Chapter 440: The Beginning

After the arrival of the winter moon.

The weather took a turn for the worse, and the bitter cold wind began to pour into the gate from the side walls, so that the people inside and outside the pass understood that winter had arrived.

The cold wind has been blowing in Jinzhou for a few days, and some of the heat obtained from the sun this year on the ground in Jinzhou has been blown clean, and there is nothing left, and a heavy snow is coming.

In the school field in Jinzhou City, the soldiers gathered into some circles, trying to make themselves feel better, this kind of windy ghost weather, the above actually lost their minds, and asked the school field soldiers, many soldiers gathered together, cursing.

"This ghost weather, still a soldier? Head, what's going on above? If we don't come out again, we will freeze to death, and look at the clothes we are wearing, or if they are single, and when the wind blows, even the little heat in our hearts will be blown away......" a soldier complained.

"With your virtue, can the wind blow away all the heat in your heart?" The Xiǎo team gathered together, and after the soldiers complained, the leading commander ridiculed.

"Head, I heard that a lot of big truckloads of things were transported to the south of the city last night, is there anything good that has arrived? Is it a reward or the legendary cotton garment? "A soldier began to dig into the roots, the emperor to each border army to send cotton clothes, has already been published in the newspaper, the Ming Dynasty thousands of miles of border passes, hundreds of thousands of soldiers, are looking forward to the arrival of cotton clothes, it is said that cotton clothes are definitely the implementation of goods, quite warm, between the emperor's reputation, many soldiers, are counting on this cotton clothes.

"Reward? What do you think? Now that this war has just ended, the Tartars have not returned home, or are they two words, do you want to be rewarded? Have you thought about it, the reward can be sent down a year ago, that's a great thing, and the reward, your head is clipped? The leading commander disdainfully lectured the unclear soldier.

"Then, head, it shouldn't be the cotton clothes that have arrived, right?" This soldier did not care about the ridicule of his superiors, and then inquired about the news, and the news of the officers was always more reliable than that of those of them who were soldiers.

"Well, if you want to talk about this cotton clothes, it's still a bit reliable, the Di newspaper has long said this, one for everyone, it is estimated that your set is indispensable, but it is not a cotton clothes." The leading commander thought about it, and then denied this possibility.

"Why? Head, it's winter, why don't you send cotton clothes here, aren't you playing with us again? The soldier asked unwillingly, I heard that there were a lot of carts of things in Nanmén last night, mysterious and mysterious, and tightly covered, quite similar to the legendary cotton clothes.

"How many people are there in Jinzhou? There is no long queue for the car to deliver cotton clothes, so how many big cars do you have to pull? Although there were many carts last night, they couldn't transport so many cotton clothes. The leading officer analyzed.

"So, head, what would that be? What is going to be transported in such a big truck? The other soldier asked tremblingly, stamping his feet as he asked, to warm himself up.

"Cough, it's hard to guess, maybe it's a part of the cotton clothes, maybe it's a batch of one at a time, and when all of them are shipped, let's send them uniformly." The leading commander was not sure what it was, so he had to guess the most reliable thing.

"That's right, xiǎo's also thinks so, if you want so many cotton clothes, it's really impossible to transport them all at once, it must be a little bit at a time, so as not to rob the Tartars, a few days ago, Lord Zu didn't lead a lot of soldiers out of the city, according to xiǎo's view, it's not to chase the Tartars at all, but to escort this batch of cotton clothes, head, think about it, if this batch of cotton clothes is robbed by the Tartars, I'm afraid that our Jinzhou City will collapse......" This soldier who can think a little bit connected a lot of news, and the matter will be rounded out.

"Yes, yes......"

"Yes, for sure......"

"Head, I guess that's right......"

The people in this Xiǎo circle all agreed with the words of this thinking soldier, and this was also nodded in agreement by the leading officer, because he really couldn't think of anything

In the noisy school field, their respective xiǎo messages are transmitted, both true and false, it is difficult to distinguish, perhaps it is because they have been used to this cold for a long time, and some shivering soldiers are no longer shivering, perhaps because the discussion is too enthusiastic, and they have forgotten the cold.

……

Yuan Chonghuan led a large number of big generals, officials, out of the governor Yamén, last night a large number of carriages suddenly entered Jinzhou City, bringing something, he was both shocked and frightened, and he felt that there were always some strange eyes looking at him behind him. ,

"Hmm, it's snowing......" Yuan Chonghuan walked out of the governor's office, the cold wind poured from the collar into his neck, cold through the bones, watching the sparse snow huā fall, involuntarily said, the melancholy in his heart is much better.

"Futai, it's snowing," an official on the side also said happily.

"My lord, this time, we are no longer afraid of the Tartars coming back." An official said in a warm tone and ecstatically. The other generals, Guan Zuo, also said happily.

"Yes, it's snowing......" Yuan Chonghuan's melancholy in his heart is much better, it's snowing, that is to say, the heavy snow will close the mountain, it is a foregone conclusion, that is to say, this battle can no longer be fought, if it encounters a bad year, the snow overnight can even bury people, so, when it snows, the Tartars will definitely retreat, basically no longer have to worry about winning or losing this year's war, Yuan Chonghuan, who has been worried about the Tartars taking the opportunity to attack him Jinzhou City, has completely relaxed in his heart, in many unsatisfactory news, this is undoubtedly a good news.

"Let's go to the school field...... Yuan Chonghuan shouted, slammed the horse's belly, and urged the war horse to run towards the school field. The big xiǎo general behind him, Guan Zuo, also rushed up, and on the street, because of the cold wind, there was no one in sight.

……

There was a rush of horses' hooves.

The mén of the school yard was quickly opened.

"Head, the grown-ups are coming." The soldiers who heard the movement immediately shouted, and the school field, which was originally hotly discussed, quickly quieted down and formed a team.

Amid the drums of war, in the wind, the soldiers had already formed their ranks, and in this large school field, there were a few people.

Yuan Chonghuan led the group and directly boarded the platform.

Yuan Chonghuan didn't say a word, nor did he make any movements, but kept standing there, the drums kept beating, and he could see that the soldiers below were inexplicable.

A xiǎo school rushed up to the general platform, saluted, and said, "My lord, Gonggong Qin, Zhang Baihu, they are almost there." ”

Looking at this xiǎo school opening his mouth, Yuan Chonghuan didn't hear what this xiǎo school said, but he didn't have to guess to know what was going on.

"Got it," Yuan Chonghuan said.

xiǎo was suspicious, but Lord Futai opened his mouth, and although he didn't really hear it in the earth-shattering drum, he still retreated.

"......" Yuan Chonghuan didn't speak, just put his hand up.

The drumming was gone.

The ears of the crowd were numb, and now, at last, they were relaxed.

The soldiers are curious, what is this Futai Lord going to do? Is this weather still a pawn? Could it be that you are really going to send cotton clothes? However, looking at the face of an adult, it doesn't seem to be a good thing.

Yuan Chonghuan didn't say anything, led the official Zuo, and walked towards Yuan Mén.

The wind has been blowing, and on the school ground, the clothes of the soldiers are flying, but the people are fixed there, and the solemn atmosphere permeates the entire school field.

The drums went out, and outside the mén there was the clanging of carriages.

One by one, the carriages entered the school grounds, and the carriages were tightly covered, and the things were piled high, and at a glance, a lot of things were transported.

The entry of the carriage caused a lot of sāo movement on the school ground, and in the eyes of many people, this is the cotton clothes. Otherwise, why is it so high and so tightly covered? Isn't it just afraid of rain and snow?

Yuan Chonghuan still didn't speak, but when he returned to the general stage, the leader had changed from one to two.

The carriages were parked in the school yard in turn, and the officers and soldiers in charge of guarding them, and the serious guardians of these carriages, made the soldiers in the school yard look at them in amazement.

Gonggong Qin was the messenger of this decree, and seeing that the soldiers on the school field had already gathered, he exchanged a few words of greeting with Yuan Chonghuan, and did not say much, this errand is not a good errand worth talking about, and he is ready to read the decree directly.

Coming to the incense case that had been prepared a long time ago, "Please Holy Decree" Gonggong Qin shouted.

Yuan Chonghuan led all the generals, and when the officials heard this, they knelt down on one knee and prepared to meet the holy decree.

The soldiers under the command heard the holy decree, and also knelt down on one knee, ready to receive the holy decree.

Seeing that everyone was kneeling, Gonggong Qin opened the holy decree and began to read it.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said: I remember that the land is not peaceful, the anti-chieftain Fu Shang slows down the strategy of Xun and the food, only the commander of the civil and military forces of Laier is loyal, and the Jingyi atmosphere is ashamed of the snow country during the period of Qi victory, and the bandit awards a generous salary He Li Chunzhong, and now the máo Wenlongti lone army is stationed in the lonely city,...... I hereby send the ministers to supervise the documents, the internal officials and supervisors, the internal supervisors, Qin Minzheng, the deputy admiral of the loyal and brave battalion, the Qin Office, the head of the nine sides...... Chin this. Father-in-law Qin read out the holy decree. ,

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live......" The holy decree has been read, Yuan Chonghuan thanked him, got up with all the officials, and the soldiers also got up.

The content of this holy decree surprised the soldiers present, this is not a gift of cotton clothes, let alone a reward, a salary of silver, but a transmission of the head of the nine sides. All the soldiers were shocked, there was no rumor before, and suddenly it was rumored that they were going to pass the first nine sides, which was really surprising.

After the holy decree was read, Gonggong Qin came to Yuan Chonghuan's side again, and said to Yuan Chonghuan: "Lord Yuan, but there is anything to say, if not, our family can start to pass on the head......" The Duke of Qin, who was in charge of passing the decree, was fair.

"Xiaguan has nothing to say, there is Lao Qin who is ...... bad" Yuan Chonghuan didn't have anything to say, and said politely to Gonggong Qin.

"Ho ho, Lord Yuan, you are Futai, and you can be regarded as a Qincha, there is no need to call the lower official, besides, this time the head of the nine sides is not our family, it can't be counted, it can't be counted......" Gonggong Qin said in a unique tone of eunuchs.

"Ben Fu understands, Ben Fu has nothing to say, it's annoying ...... father-in-law," Yuan Chonghuan arched his hand and said.

"Okay, then our family can start to pass on the head, this head is a hard job, the time has taken a long time, you have to be prepared......" Gonggong Qin glanced at Yuan Chonghuan and the officials present, and said.

"Father-in-law, please ......," Yuan Chonghuan said.

Gonggong Qin smiled, and turned to the people on the side and said, "Lord Máo, you can start passing on the head......"

The person who responded to the "obedience" made a fist salute, which was regarded as a promise. This máo adult, is the second máo, the same as many people in Dongjiang Town, with a máo surname, is a major special sè of Dongjiang Town, he was given a brocade by the emperor because of the battle of Zhenjiang Fort, because of the battle of Zhenjiang Fort, he is the "advanced representative" of killing the Tartars, so he is one of the "tour performances" and "tour lectures" of the first nine sides.

Ermáo came to the front of the general platform and shouted vigorously: "Chuan Shou ......" His voice was unusually strong, and with the bitter cold wind, it quickly poured into the ears of the soldiers.

A frightening scene happened.

Originally, many soldiers thought it was a large cart covered with cotton clothes, but after it was opened, it was actually a cart of human heads, a cart of rolling human heads, although it was already a winter moon, it was already snowing, and it was already very cold, but the head of this cart was lifted, and another thing that was colder than the cold wind quickly infiltrated into the school yard and into the bones of everyone. A foul smell quickly filled the school grounds.

The chill quickly made the people present tremble.

Some of the officers and soldiers in charge of guarding the carriages had a layer of cloth wrapped around their hands, while others wore gloves and quickly carried out the heads with a special instrument. Because the human head died not long ago, it is still lifelike, and you can tell who this person was from the face.

A large number of officers and soldiers have already raised a large number of people, forming a long line with heads, and this terrifying scene has made many people present frightened.

“…… Weng Adai ......, the Tartar is the blue banner of Melle Ezhen, was beheaded in the battle of Zhenjiang Fort in the first year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, and the ...... on the bank of the Great Worm River "Ermáo saw that the first human head had been mentioned to the edge of the general platform, so he shouted loudly and sang the name and surname of this human head.

This terrifying man had his eyes closed, and with a hideous expression on his face, it seemed that he would open his eyes at any moment if he had not been lifted up in the hands of an officer.

This officer and soldier carrying the head of Weng Adai began to walk through the ranks of these soldiers, one by one, and raised the heads to the level of these soldiers' eyes, so that these soldiers could see the faces of these heads.

"Nalt......,...... Meler was really ......, and he was slashed outside Zhenjiang Fort......" Ermáo sang the names of these heads expressionlessly, and these voices poured into the ears of everyone in the school yard as the snow huā danced from the sky. Many of these heads were cut off by his own hands, and he was very familiar with these heads, and after seeing them once, he could name almost every head.

Another officer and soldier carried a head, first went up to the general's platform, passed in front of those officials, and then got off the general's platform and began to carry his head, walking in front of those soldiers one by one.

On the stage, the generals are a little better, and some civilian officials, who have not experienced this kind of battle, have already vomited. Yuan Chonghuan didn't care about these things, but in the past two years, he had seen a lot of these things. ,

"Kyaw Lo Bai Mountain......,...... Niu Lu Ezhen ...... "One by one, the two máo kept taking the names of the heads lifted from the carriage to complete the task assigned by the emperor to pass on the head.

There are many people on the stage, on the stage, and there are many people who have no one on their faces, even if they are used to seeing the scenes of life and death, they will not feel good when they encounter so many dead heads like evil ghosts one after another.

Something that can vomit, basically vomited out. Many officials stood in the middle of the line with white faces.

Gradually, the roll call of the Tartar heads has been completed, and the rest are ordinary Tartars, and there is no need for the roll call. Because that's too much.

The situation of the soldiers was the same as that of the officials, and some of them had vomited terribly. However, without an order, I still had to stand there and watch.

......A miserable cry broke the terrifying silence of the schoolyard.

"Who's making a fuss?" A general reprimanded in a loud voice.

Everyone looked at the middle of the soldiers, and one of the soldiers shouted miserably, and he had already sat down on the ground, crying and crying, and the degree of misery was heartbreaking.

"Mother, you died so miserably...... God opened his eyes, God opened his eyes, he didn't let this wicked man die well, and now, his head is in front of his son, ah......, mother, your great revenge has to be avenged...... thank Your Majesty, thank Your Majesty for your grace, thank you for Your Majesty's grace...... Mother...... Mother ......" The soldier looked at the head in front of him, broke his heart, and cried out loudly without any scruples.

This cry made the soldiers under the stage move, and also made the officials on the stage move.

This cry of looking up to the sky also resonated with other soldiers. Many of the soldiers began to cry and shout.

“…… My daughter-in-law fù lak ......, you died so miserably...... my daughter-in-law fù lak, open your eyes and look at Ah ......, look at this brute, ...... they are all dead,...... All dead......"

"Daddy......"

The originally solemn and sparse school field has now become a place for crying spirits, and many soldiers have tears and snot, shouting loudly and crying loudly without scruples.

"What kind of system is this? What kind of system? Don't cry, don't cry......" A general roared, how could this be done in front of the Chin Cha?

Yuan Chonghuan frowned, looked at the crying soldiers under the general, didn't say anything, and didn't stop the loud roaring general.

Gonggong Qin looked at it, frowned, and said: "Lord Futai, the soldiers are crying because of the miserable things in their hearts, our family sees that some of them are crying mothers, some are crying fathers, and some are crying daughters-in-law, brothers, all of them, our family thinks that this is human nature, but there is no need to be too harsh, just let them cry......

The roaring general heard the words of the eunuch Gonggong Qin, so he stopped roaring, turned his head to look at Yuan Chonghuan, and Yuan Chonghuan said: "Just according to Gonggong Qin, let everyone cry, it's okay to cry, just the military heart is available." ”

So, no one stopped crying on the school field, the entire school field has completely become a place for crying spirits, the soldiers in Jinzhou City are similar to Dongjiang Town, there are not a few people who have a family feud and blood hatred with Dongyu, and there are not a few people who make Donglu ruined, and it is not a lie that there is a blood feud in every family, so that when you see the head of your own enemy, how can you bear it? With one person taking the lead, this scene is uncontrollable.

Ermáo looked at this solemnity, Xiao Kill's biography turned into a crying spirit, and he didn't say anything, now, he can't cry anymore, all the tears have long been gone.