15 missing moon sycamore 5

The whole Hankou fell silent after nightfall. The world has not been peaceful these days. Last night, the gunfire in Wuchang Snake Mountain sounded and shocked Hankou. The wind has long spread across the Yangtze River and the revolutionary party rioted. It can be seen from afar during the day that the revolutionary army standing on the head of Wuchang City is covered with white scarves on its arms. Foreigners and Chinese in the Hankou Concession know that the three towns of Wuhan are originally one, and the revolutionary army has occupied Wuchang. Next, they will definitely take the two towns of Hanyang and Hankou. There is only a desolation left in the usual lively ten-mile foreign field. Everyone can feel that the flames of war are about to ignite, and their lives are threatened by the upcoming war. How many people are in the mood to go to the place of sex? Ordinary people have a home and a room, so it's better to close the doors and windows to live a safe life. There are really a few heartless rich men who come out lonely to have fun, and the depression on the street is also full of fun. It was the most active migrant workers in the Hankou Night Market, the largest trade port in the mainland, and it was also silent tonight.

Occasionally, one or two passers-by returning at night in the streets and alleys hurried by, and two dog barks echoed in the alleys. The missing moon is in the distant dark night sky, and the cold moonlight falls on the eaves of the main house in Liu's garden. The autumn wind hit people with a slight cold, rolled up a piece of sycamore leaves from Liu's garden and flew down to ordinary people's homes.

Tonight, the members of the elder brother's association gathered in the foreign business racecourse, with nearly 5,000 young people. The stewir of the foreign business racecourse is also from the elder brother's association. The elder brother's union wants to borrow the foreign trade racecourse, so he can only try his best to cooperate. Even if this matter is known by foreigners in the future, it will be at most covered and left. If you can't cooperate with the elder brother, then you will be dead tonight. In Hankou, whether it is a red light or a green light area, it is the cover of the elder brother's association.

Li wanted to rush to the foreign-business racecourse, but he saw that the racecourse was full of 5,000 people. He was overjoyed that these people were absolutely enough to control Hankou. Jin Zhaolong's sweaty command subordinates to untie the guns and ammunition on the cart and shouted to be careful.

Li wanted to look around through the moonlight, and a middle-aged man in his fifties in a moonlight robe came to him. It is Liu Xinsheng, a big shot of the elder brother's association, who has a huge interest relationship with Li Xiang. The two partnered in real estate in Hankou, for which they made a lot of money. Lixiang admires Liu Xinsheng very much. A figure who lived a hundred years ago actually has advanced thinking in the 21st century. Li thought that he had found Liu Xinsheng when he didn't have enough funds. He just casually mentioned his land speculation plan, and Liu Xinsheng actually agreed. Now the two of them have joined hands to almost monopolize the Hankou real estate market.

Li wanted to come forward and say hello, "How can I bother Mr. Liu to come in person?"

Liu Xinsheng glanced at the black crowd and said, "Almost the whole red gang brothers in Wuhan have come, more than 5,000! If I don't show up, Jin Zhaolong can't control it.

It turned out that he came to buy the old. Li Xiang smiled and said, "There are very few troops stationed in Hankou. As long as the foreigners do not intervene, 5,000 people will be enough. We can restore Hankou tonight. Mr. Liu, you, the title of the founder of the Republic of China, can't escape.

Under the moonlight, a trace of expectation appeared on Liu Xinsheng's old face. He didn't think he could still be famous in history when he was old. The trend of the Qing Dynasty has gone, and people who understand can see that the Qing Dynasty can't pass Jinla. I mainly believe in your vision that revolution is the future of China. I have never had such an extravagant hope whether I can make a name in history. I'm just a businessman. I can do business honestly and make some money to support my family.

No business, no treachery. It is impossible to get rich by doing business honestly these days. Liu Xinsheng did a buying office in the foreign bank, set up his own money bank, made a low-interest loan in the foreign bank, and turned to a high-interest loan in the foreign bank. In other words, Liu Xinsheng does a usury business without principal. Usury has always been the most profitable business in ancient times. Of course, it is not that the elder brother does not have the ability to do such a business.

Time is tight now, and Li Xiang doesn't have time to spend time here with Liu Xinsheng. He ordered Jin Zhaolong to distribute the guns and ammunition, and then summoned all the little leaders for a meeting.

When Liu Xinsheng saw that they were ready to go to the battlefield, he still decided not to follow. After all, it is no longer a grade, and the family property is not small, so there is no need to work so hard. There is a small family at home. What happens to me? What should I do at home? At that age, you don't need to use your life to fight for status in the brother's association. It's better to go back to the villa and sleep peacefully. Let the young people fight here. Liu Xinsheng shouted to Li Xiang, "Brother Li, I'm going to fight here. I'll cause you trouble with a handful of old bones." Then he said to the little leader of the brother's old society, "All the red gang brothers, listen to Marshal Li's order tonight."

All the little leaders answered in unison and then passed on the order.

Li wanted to say goodbye to Liu Xinsheng, "Lao Liu, please come back."

Liu Xinsheng arched his hand and said, "Take care!"

There were too many people coming tonight. Li Xiang only brought more than 3,000 guns, and the guns and ammunition were not enough. With the remaining 2,000 people without guns, Li Xiang could only assign them as auxiliary soldiers and engage in logistics in the rear.

On both sides of Liujiamiao Railway Station is a Pengwu District, which is the lowest slum in Hanyang. Most of the brothers who participated in the rebellion tonight live here. These people who have nothing live in this iddy world. What else can they do besides rebellion?

The moonlight falls on these miscellaneous roofs, and the mottled is the most unfair corner of the world. The dark ditch water exudes a stench. Houses made of various things can lift off the roof as long as there is a strong wind. Li wanted to walk through here, and his heart was sad.

Li wanted to hold a person next to him and asked, "Do you live here?"

This man has dark and rough skin and a simple face, and he really doesn't look like a gangster. It is really forced by the world to have less than a little touch with those yellow-haired ancient gangsters in later generations. They worked hard at the dock of the station, doing the hardest work in the world, but in exchange for such a life. Is there any fairness in the distribution of the world? His simple face showed a trace of struggle and slowly lowered his head.

Li wanted to gritt his teeth and said, "Get rid of the tartans. We are going to suffer here."

This simple, dark and rough face, with a decisive face and a strong hatred in his eyes. This fire of hatred has been flowing in their veins until it was ignited by Li Xiang. The world is full of too many unfair things. We should not fantasize about the pity of others, but clench our fists and resist to the end.

It is inconvenient to start a war in Liujia Temple, and Li Xiang is unwilling to fight with the Qing army. Although the Qing army has no fighting spirit, Li Xiang's people are a mob who can only fight in the world.

Under the cover of Pengwu District, the Red Gang brothers have dispersed, and they are too familiar with the terrain here. In the moonlight, the fortifications built by the Qing army on both sides of the railway can be clearly seen.

Li wants to see that he has laughed out loud here. As long as he ignites the Pengwu area near Liujiamiao Station and exposes Liujiamiao, which is surrounded by fire, to the night, Lin Tiechang can turn Liujiamiao into s. Jin Zhaolong took people to set fire and set fire to all the Pengwu area. Then take a thousand gunmen to guard the area of Dazhimen. Don't let a Qing soldier go.

"Yes!" With a move of Jin Zhaolong's hand, several little leaders led the team to follow him.

Li wanted to take 2,000 people to the direction of the Dan pool in the northeast of Liujia Temple to surround these Qing soldiers, and he did not intend to let any of them go. In the distance, the sparks in Pengwu District rose. Jin Zhaolong's movements were quite sharp, and he became more and more proficient in the act of arson.

The fire rose in the night and was rolled up by the dry autumn wind. Although the fire did not reach Liujiamiao Station, the Qing soldiers at Liujiamiao Station all panicked, like ants on the hot pot running out. Zhang Biao shouted loudly, and even took out a gun and killed several Qing soldiers who ran around. The riots of the Qing soldiers finally calmed down a little and hid behind the simple fortifications built on both sides of the railway in the afternoon.

Seeing that the chaos was a little calm, Zhang Biao still had time to take a breath, that is, a roaring cannonball landed at Liujiamiao Station, and Zhang Biao rushed to the ground. The rumbling shells fell one after another, not at Liujiamiao Station, which was surrounded by the fire. At the place where the bomb exploded, the limbs were broken and the blood danced, and the dirt, sand and stones flew around. The Qing soldiers cried crazily. When they were besieged by the fire in Pengwu District and hit by artillery fire, they had no way to escape. The miserable cry was ruthlessly suppressed by the rumble of cannons.

Zhang Biao's tragic discovery was attacked by the enemy again, and the revolutionaries have burned him twice. Zhang Biao urgently packed up his guards and broke out to the north. He didn't care about anything else. Fortunately, he also hid a reserve force, more than 1,500 people, in the Dan Pool area northeast of Liujiamiao.

Li wants to look at the little young people behind him who are still holding sticks this morning and change into fast guns tonight. When they saw the Qing soldiers in a desperate situation, they all spewed out crazy hatred in their eyes. Li Xiang was extremely satisfied. The night sky was burned red, and the deserted moon also lost its color. The Dan pool was undulating in the autumn wind, the water was red, and the fire had been reflected in the Dan pool.

Li Xiang looked at the shadow in the northeast of Dan Pool, and there was an inexplicable seasonal movement in his heart, which was really an ominous foreboding.

"Marshal! Dozens of people ran out of Liujiamiao Station. A leader reported behind Li Xiang.

"Let a few people stare at them, shoot a few shots, and don't let them come over." Li wanted to give the order concisely. He always felt that the direction of the Dan pool was wrong, which was purely the intuition of the battlefield.

Li Xiang did not hesitate and immediately ordered the leader, "Spatter the troops, find the bunker, and pay close attention to the enemy in the direction of the Dan pool."

The leaders also don't understand when there will be an enemy in the direction of Dan Pool? Just seeing Li's resolute order, they could only obey for no reason.

Zhang Biao escaped from Liujiamiao Station with dozens of remnants, touched in the direction of Danchi, and was hit by a row of bullets by the red gang brothers in front of him. The head of the Red Gang brothers was indeed extremely different. It didn't hurt Zhang Biao's hair, but it scared him into a cold sweat. The revolutionary army really surrounded the Liujiamiao station, and he turned around and went to the west.

At this time, the sound of gunfire in the direction of Dan pool was banging, banging and banging, and Zhang Biao's reserve troops had come to support.