At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Jingzhou General's Mansion was invaded and occupied by thousands of battalions and righteous people.

The wife of the general of Jingzhou, Niya Tunjin, committed suicide, and nearly 100 people in the palace were slaughtered, clothed, and clothed, and more than a dozen banner girls and clothed maids were killed because of resistance.

The influx of a large number of righteous people made the city overcrowded, and from above, the black oppressive crowd was everywhere.

The influx of Han people from outside the city made the killing of Tartars all over the city like a monstrous wave, but this huge wave soon turned into a sea of blood.

A real sea of blood.

Crazy, all crazy.

The battalions are killing, and the people are killing.

Killing people in various ways.

Slashing with knives and spears, chopping with axes, and striking with sticks and bricks

In less than half an hour, the smell of blood in the city was disgusting.

Under the high temperature, the blood everywhere quickly coagulated and evaporated.

The red gradually turns black.

The city has also been turned into a slaughterhouse.

This is a carnival, a group carnival that belongs to Jingzhou.

No one knows how this will happen, but everyone involved knows they need it.

Because, when the high-flying Manchurian soldiers fell in front of them one after another, everyone's waists were straight, and their hearts were proud.

Pride that has been lost for a long time!

If civilization can't defeat barbarism, then make civilization more barbaric than barbarism!

In this carnival caused by all kinds of "misunderstandings" and "deviations", even people who have never killed chickens before will go crazy.

The environment can really change people.

No matter what kind of person you were in the past, your eyes will be red in this bloody hell.

The emotional element of the comes from many sources.

There is hatred for the Tartars, there is unwillingness to the fall of the Ming Dynasty, there is the longing for sacrificing compatriots, there is the washing of shame, there is the attachment to the hatred of relatives, and there is the hatred of being forced to leave home

There are also people who simply come to see the excitement, but unknowingly are carried forward by the crowd, and then step by step become murderers with blood on their hands.

A lot of people's brains are even blank.

Killings, looting

Everything that should have been there, and everything that should have come has come.

No one can stop it.

Wang Wu, the supreme commander of Jingzhou, couldn't stop it either!

The madness of the Han people caused the major government offices in the city to instantly turn into a hell on earth, making this important military town set up by the Qing court on the banks of the Yangtze River another Jining, Yangzhou, Jiading, Datong, Nanchang, Guangzhou, and Chaozhou

The difference is that the abuser and the victim are reversed.

Or at this moment, the Han people in Jingzhou are judging the evil Manchurian executioners for those dead compatriots.

The death penalty is the death penalty, and there is no life limit.

Eight Banners, there are no innocents.

It is impossible to accurately count how many Han people from outside the city have poured into the city now, and even now there are Han people from outside the city who are constantly pouring into the city.

These people are no longer the bloody men who dare to come to the boundary gate to seek justice for the victims, but a large number of old people, women, and children in the outer city.

After entering the city, they walked in the direction of their home without anyone leading the way.

The way home is something they are familiar with.

Every step of the way, full of desire

The Eight Banners is an organization where all the people are soldiers.

Men are soldiers, old people are soldiers in the past, and children will be soldiers in the future.

The women of the Eight Banners have heard and seen since they were children, and they are used to seeing how their husbands and brothers kill Han people, so they look down on weak Han people in their bones.

However, after the day fell, when there were rebellious Han people on all sides, these women of the Eight Banners were terrified in their bones.

It seems like the end is coming.

Most of the women knelt in front of the Han Chinese who rushed in with their children in their arms, begging them to do anything as long as they didn't kill them.

There are also women who end their lives in various ways in desperation.

However, there are also a small number of women who take up the weapons of their fathers and brothers and bravely fight against the Han people.

Defend their pride and their chastity to the death.

These brave Eight Banners women are undoubtedly worthy of the respect of their opponents.

There are also many of them who are skilled in bows and horses, and can go into battle to kill the enemy like men.

Unfortunately, when the Han people poured in, their resistance was doomed to be futile.

For these Eight Banners women who dared to take up arms to resist, some battalion soldiers hesitated and didn't know whether to kill or not.

There is a military order on it not to kill women and children.

"It's a woman and a child who doesn't have a knife, don't kill! There is a knife is the enemy, kill! ”

Zhang Tianfang, the commander of the middle battalion, looked coldly at the dozens of Eight Banner women with knives in front of him, and resolutely ordered to shoot them.

He will not kill innocents indiscriminately, but if he picks up a weapon on the other side, he is not an unarmed woman or child.

The enemy, which must be destroyed.

Under the chaos, dozens of corpses were added under the walls.

There was a flag girl with a large and round face, and she cursed the approaching Han soldiers, not knowing whether it was Manchurian or Mongolian.

Zhang Tianfang didn't understand, but he could see from the other party's eyes that in addition to hatred for the Han people, there was also disgust.

"Sassy Tartar!"

A fierce knife chopped on the stomach of the flag girl, and Zhang Tianfang didn't look at it, and led people to continue the search forward.

The flag girl behind her is not dead, she is still cursing viciously.

No one paid any attention to her anymore.

Her voice grew faint and eventually inaudible.

Silent.

This area is planned to be a "family area" of the two yellow flags, and Zhang Tianfang's Zhongying needs to completely eliminate potential threats here.

That is, to kill every bannerman who dares to hold a weapon.

It's just that when he led his troops deep into the area of the Two Yellow Flags, he found that there were righteous people everywhere.

There has been an influx of Han Chinese people from other cities, and these people have come to their homes with ease, looking at the Tartars who forcibly drove themselves away from the Nestle, their eyes and emotions are complicated.

If the Tartars who had occupied the houses of the Han people had honestly lowered their invincible heads, the killing might not have happened.

After all, these people simply want to go back to their homes.

Some even just want to take a look.

Some Eight Banners women and children knew that the general situation was gone, and wisely walked out of the house and returned their houses to their past owners.

He lowered his posture and begged constantly, winning the forgiveness of the original owners of the house.

But there are also some stupid Manchurian old people who still naively think that they are still high, or that the pride in their bones makes them unable to accept the reality, and even slash and kill the Han people returning home with weapons in their hands.

Things started to get out of hand.

Kind-hearted Han people don't dare to fight back, and they don't dare to make a move, but they will cry and cry for help.

And around here, there are groups of red-eyed Han people.

Outside the gate of a courtyard, a Manchurian boy named An Chai took a bow and arrow left by Marfa and aimed fiercely at a pair of Han ancestors.

"Get out, this is my home, you Han people can get out of wherever you come from, otherwise I will kill you with an arrow, and it's a big deal to let my Ama compensate you for a sheep!"

An Chai, who was only thirteen years old, didn't have too much strength, so the bow in his hand was not fully drawn at all, and the arrows shot out would not have much lethality.

But his fierce little wolf cub appearance frightened the old Han man who wanted to see his ancestral home.

When he was hesitating whether to take his grandson back, the eight-year-old grandson puffed out his cheeks and shouted at the Manchurian boy who was facing him with a bow: "You are talking nonsense, this is obviously our home, you should get out!" ”

"You talk nonsense! This is the home given to me by the imperial court, how can it be your Nikan's! ”

An Chai was very angry, and the shameless Nikan actually wanted to occupy his family's house and dream.

"Grandpa, what is Nikan he is talking about?"

The Han child didn't know what the Manchurian boy meant, and looked up at his grandfather.

The old man shook his head, he didn't know what Nikan was, but the look of the little tartar was probably not a good word.

However, he is a person who eats fasting and recites Buddha, and he is also kind to people on weekdays, and he doesn't want to worry about the same child, so he said in a consultative tone: "This is the ancestral home of my Song family, our family lived here during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, and we moved from here to the outer city not long ago."

The old man hoped that the Manchurian boy would let him in to see the ancestral house again, and then go back with his grandson after he finished reading, and he would never leave without leaving.

He didn't know what to kill or not to kill the Tartars, and he didn't have the guts to kill like those people, he just wanted his grandson to grow up healthy and healthy.

They have built shanty houses in the outer city, not without a place to live.

"No! If you want to enter my house, you will step over my corpse! ”

An Chai's attitude was extremely resolute, he would never allow any Nikan to set foot in his yard.

Because, there is a mother and a sister in the family.

Seeing that the Manchurian child's attitude was resolute, the old man sighed and didn't want to do much, and when he wanted to pull his grandson back, there was a "whoosh" scream in his ears, and then a sharp arrow flew from a distance, hitting the eyebrows of the Manchurian boy who was blocking him.

"Eniang, Nikan is going to rob our home, you have to protect your sisters"

Ann chased him to the ground, and reluctantly watched a group of Nikan adults with weapons in hand walking towards his house.

"This is your home?"

Zhang Tianfang glanced at the frightened grandparents and grandchildren, the old man was frightened and didn't know what to do, but the little grandson nodded boldly at Zhang Tianfang.

After smiling, Zhang Tianfang motioned for his subordinates to go in.

Soon the screams of women were heard in the courtyard, and a Manchurian woman was taken out along with several girls.

Looking at her son who had fallen to the ground, the Manchurian woman couldn't help but wail and tear her heart out.

Zhang Tianfang's face was expressionless, and he asked the Manchurian woman to be taken away along with her child.

It looks cruel, but it is actually a kind of protection.

For if they fall into the hands of the righteous, it is better to live than to die.

"Child, go home, as long as we are here, no one will dare to rob your home in the future."

After touching the child's head, Zhang Tianfang led people to continue to search along the alley

When the news of the capture of the General's Mansion reached Wang Wu, Wang Wu was sitting alone on the unfinished boundary wall.

On the bluestone block at his feet is a map drawn on burnt black wood.

It is a map of the prefectures and counties near Jingzhou and strategic points.

Wang Wu alone deduced the future battle situation.

What I think about the most is what kind of impact today's events will have on all parties, and whether there will be a major turnaround in sticking to Jingzhou.

While he was pondering, Li Wen, the prefect of Jingzhou, came to him in despair, begging the de facto speaker of Jingzhou to order a halt to the killing.

The meaning of the sealing knife.

Because the general's palace has been captured, and the organized rebellion of the bannermen in the city has ended, and it is evil to let the battalion soldiers and rebellious soldiers kill it.

Wang Wu put the half-burned wooden stick in his hand on the ground casually, and looked at the prefect with a blank face: "Aren't you worried about your own life now?" ”

The frightened prefect shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter if the official's personal life is irrelevant, the important thing is that the general doesn't kill again, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the banner people will die." ”

"What I'm thinking about now is not about this matter, but about how to hold Jingzhou."

Wang Wu pointed to the map on the ground, "You are the parent official of Jingzhou, should you help me with advice to defend this Jingzhou city and protect the people in this city?" ”

"The general knows that Jingzhou will send a large army to attack and defend the lonely city if he rebels against the imperial court, and he will lose this battle no matter how he fights, once the soldiers enter the city, hundreds of thousands of people in Jingzhou City will die, why does the general insist on this unwise move?

At this time, the order to seal the knife and protect most of the bannermen, women and children, there are still other means to remedy, it's not too late, general! ”

Li Wen couldn't understand what was going on in the mind of the young man in front of him who had fallen back into rebellion.

Could it be that the other party really wants to drag more than 100,000 people in the city to accompany the funeral!

"General Wang, order the knife to be sealed, otherwise it's all over!"

For the sake of the lives of the people of Jingzhou, Li Wen knelt heavily on the ground, almost pleading.

He is really a good official who is dedicated to the people.

"Sealing the knife? Why seal the knife? Didn't he seal the knife for three days when he slaughtered my people? It's only a while! When the Tartars slaughtered the city, did you, Lord Li, persuade the Tartars to seal the knife, did you have the guts? ”

A figure appeared next to Li Wen, looking at the prefect on the ground who was begging for a knife, and this person said angrily: "Tartars are no different from beasts, how can I intercede for them!" It is necessary to know that the Tartars are imprisoned in my China and my Han people, and their crimes are too numerous to be written!

When the full rider arrived, he was slaughtered. Father and son mourned, husband and wife were incomplete. The places of beauty are all reduced to ghost domains; The land of string songs, all the ruins. Ruin my clothes and dig my hair. Yan Huang Miao descendants, everyone is left; Yao seals the Yu soil, and it is fishy everywhere

Today's incident in Jingzhou by General Wang is a shocking feat of raising the spirit of our nation, avenging the enmity of our nation, and removing the bloody!

The so-called elimination of evil is exhausted, how can you seal the knife and beasts! ”

After speaking, this person turned to Wang Wu and hugged his fists and said: "Poor Dao is not talented, and please ask the general to allow me to personally cut a few Hulu to comfort the family master and all the brothers and sisters, and the spirit of the hundreds of millions of Han people in the sky!" ”

This man is a floating dustman.

Looking at the Taoist who was resolute and extremely excited, Wang Wu didn't speak, but just untied his saber "Chuang Wang Knife" and handed it to Fuchenzi, and said with a smile: "Dao Chief's long-cherished wish, how can Wang not fulfill it!" ”

"Thank you!"

Dressed in Taoist costume, Fuchenzi took the Chuang Wang Sword, jumped down from the boundary wall and ran towards the city that had become a sea of blood.

The body is very athletic.

"Today's situation is like a flood raging, and it cannot be stopped by manpower. Even if I deliberately sealed the knife, I couldn't catch it, and now I can only respond to the people in time, and wait for the surging flood to subside. ”

Wang Wu turned around and looked at Li Wen with a dead face, "Your parents and officials really have the heart to protect the people, and when the city is over, you should try your best to assist me, and mobilize the people to be like that Jiangyin City, everyone is determined to die, even if the living are not as fragrant as the dead, you should also die with one heart and rebuild the Han family on the north side of the Yangtze River!" ”