Chapter 699: Building Jingguan
Lin Siyuan looked at Jiang Qingzhi in disbelief.
How could he refuse my surrender?
As for the blood debt that must be repaid with blood... Lin Siyuan suddenly thought of what he had heard.
——If you kill one of my people, I will kill ten of yours!
Until I kill you and scare you to death!
Jiang Qingzhi looked at him and said, "If you kill one of my men, I will kill ten of yours. This is how the glorious Ming Dynasty should display its martial arts."
Lin Siyuan suddenly laughed wildly, "Just for those people in Changxin Village? Just for a few civilians?"
"You are a beast, and you look at the world from the perspective of a beast, so you think everything is natural. But I am a human." Jiang Qingzhi pointed at the people, "We have been a family for many years in the Central Plains. Whoever kills my family, I will kill him even if I have to chase him to the end of the world!"
The three views of an ordinary university graduate in later generations are so simple.
Jiang Qingzhi ordered: "Find out those who massacred the people that day."
In the setting sun, Chen Bao brought his men over with just a few shouts and questions, and brought over more than ten people.
More than a dozen captives came over in panic, knelt down in an orderly manner without being told, and looked at Jiang Qingzhi with a flattering smile.
And Lin Siyuan, the famous general who was regarded as a military genius by them earlier, has now become a stinking piece of shit.
"Uncle, it's them." Chen Bao said.
Jiang Qingzhi lit the medicine smoke and took a deep breath in the autumn wind, "Drag him to death, burn him to death!"
He used the Ming dialect, and Xu Wei said, "Tell them in the grassland dialect."
Jiang Qingzhi looked at Xu Wei with admiration.
Someone informed the prisoners of Jiang Qingzhi's instructions in grassland dialect.
Suddenly, more than a dozen prisoners either rushed up, subconsciously trying to escape, or collapsed on the ground, losing control of their bowels and bladder...
Those who tried to escape were severely beaten, and then Sun Chonglou came.
"I come!"
This evil star, called Asura by the Altan tribe, grinned fiercely and led his men to divide more than ten captives into two groups, one of which had its limbs broken.
"Build a fire!" Sun Chonglou said happily.
The hands of another group of prisoners were tied, with one end of the rope tied to the warhorse in front.
Sun Chonglou raised his hand.
The cavalry whipped their whips.
"Run!" Sun Chonglou shouted.
With the sound of whip, the warhorse began to accelerate.
The captives were dragged and staggered, begging for mercy as they ran.
"Drag them to death!"
The civilians who were helping to clean up the battlefield said this with gnashed teeth.
A prisoner fell down and was dragged by his horse on the grass. He screamed and cried...
Then the captives fell one by one...
Amid screams, the firewood pile was ready.
The prisoners with broken limbs were thrown on the firewood pile.
"I'll light the fire!"
Sun Chonglou excitedly took the torch without any hesitation.
To him, the world is simple and people are simple too.
There are three types of people: our own people, the middlemen, and the enemies.
When dealing with the enemy, no matter how cruel you are, it is never too harsh.
The firewood pile was ignited. Amid screams, Lin Siyuan looked at Jiang Qingzhi in disbelief, "You really came here for revenge?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Qingzhi took a puff of medicinal smoke.
"You actually took risks for these people?" At this moment, Lin Siyuan no longer had any doubts about the legend of the royal court.
According to rumors, Jiang Qingzhi was willing to take risks for the sake of Ming army prisoners of war. Lin Siyuan, who was away at the time, scoffed at the news.
Lin Siyuan smiled bitterly, "You lunatic, you lunatic!"
The cavalry dragged the prisoners in a circle, and the people cheered.
The prisoners on the fire were howling, and as the flames rose, all the screams disappeared, but people could be seen moving slowly.
It's too awful.
Xu Wei shook his head and sighed, but seeing Jiang Qingzhi watching this scene indifferently, he couldn't help but whispered: "Does the uncle really ignore life and death like this?"
Jiang Qingzhi's background was very clean. He was the son of a son-in-law of Suzhou Prefecture. He was weak and sickly since childhood. He was good at studying and was bullied by the Ye family...
But compared with Xu Wei, Jiang Qingzhi's situation can be described as happy.
Such a happy person could watch all this without being moved.
Is this talent?
Xu Wei thought of Cao Aman.
The prisoners moved all the corpses to one place and waited anxiously for the next instructions.
The setting sun shone on their faces, looking eerily brilliant.
"My lord, I can take them ahead." Chen Bao said.
It was troublesome to carry the prisoners, and they could not walk fast. Chen Bao led them on the journey overnight, waiting for Jiang Qingzhi outside Datong.
Without any prisoners accompanying him, Jiang Qingzhi felt much more relieved and could deal with it calmly even if he encountered an enemy attack along the way.
"No need." Jiang Qingzhi said lightly.
At this moment, the enemy's corpses were piled up high. Jiang Qingzhi said, "The pile is not good enough, just stones."
"Master!"
Sun Chonglou came over. Jiang Qingzhi pointed at the captives and said, "Build a Jingguan!"
Chen Bao was startled, but Sun Chonglou shouted happily: "Come here! Come here!"
He called over a thousand people, and Sun Chonglou pointed at the captives and said, "Behead them all."
Instantly, everyone looked at Jiang Qingzhi. Killing prisoners?!
"kill!"
Jiang Qingzhi shook off the cigarette ash.
"Leader!"
Chen Bao roared, "What are you waiting for? Get started!"
The people were all stunned.
"What did Long Wilbur say?" a woman asked her husband.
"He said... he wanted to kill all those beasts and build a Jingguan!"
"God, how many people are that?!"
"Good kill!"
"Kill those beasts!"
The people are roaring.
Nearly a thousand prisoners knelt there.
Someone behind me held a knife.
Sun Chonglou raised his hand and swung it down violently.
"cut!"
A ray of sunset glow shone over.
Hundreds of steel knives fell down at the same time.
The reflected light makes one squint, but one cannot help wanting to take another look...
The sound of heads falling to the ground was endless.
Blood gushed out from the neck.
The mud greedily sucked the blood.
Du Bao and Wei Fang stared at the scene in a daze. Du Bao squatted down, lowered his head, and retched... He had vomited out all the contents of his stomach earlier.
"Build a Jingguan!"
Sun Chonglou’s roar was heard.
"Go!" Jiang Qingzhi kicked Du Bao and Wei Fang, "Go and move the corpses!"
"Uncle!" Du Bao, who was tearful from vomiting, turned around and said, "I'll take my time."
"Go now!" Jiang Qingzhi shouted.
This is a rare opportunity to hone your skills.
Watching the two rookies vomiting and carrying the headless corpse, Jiang Qingzhi took a puff of medicinal smoke. Xu Wei came over and raised his eyebrows. "What is the uncle trying to teach them?"
"During the Han and Tang dynasties, if anyone dared to offend the Central Plains, if anyone dared to kill the Central Plains people, everyone from the emperors and generals to the common people would say one thing: revenge! Blood for blood, tooth for tooth! There was never an exception."
"What does Lord mean by this... is it to restore the martial arts of the Han and Tang dynasties?"
"Since the Song Dynasty, this kind of martial prowess has been self-castrated."
"The rebellion of the Tang Dynasty's vassal states made the world quite dissatisfied with the military."
This was the reason why the former Song Dynasty suppressed military men.
"We can't throw the baby out with the bathwater." Jiang Qingzhi shook off the ashes from his cigarette. "This Ming Dynasty needs to find its own soul. Otherwise, even if it rises again, it will soon fall into the vicious circle of rise and fall. Old Xu, we can't just focus on the present."
Jiang Qingzhi pointed to the distance, "Today is a world of great contention. The world is undergoing drastic changes. You've also heard about the West that Boll mentioned. The West is developing madly, and they are researching everything that can help kill people. As one grows, the other shrinks. Ten years later, twenty years later... a hundred years later, when the West opens our door with its powerful ships and cannons, what can we use to resist them?"
"Let our children and grandchildren be enslaved by them?" Jiang Qingzhi said, "I can't just sit back and watch this happen. But I can't conquer the world. So, we must change the minds of the Ming Dynasty from top to bottom. Get rid of those pedantic things and replace them with positive things."
"For example, a flintlock?"
"Yes, don't always think about using gunpowder to make festive fireworks. This idea is fine when the world is big, but now... This is a jungle, a jungle world where the strong prey on the weak. Playing tricks behind closed doors here will only make the enemy laugh, and they will use more powerful firearms to teach those idiots a lesson."
"Master, this will be very troublesome." Xu Wei smiled bitterly, "The influence of Confucianism is deeply rooted. It is very difficult to change the minds of the people in the world."
Jiang Qingzhi said: "No matter how difficult it is, we must do it."
The West is exploring the world, and they are also fighting and arguing among themselves. Lots of people are killed and their eyes are red with blood.
To this end, everything serves the war, colonization, and long-distance voyages... Where there is demand, there is a market, so technology developed rapidly, leaving the Central Plains dynasty, which was playing the game of prosperity behind closed doors, far behind.
Many years later, when Western envoys came to the Central Plains and looked at those muddle-headed and ignorant people, they could not believe that this was the Central Plains Empire that they had heard of.
Time waits not for us!
Jiang Qingzhi didn't know how much his existence would change the world.
Portugal, Spain, Britain and France... Western hegemony is constantly alternating, and each alternation brings a more powerful empire, driving the continuous development of other countries.
A hundred years later, the entire Western world was shocked to find that, WTF! It seemed that we were already invincible.
"I'll take the lead!" Jiang Qingzhi said as he looked at the setting sun.
"Young Master, Jingguan is ready." Sun Chonglou shouted.
"Where is the Jingguan Stone?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
"Move it here!" Sun Chonglou ordered people to carry the newly found stones to the front of the Jingguan.
Pen and ink are waiting.
Jiang Qingzhi walked to the front of the Jingguan and looked up.
"Young Master, not bad, right?" Sun Chonglou said proudly.
"Your skills have improved." Jiang Qingzhi nodded, "Develop some new tricks next time."
At the top of the towering Jingguan is a head.
Lin Siyuan looked at the world blankly from above.
Jiang Qingzhi dipped the brush into ink and thought about it.
Then start writing.
In the autumn of the 27th year of Jiajing, the enemy chieftain Lin Siyuan led his army southward, captured Changxin Village, and slaughtered generals, women, and civilians. Upon hearing the news, Qingzhi led his army to set up an ambush, beheaded Lin Siyuan and more than 3,000 other enemy chieftains, and built a Jingguan in the northwest of Datong.
Xu Wei could not help but whisper, "I am here to warn the four barbarians. Casualties are inevitable when the two armies fight. Anyone who kills one of our innocent civilians, anyone who brutally kills one of our soldiers, the Ming Dynasty will pay with blood! Don't say I didn't warn you!"
(End of this chapter)
