"Kill...assassinate...force him back into the fire...kill..."
The bandits formed the most rudimentary long-haired array and stabbed the common people who rushed out again and again. In fact, there were no spears anywhere, but they were just the long moso bamboos in stock in the wooden and bamboo workshops in the west of the city.
After one end is sharpened, it is not much worse than an iron spear. The only disadvantage is that it is not very durable and cannot be polished and reused like iron.
The sharp bamboo spears pierced the chests of the people, and people clutched their stomachs and screamed. Many people hung on the bamboo spears. Their death was not so pleasant, and they could not retreat, so they were stuck on it.
The screaming crowd was frightened and retreated, but behind them was a trampling fire scene. If they retreated, they would be burned to death!
If there were a sufficient number of young and middle-aged people among these people, they could still give it a try. Unfortunately, most of them were women, children and the elderly, and they had long been hungry and had no strength during the famine years.
Especially today, there was no water or rice in the battle, especially not a sip of water, and the throat was filled with smoke. Coupled with the thick smoke, everyone was dizzy and unable to form effective resistance at all.
There were screams and coughs everywhere. The old man who was forced to retreat to the fire scene suddenly fell ill. He became asthmatic and bent over like a shrimp.
Outside the fire scene, there were ferocious faces of bandits. A dozen days ago, these people were just like them, ordinary victims of the disaster, ordinary kind-hearted people.
At that time, they didn't even have the guts to steal a piece of corn, but now they have been trained to kill their fellow villagers without changing their expressions, even if the local accent is so familiar.
"Hehehe... This is the result of not obeying the king's order... Burn them all to death, burn them all to death..."
Fires shot into the sky, flames rose, and the night sky in the north of Lingqiu City turned red. At this moment, the surrendered people in the south of the city did not dare to defend themselves, but knelt on the ground one by one and cried bitterly.
They didn't dare cry too loud for fear of offending those killing gods!
The flames burned for half an hour, and some of the victims tried to rush out at first. By the end, they were exhausted, smoked to death, and thirsty... It was only then that Rong Lu gave the decisive order.
"Surrender! Whoever can survive at this time counts. The rest are scared out of their wits. They don't dare to be disobedient anymore!"
The messenger rushed over on horseback and shouted, "Make room...Those who surrender at this moment can come out...King Erha has an order to allow them to surrender..."
An incredible scene appeared. It was not people who walked out or ran out of the fire scene, but groups of people crawling out humbly.
These surviving people have been roasted to the point of being reduced to human form. It is not known whether they are experienced or destined to die. Only those lying on the ground can survive in the fire scene.
After all, the hayyard is not a closed space. There are gaps between the huge haystacks. As long as people are calm, they can actually escape.
Because the fire, smoke and heat rush upward, there will be a very dangerous safety zone on the ground!
As long as you crawl on the ground and crawl forward, you still have a chance to survive. I am afraid that if you stand up and run around, the height you stand up is just in the thick smoke area. Even if you don't burn to death, you will be choked to death!
In this massacre, about two-thirds of the people were choked to death, or fainted and then burned to death!
But that's okay. The bandits were relieved when they saw a group of victims crawling out like dogs. They knew that these people would never resist their orders again!
According to statistics the next day, of the 50,000 victims, a little more than 20,000 were burned or choked to death. The remaining 30,000 were lucky enough to survive, but everyone became a zombie.
Without thought, they can do whatever you ask them to do, and there will be no difference between living and dead!
"Let's go! Lingqiu is an important road for merchants. News of the fall can be conveyed to Datong Mansion in one day. When the garrison arrives, none of us can escape..."
"Go west...enter the Taihang Mountain path and go to Xiling to meet His Majesty!"
At this moment, the number of Yi Siha's scapegoating troops has reached 100,000, and the overwhelming black force is like a swarm of locusts rushing from Shanxi to Zhili.
Just like the ranks of rebels for thousands of years, this is not a pure army, but a huge wave of refugees. There are young and strong men, but also women, old and weak. You can even see babies carrying babies on their backs. woman.
When Datong Mansion heard the news and sent a cavalry team to kill them, what they saw was a burning empty city, and the entire Lingqiu was burned down by a fire.
There was almost no intact house in the city, and none of the warehouses outside the city were burned down!
The gold and silver treasures, grain and fodder... and the iron pot that was the favorite of the scapegoat army were all looted!
Are there any survivors? Of course, there were more than 100,000 people in Lingqiu. In the end, only about 30 children who were hiding in the cellar or in the wall escaped.
"It's over... It's over... I can't cover it up anymore... Send a telegram to the capital... The victims are attacking the county government. They have turned into rebels!"
"Send an urgent message to Your Majesty. One hundred thousand rebels have rushed towards Zhili! Send a message..."
Zai Chun sent a decree to Shanxi asking them to suppress it immediately, but unexpectedly Shanxi kept sending telegrams to the capital asking for support, and claimed that the victims were going to the capital where there was food.
Zhili is in emergency! Zhili is in emergency! Zhili is in emergency!
Emperor Tongzhi's nightmare finally came. Although a train of food was delivered from Tanggu every day, the people's hearts had just calmed down for a few days, and then rumors began to fly all over the sky again.
Ever since that night, Yinggui and Baojun opened a secret passage to send emergency military information, and a continuous stream of emergency documents flew into the Forbidden City like snowflakes.
Datong Mansion is in emergency! Daizhou is in emergency! Pingdingzhou is in emergency! Liaozhou is in emergency! Lu'an Mansion is in emergency! Zezhou Prefecture is in emergency! Civil uprisings broke out in all the state capitals along the Taihang Mountains in Shanxi, and a large number of refugees turned into bandits. Among them, the scapegoat army was the most powerful, with more than 100,000 people.
The number of rebel bandits in other areas ranged from 35,000 to 35,000. According to preliminary estimates, there were 400,000 disaster victims in Shanxi Province rushing towards Zhili.
Shanxi is in chaos, can Zhili be fine? The world is in chaos, and the Forbidden City suddenly explodes!
Daming Mansion is in emergency! Quang Binh Prefecture is in emergency! Shunde Prefecture is in emergency! Zhaozhou is in emergency! Shenzhou is in emergency! Jizhou is in emergency! Zhengding Mansion is in emergency!
Refugee riots broke out in all the seven state capitals in southern Zhili. The scale here was even greater. Preliminary estimates showed that there were 500,000 refugees surging like a tide!
On April 4th, Handan, Xingtai, and Gaoyi were all attacked by rebels. Although the cities were not breached, the situation became very critical!
They were all telegrams asking for help. It seemed like the entire Qing Dynasty had exploded overnight!
