Ta, ta, ta ~
A horse with shiny black fur, a shoulder height of 1.8 meters, a mane of 70 to 80 centimeters, a beautiful head that was raised high, and an elegant, beautiful, and curved neck. All of this showed that this horse was very noble.
The Frisian Horse, a sharp weapon that Tuo Lintian bought from Ou Zhou at a high price last month to show off.
Most of the warhorses that the Qing army rode were Meng. Ancient horses were short and small, but in front of the Frisian horses, they were no different from donkeys.
However, there was a fact that could not be avoided. In the history of the Chinese Dynasty, except for some specific periods in the Han and Tang Dynasties, the horse breeding techniques of the Central Plains were not outstanding for more than two thousand years. The Central Plains never produced world-famous excellent horse breeds.
Even until the Manqing, this situation did not change. Although the Manchu people claimed that riding and archery were their foundation, they were seriously lacking good horses.
The Manchurian cavalrymen were like wolves and tigers when they attacked the Central Plains infantry, and they were not at a disadvantage when they fought against the nomadic cavalrymen riding the same kind of horses on the grasslands in the northwest. However, once they encountered the Western cavalrymen equipped with Central Asian and European horses, they were immediately defeated.
For example, in the Battle of Baliqiao of the Second Yapian War, cold weapons still accounted for a large proportion, and cavalry played the leading role from beginning to end. Rather than saying that the Qing army was destroyed by the artillery fire of the coalition forces, it was better to say that it was destroyed by the cavalry's sabers.
The horses used by the Qing cavalrymen who participated in the battle at Baliqiao came from Ujimqin and were the best Mongolian horses. Ancient horses were smaller, slower, and less powerful than the large horses of the alliance army. They couldn't charge forward when they attacked, and couldn't run fast when they retreated. The alliance army mocked the Meng Qing cavalry for riding a bunch of rabbits in battle.
The Gaul generals even said in surprise that the Chinese horses were smaller than our donkeys.
Sigh…it was the Manchu people riding on rabbits who broke through the land of the Nine Prefectures and finally became the rulers.
At the thought of this, Qin Jun, who was riding his horse, looked up at the city tower. Liu Zao's mournful cry almost made him grit his teeth.
What a loyal servant!
"Go forward and shout. Surrender and avoid death."
"Yes."
Niu Dazhuang rode his horse forward and stopped at the shooting range of the arrows at the city gate.
"Surrender and you will be spared from death. All the Berserker Qing Dynasty lackeys who break through the city…will be killed without mercy!”
Whoosh.
Apart from a few Tartar officers, the rest of the people on the city walls were all Han Chinese.
Seeing the thousands of Qin soldiers lined up in front of the city gate, they lost the confidence to resist. Oh, no, after the Ming Rui army was completely wiped out yesterday, they did not want to resist anymore.
"Traitor!"
Liu Zao stood at the edge of the city wall and pointed at Niu Dazhuang as he scolded,""You traitors who don't know how to thank the emperor for his kindness, don't even think about making us put down our weapons and surrender.”
"Today, I, Liu Zao, will fight to the death with your rebel army to repay the emperor's kindness.”
His tone and attitude were very firm. One look and one could tell that he was a loyal minister.
Hahahahaha.
Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that Qin Jun was laughing mockingly. He laughed so hard that he was rolling back and forth. He sat on the horse's back and rubbed his stomach desperately.
Black Wind, go, step forward!
The Frisian horse named Black Wind was well-behaved. It walked elegantly to Niu Dazhuang's side and stood there quietly.
"What an unyielding and loyal subject. I, Qin Jun, admire you. May I ask, Lord Liu, which clan are you from?”
Hmm?
This was Liu Zao's first time meeting Qin Jun, and he didn't even show up personally to rent the land. He felt that this was just a small fry, and meeting him would be beneath his status.
However, when he saw it today, his palms could not help but sweat slightly.
He, who knew a little about physiognomy, was frightened at first glance. The imperial court was in danger!
"I'm Han."
"Oh, I thought you were a Tartar. So you're a Han. How could there be such a person who forgets his ancestors and is willing to be a slave among the Han people?”
“……”
Liu Zao was at a loss for words.
However, Li Huiteng retorted,""A wise man is one who understands the times. So what if the Manchu race rules us? The people have food and clothes to eat, and there are no frozen bones on the road. The country is prosperous and the people are peaceful. Can't you see the golden age created by Emperor Kangxi and the current Emperor?”
Hahahahaha.
This is too f * cking funny, hahahaha.
"You dare to say that you're in a prosperous world just because you're barely able to make a living?”
"Then what about the Han Dynasty? What was the Great Tang Empire that made the Tang Dynasty proud of being a Tang? Then what about the Ming Empire that dominated Asia and Africa seven times?”
"Destroying the ancient books of the Han people, promoting the literary and literary prison, the Tartars who issued the decree to close the country have broken your spines. You can't stand up after kneeling down, and you still call yourself slaves, just like dogs!”
"You disloyal, unfilial, and shameless people who forget your ancestors still have the face to live. It's really a tragedy for us Han people!”
"Today, I want all of you to die!"
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