Han’s Son is Not a Slave

Yunnan, Qujing House.

The fighting on the top of the city continued, but the sound of the fighting was getting smaller and smaller. When the last two Ming soldiers who were still desperately resisting jumped from the city in despair, Qujing fell. Tens of thousands of Qing troops swarmed into the city with grinning laughter. There were dead Ming soldiers everywhere on the city and down the city, and horrific cries were soon heard from the city.

The commander-in-chief of the Qing army, Zhao Butai (also known as Zhuobutai), issued an order to massacre the city. This is what he and his younger brother Aobai like to do the most. Screams and cries.

As usual, all the living Han men in the city of Qujing became the targets of the Qing army's mad slaughter. They rushed into the city like a tide and rushed towards the streets of Qujing. Wherever they went, the long knives in their hands kept slashing. At the same time, Han people fell under their swords, and men who were protecting their wives and children died tragically in front of their relatives. The women who were so frightened were dragged out of the house with a smile, and the children who were hugging their mothers were cut off with knives, pierced through their chests with the tips of spears, and then The yard waved excitedly in the air.

The atrocities of the Qing army frightened those unarmed Han men, they dared not resist, or even dared to stand in front of the door. They kowtowed straight and their faces were bloody, but their pleas did not show the slightest mercy to the beasts in front of them, and in the end what was waiting was a long knife slashing over. When the head flew away from the body, there was no anger in the man's eyes, only fear, and the voice that broke the line-"Forgive us!..."

A team of Qing soldiers slaughtered all the way from the alley. When they turned around again, they were full of corpses behind them. Those who were not dead were struggling and moaning. A child who was only two or three years old was sitting on the ground without knowing anything, next to his dead father, but he didn't cry, just looked at the arm hanging from his body with only a little flesh and blood.

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"Please, give me back my daughter, give me back my daughter, I promise you what you want to do, I will sleep with you, I will sleep with you..."

The businessman's wife was shocked when her daughter was robbed. She wailed and hugged the Manchurian officer, begging him to let her daughter go. As long as he can let her go, she can do whatever she wants!

The Manchurian officer didn't kick the poor Han woman with his feet, he just stared at the baby who was only ten days old in the swaddle, and he could even see a bit of joy on his face. All of a sudden, he smiled and laughed happily. With his blood-stained right hand, he pinched the chubby little face of this Chinese child, and then suddenly smashed the swaddling clothes onto the bluestone-paved ground.

"My daughter! Beast, beast!  …"

The woman was crazy, she let go of the hands that were holding the Manchu military officer, and was about to hug her daughter, whose head had been smashed to the point of bleeding, but her scalp tightened abruptly, and the whole person could not move, but the hair called that The Manchurian officers stopped.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

The woman struggled desperately, hammering the beast in front of her with all her might, but to no avail. She watched her clothes stripped by the beast in front of her eyes, and then threw her to the ground, slamming her arms apart regardless of her pain. Legs, and then pressed down on her like a boulder.

The poor woman was tortured again and again by the Manchurians, her heart died, and her eyes became dull.

The woman is crazy, really crazy, but her head is always on the side. In her dull eyes, her daughter was silently wrapped in a swaddling swaddled blood stained with blood.

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The huge pain from the lower body made Qin unbearable. At a glance, he saw blood flowing down his legs. He couldn't help but panic and turned pale. Hearing the approaching footsteps of the Qing soldiers outside the hospital, Qin couldn't help but feel numb. With no more thoughts, he gritted his teeth and climbed out of the house. After seeing a well more than ten meters away, he didn't know where the strength came from. He struggled to stand up, and swayed to the well.

"Haha, there's a big-bellied woman! Go and report to Mu Canling, the old man likes fresh placenta the most!"

As soon as Qin Shi arrived at the well platform, three Qing soldiers rushed in from outside the hospital, and they wanted to come and arrest her with a strange smile. Frightened, Qin Shi screamed, touched Long Long's belly, and jumped into the well without hesitation.

"Damn, don't dance!"

When the three Qing soldiers saw that the big-bellied woman was about to jump into the well, they stepped forward to stop it, but they were a step too late. When they ran to the edge of the well, Mr. Qin had already jumped into the well, only to see the dark water at the bottom of the well. Overflow, momentarily silent. Only the dark wellhead seemed to be sobbing silently, crying, and complaining.

"Bah, it's really bad luck, I wouldn't have reported to Mu Canlin if I knew it earlier."

As soon as a Qing soldier said something dejected, someone rushed over from outside the hospital, but it was Lord Mutaa, the General Counselor of Manchukuo.

"Where's that big-bellied woman!"

Mutaa rushed into the yard excitedly, only to find that there were only three soldiers of the Han army there, and couldn't help but get angry.

A Han army bit the bullet and told the story of the big-bellied woman jumping into the well. Muta'a's face changed suddenly when he heard it. , the placenta is fresh, you three go down and fish me up!"

"what!"

Rao is the three Han soldiers who knew Mutaa's hobby, but Mutaa even ate the placenta of the dead, and his scalp was numb.

"What are you still doing, don't hurry up and fish!"

Under the coercion of Mutaa, the three Han troops could only bite the bullet and go down to salvage. Seeing that Mutaa couldn't find it in a while, he led the Manchu soldiers who had followed him and rushed to a shop next door to search for goods. In the store, the shopkeeper, his family, and a few guys were cut down by Manchu soldiers.

After searching for a while and finding all the valuables, Mutaa was about to leave when his Manchu soldiers found a young Han Chinese boy in the closet, which seemed to be the young son of the shopkeeper. Mutaa originally wanted to kill the Han Chinese cub, but when he saw that he was born quite handsome~www.NovelMTL.com~, he stopped the men who were going to kill and ordered them to drag the Han cub out, and then the soldiers were all killed. go out.

The Han Chinese child was frightened by the tragic death of his parents, and he was at the mercy of Mutaa. After a while, the Manchurian soldiers outside the house heard the child's cry, and after a while, they saw the sensible leader with his trousers on his back. Come out of the store. Goodbye to the young Han Chinese boy in the room, huddled in the corner like a fool. A soldier asked Mutaa if he wanted to kill the Chinese child, and he didn't know whether it was Mutaa who was kind-hearted or just did a good job, and actually spared the child's life.

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After Qujing massacred the city, the Qing army withdrew from the city, and another group of people forced their way into the city to collect the corpses, and a total of corpses were obtained, including 1,254 naked women and 3,250 young children. When collecting the corpses, some soldiers from the Green Camp who had not entered the city before saw the naked women's corpses, and there were many beautiful people, but they were smeared with lard and vented their desires. In addition, more than 6,000 young women from Qujing City were brought back to the camp by the Qing army, and they were spoiled day and night by turns. Every day, women committed suicide by biting their tongues.

"Except for the Tufu, Yunnan, Lin'an, Qujing, Chengjiang, Xundian, and Chuxiong, Wu'an, Yao'an, Dali, and Yongchang in the east, all of them were attacked by war, no one did not encounter. Looting. For example, clothing, grain, property, head and livestock have been robbed, and it is no longer necessary to say; moreover, men and women have been looted, causing the separation of military and civilian parents, brothers, husband and wife, and children, which is tragic. He was arrested, hanged, tortured, burned and branded, and the grain and silver of the cellar was demanded. The premises were turned over, and the cottages were burnt and demolished, so that no one was left without clothes, skin, and family. Hunger, and death has no empty days. It is even more tragic in the areas of Qujing and Yongchang. The killed, tortured and branded the dead pile up on the road, and there are no people around for hundreds of miles. It really makes Jia Sheng cry, and Zheng Tu can't do it. Painting. I don't know why the people of Yunnan are so extreme." - The Five Provincial Classics, Hong Chengchou's memorial.