"From now on, I will be smarter and shout that people in the house will not come out. No matter whether there are people or not, I will throw ten thousand enemies into the house and the yard first. Things are not important, talent is important. Have you heard it?" Zhu Zilong said loudly in the conference room in the military camp.

"Yes, the leader (master)." The officers, Ma Xiaosan and others all replied with a look of emotion on their faces.

The most important reason why the Zhu family soldiers suffered heavy casualties in the Hong Kong war so far is that they are not very adaptable. The other is that they are worried about damaging the property in the houses in the city, which will affect the speed and quantity of materials collected in the army.

Now, Zhu Zilong personally ordered that he would not care about the material conditions in the house, so it would be easier to deal with.

Manren and their families who were hiding in the house and preparing to attack the black guns of the Zhu family soldiers, shouted to surrender once. If they didn't listen, they threw a few grenades in, blow you half to death first, and then rushed in to clean up you. It would definitely be twice the result with half the effort, and there would be basically no casualties.

As more and more commands and problems were solved, Zhu Zilong looked at the huge modern antique map on the walls of the military camp.

The topography is clearly marked above.

Seeing Zhu Zilong looking at the map in a daze, his eyes drifted to the place names from time to time. Xiao Dongge, who is a personal lady, was also present!

At this moment, Xiao Dongge became more and more curious about Zhu Zilong.

This person is very different from other generals. The other commander doesn't care about the casualties of the soldiers at all, and robbing property is the main thing. If you can't beat them, you will run away first, and corruption will become a trend, regardless of the life or death of the soldiers below.

But the coach named Zhu Zilong in front of him was too much for the people, even saying that he was a pervert.

Even though I heard that he was a miracle doctor, it was obviously impossible for him to rescue the lowest-level soldiers in a society that was respectful and orderly. However, Mr. Zhu did this and did it with peace of mind. In a word, everyone is brother, just like a real brother.

Now, we have put down the huge wealth in Panjin City, demanding that ensuring the safety of soldiers be the top priority, and we will throw away ten thousand enemies and blow up the property in the house. What kind of person is this? He is really consistent in his appearance and cherishes the soldiers in the army as brothers?

As a Jurchen, Xiao Dongge knew clearly that if the Jurchens were replaced, it would be completely unimportant to rob people here. The bosses of each tribe would only require that every piece of property and food be more important than the lives of soldiers. We must rob more!

Just as Xiao Dongge was stunned, Zhu Zilong withdrew his eyes when he looked at the map and suddenly asked Ma Xiaosan on the side: "How about logistics ammunition? Can it last until the Liaoyang is captured?"

Ma Xiaosan was stunned and thought that this was different from the master's idea and plan before he came. Well, do you want to give Xiao Dongge a fake information and test it?

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaosan handed over the statistics table to Zhu Zilong, which showed that the ammunition inventory was barely feasible.

However, what Ma Xiaosan said was completely different from the data on the statistical table. His answer was: "The army's ammunition consumed 80% of it, and even if it takes three or five days to go to Gaizhou. I guess it can't be killed!"

If Xiao Dongge, who was standing not far away, was really a spy, from her perspective, she could not see the data on the statistical table. All she could hear was Ma Xiaosan's report on the contrary completely intentionally.

Zhu Zilong scanned the statistics table and understood what he thought.

He closed the statistics table quietly and sighed. He said, "Yes, the logistics pressure for more than 20,000 people was too great. We walked here in just one hundred miles before, and we walked for three days. The marching speed was not fast, mainly because the logistics could not keep up. The roads in Liaodong are incomparable to Shandong. It seems that we should not attack Liaoyang."

Liaoyang was known as Xiangping and Liaodong City in ancient times. It is a cultural ancient city with a history of more than 2,400 years.

In 1368 AD, when Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor, he used troops to attack Liaodong. In 1370, Liu Yi, a province in Liaoyang, surrendered to the Ming Dynasty.

In 1616 AD, Nurhaci unified the Jurchen tribes in the northern part. In 1621, he personally led the Jurchen troops and occupied Liaoyang City after three days and three nights. He moved the capital to Liaoyang that year and built a new city - Tokyo City on the east bank of the Taizi River in the east of Liaoyang City. In 1625, the capital was moved to Shenyang!

The Later Jin people called this place Shengjing, also known as "Fengtian". It is the capital of the Qing Dynasty of the Later Jin Dynasty!

Xiao Dongge next to him was shocked when he heard the conversation between Ma Xiaosan and Zhu Zilong. She didn't expect that the man in front of her had such a great ambition. He had only been here for a few days and planned to attack Shengjing directly and destroy the base camp of the Later Jin Dynasty in one fell swoop.

It's so powerful and scary!

Suddenly I remembered the ancestral teachings of the Jurchens. If the Zhen clan must be the mortal enemy of the Later Jin Dynasty, it will die. Xiao Dongge's eyes lit up. Perhaps if he wants to realize his ancestors, the Dragon Marquis of Four Seas in front of him is a person who can rely on?

She wanted to say something, but immediately remembered that she was just a lady. It was obviously inappropriate to say such words. So she had to suppress the thoughts in her heart and not express her body skills for the time being. She decided to look more and see more and say more.

After the battle in the city, Zhu Zilong led his team to enter the city.

The Eight Banners of Manchu and Han beheaded more than 3,400,000 Han people, and robbed more than 58,000 Han people. Countless gold, silver and wealth were not counted for the time being.

Walking on the street, there are civilians or cannon fodder surrender soldiers who are being carried by soldiers everywhere. Anyone who can be taken away will be taken away.

Regarding the three-light policy of burning, snatching, and killing, Zhu Zilong requires that the people below must strictly implement this policy except those who have decided to take it in.

Even the wells must be filled.

As long as you think of the soldiers of the Zhu family who died accidentally, Zhu Zilong would feel even more and more unwilling to do such things.

Passing a corner, a male child who was only about eight years old but was over the height of the wheel ran over. Behind him were several soldiers from the Zhu family shouting: "Stop!"

Bang bang bang bang, after a few gunshots, the little boy in the crowd made the Zhu family soldiers behind him hit the leg and fell to the ground.

But this little boy was lying on the ground with his hands tenaciously, trying to run away, and his persistent heart was touching. In less than a minute, he was only a meter away from Zhu Zilong.

Ma Xiaosan, who was standing next to Zhu Zilong, immediately picked up the earthen pistol and wanted to protect Zhu Zilong, but asked Zhu Zilong to wave his hand to stop him.

Just when Ma Xiaosan, Xiao Dongge and others thought that Zhu Zilong had a lingering heart for a while and decided to let this little boy go. Zhu Zilong walked forward a few steps, pulled out the Shangfang sword at his waist, and waved it violently.

Immediately, the head of a little boy flew into the air, and blood spurted out from his neck, staining the ground.

"I said that as long as a man who is higher than the height of the wheel, if he does not surrender, he will kill him without a snake. Even children cannot be lenient. If you hear it, you can continue!" At this moment, Zhu Zilong's voice was as harsh and cold as the north wind.

The words and actions that Zhu Zilong said made everyone subconsciously fight a cold war.

Zhu Zilong, who looked standard cold-blooded, actually felt a little guilty in his heart. Before he walked away, he glanced at the dead little boy with the corner of his eyes and sighed in his heart.

I thought to myself: "What do I want to do like that Virgin Mary? This is how it is in this era. Jiannu used to be in the territory of the Ming Dynasty and was even more vicious than I did. Just like the Japanese in later generations massacred Nanjing, if you are not crueler to the enemy, your own people will live a miserable life. Either you die or I die!"

It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it’s just a prey on the weak!

I can only blame this era. I can’t tolerate any mercifulness. If you don’t die, I will die.

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Chapter completed!