchen soldiers, retreated towards the city gate step by step.

Just as the figure was about to approach the city gate, a group of Han soldiers suddenly ran down from the city, directly blocking the figure.

"Hu Yue, what do you want to do? Rebellion? One of them shouted loudly.

"Rebel Nima, Tang Dewang, you are really a good dog." The man covered in blood gasped and shouted and cursed.

"It seems that you don't want to live anymore, you have offended your masters, and today is your death."

"Don't talk nonsense, don't you just want to be courteous in front of your master, then come, dog minion,"

It is difficult for one person to reach the hands of many.

After a long time, the man's body lay on the ground with the woman.

There was no sound.

"Master, Hu Yue is dead." The general banner that led the fight knelt flatteringly on the ground.

"Chop up the corpses and feed them to the dogs, and the women lock them up and let the sons have fun."

"Yes."

The Jurchens left.

Leave the floor messy.

On the city wall, the Han soldiers became even more silent.

The confused ones were even more confused, and the rabbit and the fox were red-eyed sadly.

"Lord Zongqi, it's Brother Hu Yue and his mother-in-law." A soldier whispered, the voice was low, but it spread far away.

Hu Yue is a small flag under their general banner.

"I heard that Hu Yue's mother-in-law was ruined by Tartars a few days ago."

"Jia Er is not a thing, helping the Tartars kill their own people. Dog minion! ”

The Han soldier, who had shrunk back in the corner, began to whisper.

"This month, Hu Yue is already the fifth, and he is the only one who dares to rebel, but he also died the worst!"

"His mother, back then, we invested gold with Kong Youde, for the sake of glory and wealth, and we became traitors when we were forced to have no way. But these miscellaneous people don't treat us as human beings at all, they didn't have to worry about their wives and children in Daming before, but now they can't even keep their own wives, they really live a wretched life. ”

Such words are already full of hatred and anti-hatred.

If it had been before, there would have been someone scolding, but tonight everything around me has become silent.

The silent grievances and sorrow permeated the crowd, they are Han people, and they are also traitors, and they are traitors who are insulted by everyone but live as good as pigs and dogs, at this moment, many people are asking themselves, such a day and identity, what did they vomit for what did they fall to the ground?

The night is silent, and the answer is in your heart!

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Didn't come to Liaodong before.

In Tang Xidong's fantasy, Houjin, who was entrenched in Liaodong, was hiding in the land of projectiles.

The Jurchens are less than a million, how big can they be to occupy Liaodong?

But after crossing the Liao River and really standing on this land, Tang Xidong felt that Liaodong was far more extensive than Shanxi.

It's huge, but the population is really small.

Later Jin was limited to the factor that the population base was too small, after the occupation of Liaodong, basically born with a concentrated city, since the establishment of Nurhachi, the rule of the Han people is often scattered Han people, constantly driven to move to the big city, first Hetuala, then Liaoyang, and finally Shenyang as Shengjing, and then large-scale migration of people closer to the front line near Liaoyang to live near Shenyang.

Therefore, Liaodong is very large, but there is no big city for hundreds of miles, and there are no traces of people for dozens of miles.

The Jurchens did not farm, and most of the Han slaves they took in were also imprisoned in the vicinity of Ayutthaya for land hoarding.

When Huang Taiji succeeded to the throne, it was regarded as a favor to the Han people, and life was better, but in fact, the superficial form was difficult to change, and the Jurchens fundamentally oppressed the slaves of the Han people.

Han people are inferior to pigs and dogs.

When they were in Shanxi, the Jurchens treated the people like this, and it was difficult to change them when they arrived in Liaodong.

The second day of Mang Gurtai's eagerness to lead his troops to Shengjing and Shenyang was the time when Tang Xidong led the army through the Liao River.

It was also on this day that Tang Xidong decided to divide his troops.