Chapter 154: The initiator, there is no aftermath
The Han people in Fuzhou had already been slaughtered by the Qing army, and their corpses had already decomposed, and the Qing army would not eat them no matter how hungry they were. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
They eat people who have just starved to death.
Since the Ming Dynasty, the defenders have repeatedly fed on the people in the city and the young and strong, and both the Ming and Qing dynasties have had them.
This was a crazy era, the darkest era in the history of the Han people, and in some ways even more terrible than the Wuhu Rebellion and the Mongol and Yuan invasions of that year.
Eating dead human flesh to survive was not the choice of the Qing army at the beginning.
In the beginning, they chose to break through. Even if they still have nowhere to go after breaking out, they don't want to live in a nightmare city.
The Qing army could not break out, and they could not break through the trenches built by a large number of manpower in the Taiping military service. In front of those strange watchtowers and bunkers, the Qing army was shot by the defenders inside one by one with firearms and bows and arrows. The cannons that fell from the sky took away not only flesh and blood, but also the last courage of the Qing army.
The front could not break out, and the Qing army thought of another way.
In the past, the besieging side would dig a trench into the city and fight it out at night. This time, the Qing army was digging tunnels underground by themselves and wanted to get out.
However, to the despair and curse of the Qing army, when they managed to dig the tunnel to the outside of the city, the dark tunnel mouth saw the light, but the water gushed up, so that those Qing soldiers who were desperate for survival were drowned alive.
The tunnels dug by the Qing army were not insignificant, but the trenches of the Taiping army were deeper than theirs, and they also attracted water from the river, turning the first few trenches into canals.
The Qing army finally gave up the struggle, and they resigned themselves to their fate.
The heart dies, but man lives. The physiological instinct and the coercion of the rumbling stomach and the hunger pang in the mind left the Qing army with no choice.
Whether it is the Manchu army, the Han army, or the green battalion, they have all become ogres.
Women and children, young and old, all went crazy.
The Manchurian families in the city are not inhumane. Some people do not want to eat their dead loved ones, and they choose to end their lives themselves.
When Kercheny returned home from the outtown, exhausted, he saw that his Amma and Eniang had been hanged from the eaves. He stood there, and suddenly rushed into the back room like madness, and was greeted by the scrawny corpse of his wife, Hesheri. Hesheri was flanked by a pair of Kircheni's sons and daughters, whom his mother strangled to death before she died.
"Nope! No! ”
Cockcheny was holding the bodies of his wife and daughter and screaming, he wanted to cry, but there was not a tear in his eyes.
Cockany stood up, unable to hold the bodies of his wife and children, and staggered toward the front hall. When he came to the corpses of Ama and Eniang, he stood for a long, long time. Behind him, there are portraits of the ancestors of the Wu Zara clan, which were specially painted by the Han Chinese painters of Amma of Kecheni more than ten years ago. Before that, there were portraits of the Han people hanging on this hall, the ancestral portraits of the owners of this house.
Kecheni was in a trance, and the bodies of Ama and Eniang hanging on the eaves looked like the owners of the house and his wife, and at that time, the couple dressed in Han clothes hung side by side in the air, shaking slightly.
"This is retribution!"
Ketcheney set a fire and burned himself and everything in the house, along with his loved ones, to ashes.
When smoke rose from the neighbor's Kecheni house, several members of the Niu Hulu family next door gathered around a large cauldron, and the smell of the pot was emanating.
The old woman in her sixties, Niu Hulu, sat calmly in her chair as before, looking at her son and Wei Lun (daughter-in-law), as well as her lovely grandson.
"E-niang, you eat."
The filial Almu served the meat to E-Niang, and his daughter-in-law, Kuyala, stood beside Emok (mother-in-law) as before. Niu Hulu's family rules are very big, Niu Hulu doesn't move chopsticks, and Kuyala, the daughter-in-law, doesn't dare to eat first.
Niu Hulu took the bowl, looked at his daughter-in-law with satisfaction, then blew lightly, took a sip of soup, and immediately felt very comfortable in his stomach. Seeing that her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson were all looking at her, Niu Hulu nodded: "You can eat too." ”
After his daughter-in-law and grandson were full, Niu Hulu took his grandson into his arms and stroked his head. The grandson in his arms was trembling because he had just eaten the flesh of his sister, who had been killed by his father who had been coerced by his wife (grandmother).
Perhaps feeling his grandson's trembling, Niu Hulu was a little unhappy, and his gaze became a little weird.
Alam and Kuyarun shuddered involuntarily.
Jueercha was a commander during his lifetime, so his house was the best in the city, and I heard that the owner of this mansion was a Shangshu of the original Ming Dynasty. During the Battle of Jinxia the year before last, Jueercha was killed in battle, and now the owner of the courtyard is his eldest son Fu Lan. It's just that for many days, the people in the city have never seen Fu Lan, nor have they seen anyone from his family come out. Until one day, Sattai brought people into his house, and there was no one living in this mansion.
Fu Lan's family of more than 30 people all died, some died on the bed, some lay on the ground, some sat on the wall, and some lay on the threshold. Some committed suicide, some starved to death, and the family died like this, silently.
Attey's tears flowed from his eyes, and he tearfully carried away several of the corpses, which were still fresh.
Dasu died, dying by suicide.
When he was drunk, he ordered his soldiers to kill him, because he couldn't stand the nightmare he was in.
Dasu may have been liberated, but those Qing troops who were still "tenacious" alive could not be liberated.
After more than three months of siege, no one in the Qing army in Fuzhou City was standing at their posts, and even the city gates were open.
The Qing army who are still alive may have the greatest wish now that the Taiping army outside the city can enter the city.
However, even if the city gate was opened, there was still no movement from the Taiping army outside.
I don't know who was the first to crawl out of the city, and then knelt in front of the trench and pleaded bitterly with the Taiping army opposite. Soon, more and more Manchurians crawled out of the city, kneeling or lying in front of the trenches, begging the Taiping to give them a bite to eat or let them go. In order to keep their children alive, some Manchurian women found wooden barrels and placed them in a ditch full of water, and then put the children on them. After seeing the wooden barrel hooked by the Taiping military hook on the opposite side, they "pounced" and jumped into the ditch, and were instantly submerged by the water.
"Please, give us a bite to eat, give us a bite to eat!"
"Let us go, as long as you let us go, I think Luo will be a cow and a horse for the Han people in the future!"
“.....”
Hundreds of scrawny Manchurians knelt in front of the trench, screaming desperately and kowtowing vigorously.
All this is heartbreaking to watch.
Zhou Shixiang was still silent.
His heart was already broken.
Who caused all this, the answer is obviously him Zhou Shixiang, but is all this really caused by him?
The initiator is by no means his Zhou Shixiang.
When the begging Han people knelt in front of the Qing army, did they soften their hearts?
If not, how can they expect to be soft-hearted?
Zhou Shixiang turned and left.
The initiator, there is no aftermath.