At the time of a stick of incense, Shanhaiguan was broken. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A large part of the city wall of Shanhaiguan was blown down, and the heavy city gate was also shattered by a cannonball.

The city was filled with smoke and fire, sparks and scorched breath everywhere, rivers of blood flowed on the ground, and corpses shattered by shells everywhere. It's a hellish sight on earth.

The Qing soldiers who did not die either hid in the corners and shivered, or they were running around roaring like madmen.

The horsemen also jumped up and scurried about, trampling on the wounded. There was moaning everywhere underground. The chaos is even more serious.

In fact, after the first round of shelling, they all went crazy and did not know what to do, they ran down from the city walls and ran into the houses, but then the second round of shelling blew up all the houses, and the people who did not die ran out again, and they were at a loss for what to do in the fighting.

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Song Hongming's original name was Song Hongming, who was originally a Xiucai of the Ming Dynasty, and after the Qing soldiers entered the customs, the chief soldier guarding Shanhaiguan saw that he could write and calculate, so he let him do the bookkeeper. He didn't think about the Ming Dynasty at all, but was very grateful to the Qing soldiers, if it weren't for the Qing soldiers entering the customs, how could he have today's status as a poor talent?

Just now, Song Hongming got the news that the Shanhai Pass had been broken, and his backer was dead. Song Hongming hurriedly packed up and wanted to escape from the gate. Unexpectedly, the horse was frightened crazy by the sound of the cannon, not only tore off the reins, but also stepped on one of his legs and ran away.

I don't know how long later, Song Hongming suddenly heard a familiar horse call, he thought his horse was back, raised his head happily, but saw his horse being ridden by a young man with a beautiful face, he felt that the man in front of him was dressed so strangely and a good feeling of familiarity.

Song Hongming saw that the young man was followed by many soldiers, and knew that the person who came must be a big official, so he hurriedly dragged the leg that was trampled by the horse and climbed under the half-collapsed stable with difficulty, looking at the sky blankly, and his pupils were not focused...... My thoughts gradually drifted to twenty years ago, when I was wearing similar clothes, but since the Qing people entered the customs, I have never seen anyone dare to wear them like this.

This person was Fang Haoran, he glanced at Song Hongming casually, and when he saw that it was just an injured person, he didn't care, and said in a loud voice: "Pass my order, quickly collect the prisoners, clean up the battlefield, and meet the following three kinds of people, and there will be no mercy!"

"First, there is no forgiveness for those who resist!" Song Hongming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, he was injured and couldn't resist if he wanted to.

"Second, there is no forgiveness for the Manchurian killing!" Song Hongming gradually became nervous, and said in his heart: Although I am not a Manchurian, I recognized the Manchurian as a godfather and married his daughter, and I don't know if it will implicate me.

"Third, those who are on an errand in the Manchurian Mansion will be killed!" Song Hongming chuckled in his heart, hurriedly grabbed a handful of blood and mud from the ground and wiped it on his face, and said in his heart: I can't admit that I am the bookkeeper of the general soldier, otherwise this thief in front of me will definitely kill me, or wait until the limelight passes, and then I will flee to Shengjing, only I know where the money of the general soldier is, and when the time comes, I can still be at ease when I donate an official.

Fang Haoran paused, looked at Xiong Jinfeng beside him and continued: "Hall Master Xiong, you take over the city defense as soon as possible, gather all the people and prisoners, and everyone must cut off the pig's tail braids!"

Song Hongming's face suddenly turned pale, and he shouted: "Can't cut it, can't cut it!"

Fang Haoran's eyes froze, murderous and awe-inspiring, and he asked, "Why can't you cut it?"

Song Hongming was glared at by Fang Haoran, and felt a cold air rushing up to the back of his head, and said tremblingly: "How can the parents of the body hair and skin be cut off!"

Fang Haoran laughed angrily and said, "When the Qing soldiers entered the customs, they issued a shaving order, why didn't you remember your parents?"

"Can't cut it, can't cut it!" Song Hongming still wanted to go to Shengjing, if he cut off his hair, he would definitely be regarded as a thief, let alone donate officials, I am afraid that he will be killed.

Fang Haoran smiled coldly and said, "Arrest this person for me and take him to the square, you go and drive all the people and prisoners to the square, I have something to announce!"

"Yes!" the people of the Heaven and Earth Society hurriedly took action.

An hour later, the square in the middle of the city was full of people.

This square is the size of a dozen football fields, and the garrison of the city usually trains here, and at this time the two thousand soldiers and tens of thousands of people in the city have gathered here.

Fang Haoran stood on the temporary gimbal, held the microphone in his hand, patted it gently, and his voice spread far away, saying: "Fellow villagers, don't panic, don't be afraid, we are the master of the Ming Dynasty, and we will definitely not harm the common people." ”

Da Ming!

These two words are not unfamiliar to the people, at this time, but twenty years after the change of dynasty, the older generation of people can remember the good of the Ming Dynasty!

Seeing that there was no commotion in the audience, Fang Haoran nodded with great satisfaction, and continued: "Qinggou has been in the customs for twenty years, killing tens of millions of my Han compatriots, and my Han compatriots are inferior, and their status is not as good as a pig in Qinggou's family. Today, the Han compatriots in the Central Plains are united to drive out the Tartars and restore the Han people. This time, I am here to drive away the Qinggou, so that the people can live a good life where everyone has land, food is full every day, and new clothes every year!"

Boom! The crowd was in an uproar. After the Qing soldiers entered the customs, the Han people had no status at all, and everyone had long been fed up with this kind of life...... Those who defected to the Qing court as traitors were all dead-faced.

At this time, the person next to him brought over a scholar with a pale face.

"Isn't this Song Hongming, the account office of the General Army's Mansion? I know him, it is he who robbed my brother's daughter-in-law, and sent someone to frame my brother in prison, tortured him to extract a confession, and beat my brother to death!"

"The good days of this brute are finally over. Someone said through gritted teeth.

Fang Haoran coughed lightly, pressed his hands weakly, quieted everyone down, and said: "The captives are full of stealing the country, Yi Wu is crowned, and the system of forcibly braiding hair is all from the fishy customs. At the beginning, Gao Shiren was either unyielding and calmly righteous, or he escaped into the stream and lived for the rest of his life. ...... Today, I announce the resumption of the Ming hairstyle, wearing Hanfu, revitalizing the Han family, and cutting off the braids of all my compatriots. If there is non-compliance, follow this example. ”

With the knife in his hand, Song Hongming's head flew out three feet away, and rolled in front of everyone with a grunt.

"Braids don't keep your head, braids don't keep your head. The Divine Dragon Army waved its flag and shouted.

Twenty years ago, the Qing soldiers entered the customs and issued an order to shave their hair, and those who refused to shave their hair and change their clothes were killed. In the past 20 years, the braid culture has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is difficult to restore the hearts of the people if you do not take strong medicine.