Chapter 502: The Qujing Massacre
Yunnan, Qujing Prefecture.
The fighting continued on the top of the city, but the sound of the fighting became smaller and smaller. When the last two Ming soldiers who were still fighting to the death were still fighting to the death, Qujing was lost after crying and shouting in despair. Tens of thousands of Qing troops rushed into the city with grim smiles. The corpses of Ming soldiers who died in battle were everywhere in the city, and the city soon came from the city.
The commander of the Qing army, Zhao Butai (also known as Zhuobutai), issued a city massacre order, which was his and his younger brother Obai who liked to do the most. He enjoyed the pleasure of this conquest and was happy to hear the screams and cries of the Han and barbarians.
As usual, all the living Han men in Qujing City became the targets of the Qing army's crazy slaughter. They rushed into the city like a tide and rushed towards the streets and alleys of Qujing. Wherever they went, the long swords in their hands kept slashing. Han people fell under their swords, and men who wanted to protect their wives and children died tragically in front of their relatives. Women who were so scared that they were lustful were dragged out of the house with a smile. Children holding their mothers tightly were cut off by their knives, and their spear tips penetrated their chests, and then excitedly waved in the air in the yard.
The atrocities of the Qing army made the unarmed Han men frightened. They did not dare to resist anymore, nor even blocked the door. They only knew that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed their heads and kept their heads slamming, and their faces were bloody. However, their begging did not give the beast in front of them any sympathy. In the end, the long sword that was slashed was slashed. When the head flew away from their bodies, there was no anger in the man's eyes, but only fear, and the broken voice, "Give us aside!"
A group of Qing soldiers slaughtered all the way from the alley. When they turned back, they were covered with corpses behind them, and those who were not dead were struggling in pain, moaning. A child who was only two or three years old sat on the ground without knowing anything. Next to him was his dead father, but he did not cry, but just looked at the arms that were only left with flesh and flesh hanging on his body.
"Please, return your daughter to me, return your daughter to me, I promise you whatever you want to do, I will sleep with you, I will sleep with you."
The robber's wife was shocked by her daughter's robber's wife. She hugged the Manchu officer wailingly and begged him to let his daughter go. As long as he could let his daughter go, she would do whatever she wanted!
The Manzhou officer did not kick the poor Han woman with his feet, but stared at the baby who was only a dozen days old in the cradle, and even saw a little joy on his face. Suddenly, he smiled happily. He pinched the chubby little face of the Han child with his bloody right hand, and then suddenly smashed the cradle onto the ground paved with bluestone.
"My daughter! Beast, beast!"
The woman went crazy. She let go of her hands holding the Manzhou officer and wanted to hug her daughter, whose head was bleeding, but her scalp tightened so she couldn't move at all, but her hair was called by the Manzhou officer.
"Let me go, let me go!"
The woman struggled desperately and beat the beast in front of her, but to no avail. She watched her clothes stripped naked by the beast in front of her, and then threw her to the ground. She spread her legs apart regardless of her pain, and then pressed on her like a huge rock.
The poor woman was tortured and violated by the Manzhou people one after another. Her heart was dead and her eyes became dull.
The woman was crazy, really crazy, but her head was always tilted. In her dull eyes, her daughter was silently wrapped in a swaddle cloth stained with blood.
The huge pain from his lower body made Qin unbearable pain. He glanced at him and saw blood flowing down his legs. He couldn't help but look pale. He heard that the Qing soldiers were approaching outside the courtyard. Qin couldn't help but feel confused and had no thoughts. He gritted his teeth and climbed out of the house. After seeing the well more than ten feet away, he didn't know where the strength came from, but he actually struggled to stand up and ran towards the well staggeredly.
"Haha, there is a big belly! Go and report to Mu Shenling, he likes the fresh placenta the most!"
As soon as Qin arrived at the edge of the well platform, three Qing soldiers rushed in outside the courtyard, laughing strangely and wanted to come and catch her. Because of fear, Qin screamed, touched her bulging belly, and jumped into the well without hesitation.
"Damn it, don't jump!"
The three Qing soldiers saw that the big-bellied woman was about to jump into the well and tried to stop her, but they were one step late. When they ran to the well, Qin had already jumped out of the well. They saw dark water splashing over the bottom of the well, silent in an instant. Only the black wellhead seemed to be sobbing silently, crying, and accusing.
"Bah, it's so fucking bad luck. I wouldn't have reported to Mu Shen for the first time."
A Qing soldier said dejectedly, when someone ran over outside the courtyard, it was Lord Mutaa, the leader of the Manzhou Provincial Government.
"Where is that big belly woman!"
Muta Ah was excitedly running into the yard, but found that there were only three Han soldiers there, and he couldn't help but get angry.
A Han army bit the bullet and told the story of the woman with a big belly jumping into the well. When Mutaa heard this, his face changed suddenly. When he walked to the well, he took a look from the well, but he grinned: "It's okay, I just died, the placenta is fresh. You three go down and catch me!"
"ah!"
Even though the three Han soldiers knew Mutaa's hobbies, they heard that Mutaa even ate the placenta of the dead, and their scalp was numb.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go down and grab it!"
Under Mutaa's coercion, the three Han soldiers had to bite the bullet and go down to the well to salvage. Seeing that Mutaa could not catch up for a while, he led the Manzhou soldiers who had followed him to a shop next door to search for goods. The shopkeepers and a few friends in the shop were all chopped over to the ground by Manzhou soldiers.
After searching for a while, after finding all the valuable things, Mutaa was about to leave, a manzhou soldier under his command found a Han boy in the cabinet, which seemed to be the youngest son of the shopkeeper. Mutaa was originally going to kill the Han boy, but seeing that he was pretty, he stopped the subordinates who were about to kill people, and ordered them to drag the Han boy out, and then all the soldiers under him went out.
The Han child was scared by his parents' death and was at mercy. After a while, the soldiers from Manzhou outside the house heard the crying of the child. After a while, they saw the gang leader walking out of the shop with his pants in satisfaction. Seeing the Han child in the house again, he hugged in the corner of the wall as if he was stupid. A soldier asked Mutaa if he wanted to kill the Han child. I don't know if Mutaa was very worried or had done a happy life just now, but he actually spared the life of the Han child.
After Qujing massacred the city, the Qing army withdrew from the city and forced the civilians to enter the city to collect corpses. A total of 54,800 corpses were obtained, including 1,254 naked women and 3,250 young children. When collecting the corpses, soldiers in the Green Camp had not entered the city before saw that there were many beautiful naked women, and they were lard and exposed their bodies. They wanted to. More than 6,000 young women in Qujing were taken back to the camp by the Qing army and took turns to ruin them day and night. Every day, women could not bear the humiliation and bit their tongues and committed suicide.
"In addition to the local governments, the Yunnan Prefectures in the east, the Lin'an, Qujing, Chengjiang, Xundian Prefectures in the west, and the Chuxiong, Wu'an, Yao'an, Dali and Yongchang Prefectures in the west, were everywhere and were robbed. For example, the clothing, food, property, and animal heads and animals were robbed, and it was no longer enough to say; the men and women were plundered, causing the separation and separation of the military and civilian parents, brothers, husbands and wives, and children. The elderly and disabled were captured, huddled and burned, and they were forced to be killed.
The silhouettes were filled with grain and silver, and the houses were burned and demolished, so that no one could finish their clothes, no body, no family, no family, no complaints. The military and civilians were hungry and died without vain. The area in Qujing and Yongchang was even more tragic. They were killed and the dead were tortured and soldiered, and there was no one around them. It really made Jia Sheng cry and could not paint all the clothes. I don’t know why the people of Yunnan were so extreme.” The memorial of Hong Chengchou, the governor of the five provinces.
Chapter completed!