Hearing Zhu Youcheng's vicious words, the old lady shuddered. She stood up and stepped back with heavy steps, completely devoid of the domineering posture she had just had.

The door quietly closed behind her, closing her decadent back, which was probably the last back of Mrs. An left in the world. Alas, if you knew today, why bother in the first place.

After a few moments, there was a cry in the door, then an uproar, and then the sound slowly fell silent.

King Xin asked, "Brother Cheng, I'm so glad you agreed to the old lady's request." I thought you were hard-hearted enough to refuse the poor old lady's request. ”

Zhu Youcheng turned around and patted King Xin's shoulder, and said, "I can't help it, although our Jinyi guards are brave, but if they want to slaughter unarmed enemies, I'm afraid they won't be able to do it." Let the An family kill themselves, or there may be injustice to the people who died in Guizhou, but at least it can be regarded as helping them avenge a little blood and revenge, but it is not so happy. Ah Jian, my brother wants to criticize you, and you must not have the kindness of a woman to the enemy. You must know that sympathy for the enemy is a crime against the people. ”

King Shin couldn't help but blush a little when he thought of the remains of the people who had been killed by the rebels along the way, how could he sympathize with the An family who had made this murder along the way?

King Xin corrected his mistake when he knew it, and immediately said: "I asked people to keep an eye on the surroundings of Anfu, and never let the An family take advantage of the chaos to escape." ”

As he spoke, King Shin went to inspect the Jinyi guards guarding the surroundings of Anfu ↗, and encouraged them to be careful and not to release even a single fly. Then he walked up to the soldiers who were monitoring the movement underneath Anfu and told them to make sure that no one escaped.

Zhu Youcheng didn't care about appeasing King Xin's embarrassment, and ordered people to bring out the more than 4,000 death row prisoners, and set up a killing array at the gate of Anfu, and executed the death row prisoners one by one.

The cries of the death row inmates shook the sky. When they kill the people, the cry of the people does not melt their hearts, but what is the use of the cry when they are stabbed?

Hearing Zhentian's cry, the village in the west was even more silent, and even the occasional baby's cry could not be heard.

Execution of death row inmates. Almost an hour passed, and Zhu Youcheng asked two soldiers to push the door of Anfu.

The door was locked, and Zhu Youcheng asked people to knock the door open.

The door had already been deformed, and after three or five hits with a wooden stake, the gate fell to the ground.

Entering the Anfu, there was a dead silence all around, and all the rooms were horizontal, and there were all kinds of corpses upside down, and they had killed themselves with knives. Those who committed suicide with scissors, those who committed suicide by hanging beams, and more died by poisoning.

Zhu Youcheng turned around, and there was no living person in Anfu, not even a living creature - the An family was very conscious, and took poultry and livestock to the Western Elysium together.

Mrs. Ann sat in the main hall, and around sat thirty or forty richly dressed men and women—presumably her direct children. Their faces were pale, except for the dried blood stains on the corners of their mouths. I think he committed suicide by taking poison.

Zhu Youcheng pondered for a moment and said, "The official has promised to restrain and bury the old and young of the An family. Since it has been promised. You can't help but do it. Come on, find a place next to An's house, dig a big hole, and throw all the An's family members into it. In addition, let the blacksmith we brought hurry up and make a stove and melt down all the iron tools that An Jia could find. Beaten into an iron plate, the official is useful. ”

When everyone heard this, they were stunned. Jin Yiwei originally looted the spoils of war, except for weapons and armor, other iron products were not wanted. Because the Ming Dynasty is rich in products, iron tools are very cheap. Now that Lord Zhu suddenly wants to collect iron tools and melt them into iron plates, what does he want to do?

Although he didn't understand, the top and bottom of the brocade guard still acted according to the order.

The soldiers found a piece of dry soil near An's house, dug a large pit, and put the corpses of An's family into the pit one by one.

Zhu Youcheng walked under a big tree.

He's from a modern age, and he doesn't really see those cruel images, and if he can, he prefers to drink tea, sing songs, and take three or five beautiful women on the boat—well, a little less, bring ten beautiful women.

It's a pity that his ideals can't be realized for the time being, and Daming's kindness is not exchanged for gratitude and applause, but naked betrayal.

When Jiannu was expelled from the Korean Peninsula by the Koreans, homeless, the Ming lent Jianzhou to them to live temporarily, but how did they repay the Ming? Two million soldiers and civilians in Liaodong were slaughtered by them. Daming let the An family stay in the southwest forever, hereditary replacement, but how did the An family repay Daming? An Jia led the rebels to besiege Guiyang, and only 20,000 of the 400,000 soldiers and civilians survived.

Since Daming's benevolence was not reciprocated, Zhu Youcheng took the sword of revenge for Daming, and let the world see that Daming not only had good wine to entertain friends, but also had firearms to deal with enemies.

For this reason, Zhu Youcheng did not hesitate to let the blood of the enemy stain his hands that were accustomed to holding brushes, and let the screams of the enemy torture his ears that were accustomed to hearing the sound of silk and bamboo.

Despite this, Zhu Youcheng's mood was still very complicated, with both the joy of avenging the people of Guizhou and the depression of indiscriminately killing the enemy.

Standing under the tree, he couldn't help but sing the majestic military song "Our Team to the Sun" loudly in later generations, and used his singing voice to relieve the melancholy in his heart.

"Onward! Forward! Forward! Our team is facing the sun, stepping on the land of the motherland, carrying the hope of the nation, and we are an invincible force. We are the sons of the people, we are the armed forces of the Ming Dynasty, never fearless, never give in, fight bravely, swear to wipe out a qiē enemy, and the banner of the Jinyi Guard is flying high. Listen! The wind is howling, and the trumpets are sounding, and the battle songs are loud......"

The soldiers of the Jinyi Guard were excited, and this song sang their hearts and aspirations, and many people couldn't help but sing along.

I can't help but say that Jinyiwei's learning skills are very strong, Zhu Youcheng only sang once, and someone actually learned Jinyiwei, one person sang, then hundreds of people sang, thousands of people sang, and finally gathered into a chorus of 10,000 people.

Jin Yiwei's singing resounded through the world, diluting the killing atmosphere of the killing field, and also taking away the melancholy in Zhu Youcheng's heart: With such a heroic and fearless soldier, are you still afraid of any powerful enemy?

As soon as Zhu Youcheng wanted to walk out of the shade of the tree, he heard someone on the tree make a coquettish voice: "Traitor, look at the sword." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure jumped down from the tree and stabbed at him with his sword.

Zhu Youcheng was wearing a python robe, of course, he would not carry an eight-sided bright silver hammer, let alone a plum blossom bright silver spear, but fortunately, there was an embroidered spring knife in the standard equipment of Jinyiwei, which he carried with him, and drew the knife in his busy schedule.

"When", sparks are everywhere.

Although this embroidered spring knife was not specially made by the emperor, it was also made by Master Li Datie, a famous craftsman in Jingxi Huangzhuang, and it was extremely sharp. The swords intersected, and the embroidered spring knife actually suffered a small loss, and a gap collapsed.

Zhu Youcheng never was happy or worried because of the gains and losses of foreign objects, and the gap in the knife could not shake his fighting spirit. But this gap reminded him that the opponent's blade was a divine blade. If you cut it directly, the destruction of the embroidered spring knife is a trivial matter, and if you hurt yourself, it will capsize in the gutter and be laughed to death by others.

When the other party saw Zhu Youcheng blocking this sword, his move changed, and the tip of the sword reached forward, cutting his choked throat.

Zhu Youcheng's knife held the opponent's sword, and if he pushed the knife up at this time, the tip of the sword would not be able to cut the throat, but it would cut the chin open, and it would be troublesome to drink porridge in the future.

Zhu Youcheng bent over, his lower body did not move, his upper body fell backwards like a soft willow branch, and his right foot kicked upward, directly kicking the opponent's elbow.

The other party let out an exclamation, and it turned out to be a woman.

With the help of the other party's dodge, Zhu Youcheng straightened his waist and stood up again.

The guards woke up from a dream at this time and hurried forward to help.

Zhu Youcheng glared at them and said, "What did you do earlier, but now you are pretending to be positive." But this remnant of the An family can't hurt me, see how I fix him. ”

The woman had a pair of big black and bright eyes, and at the moment she had a mist in her eyes, and said, "People are not the An family." ”

"Then you still help Da Ming's rebellion? Aren't you afraid of the sanctions of the "Da Ming Law"? ”

"If the road is uneven, someone will step on it, and if it is uneven, someone will take care of it. The surname is Zhu, you have done a lot of evil, today your death is here, look at the sword! ”

As she spoke, the woman struck with another sword. (To be continued......)

ps: (It's too busy, the author promises, starting today, grasp the time and update on time.) )