The thief of the fortress dominates the world

Chapter 269
Zhaluozhai is a village fifty miles west of Liaoyang, where Mongolians and Han people live together, with a total population of about five to six hundred people.

Of course, the vast majority of these 600 people are Han Chinese.The vast majority of these Han Chinese were slaves, and a very small number were coated slaves of the Manchus.

These Han people belonged to more than 30 Manchus and a few Mongolians in the village, and these people were all meritorious people who came down from the battlefield mountain, so they were eligible to be assigned to these Han people captured from Daming as slaves.

The daily task of the male Han people who became slaves was to plant the land, chop firewood, feed the horses, carry water, and do all the heavy work for the Manchu and Mongolian slave owners.The female Han Chinese cook for the Manchu and Mongolian slave owners, take care of the housework, and even bear their desires and bear children for them.

None of these Han slaves had enough to eat, at most they would not die of hunger, so they were basically skinny, with disheveled faces and dull eyes.

Many Manchus now have Han Chinese slaves and coated slaves, and have gradually abandoned their original life of fishing and hunting, and have also started farming like the Han people.

Of course, they don't have to work, and they don't know how to do farm work.Now is the spring plowing season, and they are all anxious to finish planting, so that they can harvest food in autumn.

Therefore, their daily work is to ride horses to the fields, walk up and down the field ridges with whips in their hands, and when they see any slaves who are not paying attention to work, they will throw the whip over and curse a few times.

This day was no exception. On a large piece of land behind Zhaluo Village, there were Han Chinese slaves bending over to cultivate.

Some have an ox to pull the plow more easily.Those who didn’t get any cattle had to use plows with hemp ropes on their backs to move forward step by step with difficulty. Behind them, the iron plows moved forward slowly, cutting through the shallow soil, and the black soil inside surged and rolled to both sides. Little by little, the footprints of the slaves stepping on the field were covered up.

After a few Manchu slave owners whipped the slaves and yelled and scolded them a few more words, they got together and started chatting.

They talked about the fact that the rout soldiers fled here from Liaoyang City two days ago, but they seemed to be talking about something very common.

"Those servants in the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty are too cowardly. They are naturally soft-hearted and cowardly. They were cowardly when they served as soldiers for the Ming people, but they are still so cowardly when they serve as soldiers of our Qing Dynasty. They say that the enemy is too powerful to stop them. I think it's probably because they ran away before seeing the enemy, just like before." A full man said carelessly, swinging his horsewhip.

"That's right. The battle still depends on us being full of the Eight Banners. These Han people are good at work, so they can only wave their flags and shout at the side of the war. What about Jiang's army that took down Liaoyang? It won't take two days When the army sent by the emperor arrives, they will still run away obediently like last year." Another man leaned on a big tree by the field and said with a grass stalk in his mouth.

"If the emperor still needs us old fellows, we can still ride horses and carry swords to fight the enemy. After so many years of fighting, those southern barbarians are getting more and more cowardly, and we are getting stronger and stronger. I think, as long as we are full If you don’t lose your horsemanship and archery skills, sooner or later we will occupy the territory of these southern barbarians. By then, each of us will be able to share more land and slaves.”

"That's right, if those bastards have the guts to come to us, I will show them what war is, and let them know that we are not comparable to those cowards of the Han and Eight Banners." The man leaning on the tree trunk was full of disdain the way.

The two of them were talking vigorously, when they suddenly felt the ground tremble slightly, as if a troop of cavalry was approaching from a distance, they both stood up and stretched their necks to look east, and saw a troop of cavalry in black clothes and black armor coming towards this side Tianlong galloped over.

The two Manchus looked at it for a long time, and felt that these people should not be their cavalry from the Qing Dynasty. Knowing that something was wrong, they hurriedly ran towards the horses tied not far away, shouting something loudly as they walked.

Their cries and the cavalry's hoofbeats also attracted the attention of everyone on the land. When the Manchurians heard this, they all changed color and ran towards their horses one by one.

Some who were close had already got on their horses, and drew out the long knives beside the saddles, screaming in their mouths, and prepared to ride their horses and charge towards the black armored cavalry.

The Han slaves looked blankly at the black armored cavalry, and then they all lay down on the ground with their hands stretched out in front of them. This is the basic awareness that they formed after they were slaves under the threat of whipping, swords and guns, which means that they are harmless. Yes, it is the rules.

Those Manchus who were close and quick-moving climbed on their horses and brandished their knives and rushed towards the group of black armored cavalry who were uninvited guests, like a praying mantis waving a broadsword and rushing towards a pack of wolves.

But before he could take a few steps, there was a buzzing sound in the air, and an arrow had already been inserted into his neck, and the bloody arrow protruded from the back of his neck.

The mount dragged the master who had become a dead body and rushed forward a few steps, only to find that the master was not driving, and then slowly stopped.

The black-armored cavalry didn't even look at the dead Manchu, rushed forward, and the leader looked around at the restless Manchu around, shouting loudly: "Liaoyang City has been brought down by Marquis Wu'an of the Ming Dynasty. He is now a prisoner. The Marquis of Wu'an has an order that anyone who submits honestly will not be killed, and the land will be allocated. If they are not honest, they will be killed on the spot."

When he said this, the black-armored cavalry behind them with their visors covering their faces, only showing a pair of sharp eyes, had already bent their bows and set their arrows, as if they were waiting to kill at any time.

It's a pity that the Manchu people who led the generals didn't understand the Chinese spoken at all, and even if they understood, they probably didn't care.They are used to wolves, tigers and leopards, and it is not that easy for you to let them be sheep obediently.

So some of them were riding horses, some were not riding horses, but all of them rushed towards the black armored cavalry with yelling and incomprehensible words.

"It's the tenth village, so I know it's a waste of words again, so it's easier to kill it directly." The leader of the black armored cavalry general sighed and murmured, then waved his hand boredly.

The humming sound of drawing the bow continued, dozens of arrows made of birch wood flew out, and then there was the sound of arrows piercing into the flesh.

The screaming Manchus fell to the ground one by one, struggled a few times and then became silent.

Of course, there are also some timid ones who turn around and run away when they see so many people dead.

The cavalry general lazily picked up the bow and arrow beside the saddle. The bow was like a full moon. After aiming slightly, the arrow shot out quickly, making a slight screaming sound, and then plunged into the back of the fleeing guy's neck. In the process, the huge kinetic energy brought him to the ground suddenly, he twitched twice and then became silent.

In a blink of an eye, all the Manchu and Mongolian slave owners died.

The general of the black armored cavalry shouted at the Han slaves lying motionless on the ground: "Get up, you are no longer slaves, you are now the subjects of Marquis Wu'an."

　The fifth change was finally done, and I couldn't open my eyes when I wrote it.Ask for tickets and ask for all kinds of requests, let's continue walking tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)