The reason why he did this was that the slave army did not have enough food, and the other was that he wanted to educate other surrendered Mongolian tribes through bloody killing. Today, the rules on the grassland are no longer determined by the Mongolians, but by him, the emerging overlord of the grassland.

The Ponu Army built a tall tent on the hill on the west side of the Foxgate. The open tent allowed General Zhang to see the entire ravine. In front of the marshal who was five feet above the ground, there were five Mongolian Khan. The Ponu Army commanders Lu Deyin, Zhang Li, Hu Ming, Huang Zhi, Huang Wei, Zhang Tong, Chief of Staff Gu Xin, Qu Guozheng, the Intelligence Department commander, Yang Wei, the artillery commander, and the new Mongolian deputy commander of the Ponu Army, Haserdun, all sat in the lower heads in turn, accompanying General Zhang to observe the execution.

The main force of the attack this time was Pang Guangtong-led, with 50,000 auxiliary soldiers of the Desert Army transformed from refugees. Zhang Ping'an, who had been running around for days, was a little tired at the moment. He curled up in the wide handsome chair with great majesty. Although Mr. Zhang was not in the right position at this moment, none of the people in the tent thought that Zhang Dashuai was lazy, was soft-hearted.

The commanders of the Pou Slave Army had seen the plans made by the Guxin General Staff and were impressed by the endless murderous methods of General Zhang. Seeing the dense crowds of people in the valley for more than ten miles, they felt somewhat unbearable. They rationally told them that General Zhang’s decision was correct. After all, if the Pou Slave Army lost this war, their fate would be the same as those of these prisoners. Zhang Ping'an's prestige after this great battle was so high that even the eagles on the grassland sky dared not stay here.

In fact, Zhang Ping'an was very upset at the moment. A few days ago, he went to meet Song Yingxing. This master of things in Zhang Ping'an's mind was very unconscionable and kowtowed to him and cried. He said that he was weak and had his father and children in his family needed care. He asked Zhang Dashuai to let him go and ask him to go to the Xuanwei envoy to take office.

Zhang Ping'an began to persuade him kindly, and told Song Yingxing about his promotion to the position of Xuanweishi envoy of the Ministry of Education. In front of Song Yingxing, Zhang Dashuai took out a thousand gold coins and ten Dongzhus. He clearly told Song Yingxing that as long as you follow me, the gold coins will be all yours. He also promoted the eighth-rank small official appointed by the court to the fifth-rank senior officer of the fifth-rank senior officer of the Imperial Palace.

Zhang Ping'an's method of conquering people is to be direct. I'll give you the money. You have experienced in the Ming Dynasty. You can't get so much money in your life, and you can't get more than a fifth rank in ten years. But Song Yingxing didn't get into the oil and salt, but just wanted to do it, just not wanting to go to Posou City to take office. Zhang Ping'an took out a blank edict and threw it in front of Song Yingxing, asking him to fill it in. As a result, Song Yingxing hesitated for a while, but still didn't want to go.

This completely angered Zhang Dashuai. He jumped up and pointed at Song Yingxing's nose and cursed: "Song Yingxing! You are shameless. You didn't even pass the Jinshi exam, but the emperor gave you the Jinshi exam for my sake. Tell you that you have to go to Ponucheng, and you have to go if you don't go, don't mess with me. I give you face, but I didn't let you kill the Tartars. Lu Xiangsheng, who passed the Jinshi exam with his real talent, still killed four Tartars with his own hands.

I just wanted him. Immediately Lu Xiangsheng was promoted to the fourth-rank Xuanwei envoy of the Ponucheng. He had only been in Ponucheng for two years. I immediately wrote a letter to Master Sun Ge immediately. You are still a dog-good person, and you should be the capital of the Xuanwei envoy. When will I be happy to serve me, I will promote you again. If you like to take this money, I will not give it to me. You can do it! If you dare to escape, I will submit a report to the court and take your whole family to the Jinyiwei to the prison for the crime of resisting the order."

Under Zhang Ping'an's naked threat, Song Yingxing compromised. He choked and stopped crying, and carefully asked: "Zhang Xuanwei, can you not write a letter to Master Sun? The official thinks it is appropriate for me to be this assistant."

Zhang Ping'an was almost confused by Song Yingxing. This southerner is not arrogant and has a very stingy face. He has a bright and open mind. "Bad! You are the only one who is responsible for the capital. When I go to Ponu City, I will arrange an errand for you. After I finish doing it, I will give you a steward."

Song Yingxing took advantage of Zhang Ping'an's inattention and picked up the imperial edicts on the ground and put them in his arms. He had already accepted his fate, and all the civil officials of the Ming Dynasty court spread all over the place. Zhang Dashui, the army of the Possess, was in a bad heart and even darker.

Mr. Zhang, who took back his reverie, wandered on the edge of violence again. Gu Xin, who had been watching his every move, was secretly shocked. Mr. Zhang's eyes were so familiar with him, because the centipede flesh worm on Zhang Ping'an's face began to act again. In conjunction with the centipede shaking, Mr. Zheng's eyes gradually became cold. This means that he might have made him extremely bloody today.

"Haseldun gives you a favor, go and choose someone! Don't let me down!"

Haserdun, who was prepared, gave a round of salutes in the coach's tent and rushed out of the tent. He had already decided on his future tribal candidate a few days ago. Haserdun, who had turned over his horse, rushed to the northwest of Foxgate. There were more than 200,000 men and women here, and with Haserdun's orders, he gave his order.

These surviving Mongols quickly piled their homes into a wall, which separated them from other Mongolian prisoners to be executed. With the formation of the Haserdun boundary wall, the three thousand black-armored spear infantry of the Pou Nu Army gathered along the boundary wall from both sides of the ravine. In just two moments, the Pou Nu Army surrounded the Mongolian prisoners at the bottom of the ditch.

When the general of the Pou Nu Army saw that the encirclement was completed, Zhang Ping'an waved down casually to signal the Pou Nu Army to start action. The passionate war drums were beating beside the commander of the commander's tent. The soldiers of the Pou Nu Army, holding spears, stepped neatly under the command of the drum beats. When the low horns sounded, the Qianmao of the various units led the teams to draw out the battle knife and pointed at the fingers. The generals of the various units shouted the battle horn in the sound of stepping: "Flat...spin! Step at the same time... go!"

The Mongols captured in the encirclement were already desperate. Their Khan had been trapped by the Ponu Army, and the officers led by the Ponu Army were all arrested by the Ponu Army's orders. Since there was no one leading the way and no weapons, they were driven by the human instinct to drive the young and strong men in the lower tribe to actively surround the women and children. They hoped to use the men's blood to calm the wild and uninhibited heart of the fox wolf on the grassland. The Mongolian men facing the spear did not dare to resist, because doing so would infuriate the bloodthirsty commander of the Ponu Army.

As the 50,000 Pou Nu Army holding four-meter spears narrowed the encirclement, a long Mongolian tune of sadness came from Haserdun's camp. This melodious song, accompanied by the spears of the Pou Nu Army, mixed with miserable and sad tremolo, prayed to Changshengtian for the early end of the killing.

In the sad long Mongolian tune, the Pou Nu Army, with a silver skull-faced armor, showed the world their terrifying and bloodthirsty side. The spears stabbed into the prisoners' bodies and made a dull "puff" sound, which could actually be heard three miles away. What followed was a miserable and painful wail. When a row of spearmen in front of the Pou Nu Army stabbed the Mongolian prisoners, the team led the general to immediately command the next row of spearmen to advance so that the next spears were stabbed.

In the position of the spearmen in the Pou Nu Army, once the spear-holder soldiers showed a cowardly expression, the lead soldiers would always beat and curse him without hesitation and curse him. If you dare to hesitate about the inspectors behind the position, they would take his life. Therefore, the Pou Nu Army lined up a neat line, took firm steps and screamed hideously, aimed at the Mongolian prisoners in front of them and stabbed the spear in their hands again and again, then pulled out the spear head of the blood-sprayed spear, raised the spear under the command, and blood flowed into their cuffs along the spear rod.

Tens of thousands of young and strong Mongolians surrounding women and children were compressed by the Power Army to a less than two miles of encirclement. The instinctive fear drove them to lean back and avoid the spear that was about to pierce into their bodies. However, the Power Army thrust countless spears, peeling off the outer layer of green and strong Mongolians less and less. The Mongolian women in the inner circle cried and called on the brothers outside and their husbands. The crying was so desolate that they flew away the vultures on the grassland looking for bones.

Haserdun couldn't help but burst into tears when he looked at the cruel scene. Blood had invaded the tender green grassland, so that the soldiers of the Pou Nu Army, who were the slaughterers, could not stand firm in the muddy blood. As the massacre continued, fewer and fewer males on the outer layer. Many children who were not as tall as wheels rushed to the Pou Nu Army formation, hoping to exchange their weak bodies for the sympathy of the Pou Nu Army soldiers to protect their father and brother.

The bloodthirsty Pokémon will not stop killing people, because once they stop killing, they will be killed by the inspector. So these children became the targets of killing. At this time, Haserdun could no longer control his emotions, and he had to find a way to rescue the women and children who had not yet been massacred.

Although this would anger Zhang, the general of the Destroyed Slave Army, he could not care about the fact that these Mongolian women and children could survive. He quickly stabilized his emotions and sang a long Mongolian tune with his new tribe: "The moon on the fifteenth is rising in the sky..."

This love song of the Mongolian meeting of Aobao was first sung by Mr. Zhang after defeating the Jurchen attack last time. It quickly spread across the grassland. This cheerful love song was extremely sad by the people of Haserdun. Zhang Ping'an, who was in a tent three miles away, was drinking milk tea and enjoying his bloody revenge.

This sad song made him frown. When Gu Xin saw Zhang Ping'an frowning, he felt that things were going to happen. Unexpectedly, the song actually touched Zhang Ping'an, and he also saw the slaughter of Mongolian children. So he sighed: "Poor child! Just send an order, kill all men!"

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The spring of the fourth year of the Tianqi revelation was destined to be uneasy. Recently, She County, Zhangde Prefecture, Henan Province opened a warehouse. This warehouse called "Yin Guangju" seems to be quite large. In order to prepare for opening, they sent a lot of goods to the warehouse one after another. One warehouse had more than 300 stout men with a foreign accent, and they were often very busy.

The yamen runners in She County saw that there was a fat sheep opening, and wanted to get some benefits from it. They instigated the Dianshi of She County to make money, and received a positive response from Dianshi Hu Dayong. Seeing that there were many staff members in this warehouse, Hu Dayong called the yamen runners and hiring more than 100 people to come to celebrate the opening of the warehouse. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!