LIGHTNOVELONLINE Da Qin: Sharing a historical copy to the First Emperor at the beginning
Chapter 71
Chapter 0071 Ping Ding Jianzhou! Fears of winning and leaving!!!
Three days later.
The four ghosts of Xiangxi quickly rushed back to the capital with Doduo, Hong Chengzhuo, and Fan Wencheng.
These three people, except for Hong Chengzhuo, who had just surrendered to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, had not done anything to harm Daming, the other two were one duoduo and one Fan Wencheng, and their bodies were all stained with the blood of the Daming people!
Needless to say, Dordor didn't need to say more.
Since the invasion of Daming, this person has followed Dolgon's instructions to keep his hair without leaving his head, and he does not know how many bloody cases he has caused.
Fan Wencheng is one of the culprits who instigated those tragic situations.
For Hong Chengzhuo, there is not much hatred and anger in the victory.
However, for Doduo and Fan Wencheng, it was really a blood feud.
Although whether it is the current victory or the victory before the crossing, no immediate family members died at the hands of Dordor.
However, the blood feud of the Chinese people has long been clearly recorded in the history books, and a more detailed picture has been presented through the Cangtian Realm Gate before.
Therefore, in the face of the few people captured by the four ghosts of Xiangxi, their faces were naked.
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"You're Dordor?"
Yingli's gaze skipped over Hong Chengzhuo and Fan Wencheng, and stared directly at Doduo, who was full of humiliation.
It was this person who created the terrifying ten days of Yangzhou in history! Inside the Chengtian Hall, Zulong and Bai Qi and others were also watching.
At that time, when they sent troops from Daqin to the end of the Ming Dynasty, they remembered clearly the face of Doduo, the culprit who caused the tragedy in Yangzhou.
"It's exactly the same as in the picture presented by the Cangtian Realm Gate!"
"I really didn't expect that Li'er would actually arrest him so quickly!"
"Now that the army is about to leave, Li'er wants to kill this Jiannu sacrifice banner to win Li stared at the trembling Dordor, and smiled coldly."
"Killing him now is too cheap for him!"
"But Father Emperor really guessed correctly, the original plan of the son was precisely to kill Doduo to sacrifice the banner to the soldiers of Daqin!"
"But now, I've changed my mind!"
"When I ordered the four ghosts of Xiangxi to capture Doduo back, my intention was indeed to kill him directly!"
"But now the children learned that Huang Taiji is actually not dead!"
"Then I can play!"
"Fan Wencheng and Hong Chengzhuo will be detained in the Heavenly Prison for the time being, and handed over to the people of the East and West Factory to entertain them well!"
"And this Dordor, I have other uses!"
Speaking of which, a better idea came to mind.
He opened his mouth and asked the four ghosts of Xiangxi: "When you came back, was the knife still on the Jianzhou side of Liaodong?" "
"Qizhuo Eighth Prince, the No. 1 secret agent Gui Hai Yidao did not accompany us, when we left Jianzhou, Gui Hai Yidao was indeed still in Jianzhou in Liaodong!"
"Okay then!"
Yingli stood up directly and said in a loud voice, "Now give an order to a knife, let him work hard again, and capture His Royal Highness Ai Xin Jue Luo Haoge, the own son of Huang Taiji and the eldest son of Yan!" "
"Doduo, this thing, after all, is only the younger brother of Huang Taiji, for Jiannu, which is naturally cool and almost inhumane, brotherhood is estimated to be the least valuable!"
"Brotherhood is not worth anything, then you can't let Huang Taiji experience the ultimate despair"
"I can't solve the hatred in my heart!"
"Let Hao Ge be captured with a knife, His Royal Highness will bid farewell to Hao Ge and Doduo alive in front of the two armies when the army of Daqin is against Emperor Taiji!"
"Not only that, but I also want to keep the natives of Jianzhou and the whole family of Huang Taiji neat!"
"The capital is not too far from Jianzhou in Liaodong, and the army can reach Shengjing in ten days at most!"
"Let this old thing of Huang Taiji live for another ten days!"
"Inform Chongzhen and let him prepare a well-crafted executioner!"
"At that time, let Hao Ge and Doduo enjoy themselves in front of Huang Taiji!"
The next day.
Zu Long, Bai Qimengtian and the others were ready to go.
Yingli and Zulong stood on the specially built point general platform with a height of several zhang, and looked at the 400,000 Qin generals under the stage.
"The previous preparations have already been prepared!"
"The enemy situation on the Jianzhou side of Liaodong has also been ascertained!"
"There is no need to say much at this time!"
Facing the 400,000 soldiers in the audience, Ying left and said: "This northern expedition to Liaodong is to avenge those people who died tragically!" "
"It's to stabilize the border of Kyushu!"
"It is even more so that we can completely stabilize our minds to deal with the Western countries!"
"The soldiers of Daqin!"
"Fifteen days, step on Liaodong!"
"Completely destroy Jianzhou!"
The battle between Dolgon and Wu Sangui in front of the capital gate has been almost killed by the Daqin soldiers brought by Zulong!
Those who are still in Liaodong now simply cannot resist the 400,000-strong army of Daqin! Not to mention the 400,000 army, even if it is 200,000, 150,000, Huang Taiji can't resist.
Even, in the anticipation of winning and leaving, the two armies snatched Hauge and Dordor in front of the battle, which was very likely to completely deter the forces that Huang Taiji was not easy to pull up.
This kind of stable victory situation visible to the naked eye, winning and leaving is not too much to say on the point general's stage
Of course, strategically despising the opponent still needs to be paid attention to tactically.
This is also the reason why the 400,000 troops were directly drawn from the win.
On the other side, after Chongzhen received the order to win and leave, he immediately said to the torturer of Jinyiwei: "Although Er and others are the first to be factory officials, there should be people who are proficient in execution!" "
"Are any of you who will be punished by a thousand cuts?"
When the several Jinyiwei around Chongzhen and the fans of the East and West Factory heard this, they all flinched.
This is a thousand cuts, but how can everyone know the work of a craft?
It's just that the emperor's order is difficult to violate, and he doesn't dare to talk nonsense and deceive the monarch, one of them replied: "Back to the emperor, Ling Chi's craft, the small ones have only heard of it, but they have never done it personally, so the small ones don't know much!" "
Seeing a look of disappointment on Chongzhen's face, a lean man gritted his teeth
"Your Majesty, little Zhao Er, I have seen it before, and I am willing to give it a try!"
Chongzhen was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Good!" In fact, there is no demand for the punishment of delay in the law! "
"As long as you don't kill people with a few knives!"
"The Eighth Prince captured Hao Ge and Doduo, you just need to do your best, don't have two more on these people!"
Then, Chongzhen thought about it and said, "You wait a bit, you have an idea." "
Immediately, he sent Jin Yiwei to the city.
At the expense of the internal funds, he collected more than 500 ducks, smashed the door of the Zhongnan Furnace Duck Shop in the city, and ordered the shop owner to roast all the ducks and take them to Guangningmen.
He also ordered the imperial dining room to come to the gate of Guangning to prepare wine and food, as long as the amount was large, it must be enough for the soldiers defending the city to eat.
There are not many drinks, and each person has a small sip, just taste the taste.
After half an hour had passed, the ducks left over from yesterday's sale were already hot, and they were delivered first.
Chongzhen pointed at the duck and smiled at Zhao Er: "You can make this duck practice first, when the time comes, you will follow the Eighth Prince and them, and you will be able to slice that Jiannu like this duck!" "
Then he said to the other good torturers: "Wait and learn too!" "
"In the future, if you capture the big people in Jiannu alive, you will have to wait for them to come and execute!"
The implication was that he wanted to treat all the high-level Jiannu as if they were roast duck
"Haha, but there may not be such an opportunity in the future!"
Chongzhen looked in the direction of the Dian Jiang Tai from a distance, and said with a smile.
When Daqin's army set off.
Desheng Gate was surrounded by the swarming people.
These people are all soldiers who came to send Daqin to Liaodong and completely wipe out the great enemy for Daming!
Chongzhen was worried that a stampede would occur under the crowded people, so he ordered his subordinate Ma Xianglin to bring 1,000 people to maintain order.
As a result, the people of the capital found that these big-headed soldiers were different.
If it was before, if someone accidentally stepped on the feet of these Qiu Ba Masters, they would probably be slapped and scolded in the face.
It's just that today is different, that is, when someone really stepped on it, these big-headed soldiers also seemed to have become the humble young man of the old Wang family next door, just grinning, as if nothing had happened.
If the naughty child accidentally breaks through the human wall they pulled up, there will also be soldiers behind to pick it up and send it back to the adult, most of them will instruct the adult: "And watch the child, don't hurt!" "
"I know that the children worship the ancestral dragon and the Eighth Prince, but don't worry!"
"Zulong and the Eighth Prince, they will soon return from a great victory!"
If he is stupid, he still only has that kind smile, as if overnight, the original Qiu Ba masters have become stupid.
Because these hills are kind, the people are willing to cooperate, and although the crow-cloven Desheng gate is crowded, it does not appear chaotic.
The sun grew higher, and Chongzhen, who was standing on the city tower, looked gratefully at the long dragons formed by the soldiers of the 400,000 Great Qin.
Jinyi Wei Zhao Er was also under Chongzhen's order and followed the army towards Liaodong.
Inside the small imperial court of Jianzhou in Liaodong.
Huang Taiji's whole person slumped on a chair covered with mink, and his body did not seem to have the slightest strength.
The whole person was like a funeral, and his face was dark.
The scene of Gui Hai finally going and returning, and capturing Hao Ge in front of him, flashed in Huang Taiji's mind.
Huang Taiji knew exactly what that meant.
This meant that Daming's side could eliminate an assassin like Gui Hai Yidao at any time and easily take his Emperor Taiji's life.
But now the Daming side did not use this simplest method to disturb the order in Liaodong.
"It seems that it is really the resurrection of Qin Shi Huang!"
"He wants to directly send troops to conquer the land of Liaodong!"
"Chongzhen that little child, it is impossible to have such courage!"
"Alas..."
Huang Taijihun couldn't raise the slightest idea of resistance.
But it's a pity that the words that the four ghosts of Xiangxi said when they were leaving, which made Huang Taiji completely reject the idea of leading the neck to kill.
Because he wasn't sure if those Houjin people in Shengjing would survive after he was killed.
After all, he knew very well in his heart how much hatred his Houjin clan had with Daming.
Just as the soldiers of Daqin marched unimpeded towards Liaodong, Huang Taiji's side finally gathered all the garrison forces of Shengjing under the advice of his few remaining sons, and at the Liaodong Pass, Chen Bing was less than 200,000, waiting for his final fate.
Time passed quickly, and the soldiers of Daqin hardly stopped along the way except for eating and sleeping.
Finally, in the early morning of the eleventh day, he arrived at the pass of Liaodong.
Yingli and Zulong and others who led the team also clearly saw the army assembled by Huang Taiji guarding the pass.
Without any hesitation in winning, he directly ordered the people to take Haug and Dordor to the front of the two armies.
Haoge, the eldest son of Huang Taiji, was like a mad dog dying, but in the end he could not escape this calamity, and was escorted by the soldiers of Daqin and the fans of Jinyiwei to the execution platform temporarily set up in front of the two armies.
Yingli looked at Hauge, who was constantly struggling, and said with a smile: "How is it?" "
"It doesn't taste good to wait for death, does it?"
"But don't worry, this is just the beginning, enjoy it slowly!"
After speaking, the man took out the rag blocked in Haoge's mouth, and said to Zhao Er, a strong man with a hundred and ten ducks: "Let's execute!" "
That Zhao Er hurriedly saluted back, "Obey the order of the Eighth Prince!" "
Then, Zhao Er called out to the two companions, first stripped Haoge's clothes, and then tightened a fishing net on Haoge's body.
When the flesh on Haoge's body was bulged by the fishing net, Zhao Er took out a lot of guys from the bag on his body, but did not move the knife, but said to the two next to him: "Brother, and unload this fang's jaw, lest he bite his tongue and commit suicide!" "
The two people next to him stepped forward to remove Haoge's chin, and at this time, Zhao Er took an extremely small knife and smiled viciously at Haoge: "Dog Jiannu, uncle is a big girl sitting in a sedan today, the first time!" "
"If there is anything that is not thoughtful..."
"You just endure it!"
"Anyway, you're dead today!"
Haoge's jaw was removed, and he couldn't speak, but his eyes widened, constantly struggling desperately, and his desperate eyes looked straight in the direction where Huang Taiji was, and a 'ho-ho' sound came out of his mouth, similar to a dumb shout.
That Zhao Er also ignored it, and only cared about cutting from the left chest.
Each piece of flesh was the size of a fingernail, and at first it was covered with flesh and blood.
At the back, there was no skin but flesh, only blood was missing.
It is this skill that Zhao Er has practiced with hundreds of roast ducks.
Every time he cut ten knives, Zhao Er stopped and shouted.
After hundreds of knives, Hauge no longer had a piece of good meat on him.
At this time, it was noon, so Zhao Er stopped and poured rice soup into Hao Ge to prevent him from dying at once.
Before the Liaodong Pass, Huang Taiji was already blinded and desperate to command his men to attack, but the fear in his heart made him open his mouth several times, but he could not speak
As for Win Li and the others, they were sitting in front of the Great Qin Army, and they didn't care about Huang Taiji's reaction at all.
Knowing that the attack was useless, Huang Taiji used all means to appease the 200,000 army that was hard to pull, and he still dreamed of seeing the victory of the mourning soldiers.
If his vision can kill people, presumably Huang Taiji will definitely be willing to use his vision to kill Yingli and Zulong seventeen or eight times.
In fact, the Eighth Prince, who was sitting in front of the Great Qin Army, did not feel good if he won away.
In my previous life, as an ordinary office worker, it was no problem to stay up late and work overtime.
It would be a bit excessive to let him see Ling Chi up close.
You can't expect a guy who usually hasn't even killed a chicken to look at the scene Ling Chi lightly, after all, he is not a psychopath, and no one will like this.
It's just that Hao Ge Lingchi's will is won away from himself, that is, how to tumble in the stomach at this time, and only forcibly endure.
Seeing noon, Hauge finally couldn't be tortured and died happily.
Subsequently, Zhao Er did the same and gave Doduo farewell!
I don't know if Zhao Er has been skilled in his craftsmanship after bidding farewell to Hauge, and from noon, Doduo has been pinned until it gets dark at night.
Then, Zhao Er returned to Ying's life and knelt down: "Eighth Prince of Qizhuo, that Jiannu has been tortured, and he has already died!" "
"The little craftsmanship is not refined, Nahauge only cut more than 1,200 knives, and Dodor only has 2,321 knives, I hope His Highness forgives his sins."
At this time, Yingli had already begun to scold his mother, and he felt that his current stomach was no longer his own.
Specially looking at the Daqin soldiers whose faces did not change at all, Ying Li took a deep breath and secretly hypnotized himself: "His Highness is for the people of Kyushu!" "
"His Highness is here for them not to be slaughtered!"
"Your Highness, it is to avoid that Sichuan will not be uninhabited for thousands of miles, and tigers will go everywhere!"
"It is to avoid the three slaughters of Jiading, the ten days of Yangzhou, the slaughter of XX, and the slaughter of XX!"
"And the Datong miserable situation where there are only five people left!"
"And those crimes that His Highness does not know about Jiannu, His Highness is not wrong! The wrong thing is to build nu! "
After comforting himself in this way, Win's slightly livid and hideous face looked better.
Forced to endure the feeling of wanting to vomit, won away: "It's okay! "
"It's just that this dog slave died too much!"
"You need to practice more, don't let Jian die so quickly in the future!"
Yingli shouted to Huang Taiji, who was almost fainting not far ahead: "Dog slave, you are waiting for His Royal Highness!" Don't die too soon! "
Huang Taiji didn't have the courage to scold back, but just shouted to Yingli: "You are the eighth prince of Daqin, right, if His Royal Highness the eighth prince is willing to return my son's corpse and let Ben Khan bury it properly, Ben Khan is willing to surrender!" "
"How?!"
Yingli smiled and said: "Wait for Jiannu, no faith, no righteousness, no credibility!" "
"His Highness knows that you have also held the people of Liaodong hostage, and His Highness will send troops to rescue you!"
At this time, there was a horse coming from the north, seeing that it should be Jiannu, and did not pause, straight into the Emperor Taiji army.
Zhong Jiannu knew that this person was the brother of Manggultai, who remained in Shengjing, Derge.
Derg quickly rushed to Huang Taiji's body, rolled the saddle and dismounted, and said: "Great Khan, the slave has a hundred thousand urgent confidential reports. "
Huang Taiji saw that if he did not return Haoge's corpse, it would be futile to attack the city, so he could only rest his mind and stand still, just looking at Yingli and the Daqin soldiers behind him with desperate and extremely angry eyes.
To win and leave is to directly order the attack.
The 400,000 mighty and majestic soldiers of the Great Qin directly crushed the 200,000 old, weak, sick and disabled led by Huang Taiji with the momentum of destroying the decay.
The victory that Huang Taiji dreamed of was obviously impossible to achieve!
Win Li looked at the crushing without suspense, and his heart had drifted to the Western countries.
Looking at the beheaded Jiannu on the battlefield, a very critical question suddenly came to mind in the victory.
That is the West at this time, which is really the largest cesspit in the world.
The biggest worry now is that when the time comes, it will win against those Western countries, but it will be infected by the diseases derived from those dirty places.
To give the simplest example, Daming casually find a place, randomly find a small village to come out, it is unlikely to see those yellow and white things everywhere in front of the house and behind the house, even the garbage will not see much, after all, in addition to living by yourself, there are neighbors, if you don't want to be pointed at behind your back, it's better to be clean.
However, in the West at this time, let alone villages, even those nobles who lived in castles, the situation of skimming large strips at will was everywhere, especially in the French capital, the city that burned a nunnery, and the city called the romantic capital, is actually a Xiangcheng...
Since the Roman Empire, residents of Western cities have liked to dump feces and urine directly from the window, but during the Roman Empire, there were special cleaning personnel, and residents generally bathed, so it was better than the later West.
But in the medieval West, there were no special sweepers, layer after layer of manure was poured on the streets, in the rivers of the city...
Even England, which has been at odds with France countless times, is no better.
England did build latrines and sewers earlier, but they discharged manure directly into the rivers that flow through the city.
And then due to too much feces, the tiny river soon began to slowly silt up...
For example, the River Fleet in London was responsible for collecting manure for centuries, and when the river finally stopped flowing, the River became Fleet Street.
As XXX said, there was originally no road in this world, and if there were many people walking, it would become a road, so those Xiang in the West were basically trampled into a road...
In Paris during this time, the decree stipulates that citizens are not allowed to dump filth from the upper floors during the day, only at night, but before dumping, they must first shout 'watch urine' to prevent unnecessary public security disputes...
In the older Middle Ages, it was possible to dump casually during the day and night, and whether it would squeak to wake up passers-by before dumping feces and urine depended on the quality and mood of the citizen.
The city of Paris has completely become one with the filth, the city wall is Xiangcheng, the ground is Xiangdi, and it may be cleaned up when there is a big change in the middle, but the general development process is like this.
On the edge of the market in almost every city, there is a spontaneous formation of dirty streets, such as Squat Butt Street, Thatched Alley, etc., and those who come to the market to rush to shop solve in the open on the street, even urinal pots and manure pits are saved.
For example, in the city of Troyes in the south of France, the name of this 'public toilet' street is Wood Street, and it is unfortunate that it is very close to the town hall.
The stink-plagued Troyes judges tried to legislate against people continuing to use Wood Street as an open-air toilet, only to spark a civil unrest.
A delegation led by a textile master immediately went to the city hall to protest the judges' violation of basic human rights!
The spokesman of the delegation declared: "Our fathers raked there, and now I rake there, and my children will go there to rake!" "
Finally, the troubled judges had to admit:
The citizens of Troyes are born with the right to defecate in the open!
And the Western barbarians do not give strength when it comes to solving hygiene, but in some places they show enough cleverness, for example, the women of Xiangdu step on their feet
Wooden shoes with thick wooden soles, ranging from more than ten centimeters to half a meter, walk on the street as if on stilts, not affected by the ground at all.
In some of the top nobles and high-ranking priests who pay attention to it, naturally they will not do it casually in the house like ordinary people, and it is OK to turn it under the soil with a shovel after everything, they have toilets.
Moreover, it is a special toilet set up near the living room, and it is elegantly and comfortably furnished, because the word toilet is a bit indecent, it is vaguely called 'private room', 'comfortable place', 'necessary place' or 'prayer room'...
The great French 'Sun King' Louis XIV, in order to solve the problem of defecation everywhere at Versailles, the Louvre and the Palace of Fontainebleau.
There is only one way, and that is to move in turn, move once a month, and arrange for servants to clean one place while the nobles are in the trough.
In short, the French after the Middle Ages and the Renaissance have always been the dirtiest and least hygienic sloppy ghosts in the West.
Even in the glorious Palace of Versailles, sewers, toilets and baths were not originally designed...
And the most worrying thing about winning away is precisely this situation.
As we all know, this kind of filth to the extreme environment, the most likely to breed ferocious diseases.
What Win Li was most worried about was that the germs carried by those Western barbarians would be transmitted to the soldiers of Daqin.
"This is really a very critical factor!"
"If this is not solved, there may be a big problem!"
Winning centrifuges pondered countermeasures.
In addition, there is a more important reason, that is, Westerners at this time do not have the habit of bathing.
Not only romantic capitals, but all other capitals are all like a bird, and you can not bathe without bathing.
In many cities, there are large public bathing facilities, similar to social welfare, even if the interior is luxuriously decorated, civilians can still go to these facilities for free, or spend very little money
Therefore, during the Roman Empire, the people were generally cleaner and liked to be clean, after all, the comfort after bathing was a natural feeling of human beings.
But with the destruction of the Roman Empire, the Western continent fell into the division of princes, and the once prosperous public bathing facilities were not only destroyed, but even the pipes for bathing people, boiler technology were gradually lost, and Western cities fell into a situation where there was no bath to wash.
If it's just that, after all, boiling water in your own home to take a bath or simply jumping into the river to wash can also make people's bodies fresh and clean.
The key is that the disease that worries the most is also the disease that kills the most people in the entire history of the world!
Black death!
The Black Death that swept across the Western continent, the origin of the God's whip Mengyuan army, which terrified the entire West, used trebuchets to throw the corpses of decaying and diseased soldiers into Jiafa City when attacking the 'City of Kafa', so that the merchants who controlled the city fell into the shadow of the Black Death.
In a short time, the plague was rampant, and the Meng Yuan people who started the Yong found that things had become bigger, and even their own side was affected, and simply patted their asses and ran away.
The Mengyuan people can run, but where can the Yiduli people in Jiafa City run?
Where to run for 'Black Death' people with vicious sores and decomposing corpses with black-purple skin?
After contracting the Black Death, he will die in just three or five days, and those who are lucky enough not to be infected, taking advantage of the retreat of the Mengyuan people, quickly got on a few sailing ships, and wanted to return to the motherland, but the fleas and rats that spread the Black Death have climbed on these ships with them...
At this time, the news that the city of Jiafa was shrouded in the Black Death had already made the people of the Western continent panic, and no country dared to receive these fleets and not allow them to set foot in their own territory.
These sailboats were adrift in the Mediterranean for a long time, and some people died, most of them all dead, floating alone at sea, which Westerners at the time called 'ghost ships'.
It would be fine if all the people on these ships died at sea, but God does not seem to favor believers in the West.
In October 1347, the only remaining ship was in Sicily, Italy
The port of Messina, they bought off the local governor with money and declared that they did not suffer.
The locals were not fools, and as soon as they landed, they inspected the boats, which, according to normal terms, would burn all the things on these boats, but some rats had already taken the opportunity to climb ashore along the cables.
Within a week of the ship's landing, a massive outbreak of the Black Death broke out in Sicily, which immediately spread inland and swept across the whole of Yiduli!
Mike, a monk who survived at the time, recorded what he saw and heard about every person infected with the Black Death, and the friends and relatives he had contacted, and even those who carried him to the grave, would soon follow in his footsteps.
If there is such a situation in Daming, even if it is won and left now, there is really no good way to solve it!
The main thing is that there is not enough energy!
And in the West, where barbers work part-time doctors, with bloodletting as the main means of treatment, there is simply no other way but to pray to God.
If prayer works, what else do doctors do?
Although it is said that professional things should be left to professional people, what should I do if there are no professional people?
The Central Plains Dynasty has had such an official institution as a tai hospital since ancient times, although it is not necessarily called this name, but thousands of years later, the official tai hospital and folk doctors have long developed a mature medical system, as early as the Three Kingdoms period began to ponder craniotomy.
After the end of the Roman Empire, the Holy Roman Empire that took over was neither strictly holy nor Roman, let alone called an empire.
The perfect urban public facilities of the ancient Roman Empire have been lost, no one cares about what drainage system or public health conditions, even the medicine that can affect a people has been declared finished.
At this time in the West, the profession of a doctor belonged to the side business of a barber, or the two were simply silly and indistinguishable, and this influence even affected the barbershops of later generations.
Many people have seen the three-color lamppost in front of the barbershop, which has three colors of red, blue and white, and the reason why these three colors are chosen is not because it is eye-catching or for other reasons, but because red represents arteries, blue represents veins, and white represents gauze.
In other words, the tricolor lamp represents bloodletting!
Because when the barber is a part-time doctor, the main treatment is bloodletting.
Further development, basically that is, a headache to heal the head, a sore foot to heal the foot, and cut it off if the cure is not good, in this case, those barbarians in the West still think that they can get rid of the Black Death?
The end result was that when the Black Death broke out, every day at dusk there would always be people pushing wheelbarrows, ringing bells in their hands and shouting "Collect the dead bodies!" "
Then families would open the doors, carry the dead to their cars, and push them outside the city to be burned or buried.
Monk Mike watched the 'boils' on the sick become the size of walnuts, eggs, and goose eggs, and watched them die.
Later, even the corpse pits outside the city could not fill so many corpses, so the corpses could only be scattered and discarded, the scene was miserable, and more and more people believed that this disaster was God's punishment for the world.
Not only in the north of Yiduli, but also in the northern part of Yiduli, the plague also reached the capital of the Byzantine Empire - Constantinople with the Italian Black Sea route.
The two commercial cities of Genoa and Venice were also struck by the plague, although Genoa blocked the port and refused any foreign ships.
Then the French port of Marseille accepted a ship that was rejected by Genoa, and the Black Death came to France again.
A great plague, if it cannot be controlled in the initial stage, when its scope expands, it is almost a disaster that can no longer be prevented.
As long as a person with the Black Death virus enters a city, it will not take a few days, no matter how prosperous the city is, it will become a dead city, Milan, Turin, Verona, Florence and other prosperous and rich cities, all step into such disasters.
Everywhere the Black Death went, food was scarce, prices were soaring, morals were corrupted, families were broken, churches collapsed, governments collapsed, and the end of the world was imminent.
In such a calamity, countless people hide themselves in their houses and starve to death, abandoned by their loved ones, and feel that God's demise is imminent and enjoy themselves.
Social ethics completely collapsed, all human order completely dissipated, even if you kill someone on the street, most of the time no one will stop it, only hide behind the gaps in the doors and windows, quietly pay attention to the outside world, if you can still find a living person on the street.
All human resistance, in the face of the Black Death, became a joke.
No matter how elite the army, no matter how holy the monarch, no matter how devout the believers of God, in the face of the Black Death, they are just a group of rotting corpses, and the plague spreads faster and faster in the West.
In just ten years, the entire Western continent has been enveloped by the Black Death, and all disputes between human nations have disappeared, replaced by fear shrouded in this darkness.
The disaster lasted for a long time, and many countries and regions, such as Smolensk, died in 1386 with only 5 people left!
One-third of the Western continent, about 25 million deaths, does not mean that only one-third of a place dies, but that 'in the areas where the Black Death was the outbreak, basically human beings died, and in the rural corners where the Black Death did not spread, the population of the West remained'.
Yiduli's famous book "Ten Days Talk" is a group of young men and women hiding in a country house to avoid the Black Death, telling stories to get by.
If it's just the plague, it's nothing, after all, people haven't died yet, and the plague will have a day in the past sooner or later, or it will be artificially eliminated or humans themselves will evolve antibodies, which is not a big problem.
The key point is that the Holy See jumped out at this time.
After the Black Death gradually disappeared, the Holy See began to vigorously publicize that the dirt on the human body was given by God to resist disease!
God knows how they thought of the bullshit saying that Yah would always give ash as a talisman, and the Western barbarians who were scared into dogs by the Black Death actually believed it without doubt...
I believe it because the Black Death is gradually disappearing, and at this time the Western barbarians just began to start not bathing, this dramatic coincidence made the barbarians think that not bathing can really resist the disease!
After believing it, the Western barbarians pioneered a theory:
Human bathing causes the pores of the body to open, allowing those toxic gases to enter the human body, so people will get sick and more likely to have the Black Death.
Ordinary Western barbarians are better, they really can't stand it or wipe it with a wet towel, the key is that those devout monks really set an example and thoroughly implement this set of propaganda of the church.
St. Abraham, St. Simon and St. Euprasia, why can these people add a holy word to their names and become saints in the West?
For Abraham insisted on not washing his face or feet for fifty years, and Mr. Simon allowed the worms to arch over his festering wounds and never cleaned until he died.
As for the great Lady St. Euphurasia, she presided over a convent and taught more than one hundred and thirty of the most devout nuns, strictly supervising them for the rest of their lives without bathing...
Thinking of this, just imagined it, I felt trembling all over, just imagine, no matter how delicate a beauty is, I don't bathe in my life...
For example, Agnès, the mother of King Henry IV of France, people really insisted on not bathing all their lives, and finally was canonized as a saint...
King Louis XIV of France, who ascended the throne in the eleventh year of Chongzhen, bathed every year in his country
The number of times is twice, and the rest of the time is basically to wipe your body with a dry towel.
If one were to look through the daily physical records made for him by Louis XIV's imperial physician, one would be shocked to find that Louis XIV himself bathed discreetly under the guidance of a doctor, bathing only once in the sixty-four years from 1647 to 1711...
This amazing record is still preserved today!
If the world has also always proceeded according to the original history, then Louis XIV is clearly inferior to Louis XV, who bathed only three times in his life!
One is the birth day, the second is the wedding day, and the third is the funeral.
In this case, the entire aristocracy of France, even the king, smelled like a beast, and the queen smelled like an old goat in summer and winter.
Including the first night right of the envy of countless people in later generations, at that time, it was more of a responsibility borne by the lord than a welfare and enjoyment...
Think of a teenage girl who has not bathed for more than ten years... Vomit......
Under the circumstances at that time, ordinary people did not pay money to the lord, the so-called king, and people were unwilling to fulfill the responsibilities of the lord, and those Westerners who lined up and waited for the lord to exercise the right of the first night before daring to take their daughter-in-law back to sleep had to prepare gifts and silver coins, begging the lord...
So those Euroblowing worldviews are really difficult to understand!
Their Ou Dad was nibbling on black bread mixed with stones when the people of the Central Plains Tangkou were eating steamed buns!
Their Ou Dad had to avoid the pickets of the Holy See when the soldiers of the Central Plains were visiting the Qinglou dashing!
Their Ou Dad scattered strips everywhere when the people of the Central Plains accused which family did not pay attention to hygiene, and successfully created the Paris Dung Ring City Defense Belt...
So those who want to travel through the Middle Ages to become knights and lords and kings so that they can get the right of the first night, or want to go to sleep with the princess or kiss Snow White, just go and see if the chickens in their pants want to work overtime or directly soft...
Why did Marco Polo's travelogue attract so many missionaries to the far East in search of a land of gold?
Is it really just because of gold everywhere?
I'm afraid, the yearning for good things that exists in human nature! That kind of heavenly description also takes up a lot of space, right?
And the missionaries are not effective in preaching, attracting not many people to believe, but only Xu Guangqi's bad seeds pretend to believe in religion because they have some of their knowledge, and the reason may not be that these missionaries do not bathe?
Without bathing, coupled with extremely unsophisticated hygiene, the whole West was rampant
It is not difficult to understand that there are fewer barbarians in later generations because these goods like to die, and the lack of people in the Middle Ages is completely the ancestors of these goods themselves who are dying.
As for why the barbarians who came to Daming, especially those laborers, why did their arrival not have any impact on Daming?
Theoretically, they have more people than a Mayflower can carry, right?
Why didn't the Central Plains Dynasty produce a great plague, especially similar to the Black Death, because of these barbarian missionaries or because of the arrival of these laborers?
The reason is very simple, because the Central Plains Dynasty itself is not a good family, and the gameplay of throwing dead corpses to scourge water sources and so on has long been played by the Central Plains Tangkou!
As early as the Western Han Dynasty, the champion Hou Huo Qubing had already used this trick!
Since he has used this kind of damage trick to hang the people and preach the saint's teaching, then do you need to remind yourself to prevent others from using this trick to harm yourself?
As for the prevention and control of the plague, because the population density and several bloody lessons, the Central Plains has never relaxed!
Before winning away, I thought very well, that is, to capture those Western barbarians as slaves and build Daqin.
But now that I think about it, this is really a long way to go!
The first is that the base of the barbarians is too large, and if there are many prisoners, it is easy to produce chaos in management, and it is not so particular in terms of hygiene, which provides favorable conditions for the spread of bacteria.
Secondly, just after experiencing the war, there are even fewer doctors in Daming! Once something big happens, the doctors who have a few can't keep busy.
Moreover, the doctors in Daming did not know how to deal with the catastrophe of the Black Death!
There's no good way to win now!
At the very least, this plague can't be allowed to spread to the Daming homeland because of this batch of Cossack barbarians!
Even if the Black Death is not afraid, it must not be allowed to spread to Daming.
As soon as he thought of this, his eyes staring at the Western countries changed.
In the past, it was because of the hatred brought about by the invasion of the eight-nation coalition...
Now born as a human being, the 'fear' of the West that is dirty to the extreme!
"Nope!"
"It is necessary to intercept the Western barbarians who are coming to the Daming side at sea."
"I don't know how many of them came!"
"If there are too many people coming, if the people of Daming are infected, it will be really difficult to do!"
Three days later.
The four ghosts of Xiangxi quickly rushed back to the capital with Doduo, Hong Chengzhuo, and Fan Wencheng.
These three people, except for Hong Chengzhuo, who had just surrendered to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, had not done anything to harm Daming, the other two were one duoduo and one Fan Wencheng, and their bodies were all stained with the blood of the Daming people!
Needless to say, Dordor didn't need to say more.
Since the invasion of Daming, this person has followed Dolgon's instructions to keep his hair without leaving his head, and he does not know how many bloody cases he has caused.
Fan Wencheng is one of the culprits who instigated those tragic situations.
For Hong Chengzhuo, there is not much hatred and anger in the victory.
However, for Doduo and Fan Wencheng, it was really a blood feud.
Although whether it is the current victory or the victory before the crossing, no immediate family members died at the hands of Dordor.
However, the blood feud of the Chinese people has long been clearly recorded in the history books, and a more detailed picture has been presented through the Cangtian Realm Gate before.
Therefore, in the face of the few people captured by the four ghosts of Xiangxi, their faces were naked.
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"You're Dordor?"
Yingli's gaze skipped over Hong Chengzhuo and Fan Wencheng, and stared directly at Doduo, who was full of humiliation.
It was this person who created the terrifying ten days of Yangzhou in history! Inside the Chengtian Hall, Zulong and Bai Qi and others were also watching.
At that time, when they sent troops from Daqin to the end of the Ming Dynasty, they remembered clearly the face of Doduo, the culprit who caused the tragedy in Yangzhou.
"It's exactly the same as in the picture presented by the Cangtian Realm Gate!"
"I really didn't expect that Li'er would actually arrest him so quickly!"
"Now that the army is about to leave, Li'er wants to kill this Jiannu sacrifice banner to win Li stared at the trembling Dordor, and smiled coldly."
"Killing him now is too cheap for him!"
"But Father Emperor really guessed correctly, the original plan of the son was precisely to kill Doduo to sacrifice the banner to the soldiers of Daqin!"
"But now, I've changed my mind!"
"When I ordered the four ghosts of Xiangxi to capture Doduo back, my intention was indeed to kill him directly!"
"But now the children learned that Huang Taiji is actually not dead!"
"Then I can play!"
"Fan Wencheng and Hong Chengzhuo will be detained in the Heavenly Prison for the time being, and handed over to the people of the East and West Factory to entertain them well!"
"And this Dordor, I have other uses!"
Speaking of which, a better idea came to mind.
He opened his mouth and asked the four ghosts of Xiangxi: "When you came back, was the knife still on the Jianzhou side of Liaodong?" "
"Qizhuo Eighth Prince, the No. 1 secret agent Gui Hai Yidao did not accompany us, when we left Jianzhou, Gui Hai Yidao was indeed still in Jianzhou in Liaodong!"
"Okay then!"
Yingli stood up directly and said in a loud voice, "Now give an order to a knife, let him work hard again, and capture His Royal Highness Ai Xin Jue Luo Haoge, the own son of Huang Taiji and the eldest son of Yan!" "
"Doduo, this thing, after all, is only the younger brother of Huang Taiji, for Jiannu, which is naturally cool and almost inhumane, brotherhood is estimated to be the least valuable!"
"Brotherhood is not worth anything, then you can't let Huang Taiji experience the ultimate despair"
"I can't solve the hatred in my heart!"
"Let Hao Ge be captured with a knife, His Royal Highness will bid farewell to Hao Ge and Doduo alive in front of the two armies when the army of Daqin is against Emperor Taiji!"
"Not only that, but I also want to keep the natives of Jianzhou and the whole family of Huang Taiji neat!"
"The capital is not too far from Jianzhou in Liaodong, and the army can reach Shengjing in ten days at most!"
"Let this old thing of Huang Taiji live for another ten days!"
"Inform Chongzhen and let him prepare a well-crafted executioner!"
"At that time, let Hao Ge and Doduo enjoy themselves in front of Huang Taiji!"
The next day.
Zu Long, Bai Qimengtian and the others were ready to go.
Yingli and Zulong stood on the specially built point general platform with a height of several zhang, and looked at the 400,000 Qin generals under the stage.
"The previous preparations have already been prepared!"
"The enemy situation on the Jianzhou side of Liaodong has also been ascertained!"
"There is no need to say much at this time!"
Facing the 400,000 soldiers in the audience, Ying left and said: "This northern expedition to Liaodong is to avenge those people who died tragically!" "
"It's to stabilize the border of Kyushu!"
"It is even more so that we can completely stabilize our minds to deal with the Western countries!"
"The soldiers of Daqin!"
"Fifteen days, step on Liaodong!"
"Completely destroy Jianzhou!"
The battle between Dolgon and Wu Sangui in front of the capital gate has been almost killed by the Daqin soldiers brought by Zulong!
Those who are still in Liaodong now simply cannot resist the 400,000-strong army of Daqin! Not to mention the 400,000 army, even if it is 200,000, 150,000, Huang Taiji can't resist.
Even, in the anticipation of winning and leaving, the two armies snatched Hauge and Dordor in front of the battle, which was very likely to completely deter the forces that Huang Taiji was not easy to pull up.
This kind of stable victory situation visible to the naked eye, winning and leaving is not too much to say on the point general's stage
Of course, strategically despising the opponent still needs to be paid attention to tactically.
This is also the reason why the 400,000 troops were directly drawn from the win.
On the other side, after Chongzhen received the order to win and leave, he immediately said to the torturer of Jinyiwei: "Although Er and others are the first to be factory officials, there should be people who are proficient in execution!" "
"Are any of you who will be punished by a thousand cuts?"
When the several Jinyiwei around Chongzhen and the fans of the East and West Factory heard this, they all flinched.
This is a thousand cuts, but how can everyone know the work of a craft?
It's just that the emperor's order is difficult to violate, and he doesn't dare to talk nonsense and deceive the monarch, one of them replied: "Back to the emperor, Ling Chi's craft, the small ones have only heard of it, but they have never done it personally, so the small ones don't know much!" "
Seeing a look of disappointment on Chongzhen's face, a lean man gritted his teeth
"Your Majesty, little Zhao Er, I have seen it before, and I am willing to give it a try!"
Chongzhen was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Good!" In fact, there is no demand for the punishment of delay in the law! "
"As long as you don't kill people with a few knives!"
"The Eighth Prince captured Hao Ge and Doduo, you just need to do your best, don't have two more on these people!"
Then, Chongzhen thought about it and said, "You wait a bit, you have an idea." "
Immediately, he sent Jin Yiwei to the city.
At the expense of the internal funds, he collected more than 500 ducks, smashed the door of the Zhongnan Furnace Duck Shop in the city, and ordered the shop owner to roast all the ducks and take them to Guangningmen.
He also ordered the imperial dining room to come to the gate of Guangning to prepare wine and food, as long as the amount was large, it must be enough for the soldiers defending the city to eat.
There are not many drinks, and each person has a small sip, just taste the taste.
After half an hour had passed, the ducks left over from yesterday's sale were already hot, and they were delivered first.
Chongzhen pointed at the duck and smiled at Zhao Er: "You can make this duck practice first, when the time comes, you will follow the Eighth Prince and them, and you will be able to slice that Jiannu like this duck!" "
Then he said to the other good torturers: "Wait and learn too!" "
"In the future, if you capture the big people in Jiannu alive, you will have to wait for them to come and execute!"
The implication was that he wanted to treat all the high-level Jiannu as if they were roast duck
"Haha, but there may not be such an opportunity in the future!"
Chongzhen looked in the direction of the Dian Jiang Tai from a distance, and said with a smile.
When Daqin's army set off.
Desheng Gate was surrounded by the swarming people.
These people are all soldiers who came to send Daqin to Liaodong and completely wipe out the great enemy for Daming!
Chongzhen was worried that a stampede would occur under the crowded people, so he ordered his subordinate Ma Xianglin to bring 1,000 people to maintain order.
As a result, the people of the capital found that these big-headed soldiers were different.
If it was before, if someone accidentally stepped on the feet of these Qiu Ba Masters, they would probably be slapped and scolded in the face.
It's just that today is different, that is, when someone really stepped on it, these big-headed soldiers also seemed to have become the humble young man of the old Wang family next door, just grinning, as if nothing had happened.
If the naughty child accidentally breaks through the human wall they pulled up, there will also be soldiers behind to pick it up and send it back to the adult, most of them will instruct the adult: "And watch the child, don't hurt!" "
"I know that the children worship the ancestral dragon and the Eighth Prince, but don't worry!"
"Zulong and the Eighth Prince, they will soon return from a great victory!"
If he is stupid, he still only has that kind smile, as if overnight, the original Qiu Ba masters have become stupid.
Because these hills are kind, the people are willing to cooperate, and although the crow-cloven Desheng gate is crowded, it does not appear chaotic.
The sun grew higher, and Chongzhen, who was standing on the city tower, looked gratefully at the long dragons formed by the soldiers of the 400,000 Great Qin.
Jinyi Wei Zhao Er was also under Chongzhen's order and followed the army towards Liaodong.
Inside the small imperial court of Jianzhou in Liaodong.
Huang Taiji's whole person slumped on a chair covered with mink, and his body did not seem to have the slightest strength.
The whole person was like a funeral, and his face was dark.
The scene of Gui Hai finally going and returning, and capturing Hao Ge in front of him, flashed in Huang Taiji's mind.
Huang Taiji knew exactly what that meant.
This meant that Daming's side could eliminate an assassin like Gui Hai Yidao at any time and easily take his Emperor Taiji's life.
But now the Daming side did not use this simplest method to disturb the order in Liaodong.
"It seems that it is really the resurrection of Qin Shi Huang!"
"He wants to directly send troops to conquer the land of Liaodong!"
"Chongzhen that little child, it is impossible to have such courage!"
"Alas..."
Huang Taijihun couldn't raise the slightest idea of resistance.
But it's a pity that the words that the four ghosts of Xiangxi said when they were leaving, which made Huang Taiji completely reject the idea of leading the neck to kill.
Because he wasn't sure if those Houjin people in Shengjing would survive after he was killed.
After all, he knew very well in his heart how much hatred his Houjin clan had with Daming.
Just as the soldiers of Daqin marched unimpeded towards Liaodong, Huang Taiji's side finally gathered all the garrison forces of Shengjing under the advice of his few remaining sons, and at the Liaodong Pass, Chen Bing was less than 200,000, waiting for his final fate.
Time passed quickly, and the soldiers of Daqin hardly stopped along the way except for eating and sleeping.
Finally, in the early morning of the eleventh day, he arrived at the pass of Liaodong.
Yingli and Zulong and others who led the team also clearly saw the army assembled by Huang Taiji guarding the pass.
Without any hesitation in winning, he directly ordered the people to take Haug and Dordor to the front of the two armies.
Haoge, the eldest son of Huang Taiji, was like a mad dog dying, but in the end he could not escape this calamity, and was escorted by the soldiers of Daqin and the fans of Jinyiwei to the execution platform temporarily set up in front of the two armies.
Yingli looked at Hauge, who was constantly struggling, and said with a smile: "How is it?" "
"It doesn't taste good to wait for death, does it?"
"But don't worry, this is just the beginning, enjoy it slowly!"
After speaking, the man took out the rag blocked in Haoge's mouth, and said to Zhao Er, a strong man with a hundred and ten ducks: "Let's execute!" "
That Zhao Er hurriedly saluted back, "Obey the order of the Eighth Prince!" "
Then, Zhao Er called out to the two companions, first stripped Haoge's clothes, and then tightened a fishing net on Haoge's body.
When the flesh on Haoge's body was bulged by the fishing net, Zhao Er took out a lot of guys from the bag on his body, but did not move the knife, but said to the two next to him: "Brother, and unload this fang's jaw, lest he bite his tongue and commit suicide!" "
The two people next to him stepped forward to remove Haoge's chin, and at this time, Zhao Er took an extremely small knife and smiled viciously at Haoge: "Dog Jiannu, uncle is a big girl sitting in a sedan today, the first time!" "
"If there is anything that is not thoughtful..."
"You just endure it!"
"Anyway, you're dead today!"
Haoge's jaw was removed, and he couldn't speak, but his eyes widened, constantly struggling desperately, and his desperate eyes looked straight in the direction where Huang Taiji was, and a 'ho-ho' sound came out of his mouth, similar to a dumb shout.
That Zhao Er also ignored it, and only cared about cutting from the left chest.
Each piece of flesh was the size of a fingernail, and at first it was covered with flesh and blood.
At the back, there was no skin but flesh, only blood was missing.
It is this skill that Zhao Er has practiced with hundreds of roast ducks.
Every time he cut ten knives, Zhao Er stopped and shouted.
After hundreds of knives, Hauge no longer had a piece of good meat on him.
At this time, it was noon, so Zhao Er stopped and poured rice soup into Hao Ge to prevent him from dying at once.
Before the Liaodong Pass, Huang Taiji was already blinded and desperate to command his men to attack, but the fear in his heart made him open his mouth several times, but he could not speak
As for Win Li and the others, they were sitting in front of the Great Qin Army, and they didn't care about Huang Taiji's reaction at all.
Knowing that the attack was useless, Huang Taiji used all means to appease the 200,000 army that was hard to pull, and he still dreamed of seeing the victory of the mourning soldiers.
If his vision can kill people, presumably Huang Taiji will definitely be willing to use his vision to kill Yingli and Zulong seventeen or eight times.
In fact, the Eighth Prince, who was sitting in front of the Great Qin Army, did not feel good if he won away.
In my previous life, as an ordinary office worker, it was no problem to stay up late and work overtime.
It would be a bit excessive to let him see Ling Chi up close.
You can't expect a guy who usually hasn't even killed a chicken to look at the scene Ling Chi lightly, after all, he is not a psychopath, and no one will like this.
It's just that Hao Ge Lingchi's will is won away from himself, that is, how to tumble in the stomach at this time, and only forcibly endure.
Seeing noon, Hauge finally couldn't be tortured and died happily.
Subsequently, Zhao Er did the same and gave Doduo farewell!
I don't know if Zhao Er has been skilled in his craftsmanship after bidding farewell to Hauge, and from noon, Doduo has been pinned until it gets dark at night.
Then, Zhao Er returned to Ying's life and knelt down: "Eighth Prince of Qizhuo, that Jiannu has been tortured, and he has already died!" "
"The little craftsmanship is not refined, Nahauge only cut more than 1,200 knives, and Dodor only has 2,321 knives, I hope His Highness forgives his sins."
At this time, Yingli had already begun to scold his mother, and he felt that his current stomach was no longer his own.
Specially looking at the Daqin soldiers whose faces did not change at all, Ying Li took a deep breath and secretly hypnotized himself: "His Highness is for the people of Kyushu!" "
"His Highness is here for them not to be slaughtered!"
"Your Highness, it is to avoid that Sichuan will not be uninhabited for thousands of miles, and tigers will go everywhere!"
"It is to avoid the three slaughters of Jiading, the ten days of Yangzhou, the slaughter of XX, and the slaughter of XX!"
"And the Datong miserable situation where there are only five people left!"
"And those crimes that His Highness does not know about Jiannu, His Highness is not wrong! The wrong thing is to build nu! "
After comforting himself in this way, Win's slightly livid and hideous face looked better.
Forced to endure the feeling of wanting to vomit, won away: "It's okay! "
"It's just that this dog slave died too much!"
"You need to practice more, don't let Jian die so quickly in the future!"
Yingli shouted to Huang Taiji, who was almost fainting not far ahead: "Dog slave, you are waiting for His Royal Highness!" Don't die too soon! "
Huang Taiji didn't have the courage to scold back, but just shouted to Yingli: "You are the eighth prince of Daqin, right, if His Royal Highness the eighth prince is willing to return my son's corpse and let Ben Khan bury it properly, Ben Khan is willing to surrender!" "
"How?!"
Yingli smiled and said: "Wait for Jiannu, no faith, no righteousness, no credibility!" "
"His Highness knows that you have also held the people of Liaodong hostage, and His Highness will send troops to rescue you!"
At this time, there was a horse coming from the north, seeing that it should be Jiannu, and did not pause, straight into the Emperor Taiji army.
Zhong Jiannu knew that this person was the brother of Manggultai, who remained in Shengjing, Derge.
Derg quickly rushed to Huang Taiji's body, rolled the saddle and dismounted, and said: "Great Khan, the slave has a hundred thousand urgent confidential reports. "
Huang Taiji saw that if he did not return Haoge's corpse, it would be futile to attack the city, so he could only rest his mind and stand still, just looking at Yingli and the Daqin soldiers behind him with desperate and extremely angry eyes.
To win and leave is to directly order the attack.
The 400,000 mighty and majestic soldiers of the Great Qin directly crushed the 200,000 old, weak, sick and disabled led by Huang Taiji with the momentum of destroying the decay.
The victory that Huang Taiji dreamed of was obviously impossible to achieve!
Win Li looked at the crushing without suspense, and his heart had drifted to the Western countries.
Looking at the beheaded Jiannu on the battlefield, a very critical question suddenly came to mind in the victory.
That is the West at this time, which is really the largest cesspit in the world.
The biggest worry now is that when the time comes, it will win against those Western countries, but it will be infected by the diseases derived from those dirty places.
To give the simplest example, Daming casually find a place, randomly find a small village to come out, it is unlikely to see those yellow and white things everywhere in front of the house and behind the house, even the garbage will not see much, after all, in addition to living by yourself, there are neighbors, if you don't want to be pointed at behind your back, it's better to be clean.
However, in the West at this time, let alone villages, even those nobles who lived in castles, the situation of skimming large strips at will was everywhere, especially in the French capital, the city that burned a nunnery, and the city called the romantic capital, is actually a Xiangcheng...
Since the Roman Empire, residents of Western cities have liked to dump feces and urine directly from the window, but during the Roman Empire, there were special cleaning personnel, and residents generally bathed, so it was better than the later West.
But in the medieval West, there were no special sweepers, layer after layer of manure was poured on the streets, in the rivers of the city...
Even England, which has been at odds with France countless times, is no better.
England did build latrines and sewers earlier, but they discharged manure directly into the rivers that flow through the city.
And then due to too much feces, the tiny river soon began to slowly silt up...
For example, the River Fleet in London was responsible for collecting manure for centuries, and when the river finally stopped flowing, the River became Fleet Street.
As XXX said, there was originally no road in this world, and if there were many people walking, it would become a road, so those Xiang in the West were basically trampled into a road...
In Paris during this time, the decree stipulates that citizens are not allowed to dump filth from the upper floors during the day, only at night, but before dumping, they must first shout 'watch urine' to prevent unnecessary public security disputes...
In the older Middle Ages, it was possible to dump casually during the day and night, and whether it would squeak to wake up passers-by before dumping feces and urine depended on the quality and mood of the citizen.
The city of Paris has completely become one with the filth, the city wall is Xiangcheng, the ground is Xiangdi, and it may be cleaned up when there is a big change in the middle, but the general development process is like this.
On the edge of the market in almost every city, there is a spontaneous formation of dirty streets, such as Squat Butt Street, Thatched Alley, etc., and those who come to the market to rush to shop solve in the open on the street, even urinal pots and manure pits are saved.
For example, in the city of Troyes in the south of France, the name of this 'public toilet' street is Wood Street, and it is unfortunate that it is very close to the town hall.
The stink-plagued Troyes judges tried to legislate against people continuing to use Wood Street as an open-air toilet, only to spark a civil unrest.
A delegation led by a textile master immediately went to the city hall to protest the judges' violation of basic human rights!
The spokesman of the delegation declared: "Our fathers raked there, and now I rake there, and my children will go there to rake!" "
Finally, the troubled judges had to admit:
The citizens of Troyes are born with the right to defecate in the open!
And the Western barbarians do not give strength when it comes to solving hygiene, but in some places they show enough cleverness, for example, the women of Xiangdu step on their feet
Wooden shoes with thick wooden soles, ranging from more than ten centimeters to half a meter, walk on the street as if on stilts, not affected by the ground at all.
In some of the top nobles and high-ranking priests who pay attention to it, naturally they will not do it casually in the house like ordinary people, and it is OK to turn it under the soil with a shovel after everything, they have toilets.
Moreover, it is a special toilet set up near the living room, and it is elegantly and comfortably furnished, because the word toilet is a bit indecent, it is vaguely called 'private room', 'comfortable place', 'necessary place' or 'prayer room'...
The great French 'Sun King' Louis XIV, in order to solve the problem of defecation everywhere at Versailles, the Louvre and the Palace of Fontainebleau.
There is only one way, and that is to move in turn, move once a month, and arrange for servants to clean one place while the nobles are in the trough.
In short, the French after the Middle Ages and the Renaissance have always been the dirtiest and least hygienic sloppy ghosts in the West.
Even in the glorious Palace of Versailles, sewers, toilets and baths were not originally designed...
And the most worrying thing about winning away is precisely this situation.
As we all know, this kind of filth to the extreme environment, the most likely to breed ferocious diseases.
What Win Li was most worried about was that the germs carried by those Western barbarians would be transmitted to the soldiers of Daqin.
"This is really a very critical factor!"
"If this is not solved, there may be a big problem!"
Winning centrifuges pondered countermeasures.
In addition, there is a more important reason, that is, Westerners at this time do not have the habit of bathing.
Not only romantic capitals, but all other capitals are all like a bird, and you can not bathe without bathing.
In many cities, there are large public bathing facilities, similar to social welfare, even if the interior is luxuriously decorated, civilians can still go to these facilities for free, or spend very little money
Therefore, during the Roman Empire, the people were generally cleaner and liked to be clean, after all, the comfort after bathing was a natural feeling of human beings.
But with the destruction of the Roman Empire, the Western continent fell into the division of princes, and the once prosperous public bathing facilities were not only destroyed, but even the pipes for bathing people, boiler technology were gradually lost, and Western cities fell into a situation where there was no bath to wash.
If it's just that, after all, boiling water in your own home to take a bath or simply jumping into the river to wash can also make people's bodies fresh and clean.
The key is that the disease that worries the most is also the disease that kills the most people in the entire history of the world!
Black death!
The Black Death that swept across the Western continent, the origin of the God's whip Mengyuan army, which terrified the entire West, used trebuchets to throw the corpses of decaying and diseased soldiers into Jiafa City when attacking the 'City of Kafa', so that the merchants who controlled the city fell into the shadow of the Black Death.
In a short time, the plague was rampant, and the Meng Yuan people who started the Yong found that things had become bigger, and even their own side was affected, and simply patted their asses and ran away.
The Mengyuan people can run, but where can the Yiduli people in Jiafa City run?
Where to run for 'Black Death' people with vicious sores and decomposing corpses with black-purple skin?
After contracting the Black Death, he will die in just three or five days, and those who are lucky enough not to be infected, taking advantage of the retreat of the Mengyuan people, quickly got on a few sailing ships, and wanted to return to the motherland, but the fleas and rats that spread the Black Death have climbed on these ships with them...
At this time, the news that the city of Jiafa was shrouded in the Black Death had already made the people of the Western continent panic, and no country dared to receive these fleets and not allow them to set foot in their own territory.
These sailboats were adrift in the Mediterranean for a long time, and some people died, most of them all dead, floating alone at sea, which Westerners at the time called 'ghost ships'.
It would be fine if all the people on these ships died at sea, but God does not seem to favor believers in the West.
In October 1347, the only remaining ship was in Sicily, Italy
The port of Messina, they bought off the local governor with money and declared that they did not suffer.
The locals were not fools, and as soon as they landed, they inspected the boats, which, according to normal terms, would burn all the things on these boats, but some rats had already taken the opportunity to climb ashore along the cables.
Within a week of the ship's landing, a massive outbreak of the Black Death broke out in Sicily, which immediately spread inland and swept across the whole of Yiduli!
Mike, a monk who survived at the time, recorded what he saw and heard about every person infected with the Black Death, and the friends and relatives he had contacted, and even those who carried him to the grave, would soon follow in his footsteps.
If there is such a situation in Daming, even if it is won and left now, there is really no good way to solve it!
The main thing is that there is not enough energy!
And in the West, where barbers work part-time doctors, with bloodletting as the main means of treatment, there is simply no other way but to pray to God.
If prayer works, what else do doctors do?
Although it is said that professional things should be left to professional people, what should I do if there are no professional people?
The Central Plains Dynasty has had such an official institution as a tai hospital since ancient times, although it is not necessarily called this name, but thousands of years later, the official tai hospital and folk doctors have long developed a mature medical system, as early as the Three Kingdoms period began to ponder craniotomy.
After the end of the Roman Empire, the Holy Roman Empire that took over was neither strictly holy nor Roman, let alone called an empire.
The perfect urban public facilities of the ancient Roman Empire have been lost, no one cares about what drainage system or public health conditions, even the medicine that can affect a people has been declared finished.
At this time in the West, the profession of a doctor belonged to the side business of a barber, or the two were simply silly and indistinguishable, and this influence even affected the barbershops of later generations.
Many people have seen the three-color lamppost in front of the barbershop, which has three colors of red, blue and white, and the reason why these three colors are chosen is not because it is eye-catching or for other reasons, but because red represents arteries, blue represents veins, and white represents gauze.
In other words, the tricolor lamp represents bloodletting!
Because when the barber is a part-time doctor, the main treatment is bloodletting.
Further development, basically that is, a headache to heal the head, a sore foot to heal the foot, and cut it off if the cure is not good, in this case, those barbarians in the West still think that they can get rid of the Black Death?
The end result was that when the Black Death broke out, every day at dusk there would always be people pushing wheelbarrows, ringing bells in their hands and shouting "Collect the dead bodies!" "
Then families would open the doors, carry the dead to their cars, and push them outside the city to be burned or buried.
Monk Mike watched the 'boils' on the sick become the size of walnuts, eggs, and goose eggs, and watched them die.
Later, even the corpse pits outside the city could not fill so many corpses, so the corpses could only be scattered and discarded, the scene was miserable, and more and more people believed that this disaster was God's punishment for the world.
Not only in the north of Yiduli, but also in the northern part of Yiduli, the plague also reached the capital of the Byzantine Empire - Constantinople with the Italian Black Sea route.
The two commercial cities of Genoa and Venice were also struck by the plague, although Genoa blocked the port and refused any foreign ships.
Then the French port of Marseille accepted a ship that was rejected by Genoa, and the Black Death came to France again.
A great plague, if it cannot be controlled in the initial stage, when its scope expands, it is almost a disaster that can no longer be prevented.
As long as a person with the Black Death virus enters a city, it will not take a few days, no matter how prosperous the city is, it will become a dead city, Milan, Turin, Verona, Florence and other prosperous and rich cities, all step into such disasters.
Everywhere the Black Death went, food was scarce, prices were soaring, morals were corrupted, families were broken, churches collapsed, governments collapsed, and the end of the world was imminent.
In such a calamity, countless people hide themselves in their houses and starve to death, abandoned by their loved ones, and feel that God's demise is imminent and enjoy themselves.
Social ethics completely collapsed, all human order completely dissipated, even if you kill someone on the street, most of the time no one will stop it, only hide behind the gaps in the doors and windows, quietly pay attention to the outside world, if you can still find a living person on the street.
All human resistance, in the face of the Black Death, became a joke.
No matter how elite the army, no matter how holy the monarch, no matter how devout the believers of God, in the face of the Black Death, they are just a group of rotting corpses, and the plague spreads faster and faster in the West.
In just ten years, the entire Western continent has been enveloped by the Black Death, and all disputes between human nations have disappeared, replaced by fear shrouded in this darkness.
The disaster lasted for a long time, and many countries and regions, such as Smolensk, died in 1386 with only 5 people left!
One-third of the Western continent, about 25 million deaths, does not mean that only one-third of a place dies, but that 'in the areas where the Black Death was the outbreak, basically human beings died, and in the rural corners where the Black Death did not spread, the population of the West remained'.
Yiduli's famous book "Ten Days Talk" is a group of young men and women hiding in a country house to avoid the Black Death, telling stories to get by.
If it's just the plague, it's nothing, after all, people haven't died yet, and the plague will have a day in the past sooner or later, or it will be artificially eliminated or humans themselves will evolve antibodies, which is not a big problem.
The key point is that the Holy See jumped out at this time.
After the Black Death gradually disappeared, the Holy See began to vigorously publicize that the dirt on the human body was given by God to resist disease!
God knows how they thought of the bullshit saying that Yah would always give ash as a talisman, and the Western barbarians who were scared into dogs by the Black Death actually believed it without doubt...
I believe it because the Black Death is gradually disappearing, and at this time the Western barbarians just began to start not bathing, this dramatic coincidence made the barbarians think that not bathing can really resist the disease!
After believing it, the Western barbarians pioneered a theory:
Human bathing causes the pores of the body to open, allowing those toxic gases to enter the human body, so people will get sick and more likely to have the Black Death.
Ordinary Western barbarians are better, they really can't stand it or wipe it with a wet towel, the key is that those devout monks really set an example and thoroughly implement this set of propaganda of the church.
St. Abraham, St. Simon and St. Euprasia, why can these people add a holy word to their names and become saints in the West?
For Abraham insisted on not washing his face or feet for fifty years, and Mr. Simon allowed the worms to arch over his festering wounds and never cleaned until he died.
As for the great Lady St. Euphurasia, she presided over a convent and taught more than one hundred and thirty of the most devout nuns, strictly supervising them for the rest of their lives without bathing...
Thinking of this, just imagined it, I felt trembling all over, just imagine, no matter how delicate a beauty is, I don't bathe in my life...
For example, Agnès, the mother of King Henry IV of France, people really insisted on not bathing all their lives, and finally was canonized as a saint...
King Louis XIV of France, who ascended the throne in the eleventh year of Chongzhen, bathed every year in his country
The number of times is twice, and the rest of the time is basically to wipe your body with a dry towel.
If one were to look through the daily physical records made for him by Louis XIV's imperial physician, one would be shocked to find that Louis XIV himself bathed discreetly under the guidance of a doctor, bathing only once in the sixty-four years from 1647 to 1711...
This amazing record is still preserved today!
If the world has also always proceeded according to the original history, then Louis XIV is clearly inferior to Louis XV, who bathed only three times in his life!
One is the birth day, the second is the wedding day, and the third is the funeral.
In this case, the entire aristocracy of France, even the king, smelled like a beast, and the queen smelled like an old goat in summer and winter.
Including the first night right of the envy of countless people in later generations, at that time, it was more of a responsibility borne by the lord than a welfare and enjoyment...
Think of a teenage girl who has not bathed for more than ten years... Vomit......
Under the circumstances at that time, ordinary people did not pay money to the lord, the so-called king, and people were unwilling to fulfill the responsibilities of the lord, and those Westerners who lined up and waited for the lord to exercise the right of the first night before daring to take their daughter-in-law back to sleep had to prepare gifts and silver coins, begging the lord...
So those Euroblowing worldviews are really difficult to understand!
Their Ou Dad was nibbling on black bread mixed with stones when the people of the Central Plains Tangkou were eating steamed buns!
Their Ou Dad had to avoid the pickets of the Holy See when the soldiers of the Central Plains were visiting the Qinglou dashing!
Their Ou Dad scattered strips everywhere when the people of the Central Plains accused which family did not pay attention to hygiene, and successfully created the Paris Dung Ring City Defense Belt...
So those who want to travel through the Middle Ages to become knights and lords and kings so that they can get the right of the first night, or want to go to sleep with the princess or kiss Snow White, just go and see if the chickens in their pants want to work overtime or directly soft...
Why did Marco Polo's travelogue attract so many missionaries to the far East in search of a land of gold?
Is it really just because of gold everywhere?
I'm afraid, the yearning for good things that exists in human nature! That kind of heavenly description also takes up a lot of space, right?
And the missionaries are not effective in preaching, attracting not many people to believe, but only Xu Guangqi's bad seeds pretend to believe in religion because they have some of their knowledge, and the reason may not be that these missionaries do not bathe?
Without bathing, coupled with extremely unsophisticated hygiene, the whole West was rampant
It is not difficult to understand that there are fewer barbarians in later generations because these goods like to die, and the lack of people in the Middle Ages is completely the ancestors of these goods themselves who are dying.
As for why the barbarians who came to Daming, especially those laborers, why did their arrival not have any impact on Daming?
Theoretically, they have more people than a Mayflower can carry, right?
Why didn't the Central Plains Dynasty produce a great plague, especially similar to the Black Death, because of these barbarian missionaries or because of the arrival of these laborers?
The reason is very simple, because the Central Plains Dynasty itself is not a good family, and the gameplay of throwing dead corpses to scourge water sources and so on has long been played by the Central Plains Tangkou!
As early as the Western Han Dynasty, the champion Hou Huo Qubing had already used this trick!
Since he has used this kind of damage trick to hang the people and preach the saint's teaching, then do you need to remind yourself to prevent others from using this trick to harm yourself?
As for the prevention and control of the plague, because the population density and several bloody lessons, the Central Plains has never relaxed!
Before winning away, I thought very well, that is, to capture those Western barbarians as slaves and build Daqin.
But now that I think about it, this is really a long way to go!
The first is that the base of the barbarians is too large, and if there are many prisoners, it is easy to produce chaos in management, and it is not so particular in terms of hygiene, which provides favorable conditions for the spread of bacteria.
Secondly, just after experiencing the war, there are even fewer doctors in Daming! Once something big happens, the doctors who have a few can't keep busy.
Moreover, the doctors in Daming did not know how to deal with the catastrophe of the Black Death!
There's no good way to win now!
At the very least, this plague can't be allowed to spread to the Daming homeland because of this batch of Cossack barbarians!
Even if the Black Death is not afraid, it must not be allowed to spread to Daming.
As soon as he thought of this, his eyes staring at the Western countries changed.
In the past, it was because of the hatred brought about by the invasion of the eight-nation coalition...
Now born as a human being, the 'fear' of the West that is dirty to the extreme!
"Nope!"
"It is necessary to intercept the Western barbarians who are coming to the Daming side at sea."
"I don't know how many of them came!"
"If there are too many people coming, if the people of Daming are infected, it will be really difficult to do!"
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