Liu Jinzhong decided to bet once.

He didn't believe that his luck was so deceiving, nor did he believe that Hanzhong Shou would be so stupid.

If the Qing army general killed him, his son would definitely take the army away. These fat sheep would fly away.

Even for this army, the Qing army guards would not kill them.

As for humiliation, there will definitely be.

But Liu Jinzhong didn't care. From the moment he decided to vote for the Qing Dynasty, he put his integrity aside.

Anyway, you are all slaves, so what if you kowtow a few more times?

After Siding, Liu Jinzhong took a step towards the city gate.

"Let me in. I am Liu Jinzhong. I promise your general's conditions and am willing to go to the city alone to apologize!"

What surprised Liu Jinzhong was that the city gate had not been opened after a long time.

What the hell are these Tartars doing!

After a long time, a bamboo basket came under the wall from the top of the city, Liu Jinzhong instantly realized it.

Damn, the Tartars are insulting me!

The bamboo basket can only accommodate one person, and it is obvious that Liu Jinzhong is going to stand in and the soldiers on the city wall will lift him up.

In Liu Jinzhong's opinion, this is no different from drilling a dog hole.

At this moment, Liu Jinzhong felt a little regretful.

Shouldn’t you betray Zhang Xianzhong so impulsively?

No matter how mean and merciless Zhang Xianzhong is, he is ruthless and furious, at least he is still a personal under his command. But in the eyes of the Tartars, he is just a dog!

Or even a dog is worse than a dog!

But now there is no turning back.

Liu Jinzhong knew very well that Zhang Xianzhong was very cruel to the rebel general. The arrested rebel general would not only not be forgiven, but also be cruelly executed.

Beheading or strangling are considered light.

Burying alive or cutting it in half is not terrifying.

Zhang Xianzhong likes to bury people underground and reveal only one head.

Then smash it with a big hammer, and a gap will appear in the head instantly, and the yellow and white brain will spew out and then spread, just like fireworks.

Liu Jinzhong had seen Zhang Xianzhong get rid of two rebel generals with his own eyes.

That experience is truly unforgettable.

Because of this, it was impossible for Liu Jinzhong to return to the Western Army.

He had no other choice than to surrender to the Qing Dynasty.

After gritting his teeth, Liu Jinzhong stepped into the bamboo basket and shouted loudly: "Pull me up."

The soldiers on the top of the city then pulled up the rope with force, and the bamboo basket hung up in the air, shaking constantly.

As we get farther and farther away from the ground, the shaking becomes greater and greater.

Liu Jinzhong held the rope tightly with both hands and instinctively closed his eyes.

After a while, the bamboo basket was finally pulled to the top of the city.

Liu Jinzhong opened his eyes and stepped carefully to explore.

He then breathed a sigh of relief when he stepped on the ground.

After all this trouble, Liu Jinzhong's last breath was also relieved. He bent his waist and rolled his back and followed a Qing soldier forward.

There is no doubt that he prayed for the forgiveness of the Qing army's guards with a humble attitude.

Seeing this, Tong Yanghe smiled at Shuozhan and said, "It seems that this guy really wants to surrender."

"Haha, interesting, really interesting."

Shuozhan was also irritated and was eager to see Liu Jinzhong behave like a fool.

"Tell me, see if I beat this Nandog and he would bark."

Tong Yanghe said lightly: "Of course not, the thorn on his back is for whipping."

Shuozhan's eyes narrowed into slits: "Then I'll try it!"

Liu Jinzhong was taken to Tong Yanghe and Shuozhan and knelt down immediately, sobbing and said in a panic: "The slave was bewitched by the thief, so he would attack Hanzhong overestimate his ability. Now the slave has sincerely regretted it, and I would like to ask the masters to forgive me."

Shuozhan stepped forward and pulled out the Jingtou behind Liu Jinzhong and started to beat him without saying anything.

Liu Jinzhong was very panicked, but he didn't dare to take it, so he just gritted his teeth and held it back.

Tong Yanghe explained: "General Liu, our Qing Dynasty has a rule that all generals who surrender must beat the Killing Stick. Since General Liu has brought his own Jingtou, he will be spared. Just whip it."

This is of course the rhetoric compiled by Tong Yanghe. In fact, the Qing court never had any rules for surrendering generals to be killed first. It was simply that Shuo Zhan wanted to humiliate Liu Jinzhong.

"I thank my master for my advice. I am willing to receive the punishment!"

At this moment, Liu Jinzhong truly understood what it means to be a person on the throne and be a fish.

Not to mention the whip, even if the Qing army wants to cut him alive, he can't escape.

Shuo Zhan waved the thorn in his hand vigorously, and every time he whipped it, a scarlet whip mark appeared on Liu Jinzhong's back. Then the thorn mark raised to form a blood rafter like an earthworm, which was very terrifying.

Shuozhan's whipping was in no way, so the whip marks on Liu Jinzhong's back were interlaced and quickly looked like a fishing net.

Blood beads have emerged from the repeated whipping, and the skin is blooming like a flower.

Liu Jinzhong felt a torn pain and couldn't help but shout.

I wonder if the shouting aroused Shuo Zhan's desire, but he waved his thorns more and more excitedly and pulled Liu Jinzhong's back.

Not long after, Liu Jinzhong's spine was already scattered. Blood flowed down the wound and dyed his pants red.

Shuo Zhan became more and more excited, but Liu Jinzhong was already trembling all over.

Seeing that he might have killed someone if he continued to suck, Tong Yanghe coughed and said, "It's enough."

Shuozhan licked the blood that splashed the corner of his mouth and said with a sensual taste: "It's interesting to have accused of the thorns, haha, it's really interesting."

The muscles on Liu Jinzhong's back twitched instinctively, and beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down his neck.

"General Liu seems to be sincere in surrendering. But since he has surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, he must explain the rules of the Qing Dynasty. Come on, let's shave General Liu's hair and braid it!"

Tong Yanghe ignored the cold weather at this time and asked someone to shave Liu Jinzhong's hair.

Liu Jinzhong dared not object, and smiled miserably and said, "I thank my master for his grace."

Soon the barber was taken to the top of the city, shaved most of Liu Jinzhong's hair with a quick knife, leaving only a small piece on the back of his head.

According to the Manchu rules, the braid must be able to pass through the empty eyes in copper coins, so it is also called the rat tail of the money.

An experienced barber can braid your braids just right.

This barber is obviously an experienced person and shaves his head shortly after using it.

Liu Jinzhong pulled the braided just now and glanced at it, then said excitedly: "Thank you, my master, I have braided ones too!"

"Liu Jinzhong, although you have made a big mistake first, you will not blame the past for your sincere submission. From now on, you must work for the Qing Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty will not treat you badly."

Liu Jinzhong waited for a long time just to wait for Tong Yanghe's words, and quickly patted his chest and promised: "Master, don't worry, the slave must devote his life to the Qing Dynasty and die. The slave who offered the thief to Sichuan clearly knows the arrangement of the thief in Sichuan, and will definitely help the master take over Sichuan!"

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Chapter completed!