Ronglu will not begrudge human life, especially the lives of those who are on your side. Since ancient times, kindness does not control soldiers, justice does not control wealth, and you cannot be a general without ruthlessness.
On the top of the city in the morning, when he was working for the imperial court to kill bandits, he naturally killed them ruthlessly.
And now he has taken refuge in Prince Gong... No, no, no, it is the newly ascended Emperor Guangxu. He must be even more ruthless, because this is a certificate of surrender!
No wealth in the world comes for free. If you want others to trust you, you have to give them some reasons to hold on to you. Only by throwing your conscience into the pit can you survive in this troubled world.
Isiha asked himself to surrender, and he also surrendered. Is that all? If you don’t hand over a letter of nomination, how will people trust you in the future?
The only way is to use the blood of the people in the city to prove that he is willing to follow Emperor Guangxu in rebellion. There is no other good way!
Groups of people were driven to Beicheng in groups. These people were exhausted after preparing for the battle for a long time in the morning. They didn't even have water to drink at noon and afternoon, and they were extremely weak.
At this moment, their only thought was to carry food and grass to these bandits and then leave quickly. They could barely survive in their hometown even if they ate grass roots and bark.
On the other side of Nancheng, there was a different scene. There were temporary stoves as far as the eye could see. Three stones were stacked on top of an iron pot to put food in. Anyway, the army carrying the blame had plenty of iron pots.
Whether it's rice or white flour, sorghum or corn, it's all boiled into a pot of paste!
Only the little leaders among the bandits are eligible to enjoy dry food, snow-white steamed buns and even noodles with shredded pork. Shanxi pasta is unique, and it can be made delicious even if the conditions are simple.
How long have these hungry ghosts not had enough to eat? Since the famine started, they have forgotten what it feels like to be full.
As soon as they saw the aroma of food filling the mountains and plains, everyone went crazy. They rushed to the stove regardless of restraints, and without bowls or chopsticks, they dug the hot thick porridge into their mouths with their hands.
"Eat, eat, eat...if you follow King Erha, you will have enough to eat...pass on the pickles!"
"The centurions from all the ministries are going down to recruit troops! Those who are strong and strong will quickly start to grab them. If it's too late, there will be no good sources of troops..."
Isiha's leaders patrolled the crowd with their soldiers carrying baskets, specifically selecting those strong warriors!
Whichever one he liked, he took out half a piece of roasted chicken from the basket and said, "Big man...eat the roasted chicken. From now on, you will follow me. If you follow me, you won't eat this kind of pig food..."
"Haha... there is a little lady over there, she looks like what I like... Give her two cakes, and then go back to our team to wash clothes..."
"You little skinny guy, his legs and feet look pretty smart...come here and hang out with me!"
Meat! People could not see oil and water at this time, and the elite among the victims were quickly selected by various ministries. Just as they were eating and drinking, they suddenly heard a tsunami-like noise far away in the north.
Huhuhu...ah...
"There's fire...why is the north of the city on fire?" the victims shouted in horror.
The little bosses laughed loudly, "That's right! It's the forage yard in the north of the city... Those who refused to surrender were all driven there and burned to death!"
"This is the consequence of disobeying the king's orders... You are lucky to have escaped!"
Everyone was stunned. There were a hundred thousand people in Lingqiu City, but only fifty or sixty thousand were willing to rebel, and nearly half of them were still unwilling to rebel.
It turns out that the people who told them to carry grain and grass were all lies. The forage yard in the north of the city is where they are buried!
The crowd suddenly started making noises. When the little leader on patrol saw something bad, he pulled out his guy and said, "What do you want to do! Don't want to live anymore? If you eat our food, you will be bandits for the rest of your life!"
"Surround us... let's see who dares to cause trouble!"
The bandits guarding these 60,000 prisoners were actually only five or six thousand, a tenfold difference in number. But what was unexpected was that not one of the 60,000 prisoners took action.
Imprisoned by five to six thousand people, they were as honest as a mouse when it saw a cat!
Ronglu, who was at the head of the city, listened carefully to what was going on in the south of the city, nodded and smiled, "Haha... people, it's just a breath of life! In the city, a hundred thousand people gathered together, relying on the courage of the group!"
"At that time, you are going to start massacring the city. If only a small part of this group of people resists, it will become a chaos with the whole city resisting!"
"Our people will suffer too much loss by then!"
"You have only vented their anger, eaten our food, played with the women in this city, and taken this bloody silver. Now if you do anything again, they will have no confidence in their hearts!"
"Anyway, they can't see it from across a city, so just act like a coward at this time!"
"As for those people in the north of the city, we have to kill them ruthlessly, until midnight... It's impossible to kill them all anyway. The survivors will be honest. I believe we can recruit another 20,000 to 30,000 people..."
"In this way, if we kill about 30,000 of the 100,000 people, we can pocket the remaining 70,000!"
Yisiha couldn't accept it, and clasped his fists and said, "Master Rong is indeed a descendant of the Eight Banners family. He is good at military science and warfare. I am ashamed of myself!"
"I am just a guard. In fact, if I lead a thousand people... a team of ten thousand people at most is the limit. I really can't command any more!"
"Sir Rong... I will give this responsibility to you starting from today!"
"Ah! You can't do it... This is the team you brought out, Brother Erha. How can I want it? This kind of thing is taboo in the team. I'm going to be stabbed in the back!"
"Don't say this again, I'd rather jump off the top of the city!"
"Hahaha... Don't say that, Mr. Rong. I won't give you troops now. When you get in front of the emperor, the emperor will have to give you troops!"
"With your ability, your rise to the top is just around the corner! In the future, it's not impossible to become a prince or become a prince!"
"Prince Gong... no no no... Emperor Guangxu has long said that there will be more iron hat kings in the Qing Dynasty, and they can't always be the same old faces!"
Hahaha... both of them laughed excitedly!
After one general's success, thousands of bones were withered, and the red tops of the people were dyed red with human blood. The two of them were laughing, but in the north of the city was the Asura Hell!
Fifty thousand victims were driven into the hayyard, filling the originally small hayyard to the brim. When they came here, they felt different.
It's said to be transporting fodder, but why doesn't it even have a vehicle?
When it got dark, they suddenly found that the bandits who were guarding them in the crowd had withdrawn at some point!
Suddenly there was the sound of dense footsteps in the dark night, followed immediately by the light of torches!
"The whole army obeys the order... let go!" As the order was issued, countless rockets suddenly shot into the sky in the direction of the army taking the blame!
Swish, swish, swish... The rockets are very crude, they don't even have arrowheads, they are just wooden poles or bamboo poles with feathers stuck on them, but what they want is for the arrowheads to be burned by the oilcloth wrapped around them.
There were like countless bolides flying towards the forage yard in the sky, and the fire suddenly shot up into the sky!
"Ah! The bandits are going to burn us to death...Help!"
"Run away...the bandits are going to massacre the city...everyone, run for your lives..."
"Fight with them...Fight with them..."
The people without command simply didn't know what to do. The fire ignited in the hay pile ignited their clothes and hair, and the thick smoke knocked many weak people unconscious alive.
The people who fainted on the ground were trampled to death. They did not die from the fire but were trampled to death by their own people!
The adults made the children cry, but the old man couldn't run away and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Oh God... please take me away... I can't live in this world anymore..."
Finally, a small group of people rushed out of the forage yard, but what awaited them was a forest-like formation of spears!
