Seeing the word Jiangyin on the city gate, Zhao Ming was stunned, as if he was struck by lightning. "I just escaped from Nanjing and got rid of the Qing army's pursuit. Unexpectedly, I came to Jiangyin City by a tragic devil. Wouldn't this cheat me?"

Although Zhao Ming had shallow historical knowledge, he still knew about the three massacres of Jiading on the 81st day of Jiangyin. This was much more difficult than leaving Nanjing.

If I remember correctly, more than 100,000 Qing troops would soon surround Jiangyin City, surrounded the city and blocked the city, and then attacked desperately.

In the first year of Hongguang, the Qing army occupied Jiangnan and issued an order to shave and change clothes, forcing the Han people all over the world to keep their braids, changing the clothes of Yiman people, enslaved the Han people spiritually and culturally, and destroyed the self-confidence of the Han people.

For the sake of hair, Jiangnan people's heads rolled. He did not simply shave his head and change his clothes. There were deeper political purposes behind it, destroying the spirit of the Han people, establishing the dominance of the Manchus, and ensuring that the Manchus are not assimilated by the Han people.

The self-confidence of a nation comes from its culture and the civilization it creates. The clothes you wear and braids you shave are all things that are full of people. If the Han people have any confidence, their spirit will be destroyed.

This is like later generations. Even if the country is already quite strong, Chinese people always feel unconfident when they see white people. This is because food, clothing, housing and transportation, education, science and technology, culture, values, etc. are all Western standards. How can they be confident?

Zhao Ming knew that when the hair shaving order was released, the Jiangnan region was in a turmoil, which caused fierce resistance from the gentry and people in Jiangnan. Jiangyin City was a big banner at that time. Under the siege of more than 200,000 Qing troops, they stood firm for 81 days. After the city was broken, none of the righteous people surrendered, only fifty-three young and young hid in the pagoda to escape by luck.

"This is a more dangerous place than Nanjing!" Zhao Ming pulled his horse and stood in front of the city gate, losing his mind for a moment.

"Brother Bo'an, go quickly!" Zheng Sen hurriedly urged Zhao Ming, "Jiannu is here to kill him!"

Zhao Ming came to his senses and turned his head to see the Qing army gathering. He could only bite the bullet and hit the horse into the city. As soon as the two entered the door, the suspension bridge was pulled up.

At this time, a middle-aged man in Taoist uniform and net scarf in the city welcomed him, surrounded by a group of young faces. The people around him saw two heroes entering the city and cheered, "Hero! Heroes!"

"I am Chen Mingyu, how dare you ask the names of two righteous men?" The middle-aged man bowed.

This person is Chen Mingyu. Zhao Ming couldn't help but look at him. He was in his thirties, with a national face and a pair of sword eyebrows, and was extremely imposing.

"I was born in Zheng Sen late, with the name Damu!" Zheng Sen clasped his fists, showing a proud look on his face, and a little fluttered amid the cheers.

Although things in recent days are a bit thrilling, they are also exciting enough, making Zheng Sen enjoy the feeling of being admired by everyone.

Zhao Ming scanned the sides of the street and was surrounded by excited faces. He quickly calmed down and bowed boldly, "I, Zhao Ming, Zhao Bo'an!"

Since the city has entered, then since it comes, you can rest assured. Jiangyin can stay for 81 days, and it will take a long time, so I am afraid of an egg.

My martial arts are so good. It is not impossible for me to kill Tartars here first, earn reputation, accumulate reputation, and then find opportunities to break through or change the fate of Jiangyin.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mingxin calmed down a little. The force given to him by God made him very confident. "I miscalculated. I am right. I am not sure whether I am coming or not. Now I don't know if I am coming or not! The ancients seemed to have a name. I wonder if I can call Ritian or not, and whether I have a taboo?"

At this time, Chen Mingyu said excitedly: "Brother Zheng, Brother Zhao, Jiannu implemented the hair shaving order, saying that he would keep his head but not his hair, and wanted to destroy my ancestors' clothes, his clothes, and his spirit of the gentry. The gentry and people in Jiangyin can break their heads and their hair should not be shaved. He has decided to resist the Qing Dynasty. The two gentlemen are willing to join us to protect their clothes, clothes, and their ancestors' dignity!"

The students around and the people looked expectant, and they all said again, "The heroes will help us!"

"Why would Jiannu dare to do this? No one is bullying me in the Ming Dynasty?" Zheng Sen was furious when he heard the words. Shaving his hair was a big deal. Meng Yuan did not issue such a shameless decree. He clasped his fists and said, "Sen is willing to do his best!"

Chen Mingyu was overjoyed and looked at Zhao Ming again. He heard the people who entered the city say that they were rescued by two heroes, and knew that the heroes with guns were very brave. As soon as he was on the city, he also saw Zhao Ming halting his horse and standing in the middle of the Qing army, and he was very surprised.

There is still chaos in Jiangyin City now, and there are still differences in the city. With these two help, the gentry and people will definitely strengthen their determination to resist the Qing Dynasty.

"Zhao is willing!" Zhao Ming was immediately raised and suddenly lowered his head to point at the arrow shaft in his chest, "But can Mr. Chen arrange a doctor to see Zhao's arrow wound first!"

Chen Mingyu reacted and quickly turned his head and ordered, "Take Zhuangshi Zhao to Xingchuntang!"

The Qing army gathered outside the city. Chen Mingyu ordered a student named Xu Yong to take Zhao Ming to a medicine shop in the city. Zhao Ming saw Zheng Sen hesitating, "Damu, just help Mr. Chen!"

Zheng Sen knew that Zhao Ming was strong, "Okay, I won't be with you anymore!"

Zhao Ming was led by a scholar called Xu Yong and talked all the way. He stopped outside the clinic. Zhao Ming turned over and got off the horse. When he walked to the door, he saw many injured people lying inside, with white cloth wrapped around his body, pale faces and moaning continuously.

"What are you doing here? Are you going to enter or not?" A little girl in a strong suit outside the clinic, holding a dustpan of herbs, stood behind Zhao Ming and said angrily.

When the white-faced scholar Xu Yong saw the girl, he felt a little timid, "Miss Zhizhi, Brother Zhao is here to treat the wound. Please ask Xingchuntang to show you!"

The girl glanced at Zhao Ming. There was an arrow in her body, and her clothes were soaked in blood. She was as strange as if nothing had happened. She was so shocked that she hurriedly covered her mouth.

Zhao Ming looked down and saw the little girl. His eyes lit up. He was a pure and natural beauty. His face immediately showed a cold expression, his firm and handsome face, his wild and unruly eyes, and his sighing stubborn stubborn all exuded a strong masculine aura and charm, which made the little girl's heart beat for no reason.

"Come in!" The little girl also saw countless people, and it was not uncommon for a handsome young man, but when she looked at her, she had never beaten her face with enthusiasm. Her voice was much lower than before. She said something and walked inside.

Zhao Ming entered the clinic and sat down outside. A short while ago, an old doctor came. He looked at his injuries and looked surprised on his face, "Please take off his clothes!"

When the little girl heard this, she quickly turned around and prepared to go out, but a small flag led four soldiers and broke in.

These people were crookedly dressed and had a skewed look, and had no military appearance. They looked like they were not good people at first glance.

The head of the small flag officer stepped into the clinic and kicked the chair over and shouted arrogantly: "Where is the boy who came here to treat the wound just now?"

"What are you doing? This is a clinic, go out!" When the little girl saw it, she was not afraid of them, but instead shouted sternly, a little harsh.

Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows, "Miss, it's okay for you, get out of here. I'm ordered to capture the spy!"

"Boss, it should be that guy!" A soldier next to him swept the lobby and pointed at Zhao Ming and said.

Xiaoqi immediately waved, "Damn it, take it away!"

Zhao Ming, who was about to take off his clothes, was a little surprised, but he still stood up calmly and walked over to meet the soldiers.

"You are looking for me?" Zhao Ming smiled.

Several soldiers surrounded him, and the leader Xiaoqi looked at him. The arrows and bloody clothes on his body shocked him. He swallowed his saliva, "Shouge Chen asked you to tell me something, let me know what I know!"

Zhao Ming sneered, suddenly took action, kicked Xiaoqi directly, kicked him backwards, lay in the yard without moving, then kicked the two people sideways, instantly kicked them away, and finally turned his body, swept his right foot and only kicked them on the faces of the two behind, kicking them into a rotating body, smashing them on the medicine stand, and spreading the dustpan of medicinal materials all over the floor.

The little girl opened her mouth wide and was stunned by Zhao Ming's movements. Zhao Ming's one leg was independent, and he kept kicking his sideways. After moving his feet, he closed his legs handsomely.
Chapter completed!