Hearing this person say that he opened the city gate to let the Changxing army enter the city, Zhang Dou's face did not change in the slightest. just said coldly to the girl: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it! ”

After listening to the girl's narration, Zhang Dou showed a sneer on his face and said, "Isn't it Han if you wear Jurchen clothes?" Come! Put on a set of Jurchen clothes and hang him at the head of the city! ”

Someone immediately rushed up and dragged Wang Dahei away, looking at the back of the crying and screaming, Zhang Doucai said lightly: "Hetuala City was defeated by the Changxing army, and everything in the city is also owned by the Changxing army.

Some people just can't see clearly, and always regard your forbearance as weakness. For this kind of person, Changxingjun will never be soft, and will never pay dividends.

Herald! Restore order in the city of Hetuala, and kill those who resist! The murderers and looters were all sent to Mahu, and it was believed that a large number of people would be needed in the cold north! ”

With the Changxing army's move, Hetuara City quickly regained its calm, and the Han people who were still in the carnival feast suddenly found that the attitude of the Changxing army towards them had changed.

They no longer connived at the killing of Jurchen women and children, but instead gathered all the Han Chinese who took revenge on the Jurchens and imprisoned them. Such a change frightened the group of Han Chinese Baoyi, and they thought they were going to be disposed of.

It wasn't until these people were sent to distant Siberia that they deeply regretted that life was worse than death in that icy and snowy environment.

They will open up the northern territories for the Changxing army into their last strength, and become the vanguard of the Changxing army's development of Siberia.

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The city of Jinzhou before sunset is lit red by the setting sun, and the bloodstains and dead bodies that can be seen everywhere on the city walls show that it has just experienced a great battle.

The Ming army at the head of the city separated the bodies with difficulty, and the corpses belonging to Jinzhou City would be carried down from the city and placed in a place for cremation.

The corpse of the Han military banner will be pushed off the city and burned again. Every time it was dusk, the fire that burned the corpses would last for a long time before it was extinguished, and the smell of flesh would linger on the city for a long time.

At first, the soldiers who were guarding the city would vomit wildly, and they could eat their dinner as if they were a little numb in the past few days.

"Second brother! When will Jiannu continue to fight like this? So many brothers have already been folded yesterday! You say, can we really hold Jinzhou City? With a young face, he asked the archer next to him as he put a hard cake in his mouth.

He didn't wear Da Ming's mandarin duck battle jacket, but there was a heavy wooden shield and a steel knife with a notch beside him.

The archer who was questioned was in his thirties, and his stained face was already full of exhaustion. Hearing the young man's words, he said with a trace of worry on his face: "Jinsong! Don't say anything about that later.

If it is heard by the officials, it will be beaten with a military stick, and it is possible that if you are unlucky, you will be regarded as shaking the morale of the army and beheading the capital. In this world, people have to be careful. Otherwise, I don't know what is going on if I lose my head one day! ”

"Ahh Guo Jinsong was taken aback by the second brother's words, but he didn't expect that his casual remarks would have really serious consequences. He hurriedly covered his mouth and looked left and right nervously, for fear that his words would be heard.

The second brother couldn't help but smile when he saw Guo Jinsong's nervous appearance. opened his mouth and said: "Jinsong, you don't have to be too nervous, the city is full of brothers who share life and death, even if they hear it, it doesn't matter."

Although you are not a military household, for the sake of you blocking that knife for me yesterday and killing that Jiannu, what is the matter, second brother, I will cover you! ”

Hearing the words of the second brother, Guo Jinsong obviously relaxed a lot. Laboriously stuffed the dry bread into his mouth and laboriously refused, then poured a large mouthful of water, and rested comfortably on the stack.

Seeing Guo Jinsong, who forgot his troubles in a blink of an eye, the second brother also fell into memories. At the beginning, he became a soldier at such an age, but over the years he has become a veteran ruffian.

All the dreams of the glorious ancestors who had made great achievements were thrown out of the clouds, and now he only looks forward to living. As long as he lives, he is willing to do anything, even if it is to sell his soul.

When he saw the young second brother beside him, he remembered the moment when Jiannu attacked the city yesterday, and the steel knife had already slashed at him who fell on the city.

It was this young man who had always been regarded by him as something that could be abandoned at any time and rushed to his side, using that wooden shield to block the steel knife of the serf again and again.

In the end, the boy also killed the Jiannu with the cooperation of others, although it was only a fake Tartar of the Han Army, but the decapitation also fell on himself.

Because the young man is just a strong man, the second brother's face is a little faintly swollen when he thinks of this.

After thinking about it for a while, the second brother seemed to have made up his mind, got up and pulled the young man next to him and walked towards the city gate. It was the place where Wang Fu rested, and he wanted to give up this old face and give the young man an identity.

It didn't take long for Guo Jinsong to come back wearing a somewhat fat mandarin duck battle jacket, this dress was a little shabby, and there were patches in some places.

There was also a hole in his chest, surrounded by blood. It's clearly a military uniform pulled from a dead man, but it's not important.

The important thing is that Guo Jinsong has become a soldier, and he is no longer a good citizen, but a military household.

And he also got rid of the fate of the second brother if he dies in battle, he will be beheaded, and any more beheadings will be recorded on his head.

"Jinsong! From now on, you will be a sword and shield bearer, and you will be rewarded if you receive merit in the future. If you have a beheading, you can be promoted, maybe you can be a guerrilla or a general in the future, and don't forget the second brother when you develop in the future! The second brother patted Guo Jinsong on the shoulder and said.

"Where did the second brother come from? The little brother has become a sword and shield hand and will guard by your side, anyone who wants to get close to you will have to step on my Guo Jinsong's corpse! The boy patted his chest and said.

While the two of them were talking, the sound of the warning gong resounded throughout the city of Jinzhou. The colors of their faces changed at the same time, and they ran to their positions in unison.

The Jurchens actually want to fight at night? This group of Jiannu is crazy, can't the casualties during the day scare off the Jurchens? It's troublesome now, and I don't know if the tired Ming army can withstand the fierce battle at night.

The second brother who shot a sharp arrow quickly retracted behind Guo Jinsong, and the sharp arrows of the Jurchens counterattacked followed by six on Guo Jinsong's shield.

The two have cooperated very tacitly, and if they are a little slower, they will be shot by Jurchen archers.

"Jin Song will block for me for a while, and I'm tired of this old bone. Jiannu didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, and he launched such a fierce offensive at night! ”

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