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Chapter 389 Han'er is not a slave

Due to the inconvenience of obtaining local materials, the Jin army outside Fucheng did not build the first batch of siege equipment until the fourth day of the first lunar month, and began a tentative siege on the second day.

Unexpectedly, late at night on the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, I received news that Hejian Fucheng had been breached.

Wanyan Zongbi was immediately caught in a dilemma. Now he had three choices before him.

A call for reinforcements, but in this way, the morale, which was already low due to the damage to the glacier years ago, will inevitably become even more disorganized.

Second, continue to besiege Fucheng, but first solve the subsequent food and grass problem.

Third, abandon the front line of Fucheng and rush directly south. However, this option is too risky. According to the intelligence obtained by the scouts who searched south for several days, the people south of Fucheng disappeared en masse.

Until the line of Anling City on the south bank of the East River, which is a hundred and forty miles away, no one can see any human habitation.

Without the people, it means there is no supplies.

If Fucheng is not removed, if the army advances southward and the attack on Anling goes slightly wrong, they will face the desperate situation of having their food routes cut off and being attacked from both sides.

After some deep thought, Zong Bi used a compromise. Most of the Jin army continued to attack the city, and ordered deputy general Wanyan Xiebao to lead two thousand elite Jin troops to return to Hejian and collect food and grass again.

Wanyan Xiebao left the camp that night and arrived at Hejian Mansion on the seventh night of the lunar month.

Ruan Xianfang, the former magistrate, had fled, and the remaining officials were killed by Xiao Xin. The entire Hejian Prefecture was paralyzed.

After interrogating Mr. Shoucang, he learned that the military rations in the granary that were originally planned to be transported to the front line had been distributed to the people by the Qi army. Wanyan Xiebao became furious.

The Qi army has fled north, and Xie Bao can do nothing, but the local people are still there!

At midnight that night, the Xiebao Department went from house to house, kicked open the doors, and searched for grain throughout the city. Some shrewd people poured the grain into rice vats in advance as early as the night they got the grain. The sacks containing grain with the mark of the grain had been burned or discarded. .

When encountering such a family, Jin Bing took away all the food, regardless of whether it was lost or not.

And those who were dull and still left grain sacks at home suffered disaster. As long as the Jin army found these things, they would kill people without saying a word, destroying people and whole families at every turn.

During this process, the Jin soldiers stole some cloth, gold and silver, and raped women and girls. There were countless incidents.

On the eighth day of the next day, Hejian Fucheng was in chaos and everyone was in danger. The situation was far more chaotic and bloody than the day when the Qi army broke through the city.

But after a busy night, the harvest was only a little over 5,000 dan, which was still half the difference between making up for 10,000 dan.

Xie Bao then turned his attention to the outskirts of Hejian Mansion, but it was a disaster for the surrounding villages. A few days ago, General Xiao Xin randomly piled grain on the streets of Hejian Mansion, allowing them to take it for themselves. Most of the people who got the advantage were the residents of the city.

Although the Jin army searched a lot this time, there was still a lot of well-hidden food left.

But the people outside the city did not have such advantages. Moreover, after the Jin army came south, they ordered Ruan Xianfang to raise food on the spot. The people had already experienced severe exploitation.

If the little rations left in the family were taken away again, the family would surely starve to death. Therefore, the resistance of the people outside the city became more intense.

Wanyan Xiebao was young and vigorous, and did not regard the Han people as human beings. When facing resistance, the method he adopted was both simple and brutal. The only option was to kill!

Kill his mother and ask his son where the food is hidden.

Rape his wife and force him to question his husband

On the eighth and ninth day of the lunar month, the Jin army was like passing locusts, sweeping through more than a hundred villages outside the city, killing more than a thousand people. Finally, in the evening of that day, they collected ten thousand dans of army rations, captured another thousand strong men, and transported the rations south.

Leaving behind a devastated Hejian Mansion with boiling resentment among the people.

On the tenth day of the lunar month, Xie Bao returned to camp with food.

But along with him came news about Hejian Mansion and even the entire Nanjing Road.

Overnight, the news that an elusive Qi cavalry army had entered the Nanjing Prefecture of the Jin Kingdom quickly spread among the Han and Bo armies of Han and Guo.

Since the news was brought by the people in Hejian, most of them heard it from hearsay, and there were various opinions. Some said that the Qi army only had more than a thousand people and had advanced to Guiyi City in Nanjing Prefecture.

Some people say that the Qi army has 3,000 men, all of whom are extremely brave. They have defeated Xiongzhou and Guiyi and are attacking Fan Yang.

What's more, it is said that Qi's army numbered ten thousand people. In three days, they broke through five cities, marched eight hundred miles, and reached the gates of Nanjing.

Most of the family members of the Han and Guo families were resettled around Nanjing. When they heard that the Qi army had actually touched their hometown, they couldn't help but feel confused.

But compared to them, the ones who were more angry were undoubtedly the soldiers from Hejian.

After the death of Wang Wenbao, the leader of the Hejian capital, the remaining 2,500 soldiers became motherless children. With Han Qixian's tacit approval, his nephew Han Chang, who was a member of the Han army in Nanjing Prefecture, took the opportunity to include these troops under his command.

To strengthen the family strength.

On the afternoon of the tenth day of the lunar month, they heard that their hometown had been captured by the Qi army. Tian Shicang and Tian Qingyu, who both came from Tianjiawa Village in Hejian Prefecture, found the civilian husband who had just been sent from Hejian Prefecture to find out about their family members.

The two of them found the civilian husband's camp and asked many fellow villagers about the current situation in Hejian. Some of them kept silent while others sighed and hesitated, unable to get any useful information.

It wasn't until half an hour later that he met Tian Shicai from the same village. Tian Shicai was thin and short, and he was only fifteen years old. After the three of them recognized each other, Tian Qingyu couldn't help but said strangely: "Shicai, you don't get drafted until you are sixteen, you You are still under 10 years old, why are you still doing hard work?"

Because he met a fellow villager by chance, Tian Shi finally showed a smile on his dirty face. But after hearing Tian Qingyu's words, his shoulders immediately slumped, he lowered his head and sobbed: "Uncle Qingyu, my father was killed, and I was dragged here to support him." His lack”

They are all from the same village, and they are related to each other. Tian Shicang couldn't help but said angrily: "But he was harmed by the Qi bandits!"

"No, no, it's Jin. Jin Guojun. He went to the village to collect food a few days ago. My father stepped forward and spoke a few words of justice on behalf of the villagers, and then he was beheaded."

"Why are you collecting grain again? Didn't you collect it once?" Tian Shicang asked.

But Tian Qingyu's focus was on the other side, and he saw him saying nervously: "Shicai! How is my family?"

It was okay not to ask, but when he asked Tian Shi, he started crying even more urgently. After more than ten breaths, he said intermittently: "Uncle Qingyu, after the military master entered the village, he fell in love with Sister Dong'er. Sister Dong'er refused, and my aunt was heartbroken. He gave her first aid, bit a military commander, and was... killed by the military commander."

Tian Qingyu felt his vision go dark. He held on to the side of the car to steady himself. Then he stumbled and said, "How is my Dong'er doing now?"

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuancyn is, Sister Donger was damaged by seven or eight military men, and she threw herself into a well afterwards.”

After Tian Shi finished speaking, Tian Qingyu sat down on the ground.

At dusk, meals are served in the camp.

They had two meals a day, and this was usually the time when the sergeants were most relaxed and comfortable. However, the atmosphere in the Han and Guo military camps on the east side of Fucheng, which was responsible for guarding Fucheng, was extremely depressing.

The Han and Bo soldiers from Nanjing Prefecture were a little better. From time to time, they talked in low voices and exchanged information obtained from each other in order to speculate whether the Qi army had entered Nanjing Prefecture.

But inside the Hejian soldiers' camp, there was a deathly silence.

Nowadays, it has been spread among people that so-and-so’s daughter was raped and humiliated by a Jin man and then committed suicide in a well; so-and-so’s wife was raped and thrown into a trap and committed suicide;

There are countless other news, such as the few grains stored in the family being robbed by the Jin people.

The eyes of the soldiers who were determined to be in trouble at home were all red.

Those who have not yet received the exact news from their families are equally worried.

Many people are thinking about the same question. Now I am working for the Jin people on the front line, but my family members in the back are brutally murdered by the Jin people.

What's the point of fighting this battle?

At 2:00 a.m., the sky was dark. After a low-spirited conversation between Shi Desheng and several junior officers, Shi Desheng, the commander of the Dezi Camp of the Hejianxiang Army, took the initiative to sit down next to Tian Qingyu, the commander-in-chief.

Not sure what Shi Desheng said, Tian Qingyu nodded with red eyes.

At midnight, in the quiet Hejianxiang army camp, suddenly groups of soldiers quietly came out of the barracks and gathered around Shi Desheng's camp.

A quarter of an hour later, more than a thousand people gathered, and then Shi Desheng quietly led people out of the camp. But it is unrealistic for so many people to be completely silent. When Shi Desheng left the camp, he was bumped into by another Sun Yingzheng who was on duty at night.

Under the flickering light of the torch, before Shi Desheng could speak, Sun Yingzheng took the lead and sighed, "Brother, I already know about your family affairs, what are your plans?"

With a word of 'brother', Shi Desheng pulled out half of the sword and slowly returned it to the scabbard. He was silent for a moment and said, "Go home first, bury my father, and then take the brothers to the grass."

Shi Desheng's family was a small squire outside Hejian Mansion. He was not spared this time either. Not only was all the food stored in his family robbed, but his father was also killed by the Jin in the process of blocking him.

Therefore, in the evening, he launched a series of contacts and contacted a group of low-level officers who had also suffered at home. He planned to escape back to Hejian, deal with the aftermath, and take his family up the mountain to drop grass.

Many officers had heard about Shi Desheng's experience, and they could not help but feel some sympathy for the death of a rabbit or a fox.

Sun Yingzheng sighed again and took the initiative to get out of the way.

Seeing this, Shi Desheng clasped his fists to express his gratitude, then waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him filed out of the camp under cover of night.

About a quarter of an hour later, the end of the team also walked to the camp gate. Shi Desheng, who had been standing side by side with Sun Yingzheng, clasped his fists again and said in a low voice: "I can't thank you enough for my kindness. If Shi can survive, I will repay my brother's kindness in the future." Affection!"

Sun Ying was returning the greeting, but just as Shi Desheng was about to turn around and leave, he called out again, "Brother, please take a step to speak."

Shi Desheng was surprised, but he still followed Sun Yingzheng to a secluded place. The latter hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice: "Brother, falling off the grass is not a long-term solution. I think you might as well vote for the King of Chu of Qi State."

Shi Desheng couldn't help but be stunned. Qi State has been weak for a long time. In their habitual thinking, they never thought that Qi State was the master of the Ming Dynasty.

"Brother Yu, from what I can see, the King of Chu of Qi State has extraordinary means, and there is no way he will become a powerful enemy of the Jin Dynasty in the future."

A few sincere words, but it is not easy to make a hasty decision on such a big matter. Shi Desheng pondered for a few breaths and finally said: "I will go home and take care of the funeral first, and then make plans."

"It doesn't matter, brothers, take care of yourself!"

"treasure!"

In the middle of the day, Shi Desheng came out of the camp.

But in the Hejianxiang Army barracks, there were people to look after and cover them, but outside the barracks, it was not so easy to hide from the golden sentries outside.

Finally, Shi Desheng and others were found three miles away from the boundary river.

The patrol then informed the Jin army's elite cavalry to intercept the group of soldiers on the bank of the boundary river.

A mutiny that was hastily decided and lacked planning ended in vain.

Even when the Jinmen and Horses, who had a blood feud with them, surrounded them, no one of the more than a thousand people dared to resist.

The pressure of more than ten years and the superstition that the opponent is invincible cannot be broken overnight.

At the beginning of the ugly period, the mutinous soldiers were escorted back to the camp.

After learning the news, Zong Bi got up in the middle of the night. After understanding the cause and effect in detail, he summoned Wanyan Xiebao into the camp and reprimanded him.

Wanyan Xiebao was scolded, naturally not because of robbing military rations. This matter was actually Zongbi's own order.

Zong Bi thought that he was stupid and had done bad things in Hejian, but in order to save trouble, he captured local husbands and came south with the army!

Isn't this an obvious way to let the civilian husband bring the local reality to the front of the battle?

Wanyan tilted his head and looked like he would not admit his fault even if he was beaten or killed. It wasn't that he didn't expect this, he just didn't care.

So what if the Han people are dissatisfied?

Back then, when we destroyed Tokyo City of the Zhou Kingdom and captured the Zhou Emperor, emperor's heirs, concubines, and princesses, could it be because of the strict discipline of our Jin army?

We rely on our swords and guns, and we rely on the bravery of our Daikin warriors!

If the Han people are not convinced, then kill them until they are convinced!

Wanyan Xiebao also came from the royal family of the Jin Kingdom. Zongbi couldn't really do anything to him. After scolding him, he dismissed it.

At two o'clock in the morning, Han Qixian and Han Chang's uncle and nephew asked to see them.

After the two entered the account, they first reflected on themselves, and then began to plead for the mutinous soldiers.

They don't really feel sorry for these people, but Han Chang has already regarded this force as his own. It would be a pity if they were all killed!

Before Zong Bi spoke, Xie Bao said coldly: "According to military law, deserters must be killed!"

Han Qixian bowed and cursed in his heart: You are still reasonable, you are the mother of all the trouble!

But his face was still respectful, and he said to Zongbi: "Commander, there are Qi troops on Nanjing Road now. The morale of the army is already unstable. If we continue killing at this time, it will be useless to the morale of the army!"

Zong Bi said, "The movement of the Qi army is just a bluff. As long as our army can capture Fucheng, its power will disappear. But the mutiny of the soldiers must be punished, otherwise, wouldn't everyone follow suit?"

"Handsome."

Han Qixian wanted to plead for mercy, but Zong Bi waved his hand to interrupt and said to himself: "However, I thought that most of the soldiers were deceived, so I killed the first culprit and then used the three-to-one method."

Hearing this, Han Qixian's uncle and nephew looked at each other and reluctantly accepted this opinion.

The so-called "drawing one out of three" means randomly selecting 30% of the more than a thousand mutineers and beheading them.

Zong Bi naturally noticed that the morale of the army had been fluctuating recently. Firstly, it was the aftermath of the glacier explosion years ago, and secondly, it was related to the Qi army fleeing on the Nanjing Road.

Now that the army supplies have arrived, all preparations for launching a general attack on Fucheng have been completed, but before the general attack, Zong Bi wanted to use thunderous means to frighten the armies.

To put it bluntly, it is to use people to sacrifice flags.

The next day, the eleventh day of the first lunar month, the sky was clear.

Since the trees have long been cut down, there is no obstruction to the line of sight between Jinying and Fucheng.

At Chen time, the Jin people randomly selected more than 300 mutineers who had their hands and feet tied, and beheaded them in front of the formation.

When the Jin people randomly selected Xiang troops to be executed, the atmosphere was extremely horrifying, but this time there were far fewer people crying and begging for mercy than before.

At three o'clock in the morning, Shi Desheng, who was naked, was tied up by Wu Huada and put on the execution platform.

When Zong Bi's Han official stood on the stage and loudly read out his charges, he suddenly heard a noise in his own formation and couldn't help but look back with the eyes of many soldiers.

However, they saw that on the facade of the east city wall of Fucheng, three miles away, a banner with three feet high and two feet wide was spread out, stretching from the top of the wall to the bottom of the wall.

Write a five-character letter to Han'er not to be a slave!

Shi Desheng felt this. He squinted and looked at the bright rising sun, which reflected on the huge text.

The golden light spread everywhere, making it particularly dazzling.

Shi Desheng's nose suddenly felt sore, and he felt a huge regret in his heart. However, he suddenly raised his breath and shouted to the dense crowd of soldiers watching the execution below: "The golden dog killed my parents and raped my wife and daughter. Brother You guys, Golden Dog doesn’t regard us as human beings. The only way for us to survive is to return to the Han family! Han’ers are not slaves!”

"Execution! Execution!"

The Han man who recorded the story screamed loudly, as if just listening to Shi Desheng's rebellious words was already a great sin.

The swordsman who had been waiting for a long time strode forward and slashed his head.

Shi Desheng's good head rolled away.

However, his cry of sorrow and indignation full of regret seemed to be echoing in the air of the cold winter morning.

'Han'er is not a slave! '

Below, countless Jin and Han troops all looked at the large characters on the outer wall of Fucheng.

Wanyan Xiebao was so angry that he jumped down from the stage, raised his riding crop and whipped it down all over his head and face.

The Han recording on the stage seemed to have had his tail stepped on, shouting down below: "Don't look at it, don't look at it!"

Tian Qingyu, who was lucky enough to escape the "three draws and one draw", was still staring at the five big characters that were crossed by the rising sun to Phnom Penh even though he was illiterate.

Wanyan Xiebao's horsewhip was the first to be hit. With a whistling sound that ripped through the air, it hit Tian Qingyu's face, taking away a piece of flesh and blood.

In the past, Tian Qingyu, who did not dare to take another look at Jin Bing, was still looking at the top of Fucheng City stubbornly.

(End of this chapter)