The herdsmen lost their last flock, just as the Han people lost their houses and land, and the Han people could wander and beg, but the herders did not even have this opportunity, they could either become horse thieves, or they could only sell themselves as slaves, or they would starve to death, and there was no other choice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Han people on the city wall saw the performance of the herdsmen, the fleeing Mongol cavalry, and of course the Han people and Han merchants who were killed in Banshengdi, and they realized that they did not treat them differently from Yusheng, and when they were killed, there was no mercy or hesitation.

"Grandpa Zhao," a young Han merchant who was less than twenty years old shouted to Zhao and Rong who were lying on the city wall in a daze, "Didn't you say that the Taiji would find a way?" ”

"Didn't you say that He Yusheng wouldn't really kill people?"

"We believe you, that's how you're leading us to our deaths?"

Zhao and Rong didn't dare to speak out, he still had expectations in his heart, the Mongols retreated again and again, they should be accumulating strength to prepare for the final counterattack, and the time may be coming.

"Those who descend will not die!"

After the slaughter like chopping melons and vegetables, finally many cavalry shouted forward, and ordered the men to kneel down and surrender in place, otherwise the killing would continue.

Almost no one hesitated, and everyone stopped in place when they heard the screams, and no one felt that they could escape the pursuit of these killing gods.

Both men, women and children were kneeling in place, they were trembling, the men who had just run wildly were panting desperately, they saw that the women and children were not killed, all the men were killed, so they were very afraid, but fortunately they finally escaped to the moment when they could be accepted as prisoners, and just a few minutes ago, there were still people screaming.

The horse's hooves soon appeared in front of people's eyes, everyone did not dare to look up, they heard the cavalry laughing, they were actually just chatting, some people were talking about the vegetables on the ground, planning to pull some away, and some people were discussing today's lunch, of course, there were many people talking about the war, the cavalry felt that this war was not challenging, in the south they also encountered some resolute resistance, and when they arrived in the north very close to Qingcheng, the resistance became weaker, which made the cavalry feel bored, In their words: it's over before you can move your muscles and bones.

Zhao Wen felt cold all over his body lying on the ground, his body was very thin, due to congenital deficiencies and having been studying literature, his body was not to say that compared with the Mongolians who ate beef, mutton and cheese, it was far inferior to the Han people in Banshengdi, whose life had been somewhat bearded.

Zhao Wen is the nephew of Zhao and Rong, the Zhao family is a famous merchant in Bansheng City, he has been learning writing and arithmetic since he was a child, preparing for the future to enter the Zhao family's business house, congenital deficiency and lack of exercise, his body is very thin, just lying on the ground with both hands doing supporting movements He can hardly bear it, his delicate and white hands are deeply inserted in the land of the vegetable field, this land seems to have just chased the fat a while ago, and the stench made him dizzy, he almost cried, However, the sound of the snorting of the war horses and the smell of sweat on the horses, as well as the sound of the cavalry talking, the sound of the armor, and the killing sound after accidentally discovering the people who did not surrender in hiding constantly reminded Zhao Wen that if he wanted to live, he must do what these soldiers told him, and he would lie on his stomach unless he passed out.

Zhao Wen's heart was full of resentment, he heard his uncle and grandfather talk about the ferocity and brutality of the Lancer Regiment, today's events just confirmed the previous impression, these Lancers were slaughtered first, and then announced that they accepted the surrender, in Zhao Wen's opinion, this is premeditated murder, but unfortunately here they represent order and law, even if there is dissatisfaction and hatred, they can only choose to forbear.

And Zhao Wen also resented his uncle and grandfather, before this, there were many people in the family who persuaded Zhao and Rong to leave, and even if Yusheng couldn't beat Qingcheng, the Mongols were also determined to attack it, and the Mongols who garrisoned Yusheng last year couldn't take it, not to mention that this year's strength with Yusheng was obviously stronger, even if he didn't want to rely on Yusheng, he could choose to return to Bansheng after the war...... Zhang Ziming, Fu Qingming and others did this last year, and of course the Zhao family can do the same.

Such a choice is of course the best choice, but unfortunately Zhao and Rong Tie are determined to follow the Mongols, and they have not received preferential treatment from Zhang Han at all, so the old man was angry and simply bet the entire family as a treasure.

The current result is that the descendants of the Zhao family pouted their buttocks and honestly lay on the ground, so tired that they trembled all over their bodies and did not dare to change their posture.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhao Wen heard someone say, "Let's go, take all the people away." ”

"Yes, Sergeant Major."

"Tie it tight." The "sergeant major" said in a joking tone: "Last time, I tied up and loosened the prisoners who ran away from the first team, and this time I ran away again, Lu Si, you can go to hard labor yourself." ”

"Fuck you."

The one named Lu Si scolded extremely rudely, and the sergeant major didn't care, laughing and riding away.

Then Zhao Wen heard the sound of someone jumping off the horse, the armor leaf of the iron armor rattled, and then a pair of black military boots appeared in front of him, Zhao Wen was so nervous that he almost didn't dare to breathe, and then he saw a rope dropped in front of him, and at one end of the rope was a ring that had been tied in a slipknot, Zhao Wen heard the soldier named Lu Si just now ordered: "Put your neck in." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Wen was startled, his whole body tightened, and he almost peed his pants.

"Hurry." Lu Si shouted: "In order to prevent you from escaping, everyone must be trapped!" ”

"Yes, yes, Master Jun, I'll do it."

As soon as I heard that it was to prevent escape, it was obviously not to kill, and Yusheng executed prisoners many times last year, and I heard that they all erected wooden frames and hung people alive with ropes, although this kind of death was not bloodied to death, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was hung alive in the air and suffocated to death, thinking about it was extremely painful, just now Zhao Wen thought he was going to hang himself, it really scared him half to death.

"You and the others are all Han Chinese, but it is your own choice to stay in this Mongolian territory." Lu Si asked the captives to put on the noose one by one, so that the women, children and the elderly did not have to, and the men all had to wear the noose, and he waited for everyone to put on the noose, and said loudly: "So I treat you as a Mongol, now you are regarded as prisoners of Heyusheng, women and children have to work in the trading house and some shops of Heyusheng Company, and the men have to do heavier work, and they will be released after one year, and then you can go wherever you go." If anyone dares to do a good job for the Northern Captives, or is disgruntled and incites trouble, or wants to escape, there is no other punishment, and they will all be put to death. When you work, you have your own foreman to restrain you, and it is none of our lancers' business, and you must think clearly for yourselves, and do not ask us to kill again...... In fact, you are already lucky, Master Zhang is kind-hearted, thinking that you have been deceived after all, or there is a last resort, so as long as the deadline is one year, it will be over, those northern captives, men have to work hard for three years, and women and children are also one year, which is much more tired than you. ”

Lu Si's tone was quite soft when he said the end, after all, there was still a group of Han people in front of him, which was completely different from the feud formed by hundreds of years of fighting each other in the north.

Zhao Wen had already put the rope around his neck, and at this time he had already heard that he was going to do hard labor to atone for his sins, and listened to Lu Si's last words, and sneered in his heart at the moment, and said in his heart: The cat cries rats, fake compassion.

He didn't dare to say this really when he was killed, so he could only say it silently in his heart.

At this time, people all stood up and saw that there were about a thousand captives around, and the Han people who stayed in Bansheng were not many originally, and there were thousands of people hiding in Bansheng City, and there may be some people who were prepared in advance and successfully hid, or hid in Qingcheng.

Of course, the Beilu is still very vicious to them, but they can't care about anything when they save their lives.

At this time, the cavalry had regrouped, Zhao Wen looked in the direction of Qingcheng, and it seemed that he did not see the Mongols sending troops, but the people on the Qingcheng side shouted horses neighing, and a lot of people must have gathered.

If he saw it, he would be even more disappointed, Xi Lingse and others gathered at least 60,000 Ding in Qingcheng, and there were thousands of people in armor, but all the northern captives quickly hid in the city, and now the city is full of people, and the Mongols are holding various bows and arrows in their hands, and they have also prepared some stones and wood, and it seems that they have made up their minds to defend the city.

"It's really funny." Of course, Lu Si saw it very clearly, there were also a lot of Beiyu cavalry around the majestic Qingcheng, running around the city, a group of thirty or fifty or one hundred and ten people, it seemed that they were running all over the mountains, if it was not for an army with strong self-confidence, just seeing the momentum of the Mongols would make them feel nervous, let alone fighting with them. But the lancers including Lu Si didn't pay any attention to it, those who looked like the huge northern cavalry were simply groups of waste, as long as the lancers received the military order, a brigade attack could drive them all away, these guys had no will to fight for a long time, if they had the determination to fight to the death, they could still cause losses to the lancer regiment, but now this appearance is almost useless.

The ropes around everyone's necks were gradually tightened, and the cavalry escorted away the weeping women and children, which they had been so adept lately that it took little effort to get things done.

Even so, everything was done from noon until close to dusk, and the noise on the Qingcheng side became more and more noisy, but everyone even felt that the northern captives really had no intention of fighting, just just shouting nonsense.

The men were roped, standing one by one, under their necks was the noose, although it was not tight, it would not make them unable to breathe or speak, but as long as the movement was a little bigger, it would be uncomfortable, and the more the slipknot was tied, the tighter it became, Zhao Wen and everyone gave up the idea of escaping, lined up honestly, and slowly left under the corner of a small number of cavalry.