Han’s Son is Not a Slave

Chapter 111: Small Flag

“The little ones are also Han people, the little ones are Han people in Liaodong, and their ancestors were all Han people for eighteen generations. Han people don’t kill Han people, so the general will spare your life!”

“General, spare your life, we have already surrendered, the general can’t kill us!”

“…”

Most of the flag soldiers who were ruthless and dared to fight and were not afraid of death had already died in battle. Among the remaining 170 or so flag soldiers, few were not afraid of death. This will all come back to my mind, crying one by one how they were oppressed by the Manchus and became bannermen.

A banner soldier saw that the people in the Green Camp did not move, and the Ming general also stood there and stared at them. He seemed to be tempted, so he shouted loudly: “Most of our ancestors are the military households of the Ming Dynasty, and the four years of Chongzhen were peaceful. The King of Nan and King of Jingnan were in chaos in Denglai, and I had no choice but to go to Liaodong with the two of them to fight for the Qing Dynasty, but if I had the chance, how could I let the good Han people not be his bannermen? I have fought many battles with the King of Jingnan and killed many Ming troops, but it was all forced. If I did not kill, I would be killed. In order to survive, I had to be hard-hearted to kill. … The general can give the green camp a chance, why can’t you give me a chance! I have been in the army for a long time, and it is enough to be driven by the general!”

“I am willing to be driven by the general!” All the flag soldiers echoed loudly.

Seeing this, Qin Zhisheng whispered to persuade Zhou Shi Xiangxiang: “Thousands, these banner soldiers are all veterans of Liaodong, and their elites are no less than old thieves. If they can get their hands on them, they will definitely be helped in their journey to the south.”

Hearing this, Shao Jiugong frowned, but he didn’t say anything against it, but his expression was obviously disapproval of Taiping’s acceptance of these Han army flags descending soldiers.

Zhou Shixiang had already made up his mind, and said coldly: “Banners are no better than battalion soldiers, and they can’t be accepted.” After speaking, he said to the group of eager bannermen, “Why can’t I give you a chance? Because you are bannermen!”

When the flag soldiers heard it, there was an uproar, and the crowd began to riot. Shao Jiugong, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately directed his subordinates to attack. The flag soldiers were all tied with ropes and could not resist.

“Do it! If you want to survive, you can exchange the flag soldier’s head for it!” Zhou Shixiang once again ordered the green battalion soldiers, but none of the green battalion soldiers with knives in their hands dared to kill the flag soldiers, let alone resist the Taiping Army.

“Why, you dare not?”

Seeing that the battalion soldiers did not dare to kill the flag soldiers, Zhou Shixiang’s eyes became cold, and he stared at Li Fuguo.

Li Fuguo was stared at so frightened that he didn’t dare to face Zhou Shixiang’s gaze, and only muttered: “Humble, humble…”

Seeing this, Shao Jiugong was furious. He pulled his legs and walked towards Li Fuguo, slapped him in the face with a slap in the face, and then rushed to the flag soldier with a stride, cutting without even looking at the sword. After the sword light passed, the head of a flag soldier flew to the ground, and when he looked closely, it was the flag soldier who shouted that his ancestors were once the military households of the Ming Dynasty.

“call!”

The flag soldiers were so frightened that they backed away involuntarily.

“Do you kill or not!”

Picking up his bleeding head, Shao Jiugong ignored the Han army flag soldiers who were waiting to be slaughtered.

Looking at the head of the man whose eyes had not been closed, and then looking at Shao Jiugong who was like a fierce god, Li Fuguo was like falling into an ice cellar, and the soldiers in the battalion were so terrified that they gasped.

“If you don’t kill the flag soldiers, I will kill you!”

Zhou Shixiang’s long knife also slowly drew out, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Li Fuguo, and he secretly praised Shao Jiugong, the former two devils of the Green Camp, for doing a good job.

“Humble… humble…”

Li Fuguo’s jaw trembled and his hands trembled violently. He never dreamed that the Ming army would let them kill the flag soldiers. But if you don’t do it, looking at the fierceness of this bright general, it will definitely take their lives on the spot.

To kill or not to kill?

Li Fuguo was in a dilemma between heaven and man. He is like this, and the soldiers of the battalion are even more so. The long-standing prestige given to them by the Manchu soldiers and the Han army flag makes them feel inferior. Not to mention the Manchu soldiers, whoever sees the Han army flag on weekdays will retreat and be killed. Don’t dare to offend, but they will take their lives with their own hands, this… how does this make…

“Don’t do it yet!”

Zhou Shicheng was impatient, and he shouted loudly again. Today, he had to force these green battalions to do something. Otherwise, he would have to kill them all together with the soldiers of the Han army flag, because it was impossible to keep them.

In the old days, Zhou Shixiang used soldiers to kill officials and kept soldiers but not officials, but it was aimed at the Green Camp. Today, there is this Han army flag, but the precedent should be changed, and the Green Camp is called to kill the flag soldiers. Helping the Green Camp soldiers cannot be used for their own use.

No matter how soldiers or officials, he started to slaughter these gangsters of Han Junqi, who were raised by the Manchus. He had no choice but to follow the Taiping Camp to the end. This has the same effect as engraving “Shunzhi is a dog” on the backs of Jiangxi soldiers such as Shao Jiugong, the difference is only the means.

If he can capture the Manchu, Mongolian and Han soldiers at the same time, he will draw a gourd in the same way, and ask the Mongolian and Han soldiers to kill the Manchu soldiers. Those who go to Liangshan need to submit their names, and those who enter Taiping Camp also need to submit their names. People’s hearts are separated from the belly, and they continue to follow the path of these people, how dare to drive them boldly.

President Qian Li Fuguo, who was pointed at by Zhou Shixiang’s blade, was still standing there in a daze. Just when Zhou Shixiang was about to use this man’s head to shock the gang of soldiers, President Li Qian suddenly moved, but when he saw his body trembling with all his heart, then He waved his sword and rushed towards the flag soldiers.

Today’s situation is either the death of the flag soldier or the death of me! If you don’t want to die, you can only call them dead!

After slashing over a flag soldier who was too late to retreat, Li Fuguo shouted at his subordinates with a fierce face: “Brothers, kill the Tartars!”

“Kill Tartar, kill Tartar!”

General Qian’s leadership made the battalion soldiers no longer have any worries, and roared and rushed towards the flag soldiers who were helpless to fight back. Ask the person in front to kill, I still have to die if I don’t!

“I’m a Han, I’m a Han! You **** of the banner~www.readwn.com~ I’ll kill you all, let’s see if you dare to ride on my Han neck to **** and pee!”

One of Li Fuguo’s personal soldiers slashed at the flag soldiers who couldn’t even stretch their arms to block the sword. At the same time, he roared hoarsely. , blood and organs flowed all over the place as if they had been dismembered. This personal soldier looks like a fierce god, like a butcher, his hideous, twisted face is so terrifying under the reflection of the sun, so daunting.

The cries and screams of the bannermen turned Dongcheng into a **** on earth. Before dying, some bannermen issued a vicious curse: “The thieves and barbarians, you must die, and my lord will not let you go!”

“I even slaughtered your prince!”

After a battalion soldier with a scar on his face cut open the mouth of a flag soldier, he didn’t know whether it was because he killed the Han army flag that was usually fearful, or because he became very excited because he was able to survive, he laughed wildly, a pair of bloodshot His eyes kept glancing around, trying to find another flag soldier who wasn’t dead yet to practice his hand. In the sight, there was a flag soldier lying there and wailing, and his spirit was suddenly lifted. He was about to go forward, but the braid on the back of his head was mentioned, and then the voice of the bright general just now came: “The sword is good, What’s your name?”

“General Hui, the little one… the little one is called Wang Qi!”

Suddenly getting so close to General Ming, Wang Qi’s nervous voice stammered, and his mind was blank. When he was nervous, the Ming general patted him on the shoulder, then nodded in satisfaction, and instructed his subordinates: “This Wang Qi has a kind, so let’s call him a small flag.”