.Under a small hill, a village with nearly a hundred houses appeared. In front of the village was a small river. At this time, the river was no longer drying out more than ten days ago. There was already a rushing stream of water. In front of the river was a farmland, and the soil of the farmland had been turned out.$* Qianzai provides the latest chapter reading

It is now the end of the first lunar month of the first year of Hongguang. Although the weather is still very cold, spring is coming, and some hard-working farmers have begun to cultivate the land and are preparing for the coming spring sowing.

This mountain village is far away from the main road, and the villagers do not care about the outside world. Although some people heard news a few days ago that the county was occupied by the Tartars, they still lived in the village. Sure enough, soon there was another news that the Tartars had been driven away by the official army.

It was still early at this time, and most people had just gotten up. In addition to the faint sound of children playing in the village, there were also the occasional shouts from farmers, and the entire mountain village seemed quiet.

A sequential sound rang out, dozens of people in ragged clothes, holding swords in their hands, and a rat-like tail hanging behind their heads drilled out from behind a hillside. They looked at the mountain village that appeared below, and a greedy light appeared in their eyes.

At this time, six days have passed since the decisive battle in the rain in Matouzhuang. This group of people was Luke Dehun and his Goshha who escaped from the battlefield. On that day, Luke Dehun saw that things were unsuccessful, so he made a quick decision to escape. Relying on the help of hundreds of two elite red flags, Luke Dehun broke out of it. However, although he escaped, most of the people around him lost, leaving only more than a hundred people.

After a few days of escape, Lukede had only more than 30 people around him from more than 100 people to now. The rest died of illness, starvation, or were separated on the road. Their war horses were unable to ride because they had to abandon their horses and walk on their legs because they had to abandon their horses.

Over the past few days, the group suffered a lot. They were afraid of being pursued by the Ming army and dared not walk on the main road, so they could only walk on the small road. They rarely lived on the small road. Because they were too far away, they were afraid that time would delay the Ming army to catch up. Luke Dehun did not dare to send people over. They could only rely on half-baked horse meat to fill their stomachs. The clothes they were still from the battlefield. Although they had already been dry, they were still covered in blood and cement. It was very uncomfortable to wear them.

A fiery gaze shot out from his eyes. Although this mountain village looks like, the Han people have always been weak. As long as they rush down, they can eat the long-lost hot rice and hot dishes again, roast it for a meal, and change into clean clothes. Maybe they can find women to vent their anger.\\\

"General." All the digoshha looked at Lukdehun, and his eyes were burning.

Lukehun nodded. At this time, he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to stop him. Besides, Lelidehun's unstoppable thoughts, so he also wanted to change into clean clothes. He had a hot meal and finally found a woman to vent his anger.

Yan Chongnian and Yan Erli were standing at the entrance of the village. The father and son, Yan Chongnian, were the village chief of this mountain village, the only person who could read and read. The father and son looked at the farmland at the entrance of the village, and were a little confident. One-quarter of the paddy fields in this village were owned by their family. Spring is about to begin and crops are planted. If there is a good harvest, the Yan family will definitely go up to another step. If it is a wasteland, with the Yan family in stocking hundreds of stones of grain, the Yan family will definitely increase the farmland in the village next year.

Yan Erli's eyes were sharp, and his eyes swept towards the road ahead. Suddenly, he saw dozens of strange-shaped people in front of him, holding swords and rushing towards the village. He was stunned and asked at his father, "Dad, who is that person?"

Yan Chongnian raised his head and said, isn't this the county description of the Tartars more than a month ago? Seeing these Tartars, he was shocked and hurriedly said, "No, that's the Tartars defeated, go quickly."\\/\"

When he heard that it was the defeated Tartars and remembered the legend of all kinds of cruelty in the Tartars, Yan Erli was immediately panicked. However, he was young and energetic, and looked like he was defeated, and he became bolder: "Dad, don't be afraid. Let's go back to the village and call the whole village to drive these Tartars away."

"What do you know? The Tartars kill people without blinking. Even the officers and soldiers of the county town fled desperately when they saw the Tartars. How can hundreds of people in our village stop the Tartars? Escape to the mountain. If they don't run away, they will die." Yan Chongnian shouted to his son.

"But Dad, if we run to the mountain, and mother and Taohua are still in the village, what should they do?"

"Oh, don't worry about your mother and wife. If you lose your wife, you will marry again. If you don't run away, you and my father will die." Seeing the Qing army getting closer, Yan Chong pulled his reluctant son and took him up the mountain. Yan Erli couldn't, so he had to run up the mountain.

Although Luke Dehun and others rushed directly into the village, as soon as they entered the village, these people who were just like stray dogs immediately became evil gods and chopped them up as soon as they saw them. More than a dozen villagers who were caught off guard suddenly fell into a pool of blood.\\\

"The Tartars are here, run away."

"I've killed someone, killed someone."

"Help……"

All kinds of shouts were heard, and the village that was still quiet just now suddenly became chaotic. After killing more than ten people, the Qing army sent several people to guard the entrance of the village, and the rest could not wait to break into the largest house in the middle village. A man who looked like a housekeeper was about to stop him, but he was chopped by a Qing army and fell into a pool of blood. The other servants shouted and fled in all directions.

The Qing army ignored the servants who escaped. They quickly found two fat pigs, more than a dozen sheep, and dozens of chickens and ducks in the yard. All the Qing army couldn't help but drool and immediately killed pigs and sheep in the yard, while some people were busy lifting the feathers for the chickens and ducks.

When Lukedehun walked into the hall, he saw two women being driven aside and hugging each other and trembling. The two women were in their forties and still had charm on their faces. The other woman was less than twenty years old, wearing red clothes, and her head was squinted, with a young woman's face, as if she was about to pinch out water.\//\

With just a glance, evil fire appeared all over Lukedehun's body. During the escape these days, the powerful power of the Ming munitions flashed in Lukede's heart. Whenever the Ming munitions could still fire on rainy days, Lukedehun stood in a state of coldness. Isn't it said that every rainy day in the future, if the Qing Dynasty confronts the Ming army, it will be defeated.

This idea was like a mountain pressing down on Lukede's heart. In addition, he was worried about the Ming army's pursuit all the time, Lukede's nerves were always tense. Now he just wanted to relax on the mother and daughter or mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Seeing the coach's gaze, the two Goshha immediately understood it, retreated and closed the door.

After a while, the meat was already fragrant in the yard, and the slaughtered pigs and sheep were still roasting on the fire. The chickens and ducks in the big pot had already started to roll. Some impatient Goshha didn't care about the hotness and directly tore off a large piece of chickens and ducks from the pot and stuffed them into his mouth, ate them in big mouthfuls.

The Qing soldiers had just eaten a few bites, and a messy footsteps came from outside, as if hundreds of people were coming towards the yard. There was a vague sound of killing Tartars in the air. The Qing soldiers who heard it were stunned. When they entered the territory of the Ming Dynasty, there were often more than a dozen people, seven or eight people surrounding a village. Men, women, young and old in the village dared to move. After they let them do whatever they wanted in the village, they searched the men, young women and property in the village. Could it be that there are more than 30 people now and there are a few sentries outside, the villagers in this village dare not resist.

But they didn't think about it. In the past, they followed a large group of people every time they robbed, and they could succeed after defeating the official army. In front of them, they looked like a defeated general. Moreover, a few days ago, they heard that the Tartars in the county had driven away, and the officials appointed by the Tartars were also killed by the official army. The villagers naturally had much more courage. At present, this group of Qing soldiers was harming the village chief's family. If they were allowed to eat and drink enough, their family would not be spared.

If the Qing army had started a massacre in the village at the beginning, the villagers had no organization, and even hundreds of people would have no choice but to take the Qing army. However, Luke Dehun and his subordinates had no energy. After killing more than a dozen villagers, they thought they had scared the rest of the villagers. They immediately started to make fires and cook, wanting to eat and drink enough before killing people, but they gave the villagers enough time to organize.

"Bang!" The gate in the courtyard was knocked open, and a Qing army rushed up in a panic: "No, the villagers are coming."

The Qing army in the courtyard wondered what was scary about the villagers. When they thought so just now, the voices of hundreds of people came: "Kill the Tartars!"

With this shout, countless villagers rushed in with hoes, harpoons, and sharpened wooden sticks. A Qing army who was most close to the gate of the courtyard was about to bring a long sword to fight back, but countless hoes fell on his head like raindrops. After several screams, the Qing army had become a pile of rotten meat.

"Kill! Kill the Tartars!"

More and more villagers rushed into the yard and smashed them with various tools at the Qing soldiers. They might be very confused, but the number was too large. The Qing army was in the stage of relaxing after fatigue. Their movements were much slower than usual. Many Qing soldiers were knocked down as soon as they got up. Some Qing soldiers saw that the situation was not good, threw away the pigs and sheep that were barbecuing and ran around. However, the yard was covered with walls, and they might be able to jump past. With their current physical strength, they could not climb up. Many people were torn off by the villagers halfway through and then beaten into meat paste.

Lukedehun heard the sound outside. He just wanted to come out to check it out with his pants. Countless wooden sticks fell down. The grandson, who was most valued by the four major Bellers, fell to the ground without even humming, and was then beaten into a pile of rotten meat by the villagers and became a fool.
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