August of the same year. The siege lasted for more than half a year to a month.
The volunteer army was 10,000 strong.
3,000 of them surrendered. The remaining 7,000 people fought to the death.
The captured people committed suicide by burning themselves. None of them surrendered.
Shengjing, with a population of nearly a million,
The city was broken.
Wang Ziteng held the reins with one hand.
He held a volume of the Analects of Confucius in one hand.
He swayed on the horse and entered his hometown, Jinling.
The tied people were escorted to the side of the road.
Wang Ziteng's horse walked very slowly. He looked at the tied people on the side of the road one by one.
Although most of them had been besieged for such a long period of time, their faces were pale and haggard. However, it could be seen that they had not suffered any slaughter or torture during this period of time.
"Sir Wang!" When the horse passed by an old man with a white beard,
The old man cried out, "It's me! I'm in front of your residence.
The one who sells candied haws! When you were young, you often asked the manservant to come out and buy my candied haws! "
"Oh?" Wang Ziteng stopped his horse.
He looked at him carefully.
He nodded.
A rare trace of nostalgia appeared on his face.
He sighed. "At that time,
My mother hadn't passed away yet. "
The crowd heard that Wang Ziteng was from Jinling.
Many people revealed hopeful expressions. Hearing the nostalgia in his words,
There were even people who scrambled to shout out their relationship with Wang, Shi, Xue, and Jia.
There was also Chen who said that the "short-haired thief" had changed his behavior recently.
He actually robbed women.
His tone was filled with grief and indignation as he watched the Wang Army head south.
Wang Ziteng nodded with a smile.
When they arrived at the Nanjing Palace, which was once the hub of the short-haired thief, the deputy general asked, "Marshal, how should we deal with Nanjing?"
Wang Ziteng looked at the ancient city wall of Jinling and said, "Let the men do as they please."
At dusk, Wang Shiwei sneaked out of the palace.
He was Wang Ziteng's nephew. In his early years, he had a lover in Jinling. He was restless when he heard the cries outside the palace. He thought that while the marshal was not paying attention, he would bring back this lover of his back to avoid any accidents.
As soon as he left the palace, his boots were dirty. It was dark brown. He raised his feet and saw that the ground was red.
Just as he was about to run into a group of soldiers who were having fun with the captives.
One of the women, naked, was tied to an iron rod and placed over the fire.
A fat soldier poured oil all over her body. Not long after, starting from his hair, he started to emit sizzling sounds. Not long after, his body sizzled and turned into the color of cooked meat. There were even some that were golden in color and oil dripped down, emitting waves of tempting barbecued meat fragrance.
He cut off the woman's breast and gave it to a three-year-old child who was shouting "Mother" at the woman who was being roasted in the fire. He laughed and said, "Milk, milk! Does it smell good? My ancestor was an imperial chef! "
The child, who had no idea what was going on, began to cry. After crying for a while, saliva began to flow out of her mouth. Instinctively, she began to chew on the food that was stuffed into her mouth. After a while, she took the initiative to chew on the food in big mouthfuls. She seemed to find it extremely fragrant.
He felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly walked around it. He walked into another alley and saw another group of young soldiers playing a game with a group of captives.
Among the people they caught, there were both men and women. There were old people and young people. Most of them were old, young, and young. There were eighty-year-old old men who couldn't walk. There were pregnant women. There were also women in their prime.
A few pregnant women had their stomachs cut open.
The babies that fell out took shape. They cried.
A soldier who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old leaned over. His face was stained with blood and his eyes were wide open. "It's amazing. So before a woman gives birth, the child in her stomach looks like this."
They were curious. They cut open a few more pregnant women with different pregnancies.
In the end, they commented, "It's still a woman who is about to give birth. The child that was cut open looks a little human."
The old man with a white beard had his internal organs dug out and his penis removed. They then looked at the old woman's breast that had been cut off.
They giggled and teased, "Hey! That old fart is wrinkled. How boring. "
The old man when Prince Teng entered the city was also among them.
Wang Shiwei's legs went soft when he saw this. He swallowed his saliva and turned his head in fear to walk in the other direction.
However, he bumped into a few officers that he used to know.
They were bored and were amusing themselves with a blind man.
They surrounded him in a large circle.
The blind man was unable to resist or hide. They cut him with a knife. They dodged to the side and watched the blind man frantically and futilely dodge like a headless fly.
When the blind man hit the wall and seemed to calm down, they suddenly cut him again. The blind man turned again.
They admired the blind man rushing left and right like a headless fly. Slowly, cut after cut, the blood flowed out. The blind man couldn't escape and died.
There was a thick layer of blood on the ground of Nanjing.
Wang Shiwei went out of the palace like a cat. When he came back, he was scared out of his wits.
He ran to see his uncle and told him about Bing Yong's actions, "I'm afraid this will damage your reputation, Grand Marshal!"
Wang Ziteng was pushing the glasses in front of him and reading the Analects of Confucius. He said lightly, "The boys are all gentlemen and gentlemen's children who were recruited along the way. They came from good families. That short hair divided people's fields and raided people's homes. It's the behavior of a beast. It's inevitable that the boys have some temper. "
But this was Jinling. This was Nanjing! This was our ancestral home … Our ancestral homes were all here.
Wang Ziteng said, "If they're not saints, then they're beasts. Seeing that they're alive and well, they're bandits. Since they're bandits, they're beasts. Don't tell me you don't kill the beasts in your hometown? Although the foundation of our ancestors is good, it's a foundation that's been tarnished by beasts. "
Seeing Wang Shiwei's stunned expression, Wang Ziteng slowly and patiently persuaded him, "Nephew, the saints are benevolent and righteous. Confucius doesn't ask the horse, but asks the person first. Why do you ask about beasts and forget about people? "
On the first day, Nanjing's office was burned. Corpses were piled up in the city. There was no place to stand on the ground.
Wang Ziteng finished reading the Analects of Confucius.
On the second day, the water of the Qinhuai River turned red. The Yangtze River almost stopped flowing because of the corpses thrown in.
Wang Ziteng finished reading the Doctrine of the Mean.
On the third day, the prefectural general reported that more than 100,000 people had died.
Wang Ziteng began to read the Great Learning.
The Great Learning was relatively slow.
It took him some time to finish reading, but the prefectural general reported it. His saber was curled up, and his hands were trembling. "General, we've killed too many."
Wang Ziteng sighed and advised him, "After killing all the beasts, only the saints will be left. There's no reason to regret killing too many beasts. It's inevitable that you'll have to work harder. "
"But there's basically no one left. The palace and houses are almost all burned. The gold and silver have also been taken clean. "
Wang Ziteng knelt on the spot and prayed to the heavens, "Long live the saints, long live the imperial concubines. The world is at peace. Nanjing has finally been washed clean of filth. It's a clean Nanjing now. "
When he walked out of Nanjing, among the few survivors, there was a woman hiding in a ruin in extreme fear. She was holding a baby and crying.
The woman threatened him, "Shave Wang will come if you cry again!"
The baby stopped crying in extreme horror.
Wang Ziteng chewed on the three words "Shave Wang" and smiled kindly at the woman and the baby.
Shave Wang — Ka — Ha, the dirty beasts shaved clean — Iron Hat — Duke Wang.
At this time, the news of Shengjing — Nanjing finally reached Guangzhou. Lin Ruoshan only had a short line of words:
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