Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ah! Don't kill me, I'm Han!
Bang!
Go over and squat!
Ew ~ Ew ~
On the wasteland, gunshots, screams, begging for mercy, berating, and vomiting could be heard from time to time. The air was filled with a pungent smell. There was the smell of blood, gunpowder, and burnt internal organs. The combination was simply challenging the limits of the sense of smell.
Many of the soldiers who did not vomit earlier could not stand it anymore when they came down to clean up the battlefield. After their stomachs churned for a while, they immediately bent down and vomited. They vomited until tears and snot came out.
Of course, Qin Jun also wanted to vomit. The steak he ate last night had already surged up to his throat and he was just a little bit away from spitting it out.
But he couldn't vomit. He had to maintain a calm appearance and give the soldiers a mental state that their lord was their lord and that they couldn't compare to him.
Rustle, rustle, rustle.
Niu Dazhuang walked past with a human head in his hand. Looking at his bearded face and wide eyes, who else could it be but Mingrui?
"My lord, after the captives identified him, this is the commander of the Dian Province Garrison, Ming Rui, a noble Zhenglan Flag. His brother is Ming Rui.”
Eh, I even caught a big fish.
Qin Jun observed the dead man's head a few times, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
During the rule of the Manqing Empire, other than the generals with titles, the lieutenants were equivalent to the commanders of the troops stationed in the provinces and had great power.
It was a good start to kill the commander of the Dian Province garrison, Ming Rui.
"Lock up all the captives of the Eight Banners Cavalry and use them as hard labor in the future. How many Han captives are there in the Green Camp?”
"According to the lord's orders, all the spearmen were shot dead. There were 3450 captives who were unharmed. They were all scared out of their wits. They could have run away, but their legs went weak from fear. They just lay on the ground and waited for us to catch them.”
"Gather up, I want to call these captives to surrender!”
Summon surrender?
Niu Dazhuang was puzzled." My Lord, these Manchu lackeys and traitors should be killed. Why did you recruit them to surrender and feed them well?"”
"That's true!"
Qin Jun looked at the battlefield that was filled with smoke and corpses, and his mood suddenly became a little depressed.
"We won't call for them to surrender. Cut off their braids and send them to the Qin City.”
"Yes, sir!"
"Also, hurry up and clean up the battlefield. Deport the captives and dig a hole to bury the corpses. It's summer, and the corpses will rot easily.”
"Yes, sir!"
"Deal with it before nightfall. Tomorrow morning, the entire army will attack and capture Spring City.”
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