Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 162 162, Balipu refugees are miserable, Zhu Cihong specializes in killing people

Zhu Cihong led five thousand cavalry, and his speed increased in an instant.

We went non-stop all the way to Shanhaiguan.

The defenders at Shanhaiguan didn't react for a while, as if they were facing a big enemy, they thought it was Jiannu who came from behind.

Zhu Cixiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had someone show him his military talisman token, and he passed safely.

Before leaving, Zhu Cihong complained to the guard at Shanhaiguan: "You don't really think that Jiannu can be killed from the back, do you?"

The guard surnamed Li thought about it for a while, and said, "Return to Your Highness, all the officers and soldiers in Shanhaiguan should think so."

Zhu Cihong: "..."

It seems that cultivating the self-confidence of the soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty still needs a lot of work.

Zhu Cilang said with a smile: "You guys, you are a little frightened by Jiannu. From now on, you will know that things like Jiannu are just paper tigers!"

After saying this, Zhu Cihong galloped his horse and was the first to run out of the pass.

In this place near the coastline in western Liaoning, there is a very narrow and long coastal plain, known as the "West Liaoning Corridor".

In order to resist the Manchus, the Ming Dynasty once deployed three important city gates "Jinzhou-Ningyuan-Shanhaiguan" in this corridor as the defense line in the core area, which is the Guan-Ning-Jin defense line.

The name of Guanning Army also came from this.

It's just that as the war continued, Jinzhou and Ningyuan fell into the hands of the Qing Dynasty one after another, and the territory controlled by the Ming Dynasty was only Shanhaiguan.

Originally there were several pass cities outside Shanhaiguan in Daming, but as the capital was in a hurry at the beginning of the year, Wu Sangui led the army back to help, and gave up all the pass cities outside Shanhaiguan when the guards in Shanhaiguan were insufficient.

Zhu Cixiang soon arrived outside one of the gates.

"Where is this?" Zhu Cixiang asked Gao Dejie beside him.

Gao Dejie is a general in Guan Ning's army, he is naturally familiar with this, and said without hesitation: "If you go back to Your Highness, this is Balipu."

Zhu Cixiang nodded slightly, looked at this place from a distance, and found that there seemed to be people there. He couldn't help but be surprised: "Is there anyone else? Let's go and have a look."

Balipu is a small pass city. Originally there were cannons on the pass wall, but they had been demolished by the departing Ming army.

The cavalry charged directly over the wall and opened the gate.

Afterwards, Zhu Cihong galloped in with the main force of the cavalry and entered Balipu.

Looking around, Zhu Cihong suddenly froze.

There were indeed people in Balipu, and there were quite a few of them, but these people were not the Manchu Qing army that Zhu Cihuang had imagined, but a group of ragged refugees.

The number of this group of refugees is probably around a few hundred, and they are scattered east and west throughout Guancheng, and there seems to be some tacit understanding between them.

Seeing the arrival of the brigade of cavalry, the refugees were obviously very frightened.

Zhu Cixiang said calmly: "Who are you? Come out and find someone who can speak."

A moment later, an old man stood up tremblingly, and saluted Zhu Cihong: "Old man Li Erlang, I have seen this great... general."

Zhu Cixiang looked at the old man and said in a softer tone: "Who are you and why are you here?"

Li Erlang said hurriedly: "We are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty."

Gao Dejie on the side frowned and said: "There are several villages nearby. Are you the villagers of these villages?"

Li Erlang nodded repeatedly and said: "The general is right. We are from Lijiacun. There are also Zhangjiazhuang and Wangjiatun here."

Gao Dejie became more and more puzzled, and said, "Why aren't you in the village, wait a minute, could it be that Jiannu has come?"

Li Erlang sighed, and said: "The general is right. The old man originally wanted to guard the village and live a good life, but a few months ago, the troops from Balipu retreated to Shanhaiguan for some reason. Jiannu is coming."

Gao Dejie said: "You didn't fight back?"

The wrinkles on Li Erlang's face became more and more: "The general is joking, that is the land that Lao Cao and others use to survive, how can they not resist? However, no matter how much they resist, Jiannu only needs to call their army, The old man and others... can only be what the general sees."

Gao Dejie was silent.

After listening to this conversation, Zhu Cixi already understood the whole story.

These refugees are all from nearby villages, and originally relied on the protection of the Ming army defenders in Balipu Guancheng, so they can still survive with difficulty.

But a few months ago, Balipu Guancheng was abandoned by the Ming army, and the people in these villages no longer had any protection, so naturally it was impossible to resist the looting of Jiannu.

Zhu Cixiang said: "There should be more than this number of people in several villages. It seems that Jiannu has killed many of you."

Li Erlang sighed: "Yes, to be honest with this major general, at least half of the people in our Li family village were either killed or snatched back as slaves by Jiannu. The sons and grandsons of the old man, They are all dead. The old man and the others were lucky enough to escape here and find a way out."

Zhu Cihong said: "Then why don't you go to Shanhaiguan?"

Li Erlang said: "I've been there, but I told them over there that they couldn't help."

Zhu Cihong said: "You can enter the pass and go to the Central Plains."

Li Erlang's body was shaken, and then a blank expression appeared on his face: "But, this is our home."

I don't know when, a sad atmosphere quietly filled the air.

Zhu Cixiang was silent for a long time, then said to Gao Dejie: ​​"Leave them some food later."

After saying this, Zhu Cixang turned his horse and left Balipu Pass City.

Outside Guancheng, Zhu Cixiang rode his horse up a hill and stared silently at the east.

After a while, Gao Dejie caught up and said: "Your Highness's order, I have completed."

Zhu Cihong hummed and suddenly said: "Is this what happened to the Han people in western Liaoning and eastern Liaoning?"

Gao Dejie's expression was a little sad, but he still nodded: "Yes. After the Jiannu occupied Liaodong and Western Liaoning, they would occupy the original land and either kill or force the Han people into slavery. According to the imperial court's instructions It is estimated that the number of Han people enslaved in Liaodong today is at least 50, and may even exceed one million."

Zhu Cixiang laughed and unconsciously held the pistol at his waist with his right hand.

"There is a village there, let's go and see."

Five thousand cavalry quickly approached the village.

This village is obviously populated, but after seeing the arrival of the brigade of the Ming army, these people did not give any welcome, but shot bows and arrows one by one.

With his extraordinary eyesight, Zhu Cihong clearly saw the appearance of the people in the village.

There are braids.

Zhu Cixiang laughed and raised the sniper rifle in his hand.

With a bang, a corpse fell to the ground, and blood flowed, dyeing the braid red.

Zhu Cixiang shot after shot, directly killing all the Manchus who dared to come forward.

The cavalry brigade roared in, and in just 10 minutes, all the Manchus who dared to resist were killed.

The remaining people in the village were gathered next to a crooked-neck tree in the center of the village.

Zhu Cixiang looked around and was stunned when he found that there were actually hundreds of people.

After a few seconds, Zhu Cihong came back to his senses and said: "Who are the people of the Ming Dynasty? Come forward."

As soon as the voice fell, many women left the crowd crying and shouting, and knelt down in front of Zhu Cihong.

"General, call the shots for us."

Looking at these women in ragged clothes, almost all of them were wounded, and some of them were even naked, revealing a large area of ​​privacy, Zhu Cihong immediately understood what was going on.

Zhu Cixiang raised his gun and pointed it at a man who was about to come over: "Stop."

The man was stunned for a moment, then showed a flattering smile: "General, you misunderstood, I am also a Han."

His Chinese speech is indeed very standard, as if it were fake.

Zhu Cixiang glanced at the braid on the back of the other person's head and shook his head: "No, you are not."

Zhu Cihong pulled the trigger, and the man fell to the ground.

Zhu Cixiang continued to pull the trigger without any pause.

One man after another with braids fell down.

After firing a magazine, Zhu Cixiang took a deep breath and looked around: "What are you still doing? Kill all these slaves."

Gao Dejie was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, if all of them are killed, I'm afraid the officials at the court..."

Zhu Cixiang interrupted Gao Dejie: ​​"Kill them all, now, immediately."

Gao Dejie understood something, raised his head and said, "Didn't you hear His Highness's words?"

The cavalry received an affirmative order, and cut their swords decisively.

A moment later, under the tree with crooked necks lay many corpses in disorder, and the strong smell of blood swept everyone's noses.

Zhu Cihong smiled and said slowly: "General Gao, send someone to tell Li Erlang that they can go home."

Gao Dejie reminded: "Your Highness, Li Erlang and the others come from several different villages, and this place is just one of them."

Zhu Cihong smiled slightly: "Of course I know, otherwise, what do you think I will do next?"

Five thousand cavalry is a devastating force for several small villages.

At the end of the day, Zhu Cihong thoroughly wiped out the Manchus in several small nearby villages, not letting any of them go.

After hesitating for a long time, Gao Dejie said, "His Royal Highness, logically speaking, since these Jian slaves have surrendered, they are prisoners. It is unknown who killed them."

Zhu Cihong played with the pistol in his hand, and asked Gao Dejie a question: "General Gao, do you know how many Jiannu there are?"

Gao Dejie was a little confused and shook his head.

Zhu Cilang said with a smile: "Actually, there are only a few hundred thousand people in Jiannu, but there are at least ten million people in my Ming Dynasty."

Gao Dejie didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhu Cilang put away his pistol and said calmly: "So, if we can kill every Jian slave we see, the country will soon collapse. Strategies? Combat power? Without enough population, all of this is It's meaningless. Including the royal father, they all think that this palace is here to fight, but they are actually wrong."

Zhu Cilang inserted the pistol into his belt, smiling brightly.

"This time, I'm here to kill someone."

(End of this chapter)