As Li Zicheng's trusted general, Liu Zongmin led the vanguard and was the first to arrive beneath the walls of Great Ming's capital.
Just as he was about to send a few brothers to scout the situation, he heard what sounded like pig-slaughtering screams from atop the walls.
But Liu Zongmin, who had killed countless people, quickly concluded that no one was slaughtering pigs in celebration. Someone was suffering cruel torture.
"Damn it! What the hell is Great Ming doing? Zhang Laowu, take a few sharp brothers and investigate. Report back to me immediately."
At that moment, atop the city wall, Xiongba tossed a barely human figure to the ground and said coldly, "I thought you had more backbone than this. Yet you couldn't endure even a brief moment."
The other civil and military officials of Great Ming shuddered at the miserable sight of the men.
This brute was far too savage. He had actually crushed a man's bones inch by inch. Look at Minister Li over there—his leg bone had only been crushed, yet he had already passed out from pain three times.
Chongzhen Emperor, however, had a gleam in his eyes and felt deeply satisfied. From the history books, he had learned that these men would all eventually betray Great Ming. Even now, they had likely already established contact with the rebel army outside the city.
Casting a furtive glance at the expressions of the other officials, Chongzhen Emperor forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart. Once the rebels and Jiannu had been dealt with, this foul and chaotic court would need a thorough cleansing as well.
After the rebel army outside the city had eaten lunch, they began shouting insults at the walls, casually hurling out a stream of filthy abuse and cursing Chongzhen Emperor's ancestors