"Don't kill me, don't kill me, this official is Qianzong, sitting in the camp Qianzong, you are a rebellion, and you want to punish the nine clans...... Don't kill me, my uncle is Wang Guerrilla, Han Xu, it's you, you are really a good thief...... Don't do it, don't do it, Han Xu, I guarantee that you will be the president of the thousand, and it is always a matter of my uncle's words......"

The outside room is still killing people, the smell of blood in the ancestral hall is permeating, screams are coming and going, and some people are crawling on the ground, all the time

Climbed to Wang Dayong's side, the person behind him caught up, and a shot was stabbed in the back, the tip of the gun broke a big blood hole in the back, and the blood spurted out, splashing Wang Dayong's face with blood, this person kept screaming in his mouth, begging Han Xu to spare his life, first said that he wanted to protect Han Xu as the general manager, and then simply said that Bao Han Xu went all the way to the garrison, guerrilla, and even the deputy general of the general, it is estimated that if he continues to protect it, Wang Dayong has to protect Han Xu to rebel.

This man was so useless and timid, his body was as soft as mud, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground, from beginning to end, this person and several guards around him did not think of forming a formation to protect themselves, but watched their companions being killed one by one, but they never had the idea and courage to resist.

The opponent is so useless, it is a good thing, but Han Xu only felt a burst of anger in his heart, if the people were afraid of death, it should be, but this person in front of him was not only a soldier, but also a professional officer who sat down to the head of Qian, such a performance, no wonder Liaozhen was defeated again and again.

"Mr. Wang Qian!" Han Xu shouted angrily, watching Wang Dayong sit up straight, Han Xu said: "There is nothing to say about this matter today, you trade with Dongyu for the big family, don't say that you died at my hands, even if this matter is exposed, the law of the country will not spare you, no matter how you say it, it is also a death, you will not give in and will not give in, you accept your fate, and go on the road with peace of mind." ”

When Han Xu spoke, the expression on Wang Dayong's face was always changing, from hope to panic, then to resentment, and finally despair, after Han Xu finished speaking, Wang Dayong's face showed a sad look, he didn't say anything, just sat up straight, lowered his head, and began to chant words in his mouth.

"Dog's day," Wei Junfeng stepped forward and said: "You fucking betrayed the Ming Dynasty, your father and colleagues have sold you, people like you are allowed to go to hell, what kind of face do you have to chant Buddha here." ”

Wei Junfeng's face showed a hideous look, he swept the waist knife in his hand, and said: "Can't be cheap this guy, Gao Zongqi, Yang Zongqi, I heard that this guy and the dead Wang Dali once felt sorry for you and us, I'll cut off his ears first, and then cut off his arms and legs, so that he will die in pieces, okay?" ”

This person's face was gloomy when he spoke, and his eyes showed a full cold color, although Wang Dayong was already able to suffer death calmly, he was still trembling again at this time.

"Qingyun." Han Xu called He Qingyun lightly, and He Qingyun, who was standing on the side, knew in his heart that he was holding a good Qi knife in his hand, or the good goods that he had pulled out from the Dusi Yamen in Liaoyang City last time, and he raised the Qi knife diagonally, the blade was outside, and with a gentle push of his elbow, the blade slashed through Wang Dayong's neck, easily cut off, and the head fell, Wang Dayong seemed to wink at He Qingyun a few times, and then his body fell down, and blood surged.

Han Xu didn't look at Wang Dayong's body, but turned to others and said slowly, "I'll kill someone." It should be in the battle formation, either the enemy dies or we die ourselves, and all means are used, including poisoning and poisoning and using poisonous smoke. Many sentry sentries have done this, and there is nothing to say about poisoning the enemy's well water, and poisoning the cattle and sheep in their pastures. Today's matter, after all, is not a battle on the battlefield, and killing people is also a last resort, but we don't kill these people, and the court can't spare them. If you torture and kill this Wang Dayong here, this thing will lose its flavor today, and we will slowly become bandits and villains, and killing people will not be the duty of a soldier, and the taste will change, you say, are people still individuals? ”

The tyrannical color in Wei Junfeng's eyes decreased slightly, he lowered his head and didn't make a sound, and the rest of the people just killed didn't feel anything, now they are in this killing field, all around are dead and bloody, and some seriously injured are still **, at this time, when he came back to his senses, even if he was a fierce man, his face was pale.

Han Xu knew that if he indulged in the killing of his subordinates, the combat effectiveness of this army would definitely go up to another level, and most of the so-called white-armored elite soldiers of Houjin were cultivated in this way on the battlefield and in the killing, the Eight Banners Army killed all the way from outside the pass to the inside of the pass, Tu Tieling, Kaiyuan, and later slaughtered Liaonan, Kuandian, Tuzhenjiang, and slaughtered all the way from the north to Jiangnan, Yangzhou and Jiangyin, and then to Jiading, the more people killed, the more tyrannical colors in the army, the more so-called elites, throughout the ages, many armies have used this way to train troops, Han Xu didn't plan to do this, where was the ceiling of the army cultivated by this method was clearly visible, and he didn't have the foundation and time to cultivate the army in Nurhachi's thirty years of uninterrupted war, he had to do better!

"Everyone kills those who are seriously injured, don't let them suffer in vain, and don't leave anything out......" Han Xu strode out, the coachmen at the door were actually a little innocent, and they could only be explained by their collusion with Dongyu, but seeing those honest people being killed, Han Xu had no pleasure in his heart.

"My lord, I've made a lot of money."

Gao Xiaosan has already taken the first step out to look at those vehicles, mules and horses and carts are actually a lot of wealth, but this cart and horse can't be rushed back, so people can only untie the mule and horse harness, let these big animals run away by themselves, Gao Xiaosan has seen them one by one, and he is already excited at this time.

"A total of sixteen cars, a small half car of gold, most of them are full color gold, and eight cents of gold and seven cents of gold, but not much, the silver is an official ingot, all of them are fifty taels of big ingots, loaded with seven cars, and there are some good goods, there are Lu silk, red yarn, black and blue thread, red velvet cotton, azure Luo, cotton silk, red Luo, red and green Luo, Huang Pingluo, Hangzhou yarn, yellow ripe silk, big red line Luo...... It's a good thing of value. ”

Gao Xiaosan's mouth was full of foam, and people were about to faint, this guy is really well-read and strong, as a hunter to recognize so many silk robes, it is really amazing. These things, are mainly goods from the south, from the south to the north, the logistics cost is extremely high, although the official banknote of the Ming Dynasty is not much, but all the way can not stand Haoqiang and the local government private tax card, all the way to the north, freight manpower plus the private card of the banknote, the cost is really not small, the cheapest yellow yarn also has to be more than two taels, the rest of the Lu silk in Beijing is three taels smaller, transported here must be more expensive, not less than four taels and one horse.

This kind of thing, in Liaoyang and Shenyang, only a few rich and noble families are willing to buy and wear it, and one or two things in ordinary middle-class families are considered good.

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