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Chapter 64

: How to be cruel

In just over a month, the dignified Ming Dynasty collapsed, making it so fast that it was unbelievable.

The proud Li Chuan came quickly and went faster. Before the dragon throne under his butt was warmed up, he fled from the capital in a hurry, and his escape speed was no slower than when he broke through the capital.

The million-strong army claimed by the new dynasty of Dashun was gone, and the Emperor Chuangwang had no idea of ​​guarding the capital. He took his brothers to pat his butt and ran towards his hometown.

The efficiency of the Manchus was obviously much higher. After the Qing Dynasty was erected, several decrees were issued, he immediately gathered his troops and chased them in Li Chuang's footsteps.

The Manchu soldiers who had always been looked down upon by Li Chuang actually chased Dashun's troops and did not dare to breathe, which made many people, including Li Zicheng, stunned.

The speed of the change of the King Banner on the City was shocking, and the people couldn't tell who was the real dragon emperor, and they were not interested in considering these things. They decided to find out one truth: the world is in chaos, and the time is for war to be caused. Taking advantage of Dorgon's time to take care of it, he rushed to the south to avoid disaster, so as not to become a slave to the Qing Dynasty.

The Han people in the designated area are automatically converted into slaves of flag dating. If they escape, they should be killed. This is the most basic core content of the law of fugitives.

As the name suggests, the law of fugitives originally conquers the Han people to prevent them from escaping, but such a brutal law made most people choose to escape.

There were people hiding from war everywhere, and it seemed that the entire Beizhili was fleeing.

The fleeing crowds are based on families as the most basic unit, either from the same clan or from the same hometown, and gather in hundreds of people to move south as a whole. This phenomenon is extremely common. There are also relatively large-scale groups where the entire village migrates collectively, often reaching thousands or even thousands.

Since ancient times, escape and famine have been far from being as simple as migrations with family members. During the great migration full of suffering, countless individuals with weak power were engulfed by powerful individuals or groups, and bloody tragedies were performed.

In order to prevent being divided or "eat" by people who are also fleeing on the road, people always gather in the same family or hometown.

The number of people is the simplest and most intuitive and powerful. After relying on strength to gain a sense of security, you will naturally divide the property of weak individuals or groups. During this process of division, bloodshed is common.

During the migration process, death caused by natural factors such as hunger and disease is not the main factor for attrition. Most people die under the violence of other migratory groups, and the property they carry will become the spoils of the victors, supporting the victors to continue migrating on the thorny roads.

More than a dozen villages migrated collectively, and the super-large scale of more than 30,000 people attracted all refugees with disobedient intentions and local societies. Even those broken bandits who were dispersed, they also put aside their intention to kill fat sheep under the shock of the dead army.

The money, rice and grain that these people carried with them were so unimaginable. Look at the sea of ​​forks guarding the crowd, whether they were bandits, bandits, or villains, there was a chill rising from the back of their necks.

Just looking at the neat and majestic posture of the army to die, only those who are tired of living dare to come forward and rob.

Since a fire burned my home, I have been out for several days. I have seen many bad eyes on this team on the way, but these people who followed Li Dashen's wealth to leave their homes were not afraid at all. Instead, they looked at the people who were also fleeing with sympathy. The crowds were always preparing to rob or prevent being robbed by others, and they didn't have to worry about so much. The entire army to die was their own children and fathers, and the iron forks were the best security guarantee.

When the army was still very weak, they had annihilated the world-famous strong soldiers such as the Manchu heavy cavalry. Now, the army of the army, in terms of numbers and equipment, is higher than before, but they are facing refugees and bandits who are weaker than the Manchu soldiers. Everyone is at ease.

The rebels who once leaped on horses and raised their swords near the capital ran away without a trace. At most, they encountered some scattered soldiers and vanguards. These small rebels who fell behind did not dare to meet the soldiers who went to the death.

I heard that there were some flag soldiers who came out to encircle slaves with their clothes. I heard that these Manchus were surprisingly brave, and a team of hundreds of people dared to encircle eight or nine hundred refugees. It was just that I heard that no one had seen it with my own eyes. Because Lu Bingyin took two hundred horse-riding infantry and took turns to move day and night, and Li Dashen could know any movements from one hundred miles away.

I heard that yesterday some flag doctors were going to come to the Circle slaves. They were killed by the two teams of the dead army after dozens of miles away. They also brought back the heads of those flag masters to everyone to pass on.

"See? This is called the rat tail of money," the elderly man pointed to the heads with small braids behind his head to explain to the children.

"It looks so ugly, like a pig's tail." Several brave children laughed and lifted the Qiding's head up, and then threw it away from afar, causing their companions to burst into laughter.

"The fourth uncle, there are 1,566 enemies following him. The one who is the head of the Zhengbai Banner, and there are no war soldiers. I guess he can catch up this evening." Lu Bingyin likes to stay on the horse more and more, and he doesn't dismount even when reporting the enemy situation to Li Si. Perhaps this is the latest hobby of the old infantry who has never ridden a horse in his half life.

It is very suitable for veterans like Lao Lu to use as scouts, and they always explain the enemy situation clearly in a concise manner, which made Li Si very satisfied.

One thousand five hundred enemies bit their tails and followed. Lu Bingyin said this very clearly. But what does it mean to have no war soldiers? If there are no war soldiers, why should the Tartars catch up? Send their deaths?

"It is true that some Manchu flag soldiers, more of which were Baoyi, and there were no established war soldiers at all. I think these Manchu slaves are the ones who came to join the circle rather than fight." Lu Bingyin said with confidence: "Of course there are less than half of them with weapons. If you give us two teams, I can kill the turtle grandsons who recognize the thief as their father. The horse-riding infantry split too apart, and there were only dozens of them with me. I killed a few of the turtle grandsons and came back quickly."

Since Lao Lu became the leader of horseback infantry, he has used "max" to describe the number of subordinates.

Li Si looked up at the sky.

Lu Bingyin knew that this brother was going to make a decision.

Now Manchu is trying his best to defeat Li Chuang by launching all the troops from all over the country. Wu Sangui's Han army is in front of the Eight Banners, followed Li Zicheng's footprints and rushed to the west. A small number of troops rushed south to cooperate. Now the crowds of tens of thousands of people around him are actually behind the Manchus. Of course, the speed of traveling is far less than that of the Qing Dynasty, so they will be pulled further and further by the Qing Dynasty's soldiers, and there will be no major danger for the time being.

For the Qing Dynasty, which had limited military strength, every Niulu was very precious, so it was naturally unlikely that the built-up soldiers would be used to pursue refugees.

It is said that men over ten years old and under seventy years old (historical facts) in Manchuria have to join the army. In order to pursue Li Chuang, Dorgon even tried to get rich. But regulations are one thing, and facts are implemented one thing, and this has been the case in all dynasties.

Now, the people who attacked from the capital, with red eyes and red slaves were mostly children of nobles. These young guys were surprisingly brave. Three or five people dared to chase the Han people in the entire village, and there were often strange things that several people captured hundreds of people.

The more this happens, the more arrogant and unscrupulous the Eight Banners' children became. For them, gathering more than a thousand people to pursue more than 30,000 refugees was already a waste of money to smash mosquitoes and timber.

Can hundreds of Han people really not beat several Tartars? Is there too many Tartars and they are still cowardly?

Whenever Li Si thought of this, he felt heartbroken, so he quickly denied the idea of ​​breaking the enemy.

"Today it's not the river, let's wait by the river. I want our compatriots to see if the Tartars' neck is hard or our knife is sharper. Old path, do you go there and bring those Tartars and their slaves over, do you understand?"

"Show weakness and attract the enemy." Veterans like Lu Bingyin quickly understood the meaning of this order: "Okay, if we were far away from the river, we would probably meet the Tartars before dark."

It is clearly planned to fight an annihilation war.

Given the enemy's weakness, no one has any objection to such an arrangement.

"Okay, I'll arrange for the villagers to cook early, so that the soldiers can kill the enemy when they are full." The old charlatan Wei Wuya was very diligent and always took the initiative to do things diligently to show that he was a serious military advisor to the death army, not a wild way to surrender.

Li Si also understood that this old guy wanted a formally appointed confession. Although the confession still needed the prince to ascend the throne before it could be effective, this old guy just wanted to prove that he was a person inside the army to die.

But Li Si never gave it to him.
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