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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Three: No Blood

Chapter 183 of Emperor Yongli: Soldiers Without Blood

"It's the Ming army. The Ming army is here!" I don't know whether it's an alarm or a secret code. A green camp soldier was already screaming at the top of the voice. All the green camps on the city tower, the Eight Banners soldiers couldn't help but poke out the female wall. Looking at the dark Ming army under the city moving towards the city.

Don't be anxious. Don't be anxious. Wang Debao's heart jumped wildly. He stroked his chest and kept telling himself not to be too anxious. Wait until the Ming army is still far from the city wall. If he suddenly attacks now, it will not be effective in cooperating with the inside and outside.

The Green Camp soldiers had already drawn out their weapons. The Eight Banners soldiers also held their swords and guns tightly. On one side, they were waiting at any time to turn against each other with a command. On the other side, they were determined to guard the city and fight to the death with the Ming army under the city.

Everyone's heartbeats quickly. Everyone's eyes were staring at the dark army. Every neat step of the Ming army shocked everyone, shocked and even more surprised.

A thousand-person general hurriedly walked up the city wall along the stone stairs in the city. He poked his head out to look at the Ming army under the city. Then he followed the city wall and arrived at the position of Wang Debao on the city wall.

"President Wang, please ask the Green Camp soldiers to pull the bow and arrow. As long as the Ming army reaches within forty meters, shoot hard for me." Mr. Qian Ren did not notice the malicious eyes of the surrounding Green Camp soldiers and yelled at Wang Debao in a hurry.

"Sir. Green Camp has no bows and arrows." Wang Debao replied patiently. This is the fact. Manchus provide them with robes and guns with no protection capabilities. Even long-range shooting bows and arrows are not allowed to be held.

"Go to the warehouse to get it." Mr. Qian's eyes were red. He couldn't figure out the truth that these stupid Chinese people were so stupid that they didn't know what to do: "I have a guide here. Take as many bows and arrows as you want."

Wang Debao smiled and shook his head: "Sir, it would be too late to get the bow and arrow. I have an idea. I wonder if I want to listen to it?"

Mr. Man Renqian saw the strangeness in Wang Debao's eyes. The Han man who had been servile to him had a completely sarcastic look in his eyes. Deep in his pupils, he could even detect a strong murderous intent. Mr. Man Renqian couldn't help but take a step back. He glanced at the green camp soldiers who surrounded him quietly. Their eyes were the same as Wang Debao, and they had no previous respect.

"What are you going to do...

Before Mr. Man Renqian finished speaking, a knife was deeply embedded in his abdomen. He stretched out his calloused hand to draw the knife and fight back. But the severe pain in his abdomen immediately spread from the nerve line to his whole body. Then another knife passed through his ribs. He roared angrily and finally fell unwillingly into a pool of blood.

Wang Debao wiped the blood on his waist knife with his hand. He took out the red scarf from the bag and tied it to his chest. He shouted: "Kill Di Yi. Open the city gate!"

"Kill!" Countless Chinese languages ​​were still staring at the changes on the city tower when they returned. The Qianshen, who was watching them, was killed. The Green Camp soldiers beside them raised their swords and guns and attacked them. With a scream, several unresponsive Eight Banners soldiers were chopped to the ground.

"Baru!" The Eight Banners soldiers who were betrayed also roared. They began to fight back.

Although the Eight Banners soldiers were wiped out a lot of fighting spirit by silk and satin after entering the pass, they still seemed extremely brave. A small number of Eight Banners soldiers turned their disadvantages in a short period of time. They rushed into the group of green camp soldiers bravely and fearlessly. They raised their swords and slashed wildly. The Green Camp soldiers began to retreat with their sisters and were eventually forced to the corner of the female wall.

"Kill. The Ming army is at the city. Open the city gate!" Wang Debao rushed into the battle group. The entire city wall was full of fighting back and forth. The Green Camp soldiers began to go crazy with the inspiration of the Ming army and Wang Debao under the city. It's a pity that they rarely contacted the battle formations and did not undergo much training. The weapons were much colder than the Eight Banners soldiers. Although there were many people, they still only had a draw with these Eight Banners soldiers. No one took advantage of them.

After several blows of the whole body, a fierce Eight Banner soldier rushed to a green camp soldier. He strangled his neck and jumped under the city wall from the gap in the female wall. The two of them fell several feet high and were smashed to pieces.

After the weapon was swept away, a green camp soldier rushed to the thigh of the Eight Banners soldiers. He bit off the Eight Banners with his teeth madly. Finally, he was cut down by the Eight Banners soldiers and directly penetrated his throat.

"kill!"

“Baru…”

At this time, there were suddenly bursts of shouts of killing in the city. First, it was the south of the city, then the north of the city, and then the east of the city, and finally the south of the city. In the drizzle, countless people walked onto the streets with wooden sticks and various iron tools, walked towards the prison, and towards the prefect's office.

The old county magistrate, who was in his sixties, stepped on the muddy road with a dozen trusted yamen runners and their families, showed off the banner of anti-Qing and restoring the Ming Dynasty and driving away Diyi. He walked along the long street from the county magistrate's yamen to the prefect's yamen in the rain. More and more people were joining their team. There were merchants wearing silk jackets, scholars wearing Confucian shirts and braids, craftsmen holding iron hammers and iron tools, farmers who mixed into the city carrying shoulder poles, children who had professional smiles carried benches, and children holding steel knives to capture constables. Their identities were different, but they had one thing in common. Their chests were equipped with bright red red scarves. On the long street with drizzle, the red scarves were soaked in the rain, but they still maintained their beauty.

In the north of the city, a group of people wearing red scarves had attacked the prison and released all the prisoners. The prisoners were removed from their shackles and put on red scarves. The only way they wanted to escape was to advance to the prefect's office.

When all the red scarves arrived at the prefect's office, all the angry Han people were surprised that the two stone lions in the prefect's office had already been inserted into the anti-Qing and Rejuvenation. The prefect, who had always been jealous of the rioters, cooperated very well and cut off his braids, threw away the men's men's clothes and put on the top of the Qing officials. He only wore a white undershirt. He clenched his fists in anger in the drizzle. With dozens of crooked melons and confidants, he shouted at the slogan of anti-Qing and rejuvenation and expelling Di Yi.

On the top of the city, the Eight Banners soldiers gradually disappeared. The increasingly loud slogans in the city made them lose the courage to resist stubbornly. But no one surrendered. They understood that this was a war between the Han and Manchus. Whether the Manchus perished or the Han people died.

"Baru!" The Eight Banners soldiers shouted the final roar in despair. They began to commit suicide and launched a crazy counterattack against the Green Camp soldiers. After cutting down the enemy, they were stinged by countless long swords and countless spears. The Eight Banners soldiers' courage even made the Green Camps who had an absolute advantage. They could only rely on the advantage of large numbers to constantly siege the single Eight Banners soldiers.

At this time, the Green Camp soldiers under the city tower had already controlled the situation. With a creaking sound, the city gate slowly cracked a gap and finally opened completely.

"Go forward!" The Ming army officer was yelling. The sound of military boots on the ground was getting denser and faster, and bursts of thunder were making waves of thunder.

The Ming army, who rushed in the first place, began to climb up the city wall and pulled out the batons to help the Green Camp soldiers encircle and kill the Eight Banners. Then another list of Ming troops entered the city. They did not stop at all. Under the guidance of a red scarf that had been arranged, they rushed towards the Eight Banners' barracks. The other Ming troops scattered to the four cities, encircled and suppressed the Eight Banners scattered in the city, and controlled the situation...

A war without gunpowder came to an end soon. In the open space in front of the prefect's office, hundreds of Eight Banners soldiers who had not yet died were cut off. Li Dingguo's order was to prevent any Manchu prisoners. Some puppet Manchu officials and wealthy families who had been close to the Qing army who had been to the Qing army on weekdays were caught and questioned. Dozens of people went in. Only two people stayed. The rest were lenient because they were threatened by Manchu.

The two places left behind were the prefect of Liangshan City and the other was the shopkeeper of Wang Jimipu in the city. They were temporarily arrested and will be escorted to Haidu City for trial in a few days.

Liangshan City quickly stabilized. After the Eight Banners soldiers in the city were cleared, the Ming army quickly entered the Qing army camp in Liangshan City and had no acts of harassing the people. Even so, the yamen runners wearing red scarves still routinely went to various streets and alleys to post the people's notice. After confirming that there was no danger, some timid people began to gradually walk out of the house and inquire about the situation in the city. The Jinyiwei staff of the Jinyiwei in the North and South Town Fushi, who were wearing red scarves, stood on the temporary platform and kept giving loud speeches to the gathering people. This is a skill that the emperor personally issued a decree to the North and South Town Fushi. Every Jinyiwei will be trained in speeches. Although the content of their speeches is the same, the voice is loud and scary.

"The Manchus invaded our land, slaughtered our brothers, ** our wives and children. The Han people were in trouble for twenty years. Every day was full of blood and tears. Every year was full of humiliation. Why is this?"

No one answered. The gathering people looked at the man in the flying fish suit and shouted loudly without making any sound.

The Jinyiwei was not discouraged and continued to shout: "Ten days in Yangzhou, three slaughtered people in Jiading. The Han people were beheaded by Manchus like cattle and sheep. What is this for?"

There were still very few responders. The truly enlightened Red Turban had already gone to the prefect's office to see the Ming army beheaded.

The Jinyiwei sighed, wishing he could rush into the crowd and beat the foolish people. Unfortunately, he didn't dare. Now the Jinyiwei's job is not as good as hitting people. Any beating will bring him disastrous consequences. Compared with the Jinyiwei who has been decades, the Jinyiwei is really pitiful. Now the foolish people in the street-occupied areas have become one of their jobs. If the Jinyiwei who has seen their miserable scenes decades ago, I'm afraid I'll laugh out loud. The Jinyiwei on the wooden platform has cheered up. He still has to keep this promising job. So this kind of cramming is like
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