All the hair around his head was shaved off, leaving only the hair in the center of his head, about the size of a palm. The hair in the center was braided and hung down, resembling a rat's tail.
The saying goes that this hairstyle looks like a monk from the front, a girl from the back, and terrifying from the side.
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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Pig's Tail
Seeing Shi A and Lin Yang's hairstyles, Cai Yan almost burst out laughing. But quickly, she subconsciously touched her own hair. Thankfully, it was still there. Then, she went to the stream and began to examine it.
"Phew, thank goodness, thank goodness, I'm not one of them," Cai Yan said with a look of relief.
"Alas, I really can't understand where all the courage and spirit of these men has gone. How could they be ruled by the barbarians? Have all the heroes among the Han people become extinct?" Shi A frowned as he looked at his hair.
Then, with a gentle wave of his right hand, a perfectly shiny bald head was freshly made. Looking at his bald head, Shi A couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.
Seeing this, Lin Yang followed suit, and another bald head appeared. Then he said, "Sigh, you can tell from this hairstyle that people with backbone are probably extinct."
Although the Manchu Qing dynasty's policy of "keep your hair or lose your head" was extremely barbaric, bloody, cruel, and inhumane.
However, it must be said that it was quite ingenious. It directly achieved the effect of forming a united front in a roundabout way.
Who are my people? Those with pig tails are all on my side.
Who are the enemies? Anyone who doesn't want to be a pig's tail can be killed directly.
"Hey, this time I'm going to thoroughly research the history of this world and see what really happened!" Shi A said with determination.
For Shi A, a proud and independent Han Chinese who had always lived in the main world, the fact that all Han Chinese had fallen into such a state was truly unacceptable. Had the Han Chinese of this world been subjected to some kind of sabotage?
"Alright, don't be angry anymore. We can just ask someone about this. By the way, I think we can hear the sound of weapons clashing over there. Let's go take a look and we'll find out." Lin Yang pointed to the right and said calmly.
Upon hearing this, the two nodded and set off immediately. No one spoke during the journey, making the atmosphere quite somber.
However, this is normal. How could Han people, especially true Han people, not be proud? Falling from the heights to the depths is bound to elicit some reactions.
...
There were hundreds of Qing soldiers on the outskirts of the area. Most of these soldiers were armed with broadswords and wore no armor; their equipment was very rudimentary.
However, in Lin Yang's perception, these Qing soldiers all possessed cultivation, albeit at a very low level. They were probably even less powerful than the militia of the main world. But this was enough to demonstrate that the military strength of this world was certainly not weak.
Surrounded in the very center by the Qing army were five or six severely wounded heroes. These heroes, wielding broadswords, formed a circle around each other. Clearly, they had no chance of escape.
Moreover, the Qing army's reason for surrounding them without attacking was probably to exhaust their strength and prevent a last-ditch counterattack.
According to Lin Yang's perception, these people's strength was about that level, roughly equivalent to the Great Acquired Stage, the Perfect Acquired Stage, or the Early Stage of the Innate Stage.
Seeing this, Shi A frowned, then transmitted his voice secretly, saying, "These people are fighting with the imperial troops, so they're probably not rebels, but they're pretty much. Even so, they still have those pig-tail hairstyles, which is really..."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yang was at a loss for words.
That's true. You've already rebelled, and the government troops have surrounded and suppressed you. If you're caught, your entire family will definitely be executed. Since things have come to this, and you have no way out, why don't you shave off your queue? You've probably gotten used to it by now.
Whether they were government troops or rebels, they all wore pig tails. What else could it be but a habit? It can only be said that the Manchu Qing dynasty's policy of shaving heads and changing clothes was quite successful.
"Liu Datou, how dare you betray me? Aren't you afraid of the gang rules? That means three cuts and six holes!" The speaker was a burly man with three obvious knife wounds on his body. In his hand, he held a broadsword, which was stained with blood.
One of the wounds was on his back, the deepest of the three. It looked as if he hadn't been there at all. Judging from the sight, it was easy to guess that this wound was most likely the result of a sneak attack by Liu Datou.
Upon hearing "three cuts and six holes," Liu Datou's pupils visibly contracted, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
Then, looking at the layers of Qing soldiers protecting him, he grinned menacingly and said, "Haha, what Hongmen, what Three Knives and Six Holes? After today, I will be an official. Then, you will only suffer in hell."
"Liu Datou, you're a member of the Hongmen, a seventh-rank master in the martial arts world, and quite a figure. Why would you suddenly defect to the Qing army? Aren't you afraid of having your whole family killed after the officials leave?"
"Haha, Hongmen, this time the imperial court has specially sent many important figures. Soon, there will be no more Hongmen. Besides, who told you I was only a lower-level seventh rank? Now, I am already a middle-level sixth rank." As he spoke, a crimson true energy emerged. It transformed from the longsword into a blade of energy, directly attacking the burly man.
"True Qi manifests in form, this is the innate stage, you've broken through!" the burly man exclaimed in surprise.
"Go! Go! These people are all traitors from the Hongmen, they've all done a great service!" Liu Datou ordered.
Then, the surrounding Qing soldiers all attacked at once. With over a hundred men working together, it was quite easy to surround and wipe out a few wounded Hongmen rebels.
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With a soft snort, everyone on the field suddenly felt their legs go weak and they sat down on the spot. Neither the Qing soldiers with shallow cultivation nor Liu Datou, who had already entered the Innate Realm, had the slightest power to resist.
"A top-tier expert! A single voice was enough to render me powerless. This must be a top-tier expert!" Liu Datou said with some fear.
In this world, masters are divided into three tiers and nine ranks. These are the upper three ranks, the middle three ranks, and the lower three ranks. Those who possess the cultivation of the upper three ranks are all renowned masters.
These masters are all as noble as dragons in the sky, so why would they suddenly bother someone as insignificant as me?
"May I ask which esteemed sir has come? I am Liu Datou, and I am currently a subordinate of Bai Siwen, the Assistant Minister of Guangzhou." Liu Datou clasped his hands in a fist and bowed loudly.
He could only hope that the name of his new master, Lord Bai Siwen of the Han Army Banner, would save his life.
Speaking of which, his master was quite an extraordinary person. It was said that he was originally a bannerman of the Han Chinese army. Later, he even traveled to various European countries. After returning home, he wrote a book introducing the European countries, but what was it called again? Liu Datou thought for a long time but couldn't remember.
Anyway, this master is very powerful.
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Chapter Twenty-Eight: What kind of dynasty is this?
However, in the next instant, two men and a woman appeared in front of him. Before he could even look at the men, his attention was already drawn to the woman.
Although the woman was wearing a veil, obscuring her face, based on Liu Datou's years of experience with women, he was certain she was a stunning beauty of exceptional quality. Moreover, it seemed she was still a virgin. He wondered which beast would ultimately benefit from her.
However, just as Liu Datou was about to continue observing, he heard a muffled groan. Then, his internal injuries flared up, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.