In the class system of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the lowest serf was called "Aha", and the higher point was called "Baoyi". The coating is divided into three flags and five flags, and the coating that is qualified to call itself a slave is really a minority, and the rest are like pigs and dogs.

Of course, the noble Manchus will not be reduced to slavery, and these lowly slaves are all captured and plundered everywhere, including Mongols, uncivilized savages, and Han Chinese.

The Manchu nobles believed that it was a waste to use slaves only for farming, so there was a "Aha Battalion" in the Eight Banners Army, which was equivalent to the "Raising Battalion" and "Children's Army" of the Shun Army, which served as cannon fodder on the battlefield.

The Aha battalion in the Hedu army was arranged next to the manure pit far from the camp, and this group of people had not received a grain of food for many days, and there was only one rule here, if they wanted to eat, they had to go to the opposite side to grab it.

As night fell, the two Niu Lu under the hands of Gushan Ezhen came out of the camp one after another, and some "old seniors" in the Aha camp were immediately ready to move.

Deng San sat in it with blank eyes, and he who had never escaped the fate of "cannon fodder" from beginning to end, silently listened to the people around him who were in the same situation.

"Before going out, my master said that if he can make some war exploits this time, he will carry the flag when he goes back."

"This feeling is good, if you raise the flag, don't forget us."

"Raise the flag? Are you worthy of you, huh. ”

.....

I was so hungry that I didn't have the strength to speak, but when I saw that I could fight, I felt like I was alive, and I discussed how the master would reward me after I went back.

"A lot of people will die." Deng San muttered to himself, and the person next to him didn't hear clearly and asked, "What?"

"There will be deaths, there will be many deaths, all of them will die." When the man saw Deng San as if he was stunned, he repeated it repeatedly, don't turn his head and ignore it.

From time to time, a full crowd of people came to the camp and called out to their own Aha, and the people who were called by name seemed to come to the stage to accept the award, patted their buttocks and swaggered away, and the rest of the people were full of envy.

"Cynjis, get over and lead the horse for my master."

The Han man Ahha, who had just boasted in the crowd that he could only carry the flag after he went back, stood up suddenly, nodded and trotted towards the camp gate.

"Master Magub, Sinjis is here! Just come, just come. ”

Magub can be regarded as one of the top few warriors in his own cattle record, and he has silver and white pearl armor on his body, which shows that his identity is not ordinary. He was one of the few Manchurian masters who was good for slaves, and when he saw Sinjis running to him, he took out a piece of bread from his bosom and pinched a piece and handed it to Sinjis.

"Eat it, and push the shield cart harder for a while."

Xin Jisi wiped away the tears that secretly flowed from his eyes, took the cake and stuffed it into his mouth, patted his chest and said inarticulately: "Don't worry, master! Sinjis swore to kill the dog Ming army. ”

Magub squinted and grinned, and when he saw Ahha, who sneered at Sinjis, he was so jealous that he wanted to kill, why was his master so good?

The Bao Yi Aha who was taken away can push the shield cart and fight with the master later. The unattended were each given a bamboo basket and dug on the spot to fill the basket, and their task was simple: to brave the attack of the Ming army to fill the earth and rocks into the moat.

Deng San carried the heavy bamboo basket on his shoulder, and staggered in the direction of most of the directions, the death of the dog baby and You Ge'er had a great impact on him, and he figured it out in these days when he was captured as a slave by the Qing army.

How can there be a way to live, this is clearly the underworld.

........

The news that Lord Banzai personally sat in the city soon reached the ears of Sun Xuanhuai, Yang Boxian and others, and they came to persuade them to return. Even the refugees and gentry in the city were also alarmed, and invited to meet together, hoping that Chongzhen would return to the rear.

"Let's speak with our conscience, Your Majesty wants us to pay for food, we go out, you want us to stay, and we stay. If something goes wrong in this situation now, who are we working so hard for? ”

The speaker was the head of the Yan family in the city, and when he said this, Sun Xuanhuai heard that all the people they wanted to dissuade were stopped by the guards and could not meet the saint.

"What you said is true, didn't I come too? Your Majesty refuses to see me, what can I do? Sun Xuanhuai spread his hands and had nothing to do. In the end, he thought of one person, maybe he was the only one who could say a few words, Sun Xuanhuai asked Yang Boxian on the side: "Does Commander Yang know where the prince is?" ”

"Ahem, I haven't been out of the barracks, and I've been waiting for the emperor's order."

"How about that?" Just when everyone was hugging together and anxious, Song Xiance, who was thinking about the new regulations in the wounded soldiers' station, rushed over after hearing about it.

With a pinch, Song Xiance asked knowingly: "You are here to discuss important matters, can you talk to Song?" Sun Xuanhuai glanced at Song Xiance, turned his head away and stopped talking, everyone was dominated by Sun, and naturally no one talked to Song Xiance.

Song Xiance knew that Sun Xuanhuai looked down on him, but he didn't care, as long as he could afford it, he smiled lightly to resolve the embarrassment, and looked at Yang Boxian, who was more communicative.

Yang Boxian looked left and right and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, when is this still useless, anyway, he is Zhu Bajie is not a person inside and outside the mirror, and Song Xiance is a colleague, so he simply opened his mouth to tell Song Xiance what happened.

Song Xiance shook his head after hearing this, smashed his mouth and was about to leave, Yang Boxian shouted: "Okay, you Song Xiance, you wasted a lot of saliva on Lao Tzu, but give a suggestion before leaving?" ”

"Song is soft-spoken, what advice can you give, or do your duty honestly."

"Then have you seen the prince? He's sure he'll be able to say something. ”

Song Xiance turned around, pointed to the high wall in the distance and said with a smile: "Do you think the prince doesn't know about this?" Sun Xuanhuai suddenly realized when he heard this, flicked his sleeves and said goodbye, since His Majesty has made up his mind, there is no need to add to the chaos.

Seeing that everyone was dispersed one after another, Yang Boxian pulled the sleeve of one of them and asked, "No, what do you mean?" Can't make it clear before leaving? ”

........

Chongzhen pestle along the wall to look into the distance, on the plain first a "fire dragon" walking alone, and then divided into three, one in the middle, one to the north, one to the south.

"It's going to be war, let's go down."

"Long live the lord insists on sacrificing himself for the country, the slave and maid can not be persuaded, but the long live lord can't drive the slave and maid away, the master dies and the slave is buried together, this is the destiny of heaven."

Chongzhen was a little helpless about Wang Chengen's stubborn temper, and continued: "What's the use of you staying here? It's your job to take charge of the Imperial Investigation Division for me. ”

"Although the slave has no weak hands, she can always block one arrow or two arrows for the Long Live Lord, right?"