The deep ditch was full of prisoners. Looking at the bottom of the ditch, four or five meters deep, all of these people were weak and sank on the ground. Many people knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, begging with snot and tears, looking very pitiful.

"Don't kill me. For the sake of everyone being Han, please spare me!" Bayan said while kowtowing.

"Han people? You are worthy!" Yue Polu sneered and said, "I haven't heard of any Han people named Bayan yet?"

"My father is Li Yongfang. I am really a Han Chinese, it's absolutely true!"

"Bah! Your father is a shameless traitor, you are just a traitor, go to die!"

Yue Polu said as he kicked Bayan's chin, and immediately smashed Bayan's chin bones, and his whole body was ruthlessly thrown to the bottom of the pit like a face pocket.

"What are you waiting for? I'll push all these scums down!"

With a command, the soldiers rushed up, held spears and drove the prisoners away. Whoever dared not leave, stabbed them with the gun. They trembled and kept retreating, until they reached the edge of the pit.

"Jump down!"

"No!"

Everyone is afraid of death, and these prisoners are even more so. They stand by the edge of the pit and take a step forward, and they will never be able to recover. They are not willing to do so. The crowds are getting denser, one by one, crowded like cans. Some unlucky guys fell into the pit, scaring the people above them even more scared.

"We don't want to die if we fight them!"

A few prisoners rushed up desperately, swaying like mad dogs. As a result, the soldiers beside the pit were prepared and stabbed out with a spear. They immediately left several eyes on them.

But it was not a vital point, but just putting some blood on the thighs and arms, causing them to lose their fighting ability. It would be cheap to stab them to death. These shameless traitors should taste the taste of being buried alive!

Finally, driven by the soldiers, more than 500 prisoners were driven into the pit like dumplings. When they arrived, the group of people were still unwilling to give up. People stepped on people and crowded people. The instinct of survival drove them to climb up desperately, trying to escape from the sky. But what awaited them was the guns and the knife hit them like raindrops!

Just as they were struggling, the first shovel of soil was spread on their heads.

loess!

There is no doubt that the death of these people is coming. They are unwilling to give up, struggle desperately, roar hard, and shout hard. They yell hard. They step on others' shoulders and climb up desperately. Finally, they grab the edge of the pit with one hand, and their whole body is concentrated on their hands, and their bodies are in a difficult situation.

At this moment, a knife fell ruthlessly, and all five fingers were cut off. Blood splashed out. The captive fell into the pit again in a desperate shout, and only the broken fingers were left at the edge of the pit and were still provoking!

Many people have heard of burying alive, but they have really seen it with their own eyes, especially such a large-scale burying alive, which is beyond imagination. At first, the people were still watching with interest. But when the heart-wrenching roar came out, their hearts also sucked.

Especially when shovels of loess were thrown down, the living people were submerged in the loess. They let out the final scream of despair, and the little ghosts in hell were nothing more than that!

The Netherworld instantly descended to the human world. The soldiers of the Anguo Army were like the ruthless judges of the Senluo Palace, pushing the prisoners into a state of death and never being reborn.

Seeing the first wave of more than 500 people being pushed down, a huge mound of soil gradually took shape. Chen Qianfu couldn't help but turn his head and didn't dare to look at it anymore.

In my ears, the shrill screams were still lingering, and countless prisoners fell into the sea of ​​suffering. They stretched out their arms and kept crying to save them, just like the afterimage of the end of the world, constantly impacting people's hearts.

Chen Qianfu finally couldn't bear it anymore. He quickly stepped in front of Gu Zhenhua and bowed deeply.

"Duke, I'm so brave to say a heartfelt word. Everything is enough to stop. These people have been buried. Don't do this for others. No matter how hard labor or even beheading, it's better than burying alive! Since ancient times, killing prisoners has been ominous and harming the peace of the world. Please think twice!"

Xie Bin's face turned pale and sneered: "Governor Chen, these are not ordinary prisoners, they are all traitors! They have long lost their humanity when they join the Tartars and betray the Ming Dynasty to harm their compatriots. They have to talk about such beasts, and bury them alive, which is a bargain!"

"General Xie, you can't say that. Most of them are soldiers. They can't help but listen to the orders of their superiors. If they are buried alive, the other soldiers who surrendered will know that they have no way to live will only work harder for the Qing Dynasty. It will not help us to fight for them anyway. As the saying goes, God has the virtue of being a virtuous person. The Duke of the State gives them a way out. Isn't it better to be more surrendered soldiers and be loyal to us?"

Xie Bin is just a martial artist, so he can't talk about Chen Qianfu. He just looked down on his face and didn't say anything, waiting for Gu Zhenhua's statement.

Gu Zhenhua had a expressionless face and sighed for a while: "Chen Futai, what you said is right. It is indeed not good to massacre prisoners. But you have forgotten one thing. The Ming Dynasty has been so unrestrained for so many years! It makes right and wrong and confusing black and white. Shameless people live more nourishing because of shamelessness. Loyal patriots are constantly excluded because of their integrity. This is like this in the officialdom and society. In a word, the Ming Dynasty is sick!"

In fact, it was not just the Ming Dynasty that was sick. The factors of this disease can be traced back to the accumulated problems over thousands of years. After the ancient empire reached its peak, it became more focused on infighting. Putting the interests of the group on the supremacy of the country, the more dangerous the moment, the more obvious this tendency is, and the more keen on infighting the ruling group is.

Destruction is in the hands of the enemy, and can still be a slave and survive. If you die in the hands of your own people, you will never be able to recover. Because of this, some people have fabricated nonsense about how many days they have to rub rouge and powder for the traitor.

Some people even shamelessly believe that surrendering and becoming a traitor is to endure humiliation and compromise, in order to maintain the moral principles and inherit civilization. To the king Yao and Shun, it can also make the monarch of the barbarians become Yao and Shun, which may be more challenging. Some civilized garbage that is servile is floating in this kind of self-hypnosis!

Hong Chengchou, the governor of Ji Liao, surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and surrendered to the Xibo Wu Sangui. After the Qing Dynasty entered Beijing, many court officials and important officials of several dynasties rushed to flatter him and fell to the feet of the Qing Dynasty.

This unhealthy trend and evil spirits cannot be stopped, and traitors emerge one after another. Sooner or later, the world will fall into the hands of the Qing Dynasty, and China will endure hundreds of years of decline!

Gu Zhenhua has always been ruthless to traitors. The reason is very simple. He has to draw a clear red line. As long as he steps over, he will be disappointed and die without a place to die. Whoever dares to sell his country for glory, no matter what the reason, no matter how nice it sounds, what awaits you is cruel death.

Right and wrong cannot be confused, and moral standards cannot be confused! The five thousand years of accumulated Chinese people are justified, compromised, and selfishness must be eliminated!

"The retaliation must be corrected!" Gu Zhenhua sneered and said, "Kill, cruel killing, use all means to make the traitors afraid, make the traitors afraid, make them sleepless all night, and don't want to eat and eat. For ugly people who have surrendered and turned against each other, we should not give them a chance. We should not think about recruiting traitors, let them be correct anyway. What we should do is to use the cruelest means to intimidate others. Those who are hesitant and swaying must be clear that surrender means death. There is no remaining gray area between black and white, right and wrong. Only in this way can we reshape the Chinese spirit and inspire the determination of patriots. As long as hundreds of millions of compatriots can truly unite, why fear the mere Tartars!"

Gu Zhenhua stared at Chen Qianfu and smiled slightly: "I naturally know that cruelty is easy to kill, not a good reputation, but someone must do this at this time. For example, the martial arts king Ran Min, and the founding general of this dynasty, Chang Yuchun. Wolves and dogs are everywhere, and everyone is in danger. Only by being more cruel than wolves and more fierce than jackals can we win back the hearts of the world. In order to defend the Ming Dynasty, some reputation is just a passing cloud, worthy of history and the sky!"

"Mr. Guo, I'm wrong with my duty!" Chen Qianfu was completely shocked when he heard this. What does it mean to have a big mind and a big vision? It's like Gu Zhenhua!

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he knelt in front of Gu Zhenhua with his knees, prostrating himself.

"The humble mouse is short-sighted and only looks in front of him. I don't know that the Duke of the State is so envious. Daming is indeed sick, but Daming cannot be just a doctor, Gu Zhenhua. Chen Qianfu is not talented and is willing to contribute his strength. Chen Qianfu is willing to kill the remaining prisoners with one force!"

While speaking, Chen Qianfu got up from the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he was possessed by a fierce god, and he flocked to the other prisoners with his subordinate Kaifeng.

"Dog traitor, let me die!"

More and more prisoners were pushed into the pit, and no matter how hard they struggled, they were useless. In a full day, all ten large pits were filled, and nearly six thousand prisoners were buried alive.

At dusk, when lime is poured on the loess, stepping off the floating soil and exposes one desperate and struggling hands. Everyone can't help but think about what a terrible scene is buried below.

In addition to killing these prisoners, no powerful landlords who colluded with the Qing Dynasty could escape.

Gu Zhenhua deliberately sent back a fake news first, and the gentry was fooled. They gathered together and contacted everywhere. It was obvious that Gu Zhenhua was defeated and the Qing army was about to come. The most important thing was to preserve the glory and wealth.

These people actually joined forces to force Chen Qianfu to hand over the control of Kaifeng. Among them, the grain merchant Hou Po was the most active, and this guy obviously made the wrong bet. Just when Gu Zhenhua's army returned, they completely collapsed.

Of course, Gu Zhenhua would not be polite. These guys were buried alive. Moreover, Gu Zhenhua also erected a stone tablet and wrote down their crimes in detail. In this way, they were completely nailed to the pillar of shame.

Chen Qiao's victory was also spread quickly. Gu Zhenhua's strength and Gu Zhenhua's ruthlessness deeply shocked everyone's hearts. Suddenly, other regions in Henan surrendered one after another, and Gu Zhenhua's authority was finally established.
Chapter completed!