133 Ye Weiyang 4

133 Ye Weiyang (IV)

A little light in the account is as yellow as beans.

Li wanted to take out a Western watch from his arms and look at it with the dim yellow light. The hour hand had turned to the direction of eleven o'clock, which was the beginning of the night. Li Xiang and Yi, who were extremely tired, leaned against the back of the chair and wanted to take a break, while Zeng Gao and a group of staff officers were still immersed in simple cases and were formulating specific combat plans for the strategy just proposed by Li Xiang. Lixiang is not a non-commissioned officer who graduated from the Military Academy, nor is he the protagonist of the omnipotent time-travel novel. The next thing is not his strengths. He skillfully started to be a shopkeeper.

At this moment, Li Xiang did not know that the Wuchang party members who had been scared by the Beiyang tiger wolf had already been scared. The pseudo-Li Yuanhong E Province revolutionary military government governor's seal carved with a big radish had been stamped on the armistice agreement between Hankou and Wuchang; Feng Guozhang, wearing a Real Madrid coat, was successfully holding a grand celebration banquet in Liuyuan, Hankou; and Zhuodaoquan When Li Yuanhong heard the news and the news of the armistice, he felt safe and worried that he had lost control of the revolutionary military government of Wuchang because he had been away from Wuchang for a long time. He was rushing to Wuchang without stopping.

Unexpectedly, Li thought about it, but insisted on carrying out the revolution to the end. It is rare that the senior generals knew the strength of the enemy they faced and still supported him. Only when China's history is really involved in this powerful enemy can we know how difficult it is to change the huge time and space inertia of history... It's really difficult to go to the blue sky. He is going against the sky. Li thought that he wanted to hit the sky with a stone, and he just wanted to change this historical tragedy.

It has been traveling for some years, and it is more and more integrated with this society. If he didn't travel through time, or didn't travel in this turbulent and troubled world, or didn't know that China had such a tragic history, or didn't have a chance to change China's fate like now, he could live his meaningless and ideal peaceful life in a peaceful era. He doesn't need this. You don't need to work so hard. But without if, he is no longer a person who has nothing to do with the world. Some people regard him as a thorn in the side, but some people regard him as the last hope and have a chance to change China's fate. A person who lives in the world of a hundred years later can't imagine that his fate will be closely linked to the fate of the country and will strive to save China as his ideal. Once he has all this, he doesn't want to let go again. He can't imagine the meaning of losing his ideals, losing his goal of struggle, and going to the muddle-headed days? I have never owned all this and don't feel anything. Once I have it and tasted it, I will no longer be willing to live such ordinary days.

Li wanted to restrain himself from thinking nonsense. The upset mood gradually calmed down and closed his eyes to rest, but an inexplicable melancholy suddenly hit his heart. The burning fresh branches in the warm charcoal basin filled the whole tent with a strong turpentine fragrance. However, Li Xiang thought that the natural turpentine fragrance was too strong and the tent was too sultry. My mood calmed down, but I still couldn't sit still and couldn't sleep. There must be a source of inexplicable melancholy? Did he ignore something important, or something important was going to happen?

Li Xiang, who couldn't sit still, shook his hand and stood up. Zeng Gaoren, who was analyzing the military situation of the enemy and our army, was immediately shocked by him and returned to China one after another.

"You are busy with you. I'll go out to get some air." Li wanted to wave his hand and get out of the big account.

Li wanted to stand at the door of the tent, and the night wind wrapped in cold air came to his face. I took a deep breath and felt the winter of 1911 a hundred years ago. It seemed that I would use this clear cold air to dispel the depression and melancholy in my chest.

The dark sky is as dark as ink. How thick are the clouds to cover the brightness of the stars and moon all over the sky? He looked up at the night sky silently. He couldn't see or see through the mysterious and erratic sky. He really didn't know when the wind and rain of 1911 would stop? There are too many variables, his ability is too small, and the impact on history is too weak. If the Xinhai Revolution can't be carried out to the end, I don't know how much blood and how many heads need to be shed in the second revolution? If China misses this rise, doesn't it know how many teenagers will be able to revitalize? I don't know how many years it takes to recover China's vitality? Chinese people don't know how many people will experience more terrible disasters for the people of Hankou.

A cold wind came, and Li wanted to subconsciously shiver. At this time, it was so cold that it had already snowed in the north. No matter how cold it was in Hubei, it would snow, but they were still wearing thin autumn military uniforms. He stroked his shoulders, but touched a pair of small hands made of cold and delicate blue and white porcelain. It was Tang Yue, who walked out of the tent, who came silently and gently put the black super-style German cloak that belonged to him on him.

Li Xiang frowned, held her cold little hand and tried to pass on the warmth to her. He said, "Your hand is so cold. Go into the tent."

Tang Yuewan listened to this, calmly pulled his little hand out of his magic palm and said, "I don't feel cold at all, and I don't want to go in."

Li Xiang naturally heard the little unhung" in her heart. Even if many people he showed did not understand the belligerent, even if the people he cared about most did not understand, he had to go to the end. History has long proved that the North-South peace agreement is a mistake. Whether he has the ability or not, he will stop it. As long as you have worked hard, at least you can have a clear conscience. He just wants to try it. China, a country with no luck in modern times, really doesn't have even a little luck. After traveling through a hundred years, how can he recover the greater disaster that will happen in the next few decades?

Let Tang Yuewan pull out his cold hands, Li Xiang didn't say anything more. He just raised his face coldly and looked at the night sky of the abyss again.

Tang Yuewan also no longer paid attention to Li Xiang. His beautiful face was stinky, his cold and emotionless expression, and his beauty was like a fairy in the Guanghan Palace. Her bright and crystal eyes reflected the burning bonfires jumping with the wind, and the large piles of bonfires reflected the night sky around the temporary station. Tang Yue was so quiet that he did not walk away or speak. The quiet match Li wanted to stand at the entrance of the tent and stared at the quiet camp outside.

The soldiers gathered around the fire to keep warm, and they were speechless and kept dropping the cut pine branches into the fire. Although the valley is covered with mountains on all sides, the cold wind is still everywhere, and the flames are jumping. Mars splashes up from time to time and falls on the soldiers. Several new holes have been added to the already dilapidated autumn military uniforms distributed in Hankou a few months ago. The tired soldiers didn't care. They still leaned against the fire. The weather was getting colder and colder, and the autumn military uniform could not keep them warm at all.

The bonfire moved with the cold wind and shone on their faces. Tang Yuewan saw all the vicissitudes of life and unbearable faces. Whenever she saw this, her heart was stuffy, and her cold face resisted a trace of fluctuation in her consciousness. She came with the army and had a panoramic view of the cruelty and destruction of the war, and the initial revolutionary blood slowly cooled down. Now the opportunity of north and south and discussion led by foreigners has emerged. It is time to end the 1911 Revolutionary War that burned more than half of China, and there are enough destruction and sacrifices. She really couldn't figure out that Li wanted to destroy the peace and discussion desperately. She did not hesitate to accompany her whole life. She did not hesitate to play with his comrades-in-arms who were born and died. She did not hesitate to care that 30 million people in Hubei Province accompanied him to fall into a war quagmire bigger than the Battle of Yangxia, and did not hesitate to drag China into the division between the north and the south. The warlords cut words, and the war continued. The troubled times of the Warring States Period. In such a mess, I'm afraid that the country will be subjugated.

If war can be avoided and the success of the revolution can be promoted, what's wrong with peace? As long as Yuan Shikai anyway, he will retreat from the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. Mr. Sun Yat-sen's slogan of "driving out the people of the people" will not be bloody. Is the day of "recovery China" still far away? The war that will inevitably break out between the North and the South can be avoided. Isn't this a blessing for the Chinese people? Isn't this a blessing for the party? Why did Li think desperately want to stop it? Why did Li think that Yuan Shikai could not save China? Or is it because Li began to indulge in falling after he wanted to taste the taste of power?

In the cold roaring cold wind, Tang Yuewan wrapped his clothes and his body trembled slightly. Whether the body is afraid of cold or cold in the heart, maybe both. She suppressed her wild thoughts a little. She saw too much of the darkness of human nature, but she couldn't grasp Li Xiang's heart, but her heart became more and more chaotic.

The night was dark, but all this was still in the eyes of Li, who pretended to look at the sky with his hands on his face. Even so, Li Xiang never said a word.

At night, the stacked peaks in the distance in front of them become blurred, like the shadow of a prehistoric beast crawling, with an unknown sense of oppression. Li wanted to look at the black mountain outside the mountain, and his equally deep and dark eyes faintly ejected the unfathomable murder.

Li wants to know more about the real situation of his own army than anyone else. But no matter how bad the situation is today, it is much better than the conditions of the Long March and the Anti-Japanese War. Perhaps today's short pain will avoid the pain of China's melee, anti-Japanese war and civil war in the future. It must not be temporary comfort, temporary weakness, and let historical tragedies repeat itself.

Li Xiang's hands huddled in his coat clenched into fists, and his eyes became more and more unwavering.

Suddenly, a few sad shouts flew out of the temporary shed built by the field hospital, echoing like a wolf howling in the silent valley, which was extremely miserable. Li Shuai's extremely tenacious determination at this moment was also disturbed by the scream. He knew that the western doctors he dug up from Hankou Renji Hospital and the Chinese and Western Hospital must have performed anesthesia-free operations again.

Tang Yue's heart shook, and his face became as cold as snow. His crystal clear ears listened to the sad cry. Tang Yue smiled sadly and finally turned to look coldly at Li Xiang, who was still pretending to be cool and watching the sky.

Li Xiang just shook his head helplessly, and in an instant, he regained his firmness. His eyes naturally collided with Tang Yuewan's cold eyes. Tang Yuewan immediately avoided this suddenly strange and terrible eyes, because these eyes were full of burning and unpredictable killing and destruction.

It has been a long time since the loss of Hankou supplies, and the medicine carried by the cavalry regiment was exhausted two days ago. There are still few ammunition, especially shells left. Don't worry about what the soldiers eat. If they eat all of them, they can be collected on the spot. Li Xiang's three-five rent reduction has enabled Hubei farmers to have surplus grain after this year's autumn harvest. In order to preserve the achievements of the revolution, they continue to enjoy the rent reduction on the three-five, which is unreserved support for Li Xiang. However, ammunition and medicine are not war materials that can be replenished on the spot. If you use a little, it will be less, and it will be gone when it is used up.

"Support the war with war." Li's expression was ugly when he wanted to speak. "The central task and highest form of the war revolution is to seize power by armed forces and solve problems by war. I'm a war eliminationist, and I don't want war; but I can only go through war to destroy the war. If you don't want a gun, you must pick up the gun barrel.

After Li Xiang finished speaking, he was silent again.

(It will return to normal on August 1. Readers who have been looking forward to this book have been waiting for a long time. I apologize again. I'm sorry. At the beginning of the recovery and update, the amount is a little small, a little strange, and it will gradually become more in the future. Please look forward to the next highlights)