Han’s Son is Not a Slave: Chapter 889 Shelling the Golden Banner

"Blind man, put up the flag."

Zhou Shixiang raised his hand, and the blind man Li immediately ordered to go down, and soon a large banner stood up from the Taiping army position. Fourteen characters are written in Manchu, Mongolian and Han fonts on it - "Whoever surrenders is free from death, whoever throws in has merit, and whoever kills blessings is king."

These fourteen characters made Shunzhi on the city head re-pat his unhealed right hand on the city bricks again. The shattered wound and the flowing blood made the young emperor more and more angry, and the anger became more and more unstoppable. That thief show has already used his Aixinjueluo Fulin as a bargaining chip, and openly offered a reward in front of the two armies, but in the past, he was the only one who awarded the reward, only him! Anger, loss, unwillingness, a hint of despair, a hint of helplessness... The young emperor was confused and confused.

It took a long time for Shunzhi to wake up. Not to be outdone, he said words that shocked the ministers.

"Those who kill thieves and talents will have no points in Jin, Mongolia, and Han!"

It is a prince, hereditary and irreplaceable, and enjoys more favorable treatment and privileges than ordinary princes. In the Qing Dynasty, they all follow the Taizu Taizong to fight all the way, and made great achievements for the Qing Dynasty to open the country, and they are all from the Aixinjueluo family. the prince. Now, Shunzhi is going to give the name to a foreign surname, to anyone in the Manchu, Mongolian and Han states who can capture and kill the thief and scholar for him. This makes the Manchu civil and military officials in the city stunned, and the clan's Baylor and Beizi are even more shocked. Yu wanted to rush forward to persuade the emperor that he must not do this. This would break the family law of the ancestors, but seeing the emperor's face, they were so frightened that no one dared to move.

Shunzhi is not crazy, he is very awake, and only brave men can be found under heavy rewards. One is nothing to the Qing Dynasty. It doesn't matter even if it is a Han Chinese, it doesn't matter if it becomes a scourge of the Qing Dynasty in the future. What matters is whether this person can kill the thief Xiucai and whether the Qing Dynasty can survive. When the Qing Dynasty is gone, what is the use of more!

At this moment, who can kill the thief Xiucai for Shunzhi, he is willing to let everything except the emperor's throne, and even his wife, he will give it away without hesitation. He really hated the humiliation that the thief showcai had done to him. He wanted to tear the thief showcai into tens of thousands of pieces, and then swallowed it one by one without chewing it.

"The emperor has a purpose, killing thieves and talented people, Jin Manchu, Mongolian and Han have no distinction!"

Fei Yangu loudly conveyed the master's will, and Sony repeated it aloud with excitement, but not many of the Mongolian civil and military people behind him had the same excitement and excitement on their faces. Dumb color. Seeing this, Shunzhi's heart cooled down. He had already given out the highest reward he could give, but why couldn't the people below have the slightest courage?

The corpses and heads of the city were still piled up there, and the big banner with the pierced face was still standing there. In the sound of the horn, the Taiping army's infantry phalanx evolved into a formation. The cavalry rushed out from the two wings and crossed and converged in front of the formation in a "hedging" manner. The dust from the horse's hooves rose into the air, and the sound of the hoofs of thousands of war horses shook people's hearts like a muffled thunder, making people depressing. What's more, thousands of Taiping bandits repeated the fourteen big characters on the big banner to the head of Yangzhou city sentence by sentence, so that the whole city of Yangzhou could hear it.

Raising soldiers to show off their martial arts, nothing more than this.

The soldiers were talking in a low voice, the officers were talking, and the common people were talking. The emperor's name, which no one knew or dared to mention before, was passed down by word of mouth. Whenever the emperor's name is mentioned, there is always a word "kill" in front of it.

Morale and people's hearts just disappeared from Yangzhou city little by little.

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Compared with the arrogant Taiping army under the city, the Qing army above the city held their breath, and the emperor's reward did not make them shout long live, they just stared blankly at the city, listening to the sentence that moved them and scared them. lure language. They seem to have forgotten their identity, their former pride, that their emperor is watching them.

No one could stop the Taiping army from screaming wildly, just as no one could stop their massacre of the Manchu soldiers just now. Whether they want to or not, they have to accept what is happening in front of them and what they are hearing.

Shunzhi took a deep breath and let it out again. He felt that he couldn't even let out the fire. The performance of the servants and servants disappointed him, but it also infected him, and his anger was a little bit. A little dissipated. He was thinking, if his Huangmafa and Huangma were facing this situation, what would he do?

The emperor fell into contemplation, and the ministers fell into contemplation. The thief Xiucai promised that "those who surrender will not die, those who throw in will be rewarded, and those who kill blessings will be kings" and the emperor promised "killing thieves and scholars, Jin, Manchu, Mongolian and Han have no distinction" in Their minds kept appearing and they were constantly fighting... They were also kings, but it seemed that the king seal granted by the thief was a little more attractive~www.mtlnovel.com~ Even the generals of Man Meng had to admit in their hearts.

After a long time, Shunzhi raised his head. He looked around at the servants and ministers. He wanted to hear the report that encouraged him, but he was disappointed. Sony and Aobai are also silent.

That's it, that's it, I'm just retreating. I can't fight, I can't go. Cai Shiying and the others are right, my presence in Yangzhou is meaningless, but it is difficult for thieves and scholars to go north. I told Ama that I am not a coward, and I will not just throw away the ancestral legacy! ...Back to Beijing, victory or defeat is a matter of military affairs. In those days, Taizu Taizong never lost, but in the end their opponents disappeared from the world one by one. Arrived in Beijing!

Yangzhou could no longer be defended, nor could he stay there. The military morale and even the food and grass were not enough to support the confrontation with the thief Xiucai. Shunzhi made up his mind to return to the north. At this moment, he heard a loud "bang" at the top of the city. The loud noise sounded suddenly, making the unsuspecting Shunzhi's heart skip a beat. He thought it was the Taiping bandit on Xiangcheng. fire.

After two breaths, Shunzhi determined that the gun was not fired by the Taiping bandits, but was fired from the top of the city, because he saw several Han army gunners dancing, they shouted: "Hit, hit! "

hit? !

Shunzhi was stunned. He subconsciously looked at the Taiping Army under the city. He found that the golden banner he had seen had fallen down at some point. Under the banner, all the Taiping bandits were in a mess, and someone was faintly seen shouting loudly. The Taiping bandits nearby were also in chaos, and from time to time, some generals and cavalrymen were seen frantically rushing towards the banner. In the chaos, a horn sounded in the Taiping army formation, and then the Taiping army under the city retreated like a tide. That posture, it was like they were defeated, and their coach was killed. (To be continued.)