$ Chapter 202 Beast, Beast...

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"Jingzhou City was broken..."

"The whole city was broken..."

"The Fu Han Army slaughtered the whole city of Jingzhou..."

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The news of the breaking of Jingzhou City was like a raging wave, sweeping across the Yangtze River at an unimaginable speed. Everyone's first reaction after hearing the news was to be stunned, then their hearts trembled, and then their bodies and minds trembled...

This is Jiangling City, this is the station of the Jingzhou general, with tens of thousands of bannermen. In Huguang, Jingzhou is a place independent of the political map of Hunan and Xiang, with a transcendent and superior status.

It is also like a shackle, pressing tightly on the hearts of thousands of people in the two lakes.

The war when the Qing army entered the pass and conquered Huguang, Wu Sangui started an uprising against the Qing, the two armies fought a series of fierce battles and tensions in Hunan, and the Qing army that traveled to Hubei again and again, and the high pressure and exploitation of power became more and more evident day by day. A hundred years later, the people of the two lakes still look at Jingzhou differently.

Even though Shashi in Jingzhou was one of the four famous rice markets in the world in the early and middle Qing Dynasty. If it were not for this war, this town outside Jingzhou would be busy even in winter. This natural market town without any wall protection, because it is close to the Yangtze River, connected to the land of abundance above and the Jianghan Plain below, has become a cotton and grain transfer and trading center, which is related to the annual income of thousands of farmers in the two lakes. But Jingzhou is still "looked at differently".

Now, unlike the later Tian Dynasty, Jingzhou Prefecture has always occupied an important position in the economic puzzle of the Qing Dynasty in Huguang, even if it is not as good as the three towns of Wuhan. But the geographical location of Jingzhou determines the prosperity of Shashi.

This is a city that affects the fate of thousands of people in the two lakes. In this era, the Huguang land occupies a pivotal and important position. As a result, the city of Jingzhou was broken. It is conceivable how huge the impact will be on the entire Huguang.

When this news spread along the Yangtze River to Anhui, Jiangxi, and Jiangnan, the entire lower reaches of the Yangtze River were extremely shocked. No matter how the people in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River saw the Fu Han Army and the Chen family before, now this news clearly tells them that you must face it in the future.

Before Chen Ming led his troops south along the Han River and pointed his troops at Jingzhou, there were people and even scholars in the Jiangnan area who secretly discussed what would happen if the Fu Han Army really took Jingzhou, but that was just speculation. There are 20,000 to 30,000 bannermen living in the Manchu city of Jingzhou. In the mid-Qianlong period when the Manchu Qing Dynasty was strong, bannermen with iron-clad crops were very awesome.

There are Manchu cities in Jiangning and Hangzhou, both of which are home to tens of thousands of bannermen. They have absolutely huge power in the military, political and business circles. They were above all Han people in a political high position, regardless of whether the latter were rich or poor, officials or not. In a popular saying, being a bannerman had privileges and was an aristocrat.

When the perception of bannermen by thousands of Han people was still in this unbreakable impression, Jingzhou City was broken, really broken. Two or three thousand bannermen would fall into the hands of the Fu Han Army like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. The Fu Han Army was like Sun Wukong who danced with the golden hoop and hit the Jiuxiao Tiangong. With one stick, they shattered the extremely deep old impression of bannermen in the hearts of thousands of Han people, especially when the news that Chen Ming massacred tens of thousands of bannermen was spread, which simply made the whole Jiangnan explode.

Many people realized that the sky above their heads was really broken. Although now it was only a small hole.

"I, your humble servant, would like the emperor to temporarily postpone the transfer of troops from the two Jiang provinces. Because the fall of Jingzhou City has caused a huge shock to Jiangnan, and people's hearts are floating. If the troops are suddenly transferred out, there may be changes." Gao Jin, the governor-general of Liangjiang, the governor of Jiangsu, and the governor of the grain transport, has quickly reported to Beijing, requesting to postpone the transfer of troops from Jiangnan. Because if the people in Jiangnan, who are floating, see the Qing army being transferred out in large numbers again, chaos may not occur, but the prestige of the Qing court will really be crushed to dust.

While millions of people were still shocked and demented by the news of the fall of Jingzhou City, outside Jingzhou City.

More than a thousand gray-haired old men were pulled to the front by Chen Ming. Yes, in front of the battle.

The Fu Han Army took Jingzhou City, but he had another enemy in front of him. Al Yajiang was looking at the Fu Han Army with bloodshot eyes. If Chen Ming led his troops away at this time, Al Yajiang would definitely lead the Qing soldiers to follow behind the Fu Han Army like a crazy hyena.

Chen Ming is currently surrounded by the heavy troops of the Qing army, so he is unwilling to miss the great opportunity to fight Alyajiang alone.

Yesterday, in front of Alyajiang and more than 10,000 Qing soldiers, he chopped off the heads of hundreds of Eight Banners, old, young, women and children. These people are the families of the Eight Banners officers and officials stationed in Jingzhou. No matter whether they are old or young, Chen Ming did not leave any of them alive. Some of them will inevitably be subjected to some dirty ravages and insults, but this is inevitable. The Fu Han Army is not the red army. Chen Ming's military discipline is very strict, but there is a loophole for the families of captured officials, the families of confiscated gentry, and the banner women in front of him. As long as you are willing to use military merit points to offset it, or use silver and military merit fields to "buy love", the Fu Han Army does not prohibit it.

Chen Ming is not a saint with absolutely noble thoughts and morals. He does not have "cleanliness" in terms of thoughts and morals.

He even accepted a seventeen-year-old beauty. Not a bannerman, Chen Ming was timid and didn't dare to sleep with his enemy at night. The woman with the surname Liu and the double name Wanyun was the youngest daughter of the magistrate of Jiangling County. The magistrate Liu of Jiangling County couldn't bring himself to commit suicide, and his whole family was arrested. But because of Liu Wanyun, their family is now very safe, and the "magistrate Liu" was also hacked to death by the Fu Han Army.

Since he accepted someone's daughter, Chen Ming was not a heartless person. The "aftermath" was handled very cleanly.

Chen Ming didn't specifically inquire about Liu Wanyun's past. Seventeen years old was like a big girl in this era. Liu Wanyun should have been engaged, and even on the verge of marriage. But the cheap father-in-law was a soft bone, and Liu Wanyun obviously agreed, so why did Chen Ming care about other things. The Liu family had already cut off ties with the past and "became a new person". All Chen Ming had to do was to accept a beautiful woman who could score at least 90 points. Of course, Liu Wanyun had bound feet, and they were beautiful. But Chen Ming was not interested in them.

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The city of Jingzhou in the night was illuminated by bonfires as bright as day.

Teams of Fu Han soldiers were walking through the streets and alleys of the city with swords and guns. Whether it was Hancheng or Mancheng, the patrol soldiers had to be vigilant at all times. The cold wind was blowing.

The night covered up the bloodiness of the day, and the stench of blood was blown away by the cold wind. If it weren't for the disappearance of the dragon flag on the top of the city, it seemed that nothing had changed for ordinary people who were lucky enough to keep their families safe. But for the bannermen in Mancheng, it was the sky that had collapsed.

In a courtyard somewhere in Mancheng, two Fu Han soldiers in iron armor stood at the entrance of the alley with guns. There were three bodies lying in the corner of the wall not far away. In the ditch pressed by the bodies, blood and ice were mixed together and could never be separated.

The two Fu Han soldiers could not smell a trace of blood in their noses, but this did not make their nervous expressions much less relaxed. Especially the younger one, who was estimated to be less than 20 years old, stared at the streets on both sides of the alley with a nervous look, and looked back at the alley with a look of reluctance.

When the whole squad set out, this young soldier did not expect to find a sneaky figure while patrolling, and then their squad followed the figure that fled in panic and found the cellar in the backyard of a private house in the alley.

Two adult men were hacked to death first, and an old woman in her 50s or 60s was shot through the heart. There were also three children, the oldest was four or five years old, and the youngest was still in swaddling clothes. The little face was originally sleeping peacefully, but when the adults screamed, he also turned from sleeping to crying and shouting loudly. Tears fell one by one along the red little face, and the next moment he or she was cut in two by the squad leader.

Moon-white quilt, moon-white swaddling clothes, blood instantly dyed the two much shorter quilts red from the broken ends.

Then there were the other two children. The young man could still remember the terrified, painful, shrill and extremely miserable look of the children's mother after the children were chopped into two pieces. The young man felt that he might never forget it in his life...

The two women were pressed down on the bed in the cellar by a group of people in the blood of their husbands and children. The young man was very angry. At that moment, he even regretted why he looked at that one more time, otherwise this happy family could still exist in harmony. That child would not have left this world without even the opportunity to take the first step in his life.

The old soldier beside him held down the angry him. "They are bannermen!" The five cold words wiped out all the anger in the young man's mind.

Is this scene very miserable now? When the Qing Dynasty entered the pass 120 years ago, how many happy families of the Han ancestors suffered such a miserable situation? The "education class" of the Fu Han Army was very clear.

They are bannermen, and the Fu Han Army is Han. It was their turn to be on duty tonight, and the soldiers were already resentful. Because they broke into Jingzhou City today and captured so many bannermen and women and children, as long as they were willing to spend money or give up a few merits, no matter how beautiful or noble a woman was, she could be pressed under them tonight. As a result, it was their turn to be on duty.

This squad, this small group, was already resentful. They complained that they were too unlucky and had to be on duty tonight. This was also the fundamental reason why their squad killed so violently after discovering this hiding bannerman family. Let's vent our anger, they are bannermen anyway!

The young man and the old soldiers around him did not get involved. They were driven to the entrance of the alley to stand guard. In case other patrols came, or worse, they were encountered by the military police, someone must be on guard.

"Let's go, don't act like you've never seen a woman before, let's go..."

At the exit of the cellar, the squad leader shouted to the subordinate who was still shaking his butt. "Here it comes." The soldier's shaking suddenly intensified, and then he moaned beautifully as if his soul flew away, and his tense body relaxed. The soldier tied his belt and walked towards the stairs. On the bed, a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties had a white body covered with purple marks. She was lying on the bed with her limbs spread out, her neck hanging to the side, and her eyes were wide open. The soldier had just broken her neck.

On another bed not far away was a young woman, whose black hair covered her face, revealing her white skin. The bodies of the two children fell between the two beds, and there were also the bodies of the two men thrown back into the cellar by the soldiers. The old woman in her fifties or sixties fell at the stairs, and half of the swaddling clothes were not far from the water tank...

The entrance to the cellar was covered, and everything was covered.

The sun rose, and a new day arrived. Everything from yesterday disappeared forever along with the darkness of yesterday. The young man was still a young man, the old soldier was still a old soldier, the squad leader was still a squad leader, and the squad was still a squad.

The old soldier was not actually old, only thirty years old. After breakfast, he lay in the clean room and fell asleep.

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Outside Jingzhou City, on the bank of the Yangtze River, right in front of the camp standing by the Aerya River.

“Bang bang bang…”

More than a thousand old men and women of the Eight Banners heard gunshots behind them, which instantly silenced the crying crowd, and then they ran forward in panic. As the old men and women ran, dozens of fallen bodies were so conspicuous on the open ground.

What Chen Ming had to do now was a very simple thing, he was to use these old bannermen as shields to protect the Fu Han Army from reaching the Qing Army.

The old men and women of the thousand or so people were all over fifty or sixty years old. The living environment of the Bannermen was obviously much better than that of the Han people. There were so many old people among the 20,000 or 30,000 people in the city of Jingzhou. Many of them were close to or over 70 years old.

"Go, go forward..."

A rifle butt hit an old man's back, and the old man, who was only wearing a thin middle coat and outer coat, fell to the ground immediately. Before he could get up again, a bright light had cut off his neck.

The head rolled and circled, revealing the old man's terrified and extremely hideous face. The gurgling blood soon dyed the land red.

"See? Who dares not to run hard, who dares to run slowly, this is the end!"

The soldiers of the Fu Han Army were mixed in this group of old men. They were wearing iron armor and holding knives, with grenades on their waists. They were the vanguards of the charge, the first troops to board.

Behind these people were two neatly arranged musket battalions and two armored battalions that were also wearing iron armor.

Chen Ming didn't even fire at the Qing army camp on the opposite side. The bannermen in Jingzhou ignited the gunpowder depot at the last moment. In the battle of Jingzhou, Chen Ming retrieved much less gunpowder from the Jingzhou treasury than he consumed. In terms of gunpowder, this battle was a loss-making business.

"Beast, beast..." Alyajiang saw the crowd coming from the opposite side. The Fu Han army picked out two poles in the team, which clearly stated the Eight Banners of Jingzhou. He was really glaring, and blood was dripping from his eyes. Uncontrollable violence arose in his heart. He wanted to kill, kill, kill...