Chapter 6: Unify the World (Five)

On the 16th, Haotusala City was short of water and food, and the trapped beasts were still fighting. Yarhazi and Ajige both received news that Haoge was arrested and that the Mongolian tribes betrayed the Qing Dynasty and turned to the Ming Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty was already isolated and helpless. When the two of them decided to surrender to protect the lives of the soldiers and civilians in the city, the seriously ill Huang Taiji was unable to breathe in one breath, and Long Yu Futian!

The miserable crying drifted from the sky above Haotusala City to the besieged Ming army camp through the morning mist.

"What's going on? It's early in the morning, so I won't let you sleep!" Man Gui had already seemed a little impatient with this kind of fighting style of siege but not attacking. If Yuan Chonghuan hadn't directed himself, he would have raised his troops and rushed in long ago.

Yuan Chonghuan's face was a little solemn, and the crying seemed a bit unusual. There was no one else who could make the Qing army cry in the city. Could it be that Huang Taiji was dead?

"Old Yuan, what's going on? Who died in the city? There was such a big noise early in the morning?" Man Gui said with a grumbling look.

"Didn't you hear it? This is mourning in the city!" Yuan Chonghuan said.

"Come to mourn?" Man Gui said in surprise, "Can Huang Taiji already..."

"This battle is over." Yuan Chonghuan sighed to the sky, made his vows for many years and finally saw the day he completed. He felt a little happy but also a little lonely in his heart.

"Woo--"

The sound of a low trumpet sounded, and the gate of Haotusala City was slowly pulled open. A team of white bodies walked out slowly with a coffin.

"The Emperor Kuanwen Renren of the Qing Dynasty is Long Yu's funeral!" One of them held a white soul-summoning banner in his hand and shouted loudly to the sky!

The sorrow and joy are even more serious!

"Old Yuan, could this be the trick of the Qing people? As the saying goes, the soldiers will win. What if the Qing people use this trick?" Man Gui was not the kind of brave but not wise man. On the contrary, his mind was very delicate, and he could be said to be as meticulous as a haircut.

"It doesn't look very similar. Even if Huang Taiji can take out Haotusala City, it will be useless. He is already out of the way, and there are our hidden lines in the city, and detailed news will soon be heard." Yuan Chonghuan said.

"Commander-in-chief, news from the city's hidden line, Huang Taiji was really dead. He didn't kick him up in one breath, his heart veins suddenly stopped, and he died in the Khan Palace in the city in the second half of the night." The news that Yuan Chonghuan wanted to confirm was soon spread.

"Yarhazi, the prince of the Qing Dynasty, and Ajige asked to meet Yuan Chonghuan and Yuan Shuai of the Ming Dynasty!"

The team stopped in front of the Ming army camp. Yarhazi and Azig walked up in plain clothes and knelt down on their knees.

The solid frozen soil is three points harder than a stone, and the feeling of kneeling on it is conceivable.

The sudden arrival of Yarhazi and Ajige caught Yuan Chonghuan and Man Gui off guard. God knows what these two people want to do, and do you surrender?

Respecting your enemies is equivalent to respecting yourself. Yuan Chonghuan looked at Mangui and ordered people to open the gate of the camp and take the lead in meeting it.

"General Yuan, beware of the fraud of the Qing people!" his subordinates couldn't help but remind him.

"It's not in the way. If you are accompanied by General Man Gui and General Wu Sangui, there will be no accident." Song Xiance did not follow. One person must be left in the camp to deal with the emergencies on the spot.

Wu Sangui checked his portable weapons and equipment and followed suit.

The three stopped about three feet in front of Yarhazi and Azig. Ten feet behind them were filled with Liaodong Army soldiers, forming a fan-shaped encirclement of Yarhazi and others, with swords and guns standing at any time, and could rush forward.

"Yarhazi, Ajige, why are you? Do you want to surrender to our army?" Yuan Chonghuan asked loudly.

"Yuan Chonghuan, our Qing Dynasty lost, completely lost, but we also have to lose with dignity. Therefore, I, Yarhazi, begged you, and begged your emperor to treat the soldiers behind me and the people of my Manchus well!" Yarhazi said with grief and anger.

"I can promise you this, but the condition is that you must put down your weapons, go out of the city to accept the adaptation, and ensure that you do not make unnecessary resistance. Otherwise, even Yuan will not be able to save their lives!" Yuan Chonghuan said.

"The Qing Dynasty is over, the emperor is here to die!" Yarhazi suddenly shouted to the sky and pulled out the steel knife from his waist. Even Ajige, who was kneeling beside him, could not stop him. A trace of blood splashed out from his neck, and a burst of blood splashed towards the cold land, splashing everywhere, and even Yuan Chonghuan's clothes had a few blood-red dots.

"Fourth Uncle!" Azige cried out in grief, holding Yarhazi's tilted back body and said, "Why, Uncle Four, you want to do this, is it worth it?"

"There is no man who is afraid of death, nor a man who surrenders to the enemy. The fourth uncle really doesn't want to live alone, but for the sake of the continuation of our Manchus, the fourth uncle has to make this decision to sorry for the ancestors. Ah Ji...ge, you have to live well, do you know that our Manchus will have a brilliant... heaven..." Yarhazi kept spitting blood foam outwards, and whispered in Ah Ji's ear with a very low voice.

There will definitely be glory, but what Yarhazi wants may not be able to achieve.

Yuan Chonghuan was also stunned, thinking that Yarhaqi drew out the knife and wanted to give him a fatal blow, but he did not expect that he would commit suicide.

"Azig, Yarhazi is dead, you are the only one left in Haotusala City. Should you surrender or not?" Mangui stepped forward and shouted sternly.

Ajige shot a fire of hatred at Man Gui and others in his eyes, but the situation was imminent. Huang Taiji died and the fourth uncle Yarhazi died. Even if he fought, what if he failed? He would not fail in the end and could not save the Qing Dynasty.

Seeing Ajig like this, the atmosphere in front of the gate suddenly became tense. Both sides were tense and their weapons were unsheathed. As long as there was a slight movement, a melee would trigger.

"Put down our weapons, we are willing to surrender!" Azig closed his eyes in pain and ordered.

With Ajige's order, the Eight Banners soldiers of the Qing army standing behind him seemed to roll off the edge of death, and their spirits went from nervousness to collapse, and then to relaxing suddenly. The fighting spirit and morale disappeared all of a sudden. Even if they were asked to pick up their weapons again to resist, it would probably be impossible.

The fall of Haotusala City marks that the Qing Dynasty has officially become history. When the news reached Shenyang, Zhu Yinglong laughed three times to the sky. History finally made him turn it around. There is no such thing that is more exciting than him, a person who has come from later generations!

Wu Sangui rushed back to Shenyang with Ajige and tens of thousands of Eight Banner prisoners, while Yuan Chonghuan and Mangui were divided into two groups and continued to go north. However, due to weather reasons, they had to wait until the next year to sweep the entire Northeast. Mangui was determined to rush to North Korea, because Mao Wenlong, the enemy who almost drowned in the sea, was in North Korea, so he had to deal with this person himself.

Although Mao Wenlong surrendered to the Qing Dynasty and received heavy use, he was afraid that the Ming Dynasty would retaliate against him, so he asked Huang Taiji to transfer him to North Korea to be responsible for North Korea's security and defense work. His subordinates and the Han people and 30,000 elite Han troops also basically entered North Korea. Therefore, although Zhao Shujiao and the Marines tasted some sweetness in the early stage, it was because they caught Mao Wenlong off guard and the troops were dispersed. Now Zhao Shujiao and Mao Wenlong have the same force, and the puppet of North Korea's Guanghaijun actually fought with each other. When Man Gui entered North Korea, the power of both sides had a huge tilt. Moreover, with the power of victory, they fought Mao Wenlong and fled to Pyongyang. It can be foreseeable that Mao Wenlong would not have much time left!

Looking at the dark kneeling in the Dazheng Hall, Zhu Yinglong really finds it difficult to describe the feeling in his heart. It is high above. The feeling that one can determine life and death in one sentence is really the source of desire that men dream of.

There are men and women kneeling below. Of course, Zhu Yinglong is quite caring for women and children. As long as his identity is not very important, he will basically be open to the Internet.

Of course, the only people kneeling on their knees now are the ministers of the Qing Dynasty. As for the so-called "royal family" of the Qing Dynasty, they are not listed here. They will be dealt with in particular, whether they are life or death, but they cannot be dealt with as they are now.

"There are Han people and Manchus among you, but now they all have only one identity, that is my prisoner!" Zhu Yinglong said slowly.

"I said in the Northern Expedition that no matter whether you are Manchu, Han or Mongolian, you are all Chinese people. As long as you abide by the national laws of the Ming Dynasty, you can become a citizen of the Ming Dynasty. I will not ask about your past, but only ask whether you are willing to be a citizen of the Ming Dynasty now, or a funeral for the Qing Dynasty?"

Zhu Yinglong's bright voice was like a drum, hitting the hearts of these prisoners under the steps in prison clothes.

There was no sound below, but the heavy breathing sounds rose and fell.

"If you want to live well, I will give you a chance. You can kneel to the left of my hand. Remember, there is only one opportunity, and you will never have it if you lose it!" Zhu Yinglong's mouth smiled a little. This is a trap of language, at least no one will know.

There was a commotion in the crowd of kneeling. She was afraid of death and wanted to stand up and kneel to the left, but was dragged by some tough and unafraid of death. There were very few people kneeling to the left, and most of them were corrupt scholars. Zhu Yinglong smiled and counted the number of people, only thirty or forty people, while more than 40 people were kneeling without moving.

Just as everyone was waiting for Zhu Yinglong's next sentence: "When the person who wanted to bury the Qing Dynasty knelt down to the right of my hand." Many people had already thought about it, and I just knelt down and didn't move, neither left nor right. What should you do?

"Okay, okay, okay, the Qing Dynasty has so many loyal ministers, so it's time to leave a mark in history!" Zhu Yinglong stood up, laughed three times, and then, a voice that was ten thousand times colder than the coldest days in the fourteenth and nineteenth days said: "Since you all want to be loyal ministers, then okay, I will fulfill you today!"

"Come on, come and drink wine!" Zhu Yinglong shouted loudly.

"Ah..." Everyone was stunned, raised their heads in fear, and looked at Zhu Yinglong on the dragon throne high above.

"I have given you the opportunity, but you don't cherish it. They are the only ones who can survive today. I will never break my promise!" Zhu Yinglong's smile said to the more than 400 people kneeling under him. It was simply the smile of a devil. They never thought that this seemingly gentle young man became ruthless, probably three points more terrifying than the evil ghosts in hell.

Resistance is useless, and there are soldiers of the Imperial Guards with live ammunition everywhere.

"Emperor?" Li Yao, the commander of the Imperial Guard, couldn't bear to see Zhu Yinglong killing so many people on the spot. Not all of them were unforgivable people, so she wanted to ask for a love affair.

Zhu Yinglong has made up his mind not to leave these people, and to cut the grass and eliminate the roots. If these people exist, they will be the root of the turmoil in the Northeast. To achieve long-term stability, these people must be killed. Killing these people is equivalent to cutting off the roots of the Qing Dynasty. Without these people, it would have nothing to do if the Aisin Jueluo family members do not kill them. Water without a source cannot cause any big waves. Besides, will he give these people a chance?

A jar of poisonous wine was carried up, and then a pair of imperial guards came up, one by one, giving each person a porcelain bowl to every dying person. Then another pair of imperial guards followed him, filling the bowls in their hands with a bowl of poisonous wine.

"Have it all taken, don't sprinkle it!"

"Only this one cup, there will be no more, and then you will not be as lucky as you are now!"

"Ah, wuwuwu..." Someone couldn't resist the threat of death and started crying.

"What are you crying? What are you crying? Isn't it just a dead person? I will still be a hero in 18 years!" Dun Dali, the deputy general of the Ministry of War, picked up the wine bowl in his hand and raised his head and drank it, slapped the bowl suddenly, and shouted.

Immediately afterwards Andari drank a bowl of poisoned wine behind him, and imitated Dundali to smash the wine bowl!

The sound of the wine bowl being broken gradually sounded, becoming denser and denser, and more and more people fell down. Those who refused to drink poisoned wine, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard had their own way to fill them with the poisoned wine.

Such a scene is thousands of times more cruel than beheading in the law field. Li Yao, who is used to fighting on the battlefield and flesh and blood, couldn't help but turn her back, her face was extremely pale. Killing like this is too cruel.

"Do you think I'm cruel?" Zhu Yinglong turned his head and asked Li Yao.

"No, no..." Li Yaoyan was heartless.

"This is their own choice. I can't blame me. I have given them a chance to live." Zhu Yinglong said.

"But they..." Li Yao wanted to say.

"No, but since they got on the chariot of the Qing Dynasty, they should know that there would be one day that if the Qing Dynasty destroyed the Ming Dynasty, they would be a hundred times more cruel than I am today!" Zhu Yinglong said heavily, "Three Massacres of Jiading", "Ten Days of Yangzhou" is not an invasive tragedy!

Li Yao was silent. Although she did not agree with it in her heart, the predecessor of the Qing Dynasty owed thousands of blood debts to the people of the Ming Dynasty. In order to pay off the debt, these people would not complain if they died!

At this point, an unknown tomb, Zuka, was built on the side of Zhaoling where Huang Taiji was buried. The tomb is very large and can bury hundreds of people. Although it has no name, later generations call it "Zhengka", because what is buried inside is the more than 400 Qing officials and some of their families and women and children who were poisoned by Emperor Chongzhen in the Dazheng Hall today. This has also become a criticism of Emperor Chongzhen!
Chapter completed!