Relying on a row of tall walls were hundreds of ragged men. There was a stout man on the east side, with a rude appearance and a scar over three inches on his face, close to the bottom of his left eye, which was hideous and terrifying.

The man looked around, took out a piece of cake from his arms, and bit it in big mouthfuls. This was stolen by him while eating. The best food in the city was given to the Tartars. They could only eat coarse food and could not fill their stomachs.

Seeing this pancake, all the other men couldn't help swallowing their saliva, but due to the strength of the great man, they didn't dare to make any decisions, so they turned their heads one after another and pretended not to see it.

The man swallowed most of the cake in two mouthfuls. Suddenly, there was a noise in the corner of the street. Two Tartars dragged an older man over. The man was covered in whip marks and his back was even more bloody.

The Tartars threw the man in front of the big guy with force, and everyone present couldn't help dodging backwards.

"You all listen. Lord Tuhai has an order to make you be honest and serve the Qing Dynasty. If you dare to be lazy, this will be your end!"

After the Tartars finished speaking, they turned around and left. The other men looked at each other. Only the big man stood up, helped the old man up on the ground, and delivered the remaining half of the cake to his mouth.

“Eat.”

The old man forced his eyes to open, and tears mixed with blood flowed down.

"Thank you, I'll kowtow to you!"

"Don't!" The big man hurriedly held the old man down and sighed, "I understand. With these Tartars, we can't do it!"

Before the big man could finish his speech, a sinister voice suddenly sounded from the side: "You are really right!"

The two Tartars returned and sneered: "You are really kind-hearted. But I tell you, those who dare to say that the Qing Dynasty are not the same these days, you are just seeking death!"

The whip was swinged, and with a snap, a blood mark appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. This also aroused his anger, and the bull's eyes were filled with the light of hatred.

"Dog Tartars, you robbed my home. You robbed my business and asked me to work hard for you. Let me tell you. I have enough of it, and I will kill me if I have the ability!"

"Hmph, good boy, I have a little bit of a thief. Let me tell you. The Qing Dynasty is the heaven. The Regent is the will of heaven. We are almost all heavenly soldiers and generals. Do you dare to say bad things about the Qing Dynasty? Do you still want to live!"

Slap sex!

The whip with cowhide was whipped like raindrops, and blood marks covered the man's back. But he was also tough and didn't say a word.

The Tartars were not satisfied with the fight. They pulled out their swords and sneered: "God can't save you. Die!"

The knife was raised and was about to fall. All the civilians in the corner closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at them.

"Slow down!"

The knife cut halfway, and another Tartar suddenly grabbed him, his face changed color, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak.

"What's wrong? Are you infected?"

The Tartar couldn't speak, but just raised his finger and pointed to the sky. The Tartar, who was about to chop people, suddenly raised his head, and a few colorful pieces of paper fell down, just hitting his face.

"What, what!"

After grasping it, he knew a few Chinese characters, and he saw it: Eliminate all the Tartars and do the way for heaven!

"Who voted for this? I'm afraid of death!"

He was shouting, but as soon as he looked up, he found a huge ball floating by in the sky, floating from above, and countless pieces of paper fell.

"Then, what is that?"

The Tartars had never seen hot air balloons. They didn't know how anyone could fly in the sky if they wanted to break their heads. Are they gods? Thinking of this, the Tartars were cold all over.

"Hahaha, God really has a decree, God has issued an order!" The old man who was dragged over knew the words. He couldn't help but grab the flyer on the ground and shouted loudly: "God has a decree, the Tartars are finished, An** is here to kill, and His Highness the King of Liao is here too! Resist the rebellion and kill all the Tartars, and those who have wronged are revenge! The villagers, the grievances of everyone, finally there is a place to say!"

The old man shouted at the top of his lungs, and the big man had quietly climbed up from the ground. He tried his best to hit the Tartars' back, and the Tartars who had just beaten him fell to the ground.

He rushed up a few steps, grabbed the whip on the ground, and the cowhide whip strangled the Tartars' neck.

"Go to death for grandpa!"

With both hands, the whip penetrated deep into the flesh. The Tartars couldn't breathe and rolled their eyes.

"Han Dog, you dare to commit a crime!"

The stunned Tartars on the side also woke up and hurriedly pulled out their waist knife to see the big man.

He had just taken a step but suddenly stopped. In front of him, hundreds of civilians who had just curled up by the wall suddenly stood up. They had no weapons, but the blazing flames in their eyes made people shudder!

I don’t know who suddenly shouted, and everyone rushed up.

"Kill the Tartars and do the way for heaven!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, these civilians got up from the ground, with only two dark red blood stains in front of them, and traces of people could be vaguely seen.

The scarred man stood in front of everyone, holding a bloody pickaxe in his hand, and said loudly: "Young and young men, if you have the guts, follow me to kill the Tartars!"

"Yes, no one is old, let's kill the Tartars together!"

These people shouted and rushed towards the streets. They were like small streams. There were more and more angry people in the city. Everyone gathered together, and they were a torrent that could flood the Tartars.

There were shouts of killing everywhere and firelights everywhere. The Tartars were just trying their best to deal with An**, and at this time, countless people rushed out from behind, including kitchen knives, shovels, hoes, and wooden sticks. They waved them and became the deadliest weapon. Wherever the people passed, they were all dark red.

The Tartars were frightened for the first time. They ruled the Daming Mansion and naively thought that the people wanted to listen to them and could be at their mercy. It was not until then that they suddenly realized that they were sitting on the crater, but it was too late. The volcano had erupted!

An** used fifty hot air balloons, but due to the influence of the wind direction, only thirty-seven hot air balloons successfully flew to the Tartars' heads. There were only three or four hundred ammunition dropped, only more than one hundred Tartars were killed, and only more than 20,000 leaflets were thrown down.

In terms of actual results, it is not very good, but the shock in my heart is hard to describe!

How many Tartars and ordinary people can't imagine that people can fly into the sky. But An** did it, and they can only explain it as a miracle!

There is nothing to fight against people. But fighting against gods is only a dead end! In an instant, the Tartars in the city all had the terrifying impression of being invincible, and the morale of the sea of ​​maps was bursting into pieces and quickly pouring out. Moreover, the Tianhe River poured down and was out of control.

The Tartars fighting fiercely at the city wall threw away their weapons and turned around to escape. An ** followed the gap and easily seized the city wall and launched a ruthless massacre.

Muskets, cannons, and grenades all sounded together, and the sound was earth-shaking! Without the cover of the city wall, An**'s firepower advantage was all shown, and the battle almost turned into a one-sided massacre.

The people in the city are the last straw that crushed the Tartars. The Tartars can rule the vast land of China with only hundreds of thousands of species. In addition to the surrender of traitors and landlords and shameless literati, there is another point, that is, fear!

The common people become cowardly because of fear and become slaughtered! How much resentment is hidden in their hearts is hidden in the deepest part.

Now, there are so many flyers suddenly falling from the sky, and God’s will!

These four words dispelled the fear of the people and gave them the courage to truly resist. This courage also had an unparalleled effect. Countless people shouted and rushed towards the Tartars.

The torrent was unstoppable. In a blink of an eye, the Tartar stars in the city fell and scattered. Under the internal and external suppression, it decreased rapidly, and there was no chance of escape.

Tuhai was holding a waist knife in his hand, and he had already curled his blade, and he didn't know how many deserters he had cut down.

"Fan Chuan, you are all warriors of the Qing Dynasty. Come back for me and kill Guangming Dog!"

"Hmph, dog Tartar, you are the damn person!"

Wu Huanju shouted loudly, holding a bayonet in his hand, and stabbed Tu Hai hard in his chest.

Tuhai hurriedly swung his knife to block it, but he was already exhausted. He paused the bayonet for a moment, but it still stabbed as fast as lightning. Tuhai had a triangular eye on his shoulder.

The tip of the bayonet had been fed poison, and the lead was inserted into the flesh. There was no pain, but instead a burst of numbness.

"not good!"

Tuhai immediately guessed that the bayonet was poisonous, and he didn't dare to fight, so he turned around and ran away. Wu Huan raised his lips and sneered, he wouldn't let Tuhai go!

"Tartars, just die obediently!"

Tuhai stumbled and ran in front, and Wu Huanju followed closely with his soldiers behind him. The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, Tuhai's legs became heavier and heavier. Every step he took had to bear great pain!

He happened to run to a corner of the street and hurriedly turned in. At this moment, a group of civilians carrying various weapons rushed over.

Tuhai sneered at the corner of his mouth: "The tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by a dog. I'm not afraid of you. Let me go!"

The scar-faced man was also shocked when he saw Tu Hai who was covered in blood and looked like a ghost. The guy rushed towards him again. The scar-faced man wanted to retreat, but the brothers behind him were all the same. He gritted his teeth and became cruel!

"I don't know who will die!"

The pickaxe hit the knife, not as violent as Mars hit the earth. Just a moment, Tuhai's knife flew up. The scarred man finally smiled. He waved his hand suddenly and the pickaxe hit the bottom of Tuhai. He heard a scream that even a ghost could not make. Tuhai fell heavily to the ground, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and it hurt to death. He probably never expected that he would fall into the hands of a group of civilians.

On the other side, hundreds of Anxie generals surrounded Tong Tulai. There were only a dozen defeated soldiers around this guy. Gunshots rang out and another group fell down.

Tong Tulai looked at Sifang blankly, and he was the only one who was standing, lonely, terrifying, horrified, hatred, and all kinds of negative emotions flashed across his face.

"ah!"

Tong Tulai screamed in pain and raised his knife to rush towards An**.

The gunshots rang out again, and leads turned into clusters of blood, blooming on his body, and his flesh and blood were blown away, and holes as big as fists penetrated his body.

Tong Tulai knelt softly on the ground, and his vitality completely disappeared!

From the beginning of the attack, in less than two days, An** broke the Daming Prefecture, wiped out tens of thousands of Tartars, and completely opened the road to the north to aid Handan.

...

"Your Majesty, the old minister is sincere and I will cry and report it!"

He Tengjiao knelt in front of Zhu Cilang, tears flowing, and his whole body trembled.

Zhu Cixuan hurriedly asked someone to help He Tengjiao up and said with a smile: "Hebutang, you are an old minister of the court and the pillar of the Ming Dynasty, why are you so sad?"

"Oh, old minister, old minister wishes he could die, but he had no face to see the previous emperors of all dynasties, so he survived. It was all the incompetent officials and others who could not refute those beasts without a king or a father, which made Your Majesty humiliate. I beg the Lord to punish him!"

Listening to He Tengjiao's words, Zhu Cilang couldn't help but shed tears. Just yesterday, the Zhongzhou Forum had sent the latest newspaper copy, and they attributed more than 20 future policy outlines.

It includes regulations that restrict imperial power, power and people, realities of the monarch, cabinet responsibility system, etc., as well as the proposition of innovating society such as widespread education, emphasis on industry and commerce, development of overseas, and equal importance of civil and military affairs. In particular, it emphasizes the equality of power and obligations. From the emperor to the landlord, no one can have power beyond the law!

In addition to these, there is another special regulation, that is, during the implementation of the new policy, the Liao king must act as the ruling power to ensure a smooth transition.

Huang Zongxi and the others had already started calling this set of things, but they really became consensus and took them out, but they were not at the same level. To be honest, since Qin Shihuang, the monarchy that has always been superior has been completely abolished, and at the same time, the scholar group has reached a critical moment of life and death.

"Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that the imperial edict should be issued immediately, disband the Zhongzhou Forum, arrest Huang Zongxi and other culprits, and behead them all."

Zhu Cixuan smiled bitterly: "He Butang, what kind of force Gu Zhenhua is, can these be done?"

"Yes!" He Tengjiao said firmly: "Your Majesty, General Huang Degong is the only remaining one in the four towns in Jiangbei. He should still be loyal to the emperor. In addition, Mrs. Qin's white-rod soldiers and tens of thousands of imperial guards, as long as he moves, he may not be able to accomplish anything!"

Zhu Cilang thought for a moment, but waved his hand and said, "Now An** is fighting with the Tartars. No matter whether it can succeed or not, once it affects the war ahead, we will become sinners forever. I must not agree! Hebutang, it is rare that the Zhu family has lost their virtues and the Liao King can still retain my throne. Besides, what they call limiting power may not be a good thing. Didn't the Supreme Taoist Lord say: "Only the body is the body, and then the body is the first!"

He Tengjiao was full of anxiety and wanted to advise him, but Zhu Cixuan didn't want to listen at all, so he waved his hand and asked him to withdraw. He Tengjiao had no choice but to return to Kaifeng overnight and found Fan Keqin.
Chapter completed!