Chapter 701 Past and Present, Reincarnation

I have seen the rewards and support from the brothers and sisters, thank you! ! !

If Dafeng Tui is the east wind, then you are the sail. Without you, the ship of the warehouse cannot move forward! ! !

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As the wind blew, Fang Xing smelled the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, wrapped his cotton robe tightly, and sneezed, "Li Manzhu said he was an internal agent?"

Li Manzhu held Mengge Timur's head, and knelt in front of Fang Xing with joy on his face, and said, "Uncle, tonight, Mengge Timur brought the officials to attack the camp. To get the head of this thief, please accept it with a smile!"

Fang Xing rubbed his sore nose, "But Benbo doesn't need a head test!"

What a joke, Daming's Xinghe Bo actually wanted a head to prove his meritorious deeds, it would really make people laugh out loud.

Li Manzhu's joy faltered, and he said in a loud voice: "Uncle, if I had known earlier, the lower officials would have captured this thief and offered to capture Jinling."

Before presenting captives and kings, this is the highest honor for a general.

After finishing speaking, Li Manzhu noticed that Fang Xing was just looking at him coldly, so he laughed and said, "Uncle, why don't you go and arrest the thief's family? Daughter, the fish in the water can't get away from it, the birds in the sky will stop for it, and the next official will go and send her here."

Li Manzhu turned around when he heard Fang Xing's emotionless voice.

"Go away, go far away, and never come back here again."

As soon as his body froze, Li Manzhu immediately turned around and kowtowed: "Thank you uncle for not killing me, I will go now."

Li Manzhu took away three horses, dry food and a lot of money, and then disappeared into the night with Boda.

Wang He got a little angry recently. While squeezing the pustules at the corner of his mouth in pain, he asked hissingly, "Xing Hebo, why did you let this villain go?"

Wang He likes to listen to books, especially when he hears the plots of loyalty to the country and unparalleled loyalty, tears always come to his eyes.

So he felt that Fang Xing should behead Li Manzhu to warn the surrounding aliens.

Fang Xing saw that Lin Qun'an had surrounded the people of Jianzhou Guard, so he said calmly, "Nuer Gandusi's dark night will devour those who are not friendly to Daming."

"Li Manzhu absconded in fear of crime, why don't you kneel down and die?!"

"Kneel down and don't kill!"

"Didn't your lord say that we are internal agents? Why... Ouch!"

After hearing what the interpreter said, Lin Qun'an said coldly: "What internal response? Li Manzhu is the mastermind. Seeing that the situation is not right, he killed brother Menger Timur to silence him. Now the thief has absconded. If you wait and keep yourself safe, there is still a way out! "

The general situation is set, Fang Xing yawned and said: "It depends on the results of Fang Wu's side. We will find out the leaders of the captives later, and take them as coolies. That's it, I will go to sleep for a while,"

After several battles, such a level of night attack could no longer excite Fang Xing. He lay in his sleeping bag, closed his eyes, and gradually entered that bizarre dream.

A middle-aged man was trapped in a wooden house, watching blankly as his entourage was called out in the name of drinking cursed water.

"Uh!" There was a muffled groan outside the door, and everyone's bodies trembled.

"Your Majesty, the minister will go first!"

One by one,

No one knelt down to surrender.

Someone kowtowed to him before going out, and someone shouted angrily before going out, and they were hunted and killed by the Burmese outside the door one by one.

"Your Majesty, regret it! Sun Kewang can't be relied on, he should have listened to King Jin back then!"

"Your Majesty, the minister is gone! Please don't humiliate your own blood, and die generously..."

The last courtier was captured and killed. The man sat there blankly, with tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

...

Mengge Timur's eldest son, Agu, packed up his luggage. According to Mengge Timur's arrangement, if he was defeated, he would flee with his family and flee to the Tatars.

They used to be enemies, but now they have a common enemy, so they might as well cooperate.

The room was full of family members and guards, Agu fidgeted and counted the time. When he missed the agreed time and still no one came to report, his lips twitched.

"let's go!"

The five guards are the most outstanding warriors in the entire left guard. With them, Agu believes that the family will reach their destination safely.

"We will make a comeback, and we will fight back. By then, the Ming people will be lambs waiting to be slaughtered in our hands. Let's go!"

The five guards opened the door first and went out.

"volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

After the gunshots, the women and children stumbled back, screaming, and looked around, trying to find a place to hide from the terrible weapon.

There were people moaning/groaning outside the door, but there was no other sound.

Agu asked tremblingly, "Who is outside the door?"

There was still silence outside the door, and when the atmosphere in the room was almost frozen, a cold voice came.

"I am Daming Xing and Ding Fangwu of Bo's family. The people inside threw away their weapons and came out one by one!"

Agu fell limply to the ground and said in a trembling voice, "You...you go out first!"

The fierce Jurchens in the past came out one by one very well-behaved at this time.

"puff!"

Fang Wu pulled out the bayonet and said in a deep voice, "Next!"

"puff!"

When only Agu was left inside, he was reluctant to go out no matter what.

...

The middle-aged man yelled in panic. He tightly grasped the armrest of the chair, unwilling to let go.

A dark Burmese official frowned and said, "Send him along with the chair to that Ming traitor."

The middle-aged man was lifted up together with the chair, and he cried out, but he still couldn't stop these vassals who once regarded Daming as the upper kingdom.

When he saw the barracks, the middle-aged man couldn't help crying, and his voice alarmed the burly man who was waiting outside the camp.

"Wu Sangui, your family has been favored by the country, and you are willing to be an accomplice of the Tartars. You will die!"

The man held a bow in his hand. The bow was very large and the strings were very thick, which could not be used by those who were not violent.

Seeing the man striding forward, the middle-aged man couldn't help crawling back on the ground with hands and feet. But the footsteps behind him were heavy, and the cold bowstring was wrapped around his neck.

The man looked up at the sky, and laughed at himself: "Have the descendants of the Zhu family fallen like this? It's really embarrassing for the ancestors, what do you have to say?"

When death was approaching, the middle-aged man forgot his fear instead. He grabbed the bowstring around his neck with both hands and hissed: "Wu Sangui, barbarian people have no luck for a hundred years, and you will eventually be stigmatized for thousands of years! I watched your family be destroyed forever!" people despise!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The man laughed loudly and panted, "This is the way of the world. Where there are benefits, people's hearts are not ancient. As long as there are benefits, I will be a hero in the future!"

The bowstring was gradually tightened, and the sound of clucking gurgled in the throat, and the eyes of the middle-aged man gradually dimmed.

The only star in the sky was hidden in the dark clouds, looking around, the little lights gradually went out.

Darkness descended on this ancient land...

Fate has abandoned those industrious and ignorant people...

The man put down his long bow, turned around and knelt down towards the north: "This is where my minister Wu Sangui strangled the remnants of the Zhu family. Long live my Qing Dynasty, long live, long live..."