Zheng Zhiguan quietly looked at the village without a trace of lights in front of him. Who would have thought that this would be Fan Yongliang's place to live?

There was no one in the four fields. The dark moon hangs in the sky, and only the cool night breeze blew.

Every household has turned off the lights and sleeps. No matter how you look at it, it is a very ordinary village.

During the day, a group of soldiers dressed in civilian clothes have now fully clothed armor. Under Shi Lang's personal leadership, he was like a rushing iron stream, swarming forward, surrounding all the roads leaving the village.

A small village is very inconspicuous, and Fan Yongliang is very hidden, but it was settled by the Fan family ten years ago, and all the tenants were raised.

There are still many such villages in Northern Zhili. In these days, five have been discovered in Jingji alone.

"Fan Family?" Zheng Zhiguan sneered under the dim moonlight. The Fan Family's unlucky days are still coming. If they have the ability now, they will pray wholeheartedly that the Zheng family will not take over the country in the end.

Only Fan Yongliang dies now, but his family will die in the future.

"Tell Shi Lang, don't cause more damage. As long as the people in the village surrender, just keep it in custody."

The Li thief army who fought north of the Central Plains was about to reach Baoding. Gu'an was not peaceful. There was still some order in the county town, and other places had long been in chaos.

Many villages and towns gathered, spontaneously organized young and strong patrols, and the village in front of them was the same. But they had all been erased by Zheng Jun's scouts.

However, Fan Yongliang arranged not only open whistles, but also secret whistles.

At this time, there was already a reaction in the largest house in the village. Several gongs rang, and a loud voice shouted: "There are thieves, the thief is here, everyone, fuck you guys!"

The soldiers had already surrounded the enemy with open fire, so there was no need to hide their whereabouts. With just a command, the armored soldiers kept saying "scandium" and directly surrounded a three-entry house in the center of the village.

Shi Lang looked around and saw torches lit up in the yard. Through the cracks of the door, you could see people surging inside. Some old and some young were wearing all kinds of clothes, but they all shouted and came to the door. They opened the door first.

"A mob!" Shi Lang showed a grim smile. He didn't have many soldiers, and most of them were used to control the villagers and intersections in the village. There were only more than a hundred people who actually came to this mansion.

If the Fan family stayed at the house, it would be a little trouble, but now they came out to seek death...

The same as he thought, his soldiers were also under his command. Seeing this, they all laughed. Although they still stood still, there was a faint sense of excitement on their faces.

The Zheng army is not yet called a army of hundreds of battles, but they have also experienced the battles of Daijiaji and Zhangqiuzhen. They are all veterans, at least professional soldiers who have been rigorously trained. They are only happy but not afraid of the mob in front of them.

Do you eat military food? Killing enemies is the greatest capital for rewards and promotions. Although killing these thieves has little military merit, as long as they resist, they will make contributions. In fact, the more people in it resist, the more intense the better.

Among the more than a hundred people, there were fifty musketeers, but no one raised his gun. At this time, they were already standing solemnly, but they were holding muskets with bayonets.

"Kill--" Shi Lang shouted.

It would be better not to shoot, otherwise the movement would be too big. It would not be in line with the appearance of the thief committing the crime, right?

What's more, they were all wearing armor and were trained for a long time, and they still had an advantage in numbers. It would be a joke that they could not kill the mobs on the opposite side.

"Puchi, puchi..."

There was a collision between the two sides, and the sound of bayonets sinking into the body was endless, and screams came.

The soldiers of the Zheng army were the iron bulls that rushed around, and wherever they went, they were invincible.

A moment later, the Fan family's ward guard was pressed back to the yard. There were only a few people rolling and screaming in the open space in front of the door, and a few people who were dying and only had their last breath left.

"Who are these people? Who are they?"

In the yard, Fan Yongliang was trembling all over. Everyone was wearing iron armor. Could it be the official army?

"My Sixth Master, don't think about this now. Let's run away quickly."

Changsu next to him shouted anxiously.

Since this place has been run by the Fan family for a long time, it is impossible to have an authenticity, and the Fan family can't think of this. But there will never be a secret room.

The shouts of killing have reached the second door. The door is open and illuminated by the fire in the front yard, Fan Yongliang can clearly see the miserable appearance of his own guard. Compared with the armored soldiers who rushed over, these guards, which are very powerful and look good at fighting swords and guns, are really vulnerable.

Some guards saw that they could not escape, so they lost their weapons and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy. The soldiers did not kill anyone. Seeing this, more servants guards knelt down.

"Let's go!" Fan Yongliang immediately left the hall.

Shi Lang rushed into the inner courtyard with the blood-dripping sword, and saw several servants kneeling on the ground, tremblingly. He hurriedly asked them where Fan Yongliang was going, but no one knew.

When the inner yard was searched, Fan Yongliang had not been found after searching for the backyard. Shi Lang cursed hatefully, knowing that Fan Yongliang must be hiding in some secret room.

"Take everyone over to me."

The torch was lit, poured with oil, and crackled. Shi Lang asked one by one, especially a few leaders who dressed up well by the fine skin and tender flesh.

But no one knows that they were all transferred here a year ago.

Zheng Zhiguan walked in with a green face and built the farm. He did not make him happy at all because his main task was not completed.

"Let's go down and find me. You have to dig out people for me even if you dig three feet into the ground."

However, in a three-in-one courtyard, Fan Yongliang disappeared in the backyard, and the scope was further narrowed. Even if he really digs three feet into the ground, the workload is very limited.

Yanjing City, on the Xizhimen.

Zheng Zhilong had already fallen asleep at this time, but he was awakened just now. However, a fire suddenly started to burn in the direction of Changping. The fire surged into the sky, brightening the sky in the northwest.

"Imperial Mausoleum, Imperial Mausoleum..."

Zheng Zhilong did not understand what the Changping fire meant, but British Duke Zhang Shize was more familiar with the geography around the capital. He estimated that the direction of the fire was not Changping City, but the Tianshou Mountain area, which was the tombs of the ancestors of the Zhu family.

From May of the seventh year of Yongle (1409), Changling was built to build the concubine's garden (Concubine Tian) in the 15th year of Chongzhen. During this period, twelve emperor's tombs and eight concubine's tombs were built for more than 230 years.

The tomb of Emperor Chongzhen's ancestors was burned, and not only were the crying sounds on the top of the city, but the crying sounds soon broke out in the Forbidden City.

Zheng Zhilong also knelt down, but he didn't cry at all.
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