Anti-Qing: Starting from the Jintian Uprising

Chapter 41: Heavenly Soldiers of the Qing Dynasty: Fill in the gaps, fill in the gaps, fill in the gaps in the process!
Hearing this, Li Xingyuan couldn't help but twitch his mouth, but he still spoke.

"In that case, I'd like to trouble Admiral Xiang to lead his men to Xunzhou as soon as possible to stabilize the situation there."

Xiang Rong nodded after hearing this.

"The last general takes command!"

……

Listening to the faint screams and wails coming from outside, as well as the wild laughter of the Qing army soldiers.

Chen Shuyu covered his ears with his hands, curled up in fear in the narrow and dark corner of the cellar, and trembled.

I don't know when, but I was already in tears!
When the enemy soldiers broke into the city a few days ago, he was worried that the enemy soldiers would burn, kill and loot in Xunzhou City after entering.

Unexpectedly, after breaking into the city, those Taiping Heavenly Kingdom bandits not only did not loot or massacre the people, but took the initiative to maintain order in the city.

They even used a batch of grain as wages and hired people in the city to help them transport supplies.

Chen Shuyu came from a well-off family with some property, so he did not risk collaborating with thieves to earn a living.

However, families like his are still a minority in Xunzhou City.

For the poor people in Xunzhou City, this action of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom bandits really saved them from an emergency.

Chen Shuyu's servant was one of the beneficiaries.

After receiving food from the bandits, Shutong and his family were able to have a few full meals.

Therefore, this servant boy often spoke well of the bandits in front of the young master Chen Shuyu.

Influenced by this, Chen Shuyu had quite complicated feelings towards the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom bandits.

But what he didn't expect was that although the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom bandits did not burn, kill or loot in Xunzhou City.

But after our Qing army recovered Xunzhou, we completed this process...

After Zhou Fengqi's death, the Guizhou soldiers immediately fell into chaos.

It is easy to imagine what a group of foreign soldiers would do when they no longer have the restraint of their superiors and no longer have any scruples.

The first to suffer were the middle-class fat sheep like the Chen family, who had a small fortune but no background.

Fortunately, before the rebels broke into the house, Chen Shuyu was stuffed into the cellar by his parents to hide.

Hearing the noises of Qing troops raping, looting, killing and burning in the Chen Mansion outside the cellar, Chen Shuyu felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He knew that his family and friends were suffering outside!
But he was a coward, a complete coward who could only hide in the cellar and tremble in the face of danger.

Chen Shuyu covered his ears desperately, veins bulging on the backs of his hands, trying to block out the noise outside and prevent the distracting sounds from entering his ears.

But it's of no use at all!
The harder he covered his ears, the clearer the noisy screams outside the cellar became.

Just as Chen Shuyu collapsed in despair, the sound of footsteps was getting closer.

"Right...right here, my young master is hiding in here..."

"You promised me that as long as I help you find the young master, you...you will let me go..."

Chen Shuyu's servant's bruised and swollen face was full of pleading.

After the Qing army broke into Chen's mansion, the book boy fell into their hands. At first, he really said nothing.

Finally, he couldn't bear the beating anymore and told Chen Shuyu's hiding place.

Seeing this, several Qing army soldiers looked at each other, stepped forward and opened the exit of the cellar.

The light shone in, and the conflict between light and shadow revealed Chen Shuyu's pale and desperate face.

A Qing soldier jumped into the cellar and pushed Chen Shuyu face down on the ground.

Chen Shuyu was a scholar, and was weak as a kitten. He put up almost no resistance in front of the soldier. He was quickly pinned down and tied up with ropes.

Seeing Chen Shuyu being arrested, the servant boy looked pleading and asked cautiously.

"General...General, my young master has been found. Can I...can I leave now?" The Qing soldier next to him heard this, grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and said.

"Want to go?"

"Okay, Grandpa will send you off right away!"

As he spoke, the Qing soldier drew his sword from his waist and chopped it on the boy's neck.

With a swish, the sharp blade cut through the flesh, slashing the trachea and arteries. Blood spurted out instantly, completely staining the boy's clothes red.

The servant boy covered his throat with a look of disbelief, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground with his head raised.

He was not dead for a moment. His mouth opened slightly as if he wanted to say something, but he could only make a hissing sound. The warm, bright red blood gathered into a pool under his body.

The Qing soldier shook off the blood on his sword and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"Pooh!"

"What I despise most is a dog slave like you who betrays his master for fame and fortune."

When Chen Shuyu was pulled out of the cellar, what he saw was the scene of his own servant being killed.

His pupils contracted instantly!

"Captain, the young master of the Chen family is in our hands. I don't believe that the old couple can still hold back and say nothing."

"The Chen family's property will be a bargain for us..."

The Qing soldier who had just jumped down from the cellar spoke, his eyes red and his emotions obviously a little excited.

Upon hearing this, the leading captain nodded and said.

"Haha, of course!"

After he finished speaking, the group of Qing soldiers took Chen Shuyu and headed towards the lobby of the Chen Mansion.

Along the way, corpses of various causes of death can be seen everywhere.

A servant of the Chen family had his head chopped off and his body parts separated. The headless corpse lay in a pool of blood.

The doorman, Old Wang, was lying on the ground with his head tilted to the side, his eyes wide open and lifeless. His abdomen had been cut open by a sharp blade, and the stench of internal organs was very obvious in the air.

Looking in the direction where Lao Wang was looking, his thirteen-year-old granddaughter had also stopped breathing, having been tortured to death by the soldiers.

The maid Xiaotao was also lying dead not far away, her clothes had been torn off, she was already dead, her pretty face was full of despair.

Thick smoke was billowing from several places in the palace, and Qing soldiers could be seen everywhere fighting for property...

Chen Shuyu looked at this scene that was like purgatory on earth. He felt as if his spine was pulled out and he collapsed.

If it weren't for the two Qing soldiers holding him up, he wouldn't even be able to stand steadily.

Soon, Chen Shuyu was brought to his parents.

"Old man, your son is in my hands now. Tell me honestly where your family's money is hidden."

"Otherwise, I will make your whole family go on the road together."

The Qing army commander put a knife on Chen Shuyu's neck and threatened him.

Seeing this, Chen's father and mother fell into complete despair.

They originally wanted to use their own death to save their son and preserve their family line.

Unexpectedly, even his own son fell into the hands of these rebel soldiers.

Seeing that the two men remained silent, the leading Qing army commander raised his sword and slashed at Chen Shuyu.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"You're still not going to tell me, are you? I'm going to break one of your son's arms first, and then I'll see whether you'll tell me or not..."

(End of this chapter)