Zheng Chenggong had not asked a question yet, so he spoke out first for convenience.

Tsk tsk...

The other party claimed to be a strong man who was kidnapped by the Tartars, but in terms of appearance, it looked a bit similar.

Zheng Chenggong looked at the young man in front of him with great interest, feeling that this man was really compatible with the identity of a sturdy man.

"You said you were captured by the Tartars, do you have any evidence?"

It is naturally impossible for Zheng Chenggong to believe it easily, and he must have enough evidence to support it.

Otherwise, if he was deceived and made a wrong decision, he would not only suffer, but the entire Ming army navy.

Today's Ming Dynasty really can't afford to lose, so we must always be vigilant.

"The Tartars beat and scold us at all times. We are covered with scars. If the Tartars don't believe it, they can ask the villain to take off their clothes and see it."

Zheng Chenggong thought that this was a way, so he ordered in a deep voice: "Let's loosen up the ties."

"Your Highness!"

The soldiers hurriedly said, "If these spies are loosened and they have the intention to assassinate His Highness, then..."

Zheng Chenggong said disdainfully: "If there are so many personal soldiers in this account, if we can still assassinate our palace, then there is no need to fight Anqing Mansion."

The personal soldiers showed shame and quickly followed the order and did as they did.

After being loosened, Zhao Xiaoliu and others moved their hands and feet, and took the initiative to take off their clothes.

I saw dark red whip marks on their chests behind them. The whip marks were purlin-shaped, and they were very terrifying like earthworms.

Some whip marks intertwined with each other, like canine teeth.

Everyone in the account gasped after seeing it.

They all knew that the Tartars were cruel, but they never thought they were so cruel.

Is this a damn human? It's worse than a livestock.

Comparing Tartars to livestock is simply an insult to livestock!

Zheng Chenggong was also furious.

The Tartars bullied people too much and completely treated the Han people as cattle and horses. He only regretted that he had attacked Nanjing too late, otherwise he could have sent troops to Anqing earlier.

In this way, these people can escape the clutches of the Tartars as soon as possible.

But after thinking about it carefully, even if he took Anqing, there were still many prefectures and counties in Jiangnan in the hands of the Tatars.

Even if the entire Jiangnan is controlled, what about the north?

Hebei, Henan, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Shandong, Beizhili...

Zheng Chenggong suddenly felt powerless.

The remaining people burst into tears in the dust, and Nanpeng Wangshi's army has another year.

When Zheng Chenggong thought of the tortures of the people in these places as much as Zhao Xiaoliu, he felt as if he were cut off.

These people are probably extremely desperate, right? They must be complaining about why the court could not recover the lost territory and save them from the fire and water, right?

After calming down, Zheng Chenggong can now basically judge the identities of Zhao Xiaoliu and others.

If they were spies, they wouldn't have been so thin, and they wouldn't have had so many whip marks on their bodies. This was obviously suffering from abuse.

"How many villagers escaped like you?"

"If you return to your country, there are 53 villains in total."

Zhao Xiaoliu replied quickly.

"Come here, loosen all the fifty-three nobles and give them some food to settle."

With Zheng Chenggong's current strength, he was not enough to help the people all over the world escape the clutches of the Qing Dynasty. But he must fight these prefectures and counties around Nanjing.

First there is Anqing, then Fengyang, then Yangzhou, and Huai'an...

He wanted to use Nanzhili as the foundation and extend the control of the Ming Dynasty to the entire Jiangnan region.

These escaped people are not only witnesses of the brutal rule of the Qing Dynasty, but also a key point in Zheng Chenggong's external propaganda.

He wants to show the most tragic side to the people so that those who are unwilling to be slaves can rise up and fight!

To overthrow the tyranny of the Tartars, it is not enough to rely solely on Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan, and we must mobilize the power of the general public.

Only by gaining support from the people can the Ming army complete the reversal.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Zhao Xiaoliu was overjoyed when he heard this and knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Go down."

Zheng Chenggong waved his hand.

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......

Zhao Xiaoliu and a group of villagers were taken to an exclusive area by Zheng Chenggong's personal soldiers. Their tents were closely together and could take care of each other.

Mingjun provided them with clean clothes, freshly cooked rice, and some pickles.

They were all hungry for a long time and they all started to eat.

"Xiao Liu, eat slowly. People who have been hungry for a long time cannot eat so quickly, and their stomachs will be swelling."

Brother Fang was obviously very experienced. Seeing that Zhao Xiaoliu was like a hungry wolf, he quickly stopped him.

"Brother Fang, please let me eat half a bowl of rice..."

Zhao Xiaoliu ignored it and continued to pluck the rice into his mouth.

"Enough!"

Brother Fang shouted: "If you eat like this, you will really swell to death."

Zhao Xiaoliu was startled and quickly put down his chopsticks.

"Brother Fang, why are you so fierce? Haven't I been hungry for a long time in the Tartars..."

"Listen to me to eat slowly and let your stomach relax first."

Brother Afang sighed: "The king of the country is kind and righteous, and treats us residents well. It will be a good life in the future. Why are you the same as if you didn't have the last meal after eating?"

Zhao Xiaoliu chuckled and said, "Isn't this scared of hunger?"

"I thought about it and we can't eat this rice for nothing. We will draw the Tartar camp after a while. Although it may not be so well-decorated, it is still not difficult to draw it roughly."

A Fangge paused and said, "Isn't the Guo family going to attack Anqing Mansion? I hope this map is useful."

Zhao Xiaoliu slapped his head and said, "Yes, why didn't I expect it! Brother Fang, you still have many ideas."

Brother Afang gave him a blank look and said, "Stop talking about those useless things. You kid think about it, is there anything else that can help the master of the country?"

Zhao Xiaoliu scratched his head and said, "This..."

He thought for a moment and said happily: "Yes, Brother Fang, do you remember that there is a whole forest next to the river bank?"

Brother Afang nodded and said, "Of course I remember, didn't we just escape there?"

“It’s very suitable for landing, and there are dead trees and branches everywhere…”

Zhao Xiaoliu swallowed and spitted, "I heard from the woodcutter in the village that this kind of dead wood is the most suitable for making firewood, just take a moment!"

"you mean..."

Brother Fang realized something: "I suggest that the master of the country use fire to attack?"

"right!"

Zhao Xiaoliu said happily: "Why didn't I expect it before? Hehe, the master of Guo is a handsome man who is not born in the world and will definitely adopt my suggestion. Isn't there a fire camp in the Three Kingdoms before? I think the master of Guo can come once! He burns his damn!"

Zhao Xiaoliu was full of hatred for the Qing army at this moment, and when he had the opportunity to retaliate, he naturally had to choose the most ruthless one.

There is nothing more relief than burning a person to death.

Zhao Xiaoliu now wants to burn these demons on earth to ashes immediately!

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Chapter completed!