The results of the post-war statistics made Fu Weiming's heart bleeding.

This battle was awesome, but the casualties were also very serious.

At least this Yongning Wei is considered a waste.

The 3,66 infantrymen died in battle and nearly 600 people at the top of the city, and the 1,000 cavalry camps also turned into a hundred cavalry, and the battle loss ratio reached an astonishing one-tenth.

If it weren't for the backbone of the Cavalry Ziying, they had been brainwashed by their own practice in the Beijing Camp, I was afraid that the Cavalry Ziying would be abandoned now.

The only thing that is intact is the four hundred artillery soldiers in the Artillery Battalion.

These turtle sons were so good at fighting with cannons, and they were always in a state of being increasingly protected by infantrymen. No matter how the rebels were unable to hurt a hair of these turtle sons when they attacked the city by the ant.

These guys were really good at firing artillery skills, and they directly interrupted the front and rear troops of the rebels, so that they could not be connected together. Not only did the rebels' attack on the city be abolished, but they finally fled in a hurry.

The sound of these turtle sons making fireworks was too loud, and their ears were a little uncomfortable.

If Fu Weiming's heart is bleeding, then She Chongming and An Bangyan are no longer as simple as blood.

Both of them were about to break their hearts!

How many army did the two lead in order to capture such a small and broken place in Yongning?

Fifty thousand! A good man in the clan of 50,000!

However, after the troubled soldiers were taken over, She Chongming and An Bangyan were heartbroken and found that there were only more than 40,000 defeat soldiers left.

On average, more than 5,000 were folded into each person's hand.

And this has not included the losses of lost food, supplies, siege equipment, etc. If all of them are added, I am afraid that the two of them will even die now.

This is just the harm caused by a small Yongning, and it hurts a lot to think about it.

As they fled south, even the Yi soldiers began to wonder if it was correct to rebel with She Chongming.

An Bangyan looked at the Yi soldiers who were not fighting spirit and asked with a headache: "King, the soldiers are now depressed, what should we do?"

She Chongming was full of anger. When he heard An Bangyan ask what to do, he immediately said annoyedly: "What should I do? How can I know what to do?"

An Bangyan was criticized and was determined to have an attack, but he thought that it was not the time to fight in the internal conflict, so he finally endured it.

After traveling for several miles, the spy sent to explore the way came to repay him: "Your Majesty, there is a Zhuangzi in front of you, and then move forward is Taipingsi."

When She Chongming heard this, he felt extremely distressed.

It would be fine if he ran all the way, but he ran to the southwest, which was not the south of Shuixi.

Forget it, let’s talk about whether there are dates or not. Let’s get some money from this farm to try to make fun of the future!

Gripping his teeth, She Chongming said: "Attack, take down this Zhuangzi, and slaughter the Han people inside!"

She Chongming's order made it possible for the people of Taipingsi Town to know this, but basically no one knew about it. Even the Zhuangzi, who could not even find a shadow on the map, was in trouble.

When She Chongming passed by, it was already dark, and it was time for the fire to cook in Zhuangzi.

For the people in this small village, it is the time to be busy at home, but it is not too late to waste the land. After finishing the meal early, I have to go to the field to work early tomorrow morning when it is not so hot.

However, when the rebels of She Chongming arrived, the fire and sword shadows covered the tranquility of this small village. Even the moon in the sky could not bear to see this tragedy on earth, and quietly hid behind the clouds.

The crowing of chickens, the barking of dogs, the crying of children, the crying of men who were unwilling to die, the sound of knife slashing across the human body, and the crying of women who were eternal among the riots, and the crying of despair when raped, jointly composed a song of war chaos.

When She Chongming came to this little village to rest, except for the screams of some women, the rest of the sound disappeared.

As for how it disappeared, it is very simple. Without life, there is naturally no way to make any sound.

Chicken? After twisting the neck, you can pluck your hair and put it into the pot in a while.

Dog? Beat it to death. I heard that dog meat is gone, and even gods can't stand firm.

Those men who dare to resist? Will they die if they chop them? What a big deal if they die!

Children? Except for those who were hidden by adults and some sensible ones did not make a sound, the rest were also killed.

In the end, only a dozen old people were left, considered prisoners. They were tied up and brought to She Chongming, and they were considered to be prisoners for the king.

An old scholar who had several teeth removed and seemed a little more honest, became more excited when he saw She Chongming and cursed angrily: "Beast! Beast!"

This caused disaster to these dozen old men who survived by chance.

She Chongming waved his hand and ordered: "Don't welcome the king's army, but instead resist the army, slander the king, and kill them all!"

She Chongming's order was well executed.

There were more than a dozen old men, and no one survived. As for the old scholar who scolded She Chongming, they simply had their teeth that were not left in their mouths.

After all these annoying old immortals died, She Chongming ordered: "First count the property in the farm, then bury the pot and cook rice, and go to the Taipingsi tomorrow."

The village of Tucun brought enough courage to She Chongming's defeated army, or by massacring these farmers in the village, these rebels regained a trace of fighting spirit.

It can also be said to be animal nature.

Without these annoying Han people, they rummaged through boxes and cabinets and dealt with some children who were not so tightly hidden, and the rebels began to formally cook fire.

At this time, whether it is a slaughtered chicken or a dog, the ones who should pluck the hair and the ones who should pluck the skin. The food cooked by the Han people in the village was too rough and the King of Daliang looked down on it, so naturally other rebel soldiers went to eat it.

As for those leaders, they naturally have meat to eat. What's more, as the largest leader of the rebels and the self-proclaimed King of Daliang, the treatment is even more unlikely.

The fifteen-year-old girl? Not married yet? Just come and have a drink with me! I feel good about serving me, this fat chicken is yours!

Don't want to? Kill it, change it. Are you willing? Don't want to? Kill it and change it.

There is always something willing.

So in the end, after drinking and eating, She Chongming and An Bangyan took a woman back to their room to rest.

There are basically leaders at all levels, and a few people who perform outstandingly have been assigned.

The rest are not assigned? Show your best performance when you fight Taipingshi tomorrow and try to get one!

The next day, She Chongming came early. After rubbing her waist and leaving the house, She Chongming ordered: "Let's burn it."

The personal soldiers looked into the room, and the little girl who was bowing naked had already tilted to one side, obviously she was exhausted, so she immediately directed people to burn the entire house.

A fire took away all the filth and filth in the world.

After gathering the army, She Chongming ordered: "Go and go to pacify Taiping!"

A killing by the nameless little Zhuangzi made the rebels, which had completely become beast army, look forward to the killing after reaching Taipingsi.

The people of Taipingshi had no idea that the rebels of She Chongming would come in this direction, and there was not even a garrison.

Faced with the emergence of She Chongming's army, it can be said that there were only two groups of people in the final armed force.

A group is the small flag team of the Jinyiwei stationed here.

It has to be admitted that in the Ming Dynasty, as long as there are people, they can be said to be from the Jinyiwei. In this regard, no other secret service agency can compare with it.

This is also the current place where Emperor Chongzhen relies on the Jinyiwei.

A violent intelligence organization like the Jinyiwei that relies entirely on the emperor's trust and does not produce its own political demands is the best and sharpest knife for the current Emperor Chongzhen.

Another armed force is a group of servants or thugs raised by the local squire Mr. Yin.

But in fact, a small Jinyiwei banner and his subordinates had only six people in total. Can it play a role when facing a siege of tens of thousands of troops?

Mr. Yin is just a mere local rich man, and the servants he raises are only a dozen people, and he is also useless to the army.

But the choices made by these two groups are completely different.

Mr. Yin felt that since the army of She Chongming was besieging her, she could be saved by giving it to her as long as she gave it to her. The town should be safe, and even if there were a few unlucky people, it would not be him.

Hu Xianliang, the little flag of Jinyiwei, was determined to show his determination. After ordering his brothers to pass the news on a Feisou, he planned to see the situation. If She Chongming planned to slaughter the town, he would have to take his brothers to fight together.

Even though I have only six people.

However, the worst result is indeed as Hu Xianliang thought. She Chongming was simply planning to slap Guang in the town. The housekeeper sent by Mr. Yin to contact me soon returned to Mr. Yin's mansion.

At this time, Mr. Yin was paced back and forth. Seeing that the housekeeper was back, he quickly grabbed it and asked, "How is the situation?"

The housekeeper said with a bitter face: "Master, I have taken over the things and said I can let our Yin family go. But when the rioters come in, there are tens of thousands of people. Can our family stay safe?"

Thousands?

This is several times more fucking than I thought!

With a wry smile, Master Yin said, "It's a disaster. Go and Mrs. An and the others hide first. Tell the wife and the others that they will have their faces covered with ashes, so as not to be harmed by the rebels."

The butler responded, but asked again, "Where are you, Master?"

Master Yin sighed and replied, "Master, I will stay here for them to kill. If you don't kill some people and steal some things, this matter will not be overcome.

From now on, you should follow the eldest master and tell him not to read those shitty Ziyue Shiyun. Practice martial arts and join the army to avenge the whole family! Don’t be too slow, go quickly!”

The butler responded again, and then hurriedly ran towards the backyard of the mansion.

The final result is whether it is the rushing battle under the despair of Hu Xianliang, the small flag of Jinyiwei, or the stern squire, the result is actually the same.

Except for the women and children who hid early, there were no living left in the town.

Just like the village where you don’t know the name at all, how did the rebels of She Chongming do it in that village and in the small town of Taipingsi.

However, the population of this town is obviously much larger than that of the small village, so it has become a sign of strengthening the people.

And She Chong obviously would not take this town too much as a king, and should take the world into consideration.
To be continued...