128 City Down [Part I]

The winter sun shines with thousands of golden strands, but there is no wisp of warmth. On the dock, the cold river wind kept roaring, like thousands of souls crying. The water of the Yangtze River roared and angrily rolled up the blood of countless revolutionaries last night and passed away.

Jin Zhaolong shuddened like an ordinary person and walked to the wharf of the Fourth Official Hall. From afar, he saw a ant-like person surrounded by the distant wharf. He was squeezed and stretched out his neck, and the ground seemed to be looking at something lively.

At this time, Feng Guozhang and his party rolled up from Jin Zhaolong as if they were beating Ma Feng. He quickly piled up the crowd to the foot of the wall to give way, and was still pulled by the two braids whistling from the dog's legs, but no one noticed that he was the one who broke into Liu Yuan to save Ma Rong.

Jin Zhaolong lowered his head and hesitated in the blink of an eye. He had already gathered a large group of people. He went to the dock and followed the crowd to see the fun. There were hundreds of onlookers. Behind a group of people, some had long necks, some were shrinking their necks, and some were stomped their hands and feet. Jin Zhaolong felt very unentered. Suddenly, he heard someone's low voice floating into his ears, "Isn't this the son of the Ma family? The child of the second grandmother of the Ma family.

"What?" Jin Zhaolong picked it up in surprise and squeezed sideways into the crowd. I thought, it can't be Ma Rong, can it?

"Whether it is Mr. Ma or Mr. Niu, if he dares to rebel, the fur bag is his end." The Beiyang soldiers guarding here looked happy. When they saw that everyone looked at him in horror, they spoke more and more proudly and loudly, "The little guy doesn't want to die, just don't want to die. They have to be killed by the whole Ma family and kill the nine clans. How about now? Even if the Ma family has gold and silver mountains, it's useless.

"Is there anything that money can't do?" A bold person gently echoed.

"This is a rebellion!" The Beiyang soldier heard it, made a beheading gesture, looked at him with contempt, and sneered, "This bandit is not a thing!" Give him a chance to reform, but he doesn't want it. He also said: The world in the Qing Dynasty is for all of us. You think: Is this human language? Lord Zhang tried his best to persuade him to reform himself. He refused to listen and was already angry. He also wanted to tickle the tiger's head, so he served him with the top ten tortures. Lord Zhang is a famous master of torture, and the Daluo immortals can't resist his torture. But this splash of bones is not afraid, and they say that people are not afraid of death or something... You say, who is not afraid of death? Crazy words are just crazy."

There was a scratch inside and outside the field, but no one picked up the words of this Beiyang soldier. Several Beiyang soldiers who were robbed also looked at each other in consters. If this was said in the area of Beizhili, people would definitely agree with it as a joke. But... Hankou is an evil family. The bandits are desperate and not afraid of death, and the reaction of the people is also so strange. The implied anger, the hatred for the Beiyang army, is like the river rolling, and the surging waves are beating against the bank and embankment, which may collapse at any time. The eyes of the Beiyang soldier who spoke suddenly stagnated, and his words stopped.

Jin Zhaolong sighed and sneered. He said in a voice so low that only he could hear in the crowd, "People are not afraid of death, but how can they be afraid of it?"

Jin Zhaolong squeezed into the front of the crowd and looked up to see that the flagpole was full of human skin stuffed with forage, which was shaken uneasily by the wind on the riverside. The fresh faces are the same as before, familiar comrades-in-arms who are no longer familiar. He looked carefully one by one and finally saw Ma Rong's skin. There are many scars on human skin, and it can be clearly seen how much inhuman torture they have suffered during their lives.

At this time, a Beiyang officer stood on Shi Dun and loudly announced the great treason of the revolutionaries, and the audience around him booed.

Jin Zhaolong only felt that his nose was sore. Thinking of the last conversation between Liu Yuan and Ma Rong and his silent hope, his heart suddenly became hot, and he only felt that the responsibility on his shoulders was heavier. Carrying out his unfinished will and carrying out the revolution to the end is the same as his original intention.

Suddenly, a teenager cried and said, "Brother, my good brother!"

He was desperate, and the people who were stunned with his hands rushed to the flagpole and cried loudly: "Brother! You...you have come to such a point... Brother, take revenge! Brother..."

The crowd was a burst of **, and the Beiyang soldiers guarding outside also found the abnormal movements in the circle of people, and a bright bayonet appeared. In an instant, they rose inside and outside the field. The people were driven back by the Beiyang soldiers with bayonets, giving up a larger inner circle.

Jin Zhaolong was almost squeezed down by the coaxed crowd, but he tried his best to open the surging crowd, squeezed over, hugged the crying teenager tightly with his hands, and covered his mouth tightly. The teenager struggled stubbornly in his hand, and Jin Zhaolong held him to death with his two arms.

"Don't die!" Jin Zhaolong shouted softly. He was not clear about the pain and anger of the teenager under his. His heart was just sour and hot, and he said to himself, "We're late... It's causing Yang Xia to fall... They won't die either!"

The struggling useless teenager could only stare roundly and look at a human fur bag swaying in the wind. Tears had already flowed all over his face.

"Go away! You splashers, who is making trouble? Damn it!" A group of Beiyang soldiers rushed to the place where they were scratching.

Jin Zhaolong dragged the teenager and squeezed him back. People almost consciously gave him a human alley, and more people came forward to block the way of Beiyang soldiers. Several inconspicuous people came to Jin Zhaolong and picked up the teenager.

Feng Guozhang also noticed the scratching here. Now he is very restless when he sees the wind blowing in Hankou. He sneered and pointed to Yaoyao, "It's too late to see. Ha! A group of unarmed mud legs, if they dare to rebel, they will be killed by me.

"Yes!" Zhang Lianfen said that blindly killing and bloody repression is not the way, but there is no better way? However, looking at Li Chun and several Beiyang generals, they also agree with Feng Guozhang's behavior. They also think that the killing is not bloody enough and not enough to suppress these splash people. Ma Rong's unyielding laughter suddenly appeared in Zhang Lianfen's mind, his firm eyes, and the unprovoked coldness in her heart. She squeezed out a smile and said, "They are unarmed. We really don't need to worry too much."

"I just don't like them!" Feng Guozhang's face was gloomy, "Damn it!"

Zhang Lianfen did not dare to interface any more, but a trace of hidden worry in her heart became more and more intense. It has to be said that after the Beiyang soldiers entered Hankou, they were a little nervous, like an inexplicable fear of the existence of the city.

"Wow!" With the long sound of a whistle, an armored passenger ship appeared at the end of the sky on the vast surface of the Yangtze River. The huge smoke window sprayed thick white smoke and dragged over the river. The increasingly advancing iron armored passenger ship clearly shows the arrogance of the rice flag of the old British Mansion.

Jin Zhaolong's unhappy depression was suffocated in his heart, and he was churning in his heart. Looking at the rice flag passenger ship that was slowly leaning towards the dock, I was stunned. Suddenly, I felt that someone behind me patted me gently. When I looked back, I saw a handsome young man holding a folding fan in the sun and frowned at him with melancholy.

Jin Zhaolong woke up in a dream. At first, he was confused. He almost thought that he had exposed his identity. He reached out and pressed the dagger on his waist and was ready to solve him. But seeing the handsome young man's familiar face, he calmed down with a trace of hesitation, and for a moment he couldn't remember to see him there. Take a closer look, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the handsome demon is not like a man. Looking down, there is no throat joint. It turned out to be a woman dressed as a man. It suddenly occurred to me that this man pretended to be a beauty was the daughter of Mr. Zhao in the Eight Business Gang, Zhao Youcheng's elder sister, the young grandmother of the Lin Hanlin family in Xiaogan, and Zhao Youyu, who did not have the wife of the garden house. Jin Zhaolong used to be in the old club. He often dealt with a group of old men of the eight major business gangs, and often met the shrewd and capable Zhao Youyu. Jin Zhaolong hesitated for a moment and said in surprise, "Yes... Sister Zhao!" He finally said such a name. He also listened to a lot of Zhao Youyu's gossip,

Lin Tiechang refused to admit this feudal marriage when he died, but now it is even more impossible.

What kind of feelings is it difficult for Zhao Youyu to stretch? Now she has metamorphed away from her original greenness and has a mature and charming charm. Everything around the world where Zhao Youyu is in has become so ugly and dirty, but her frowning is the most beautiful. But what kind of cruelty is this world? All kinds of unfortunate fates came to her, at the mercy of ruthless fate. I really don't know that in this world, I can't tolerate people having a little happiness. Jin Zhaolong looked at Zhao Youyu's beautiful and noble face, and his heart was full of regret and heartache. How to explain this unstoppable pain in this life.

Zhao Youyu frowned slightly, which seemed to have deep affection, and seemed to have a deep resentment, and a trace of heroic posture that had never been seen before. She just looked up and down at Jin Zhaolong and asked for a long time, "Long time no see. You are different from before. I heard that you are following Li Shuai to make a revolution now?

"I haven't seen you for five years." Jin Zhaolong couldn't help lowering his head. In the past, the gangster was a gangster in the underworld. Although he has been walking horizontally in Hankou, which seems to be beautiful, Zhao Youyu never even looked at him. Zhao Youyu said that he was very different from before, which made him ashamed of his glorious deeds in the underworld and proud of the revolutionary cause in front of him. Since his life has an ideal, fate and revolution are closely related to the country. Since his wasted time, he has been full of meaning since then. It is a kind of pride that he can hold his head high in front of people. This career can also win Zhao Youyu's different look. He couldn't help but have a trace of joy in the bottom of his heart. He swept away the sad eyebrows just now and said with a smile, "I'm also just following the general, not long after Wuchang's righteousness."

Zhao Youyu confirmed that Jin Zhaolong was really Li Xiang's person. He immediately grasped the current situation and whispered, "So you are here now to collect intelligence for Li Shuai? Is Li Shuai going to counterattack Hankou?

"No, please don't guess." Jin Zhaolong's heart trembled slightly. Without waiting for her to go on, he almost reflexively denied it and put an end to Zhao Youyu's random speculation on Li Xiang's military intentions. This beauty is by no means a vase. As soon as she met, she caught up his words and saw his intention to come here. However, even Zhuge Wuhou may not be able to see through Li Xiang's military intentions. The internal situation can't be said clearly in a few words, but it can't let her continue to guess. He looked around, and the noisy crowd was watching the foreign ironclad ship with the rice flag slowly approaching. He didn't notice them talking in a low voice, so he lowered his voice and said, "It's not convenient here. Let's talk over there."

Jin Zhaolong didn't wait for her to speak any more, and pulled her sleeves out of people.

Jin Zhaolong and Zhao Youyu were on the edge of the cluster of people. Looking at the overlapping backs on the vast dock platform, almost all the wandering wanderers in Hankou gathered here. Feng Guozhang forcibly summoned them to welcome the peace messengers of foreigners here, and looked at the high hanging people's fur bags.

Jin Zhaolong said, "Now Hankou is extremely peaceful. Beiyang military traitors are captled, and nothing can be done. Although you are a woman dressed as a man, I can still see you. Can't the Beiyang soldiers see you? You'd better not walk on the street."

Zhao Youyu's concern for him seemed to be a little annoying, and he kept looking at the colorful canopy built by Feng Guozhang to welcome the peace envoy of foreigners. The river wind keeps blowing, and her thin and thin body seems to be unsteady. She pulled her robe tightly, but said speechlessly, "Li Shuai has been away from Hankou for so long. Have you forgotten Hankou? Forget his responsibility? Forget the original intention of his revolution? The Beiyang army entered the city, and most of Hankou was burned to ashes. The foreigners also came back, and today's Hankou is going back to the same as before. The people of Hankou can only let them kill and bully, and still live the dark, endless and hopeless life. Such a misfortune, can I hide at home?"

"Your Zhao family is not an ordinary family, and the Beiyang army still dares not make trouble. You should always be safer when you hide at home. Jin Zhaolong also knew that she was still trapbing him. He hesitated for a moment and said, "You don't have to doubt it. The general did not expect that Wuchang would launch people like Zhang Jingliang to be the commander-in-chief of the civilian army, and Hankou would fall overnight. The general will definitely drive away the Beiyang army. Definitely!"

"What else do I have to hide?" Zhao Youyu smiled and said with a faint thought, "The Zhao family is an ordinary family, and it even provokes the eyes of the Beiyang army. Isn't it enough to explain what happened to my Fulin family? The world is in chaos, and there is no happy land.

"There is always hope." In fact, Jin Zhaolong is also thinking about this matter. They all know the tragic events that have happened one after another, but Zhao Youyu is too negative. Today, he remembered that Feng Guozhang summoned representatives from all walks of life in Hankou. At the Liuyuan night banquet, it was rumored that he was a foreign peace messenger to receive the wind. It was clear that it was a Hongmen banquet. He soon understood the other meaning of Zhao Youyu's words and said, "Tell Master Zhao not to go to Feng Guozhang's night banquet in Liu Yuan. Look at Feng Guozhang, he doesn't have the little scruples about the original general. Go, no one can imagine what will happen.

"You have to expect everything. Isn't it a fairy?" Zhao Youyu's thin shoulder trembled slightly in the wind, "But I'm a fish, and my father can't go."

Jin Zhaolong listened and said helplessly, "It's true. Hankou was half burned by Feng Guozhang. Who else would have a good impression on him? However, the Beiyang soldiers are strong, and there are many people who are coerced by him and give in. Zhang Jingliang rebelled in the battle. In addition to his loyalty, he also dared to rebel boldly when he saw that the Beiyang army was strong. Cai Fuqing and other leaders of business gentry were originally the grass on the wall, and the wind over there fell over there. Li Yuanhong was even more shameless and openly sang peace with the constitutional gentry in Hubei. Since Wuchang's righteous deeds, the blood shed by revolutionary lofty men has almost stained the Yangtze River. How can he agree to peace? Give up and continue the revolution?" Jin Zhaolong took a deep breath, and the depression in his chest was. The bigger worry in his heart has not been said: Li Xiang is very different from the strength of the Beiyang Army, and he is not qualified to attack Hankou at all. In fact, going south is no different from suicide.

Zhao Youyu knew his nature. Seeing that he was so anxious, he comforted him and said, "Don't be too suspicious. The people just helped you cover it up. What can't you say?

"I'm not talking about them." Jin Zhaolong frowned and said, "Hankou gentry and merchants can't do it. Previously, he fell into the well for the sake of profit, but now he hasn't turned to Feng Guozhang. Sister, I dare not forget the matter of Hankou at any time. I feel sorry for the commander-in-chief. The marshal is in Hankou, which is particularly difficult to sit!"

Although this is about a general gentry merchant in Hankou, Zhao Youyu's Zhao family is a big gentry merchant in Hankou, and she sounds a little ignorant. But what Jin Zhaolong said was all the truth. She had nothing to say, so she forced a smile and turned to the dock and said, "The iron wheel has docked, and the foreign consul is back... You should have something to do. Just go ahead and leave me alone. The lively momentum made by Feng Guozhang today is to show hypocrisy in front of foreigners. Good opportunity! There is no such convenient opportunity for people to come to this place.

"Nothing." Jin Zhaolong immediately denied it, but his eyes stared at the long ladder placed on the deck of the passenger ship, and his pupils almost shrank into a needle.

The river wind blew Ge Fu's silver hair, and he glanced at the whole wharf of the Fourth Official Hall on the deck. The Siguan Hall is a large wharf in Hankou, with a large number of shops. Before the Beiyang army entered Hankou, there were all kinds of art juggling here. Song inkstone, Mingci, golden chopstick jade bowls of the Qing Dynasty, gold eight-treasure screens and tan jade bottles were placed on the stalls. This is a trade port, and there are more imported goods from overseas. Red sandalwood glass crystal lamp, Belgian clock, copper Maitreya Buddha, snuff bottle, celebrity calligraphy and painting... It's really dazzling and has everything. Those Chinese artists who run the rivers and lakes, walk on the docks, and are as legendary as Western gypsies. They perform acrobatics with Chinese characteristics, and the onlookers cheered. In his consciousness, the big docks of those international port cities in Europe are just so prosperous. But now, because of a war, the prosperity has been blown away by the rain and wind.

There are clusters of people on the dock, but there is no bustling noise. It is quiet, weird and terrible. A pair of eyes focused on Ge Fu's body, cold and numb that he couldn't see his emotions. When the anger and resentment reached the extreme, there was no emotion.

Feng Guozhang led a group of Beiyang generals out of the canopy, raised his hand and shouted, "Play music!"

Breaking the silent pier with only the sound of wind and water, the Western bands invited by Feng Guozhang worked hard to play the tune of the famous "God Blessing Queen" promoted by Queen Victoria of the British Empire to the world.

Ge Fu stood up straight, and with a group of British foreigners behind him, he sang out of instinct and song: "GodsaveourgraciousQueen, LongliveournobleQueen, GodsavetheQueen: Sendhe rvictorious,Happyandglorious,Longtoreignoverus:GodsavetheQueen.Thychoicestgiftsinstore......”

A large group of Beiyang soldiers set up a neat guard of honor, and at the same time separated the Hankou people who forcibly invited foreigners to welcome the peace envoys. Feng Guozhang dared to gather a cluster of people, guarded against the assassination of the revolutionaries and found some ways, and the safety measures were in place.

Seeing Feng Guozhang shaking hands with Ge Fu and other foreign consuls enthusiastically, Jin Zhaolong wink at someone in the crowd. Immediately, a ragged little boy squeezed out of the crowd. Before several Beiyang soldiers could react, the little boy spread his feet and went straight to Feng Guozhang. A Beiyang soldier shouted loudly.

Feng Guozhang, Ge Fu and other foreign consuls all stopped talking and looked at the little beggar who came out of the cluster in consternation. Feng Guozhang's eyelids jumped. Out of this battlefield, he developed an intuition for dangerous instinct and shouted, "Come on! Stop him!"

Although the guarded Beiyang soldiers were puzzled, they immediately stopped in front of Feng Guozhang and others and formed a human wall. Several other Beiyang soldiers rushed forward and threw the little boy to the ground without mercy.

"Little beast, what are you running around for? I want to kill grandpa." A Beiyang soldier scolded with a gutter smile.

The little boy's head was pressed to the ground, and the sand stone rubbed his face, and blood came out. His childish voice responded, "The wicked who destroyed my family, go to hell!" His right hand quietly pressed a close button and connected the current of the rubber copper wire. Bang! There was a shocking explosion, and the sand and stones on the ground were rolled up and scattered by the airflow. The little boy was smashed to pieces, and several Beiyang soldiers who pressed the little boy were also dead. The shrapnel was mixed with flying, and more than a dozen Beiyang soldiers in front of Feng Guozhang and others were directly killed.

Feng Guozhang's face was gloomy and tried to get a trace of flesh and blood on his face, but a group of foreigners and Beiyang generals were in an uproar. Especially foreigners, at the end of the 19th century, the European social democratic revolutionary movement rose, and assassination was used as one of the means to promote the revolution, which was popular at that time. In particular, the Russian nihilists were angry at the autocracy, violence and corruption of the Tsarist government, and assassinated the Tsar and officials. Even the foreigners who have experienced such assassination have never seen the crazy assassination of the Chinese today. Human bombs are rare, and children's human bombs are unique.

The Chinese revolutionaries are so crazy! The corners of Ge Fu's eyes twitched slightly, took a breath of cold air, and his beard trembled. The people of Hankou in the distance were just cold, looking at them with no numb expression, and there was no scratching. But the resentment of hatred permeated the sky over Hankou, and it was so overwhelming that many foreigners couldn't breathe. Ge Fu really regretted returning to Hankou again. He had long seen that the people of Hankou had awakened, and the British Empire's semi-colonial rule over this nation-state had reached the end of day. In the new century of the global national democratic revolution, the Victorian era, which played "God Bless the Queen" around the world, has become a thing of the past. Yuan Shikai and Zhu Erdian wanted to join hands to kill the Chinese revolution. Now it seems that it is a little whimsics. I don't know how many difficulties, how dangerous and how many human bombs are waiting for him in this task in Hankou.

Feng Guozhang's black face swept his eyes coldly. The Beiyang generals and soldiers in the dock square of the big Siguan Hall immediately calmed down. Even those foreign consuls were deterred by his tiger. He coughed and only heard Jiang Tao patting the embankment, the river wind roaring, and the Beiyang sergeant. It's even more like an iron cast. For a long time, Feng Guozhang said gloomily, "Aren't the revolutionaries not afraid of death? Dare to do it, stand up if you have the guts, and don't involve the innocent.

The black muzzle of the Beiyang soldiers was aimed at the people, and there was a slight discussion in the crowd, and then there was silence.

Feng Guozhang saw that the crowd did not respond and shouted with a black face, "Catch all the mob at the scene and don't let one go. One by one, they were scafflied and asked, and all the revolutionaries who instructed them were pulled out. If you can't ask for the instructions, sink all the molls to the Ejiang River to feed the bastard.

Feng Guozhang said harshly, and Zhao Youyu, with red eyes in the crowd, stared at Jin Zhaolong fiercely. At this time, there was a roar in the crowd, and there was a loud noise of anger everywhere. Suppressing the anger towards the Beiyang Army began to burst out. Jin Zhaolong in the crowd took advantage of the chaos and shouted, "You kill it! Forty thousand Han people, you Manqing dog legs can kill all the men!" In the noisy people, a tense atmosphere broke out. The Beiyang soldiers clenched the Mauser rifle in their hands, and for a moment, the nervous palms of their hands sweated coldly.

Zhao Youyu stared at Jin Zhaolong for a long time and finally said, "Do you want so many people to die with you?"

Jin Zhaolong stared at Feng Guozhang fiercely, and his eyes were about to spew fire. After listening to Zhao Youyu's words, he did not squeak. Zhao Youyu frowned and continued to say, "You revolutionaries always have to worry about the lives and death of the people!" The ideals of you revolutionaries are beautiful, but you should also take into account the basic right of the people to live. Any country is only a matter of a few people. Hubei people have shed too much blood, and the eternal people who have been hurt the most in the war.

Of course, Jin Zhaolong knows that in the months of war in Hubei, how many cities have been destroyed, how many corpses have been left and how much blood has been shed, and the people of Hubei have suffered the biggest disaster. The huge destructive power of war can destroy everything, including that little hope. However, you can't go to the revolution just because you are afraid of bloodshed and the destruction of war. You can't let the state affairs go on day by day and watch the destruction of the subjugated country. For a long time, Jin Zhaolong sighed: "The ideals of revolutionaries may be beautiful, but they should also take into account the basic right to life of the people. But today, China's subjugation and extinction are just around the corner. But all visionary revolutionaries can see the doomsday of the Chinese nation, and today's sacrifice is completely worth it. The violent revolution is so cruel and ruthless! Today, China is like a thousand-year-old house, which is extremely corrupt and unmanageable. If you don't destroy it and try to update it, you can't save China! Even if Hankou is completely destroyed, we will carry out the revolution to the end. In the hearts of the Chinese people, many people, like you, always think that it is only a matter of a few people in any era to shed their blood and save the country and the people. Isn't this the sadness of our revolutionaries? When everyone has such an idea, who will save the country and the people? Who will inherit the revolution? The revolution can not be succeeded by the bloodshed and sacrifices of a few revolutionaries, and it is not the bloodshed and sacrifices of a few revolutionaries. We should know that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country! The general said that revolution is a people's war, and everyone has this responsibility.

At this moment, Zhao Youyu looked at him as if he knew Jin Zhaolong for the first time. He really changed and couldn't find a little image of the past. After a long time, he whispered weakly, "But he is still just a child. They are all unarmed people."

"This cruel world will not open up because you are an old, weak woman and a child, and you are an unarmed ordinary person. He is equally cruel and ruthless to everyone. The more timid you are, the more they bully and oppress us. This is a world that cannibales without spitting bones. We must stand up and bravely declare war on this dark world. Don't be silent anymore and continue to live in this dark and inhuman world, only revolution!" Jin Zhaolong said with an unwavering face. Thinking of the little boy who was crushed to the bone, there was another pain in my heart.

When the International Red Cross went to the city to rescue this morning, the little boy was found in the ruins. He was hugging a little girl tightly, not crying or making trouble. The bodies of two adults lie on top of them and cover them tightly. The blood of the two adults' bodies has been drained and cold. When Jin Zhaolong wanted to carry the two bodies away, the two children finally opened their mouths. They stopped Jin Zhaolong and said that their parents were too tired. They fell asleep and rested. Don't disturb them. Several women's nurses burst into tears on the spot, and Jin Zhaolong, who was used to the dead, did not have a pain in his heart.

Recalling this, Jin Zhaolong had pain, entanglement and disgust for war in his eyes. When he looked up and saw the fur bags of the people floating on the flagpole, the people who were constantly threatened by the Beiyang soldiers, and the foreign consuls who returned to Hankou again, their eyes became firm again.

At this time, he heard Feng Guozhang say again, "The Hankou Bandit Party doesn't want to make peace yet. They are still here to stir up trouble and want to assassinate the peace messenger. A group of unruly people dared to cover up the murderer and want to make trouble. Come on! First, drag out three beheadings for me to show the public, and the bodies are left behind in the Ejiang River!"

When Zhang Lianfen and other generals heard the order, they waved their hands and commanded the Beiyang soldiers to drag people. There was a struggle in the crowd, pushing up with the Beiyang soldiers, shouting that they would not give in. There was a trend of riots in the crowd.

Suddenly, a scream shouted in a stiff Chinese: "Slow down! Feng Junmen, please be kind and think twice. You must do this."

"None?" Feng Guozhang was surprised. When he turned his head and looked at it, he was a foreigner Ge Fu. It was still Lord Yang's face. The Beiyang soldiers stopped their movements without being ordered by Feng Guozhang and separated from the people who were fighting. Everyone also looked at Ge Fu in surprise, and then at Feng Guozhang, waiting for a new order.

"It's better to be blocked than to be sparse." Ge Fu nodded, came up with an old Chinese saying, and continued, "Now it's really impossible to be killed again. At this time, in the critical stage of the peace talks, if they are killed, it will be impossible for Wuchang Group to agree to the peace in any case. It's better to care for the people."

Consuls from various countries who came with Ge Fu also persuaded them one after another. Feng Guozhang suddenly came to his senses from his surprise. It turned out that killing these mob was to vent his anger on you foreigners and suppress the shock he had just suffered! These foreigners don't appreciate it at this time, and they know how to say sarcastic things. In the past, when foreigners encountered such a thing, they didn't want to make a storm all over the city. If they didn't kill a few, they couldn't let go of the fire, and they couldn't even wait to provoke a national war. Today, these foreigners are also strange and really regard themselves as messengers of peace. Feng Guozhang thought about it and blurted out, "I, Feng, am not a person who kills innocent people. I just want to vent my anger for the foreign lord. Since Lord Yang has a lot and doesn't care about these moabs, I naturally won't care about it anymore.

At this time, those Beiyang soldiers secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and even the Beiyang generals behind Feng Guozhang were relaxed. They can clearly feel that the people of Hankou can explode as long as they are slightly forced. If so, there is only one way to slaughter the city.

"How to touch it? Please give me some advice." Feng Guozhang asked Ge Fu modestly.

Ge Fu posed in a very chic old British mansion shrugging his shoulders, indicating that he could handle it. He walked to the four-wheeled carriage that greeted him, grabbed the bright bronze headlights, and climbed to the roof. He raised his right hand, like a speech by a U.S. presidential candidate soliciting votes in various states, and said in a somewhat stiff Chinese voice: "The Qing government is an invitation to work, and it is an edict to condemn itself. Promulgated the nineteen creeds, showed the world, and removed the pro-noble government. Yuan Xiangcheng was appointed as the responsible cabinet for organizing the task of Yuan Xiangcheng to show the renewal. Nineteen creeds can be implemented, the monarchy is abolished, and the responsibility is in the cabinet. It is not difficult for China to turn weak into strong, which is no different from republican. After saying that, seeing the dead silence on the dock, only Ge Fu's voice said quietly, "I came to Hankou this time for the cause of peace in Hankou. War has made you lose your home, war has separated your wives and children, and war has made your happiness become smoke. The evil war can't continue, and none of us will be destroyed by the war. On behalf of the Western civilized country, friendly people at home and abroad, with the mission of peace, I come for the peace of Hankou, for the peace of China, to save the people of Hankou, water and fire, and to save the Chinese people. Please believe in the sincerity of peace I have brought. The war provoked by the revolutionaries should come to an end. The revolution should also consider the people's basic right to survive. For the benefit of the Chinese people, I hereby call for a truce between the north and the south and make peace.

The crowd was silent, and no one responded, only the sound of Jiang Tao. With such silence, Ge Fu on the carriage was panicked. Jin Zhaolong was also panicked. Ge Fu's speech was very inflammatory. He was really afraid that the revolutionary mood of the Hankou people would soften. He gritted his teeth secretly and tried his best to expose his identity and stand up to refute Ge Fumiao's argument. Jin Zhaolong was about to open his mouth, but a young man stepped ahead of him and shouted to Ge Fu, "The Beiyang Army burned filial piety and Hankou. How dare you say peace? From changing the law to renewing the law to preparing for the constitution, the court of the Manchu Qing Dynasty sang and renewed it, but it always just talked about it. Nineteen Creed, will we still believe it? One hundred can't make us believe it. The government of the Qing Dynasty was uncontrollab and corrupt. It was simply the dead pork divided up by your great powers. It was simply the greatest shame in the history of China in the past 5,000 years. You don't want peace, you just want to keep the Qing Dynasty, so that you can divide it up. When the country has reached this point, if there is no revolution, it can only wait to die! And there is always a glimmer of hope for the revolution, even if he is so vaguely difficult to find.

Jin Zhaolong's hot-blooded arm shouted, "Long live the revolution! Carry out the revolution to the end!" The people couldn't help but follow Jin Zhaolong's crazy cry, and the sound shocked the sky.

Feng Guozhang couldn't tell what was in his heart, and his face was black. Zhang Lianfen and Chen Zisheng were shocked by the countless people in the black prison. Li Chun, these Beiyang generals, killed countless people on the battlefield, with a smile on his face. Although he could hold on the surface, his heart was already jumping. There was a trace of panic in the eyes of the elite Beiyang soldiers, and nervously pointed the gun at the crowd to prevent the people from rushing up desperately.

Ge Fu has climbed down from the carriage in a panic, and the revolutionary trend has surged to this point. He is really powerless to return to heaven. He can only dissuade Feng Guozhang and said, "You can't kill! Killing people can only arouse greater public anger. We start from the upper level of Wuchang, and there may be no room for redemption. After all, Li Yuanhong has publicly expressed his agreement and peace. Although he can't represent the general opinion of Wuchang now, we can turn him into a representative of Wuchang again.

Now, as long as you turn on the killing ring, it is the result of the slaughter of the city. The hatred with the people of Hubei will only be deeper, and there is no hope for peace with Wuchang. To destroy Wuchang is actually a pain in hand. He thought of Yuan Shikai's actions. What he wanted was not to destroy Wuchang, but to oppress the revolutionaries and discuss, and to leave a good breath for the revolutionaries to blackmail the court. If Feng Guozhang breaks Yuan Shikai's big plan now, he will not think of it in the Beiyang Army in the future. He gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, and sneered, "I am already a general of the imperial court. I want to take care of the overall situation, but I can't tolerate the arrogance of the bandits! Chen Zisheng! According to my order, the Guishan Fort is covered by various important departments of the Wuchang Bandit Party.

"Zha!" Chen Zisheng responded like thunder. Ge Fu was worried about the banditry and shook his head. Chen Zisheng shook the Guishan Fort Fortress and issued a combat order. Immediately, in the whimpering autumn wind of the vast Yangtze River, the waves rolled up and downs like muffled thunder, and then I heard the sound of cannons like stone breaking the sky.