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Chapter 545 The End of the Jurchens ([-])

In one day, [-] families of dignitaries were ransacked and exterminated like a thunderclap. It was foreseeable that even their hometowns could not escape.

In this almost white terror-like atmosphere, everyone completely shrank their heads back, even those children who love to cause trouble in the family on weekdays were all locked up one by one.

These dandies are not stupid either, they know who they can mess with and who they want to hide from. Now there are people patrolling all the streets in Beijing, even though they are all ordinary soldiers, these guys really don't dare to provoke anyone.

Of course, it's not that there are no 'warriors' who dare to challenge the big devil, but that guy is here for the first seven days, because he was directly beheaded on the spot because of the attack on the army, and the family didn't even say a fart. It was all done secretly.

However, it’s not that there are no good things. At least Wang Xuan made it clear that everyone should perform their own duties and be responsible for their own responsibilities. This sentence alone has improved the work efficiency. The people from the department stepped in and raised some accusations and opinions that were not there.

A lot of time is wasted talking about each other, and there are some bullshit censors who are responsible for finding faults, what the hell are they playing on the wind, it sounds good to strengthen supervision, but in fact it is a group of laymen who are directing blindly .

It is the order given by Wang Xuan this time. The national census and land census are the affairs of the household department. Be responsible for the area in charge of your own investigation. If there are mistakes or omissions during the second cross-review, you must also be held accountable.

Of course, Wang Xuan also had a purpose in starting with the census of population and land. The day when this work is completed is when households are divided into households. grassroots.

In this way, it can also absorb a large number of socially idle talents to enrich the officialdom, eliminate social conflicts, and at the same time exert the catfish effect and increase competitiveness.

Wang Xuan only pays a little attention to these tasks, he only needs to hold the gun tightly.

Large-scale recruiting began. This time, Wang Xuan's target was 20. The main recruiting sites were in Shanxi, Shaanxi, North Zhili (Hebei), and Sandong, each recruiting [-] troops.

The standards are still as strict as ever, and of course the remuneration is also as high as ever.

In fact, among the people, [-] mu of land is really a lot, enough for many people to work hard for it, not to mention Zeng Ce, who is exempt from tax on military land, plus three times the original Daming's grain and salary, in order to ensure full payment Under the circumstances, it is enough to feed the whole family, not to mention the other benefits, which are so attractive that the recruitment has caused a sensation since the beginning.

At present, I am starting to recruit new jobs in Hebei. Before that, I only picked and picked out less than 20 out of the [-] Beijing camp. It really scared Wang Xuan enough. Damn it, it’s really special to be so rotten. What a wonderful thing.

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Liaodong.

With a livid face, Nurhachi kicked the person in front of him, and wandered back and forth in a daze. On his shaved blue scalp, he could see the blood vessels throbbing, his chest was bullying, and his lungs were blowing like a bellows. The sound, the mouth kept panting heavily, and the bronze face covered with wind and frost was flushed red at the moment.

He suddenly drew the treasured knife from his waist and struck the table in front of him with a crackling sound. The table was split in two and lost its balance, thinking about falling in the middle.

"Tell me, tell me how many people have died now!" Nurhachi yelled at his sons and ministers with his beard and hair stretched out, "In just seven or eight days, 3000 people have reported to me. Many people."

"This is more than 3000 people, how many three thousand are there in total for my Jurchens!"

"Where did those damn attackers come from?"

"Huang Taiji, tell me, didn't the captured people be sent to you? Have they been interrogated!"

Huang Taiji stepped out of the line, said with a solemn expression and a sad face: "Come out for interrogation."

"Say!" Nurhachi gritted his teeth and asked.

"Reporting to Huang Ama, these are all from the Central Plains martial arts, and they were all lured here by Wang Xuan. According to the account of these captives, Wang Xuan offered a reward for the heads of our Jurchen warriors, each priced at 300 taels of silver, and also gave some The big martial arts sect assigns a task, how much must be completed, if it cannot be completed, it is a crime of collaborating with the enemy, and the entire sect will be directly wiped out by the army." Huang Taiji said with a serious face.

"what!"

"so tall?"

There was a gasp in the hall. Those who can be here are either princes or nobles. They are all rich and not short of money, but the more they are, the more they know how powerful money is, and how much 300 taels of silver really represent. purchasing power.

For such a high price, if it weren't for their own clansmen, to be honest, they would have organized an army to kill people.

Nurhachi sat down on the bronze dragon chair, his face was livid, and he gritted his back molars and protruded two words, "Wang Xuan!"

"It's not just that." As if the bad news wasn't enough, Huang Taiji continued: "Then Wang Xuan also opened the sale of crossbows. For the martial arts practitioners this time, he specially opened the restrictions on military three-edged bone-piercing arrows, and , Free anesthesia for everyone.”

"I've seen the three-edged bone-piercing arrow. Not to mention it's hard to dodge within thirty steps. The three layers of cowhide armor will be pierced by a single blow. Even if it misses a vital part, the bleeding and poison alone can make the body Our warriors lose their ability to resist in a short period of time, and are left to be slaughtered!"

The more you talk, the more depressing the atmosphere in the hall, everyone can imagine that a killer disguised as an ordinary Han people, hiding in the crowd or in the mountains, suddenly a cold arrow hits behind him, basically there is no way to hide and he will die undoubtedly.

Especially when everyone was unprepared at the beginning, most of these 3000 people died in the first few days.

Now that the news is spreading, there is no need to go out. If they go out, they will be careful to guard against the strangers around them. The casualties have been reduced a lot.

But it’s not a problem if it goes on like this. There is a saying that you can only be a thief for a thousand days, and there is no one who can guard against a thief for a thousand days. When will this day of fear be over!
In the last day or two, there has been news that those martial arts people have started to cooperate in groups of three or four, and there is even someone who secretly used Mongolian sweat medicine to anesthetize a family in the middle of the night and then beheaded them all!
The day before yesterday, Kule wiped the house, and was found alone and his wife dead on the bed early in the morning. The Jurchens who dared to come were filled with righteous indignation, cursing the Han dogs for being despicable and shameless. A coward until his son comes back drunk from outside...

Everyone looked at the naked and headless corpse lying on the bed with Kuleza's wife, and then looked at Kuleza... the atmosphere became a little weird for a while.

"By the way, why didn't Kule wipe his father out?" Someone suddenly said this, and the scene immediately fell into a dead silence. Only the howling cold wind came in from the door, making the wooden door creak.

"Ah, I remembered, I haven't finished the pheasant that I ate yesterday, I'm so hungry!" One person said something suddenly, turned around and left immediately.

"Yes, I remembered it too. I haven't hit my son today. This hand is so itchy, hahahaha."

The others looked at Kulecha's head with inexplicable eyes, and they also found various reasons that were completely unreliable, turned and walked away quickly, but Kulecha heard a few or two sounds from the wind that seemed to be nothing. laughter.

"what!"

The sound of "bang" and "bang" kept coming from Kulecha's family, but it diluted the gloomy atmosphere these days, brought some jokes to people under heavy pressure, and relieved the tense situation. The Jurchens made outstanding contributions.

Kulecha: ┻━┻︵╰(‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

"Okay!" Nurhachi is worthy of being the peerless figure who led the Jurchens to rise again, quickly suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at the crowd with a sullen face and asked: "What can you do, talk about it, the matter must be resolved. "

"If you want me to say, kill all the Han Chinese, so that there is no possibility for those martial arts people to hide." Mang Gurtai waited for a pair of blood red eyes and roared.

"You can't kill them all." Huang Taiji shook his head.

"Why can't you kill? What are you afraid of, you weak fellow!"

"How many Jurchens are there in total? If we really kill all the Han people, who will plant the land? Who will open the mines? Who will produce those weapons? Are we Jurchens alone? In that case, we will have to hide in the mountains again went!"

Mang Gurtai, who was asked by Huang Taiji a few words, was speechless, but stomped his feet resentfully, panting continuously.

"Then what can you do?" Nurhachi asked, looking at his favorite son.

"Treating the symptoms, not the root cause." Huang Taiji shook his head, "To win over those Han people who can't get along in the martial arts, or threaten their family members with hostages, or buy them with money, but..."

"However, it's not a long-term solution. In the final analysis, our Jurchen's background is much worse than that of the Han people who occupy the land of the Central Plains. There is no comparison in terms of money, population, land, resources, etc. Throughout history, once the Central Plains has such arrogance The rise of such a person is the end of the surrounding alien races, and it has been like this in all dynasties, I..."

Looking at his father Nurhachi, Huang Taiji had tears in his eyes, and the words "No Way" were extremely heavy. He really couldn't continue, and could only cry for the rough fate of the Jurchens.

Following Huang Taiji's words, the atmosphere in the entire hall became more and more heavy, and the deathly silence made people breathless.

Finished!

The Jurchens are over!
It has not been many years since its rise, and basically everyone here knows what kind of life the former Jurchens lived.

Memories, like a flood bursting in the mind, almost overwhelmed everyone's reason.

Fear, like an erupting cold wave, attacked the whole body, icy cold, filling every cell.

(End of this chapter)