Watch Fairy Tail Episode 173: The Truth Comes Out of the Barrel of the Gun
Episode 173 The truth comes out of the barrel of a gun
"Xiang Your Majesty! Princess!"
A voice suddenly broke out from the group of prisoners of war.
Xiang Xiaoqiang, Zheng Yucong, and all the officials and officers of the Northern Qing Dynasty all looked in that direction.
Among the dozen prisoners of war in front of the barracks, one of them straightened his neck, his face flushed, staring intently at Xiang Xiaoqiang. His chest was heaving violently, his lips were trembling, and his expression was quite strange, or rather... tragic.
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at him and said softly:
"how?"
"My lord, they are all in the mine labor camp!"
the young man shouted loudly.
Xiang Xiaoqiang's heart sank - sure enough! Just as he thought, the prisoners of war were all sent to labor camps to be slaves!
At the same time, his heart was suddenly filled with a hot feeling - finally a brother shouted the truth.
The young prisoner of war himself burst into tears and shouted with sadness and anger:
"Master Xiang, our life there was worse than pigs and dogs... They didn't let us tell the truth. They said that when we see you, we have to speak according to the instructions, otherwise..."
Before he could finish speaking, two Qing soldiers immediately pounced on him, twisted his arms and forced him to the ground.
Zheng Yucong pointed at the two Qing soldiers, turned to the Northern Qing officer and screamed:
"Let him go! Let him go!! Do you hear me!!!"
Several officers and officials from the Northern Qing Dynasty looked at all this indifferently, and several of them laughed.
Another Qing soldier threw a rope, and the Qing soldier holding the prisoner of war strangled him in the mouth. The young prisoner of war kept working hard to spit out the rope, and continued to shout intermittently:
"We were singled out... Others are not human anymore... Bah! Many people are dead... ah!!"
He rushed towards Xiaoqiang, knocking one of the Qing soldiers to the ground, and he also fell to the ground. The other Qing soldier was startled, a little confused, and tried to pounce on Xiaoqiang, but he was a little confused.
Hesitant, because Xiang Xiaoqiang has a special status after all. He just heard again that the emperor's biological brother is still in Nanming. If Xiang Xiaoqiang makes a mistake...
But he was worried, Xiang Xiaoqiang had no scruples, he got up in a hurry, and then rushed towards him, using his elbow and throwing it, using all the strength of his body, the Qing soldier also fell to the ground.
Everyone around was shocked. The two reporters from the Northern Qing Dynasty reacted and immediately set up their cameras and camcorders and pointed the lens at Xiaoqiang. Several Qing soldiers nearby also came up to catch him.
Xiang Xiaoqiang reacted faster, picked up a Qing soldier's rifle, pulled the bolt with a bang, and aimed it at the two reporters.
The two reporters from Beijing Qing Dynasty shouted, and the machines on their shoulders fell to the ground. They did not hesitate and raised their hands.
Xiang Xiaoqiang gasped, and a flash of pleasure flashed in his heart: After all, he was an official reporter "within the system" and had no professionalism at all. Before he could do anything to them, they threw away the machine. Unfortunately, he
This kind of barbaric behavior is such a good propaganda material for the Northern Qing Dynasty! However, it is impossible to expect such "reporters within the system" to risk their own lives in order to take precious shots.
The prisoner on the ground tore off the rope from his mouth, trembled with excitement, got up, and shouted:
"To your lord!"
"Keep talking!" Xiang Xiaoqiang held his rifle, looked around at the officers and Qing soldiers present, and said coldly, "Tell me the truth!"
The surrounding Beiqing officials and military officers were all dumbfounded at this moment, looking at the situation in front of them, unable to believe their eyes. Zheng Yucong's face was pale, her hands covered her mouth, her eyes were wide open, and she stared at Xiang Xiaoqiang without blinking.
Exuding adoration without fear.
The two Qing soldiers who were knocked down by Xiang Xiaoqiang on the ground also covered their faces and slowly got up. Seeing this posture, they didn't need any orders from their superiors and crawled directly to their own team, far away from Xiang Xiaoqiang.
A dozen other Qing soldiers were also stunned and looked at each other. Some reached for the gun slings on their shoulders and hesitated, wondering whether they should take off the guns. They were also afraid that if they held the guns in their hands, they would
Stimulate Xiang Xiaoqiang to shoot himself.
Xiang Xiaoqiang was so confident that no matter how many soldiers and guns he saw, he still didn't dare to touch him.
The young prisoner of war next to him risked his life and said loudly with a cry:
"This copper mine is like a slave camp. Each person has to carry 3,500 kilograms of ore a day. If he can't carry it, he will be whipped with a belt, kicked by the guards with leather shoes, and burned with cigarette butts... There are only two buns at noon, and there is gruel in the morning and evening... I just came here at that time.
It was winter,
The brothers only have the clothes they are wearing. This is Mongolia, which is several times colder than the Ming Dynasty. It can freeze your fingers. They don’t give us clothes... hundreds of brothers can’t survive the winter... they all died.
…I don’t know how many brothers are disabled by the cold…”
Xiang Xiaoqiang's chest trembled, still aiming the short gun, and asked hoarsely:
"So, there are no longer 6,312 brothers?"
"Six thousand?" the prisoner of war cried, "certainly not six thousand... The brothers who surrendered in our division at that time were counted as less than eight thousand when they first came... I don't know... Anyway, after more than half a year,
Those who were tortured to death, and those who were tortured and crippled were worth more than a thousand at least..."
"Eight thousand?!"
Zheng Yucong screamed in surprise, staring at Xiang Xiaoqiang.
Xiang Xiaoqiang's brain exploded and he was stunned for a long time. He breathed desperately and recovered the thinking function of his brain. So, there were not 6,000 prisoners of war at the beginning, but 8,000 prisoners of war! The statistics were wrong from the beginning!
After the Battle of the Southern Suburbs, after clearing the battlefield where the Sixth Division of the Eight Banners ambush, the statistics obtained by the Ming army were probably more than 6,000 prisoners. A few months later, they contacted the Beiqing, and the Beiqing gave
The number was 6,312 prisoners of war, which was exactly the same as the statistics of the Ming army, so they approved it!
Now it seems that the number of prisoners of war given by the Northern Qing Dynasty to the Southern Ming Dynasty is the number after excluding the prisoners of war who died in the winter!
Xiang Xiaoqiang's chest heaved violently, furious. He immediately moved the muzzle of the gun towards the most senior officer, the commander of the prisoner of war camp, and said grimly:
"Is that what happened?"
The prisoner of war camp commander faced the muzzle of the gun, and the sweat on his head suddenly dropped. But he was still able to speak in a speechless manner:
"General Xiang... don't act recklessly, you need to calm down..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang bared his teeth and smiled:
"I'm calm."
The prisoner-of-war camp commander calmed himself down and said with a forced smile:
"General Xiang, that's not the case at all... You have to listen to me... There are so many of us, and the dignified Lieutenant Colonel of the Qing Army, will we still lie to you?... General Xiang, let me tell you, that man is cheating on us
The commander of the prisoner of war camp was dissatisfied because he...he incited the prisoners of war to escape many times. When I criticized him, he became resentful towards me and developed hatred towards the officers and soldiers of the entire prisoner of war camp..."
"You fart!" The prisoner of war pointed at him and cursed angrily, "Did I incite my brothers to escape? Many times? This is the hinterland of Beiqing, thousands of miles away from the Ming Dynasty. Even if I escape, where can I escape?
?We are not stupid! There are several big pits with dozens of people in the mine! Those are all brothers who died in your hands!"
"Joke!" the prisoner-of-war camp commander crossed his chest, shook his head and laughed, "What you said is not worth refuting at all. It sounds false! Oh, there are several big pits with dozens of people, so wouldn't that be hundreds of people?
Are all dead? There are only a few thousand people in total. If a few hundred people die, wouldn’t it mean that every squad and every platoon of you has recognized them?
If someone you know dies, then you have rebelled a long time ago!... Everyone has eyes, and General Xiang and Princess Xiang also have eyes. No matter how good we are to you, they have seen it! If others don't make trouble, you are the one making trouble.
, are you the only one among these thousands of people who tells the truth? Everyone else tells lies? "
The prisoner of war shouted:
"You picked us out a few days ago and asked us to cooperate with you in acting, just because we are not skinny and have no scars on our faces and hands, so we look better! But among thousands of brothers, there are still some like us
In this case, you can only pick out a few hundred! Otherwise, why would you hide those thousands of brothers from Lord Xiang and the princess?"
"Because our copper mine involves state secrets, you can't just look at it whenever you want!"
Zheng Yucong immediately caught his words and asked:
"Listen, after all, our brothers were forced to work in the mines as hard labor! Didn't you say no?"
The officer's face turned red and he was speechless for a moment. Another Beiqing official immediately said:
"Princess, General Xiang, we are not forcing them to work. They work in the mine voluntarily!"
"Ha, what a joke! Are you willing to do hard labor to show me?"
The official continued to speak calmly:
"Let me explain...it's not hard labor, it's some very light labor, auxiliary labor...They are indeed voluntary...because we don't let them do it for nothing, we give them a salary, each person per month...uh, ten
A big ocean... They all want to make some money..."
The prisoner of war couldn't stand it anymore. He took off his shirt with a bang, exposing his scarred back and chest to everyone, and said:
"Look, did these scars grow on my own? And the cigarette butt burns on my arms were also caused by me?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang glanced at the old wounds on his body and knew what was going on. Then he coldly held the gun and aimed at them.
Several Beiqing officials looked gloomy and looked at each other. Then another official said:
"So what if you take off your clothes? If we don't abuse you, we don't abuse you! Our Qing army is known as the 'Thousand Division Army'. It is universally recognized that our officers and soldiers have very strict military discipline... How can we beat people casually? They are prisoners of war.
They disobeyed discipline, had quarrels with our officers and soldiers, and exchanged words with each other.
There was some physical contact due to pushing and shoving... But our officers and soldiers definitely did not hit anyone... Each prisoner of war did have some of these scars, but we have investigated in detail and found that they were all caused by prisoners of war fighting each other.
The attack has absolutely nothing to do with our officers and soldiers..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang interrupted him and asked with a sneer:
"Ten oceans per person per month? It's not low. It's more than our assembly line workers in the Ming Dynasty earn. Six thousand people, ten oceans per person per month. Haha, okay, let them take out five hundred thousand oceans.
Check it out!"
The official was stunned for a moment, choked up and speechless. He didn't know how to deal with it. He wanted to say, "The wages have not been paid out yet, but are being saved for the prisoners of war and will be paid out in one lump sum when they are repatriated." But he then
I'm afraid that my words will cause me to incur a debt of 500,000 yuan...
He licked his lips and hesitated:
"General Xiang, if you have something to say, put down your gun first..."
A large group of officials around also echoed:
"That's right, Xiang General, put down the gun first, put down the gun first..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at Zheng Yucong, and then at the brave brother next to him, analyzing in his mind what the consequences would be if he put down his gun.
It's getting later and later, and they can't hold this gun forever. If they put down the gun, they can't do anything to themselves, nor can they do anything to Zheng Yucong. They still have to treat themselves to dinner and a place to sleep. But, once
If they put down their guns, the situation here will no longer be under their control. They will immediately drive these prisoners of war away and no longer let themselves hear their words.
Xiang Xiaoqiang did not put down the gun, but pulled the bolt again and said loudly:
"Brothers, if you have anything else, tell me now! Speak boldly! You can go back to Daming with me in two days! I will always be here these two days, you have nothing to be afraid of!"
I called both sides, but no one answered.
The officer in the prisoner of war camp sneered:
"There's no point in inciting him any more. I told you before that he was talking nonsense. You've seen that no one paid attention to him for a long time."
The prisoner next to him said:
"Sir, I don't blame the brothers. They threatened us in advance. The repatriation of prisoners of war is divided into four batches. Those of us brothers who were selected for acting will be the last batch to return to the Ming Dynasty! They said that if we don't behave well this time
If you cooperate, we will all die of illness in Beiqing during this period, and no one will want to go back! Brothers all want to go home, and none of them want to die in Beiqing... Everyone thinks that after we go back, we can tell the truth about anything.
Come out, why rush?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang nodded and understood. No wonder the prisoners of war in this "model prisoner of war camp" were so cooperative. No wonder there was only one person like this who jumped out and shouted the truth.
"Brother, what's your name?"
he asked.
The young prisoner of war replied:
"Sir, the younger one's name is Zhang Liansheng!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang nodded:
"Okay, Zhang Liansheng, I will remember you. When the first batch of prisoners of war returns to Nanming in two days, I want you to come with us."
The officer in the prisoner of war camp immediately scolded:
"Sir Xiang! Zhang Liansheng is still our prisoner of war. Which batch of people will be repatriated depends on our arrangements!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang said coldly:
"If I had not seen Zhang Liansheng in the first batch of repatriation teams, the princess and I would have stayed with him until the last batch of us left together. Of course, your emperor's brother will also have to live in Nanjing for a longer time.
"
Zheng Yucong immediately nodded vigorously:
"good!"
Several officials from the Northern Qing Dynasty stared at Zhang Liansheng with gloomy faces. The leader of the officials said:
"This, we must first report to the emperor."
Xiang Xiaoqiang ignored him, took another deep breath, and shouted:
"Brothers, remember, from the first batch of repatriation to the fourth batch of repatriation, the longest period is only one month. In other words, you will leave here in one month at the latest. And every time the Beiqing releases a batch of prisoners of war, our Ming Dynasty
They have to be exchanged for a batch of gold and tungsten bars. These gold and tungsten bars are urgently needed materials for the Northern Qing Dynasty, and they were requested by their emperor. Regarding this point, the Qing army commanders here originally
Maybe they don’t know, but now that I’ve said it, they should know. Your health is pretty good now, I’ve seen it. If you lose one ounce of meat in a month, then their emperor will lose one ounce of gold.…
…In addition, Ming Dynasty also made many other concessions in order to keep our brothers safe...If our brothers are not safe, then there will be no peace in the rear of the Beiqing Dynasty.”
After finishing speaking, he glanced around at the Beiqing officials who had different expressions, either shocked or angry, spit on the ground, laughed twice, raised his hand and threw the rifle to the Qing soldier.