Fanning the wind and roaring, the Qing army that pressed over layer upon layer made Bolev suddenly breathless, for his own life, but also for the lives of all young children, plus his understanding of the Qing Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty, which had always been afraid of the great powers, categorically would not ask for the lives of itself and its soldiers.

It's better to die than to live. It's a big deal that after returning to China in the future, he will shirk all these responsibilities to Outer Mongolia and be his own high-ranking official.

Throwing the saber in his hand on the ground counts as a signal. When the adjutant general saw this, he immediately raised a white flag.

It's white enough, and I don't know if the Russians are very accustomed to surrendering, so they actually brought a huge white sheet.

Play. The flagpole carrying the flag of the Tushetu Khan army was suddenly torn apart and replaced with a white sheet that people couldn't help but step on.

The white sheets suddenly fluttered in the wind, so they were not eye-catching.

"If you are beaten, don't it. They surrendered. "See huge white sheets. Liu Jun roared excitedly on his horse.

The battlefield, which had been noisy for nearly two hours, suddenly became miserable, with Yin Hong's bloodstains everywhere, dead war horses, and corpses trampled into mud.

In the camp of the Qing army, Liu Jun finally saw this Dong Fuxiang. It's not short, it's majestic, and it looks quite gentle.

After the salute, the two sides sat down.

Dong Fuxiang had already discovered on the battlefield that these people were definitely not Outer Mongolians, but Russians. It's just that he's not sure. I could only tentatively ask Liu Jun, who was sitting in front of him.

Old thing, asked knowingly, Liu Jun muttered in his heart, and then smiled: "Since Old Man Dong already knows, then what else to say, they are indeed not Outer Mongolians, they are Russians." ”

Dong Fuxiang gasped, no wonder he ran into a wall here one after another, it turned out to be the Russian army. Refers to the Russian army. Dong Fuxiang suddenly frowned.

The imperial court had already suffered from a rather frightening phobia. Anyone who mentions foreigners is afraid, let alone Russians. Now that he has so many captives in his hands, if he really kills them, when the foreigners blame him, who will bear it.

The hesitation in his heart made Liu Jun, who was sitting on the side, suddenly know Dong Fuxiang's difficulties.

Dong Fuxiang was an official of the imperial court. Lao Tzu is not. Putting down the teacup slightly: "Does Elder Dong have difficulties with these captives?" ”

couldn't deny it, Dong Fuxiang nodded helplessly.

That's what he wanted, Liu Jun laughed: "It's simple, let me do it." ”

Brush, the door came suddenly. Zhong Lin came to Liu Jun's side: "Head, it has been counted, a total of six thousand four hundred and fifty-two people." ”

Before the end of the battle, Liu Jun asked Zhong Lin to hurry up and let people tie up these prisoners with ropes, not because he was afraid of escaping, but because it was more convenient for him to be executed later.

Liu Jun never thought of letting these people go back alive when he got the intervention of the Russian army in Outer Mongolia. He gave Russia a beating, don't always worry about the territory of Lao Tzu's Great Qing Kingdom, if you dare to come, I will dare to kill. And kill them all, kill them all for no reason.

"Cheng, the old rule, hurry up and release two hundred captives, and then hurry up and dig a pit. , remember to be big, deep, otherwise it won't fit. ”

"Don't worry, head, I've been digging for a long time, and now I've dug three." Zhong Lin showed a sly look.

Well, this is good, Liu Jun nodded with satisfaction.

Dong Fuxiang next to him has not understood the proof until now. Liu Jun looked at Dong Fuxiang's puzzled eyes and smiled slightly: "Dong Lao, let's go, how about accompanying me to watch the play?" ”

Dong Fuxiang, who was trying to figure out where he disagreed, stood up and went out with Liu Jun. Riding on a fast horse and running a distance to the original battlefield, Dong Fuxiang immediately saw that his soldiers were surrounding the prisoners with the Liaodong Army, not to mention, he saw that there were at least three or four pits five meters wide and more than ten meters long, and more than three meters deep around.

Moreover, not far away, there are hundreds of Russian troops under the command of the bayonets of the Liaodong Army, quickly waving the hoes and shovels in their hands and digging quickly.

"Is this going to be?" Dong Fuxiang raised his horsewhip in confusion. looked at Liu Jun beside him.

"Nothing, dig a grave for them."

What? Dong Fuxiang's eyes widened suddenly, he didn't believe that these more than 6,000 people, this person in front of him would kill him if he said he would kill them.

"Lao Tzu is a civilized man." Liu Jun, who always claims to be a civilized person, added.

On the spot of petrification, Dong Fuxiang suddenly felt a little blushing, he had killed a thousand people, even if he was angry, he didn't expect that this person who was several years younger than himself killed thousands of people and actually had the face to say that he was a civilized person.

"Marshal, the commander of the Russian army wants to see you?" Zhang Qing rode over on horseback.

The commander of the Russian army, Liu Jun frowned and nodded, he really wanted to hear what this person had to say?

Boleway was quickly taken along. Liu Jun probably listened to it, and it was nothing more than saying that the Great Qing Kingdom was a civilized country, and he wanted to guarantee his own life and the lives of his soldiers and let them go home or something. He also said that Russia and the Great Qing Dynasty are neighbors and should be friendly.

Liu Jun was suddenly furious, now he knew that he was going home, and now he knew that the two countries were neighbors, what did he do earlier.

Another point, Bolevé is talking about the Great Qing Kingdom, Lao Tzu is not from the Great Qing Kingdom, and he can't control me, let you go back, don't take your corpses back, how can I beat Russia.

"Boleve. Lao Tzu told you, since you are here, don't think about going back, you see, I have found a home for you, it's good, you see this beautiful mountain and clear water. After Liu Jun finished speaking, he pointed to the big pits.

Brush, Bollev is the pig's head, and knows what it means. This means that all the soldiers will be killed.

"No, you can't do this, you're not afraid of your emperor's blame, you're not afraid of angering our tsar." Breve began to shout.

"Fuck your uncle. Who said you were Russians, look at the clothes you are wearing in the Tushetu Khan. Lao Tzu killed the rebels, not the Russians. And Lao Tzu is not the Qing Dynasty. He is righteous, but I am not. ”

"Gagged Lao Tzu, dragged it down, and let him watch his soldiers die." Seeing where Borlev was still shouting, Liu Jun waved his hand impatiently.

Half an hour later, the last few pits had been dug in full. Zhong Lin came over to report the situation, and Liu Jun, who had no time to wait, waved his hand casually. It is a sentence for the fate of these people.

Without mercy, the Liaodong Army had already hated Tsarist Russia to the bone under Liu Jun's vigorous propaganda. Groups of Russian troops, under the coercion of bayonets, were pushed into the pit.

There are more than a dozen large pits, and the Russian troops tied up by ropes cannot get out when they go in.

I can only shout and struggle desperately, but to no avail. Dong Fuxiang, who was trembling on the side, saw that the Liaodong Army actually took out something not small iron from his waist, pulled the lead and threw it into the pit.

What the hell, what's going on, it's still smoking, booming, booming, booming. The huge explosion immediately told Dong Fuxiang and Tushetu Khan, who was staying by Liu Jun's side, what is this, this is a bomb.

The explosion continued, and the crater was filled with screams of despair. That kind of scream, which makes people listen to the screams that make people chill all over. Hopeless, without any chance of survival.

Tushetu Khan's face suddenly glanced at Liu Jun, who did not change his face, and looked at his soldiers around him. He found that his soldiers, like the rest of the Qing army, turned pale and pale. This is really terrifying, more than 6,000 people, not a single one is left, all of them are dealt with.

He was so lucky, he didn't choose to go against Liu Jun, if he did, Tushetu Khan didn't dare to think about it, he promised that if he went against Liu Jun, then it would not be the Russians who would be killed now, but himself.

The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood was strong, and some soldiers of the Qing army and Tushetu Khan could not stand this frightened scene, and began to throw down their weapons and vomit.

Damn it. It is not worth pity, looking at the screams that have gradually disappeared, Liu Jun snorted coldly and turned the horse's head.

Night has fallen. Around the huge pit, there was minced intestines that had been blown up. Broken arm and leg. Dense. How disgusting and disgusting it is.

The rest is much easier. The massacre did not let the Qing army intervene, and this buried matter was the matter of the Qing army.

Liu Jun was thoughtful and didn't leave Dong Fuxiang with any handle in the imperial court. Let him do some logistics and bury the body.