The Anguo army suddenly fell from the sky, not only scaring the Tartar supervisors, but also the civilians were shocked. It was not until the soldiers raised their muskets and killed one Tartar after another that these civilians suddenly woke up.
Li Yong suddenly burst out, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and smashed it hard according to the supervisor's head.
After more than half a year of cruel labor, I developed a strong muscle and my strength was even more amazing. With a hit, the Tartar supervisor suddenly burst out his brain and fell to the ground. After a few convulsions, he was completely finished.
"Kill all the Tartars!"
Li Yong shouted at the top of his throat, as if he wanted to release all the anger in his heart. He rushed in front of everyone, swung the wooden stick in his hand, and knocked down two Tartars one after another.
At this time, the other civilians also woke up, and those who had wronged avenge and revenge were revenge. This was the time for avenge. They picked up wooden sticks and stones and smashed them towards the Tartars.
There were less than a thousand people in charge of the Qing Dynasty who supervised the workers, but as for the civilians, they had 20,000 to 30,000. These people rebelled, and the Tartars instantly became prey and were chased and beaten everywhere.
It would be fine if it was shot dead by An Guojun. Once it fell into the civilians, these people would use stones to smash the Tartars into meat sauce. Some even bit the Tartars, tear off a piece of bloody meat, and then swallow it in two bites. Their hatred for the Tartars can be seen!
These Tartars were not on the front line troops at all, and were suddenly attacked and vulnerable. Lu Mingyue and Zou Tong were more concerned about the tomb of wild boar skin.
They walked along the way on the 108-level stone steps. The terrain gradually grew higher, the mountains were swaying, the mountains were towering, the mountains were buried, the water was rounded, the red walls of the buildings, the golden tiles were shining, the buildings were magnificent, majestic, quiet and solemn. It was a majestic atmosphere.
Zou Tong watched and was amazed: "Capitol Commander Lu, I didn't expect that the Tartars really understood Feng Shui. The old slave buried this place where the dragon vein was. Maybe his descendants really have the fate of becoming emperors and dominating the world!"
Lu Mingyue sneered: "So what? When we get to our hands, the old slave will have no life. I get angry when I look at these pavilions and towers. I don't know how many Han people are piled up!"
"People come! I've lit them all!"
With a command, soldiers rushed over and lit all the palaces and pavilions on both sides. There were still unfinished places, and the remaining pine trees were also lit.
The flames were scorching, and the wood was dripping with grease. Soon, the whole Fuling turned into a huge torch. It was burning, and the flames reddished everyone's face.
Lu Mingyue stood on the steps and stared at the men below.
"I ask you, do you hate the Tartars?"
"Hate, hate them!"
"Okay, there is a chance to take revenge in front of me. Do you see? Under the pile of soil behind me, I'm burying my coffin, digging it out for me, whipping the corpse hard. Do you want to?"
Throw the grave and dig the grave!
And it was the tomb of the emperor. The civilians were all hesitant, but at this time Li Yong suddenly jumped out.
"Mr. Jun. There is nothing I dare to do. Wild boar skin is nothing. In order to build a tomb for him, many people were exhausted. Can you count clearly? Even if I try my best to do this, I will dig out the old slave!"
Li Yong said as he grabbed a shovel and rushed towards the imperial tomb's closure. When the villagers behind him saw it, they gritted their teeth and shouted loudly: "We do it!"
These people grabbed all the tools they could use and started to attack the wild boar skin grave.
The city was bustling outside, and finally alarmed the Tartars inside the city.
Nowadays, most of the officials of the Qing Dynasty have entered the customs, and those who are left outside the customs are all old, weak, sick and disabled. However, among the group of people, the weak, sick and disabled, there are also big figures, that is Prince Li Daishan.
As the most respected figure among the Qing royal family, Daishan was also a powerful figure in his early years and almost obtained the highest authority of the Qing Dynasty. However, after he was old, Huang Taiji suppressed Daishan and left this old brother unemployed at home.
However, Dai Shan also survived tenaciously with Xiaoqiang's vitality. The other princes and princes, Beile, died one by one, but this old guy was still very moist.
Daishan originally wanted to go to Beijing to enjoy his fortune, but he caught a cold at the beginning of the year and delayed it. In addition, smallpox in the pass was rampant, Daishan did not leave for a long time, but stayed in Shengjing. Perhaps this is called full of evil deeds!
Although his body is still strong, Daishan is like all the elderly. His hands and face are covered with age spots, his eyes are turbid, and he bent over and hunched back. The pain left by his early battles occurred from time to time. His old and sick body is more effective than the weather forecast.
"Oh, I'm afraid it's going to rain again tomorrow or the next day, and the bones hurt so much!"
"Mafa, my grandson heard that the Guannei is warm and good for you. Let's move to Guannei as soon as possible!" The person who spoke was Daishan's grandson Chang Adaye, who was the eldest son of Mandahai, and he was only seven years old today. Since Mandahai died in northern Henan, Daishan has kept him by his side and raised him personally.
Listening to his grandson's words, Dai Shan smiled: "After all, I'm a child, I'm looking forward to the world of flowers in the pass. Grandson, do you know that your father died in the pass?"
"Know."
"Then are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid, my grandson will be a great hero like Mafa and Ama, conquer all Nikans, let them be slaves, and always obey our orders!"
"Okay, OK!"
Dai Shan laughed: "This is worthy of being a member of the Aisin Gioro family. He is ambitious. Grandpa, I will take you to the inner palace in a few days. I will wait for you to reach the age of thirteen or fourteen to fight on the battlefield and make contributions to the country!"
Suddenly, a crackling sound came from afar, and Daishan frowned.
"What's going on? It's not like the New Year or the Festival, where can I set off firecrackers? Why is so bold and more lively than in our palace?"
Chang Adai hurriedly said, "Grandpa, let the servants check it now!"
Before they could move, suddenly there was a panic outside and hurriedly came in. As soon as they saw Dai Shan, they knelt on the ground.
"Old prince, something is wrong. Ming army is coming!"
"What? I didn't hear it clearly, please say it again!"
"Prince, a group of Ming troops came from outside the city. They had already arrived in Fuling with the banner of An Guojun!"
Daishan was so scared by the sudden news that he shook all over and almost fell to the ground.
"You, you dog slave, the Ming army is far away in the pass. How could they kill you? You even arrived at your father's tomb? You are talking nonsense!"
Dai Shan trembled, grabbed the crutch, and then beat the guy up.
"Prince, I dare not lie, it's true!"
"I asked you to talk nonsense. I asked you to talk nonsense!"
Dai Shan didn't believe it yet, and was still beating this guy hard. At this time, two more people rushed in from outside, both of them were princes left behind and immediately knelt in front of Dai Shan.
"Prince, Minggou is here to kill him, and they also shot the arrow books onto the city. Please check it out!"
Dai Shan calmed down at this time, I'm afraid the matter was true! He grabbed the letter and opened it and read it carefully.
"Listen to the Tatars, I led the heavenly soldiers and generals to Liaodong. There was only one thing I did, that was to dig the graves and dig the graves. Take out the old slave's body, whip it ten thousand times, and also dig out Huang Taiji's body and soak it in the manure water.
You have done so many evil things. This is the retribution from God. Sooner or later, you will be slaughtered all of you to comfort the innocent and victimized Han soldiers and civilians. If your grandson in the city is still alive, go to the city as soon as possible. You can still see the last side of the old slave. Don’t say that you are not prepared for anything!”
Before Daishan finished reading it, he shivered all over and almost fainted.
"Hurry, help me to the top of the city."
The subordinates nodded quickly and supported Dai Shan together and walked quickly to the top of Chenyang City. Looking up at the distance, they saw a fire in the east of the city, and all the Fuling was shrouded in it.
Seeing this scene, Dai Shan didn't breathe and fainted. The Tartars were in a hurry and quickly patted their chests, pinched the people and pressed their backs. It took Dai Shan a long time to wake up.
The old guy suddenly burst into tears: "Father, your son is unfilial, so you can't sleep well. Your son is guilty!" As he said that, Dai Shan got up, kowtowed, and his head touched the hard wall bricks.
"Your Majesty, don't do this. Now the most urgent task is to drive Minggou away. There must be no trouble in the mausoleum of the late emperor. If Minggou opens the coffin and kills the corpse, I am afraid that even the Lord Longsheng and the Regent will not be able to bear it!"
"Yes, yes! This is reasonable. Arrange personnel quickly and rush out for me. Be sure to keep the tomb." Dai Shan looked around and the old guy sadly discovered that there was no available general, old, young, how could he lead the troops!
Dai Shan suddenly straightened his back and said loudly: "Although Ben Wan is old, he is not moving yet. Come and prepare me for a dress. If I sacrifice my life, I will keep my father's corpse!"
Dai Shan shouted, but none of the others dared to speak. The old prince who was wandering around while charging forward was just looking for death!
At this time, a middle-aged man stood up and helped Dai Shan.
"Ama, let your son go." The person who spoke was Daishan's five sons, Balama. Among Daishan's many sons, Balama was a very mediocre one. However, he could only let him fight.
Dai Shan held his son's hand and said, "Listen, protecting the tomb of the former emperor is the first priority. Don't be greedy for merit or timid. Take courage. Minggou will definitely be exhausted when he comes from a long way. You are so comfortable waiting for your hard work. No one can win!"
Balama nodded. Shengjing had no more regular troops, so she had to gather all the coat slaves from each family and gathered more than 2,000 people.
Balama led them out of Chenyang in chaos. Old Daishan stood at the top of the city and watched the battle for his son.
At this time, a war drum sounded on the opposite side, and the soldiers of the Anguo Army took neat steps and pressed towards Chenyang. Although there were not many people, the queue was neat, and each soldier was majestic and full of energy.
Lu Mingyue even looked at the situation of the Tartars. When she saw the chaotic team, she couldn't help but smile and said, "The Tartars are delivering food to us again. Everyone stands up and prepares to kill the Tartars!"
Balama stood in front. He really didn't know how to fight, but when he thought that his grandfather's grave was about to be dug, he couldn't bear it, and his heart was filled with anger.
"Follow me and kill Guangming Dog!"
"Kill the Dog of Bright!"
Amid the scrambling clamors, these Tartars rushed towards the Anguo Army's phalanx.
"shooting!"
Bang, bang, bang!
When the gunshots sounded, dozens of Tartars in the front row were killed. The gunshots were round after round, and there was no way to send out. A dense rain of bullets formed the notes of death, and the Tartars kept falling down the horse.
Balama suddenly looked around and suddenly felt that half of the people around him were missing. At this time, his head became much cooler, and he immediately thought about retreating. At first, he didn't know that everything was too late.
A shot happened to hit his back heart, the bullet penetrated his armor, and the heart exploded out of his former heart, and Balama died on the spot.
In the charge just now, more than a hundred people had died, and the leader was killed again. The rest of the people were scared to death and ran away.
"Chasing, don't let the Tartars go!"
Suddenly, An Guojun rushed up with his butt, using bullets when he was away, and using bayonets when he was close, and the Tartars fell in pieces, which was easier than shooting a target.
They chased the city all the way, and the Tartars had fled in in a hurry. Dai Shan, who was watching the battle at the top of the city, clearly saw that his son was picked on the flagpole, and blood was still flowing on his chest.
Dai Shan rolled his eyes and fainted again.
Now the Tartars on the city wall were even more anxious and hurriedly tried their best. After another quarter of an hour, Omega and Dai Shan woke up slowly. The old man was lucky.
"Prince, the Ming Dog outside is shouting!"
Dai Shan listened with his ears and heard a shout outside the city: "Old Dog Dai Shan, look quickly. Your son is dead. Don't you want to steal the body back? If you haven't sent troops for an hour, chop him up and feed him to the dog!"
"Prince, what do you think should you do?"
A trace of light flashed in Dai Shan's turbid old eyes. He suddenly got up, reached the top of the city, looked down, and after looking for a while, Dai Shan sighed: "Don't worry, guard Shengjing, this group of Ming troops should not compete!"
No matter how much the outside of the city was yelling, Dai Shan had no movement, and Lu Mingyue frowned immediately. An Guojun had only 500 people, so it was not easy to attack a strong city.
"Old guy Daishan couldn't come out. I can really calm down. I just depend on how long you can hold on!"
"Captain Lu, I dug up the coffin of Lao Nu!"
Lu Mingyue immediately smiled happily: "Hurry up, carry the old slave's coffin over. I want to open the coffin and kill the corpse in front of the Tartars!"
After an hour, forty war horses rushed over with a special carriage. On the carriage was placed a huge black dragon coffin, surrounded by blue dragons and white tigers, which were magnificent. This huge and gloomy wooden coffin contained the executioner who slaughtered the Han people in Liaodong, the old slave wild boar skin!
"Daishan, open your dog's eyes and see, this is your father. Now I will let you father and son meet again!"
Chapter completed!