The ocean of people's war is undoubtedly powerful.

However, Du Du is a little clever, and the two Red Flag captives from each unit have revealed a lot of news, but there is no core one.

In the end, the information was summarized on the article "Du Du revenges the will of death for the rear of Luoluohun Palace", but there was no follow-up.

Xu Changqing also frowned a little after receiving the news.

On the one hand, they ordered the departments to inspect the two Red Flag heads and corpses that were killed. On the other hand, they also began to think carefully about what was wrong.

In fact, Xu Changqing already had a judgment in his mind.

Barking dogs often do not bite people.

The more you talk about something, the more you are afraid of.

Just like many dictatorial foreigners in later generations like to call themselves "the son of the people", but this thing must be watched back...

Xu Changqing already had a bad premonition in his heart.

If Du Du, the son of Turtle, doesn't care about the overall situation at all and just tries his best to run away, it's really hard to stop him!

The depth of the mountain is still too large. The model army seems to have more than 30,000 people, and there are quite a few, but it is impossible to be airtight in this mountain that stretches for more than ten or dozens of miles.

"Brother, where did you go? Could you still be able to escape into the mountains?"

At this time, Zhao Zengjin's people were responsible for the captive camp. Seeing Xu Changqing frowning, he was also anxious to scratch his head, but this job must be difficult for him. It is obviously a tough thing for him to do the twists and turns.

Xu Changqing was relieved at this time and kicked him in the ass with a smile: "It's useless to think so much now. Come and have a meal first. After you have enough, go and clean up slowly."

"Good come."

Zhao Zengjin was overjoyed and hurried over and sat down.

...

Just as the model army was racking its brains for Du Du, at this time, the main Du Du Du had already arrived on a mountain on the northern edge of the battlefield.

Du Du originally wanted to bypass the encirclement of the Model Army and sneak into the deep mountains to the north, run back to the old village first and then confirm safety, and then plot against others.

However, unexpectedly, the Model Jun was more sinister and more thorough than he thought.

At this time, this mountain was indeed the outermost mountain in the north of the battlefield, and the model army did not have much defense. However, to the north of the mountain, there was a steep cliff of two or three hundred steps high. Under the cliff there was a turbulent rapid flow, rolling towards the direction of the Yalu River to the east.

Even if he could go down the cliff, he would never be able to cross this rapid, because he was not accustomed to water.

This made Du Du feel so uncomfortable.

It seemed as if I had torn off the beauty's clothes, but suddenly I realized that I was not good at it...

"All the Tartars in the forest listen. As long as you can find Dudu, the chief of the Red Flag Slave, my marquis has already spoken. Not only will you not punish you, but you will also be rewarded with a lot! Who can find Dudu, even if you provide direct clues, reward 10,000 taels of silver, now you can get enough wine and meat..."

Just as they were anxious, the loud voices of Model Jun, holding simple loudspeakers, began to shout in the mountains again.

There were fifty or sixty people around Du Du at this time, most of whom were his true Manchu confidants, but there were still more than a dozen or twenty Han slaves, and several of them had not even been carried on the flag.

At this time, although these Han slaves were all depressed and honest, their eyes were already turning quickly.

Nietzsche said: "The most impossible thing to look directly at in this world is the sun and the hearts of the people!"

True Manchus are indeed very kind to the servants who carry the flag, but they basically give them a sweet date after a slap.

It is no exaggeration to say that 90% of these servants who raised the flag were Liao people, and among the Liao people, almost 99% of them had a bloody hatred with Zhen Manchu!

In the past, Manchukuo was powerful and there was nothing left, so they didn't dare to do anything randomly.

But at this time...

situation

It has been reversed.

"Master, it really doesn't work. Let's go down from here! There are many vines on this mountain, and we can use them to weave a rope. As long as we go down, there will definitely be a way to cross the river! If we drag it down, we may have to consume all our energy..."

At this time, a Han slave sighed deeply.

"Xia Guocheng, you dog slave, don't fart! Go down? Do you go down first!"

Du Du's confidant Adai immediately whispered.

Du Du also saw it.

This is called Xia Guocheng's slave hurriedly stalking his neck and said, "Master, I will definitely go down first. If the rope is unstable, how dare I let Master, you take risks? Please give me a chance!"

Adai hurriedly looked at Du Du.

Du Du also looked at Xia Guocheng and said word by word: "How sure are you?"

Xia Guocheng was excited and hurriedly said, "More than 90%! Master, Wang Xin and the younger one were fellow villagers. Back then, he had a basket of wovens. The two of them came together and they would definitely have a greater grasp!"

Du Du looked at another Han slave named by Xia Guocheng, and said, "My master, it should be fine. We just need to be careful not to be seen. The slaves weave the rope first, and after we finish weaving the rope, we will try it. We will act in the evening or at night."

Du Du and Adai and others met with a wink, nodded slowly, and said with a happy look that he had never seen before: "Guocheng, Wang Xin, I know the loyalty of you two dog slaves. As long as you pass this level, you two will be beneficial."

Xia Guocheng and Wang Xin were both overjoyed and were busy kneeling down and kowtowed.

Soon, the two began to collect vines and weave ropes.

The rest of the people closed their eyes and rested and maintained their energy.

But the loud voices of many model soldiers at the foot of the mountain were endless, and they were still shouting loudly, continuing to increase their achievements in capturing Du Du alive.

As long as Du Du can provide clues, not only will everything be left unrestrained, but will also distribute houses in Haicheng, focusing on commercial and silver.

Du Du and others all had their lungs blown out of breath, but they had no way to stop them, so they simply pretended that they couldn't hear them.

But these Han slaves began to feel more and more excited.

These slaves who were carried with flags seemed to be bannermen, but in fact, they were slaves from Manchu.

What is a slave?

When Lao Nu founded this title, he actually did not regard people as human beings, including many real Manchus!

It is not only the slave himself, but also the slave's wife and children, including everything, are the master's private property.

If there is nothing that the slave is coveted by the master, it would be fine, but there is anything that the master coveted.

OK, then let's see!

Xia Guocheng had something that his master Adai coveted, that is, he married a very beautiful woman.

At the beginning, the couple was still very loving. After all, they were hard times and finally had a new life. Everyone wanted to live a down-to-earth life.

But the good times won't last long!

As his wife was attracted by Adai, Xia Guocheng's nightmare began.

The wife was occasionally used by Adai several times, but Xia Guocheng could actually tolerate it. After all, it was on someone else's land and people were under the eaves, so he had to bow his head. After using it, Adai would take some care of him.

But as time went by, even his wife began to look down on him. She thought he was incompetent and wanted his wife to do anything. The little money he had saved was not enough for the increasingly big-handed wife to spend.

In the past, for the sake of the child, Xia Guocheng endured it, but at this time, the environmental effect, many new and old hatreds, were like flames, gradually burning Xia Guocheng's heart, and all his internal organs began to bring fire!

Just a slut, I don't know if it's me

Yes, why should I work hard for these miscellaneous things?

As long as things succeed, wouldn’t it be better to go to Haicheng to start a new life with the reward silver?

Although Xu Changqing was notorious in the Qing Dynasty, there was one thing that everyone understood very well, especially many Han slaves. Xu Changqing was definitely a big shot in a word!

He promised 10,000 taels of silver, and he would definitely not be wrong!

With this ten thousand taels of silver, even if the brothers and brothers have all their money, they can still be left with a few thousand taels, which is enough to buy a house and make land, or even marry a daughter from a wealthy family.

Thinking of this, Xia Guocheng looked at Wang Xin while weaving the ropes.

Wang Xin happened to look up at Xia Guocheng.

The two of them exchanged their eyes and said nothing, but they knew it in their hearts!

Because Wang Xin and Xia Guocheng have similar experiences...

But Wang Xin’s victim is Du Du himself!

...

Time passes quietly, and soon it is the most poisonous time in the afternoon.

Xu Changqing had already let go at this time and no longer deliberately obsessed with Du Du. He just kept increasing publicity efforts and tried to take down the last remnants of the two red flags at the lowest price.

After all, Xu Changqing couldn't afford to delay this matter.

Although the main forces of the Qing army gathered in the northwest and Huguang lines at this time, if Dorgon really got into trouble after receiving the news and was going to have a life of life, it would not be fun.

The results of the battle at this time were enough to make Xu Changqing explain to all parties, make a lot of money, and hold the situation.

This is also Xu Changqing’s biggest advantage. When it’s time to stop, he will never be nostalgic!

It is important to know that greed cannot be chewed!

Throughout history, I don’t know how many heroes have died in the word “greed”.

At this time, Xia Guocheng and Wang Xin had already weaved three ropes, and more than a dozen other Han slaves joined in.
To be continued...