This article was a long and long speech, but Nuerhaci was still talking in a usual tone, and everyone was not surprised to hear it.

Nuerhaci's words were full of anger and incomprehensible emotions. In his opinion, he was the conqueror of this land. He had the power to kill all the Han people on this land, and he did not do so. Not only did he not kill people, he also gave the conquered slaves and free people the identity of these conquered slaves and free people, allowing them to farm to serve. As a result, the Han people rebelled against him again and again, not understanding his tolerance and kindness, seriously hurting the feelings of the Later Jin Khan... In this case, Nuerhaci announced that he was not so polite to the Han people. First, he decided to kill the intellectual class of the Han people, that is, the Ming Dynasty officials and Sheng who had not surrendered to the Jin Dynasty before. This was the intellectual class of the Han people, and he would be killed immediately. Then he announced that he would kill the people without grain. On the 27th, the latest khan edict made it clear and simple: On the 27th, personnel were selected to go everywhere to kill the Han people without grain.

Using the old record, it means: go to the village fort by way of the village and then get off the horse and kill it.

Since Niulu is close to Kuandian and Changdian, and the Pine Tree River is a war zone, the selection personnel did not come to this place at the first time. In fact, in October, they began to kill Han people and former Ming officials everywhere. By the 27th day before the New Year, there was a formal decree to kill all the Wugu Han people. There were Jia soldiers and Yu Ding killing people everywhere along the Guanzhuang Village Forts. The few Jia soldiers and Mongolian left and right wing soldiers sent to Songshukou and Taizi River were a few. Niulu Ezhentabai had known about this for a long time, and he did not dare to neglect after receiving the order. This time, he killed the Sheng soldiers and Wugu Han people together.

The declaration of the Khan imperial edict was not an explanation to the Han people, but only asked these armored soldiers and flag deputies to know why they killed the Han people. After all, many Han people were already in charge of the heavy labor service. In the eyes of some people, they were already like donkeys, mules and horses, and were considered a property under their jurisdiction.

After the declaration of the edict, a group of flag servants immediately walked towards the selected students.

Huang Juren looked directly at Yu Ding, who was wearing a blue flag, who was walking over to him. The other party was holding a ladder knife in his hand, and his face was full of evil.

In Huang Juren's eyes, the other party was just a 15 or 16-year-old boy with a childish look on his face.

In a trance, he actually remembered his son, who was about the same age. When Yuan Yingtai was in charge of Liaodong, he led 30,000 troops to fight the invading enemy outside Liaoyang City. The sound of cannons on the top of the city and outside the city was rumbling, and the shouts of killing were shocking. At that time, the soldiers led by Yuan Yingtai were known as elite, and they were always above the top. The equipment was very well equipped, but the people in the city did not have much confidence. After all, the Eastern Barbarians were vicious and they won consecutive battles. At that time, the Liao people were no longer confident. In fact, Huang Juren and a group of people who could speak were persuading Yuan Yingtai to hold the city.

There were more than a thousand small and small Bolang machines and various small cannons at the top of the city. They cooperated with tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and there were 60,000 to 70,000 reinforcements outside. Jianlu had only 60,000 troops, and they could not capture the city anyway. As a result, Yuan Yingtai was too confident and was defeated after leaving the city... Huang Juren's son was shot into the door by a scattered arrow while helping the city. When he was carried home, he had already died. Huang Juren still remembered the huge arrow wound on his son's childish face, and the blood flowing from Gu Gu that kept flowing out...

The Yu Ding, who had a blue flag, was very strange. When he came over, the old man with gray hair and braids had no intention of avoiding it. He stared at him with his eyes. He avoided the other person's eyes and bit his teeth, and the ladder knife had stabbed in. The other person was very thin. Yu Ding pricked his chest according to his practice. The sharp blade easily pierced the skin and muscles. He went deep into the muscles. Yu Ding stirred the hilt of the knife. Seeing the blood gushing, the other person's eyes were lost, and his skin color quickly turned pale, and then his eyes were lost... The last action of the Ming Dynasty juren was to stretch his arms forward, as if he wanted to come and hug this Yu Ding. This action scared the young Yu Ding and jumped back half a step.

The rest of the flag captains waved their swords and took action. At this time, the families of the children cried in an outlying place.

Tabai ordered the killing of Wugu Han people again.

This time the noise was even greater. Many young men with blood and courage began to resist, but they were unarmed and quickly killed under the wielding of swords and guns.

The remaining people finally lost their confidence in resistance and began to be pressed to the ground, and the flag guards waved their heads with swords.

A strong smell of blood soon filled the surroundings. More than 100 Han people who were caught were Wugu Han people, and they were not from any household. Their fate was decided when Nuerhaci issued a war.

The ground was covered with headless corpses, and some were stabbed to death by Yu Dings with shovels or ladder knives. Blood splattered on the snow covered with chaotic footprints, and the blood stained the earth red.

Li Mingli has been watching the crowd. Even though such a killing scene made him tremble all over and scared him, he still stared at everything in front of him. He had made up his mind that if Da Ya was also facing the fate of being killed in the crowd, he would immediately draw a knife to resist. Even if he only killed one Jurchen, he would resist resolutely. His whole body was trembling, but he had an unprecedented determination and will. Li Mingli had always admitted that he was afraid of death and greedy for life, if he was not greedy.

He was afraid of death. He should have died in battle when he was Sarhu, and he should have died in Kaiyuan. He should have died even more after being captured. When he saw his old brothers in the robe in the Thirteen Mountains, he did not choose to turn to the other side. He was subconsciously afraid that the Thirteen Mountains could not be defended and had to face a life-and-death decision, and might be killed or captured again? At this moment, he was wearing armor in front of hundreds of Jurchens and no partner who dared to draw his sword around him, but he could make up his mind that as long as his family was here, he would draw his sword resolutely.

At this moment, the last valve on Li Mingli was broken and the final node was opened. His trembling was not fear, but an unstoppable impulse.

At this time, he suddenly realized that what he had been afraid of was just that... No man would watch his pregnant wife be tortured by others. The so-called fear of death does exist in everyone's heart. The pressure and fear make a man use it as a slave, but if his parents, wife and children face a butcher knife, even the cowardly person will regard life and death as a person.

Fortunately, Li Mingli never noticed the figures of Da Ya and her mother-in-law. When the massacre was going on, there were Manchu laughter everywhere. He felt his ears buzzing, so he could only hold the hilt of the knife tightly with his right hand, pinched his palm with his thumb, and calmed himself down as much as possible.

"Li Mingli," Tabai said to Li Mingli after the massacre, "You take people to carry the body and throw it away. We have to go to the next Guanzhuang."

"Yes, master." Li Mingli woke up in shock, bent and agreed in a dry throat.

"Very good." Tabai looked satisfied and said to Li Mingli: "You are good at fishing, hunting, farming, and you can also go to battle. You are a good slave and do things well. I will take care of you in the future."

"Thank you, my master." Li Mingli half-kneeled down this time.

The armored soldiers stared at the remaining Han soldiers for a few times, and then led by Niu Luezhen to the next Guanzhuang. Only a small number of armored soldiers and some of the remaining soldiers stayed, supervising the survivors in the Guanzhuang to carry the bodies and dig holes to bury people.

Li Mingli walked slowly towards a corpse. He was anxious to go home and take a look, but at this time he understood that he could not move rashly. The swords in Yu Ding's hands were not taken away, and he just waited for the opportunity to kill people again. He must not give these people excuses or opportunities.

Some Han soldiers went back to get shovels and wooden shovels. People came forward to get tools and began to dig a large pit in a wasteland facing the river on the west side of the official road in the west of the village.

The remaining women and the Han soldiers carried the dead bodies together. No one dared to cry, nor even shed tears. Everyone was stiff, but no one dared to stop the movements in their hands.

A group of flag diggers stood aside with a knife with a smile. Most of the people doing these things were teenagers under the 20s. They were the most wild at this time, most of them did not even have their wives and children, so they did not even have any sympathy. The older flag diggers were mostly watching from the outside and were not very interested in what was happening in front of them.

The Jurchen women in the village also came out to watch the fun with their children. They were not very resistant to these things. They were just a few Jurchen women with golden rings on their noses whispering. After all, these Han people were still a pity to kill them. If they were all assigned to each family as coats, at least their men would not have to work so hard to farm. It was Lao Khan's opinion that just killing Wugu Han people was Lao Khan, and there was a very clear khan imperial edict. They were afraid that they would be recorded and sued to Niu Zhangjing, so they just whispered a few words and stopped talking, watching the lowly Han people carrying the bodies of their companions with interest.

Li Mingli and another Han army were digging the ground. They spitted into their palms and quickly dug up without saying a word. First, they pulled out the snow, then shoveled out the yellow turf and dug out the roots of the shrubs, and then began to dig down. Soon a large pit that was more than one person appeared in front of them, and the killed bodies were also carried.

Li Mingli looked around and no one spoke to the Jurchens. A Bashi, wearing iron armor, was chatting with the people around him, and did not care about the matter here. Li Mingli said: "Give it aside, people in troubled times are not as good as dogs. Death here is no different from dying elsewhere. Don't cry and don't turn yourself in."

Everyone listened to him and began to throw the body into the pit.

He said he couldn't cry, but someone started to sob in a low voice.

Amid the low crying, corpses were thrown into the pit, including old men, men, women, and children.

Since this time, I ordered the killing of all the Guerreless people, almost all the Guerreless families among the Han people were searched and killed, including the elderly and children.

The bodies were still bleeding. After they were thrown away the pit, they mixed with the black soil, gray-white residual snow, withered shrub roots and broken grass. People's faces were raised and lying on their faces. Many people's eyes were still wide open, and there seemed to be unwillingness, anger, boundless panic and fear in their eyes.
Chapter completed!