1 "It doesn't matter, as long as they have a life!" Chang Qingyun said, "If they have a conscience, they will naturally go back; if they are not willing to follow me anymore, they can just take the money and find a way out."
Just then, I suddenly saw Chang Qing squeezing through the crowd. When I saw him, I couldn't help shouting: "Master!"
"Hush!" Chang Qingyun quickly stopped him, "We men are escaping. If we don't pay attention to this, we are worried that there will be a flaw!"
Chang Qing quickly shut up, looked around, and then said: "Chang Wei had a bad intention! He deliberately left me behind, took the money and ran away among the crowd!"
"Forget it, the husband and wife have to fly separately when disaster strikes. Let him go." Chang Qingyun said with a bitter smile. In fact, his favorite among the three boys was Chang Wei. Unexpectedly, he was also the one who fled with the money when the incident came to pass.
"Let's go quickly, as long as we run out, we will have a way to survive!" He said, and the three of them blended into the crowd and headed towards the river.
A wild goose feather sword was suddenly placed in front of them: "Hurry and present the treasure!"
Seeing a few men in uniforms surrounding him from the left and right, Chang Qingyun knew that he had nothing to do with these Qiu Ba at this moment, and he said with a smile on his face: "Several deputy masters came out of the city in a hurry without bringing them with them. I got some silver and asked a few side jobs to help me..."
Before he finished speaking, a soldier in front of him had already grabbed Chang Qingyun by the collar and said with a ferocious smile:
"You sour guy, stop pretending. You look pretty and fair, and you have servants. You must be a rich man! You'd better pay for it honestly. It's more respectable for everyone. Otherwise, don't blame me for not recognizing this knife." Man." He suddenly slashed Chang Shan's neck with the knife. Chang Qingyun felt a fishy heat on his face, Chang Shan was already lying on the ground, his legs and feet were twitching rhythmically, and dark red blood formed a pool.
Chang Qingyun was immediately stunned. Qiu Ba committed murder on the spot. He was extremely lawless. He is now penniless, and if he offends these Qiu Ba, his life will be at risk. He said in a trembling voice: "Several of you...several of you...don't be violent - you really don't have any money with you..."
I'm almost crying here. I deeply regretted that I had "lost Meng Lang" by volunteering. The original determination to die generously disappeared. In an instant, the mother, wife, concubines, children... revolving in my mind like a revolving lantern.
Just as Chang Qingyun closed his eyes and waited to die, there was a sudden burst of firecracker-like sound. This sound was extremely familiar to him. It was not a three-eyed blunderbuss or a bird blunderbuss, but an Australian quick-fire gun!
As soon as the gunshot rang out, Chang Qingyun subconsciously squatted down. A man's voice sounded from the hill next to him, but the voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.
"The soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty obey orders! The Fubo Army of the Song Dynasty has surrounded you. It is futile to continue to resist..."
"Grandma, follow me and rush out!" The soldier who had previously confronted Chang Qingyun waved his sword and shouted at the surrounding soldiers to rush forward.
"Boom - poof" I saw a bloody hole suddenly exploded in the big man's chest, and he fell on his back next to Chang Shan's body in slow motion.
At this moment, everyone within a few hundred meters was stunned.
The voice continued, "... Your resistance is in vain. Throw all your weapons on the ground, squat down with your hands on your head! The Fubo Army of the Song Dynasty is kind in providing relief and treats prisoners well..."
With a "bang", a knife was thrown to the ground, followed by the sound of weapons falling to the ground.
The resistance was completely broken down, and no one wanted to try Kun Thief's sharpshooter again. Several hundred people, Ulala, squatted down in a large area. Chang Qingyun secretly raised his head and saw a dozen soldiers in blue short clothes coming down the hillside, each holding a quick rifle with a dagger in his hand.
"Am I... being caught again?" Chang Qingyun was a little confused.
The next process is all "familiar taste". First, a dozen soldiers dispersed to both sides of the road. Everyone squatted down, but did not put down the guns in their hands. Chang Qingyun knew that this was a "warning".
There were two other Kun men standing on the high hill, commanding thirty or forty Kun soldiers, who gathered them together and started to form a team. It is estimated that there were between five and six hundred people captured together with Chang Qingyun. The Kun soldiers formed teams of seven or eight, holding blunderbuss with daggers mounted on them, lighting torches, and separated the people on the ground into circles. Despite the large number of refugees, don’t resist under the manipulation of dozens of soldiers, without even coughing.
A Kun man on the high hill took out a loudspeaker and shouted over and over in Cantonese and Mandarin: "All women and children stand up, all men continue to squat! If anyone acts rashly, don't blame the guns for not having eyes."
After shouting several times, the crowd that had been squatting on the ground began to stir. First a few, then most of the women stood up. Kun Bing didn't care whether the man or woman was intimate or not, so he dragged the woman who was still lying on the ground up. There were a few men from wealthy families who wanted to protect their women, but they were pointed at by the dagger on the gun and quickly crouched down again. All the women and children who were no more than waist high were lined up in groups of 10, with ropes tied on their right arms, and were pulled to the side of the road one by one by the soldiers. The women suddenly sobbed. The men squatting on the ground also began to cry.
"The rest of the people, the common people stand up, and the soldiers continue to squat!" the official Kun Ren shouted again. This time, a large group of people stood up. Chang Qingyun thought that he was a scribe and was not wearing a Ming army uniform, so he also stood up. This time, Kunren's soldiers were obviously more worried. They stood outside the crowd, holding fast guns and saying, "Come out one by one!"
The men were also tied up in groups of 10 and pulled to the other side of the road. Begging for mercy kept coming, and some of them looked like wealthy people. They obviously wanted to get closer, and they took out their money and name tags, "Boss, boss, my family is in Hekun, Guangzhou. Oh no, I do business with Da Song Dynasty. The chief knows my name... ..." The soldiers all had serious faces, neither accepting money nor talking to anyone. No property or luggage was taken, everyone was asked to carry it themselves.
There were only about fifty Ming soldiers left, some were shirtless and some were wearing armor. Chang Qingyun took a rough look at their uniforms by the light of the torch, and found that there were four or five types of subordinates. It seems that they don't want to take the risk of staying in the city to "make a fortune".
The discarded swords, guns, and muskets fell all over the floor. The Kun soldiers did not divide them into separate groups, but strung them together and kept them in one place alone.
"Everyone, please be patient. The Fubo Army will never bully good people or kill prisoners. Women and children will be released immediately when the war is over. Except for soldiers, other civilians will also be released after our review is completed." Halfway through the words, suddenly A clear cannon shot came from the direction of Wuzhou City, and the crowd couldn't help but shrink their heads.
"Don't be afraid, everyone," the official said with a smile on his face, "This is a signal of victory for the Fubo Army. Wuzhou City will be back in the hands of the Song Senate early in the morning, and everyone will be able to go home soon! As for the Tonight, I can only ask everyone to feel aggrieved."
The tied people also whispered to each other, but no one dared to speak. If you can survive, you will be lucky, and you can't even hope for anything else.
"Fortunately, I am standing in the ranks of ordinary people," Chang Qingyun thought to himself, "I wonder where the soldiers will be dragged to do coolies." He was tied behind a porter, and the porter's greasy back pressed against his chest. His chest felt uncomfortable. I had to close my eyes and rest my mind and endure it.
Suddenly, the newly escorted soldiers suddenly started shouting.
"Deputy! There is an official here!"
Chang Qingyun was startled and opened his eyes to look, only to see these soldiers pointing at him - he roughly remembered these people, they seemed to be from Xiong Wencan's standard camp.
It’s over! Just as Chang Qingyun was about to retract his head, he was surrounded by two Kun soldiers and slipped out, and was caught in front of the Kun officers.
These two Kun officials are both fake Kun officials, speaking in Qiongzhou-style Mandarin, "Are you from the Ming Dynasty Guan'er?"
"No, no, those soldiers and bandits were farting. They wanted to rob, and they even killed one of my family members to frame me. I hope the commander will notice..."
The soldiers started making noises:
"Deputy! Don't listen to his nonsense! He is Xiong Wencan's master!"
“I’m with Xiong Wencan all the time on weekdays, and Xiong Wencan obeys his orders!”
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Chang Qingyun's face turned pale and he just kept trying to distinguish.
"Oh, then you are..."
"He's a businessman, a cloth merchant."
"Since I am a cloth merchant, how much does one foot of Songjiang cloth, one foot of watering cloth, and one foot of Lu brocade cost? I want three feet of Songjiang cloth, five feet of watering cloth, and six feet of Lu brocade. How much does it cost in total?" Kun Guan Then ask.
"This..." Chang Qingyun never asked about firewood, rice, oil, and salt at home, so how could he know the price of cloth, but Chang Qing was responsible for purchasing it at home, so he must have known it. "Deputy Master, I still have my family here," he explained while turning back to Chang Qing, "Deputy Master, look..."
This Chang Qing also had no city residence. He saw the master being brought to Kun Ren from a distance and turned back to look for him, thinking that he had some connections. He waved his hands excitedly, "Master, Master!"
He was brought to another official, "What kind of business does your master do?"
Seeing the cheerful look on the face of Kun Ren who asked the question, Chang Qing immediately felt relieved and said, "My master is from Xiaolian, how can he do business."
Seeing his bald mouth, the two officials smiled at each other.
"Come here, take them both to the prisoner team! One at the front and one at the end."
Chang Qingyun repeatedly shouted "unjust", but no one paid attention to him anymore. Chang Qingyun was taken to the prisoner team and tied with several soldiers who reported him.
Following the order, the prisoner team was the first to move out. The escorting soldiers held torches to clear the way in front. The bayonets shone in the light of the fire. Chang Qingyun's heart shivered with coldness - he was no better than these big-headed soldiers, but he had a "criminal record" If a person is recognized by the Kun thief, this "second entry into the palace" may end up killing him!
Thinking of this, his stomach dropped. He couldn't help but look around, trying to see if there was any chance of escaping. Before he could be scolded by the escorting soldiers, he was already scolded by the soldiers who had "exposed" him:
"Be honest! You bitch!"
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