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Volume 1 Chapter 452 Still not reconciled

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    There were hundreds of ragged civilians sitting against a row of tall walls. On the far east side there was a stout man with a rude appearance and a three-inch-long scar on his face, which was close to his left eye and looked hideous.  The man looked around, took out a piece of pancake from his arms, and took a big bite.  He stole this while he was eating. The best food in the city was given to the Tatars. They could only eat coarse food, and it was not enough to fill their stomachs.  Seeing this pancake, the other civilians couldn't help but swallow their saliva. However, due to the strength of the big man, they didn't dare to make any decisions, so they turned their heads and pretended not to see it.  The big man swallowed most of the pancake in two mouthfuls. Suddenly there was a commotion at the street corner. Two Tatars dragged an elderly peasant over. This man was covered in whip marks and his back was bloody.  The Tatar swung the man in front of the big guy with a forceful swoop, and everyone present couldn't help but dodge backwards.  "You all listen, Master Tuhai has an order to be honest and serve the Qing Dynasty. If you dare to be lazy, this will be your fate!" After the Tatars finished speaking, they turned around and left. The other civilians looked at each other, except  The big man stood up, helped the old man on the ground, and brought the remaining half of the pancake to his mouth.  "Eat." The old man reluctantly opened his eyes, and tears mixed with blood flowed down.  "Thank you for saving your life. I kowtow to you!" "Don't!" The big man hurriedly held down the old man and sighed: "I finally understand, there are these Tatars. We can't get better!"  Before he finished speaking, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded from the side: "You are so right!" The two Tatars came back and sneered: "You guys really have good intentions. But I tell you, you dare not do it these days.  If you say anything wrong about the Qing Dynasty, you are just looking for death!" The whip was swung, and with a snap, there was a blood mark on the corner of the big man's mouth.  This moment also aroused his anger, and the bull's eyes were filled with hatred.  "Dog Tartars, you robbed my home, robbed my business, and made me work for you. Let me tell you. I've had enough. Kill me if you can!"  Bones. Let me tell you. The Regent is God¡¯s will. We are also heaven¡¯s soldiers and generals. How dare you speak ill of the Qing Dynasty and still want to live?¡±  The rawhide whip came down like raindrops, leaving bloody traces all over the big man's back.  But he was also stubborn and didn't say a word.  The Tatars are not fighting well enough.  He pulled out his sword and sneered: "God can't save you. Die!" The sword was raised and about to fall. All the civilians in the corner closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.  "Wait!" The knife cut halfway, and another Tatar suddenly grabbed him. His face changed color, his lips trembled, and he was speechless.  "What's wrong, are you possessed?" The Tatar was speechless and just raised his finger and pointed at the sky.  The Tatar who was about to kill someone suddenly raised his head, and several pieces of colorful paper fell down, hitting him right in the face.  "What, what is it!" He caught it in his hand. He knew a few Chinese characters, but it read: Get rid of the Tatars and do justice for heaven!  "Who, who cast this? Don't die!" He was shouting, but when he looked up, he found a huge ball floating in the sky, and countless pieces of paper fell from it.  .  "Then, what is that?" The Tatars have never seen a hot air balloon, and even if they think about it, they don't know how someone can fly in the sky. Are they gods?  Thinking of this, Tatar felt cold all over.  "Hahaha, God really has a will, God has sent a decree!" The old man who was dragged over could not help but grab the leaflets on the ground, and shouted loudly: "God has a will, the Tatars have already  It's over, the An army is here, and so is the King of Liao! Let's fight back and kill all the Tatars. Revenge for those who have been wronged! Folks, we finally have a place to talk about the grievances we have suffered.  !¡± The old man shouted hoarsely, and the big man had quietly gotten up from the ground.  With all his strength, he slammed his shoulder into Tatar's back. The Tatar who had just beaten him fell to the ground.  He rushed forward in a few steps, grabbed the whip on the ground, and strangled the Tatar's neck with the cowhide whip.  "You die for Grandpa!" Using both hands hard, the whip penetrated deeply into the flesh. Tatar couldn't breathe and rolled his eyes.  , "Han dog, you dare to commit murder!" The stunned person on the sideThe Tatar also woke up and hurriedly took out his sword to see this big man.  He just took a step, but suddenly stopped.  In front of him, hundreds of civilians who had been huddled against the wall suddenly stood up.  They didn't have any weapons, but the blazing flames in their eyes made people shudder!  I don¡¯t know who suddenly shouted, and everyone rushed up.  "Kill the Tatars and do justice for heaven!" In less than a quarter of an hour, these civilians got up from the ground. There were only two pools of dark red blood in front of them, and traces of human beings could be vaguely seen.  The scar-faced man stood in front of everyone, holding a bloody pickaxe in his hand, and said loudly: "Young and old men, if you have the guts, follow me and kill the Tatars!" "Yes, no one is an old woman, let's work together  Kill the Tatars!" These people shouted, rushing towards the streets. They were like small streams. The angry crowd in the city was getting larger and larger. When everyone gathered together, it was a torrent that could drown the Tatars.  There were shouts of killing and fire everywhere.  Just now, the Tatars were still fighting against the Anhui army with all their strength. At this time, countless people poured out from behind, waving kitchen knives, shovels, hoes, and wooden sticks, becoming the most deadly weapons. Wherever the people passed by, there was darkness.  red.  The Tatars felt panic for the first time. They ruled Daming Mansion and naively thought that the people would listen to them and be at their mercy. Only then did they suddenly realize that they were sitting on the crater of a volcano, but it was too  It's late.  The volcano has erupted!  An** used fifty hot-air balloons, but due to the influence of the wind direction, only thirty-seven hot-air balloons successfully flew to the heads of the Tatars.  Only three to four hundred pieces of ammunition were dropped, only more than a hundred Tatars were killed, and only more than 20,000 leaflets were dropped.  In terms of actual effect, it¡¯s actually not that great, but the shock in my heart is hard to express!  How many Tatars and ordinary people cannot imagine that people can fly into the sky.  But An** did it, they can only explain it as a miracle!  There is nothing wrong with confronting people.  But fighting against God is the only way to die!  In an instant, all the Tatars in the city had the terrifying impression of being invincible, and the morale was boosted in every possible way.  A hole was poked and it quickly leaked out.  Moreover, the Tianhe River is still pouring down, and it is out of control.  The Tatars who were fighting fiercely at the top of the city threw away their weapons, turned around and ran away.  An** follows the gap.  Easily captured the city wall.  A ruthless massacre unfolded.  Firecrackers, artillery, and grenades all sounded together, and the sound was earth-shattering!  Without the cover of the city wall, An'an's firepower advantage was fully displayed, and the battle almost turned into a one-sided massacre.  And the people in the city are the last straw that crushes the Tatars. There are only hundreds of thousands of Tatars.  Rule the vast land of China, except for the traitorous landlords.  In addition to the shameless literati's surrender, there is another thing, and that is fear!  People become cowardly because of fear and become at the mercy of others!  How much resentment is hidden in the deepest part of my heart.  Now, suddenly so many leaflets are falling from the sky, it¡¯s God¡¯s will!  These four words suddenly dispelled the fear of the people and gave them the courage to truly resist. This courage also produced an unparalleled effect. Countless people shouted and rushed towards the Tatars.  The rolling torrent was unstoppable. In the blink of an eye, the Tatars in the city dispersed. Under the killings from inside and outside, they quickly decreased and there was no chance of escape.  Tuhai held a waist knife in his hand, which had already been curled. He didn't know how many deserters he had cut down.  "Fool, you are all warriors of the Qing Dynasty. Come back to me and kill the Guangming Dog!" "Humph, you dog Tatar, you are the one who deserves to die!" Wu Huanju shouted loudly, holding a bayonet in his hand and stabbed him fiercely.  Toward Tuhai's chest.  Tuhai hurriedly swung his sword to block, but he was already exhausted. The bayonet paused for a moment, but it still stabbed as fast as lightning. Tuhai had a triangular eye on his shoulder.  The tip of the bayonet had long been filled with poison, plus lead, and it penetrated into the flesh. It didn't feel any pain, but instead caused waves of numbness.  "Not good!" Tuhai immediately guessed that the bayonet was poisonous. He didn't dare to fight, so he turned around and ran away.  Wu Huanju had a sneer on his lips, he would not let Tu Hai go!  "Tatar, just accept your death!" Tu Hai stumbled forward, followed by Wu Huanju and his soldiers in pursuit. The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and Tu Hai's legs became heavier and heavier with every step he took.  Every step requires great pain!  He happened to run to a street corner and hurriedly turned in.  At this moment, a group of civilians with various weapons rushed over.  Tu Hai¡¯s mouth is filled with tears?Sneered: "When a tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by a dog, I, Tuhai, am not afraid of you. Get out of my way!" The scar-faced man was also frightened when he saw Tuhai, who was covered in blood and looked like a ghost.  This guy rushed towards him again. The scar-faced man wanted to retreat, but behind him were the brothers. He gritted his teeth and became fierce!  "I don't know who will die yet!" The pickaxe hit the waist knife. It was not as violent as a spark hitting the earth. With just one click, Tu Hai's knife flew up.  The scar-faced man finally showed a smile. He waved his hand suddenly and hit the bottom of Tuhai with his pickaxe.  Hearing a scream that no one could even utter, Tu Hai fell heavily to the ground, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, the corner of his mouth twitched twice, and he passed away from the pain.  He probably never imagined that he would fall into the hands of a group of civilians.  On the other side, hundreds of security guards surrounded Tong Tulai. There were only a dozen defeated soldiers around this guy.  The gunfire rang out, and another fell down.  Tong Tu Lai looked around blankly, and he was the only one left standing. Loneliness, terror, horror, hatred, and all kinds of negative emotions flashed across his face.  "Ah!" Tong Tulai screamed in pain, raised his knife and rushed towards An**.  The gunfire rang out again, and each lead bullet turned into a ball of blood, blooming on his body. His flesh and bones were blown up all over the sky, and fist-sized holes penetrated his body.  Tong Tulai knelt on the ground softly, his vitality completely gone!  From the beginning of the attack, in less than two days, the Anhui army broke through Daming Mansion, annihilated tens of thousands of Tatars, and completely opened the road north to aid Handan.  ¡­ ¡°Your Majesty, I have sincerity from the bottom of my heart, and I am going to cry blood to report!¡± He Tengjiao knelt in front of Zhu Cihong, tears streaming down his face, and his whole body trembled from crying.  Zhu Cixiang hurriedly asked someone to help He Tengjiao up, and said with a forced smile: "He Butang, you are a veteran of the imperial court and the pillar of the Ming Dynasty. Why are you so sad?"  It is only because of the incompetence of the veterans and their inability to refute those beasts who have no king and father that Your Majesty is humiliated. I beg you to be punished by your Majesty for your incompetence! " Listening to He Tengjiao's words, Zhu Cixiang couldn't help but shed tears.  Just yesterday, the Zhongzhou Forum sent the latest copy of the newspaper. They summarized more than 20 future policy outlines.  These include regulations that limit the imperial power, such as the acceptance of the monarch's power by the people, the virtual monarch, the cabinet responsibility system, etc., as well as the ideas of promoting education extensively, attaching importance to industry and commerce, exploring overseas, and paying equal attention to civil and military affairs, especially the emphasis on the equality of rights and obligations.  From the emperor to the landlord, no one has power beyond the law!  In addition to these, there is also a special provision, that is, during the implementation stage of the New Deal, the King of Liao must act as the governing power to ensure a smooth transition.  Huang Zongxi and the others had started shouting about this set of things a long time ago, but when they finally came to a consensus and took them out, they were not on the same level at all.  To put it bluntly, the monarchy that had always been aloof since Qin Shihuang was completely abolished. At the same time, the scholar group also reached a critical moment of life and death.  "Your Majesty, I think we should immediately issue an imperial edict to dissolve the Zhongzhou Forum, arrest Huang Zongxi and other culprits, and kill them all." Zhu Cixiang smiled bitterly: "How powerful He Bu Tang and Gu Zhenhua are, can they do this?" "Yes!  He Tengjiao still said decisively: "Your Majesty, Huang Degong, General Huang is the only one left in the four towns in Jiangbei. He should still be loyal to the emperor. In addition, there are Mrs. Qin's white-pole soldiers and tens of thousands of Yulin troops. As long as they are mobilized,  , It may not be possible!" Zhu Cixiang thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said: "Now Anhui is fighting the Tatars. Regardless of whether we can succeed or not, once it affects the war ahead, we will become eternal sinners.  I can't agree! He Budang, now that my Zhu family has lost its virtue, it is rare that the King of Liao can retain my throne. Besides, their so-called restriction of power may not be a good thing. Didn't Taishang Daojun say:  He Tengjiao looked anxious and wanted to exhort him, but Zhu Cixiang didn't want to listen at all and just waved his hand to let him out.  He Tengjiao had no choice but to return to Kaifeng overnight and find Fan Keqin.  "Changing one's surname to another name is called the subjugation of the country. He is full of benevolence and righteousness, but when he leads the beasts to eat people, and people will eat each other, it is called the subjugation of the world." Fan Keqin said sadly and angrily: "Gu Zhenhua had the merit of saving the country, but he committed the great crime of subjugating the world.  , we will fight to the death to stop it, even if we risk our lives!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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