Ming Taizi's Total War

Chapter 130 Leaving Dawang Village and going on the road
"Who are you?" Zongbing Huang pointed at Zhu Cihong with the tip of his knife.

"Forget it, it's not too late to wait until I catch you." Huang Zongbing looked at Zhu Cixiang who was wearing gorgeous armor, knowing in his heart that this must be a big shot, and whether he could leave alive depends entirely on him.

So Huang Zongbing slapped the horse with a knife, and within a few breaths he came to Zhu Cihong's side, but when he was about to shoot Zhu Cihong off the horse and capture him, he suddenly saw the weird smile on Zhu Cihong's face.

"I forgot to tell you, I have a gun." Zhu Cihong said to Huang Zongbing with a smile.

Before Huang Zongbing's broadsword could be slashed, Zhu Cihong took out a flintlock pistol from his waist, and without aiming, he just shot it out by feeling.

There was a loud bang, and another puff of white smoke rose from Zhu Cihong's body.

When the white smoke dissipated, they saw General Huang falling off his horse, with a big hole in his chest, and blood gushing out as if for free. Upon seeing this, the surrounding imperial guards and soldiers rushed forward to control him.

After Huang Zongbing fell to the ground, before he could groan twice, he lay motionless on the ground.

But if you get close to his face, you can still hear the sound of him exhaling.

"Don't worry about him, he'll be dead in a while, throw him into the pile of dead people." The pile of dead people Zhu Cihong pointed out was the pile of corpses made up of the soldiers of the green battalion who were killed by his imperial guards.

Most people kill people and leave them where they are, and the locals will take care of them whoever is free, or let the magistrate lead someone to deal with them.

Zhu Cihong did this not out of kindness, but to reduce the burden on the local people, but to bury these people in the ground as fertilizer.

After Mr. Huang died, Zhu Cixiang had time to return to the Wang family compound to deal with Han Guang and Du Yingying's affairs.

As soon as I got back to the Wang family compound, I saw that everyone and everything in it were the same as when he left. Although Zhu Cihong had left, he was the emperor, and no one dared to leave before he gave a clear order. mess around.

"Your Majesty is murderous, he must have returned after beheading the thief." Although there was no fresh blood on Zhu Cihong's body, he saw the sweat on Zhu Cihong's head and connected with the loud noise just now.

Han Guang concluded that Zhu Cihong must have killed the so-called high-ranking Qing soldier who had escaped just now.

"Yeah." Zhu Cixiang did not answer Han Guang's question clearly.

"Come on, strip him of his whole body and tie him up in a big cart." Zhu Cihong asked someone to tie him up without even looking at Han Guang.

Han Guang didn't expect Zhu Cihuang to treat him like this, he struggled and shouted, "Your Majesty, why are you treating me like this?"

"I really want to kill bandits and rebels and make contributions to the court!" Han Guang still didn't let go when he was about to die, maybe he thought he still had a chance.

If another person really stands in front of him, maybe he can really get away with it. After all, Han Guang has some people in his hands. He was an official of the court before. What.

After all, now is a critical moment for the country, as long as he is willing to contribute to the country, it doesn't matter if he is allowed to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds.

As for the massacre of the common people, it is even less of a problem. Didn't the officers and soldiers massacre less in the past?Even those princes and ministers directly and indirectly killed at least ten times as many innocent people as Han Guang.

It's a pity that he met Zhu Cihong. In the eyes of others, Han Guang is just a lamb who has gone astray, but in Zhu Cihong's eyes, he is a heinous bastard who has no ruler.

Betrayal of the imperial court and massacre of the people, these two points happened to be Zhu Cihong's bottom line, and they were intolerable to Zhu Cihong.

"Do you think ghosts will believe this?" Zhu Cihong glared at Han Guang.

"This, this..." Han Guang faltered, not knowing what to say, sweating profusely, as if the ghosts of the villagers of Dawang Village whom he killed just now had come to him.

"Send it to Fengqiu County, make a decision, and order the people around the county to watch." Zhu Cihong judged Han Guang's fate.

When Du Yingying heard Zhu Cihong's words, she felt relieved. She lost all strength and sat slumped on the ground, because the big stone on her heart finally fell, and she suddenly lost her direction.

She was from Weihui Mansion and married far away in Fengqiu County, Kaifeng Prefecture. Her parents and brothers all died in the attic. When Huang Zongbing went upstairs, he killed everyone he saw, except for young and beautiful women.

Suddenly, Du Yingying thought of her oath, and saw Zhu Cihong turning the horse's head to leave here, so she jumped in front of Zhu Cihong's horse.

"What are you doing, don't die!" Zhu Cihong scolded.

The war horse under his crotch is a first-class BMW in the Royal Horse Prison. It is fat and strong. If it had not been ridden and trained since childhood, even three or five soldiers would not be able to control it.

Du Yingying stood in front of her horse. If the war horse mistakenly thought Du Yingying was an enemy, a single kick could cause her internal organs to bleed profusely, or even rupture her spleen.

"Wei Hui, a civilian girl, was occupied by the Tartars, her parents were killed by Qing soldiers, and her husband's family died today. I have nowhere to go. Fortunately, Your Majesty's heavenly soldiers wiped out the thieves to avenge my concubine. I am willing to serve Your Majesty forever and ever. Repay your kindness." Du Yingying knelt in front of Zhu Cihong's horse and said.

Zhu Cihong didn't expect that he just wiped out a group of remnants of the Qing army, and beautiful women would catch up to him.

"Let's take her to the Northern Henan Camp and settle her down first." Zhu Cihong did not refuse Du Yingying.

For such a beautiful woman like her, in such a troubled world, if there is no powerful person to protect her, let alone survive, even a decent death is an extravagant hope.

"Come here, I think there are still people surviving in this courtyard. You will be the village head of Dawang Village in the future. Use your steamed buns and biscuits to reward the soldiers, and then you will lead people to dig up all the corpses in the village. Fill the hole.”

"Remember, don't bury them too deep, and don't bury them too shallow. Don't bury them all in one place, but fill them evenly. Before that, take off all their armor and weapons and put them away. I will order Yu The northern battalion sent people here to take it away."

Zhu Cilang stopped the cook named Dayou who was cooking just now.

When Han Guang and the others came in before, they had forgotten the existence of many of these people, so now they are all the survivors in Dawang Village.

"Yes, the grassroots obey." Did he ever think that the emperor who ruled the world would talk to him? He was overjoyed and knelt down tremblingly on the ground and said.

Zhu Cihong asked him to bury these green battalion soldiers not to give them a whole body, so that they would have a place to live when they died, but to let them be the fertilizer that feeds the earth.

Fresh flesh and blood is the best tonic to nourish the earth, and it is also the best sacrifice to worship God.

(End of this chapter)