Han’s Son is Not a Slave

"Man tartar dog bites dog, we big men can't be idle, do you still have the strength to rush with me for a while!"

Wang Fuchen raised his spear, and all the guards and guards responded in unison. Wang Fuchen laughed. Fulin made him jealous, so why not make his subordinates jealous?

Driven by the Taiping Army, the troop fleeing north had changed from a long dragon to a turtle. On the fields and on the avenues, there were overturned carriages everywhere, the living and dead were intermingled in the ditches, and the cries of men and women could not cover up the cries of killing. The large and small bags of goods were just thrown on the road, thrown in the field, no one picked it up, and from time to time they were carried by the hooves of the roaring horses, and pieces of gold and silver jewelry were stepped into the mud like broken bricks. among.

The routed soldiers were even more unbearable, unable to land or stop. They were chased around by the Taiping army like cattle and horses. Many people could not get up from the ground after falling. The sound of hoofs behind them made their hearts and hearts torn apart, and many of the defeated soldiers were trampled to death by horses.

There was also a problem with the emperor's chariot, which was surrounded by soldiers. There are not only the Qing emperors in the team, but also hundreds of officials, scholars, ministers, ministers, governors... These pillars of the Qing Dynasty, the pillars of the court are now just like ordinary people, holding their official seals and trembling. Sitting in the carriage, looking at the hard-fought brigade, weeping without tears. Many people have regretted their bowels. If they had known this, they should not have followed the emperor out of the city. It would be better to wait in the city and surrender.

From time to time, the horses were frightened and pulled the officials in the car to the side. When the high-ranking officials jumped off the carriage, they wanted to call on the soldiers to pull the carriage up, but they found that none of the soldiers paid any attention to them, even if their identities were so noble and prominent, no one answered them.

Chaos, more and more chaos, chaos has spread from the periphery towards the emperor's car.

The grand scholar Jin Zhijun has fallen behind. He was a Jinshi in the 47th year of Wanli. He used to be the right servant of the Ministry of War in the Ming Dynasty. Today, he is a scholar of the Zhonghe Palace University in the Qing Dynasty and the Han Shangshu of the Ministry of Personnel. He is one of the three scholars in the cabinet. one. After Ee Hei's death, he was the de facto sub-secretary of the cabinet, but this sub-secretary is no one cares about now, just hurriedly standing in the wilderness with a few of his slaves.

Looking at the emperor's chariot driving farther and farther, looking at the defeated soldiers and the crowd of people who were driven by the Taiping bandits in all directions, Jin Zhijun was desperate, just wanted to find a rope and die, but there were only overturned carriages nearby, some of which were abandoned. package, but no rope. Just find the rope, where is he hanging?

"Help the old man go!"

Jin Da Shi, who hadn't evacuated his hang, trembled and asked the servants to help him go, but the servants scattered in a hurry, leaving him to run for his life alone. Jin University's morale was so stunned that he slumped on the ground, and out of nowhere, he found a blood-stained long knife, and tremblingly raised the blade to his neck.

The right servant of the Ministry of War of the Ming Dynasty and the scholar of the Qing Dynasty were very timid and feared that they would die badly, but he knew that he could never become a prisoner of the Taiping Army, and he had to cut himself off as soon as possible. Today is the burial place where Jin Zhijun died for the Qing Dynasty!

"Your Majesty, the minister is gone!"

The shouts of the Taiping Army were getting closer and closer, Jin Zhijun's heart slammed, and he closed his eyes and wanted to cut himself, but the blade couldn't touch the flesh for a long time, so it lay in front of his neck, no matter how he cut it.

Man, why is it so hard to die!

Jin Zhijun sighed and threw the knife on the ground, he didn't want to die, so many faculties were subjugated, why couldn't he subdue, he is a great scholar!

The Grand Scholar suddenly jumped up from the ground with his strength, stretched out his hands and shouted at the Taiping army who were rushing towards him: "This old man is Jin Zhijun, the Grand Scholar of the Hall of Harmony! The old man is willing to surrender!"

The Taiping army who rushed over heard Jin Zhijun's cry, but they chopped off the head of Jin Da Shi with a long knife, and then rushed forward without looking back.

It was only when Jin Da Shi's head fell to the ground that he realized that the Taiping army was full of rebels, and they couldn't understand what he was talking about.

It's a pity, Master. He should have shouted in the Manchu dialect he'd spent years digging into.

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Hundreds of soldiers from the Mongolian Eight Banners and the Qing Dynasty were just entangled together when they were caught by the galloping horses. The Mongolian Eight Banners soldiers were still in chaos, and the horse speed could not be raised at all, and he could not hedge. In a hurry, the Mongolian army had to shout and retreat. The Mongolian army panicked and beat their horses to turn around, but the Taiping army caught up with them before they retreated very far.

The horse's king. Fuchen shot a spear with a spear, and the two Mongolian soldiers were immediately picked off from the horse. The Taiping army rushed to kill, and soon it was a crowd.

Wu Erte, Yue Deji, Gong Jianse and other two white flag generals also became more and more successful. After Wuerte got to report where the blessing was, he immediately gathered hundreds of soldiers and rushed over.

"Where is Aobai, where is Aobai!"

The chaos and shouts of killing in the rear made Shunzhi react from anguish and pain. He pulled the car window and asked Fei Yanggu loudly, he wanted to know where Ao Bai was, and this slave could not block the pursuers for his master.

Fei Yanggu didn't know where Ao Bai went, and now the team is Sony and Tun Tai and they are in charge. Fei Yanggu reassured the emperor not to worry, Lang Tan had already led people to the back, and the thieves would not be able to catch up. But at this time, he heard shouts from behind, as if the pursuit of Taiping bandits was approaching.

"Go~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Go! Give me a horse, go!"

Shunzhi was so frightened that he jumped out of the car, and despite Fei Yanggu's dissuasion, he ordered a guard to get off his horse, and then with difficulty he got on his horse and ran forward as soon as the whip hit. Because of the weakness of his limbs, Shunzhi almost fell off the horse, so frightened Fei Yanggu hurried and rode over, holding the rein in Shunzhi's hand with one hand and supporting him with the other.

The guards shouted in full words, and teams of soldiers with two yellow and eight flags jumped out of the team on horseback. Thousands of people have just left the group.

The generals and officials in the team were all stunned. The emperor ran like this, didn't he abandon everything?

Shunzhi, who was in a hurry to escape, couldn't take care of those courtiers at all, he just wanted to run away. Sonny and his eldest son, Gabra, who had heard the news, saw that the emperor had abandoned the brigade and ran away, so they had to lead troops and horses to keep up and protect them.

Discovering that the emperor abandoned the car and got on the horse to run away, the great master Bahana closed his eyes in pain. Many officials stood on the spot just like him, watching the emperor and his party who left the brigade and ran away.

An official was the first to react and shouted: "The emperor doesn't want us anymore!" (To be continued.)