"Well, there seem to be a lot of Ming civilians and soldiers in the prisoner of war camp...... These gang of waste firewood and soft eggs refused to fight to the death at the beginning, and as soon as their bones were weak, they abandoned their weapons and surrendered, but they were escorted here by Houjin, and they worked hard as cattle and horses all day long, and worked as slaves and free laborers...... Are you going to blow them up with them? ”

After turning around, Zhu Zilong found that in this city, the people who surrendered to the Ming Dynasty and captured them to Houjin were far superior to the local people of Houjin. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

That is to say, no matter what, as long as he throws the suitcase nuclear bomb down, he will definitely kill a large number of Ming people at the same time.

Through the night vision, Zhu Zilong found that it seemed that the post-gold foreman was working 24 hours a day, taking turns escorting the people of the Ming Dynasty and the soldiers to repair the palace and some construction sites.

I saw that the authentic Jiannu was riding a tall horse, walking in the middle with a lively spirit, surrounded by traitors with pigtails on their heads.

From time to time, they wielded leather whips and whipped the ragged Han slaves, forcing the Han slaves to carry wood and stones.

Zhu Zilong thought to himself on the plane that after Nuerha moved the capital to Shenyang in the fifth year of the Apocalypse, a large number of palace gardens, that is, the famous Shenyang Forbidden City, were built, and only a small part of them have been completed so far.

Obviously, this is Huang Taiji's will to succeed his father and continue to cultivate.

When he was young, Zhu Zilong noticed another aspect in the sky: "These slave camps ...... Seems to be very lax? There were no walls or trenches, no barbed wire, just a mess of shacks, and few Houjin soldiers patrolling...... Aren't they afraid of slaves escaping? ”

But as soon as these words came out, Zhu Zilong himself laughed again.

Because he thought of the reason, this is Shengjing, the capital of the Later Jin, separated from the Central Plains by thousands of mountains and rivers, how can it be so easy for a fugitive on the road alone?

It's really unnecessary to watch or not!

Even if the minions are allowed to run, how far can these frail and ragged slaves run? Not to mention the pursuit of the Houjin cavalry, how to solve the food on the road?

Don't forget, there are hundreds of miles of uninhabited primeval forests around here, and you can't find a place to rob or steal.

Even the native Houjin people may not be able to find much prey to feed their stomachs, let alone their Ming people and surrendered soldiers.

Cook cattle and horses for people, work hard, and have a bite to eat; If you escape recklessly, you are afraid that you will feed the hungry wolf in the blink of an eye. This is a misstep into a thousand years of hatred!

Indeed, the situation in front of him is exactly the same as Zhu Zilong thought.

A few more hours passed, and it was the middle of the night.

The Houjin soldiers in the city listened to the strange noise in the dark sky (the sound of armed planes) and became accustomed to it.

You can't blame them for being careless, the ancients hundreds of years ago, who knew what an airplane was?

Moreover, even when you can't see clearly, after you get used to hearing the sound, you can only pretend not to know.

In this wild settlement far from the center of the civilized world, there is obviously no lively nightlife. Moreover, the weather was not very good tonight, the stars and the moon were hidden behind the clouds, and there were scattered light snow in the sky, making everything around me look hazy!

The forests and wilderness in the distance were completely shrouded in the deepest darkness, leaving only vague outlines.

……

The biting cold wind howled into the cracks of the simple shacks, and some of the Ming people and captives who had changed shifts curled up in the dirty dirt pits in despair, quietly waiting for a new day to come.

In the prisoner of war camp, Li Degong, the former deputy chief soldier of the Ming Dynasty, felt that half of his body was frozen and cold, and the frostbite and wounds all over his body were aching.

It's really cold, I regret surrendering back then!

Li Degong looked into the deep night, but the thick snow covered everything in his field of vision, and also cut off the possibility of him fleeing alone. Of course, this is also the desperation of the vast majority of Ming soldiers who have become prisoners of war!

At this moment, Li Degong, like the vast majority of Ming prisoner of war soldiers, felt a deep sense of regret in his heart.

Alas, what a regret for not being at the beginning!

Even when he fought with Houjin Li at that time, he was hacked to death with a knife, which is better than the hardship of life and death now!

Thinking that they were nearly 10,000 Ming troops at that time, after the surrender of the Golden Queen. He was first imprisoned for a while, and then he was escorted north and transported back to Shengjing to be used as a slave and a free worker.

This way to the north, it is really a thousand mountains and rivers, nine deaths and one life. The captives lacked food and clothing all the way, and were often beaten by the guards, almost all the way to death.

By the time they arrived in Shengjing, half of them had died.

The old and infirm have long since been wiped out, and those with strong spirit of resistance have also died or fled, leaving only a group of obedient people whose will to resist has been completely destroyed and who have completely succumbed to the fate of slaves.

Many Ming prisoner of war soldiers like Li Degong struggled here for several months in a state of confusion. Felling, quarrying, laying foundations, and repairing palaces for Huang Taiji...... All kinds of work are many and dangerous, but the food can never fill the belly, which is worse than a dog.

Seeing the deaths of his former colleagues and friends, Li Degong's heart was filled with despair and fear.

In a daze, the outside of the shack lit up again. Is it almost dawn?

Li Degong, like many prisoners of war, struggled to get up and move his body outside, so as not to freeze and die of his limbs.

However, when they stood up, they saw something happen that made their pupils dilate for a while, completely incomprehensible.

What is that?

In the sky, it suddenly lit up, but it wasn't dawn. It's something that can fly (Zhu Zilong's armed plane, which turned on all the high-intensity electric light cannons), and suddenly it was as bright as the sun!

Then, there is no then.

The current picture is that Zhu Zilong, who temporarily changed his mind, suddenly decided to change the way of attack on the plane.

Suitcase nuclear bombs are timed anyway, and you can still use them whenever you want. Now, he wants to use these POWs as a help!

So, he decided to fix the helicopter gunship in mid-air, use the autopilot function, and fly around the city.

He took out a large amount of stockpiled munitions and fireworks from the Dragon Ball space and carried out a ground-washing attack. These Houjin soldiers in the dark night, disrupt and inflict heavy damage.

So, the next minute.

The prisoners of war who woke up and the post-gold people in the city were stunned by the lights of the planes that shone on the scene in front of them.

Zhu Zilong, who was holding a flamethrower in his right hand, kept summoning fireworks cannons and fireworks ammunition from the Dragon Ball space with his left hand, and ignited them in an instant. He shot directly in his left hand, or threw it directly into all parts of the city.

First of all, 100 "flying water pipes" whizzed across a distance of more than three kilometers and smashed into the place where Kim was guarded by Houjin in the prisoner of war camp.

This kind of fireworks, which are comparable to the general's cannonballs, blew up so that the gold guards couldn't dodge, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

When the plane automatically flew over a barracks in the Houjin City Pool, Zhu Zilong's large rocket firecracker bombs also began to wield.

Zhu Zilong on the plane did not spare any ammunition at all, and within ten minutes, nearly 1,000 lit rockets were launched. For a time, the "rocket storm" composed of modern gunpowder made the entire sky full of writhing black shadows and red flames.

The entire Houjin barracks below were completely shrouded in gray-white gunsmoke.

The deafening screaming made people's eardrums sour, and the pungent smell of gunpowder choked everyone's cough.

Although these civilian versions of rockets are basically useless in trying to accurately snipe at a single target, covering strikes have always been the strong point of rocket weapons. In addition, the inventory in the Dragon Ball space is neither too much nor too small, Zhu Zilong can play to his heart's content.

It's really gone, isn't there still a nuclear bomb? Hehe, hehe, hehe!

Accompanied by a dazzling firelight, more than a thousand powerful modern fireworks ammunition in disguise smashed into a Houjin official mansion.

Iron nails, steel balls, and lead wires, pre-strapped to the body of the projectile to enhance its lethality, splashed around in the dense crowd like wheat harvesting, knocking over patches of unlucky eggs.

For more than an hour, Zhu Zilong successively threw 20,000 or 30,000 rockets and fireworks and many fireworks bombs.

Houjin has no air force and no air defense, and in this generation, the gunship under Zhu Zilong's ass is invincible.

At this moment, in Shengjing City, the overwhelming rockets flew like raindrops, and countless orange-red tail flames that had been dragged out illuminated the tumbling smoke...... The sky was full of thunder flashing, and flesh and blood were flying everywhere, as if heavenly punishment had descended!

It is impossible for the general cannon of this era to have such a terrifying effect, and for a while, all the Houjin soldiers and people in the city were scared of farts x urine. There is no fighting spirit at all!

Countless Houjin people thought that this was the god of heaven who was angry and punished Houjin.

Before Zhu Zilong in the sky could engage them, the Houjin people fled in pieces, frightened and unpossessed, thinking that the gods were angry!

Under Zhu Zilong's intentional and focused care, most of the Houjin soldiers and Houjin people in Shengjing City were baptized by fireworks and ammunition.

All of them were covered with colors, and there was an unpleasant smell of burning, and even a considerable number of Houjin soldiers hung up on the spot.

- (To be continued.) )