The money rat-tail braid behind the head is time to be cut off. When the battalions were gathered and heard Zhao Qiang's order to cut the braid, the Han soldiers had no psychological resistance to cutting the braids, because they had already cut the braids ten years ago, and now this braid just grew two years ago.

Wu Sangui led three armies to visit the Yongli Emperor's Mausoleum and vowed to the Northern Expedition. In advance, he summoned the generals and said, "I should wear the clothes of the old monarch when I bid farewell to him." He pointed to his head and asked the generals: "Did I have this hat in the first monarch?" He also pointed to his clothes and asked the generals: "Did I have this clothes in the first monarch? I, an old minister, will change clothes to worship the old monarch, and you will consider whether you should change clothes."

Since the founding of the Qing Dynasty outside the pass, a policy was established that all Han people captured or surrendered from the Ming Dynasty, Han officials and generals must shave their hair and change their clothes, and change their clothes to wear Manchu clothing. Otherwise, they will not obey the state and be disloyal to the Qing Dynasty, and they will be regarded as a traitor and will not be punished. In the Ming Dynasty, all Han people who have shave their hair and change their clothes to be rebellious and regarded as enemies. Wu Sangui took the lead in getting full clothes, changed to wear Han clothes, and regained their hair. The Wu army naturally followed suit. Zhao Qiang himself had cut off the braid behind his head with his own hands a few days ago.

However, ironically, after Wu Sangui changed his service, he went to the Yongli Emperor's Mausoleum to cry and sacrifice, and shouted at the top of his lungs, and was extremely sad. Zhao Qiang did not deny Wu Sangui's feat against the Qing Dynasty, but he was very dissatisfied with his behavior. You must know that Emperor Yongli was captured by Wu Sangui, and he personally ordered the secret execution. More than ten years later, he fell to the Yongli Emperor and cried bitterly. Where did he feel sad? Where did he cry?

Rather than saying that Wu Sangui cried Emperor Yongli, it would be more realistic to say that he was crying himself. He fought for the Qing Dynasty for most of his life, exchanged for a crown, obtained a land, and hoped to live in the world with a prosperous and prosperous city. Who would have thought that Kangxi could not withstand two tigers in one mountain, and insisted on letting him return to the outside of the pass in poverty. Returning to the outside of the pass meant that Wu Sangui would lose everything he had obtained and end his life. Moreover, at that time, what is his fate, and who can dare to protect his and his descendants' safety? Perhaps, in front of the Yongli Emperor's tomb, the tears that Wu Sangui shed contained his own anger, injustice, lament, and regret!

At that time, Wu Sangui cried too sadly, and his grief touched the national emotions of the three armies. Zhao Qiang, the former one, only thought that the court did not keep its trustworthiness and deprived them of what they had obtained. The Manchus suppressed the Han people and occupied their hearts. Who would still think of whom Emperor Yongli died? Occasionally, he would naturally blame the Qing Dynasty of Manchus. Therefore, when Wu Sangui cried, the three armies cried together, and he was determined to swear to be incompatible with the Qing Dynasty!

Of course, Zhao Qiang's subordinates wanted to cut their braids with the ones that were incomparable to the ones that were cut by the Wu army. At that time, more than 100,000 troops were all cutting their braids, but now there are hundreds of people. However, their momentum is not as good as before, but this nature is stronger than the past. What Zhao Qiang wants to cut is not only the braids, but also the breaking, and the complete break with the Qing Dynasty! Let these alien races know that from today on, they are no longer slaves under the Qing Dynasty, but iron-blooded men of Zhao Qiang's subordinates!

Anyone who is half-hearted, has a weak will, and is loyal to the thoughts of the Qing Dynasty will be cleansed!

The soldiers of the Han army helped each other to cut off their braids with quick hands and feet, but the Oroqen people and the strong men of all races were extremely frightened. Everyone showed fear on their faces. They didn't understand why these Han people asked them to cut off their braids. If they were discovered by the Qing army, it would be a serious crime to punish the clan!

Some strong men suddenly thought: Are these people actually the imperial army?

"Do you cut it?"

Zhao Qiang yelled three times in a row, but the crowd was not shaken at all. The strong men and Oroqen people just looked at him in horror. No one stood up with tactfulness, making Zhao Qiang's hope of buying horse bones fail.

Silent, silent, Shouyi City was quiet, and even those Rakshasa women who couldn't understand looked at the incredible scene in front of them very quietly. No one dared to say anything. They knew that the supreme commander of this fortress was angry.

"I've cut it, I've cut it all!"

At Zhao Qiang's instructions, Wu Si led a few people to hold down the three Oroqen people, and cut off their braids with a knife without saying a word.

"Brabbits, braids!"

Three Oroqen people grabbed their braids like crazy, cried and hugged each other, feeling sad. The expression made Zhao Qiang feel like in 1911, when the country launched a vigorous braid cutting campaign. In this national movement, many of the Qing Dynasty's remaining old men were forcibly cut off their braids by radical revolutionaries or progressive students. After the braids were cut, they looked like these men of all races in front of them, lost in their souls, in pain and grief.

Cut, you have to cut!

The actions of the three Oroqen people made Zhao Qiang more determined to cut off their braids. Only in this way can they follow them with their hearts. Otherwise, one day when facing the Qing army, these people will be the first to shake and the most unsafe hidden danger.

"If you don't cut your braids, just cut your head!"

"Leave your head without braids, leave your braids without braids!"

The orders with full murderous intent were passed down by the Han soldiers. Duncan, who was locked in the stone house, met the missionaries in a row. They didn't understand why these Tatar soldiers wanted to cut off their national symbolic braids. Don't they know that they would be beheaded if they cut their braids?

Madman, all madman!

Looking at Zhao Qiang who was roaring in front of the crowd in the distance, Duncan thought of this man as crazy. If his brain was clear, he would not have done such a crazy move. If the official knew about it, these people would have been executed.

"Do you cut it?"

The strong men of all races and Oroqen people were determined to be unwilling to cut their braids. The murderous order could not shock them. Zhao Qiang was angry and he was really popular. The best way to deal with the stubborn and unresolved people is to let them know what the consequences of the confrontation were.

Zhao Qiang asked Xu Ping to find Urlan and ordered him to cut all the tribesmen into a stick of incense, otherwise they would be killed.

Wuer Lai had never seen Zhao Qiang so angry. He was still immersed in the dream of wealth. He didn't understand why Zhao Qiang suddenly asked his tribe to cut his braids. He hesitated and looked at his tribes. Seeing that the tribes' eyes were all asking for it, Wuer Lai knew what they wanted to say to him. After thinking for a moment, he wanted to ask Zhao Qiang to cut his braids later. He allowed him to discuss with the tribes. He didn't want to just move his mouth, but the back of his head was suddenly pulled. Before he could turn his head, his braids were thrown to the ground. He fixed his eyes, and there was a big knife with a chilling chill behind his head, but the knife holder was Zhao Qian's guard Yan Qian.

"You must execute the orders of Lord Qianhu, otherwise, you will be the first one to die!"

Yan Qian did not hide his murderous intent. As long as Zhao Qiang said a word or even a look, he would cut Ur under the knife.

"Mr. Qianhu, I'll go and ask the tribesmen to get their braids out, I'll go now!"

The situation in front of him was very clear. If he hesitated, he would probably be so angry that Zhao Qiang would never care about using him to sacrifice his sword and killing the chicken to the monkey. Ur was a smart person. His intelligence saved his life in the past. Now, he must save himself wisely. For a braid, he would not sacrifice the lives of men in the whole clan, nor would he shatter his dream of getting rich.

Under Urlan's strict order, although the Oroqen people were unwilling, they could only obey the orders of the patriarch. For them, the court was a distant existence, and the patriarch was the most realistic leader. Although they wanted to be loyal to the court, they had to listen to the orders of the patriarch. With dissatisfaction and anger, the Oroqen people trembled one by one and cut off their braids.

"Do you cut?"

Wu Si led a team of people to the men of all races who were still watching. After getting a negative answer, he pointed to several people: "You, you, you! Come out!"

With such a fierce and murderous formation, the several powerful men who were named to the name naturally understood what it meant to let them go out. They retreated back in fear, but were pulled out by the Han soldiers.

"Ask again, cut or not?"

A strong man shouted almost begging for mercy: "Master Baihu, if you cut your braids, the court will regard us as rebellion and kill us!"

"Sir, you can't cut it!"

The men who pulled out cried and screamed, hoping that Wu Si would let them go back.

Wu Si had a blue face, glanced at the few people in disgust, and waved his right hand: "Cut it!"

In an instant, several sabers were raised, and without waiting for the young and strong men to beg for mercy again or they regretted it, they chopped them down on their necks.

"Puchi"

As the blood splattered, the four heads rolled to the ground.

The crowd was in a stir, but no one dared to scream, let alone move around, because around them, the muskets, spears, and bows were aimed at them.

"Leave braids without leaving your head, leave your head without leaving your braid!"
Chapter completed!