"Master, open the door, and the slave is here."

"Master, the slave will never touch the master's stitch and thread."

"Master, you don't open the door? Are you doing something unreasonable? ”

"Master...... We pushed the door......"

In the night, there was a knock on the doors, and then a group of bald heads like wolves rushed in. The snow-white sword light, the hideous smiling faces, the cries of the noblewomen, and the wails of the masters resounded throughout the night.

"Madam, the slave honors you......"

"Miss, isn't the slave rude?"

"Huh? This is a person......"

"Don't move, you are not allowed to move this mother and daughter."

The rain was pouring down, and the whole sky was gloomy.

The low is scary, like the sky is about to fall.

Zhao Xiaolong stood under the eaves of the Admiral's Mansion with his hands behind his back, raising his head to look at the dark sky. The pouring rain was pouring and rattling, and the ground seemed to shake.

His subordinates looked a little worried, the weather was too abnormal, and they were a little uneasy.

"This is God's cry of joy, how many years, we have finally taken revenge."

Zhao Xiaolong said softly, not knowing whether to comfort his subordinates or himself.

The ancients were superstitious, and so was Zhao Xiaolong. More or less, I am a little superstitious about ghosts and gods, and I am somewhat in awe.

Coupled with the countless killings today, the corpses are really piled up. Even at night, they screamed and did countless evils.

These, although Zhao Xiaolong did not do it himself, could also be counted in his hands. After all, it was he who personally planned, ordered, and even forced those people to kill.

Sin, if it exists, I'm afraid that Zhao Xiaolong has already been deeply sinned, and he will go to the eighteenth layer of hell.

"Remember, the city defense must be checked, and in the past three days, let's vent to those people. After three days, if you don't listen to orders, then kill. ”

Zhao Xiaolong finally ordered, then turned around and walked into the room, falling asleep under the protection of his men.

He has more things to do tomorrow, and the outer city to clean up.

He will sleep peacefully, but he will not regret it.

The massacre of the past, like a reincarnation, will happen again eventually. The difference is that the object has changed.

If there is justice in this world, then this is justice.

If there is reincarnation in this world, then this is reincarnation.

Zhao Xiaolong never thought of convincing people with virtue, he was not Huang Feihong.

How to repay virtue with virtue?

Even if he has been read, Zhao Xiaolong knows that there are some sins that must be washed away.

If the catharsis of these sins needs a carrier, then Bruce Zhao hopes to become such a carrier.

Therefore, he didn't bring Huang Feihong here.

Three days is a long time, and a short time. He had to stabilize in three days, or something would happen after a long time.

That night, the screams rang out until dawn.

As the next morning approached, the screams rang out again.

This time, it was the voices of the soldiers. was killed by the woman who woke up next to him in various ways.

For these people, Zhao Xiaolong will not save them, nor will he care.

He is not afraid of robbery and indiscriminate killing, but he is afraid that he will not know how to advance or retreat.

Those soldiers who had a busy night and remembered to return to the barracks in the early hours of the morning were the soldiers he needed.

As for the dead, there is no use anymore.

The next day, bald heads of all sizes gathered in front of the Admiral's Palace, and after a night of madness, the blood receded, and all they were left with was calm and restless.

killed the master of the Eight Banners, and the slave became the master's woman......

It's simply ......

It's so cool!!

All the bald heads are all big and small leaders in the army, with a trace of fear and a hint of darkness in their eyes.

It's just that they don't know how long they can be cool, so they gathered in front of the Admiral's Mansion so early to see what Zhao Xiaolong said.

They were also at a loss, yesterday, they were threatened by Zhao Xiaolong with a few words, and then a few guns. When they saw that there were really people slaughtering the Tartars, they rushed up one by one and killed them......

Kill the first one, and there's no going back.

Now that I think about it, a group of people all look weird.

"Very good, I'm glad you guys came so early. I finally don't have to kill you, I'm going to change people! ”

Zhao Xiaolong's first sentence made a group of bald heads scold secretly, and at the same time afraid.

Your uncle is all bald, why are you so ruthless?

Because you were bright earlier than the old men?

Zhao Xiaolong didn't know what this group of bald heads thought at all, and when he saw that no one had braids, he nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, braids are humiliation, restraint, and our collar." Cut off your braids, and you are real men, no longer slaves. ”

"Look at last night, you became bald, are you stronger."

When everyone heard this, they straightened their chests and backs, and thought about it.

If you sleep with all the women of your master, can you not be stronger?

Moreover, it used to be once for several days, and it was only a few hits at a time. Last night, it was several times a night, and each time it was half a day.

Sure enough, it's getting stronger!

"I, Zhao Xiaolong, are my words, everything I grabbed yesterday is yours, and the people I killed are not guilty. But from today onwards, you will be a regular army, a righteous person who resists the Qing Dynasty, and you must not kill innocents indiscriminately without a military order. ”

Zhao Xiaolong's face was full of righteousness and heroism.

A group of bald heads were confused: "At that time, it was said within three days, right?" ”

"Did we hear you wrong?"

A group of bald heads looked at each other and found blank eyes, and they involuntarily nodded.

"I was too excited, maybe I really heard it wrong......

Zhao Xiaolong didn't pay any attention to the people below: "If you kill the Tartars, it's our own family." General Huang had an army of 100,000 outside, each with firearms. Brothers, we have occupied the city of Guangzhou, just wait for General Huang to bring people to receive it. The first thing we need to do is to clean up the city and then lay the surrounding ground. When General Huang's 100,000 army arrived, he could counterattack the Beijing division. ”

With an army of 100,000 at the bottom, the crowd finally settled down.

Under Zhao Xiaolong's orders, they were extremely excited to clean up the inner city one by one.

Tartars that are not killed are killed at will, or used as minions.

The ones that were killed were piled up directly together, and a fire was lit.

The inner gates were finally opened on the third day.

The Thirteen Eagles took the lead, each leading 500 men to the whole city, killing the Tartars and cleaning up the city. At the same time, it was decreed that for three days, those who wore braids were all slaves, and this was the case for generations. Whether it is a Tartar, or a Han universal.

Of course, to live a tartar, there must be braids.

This is for minions.