Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 188 Chapter 188, there are eight traitors in Taiyuan, all of them were shot in the upper city of Cihong
A few days later, Zhu Cihong led his army back to Taiyuan.

Like Datong City, a large number of ordinary people in Taiyuan City were also taken away by Dorgon, and it became very deserted for a time.

But now, this situation has been changed.

A long team came from the north, including men, women, and many young and old. They were the Taiyuan people who were captured by Dorgon before.

After a long journey, they returned home.

The moment they saw Taiyuan City, the last string in the hearts of these people seemed to be broken. Many people knelt on the ground on the spot and burst into tears with excitement.

Of course, it was a cry of joy.

An old man was lying on a stretcher, his turbid eyes trying his best to stare at Taiyuan City in front of him, his chest heaving violently, and he whispered something to the children around him.

"Bury this old man and your mother together..."

The old man breathed his last breath and closed his eyes happily at the gate of his hometown.

There are cries, there are cheers, and all kinds of things in the world seem to have been presented at this moment.

Standing on the city wall, Zhu Cihong silently watched this scene with a serious expression, but his mood has gradually relaxed.

"At least we got most of them back."

Many people had already been injured by the torture of the Qing army, and their bodies could not support them to reach this place.

According to statistics afterwards, only 24 of the 19 abducted returned to Datong and Taiyuan.

Considering the cruelty of the Qing army, if they continue to Liaodong, more than 5 people may die.

From this point of view, it is indeed a piece of happy news, but looking at the faces of all the people of Ming Dynasty in front of him, Zhu Cihong suddenly felt a little unhappy again.

Li Guozhen stood next to Zhu Cixiang and sighed: "Your Highness, you were right in what you said before. We still need to bring peace to the world as soon as possible."

Zhu Cihong nodded slowly.

Saving people is certainly good, but in fact it is just treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.

Only when the Manchus, Li Zicheng, and Zhang Xianzhong are all wiped out, can the common people of Ming Dynasty truly achieve peace.

A long way to go.

Zhu Cilang thought of something, and said to Li Guozhen, "By the way, where are those people? Bring them here."

Li Guozhen was a little surprised: "Now?"

Zhu Cihong chuckled and nodded: "Yes, it's now."

The returning people gradually gathered in front of the city gate, because they suddenly found that someone was hung up on the city wall.

Moreover, there are quite a few people hanging up here, at least hundreds of them.

Zhu Cixiang called out to the system in his heart: "System, give me that thing quickly!"

The system was silent for a few seconds before responding: "According to the system's normal judgment logic, this matter does not seem to be within the scope of the system's authority."

Zhu Cihong said angrily: "You haven't given rewards for several missions, so you can't even ask for this?"

The system was silent again, and then a white light flashed, and something appeared in Zhu Cihong's space.

Zhu Cihong flipped his hand, and suddenly there was another one in his hand - a trumpet.

Handheld, most amazingly amplified model.

Zhu Cixiang held a trumpet and spoke loudly.

"People of the Ming Dynasty, this palace is the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Cihong!"

The effect of the trumpet was astonishing, and Li Guozhen next to Zhu Cizhong was startled.

Under the city wall, many citizens of Daming raised their heads one after another, subconsciously becoming quiet.

His Royal Highness, to them, is a big shot in the clouds.

Zhu Cihong continued to speak: "People of Daming, you were rescued by this palace, and you must know this. But what you don't know is that you were actually betrayed. Datong, Taiyuan... and the whole Shanxi was betrayed!"

There was a sudden commotion among the crowd.

Along the way, I have gone through countless hardships and witnessed how many friends and relatives fell down before my eyes and died under the abuse of the Qing army.

Only now do I know that I was betrayed!

Huge anger rose from everyone's heart in an instant.

"Who is it!" A man who looked very simple and honest was full of anger and yelled.

"Who is it!!" More people roared.

Zhu Cixiang stretched out his hand and pointed at the people who were hung up behind him.

"It's them, the eight Shanxi merchants in Shanxi! Fan Yongdou, Wang Dengku, Jin Liangyu, Wang Dayu, Liang Jiabin, Tian Shenglan, Zhai Tang, Huang Yunfa, remember these names, they are the ones who have been continuously smuggling iron items to the Jiannu slaves, It is they who collaborated with Jiannu inside and outside to betray Datong City and Taiyuan for food, and they are the ones who killed your friends and countless people of the Ming Dynasty!"

After listening to Zhu Cihong's words, the angry eyes of the crowd turned to those who were hung up and still struggling desperately.

Someone suddenly shouted: "Kill them!"

Soon, a voice like a mountain roar and a tsunami resounded through the world: "Kill them!"

"kill!"

Amidst the shouts, which were like a stormy sea, the eight Shanxi merchants who were hung up suddenly shivered and wanted to cry out to redress their grievances. Unfortunately, their mouths had already been stuffed with rags, so they had no chance.

Zhu Cixiang nodded to Li Guozhen: "Let's start the shooting."

As soon as Li Guozhen waved his hand, hundreds of musketeers came up immediately, and each prisoner was assigned at least four musketeers.

Li Guozhen shouted loudly: "Three, two, one!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Hundreds of firecrackers emitted light smoke from their muzzles at the same time, instantly turning the prisoners' bodies into hornet's nests.

Watching this scene, earth-shattering cheers erupted from under the city wall.

"Good kill!"

"His Royal Highness is wise!"

"Da Ming is saved!"

Hearing the cheers of the people, Zhu Cihong's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile.

These eight Shanxi merchants were indeed large-scale smugglers of iron and grain and the Manchus in history, and helped the Manchus survive the most difficult days in Liaodong.

Therefore, after the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, Dorgon and Emperor Shunzhi personally hosted a banquet for the eight Shanxi merchants, and appointed them as the "imperial merchants" of the Qing Dynasty. A legacy for generations!"
If these bastards don't die, how can Daming get better?

It's a pity that the heads of these eight families had already ran away in advance after learning about the arrival of the Ming army. It was not known whether they ran away with Duduo or hid in other places. All Zhu Cihong caught was some small shrimps.

But that's enough.

Zhu Cilang's eyes flickered, and he ordered softly to Fang Gongqian beside him: "Remember, issue a warrant for the arrest of the whole world in the name of Dongchang. Anyone who takes the heads of these eight traitors will be rewarded with 10 taels!"

10 taels per head, this is definitely a very tempting reward.

Zhu Cihong just wants to make these damned traitors cornered, and everyone shouts and beats them!

(End of this chapter)