Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

After taking a few deep breaths while leaning on the long knife, An Zhongming straightened up and continued to rush towards a barbarian next to him.

You can't be cowardly, you must not be cowardly at this time, Ye Yang said, at this time, whoever coaxes first dies, and those who don't counseling will be fine.

Keeping these words firmly in mind, An Zhongming mechanically slashed at people again.

However, this time there was no good luck like the last time - the knife hit the barbarian's neck on the opposite side, but did not cut off the barbarian's head, and the pain before dying aroused the barbarian's ferocity.

There was a sharp pain in An Zhongming's waist, and he could no longer hold the long knife in his hand. After staggering a few steps, he fell to his knees on the ground.

Shen Zhenjiang had also rushed over at this time, swung a knife and hacked to death a barbarian who rushed over, and asked without turning his head, "How is it? Can you hold on?"

An Zhongming was busy covering his waist. The part that slipped out just now was probably his intestines: "It's okay, a small injury! Just hack those barbarians to death for our family!"

Shen Zhenjiang couldn't stop swinging the knife, and kept slashing back, and he didn't forget to laugh a few words: "I'll just tell you, don't rush too far, be careful of being hacked to death, now Alright, let's get stabbed."

Shen Zhenjiang wasn't worried that An Zhongming would die, his voice was trembling just now, presumably it was because of the pain, if he was hacked to death by a barbarian, how bad luck would it be?

However, after waiting for a long time, Shen Zhenjiang didn't wait for An Zhongming to speak again. Looking ahead, the only hundred barbarians had been wiped out by the rushing army.

After a bitter bah, Shen Zhenjiang turned around with a long knife in his hand: "Come here, give it to our military supervisor..."

With a bang, the long knife in Shen Zhenjiang's hand had already fallen to the ground.

The dead eunuch who said he was fine just now was lying on the ground, his hands were tightly covering his left waist, his eyes were wide open, but he lost all lustre.

Almost by running, when he came to An Zhongming's side, Shen Zhenjiang discovered that the huge wound on An Zhongming's left waist was so big that he couldn't cover it at all. So poured out.

It can be seen that An Zhongming must have wanted to cover the wound with his hands just now, trying to stuff all his intestines that couldn't keep slipping out.

Shen Zhenjiang was a little confused.

I have been with myself for several years, and the dead eunuch who always likes to smile like a big girl with his mouth pursed on weekdays is really dead?

On weekdays, the eunuch who always greeted the soldiers, but didn't have a good face towards himself, the commander of the guard, just died like this?

"Yeah! Ah!"

Like a wounded lone wolf, Shen Zhenjiang couldn't help howling.

What about all your strength?Where did it go?Shen Zhenjiang, who knelt down next to An Zhongming, didn't know, he couldn't lift his hand even if he wanted to reach out to close An Zhongming's eyes.

Dou Da's tears couldn't be held back anymore, drip by drop, some wet the skirt of his clothes, and some fell directly on An Zhongming's body.

After a long while, Shen Zhenjiang seemed to come back to God. After wiping away his tears, he stretched out his hand to caress An Zhongming's face.

Looking at An Zhongming who finally closed his eyes, Shen Zhenjiang stood up, looked at the soldiers kneeling beside him, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Find out all these barbarians for me, chop them up, and build a Beijing temple! "

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Chapter 656 Top Secret Information

My name is An Zhongming, and I am a eunuch, the eunuch who no one likes.

Because we are eunuchs, there is less meat in the crotch, and it is awkward to say that a man is not a man, and that a woman is not a woman, so no one likes us.

Even us eunuchs no longer dictate to the military, but simply ask about the daily life of the soldiers-such as whether the salary is timely, whether they can eat these trivial things.

However, if you don't like it, you don't like it.

Including Ye Yang, including myself, in fact, all the soldiers and our military eunuchs knew in their hearts that we were only sent from the palace because we belonged to the emperor's will, so they reluctantly gave us some face.

However, our family is different from other eunuchs because our family is not greedy for money.

As godfather Cao Huachun's lackeys, our family knows how everything we got, who gave it to us, and what kind of slaves our master needs.

If you are greedy for money from these big-headed soldiers, you will be chopped up by your master and fed to the dogs, so our family is not greedy, but just honestly completes the tasks assigned by our master.

If there is nothing to do, just care about how the soldiers are eating, whether the salary has arrived in time, whether it has been deducted by the superior, whether there is any embarrassment at home, whether it is necessary to make decisions for them or to listen to the heavens. things.

In addition, our family is like a transparent person in the army, never doing anything else, and never interfering with Shen Zhenjiang's training and command, only ordering people to boil some soup for the soldiers after training.

What pleased our family the most was that the brats in the guard didn't seem to discriminate against us because our family was an eunuch, but rather liked to hang out with us.

Even if they are for the candy in our pocket - as a eunuch destined to have no children, our family has an inexplicable love for children.

Originally, I thought that my whole life would be like this, wandering around in the guardhouse when I had nothing to do, and teasing those brats when I was free, watching all the puppies messing around, I was also very happy.

But after coming to Myanmar, everything changed.

Ye Yang, who also came from the same godfather's family, told himself that cutting people with a knife is very interesting, especially when the blood of the barbarians splashed on him, the feeling was so wonderful that it was indescribable.

Probably, it's the same feeling as going to a brothel before purging.

What was that feeling like?Because of poverty, our family has never been to a brothel before entering the palace. I can't imagine it, but our family wants to experience it.

How to experience it?Just like that bastard Ye Yang said, chopping people with a knife, the moment the barbarian is chopped down, it's such a feeling, it's so good.

So our family went to the battlefield, and hacked a barbarian to death with our own hands, our family has made meritorious service for the emperor, this feeling is really good!

But after hacking someone to death, why does our family feel like vomiting?The stomach was churning up and down, as if a pot of soup that was about to boil was about to silt up.

Forget it, forget it, you have to bear it, and you can't let those killers see the joke-although our family is missing a little meat in the crotch, but our family has a lot of heart!

I heard from my godfather that the emperor once murmured a few lines of poems called "Killing between heaven and earth, terribly frightening the Yin court. Killing one person in three steps, the heart stops. , Tired of sleeping on the enemy's corpse."

The emperor is really knowledgeable, and what he said is really good, but it is not comparable to our servants. If you are so knowledgeable, our family must remember it well, remember it for a lifetime, and remember it in the next life.

How should I live in my next life?Are you going to serve the emperor as a eunuch?Or should he be a normal man, join the army, and kill those disobedient people for the emperor?

Shen Zhenjiang will probably be happy, right?Without our family in the barracks, I hope you and the next military eunuch can urinate in the same pot, and hope that the next military eunuch can get used to those brats in the guard just like our family...

Don't think about it, don't think about it anymore, the leaked intestines haven't been stuffed back yet, it hurts too much, Ye Yang is a fucking liar!

……

An Zhongming died, and died on the battlefield in an extremely tragic manner. The enraged Shen Zhenjiang gave the order to massacre the city.

I don't care about the reward for selling barbarians. No matter how good the money is, can it buy An Zhongming's life back?If not, then why would I want that thing?

Also greatly stimulated by An Zhongming's death, the soldiers of the Nan Yulin Guard carried out Shen Zhenjiang's order earnestly.

If this order was issued the next day, there might be some people who would dissuade Shen Zhenjiang to think more about the money of his brothers, and the soldiers below might also consider the money for selling money and resist.

But now that this order is issued, everyone can't think about money anymore, all they can think about is revenge for An Zhongming.

As soon as the artillery position was built, it started the extended coverage bombardment directly, washing the places that the naval guns couldn't reach, and then advancing gradually at a distance of [-] steps, and then washing the ground.

The whole of Manloggar was razed to the ground under such circumstances-it was really razed to the ground, the entire city had been bombed beyond recognition, and it could no longer look like it was before.