Episode 170 The top secret of the Qing army

Prisoner of war camps are divided into small camps by barbed wire.

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As soon as Xiang Xiaoqiang, Zheng Yuxuan, and a group of Qing army officers who accompanied them appeared, under the high-pitched command, the Ming prisoners of war in the entire camp immediately put down their ongoing sports and entertainment, quickly gathered together, and stood in line in the open space in front of the barracks. Several Qing soldiers stood beside them, also standing straight.

Two or three people with cameras and one with a hand-cranked camera appeared. They were all looking around for the best angle, some aimed their cameras at Xiaoqiang, some at Zheng Yuxuan, and some at the prisoners of war. They are all members of the propaganda machine of the Northern Qing Dynasty, and today they are going to shoot "a touching scene of the Qing Dynasty's interpretation of the invading army of the Southern Ming Dynasty" and to shoot the precious footage of the high-level leaders of the Southern Ming Dynasty who came to "plead guilty" to the Qing Dynasty for domestic propaganda.

Zheng Yuxuan, as a relative of the Ming royal family, was already accustomed to seeing the camera, glanced at them, and ignored them directly. Although Xiang Xiaoqiang is also used to seeing the camera, he feels extremely awkward at the moment, thinking that his every move may be published in "Daqing Daily" the next day and become a "photo of apology", his heart is disgusting.

Xiang Xiaoqiang took a look, and there were about a hundred prisoners of war in this camp, almost a company of people. The prison uniforms were new, but they were all thin and quite dark. They stood up straight, not moving, looking at Zheng Yuxuan, their eyes were very excited, several of them pursed their mouths, their throats rolled, and even tears in their eyes.

What is performance, what is true feelings, Xiang Xiaoqiang believes that he can see it. The prisoners of war in front of him were excited from the bottom of his heart, and he was completely sure.

Xiang Xiaoqiang knows that most of these soldiers are much younger than himself, most of them are ten ** years old, and they have just graduated from high school and have served in the military. He was the face of the soldiers in front of him, who looked like he was several years older. Especially in his eyes, he looks old. Although they are not skinny, they are already very emaciated, their faces and hands are black and red, and there are many chapped cuts and scars on the back of their rough hands.

These young soldiers of the Ming Dynasty grew up in the humid climate of the south of the Yangtze River, but now they are on the arid Gobi Desert in Inner Mongolia

It was still January when they were captured, and it has been more than half a year since they were captured. What they endured in the prisoner of war camp during these six months, Xiang Xiaoqiang did not know. But looking at their tanned faces and hands, and the fact that they were not skinny, but were already very emaciated, I had a rough estimate in my heart.

…… Although it is called a "prisoner of war camp", it is also a labor camp. It is nothing more than the use of prisoners of war as labor for mining purposes. Since Emperor Guangwu said that "we have won the war, all the officers and soldiers have won the division, and there are no prisoners of war", these Ming prisoners of war have no hope of being exchanged back to the Ming Dynasty. The Northern Qing authorities began to unscrupulously send them to the Chifeng Copper Mine Labor Camp as hard laborers.

Forcing enemy prisoners of war to perform heavy physical labour was a grave violation of the Geneva Conventions. What's more, it was a "labor camp" like the Northern Qing Dynasty that was comparable to the Siberian labor camp?

However, Xiang Xiaoqiang is a little unsure, is this labor camp the kind of labor camp that is traditional in the Northern Qing Dynasty? After all, the prisoners of war he saw now, although thin, black, and emaciated, were still human after all, and they did not look like they had endured the most inhumane devastation. Or maybe you made a mistake? Is this really an ordinary prisoner of war camp, at most for prisoners of war to work in the mines? Or have they not been sent in for a long time, although they have been captured for more than half a year?

But the young prisoners of war looked at Zheng Yuxuan with much more affection than when they looked at Xiaoqiang. Xiang Xiaoqiang knows why. These soldiers were captured during the Battle of Nanjing in January, and Xiang Xiaoqiang's current fame, ten of which were established in the later stages of the Battle of Nanjing, and in the next half a year, a series of international events. Before the Battle of Nanjing, although Xiang Xiaoqiang was also a celebrity in Nanming, after all, he only relied on the experience of saving people in the Northern Qing Dynasty and the New Year's coup, and the photos were only in the newspapers two or three times, and some people knew and some people didn't. On the contrary, Zheng Yuxuan has been a popular member of the royal family for many years, especially young men, and almost no one does not recognize her photos.

I am accustomed to an environment with sufficient information, and I am very uncomfortable when I go to Beiqing, where information is closed, for a few days, and I feel out of breath. In front of me, these young people who grew up in Nanming's environment have been in this tin jar for more than half a year!

If he was Xiang Xiaoqiang himself, he couldn't guarantee that he would go crazy.

……

"Brothers......" Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't talk too much, but just said hoarsely and lowly, "You have suffered...... The county lord and I are here to pick you up, and you will be able to go home soon......"

The spotlights flashed a few times on both sides, and the Beiqing personnel carrying the camera changed their positions slightly, and continued to carry the machine expressionlessly, looking at them.

The prisoners looked at each other, and they all looked more excited, their throats rolling, but they did not dare to speak.

Nearly half of the prisoners of war stared at Zheng Yuxuan, but they were not lustful, but they looked a little puzzled.

Princess?

Zheng Yuxuan's mind turned quickly, and he understood their doubts at once, and said with a sad smile:

"That's me. Hehe, in January, I was still 'Miss Zheng', and now I'm the county lord...... You may not know that my grandfather first Yanping Wang has been ...... Passed away. ”

In this way, the prisoners of war understood. Such a casual sentence made everyone feel a sense of vicissitudes and a dream.

Zheng Yuxuan smiled again and introduced:

"Everyone's got to know you, huh? …… Hehe, you don't know, he is a hero in the defense of Nanjing, just a few hours after you were captured by the Eighth Banner and Sixth Division to the other side of the river, he led the People's Guard to destroy the Eighth Banner and Sixth Division, and also captured the division commander Ha Feng A ......"

There was another look of excitement among the prisoners of war. Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and waved his hand.

But several Beiqing officials and officers next to her looked extremely nervous, and several people coughed loudly and threw threatening glances at her.

But who is Zheng Yuxuan, glanced at them, ignored them directly, and smiled and said more and more energetically:

A few days later, Lord Xiang led his troops to kill him from the Yangtze River, surrounded Pukou, bombed the planes and bombed the tanks, and captured 150,000 Qing soldiers...... Brothers, we have won this war! ”

The prisoners of war were still silent, but many of them looked up, tears welled up in their eyes with excitement, and they bit their lips vigorously, tears rolling down their cheeks.

The accompanying Northern Qing officials were frightened, they looked at the surrounding Northern Qing soldiers also standing here, and the Qing army officers in the prisoner of war camp were also here, their ranks were not high, and the truth of the war was also blinded to them. The team of the Qing Dynasty can't stand such a few words!

"His Royal Highness, the County Lord!"

The highest-ranking official of the Northern Qing Dynasty here also couldn't care about it, and came over angrily, and directly reprimanded:

"Don't talk about it!"

Xiang Xiaoqiang was very thundered, he never expected that an official from the reception side of the Northern Qing Dynasty did not dare to advocate for anything to ask for instructions, but at this time he dared to "stand up" and try to block the mouth of the county lord of Mingfang.

He squinted, folded his arms, and stared coldly. If this guy dares to make a move on Zheng Yuxuan, Xiang Xiaoqiang doesn't care about 3721, and breaks the bridge of his nose first. Don't look at the machine guns and bayonets here, no one dares to touch the two of them. Even if he knocked this guy unconscious, he wouldn't dare to fight back. Their own identities are here, and the major political tasks of these officials are here, and they dare not fight back without asking for instructions from them.

Zheng Yuxuan turned his face, looked the official up and down arrogantly, and said with a faint smile:

"What are you?"

"You ......" The Northern Qing official was also nervous, but he still stubbornly said, "Don't say it!" ”

"Why?"

The officials of the Northern Qing Dynasty seem to have this sentence:

"You...... Stop it! ”

"How old are you?"

"Don't talk about it!"

"You're not qualified to speak across from the county lord. If you have something to say, the emperor will come up and tell me! ”

"You ......" the Northern Qing official gritted his teeth, his face turned pale, and he still insisted, "Don't say it!" ”

More than 100 prisoners of war of the Ming army, many of them couldn't help laughing at this moment and lowered their heads.

"This lord," Xiang Xiaoqiang asked with a smile, "Every sentence of what our county lord said is true, and the 150,000 Qing troops were captured by me myself, and now most of them have entered the Ming nationality." Tell me, is there anything wrong with speaking to our own brethren? Your lords and gentlemen, which nerve was pierced by these few truths? ”

"Because ......," the official gritted his teeth and stubbornly said, "it's confidential!" ”

Another Beiqing official was frightened, hurriedly came up, and scolded Xiang Xiaoqiang:

"General Xiang, what kind of secret is this, this is a rumor at all! You are here as guests, how can you open your mouth to spread rumors! …… Our emperor is benevolent and righteous, let your Nanming invading army go back, not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you take the opportunity to incite and disintegrate the morale of our Qing officers and soldiers......"

"Hah!" Zheng Yuxuan grabbed his words and smiled harshly, "It turns out that the morale of the Qing army is so fragile!" Two big truths can disintegrate? Ah, good, good, sir, write it down, the morale of the Northern Qing army is much weaker than we predicted, and a few words of truth can bring it down! It's so useful to our intelligence agencies. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled:

"Yes, Lord of the Counties, the last general has written it down. …… Hehe, speaking of secrets, this lord, you have also leaked such a high secret of your army. …… Hehe, I can't help you. ”

This Northern Qing officer turned pale for a moment, staring at them blankly, almost frightened out of his body.

All the military and political officials of the Northern Qing Dynasty present were dumbfounded, and after a while, one of the officers made a look, and immediately two more officers crowded forward, one left and one right, holding this unlucky official who had said the wrong thing, and quietly took him away.

Then the officer immediately changed his smiling face, and smiled at Xiaoqiang and Zheng Yuxuan with a smile:

"Hehehe...... His Royal Highness the County Lord, General Xiang, don't mind...... How could the two of you want to break the morale of our army? It's just a matter of saying a few words to make your brother happy...... These two jokes, where can we talk about what disintegration does not disintegrate morale, right? Hahaha...... Come, come, come, I will take you to visit the food and lodging ...... of your brothers."

Zheng Yuxuan and Xiang Xiaoqiang glanced at each other, and Xiao Nizi smiled proudly.

Xiang Xiaoqiang also looked at the officer, especially her epaulettes. …… Although it was not a small black dragonfly, Xiang Xiaoqiang still clearly smelled a sticky rod. This is an old rival.