Signal flags fluttered in the distance. Xiong Xianghui grinned: "Everyone stepped back and covered their ears. Watch the old bear set off fireworks for everyone. ”

Everyone retreated according to their words, found a hidden place to hide, covered their ears with their hands, and looked at the Tusi Palace.

There was a sudden silence around them, and the noise of soldiers, dogs, and the noise of the natives all disappeared, and time and space froze.

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

Explosions continued to occur, and the walls of the palace turned into dust in the explosion, and the dust in the sky shrouded the entire palace.

When the dust cleared and the walls of the palace had collapsed, the houses in the palace were in full view, and there were panicked natives hiding everywhere.

Xiong Xianghui said proudly: "How is it?" Our old bear's housekeeping skills haven't been lost, right? If Boss Zhu can surround the capital one day, our old bear will dig a few tunnels and get a few 'fat piers', which can also collapse the walls of the capital. ”

Such a big rebellious remark, no one thinks it is inappropriate. In their hearts, sooner or later, their own Boss Zhu will replace the Boss Zhu in the capital.

Xiong Xianghui was born as a miner, and digging tunnels is his forte.

It coincided with Zhu Shunming's great attention to civil work. Xiong Xianghui, who has expertise in this area, therefore entered Zhu Shunming's eyes.

Tunnel operation, tunnel excavation, combination of tunnel and gunpowder...... These earthworks became compulsory techniques and tactics for the Changsha Guard Army and Marine Corps.

Xiong Xianghui played the most smoothly in this regard. This small-scale demolition of the palace wall was just a simple rehearsal for actual combat, and the big head was still to come.

A palace without the protection of a wall is like a woman who has stripped naked, as long as she is a man, she can go up.

In less than an hour, the palace was captured.

Mao Guixi, who was clamoring for a decisive battle with the Han people to the end, was found under the bed in his dormitory. He identified himself and begged for mercy, but was stabbed off by the uncaring soldiers. Who cares about the younger brother of a native toast?

Mrs. Liu, the Toast Lady, dressed up and committed suicide with a poisonous snake in front of the ancestors and totems of the Tusi.

Only the supple and young woman survived.

At all times, a young woman is a trophy of the victor.

"Clean up the battlefield and pull away everything you can. If you can't take it with you, don't destroy it. The boss said that the indigenous civilization is also a kind of civilization, and some relics should be left for future generations to hang onto. ”

After a wonderful siege battle and a large amount of money and materials were seized, Li Dingguo's cold face showed a smile, and he teased Zhu Shunming slightly.

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Cross Ridge is in the north of Fengfeng Town, and there is a native village of nearly 10,000 people. The owner of the village, Maku, did not have the idea of winning Guiyang, but just wanted to win more living space from the Han people.

At the end of June of the sixth year of Chongzhen, Maku felt that something was wrong.

Since the Turen rebelled one after another in the southwest, the attitude of the Han people towards the Turen became several extremes.

Ordinary Han people are reluctant to deal with the natives, unwilling to communicate with the natives, unwilling to sell things to the natives, and do not accept the natives' prey, herbs and other items.

Han officials treated the natives carefully, fearing that the natives would be dissatisfied with the rebellion and that they would not be able to protect their heads.

Some Han people who have suffered losses from the natives and have not been reasonably disposed of from the Han government are extremely hostile to the natives and are constantly looking for opportunities to take revenge on the natives.

At the end of June, Maku found that the villagers who had gone out of the village to hunt, collect medicine, buy grain and other supplies had not returned. In the past five days, more than 50 villagers have stepped out of the gate and have not been heard from again.

"Could it be that the Han people have come to seek revenge? Ordinary Han people have such courage? Aren't you afraid that the Han government will punish them for their crimes? Maku pondered.

If it weren't for the Han government's favor of the natives, the natives would not have become more and more arrogant. The more arrogant the natives, the deeper the contradictions with the Han people; No matter how much the Han government favors the natives, the natives will be more arrogant.

Such a vicious circle has made the ethnic contradictions in the southwest more and more intense, the local people are dissatisfied, and the Han people are even more dissatisfied.

Maku sent several teams of twenty or thirty young men to search for the missing villagers around the Cross Ridge, but only one of them returned.

The young man with short arrows stuck in his body looked very frightened, and muttered in his mouth: "Ghosts, there are ghosts, and black-faced ghosts emerge from the ground and trees to harvest the lives and souls of the natives...... The natives provoked the ghosts and gods......"

Until he lost his breath, this young man was always frightened, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't dare to close his eyes when he died.

Maku was horrified. He gathered the villagers, warned everyone not to go out, and sent a strong team of hundreds of people to Guiyang City for help.

Only when encountering danger and difficulties will the natives think of the good of the Han court.

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"Boss, there's prey again. This time the prey is quite large. Li Ke, a hundred households of the 3,000th household with his face painted with black and yellow ink and wearing a camouflage combat uniform, said softly.

With camouflage uniforms and covert training, these soldiers hide in the jungle like ghosts, and ordinary people can't even see them. Even the natives who have lived in the mountains and forests since childhood cannot find them.

They hid around the Cross Ridge, like ghosts, hunting the natives out of the village as prey.

Zhang Pan glanced at the elite team of hundreds of native people, and advised: "Piecemeal, don't attack." Repeat, let the enemy die without knowing how. ”

"Yes, let the enemy die without knowing how." Li Ke quietly left to open his net to catch his prey.

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Ma Xiwen was very disdainful, but he had to listen to the words of the owner of the village, Maku, and went to Guiyang with a letter asking for help.

"The more the owner of the village lives, the more timid he becomes, do the Han people still dare to fight the idea of our natives? It's nothing more than the revenge of a few desperate Han Chinese. Let our brothers go out, can we still kill these timid Han people? Ma Xiwen grumbled.

"That's it," Ma Xichang echoed, "The Han people are all cowards. However, the taste of Han women is really good. Last time, the Han woman was crying and making trouble, and in the end, she didn't obediently serve our brothers, ...... that taste" Ma Xichang laughed so lewdly.

Ma Xiwen showed an aftertaste and said: "It's a pity that the owner of the village won't let him bring it back to the village, otherwise it will ......."

"What sound?" Ma Xiwen heard a sound of breaking wind.

The two looked back and didn't notice anything unusual.

"It's okay, the jungle is the world of our natives. Do the Han people still dare to enter the forest? Ma Xichang said disdainfully.

The natives continued their march through the jungle.

Ma Xiwen became more and more frightened the more he went. The jungle became very silent, the sounds of insects and birds were gone, and the wind blew the leaves and became silent.

"Dick, something is wrong." Ma Xiwen said: "Why do I feel creepy? There's something strange about this forest. ”

Ma Xichang also felt frightened, as if there were fierce beasts peeping around.

Ma Xiwen gathered the team and began to count the number of people. After counting the number of people, Ma Xiwen's face turned pale.

Two hundred and eight people went out, and now only one hundred and eighty-six remain. Twenty-two men were silently devoured by this strange jungle.