Two days later, Chang Yuchun's vanguard arrived at Yingzhou, one of the sixteen states of Yanyun, which was located at the southern gate of Dadu City. However, they found that the gate of Yingzhou City was wide open, and there was not a single Yuan Dynasty soldier stationed there. When they entered the city, they found out that the Mongol soldiers here had been transferred away by Dadu City's commander's order ten days ago. Not only the Yuan Dynasty soldiers, but all the Mongol people in Yingzhou City had also run away. Only the Han people were left hiding carefully in the crack of the door, silently observing the Ming army.
"Great General, what should we do now?" Chang Yuchun's brother-in-law, Lan Yu, asked valiantly while riding a horse.
He was very eager to make contributions because he had been seriously injured in the Shandong war last year and almost lost his life. He had to recuperate for more than half a year before he recovered.
After the New Year, when the Northern Expedition Army set out, he was recuperating in Yingtian, so he did not make it to the Battle of Bianliang.
When the news of the victory in Bianliang reached Ying Tianshi, he could no longer sit still.
Killing 170,000 enemies and capturing Wang Baobao was an unprecedented result. More importantly, he had a premonition that Dayuan was completely finished. The destruction of Dayuan meant that there would not be any more major wars in the future. As a general, if he did not seize this opportunity to go to the battlefield, it would be very difficult for him to make any contributions in the future.
Thus, he had secretly followed the imperial envoy to the capital, hoping to win the first credit in the battle to break through the Yuan capital.
Chang Yuchun raised his horsewhip and frowned.""What else can we do? He had already run away, so what was the point of fighting! Lan Yu, personally bring some people and make a trip there. Report the news here to Old Xu and the Crown Prince and ask for instructions!”
Lan Yu spat on the ground and scolded angrily,"These Yuan Dynasty soldiers are really f * cking cowards without balls. They ran away before the battle even started.”
Chang Yuchun glared at Lan Yu and berated,""Hurry up and get lost. Stop talking nonsense! If you dawdle any longer, I'll give you a beating!”
Lan Yu shrunk his neck. Although he was also a fierce general in the army, he could only obediently obey the orders of the general and brother-in-law, Chang Yuchun. He flattered him and unhappily led a few of his subordinates out of the city.
Chang Yuchun looked at Lan Yu's back and shook his head. He was both angry and amused."This kid has a bossy personality. If it weren't for us constantly beating him up, his tail would have long been arrogant to the sky!”
Chang Yuchun could sense that there were people in the rooms on the street, but they refused to come out. They hid and observed quietly like frightened rabbits.
He thought for a moment and shouted at the top of his lungs,""My fellow villagers, we are the Great Ming Heavenly Army, the armed forces of the Han people. We are on the same side, so don't be afraid! Our Old Chang doesn't kill people!" He thought about it and felt that the last sentence was a little ridiculous. He, Old Chang, had killed many people in his life, so he immediately corrected him,"Our Old Chang doesn't kill good people!"
"Grandpa, why did he say he wouldn't kill the old man? That pig was a child, would he be killed?”
A hawker selling candied haws was hiding in the house with his grandson, quietly observing the movements outside through the hole in the door. His grandson was only seven years old, and he asked with fear in his eyes.
Because Chang Yuchun was a little far away and there was a door between them, their words changed when they heard it. They didn't want to kill the good people, but they didn't want to kill the old people.
The old man selling candied haws was worried. He pulled his only relative, his grandson, behind him and said in a deep voice,"Zhu 'er, hide well. It's better for the two of us not to go out first!”
"Grandpa, didn't you always tell Zhu 'Er that although our family is in the north and most of the people around us are Mongolians and perverts, the blood in our veins is Han Chinese? This is our own army!”Zhu 'er's eyes were filled with confusion, but he still obediently hid behind his grandfather. He listened to his grandfather the most.
He still remembered that year when he was disobedient and ran around on the streets, blocking the carriage of a Mongolian noble. The noble asked his horse to trample on him, and his parents rushed out to protect him. They were killed by the noble with a single slash. He even asked the horse to trample on his parents 'corpses hundreds of times, turning them into meat paste.
From then on, he told himself that he had to listen to adults. Now, he only had one adult, his grandfather.
The old man was stunned for a long time after hearing his grandson's words. Suddenly, tears streamed down his face as he muttered to himself with a sorrowful expression,"We are Han? Yes, we are Han people! But we've been occupied by the foreign tribes for 400 years! First the Liao, then the Jurchen, and after the Jurchen, there's still Mongolia. After so long, do the Han still recognize us as Han? I'm afraid we've long been forgotten!"
"The Mongolians do not recognize us as their own people. They think that we are the lowest level of animals. Therefore, we Yingzhou Han are a group of homeless children who have no ancestors and no support! Actually…sometimes I almost forget who I am. I just want to live and let you live too!”
Chang Yuchun sat on his warhorse and shouted at the two sides. When he realized that no one came out, his face darkened. He thought to himself, This is not giving me face. He wanted to vent his anger, but he didn't know who to vent it on. He wanted to order the soldiers to break down the house and capture them, but he couldn't bring himself to do so.
"Forget it, forget it. They're all pitiful people who have been bullied and scared. We'll just leave the city!”Chang Yuchun waved his hand and told the messenger,""Order the Forward Strike Battalion to set up camp outside the city!”
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