Han’s Son is Not a Slave

"Ama?"

Wuert clutched his chest and stared blankly at his Ama, wondering why he treated him like this.

"Why did you vote for the Han people, you pervert!"

Maktu's face was blue and his lips were trembling slightly. It was the happiest thing in his life to see his son again, but he was unwilling to forgive this disobedient son. When he knew that Wuert voted for the Han, he should have died. But he didn't die, he lived in disgrace, and came to the south with difficulty, in order to see Wuert one last time and let him know what he could do and what he could not do.

"Ama, the emperor is sorry for our old white flag, and our son is desperate."

Wuerter felt very aggrieved. He thought that his father would understand him and agree with him, but he did not expect his father to react so violently to Tooming.

"Then you have to vote for the Han Chinese!"

Marktu ignored the subordinates brought by his son, and angrily stepped forward and slapped his son again. Seeing this, Wuerte's subordinates wanted to step forward to stop them, but Wuerte waved his hands to stop them.

"Ama, calm down"

Wuert's face was scorchingly hurt by his father's fanning, but he lowered his head and said nothing. Because he knew that since his Ama broke his leg in Henan, his temper has become very explosive. When E-niang was there, he was often beaten and scolded by his father. Even when he was a child, he was often hanged and whipped by his father. But despite this, Wuerter still loved his father deeply. After he voted for the Ming Dynasty, he was most worried about his elderly father. Now, he finally saw his father, no matter how fierce his father beats and scolds, he will not have a single complaint.

The son's silence did not calm Marktu, but even more excited, he said angrily: "You son of a bitch, our Zakoro family has been living and dying for the Aixinjueluo family since we started with Emperor Taizu to attack the Ming Dynasty. Your grandfather died in Sarhu, your eldest brother died in Liaoyang City, your second brother died in Guangning, and I also broke my leg under Gaoyang City, our Zakoro family is for Daqing, for Aixin Jue Luo bleeds and sweats, which is how he got the inheritance of Meile Zhangjing, but you betrayed the Qing Dynasty and joined the Han people. How can you let your grandfather and your brothers under Jiuquan rest in peace! You are worthy of my leg !"

"Ama, don't be angry, it's your son's fault, but now, Ama and her son should go to the south to have a good life."

Wuert dared not look at his father's empty left trouser leg, and only whispered to persuade his father.

"To the south?"

With a cane, Maktu walked to his son with difficulty, squatted down slowly, stared at his son, and said, "I Maktu is from Manchuria, my home is in the north, why should I go to the south?"

"Ama, just listen to your son's advice and go with him!" His father's gaze made Wuert feel the urge to cry.

"Do you know what exactly you did? Go to the south?" Maktu suddenly laughed, laughing loudly, attracting many people to look at him.

"Do you know how many Han people Amma killed? Under the city of Gaoyang, Amma's leg was shot by the Han people. In order to take revenge on those Han people, do you know what Amma did? At that time, a high official of the Han people lived in In the city, Ama killed him all over the place without leaving a single one! Now, you want Ama to go to the south and stay in the place of the Han people. Do you want Amayi to raise her life or let Ama die for those Han people? ?"

"Ama, the commander of the Han people said that as long as we work hard for the Han people in the future, we will not be held accountable for what we did in the past. We will become Han people in the future, and the Han people's country is our country, and we will be fine. live here"

Hearing this, Maktu laughed again and looked at his son with pity: "Do you believe what the Han people say? My poor son. Don't you realize that the Han people and we Manchu are mortal enemies. , We have killed so many Han people, will the Han people finally forgive us and forgive us?"

"The commander of the Han people is very kind to his son. This time the son can see Ama again. It's all Fu Ama who is the commander of the Han people. Don't worry about it in the future, don't worry, the Han people will definitely treat us well." Wu Er Te did not want to believe what Ama said. He knew that his father was stubborn, so he insisted on persuading him.

"Silly son, the Han people are good to you. They just want you to give up your life. When you are no longer useful, the Han people will kill you without hesitation. If there is anyone in this world that you can't trust the most, it must be the words of the Han people!"

Maktu was not persuaded by his son. After staring at his son again, he suddenly sighed, and then resolutely said: "I, Maktu, was born in Manchu, and died as a Manchu ghost. Let me bow my head to the humble Han people, Dreaming!" After speaking, he propped himself up with a cane.

Wuerter was startled, his father's eyes told him that something bad was about to happen.

"Ama!"

Wuert grabbed his father's cane and was reluctant to let go.

"Let go!"

Marktu looked at his son and said beyond doubt: "If you are still my son, or a man from the Zakoro family, don't stop Ama."

"Ama, don't, don't"

Wuert shed tears in pain, but his hands slowly let go of his father's crutch.

"If the Han people didn't lie to you, in the future you will worship your grandfather and brothers on behalf of Ama. If the Han people lied to you"

Marktu shook his head and said nothing, only leaning on crutches, walking step by step towards Luoma Lake not far away.

Wuerte watched Ama go to the lake in a daze. He wanted to rush forward several times to pull his father back, but he never moved. He understood that Ama's heart could not be pulled back. If he is really filial, then he will fulfill Ama. Perhaps, in Ama's heart, the pride of Manchuria is more important than anything else!

"What is the old Tartar man doing?"

"Throwing into the lake?"

Several green flag soldiers saw Marktu staggering towards the lake, and they were surprised.

Mark Tu, who came to the lake, settled there, put down his crutches, and slammed toward the north three times. When he got up again, his face was full of hideous expressions, just as he was carried by his subordinates and rushed into Gaoyang City twenty years ago. Sun Chengzong's mansion is average. That's the hideousness of revenge.

"Taizu Taizong, I, Mark Tu, can't help you!"

With a "thump", Marktu jumped, and the lake water splashed around, engulfing him immediately.

"Ama!"

The moment his father's figure entered the lake, Wuerte lay on the ground crying in grief and indignation, pounding the ground heavily with both hands, until his fists were bruised and blackened.

"Le Shen, Ah Zhui I brought it to you. From now on, your father and son should live well."

"Womo Luo is too old, my wife can't take care of you anymore, I miss you Marfa."

"Amuqi, my Ama is a hero of the Eight Banners, you are not!"

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Marktu's casting into the lake is like a pre-agreed signal, UU reading www.uukanshu. Under the astonished gazes of many soldiers, hundreds of Manchurians from the north suddenly ran towards the lake and jumped into the lake. Among them are the elderly, women, and even children.

Zu Zeqing and a group of Han troops and Green Banner soldiers were frightened by these Manchurians who threw themselves into the lake, and they were speechless.

The soldiers who finally received their relatives were also caught off guard. Unprepared, they couldn't stop those relatives who wanted to die. They could only watch them being swallowed up by Luoma Lake.

After a long time, Zhou Peigong came to the lake. In sight, the soldiers found a few boats from the surrounding fishermen and were salvaging the bodies. Only a few dozen corpses were recovered, most of which could never be recovered or even floated up.

Zhou Peigong shook his head. Although the Manchus who threw themselves into the lake accounted for only one-tenth of the family members who came to Manchuria from the north, the visual and spiritual impact of the hundreds of people who threw themselves into the lake was still great.

After comforting Wuerte and others, Zhou Peigong decided to report the matter in detail to the commander after he went back.

In the report, Zhou Peigong wrote the last sentence: "I believe that in the future, the Northern Expedition is not suitable for Manchuria, and only by killing it will prevent future troubles."