Ming Zuo

Chapter 160 The End of the Traitor

A traitor actually played tricks in front of him.

How could Zuo Menggeng bear this, he raised his foot and kicked Fan Wencheng's knee, making him kneel down again.

Fan Wencheng was furious and wanted to stand up again, but the bayonets of the soldiers from the rear battalion pinned down his neck so hard that he couldn't move.

"Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated..."

Zuo Menggeng didn't even want to hear it, so he kicked him again, and his face was smeared.

Fan Wencheng fell to the ground, half of his teeth fell out, screaming in pain, staring at Zuo Menggeng with resentful eyes.

Zuo Menggeng didn't want to talk to him for the time being, but looked at the manager of the rice shop.

Seeing him treat Fan Wencheng like this, the shopkeeper of the rice shop knew something was wrong and tried hard to make things right.

"Hehe, this young general, does he not know his name? It is fate to meet you today. After I go back next time, I will talk to the head of the family, and the general's benefits will definitely be indispensable."

Zuo Menggeng pointed at Fan Wencheng with a half-smile.

"Protecting the slave chieftains, communicating with enemies from inside and outside, do you know what crime it is?"

The shopkeeper's forehead was sweating, and he hurriedly separated the relationship.

"I am also... also deceived by this person. He said that I am a distant relative, but who knows that he is actually a spy of the Tartars."

"Distant relatives?"

Zuo Menggeng showed sarcasm.

"That's right, they're all named Fan."

He looked at the shopkeeper with dark eyes.

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Seeing that he had bad intentions, the shopkeeper couldn't please him, so he started threatening.

"General, you have to look carefully. This is the Shanxi Fan family business. Are you not afraid of my Fan family?"

Zuo Menggeng had already lost interest in such small people, pointed at all the people in the Fanjia rice shop, and ordered: "All be executed, and burn this place after collecting the stolen goods."

The shopkeeper jumped up in fright.

"you dare?"

The soldiers in the rear battalion didn't care. After listening to the order, they stepped forward and pierced his chest with a bayonet.

The shopkeeper looked at the sharp knife piercing in front of him, and felt that the power in his body was draining rapidly, and the ice was pouring into his body like sea water. To the end of his life, he couldn't believe that Zuo Menggeng really dared to kill people.

Dozens of soldiers from the rear battalion surrounded him, stabbing them with bayonets.Soon, there was no one alive in Midian.

Mao Yuanyi watched from the side, quite unbearable.

"These are just fellows, poor people. At most, they obey orders, and the crime is not punishable by death, right?"

Zuo Menggeng snorted coldly: "They are not guilty of death? Then what are the people who died tragically because of their tipping off? There is no innocent person here."

Mao Yuanyi's face changed a few times, and he had to admit that Zuo Menggeng was right.

It wasn't until then that Zuo Menggeng decided to deal with Fan Wencheng.

"Take him and hold a public trial."

All the people in the city were summoned, and as far as the eye could see, no one was intact.

After the Tartars entered the city, they fell into hell.

Wealth was robbed, relatives were massacred, wives and daughters were abused, and houses were burned.

Now they have nothing.

They were gathered together, looking at the soldiers with live ammunition around them, no one knew what was going to happen.

For the Ming army, in the minds of these common people, they are not much better than the Tartars.

This is also the reason why the Tartars were able to move freely after entering the bandits.

Because the lives of the people were on the verge of collapse, if the Tartars hadn't burned, killed and looted, maybe these people would have fallen to the Tartars.

It's a pity that the Tartars don't burn, kill, and loot. Did they enter the customs for tourism?
Zuo Menggeng walked in front of the people, accompanied by Zuo Fu, Zuo Yong, Liu Yiyuan and Mao Yuanyi.

Two traitors, Li Sizhong and Fan Wencheng, were escorted to kneel in front of the common people.

The glaring money rat tails on the back of their heads aroused the anger of the people, wishing they could eat them alive.

Zuo Menggeng pointed at Li Sizhong, and said loudly: "This man is Li Sizhong. When the old slave Nurhachi rebelled, his father, his uncle, and his brothers all defended the city and died for the country. But this guy, greedy for life and afraid of death, surrendered to the Tatars. He became the first bastard in Ming Dynasty to surrender."

When the people heard this, the anger in their eyes became even stronger.Some couldn't help it, and had already started to curse.

Zuo Menggeng waved his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet.

"It's okay for this bastard to be greedy for life and fear death, but he is willing to be a slave, a dog, and a tiger. He slaughtered us Han people, and he is more vicious than those real tartars. Tell me, how should such a bastard be dealt with?"

The anger of the common people was not induced by Zuo Menggeng. Everyone here has witnessed what the Tartars did after they entered the city.

If it is said that everyone hates the Tartars deeply, then it is not as simple as simple hatred for these traitors who are willing to be eagles and dogs to bully their compatriots.

In the accumulation of monstrous anger, a woman in front of the crowd broke out first.

"Bastard, are you still a human?"

This woman was arrested after the Tartars entered the city, and she suffered countless insults in a few days, and the double injuries, both physically and mentally, made her look like a ghost.

Is she not the only woman who has encountered the same situation?
"Bastard, even if I am a ghost, I will drag you along."

Once a woman who was once weak exploded, it was so terrifying.

A scrawny girl ran out suddenly, grabbed Li Sizhong's head, opened her mouth and bit his face.

Li Sizhong was bound, screaming in fright, trying to break free.But all the strength and martial arts in his body are useless at this time.

The woman pulled violently, and saw that all the flesh on his face was torn off.

This didn't solve the hatred, she actually swallowed all the flesh and blood in her mouth one by one.

Her outburst became a signal.

Other humiliated women also rushed up like crazy, and even pushed away the soldiers from the rear battalion who were trying to control the situation.

Countless women who were originally docile and kind-hearted turned into beasts at this time, taking revenge in the most primitive and cruel way.

After these women came the same angry people.

Countless people rushed forward and poured their anger on Li Sizhong.

At first, Li Sizhong's shrill cry could still be heard from time to time.But gradually, only the madness of the common people is changing the situation.

Fan Wencheng, who was also tied up, looked at this crazy scene, shaking like chaff in fright, and wanted to back away.

It was the first time he knew that the people who were slaughtered like lambs would be so terrible once they got angry.

Zuo Menggeng looked down at him condescendingly, his face against the sun was covered with a layer of cruelty.

"After hearing that you claim to be Fan Wenzheng Gong? Come, let me recite "The Story of Yueyang Tower"."

Fan Wencheng's legs were wet, and his eyes were full of pleading.

"Please...please...give me...give me a happy time."

"recite!"

Zuo Menggeng shouted loudly, shaking the sky, making Fan Wencheng completely terrified.

"Qing... the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Teng... Zhiruochun and Jingming..."

The madness of the people is finally over.

Everyone recovers slowly, probably completely unaware of what they have done.

Only when they backed away again could they see that there was nothing on the ground.

Li Sizhong, a living person who used to be so big, has completely disappeared in the world now.

Not to mention flesh and blood viscera, not even a trace of clothing, nails, or teeth remained.

The angry people literally devoured him alive.

Not even a drop of blood was left on the ground.

Such beasts who have forgotten their ancestors and aided the tyrants should not be kept in this bright universe.

Fan Wencheng was even more frightened, his eyes were blackened, and his beating heart made it impossible for him to take a breath.

"As high as the temple...then...then...then..."

Suddenly, a high-pitched and passionate recitation sounded from the side, full of grief, indignation and passion.

"If you live in a high temple, you will worry about your people; if you live far away from the rivers and lakes, you will worry about your lord. It is also worrying about advancing, and worrying about retreating. But when should you be happy? It must be said, "Worry about the world's worries first, and worry about the world's joys later." "Happy! Hey! Weisi people, who am I going to return?"

Mao Yuanyi's voice became higher and higher, his pupils were filled with blood, and his anger rushed to the sky.The righteous energy in all directions is mighty, and the desolation of this ancient land is washed away in an instant.

When the last word landed, he suddenly pulled out Zuo Menggeng's saber, raised the blade high, and faced Fan Wencheng directly.

Mao Yuanyi's eyes were about to burst, and his voice was like thunder.

"You also deserve the surname Fan?"

The heart-piercing curse was accompanied by the light of the sword, like a judgment from heaven.

When the time of death came, Fan Wencheng yelled in a panic, but there was no way to hide.

Leng was split from head to toe by this knife, and it was cut into two pieces.

Karala...

Zuo Menggeng's precious sword made of fine steel was actually broken into several pieces, which shows the power of Mao Yuanyi's sword.

Mao Yuanyi threw away the hilt of the knife and sang generously.

"Looking at me in Liaodong, what a waste of time! Missing me in Liaodong, what a heroic soul! The homeland of the Han family, how much blood and tears! Go east in this life, and swear to break the Yellow Dragon!
All the officers and men were moved and sang loudly.

"Go east in this life, and swear to break the Yellow Dragon!"

(End of this chapter)