Chapter 182 From Guangdong to Shanghai

On May 25, 1904, the last quarter of midnight on April 11 of the lunar calendar, it doesn't seem to be any different from the past. Except for a typhoon, it doesn't seem to be much different.

At 11:35 p.m. on May 25, he slept deeper and was silent. In the Huangpu Fort Group, in the fort garrison, five forts were fully armed, with red cloth badges, with guns and bayonets. They were alert, hidden, and quickly came to the dormitory of the fort guard Rui Geng. The two guards at the door were half asleep. Sit on the left and right sides of the door and take a nap.

The two sneaked to their side with the shadow of the tree and quickly rushed over. They each hugged a guard tightly. The other two hurried over, stuffed them into their mouths with hand towels, took their weapons, and then tied them up and dragged them to the dark corner of the wall.

The other three people quickly entered Rui Geng's bedroom. When they walked to the bedside, Rui Geng suddenly woke up and heard the sound of the room. When he was pulling out his hand to get the gun, one of them rushed over and raised the butt of the gun and smashed him on the head. He only heard a scream and fainted. The other poked into his chest with a bayonet. The blood flowed and ended Rui Geng's surname. They successfully and quickly completed the task assigned by the Guangdong Uprising Command, never firing or alarming others.

While the special operations team cleared the garrison Rui Geng, under careful deployment, the officers and soldiers of each sentry arrested and imprisoned the officers and soldiers who did not want to rebel. About 20 people who resisted the arrest and were killed, the Huangpu Fort was easily taken down by the officers and soldiers of the uprising.

At midnight, it was extremely quiet. Although there was half a bright moon hanging in the sky, it was covered by thin white clouds, only with a faint light, which made the earth covered with a hazy light gray. The atmosphere seemed heavy, and the air seemed to be frozen. Everything around became serious and mysterious, making people feel nervous and heavy. It indicates that there is a special event that is going to break out.

Shahe Town in Guangzhou is backed by Baiyun Mountain and leaning against Shougouling in the east. The terrain is complex and the situation is dangerous. There is a road to the urban area. It enters the throat of Guangzhou from the northeast and is a must-have place for soldiers. There are about 500 people stationed here in a Qing army training camp.

A team of student troops, led by Li Muyang, set out from the main school camp, ran forward and went straight to Shahe. When the troops were about to approach the barracks, Li Muyang stood on the slope on the left side of the road, holding a command baton, pointing to the enemy, and lowering his voice to the officers and soldiers.

" Hurry up! Hurry up! It's almost dawn!"

After listening, the students clenched their rifles, accelerated their pace, and bravely rushed to the enemy camp.

When the troops approached the enemy camp, the two cadets rushed to the front were shot by the guard soldiers at the gate of the camp and died. The students of the uprising quickly dispersed, shot and threw grenades. After a while, they destroyed the guards at the door, quickly entered the barracks, and rushed to the dormitories separately.

The recruits who were awakened by the sound of gunfire were getting up in a hurry and dressing up. The student army rushed into the camp and shouted while shooting with submachine guns.

"Gunlock the gun and don't kill!" Don't resist!"

When the Qing soldiers saw that the barracks were surrounded and so many insurgents came, they did not dare to resist. They raised their hands and surrendered one after another. In less than ten minutes, the battle ended, and the first battle of Shahe was won.

At the same time, in the classroom of Dezheng School, the phone kept ringing, "Report to the commander-in-chief, Humen fort guard Yu Deshun was captured, and the artillery rebelled!"

"Report Commander-in-Chief, Humen Green Camp Guards Sun Zhipeng to Surrender..."

With the report of the staff, the staff around the sand table took down the yellow dragon flag signs outside the city from time to time and replaced them with the blue, yellow and red tricolor flags.

Cai E, standing in front of the sand table, just stood in front of the sand table. The targets outside the city were being taken down one by one. Just as he was meditating, another report came.

"Report to the commander-in-chief, the third post of the new army agrees to participate in the uprising!"

As soon as he heard the news, Cai E raised his eyebrows and raised his head.

"Hick a signal bomb, uprising in the city!"

At 3:30 a.m., when five red flares were raised outside the city, 2,300 people of the first regiment of the Honghan Society immediately set out from Taiqiu Academy and divided into two teams. One team went from the four arch buildings to the east and west to Ximen City. This area was the residential area of Soru in Guangzhou. Although Guangzhou was not full of the city, it was also a residential area in the city, and more than a hundred people guarded it. One street corner, the other team went south from the four arches, approaching the police station and the government office.

2,200 people from the second regiment of the Honghan Association poured out of the Huaxing Building and other buildings, straight to the government of the governor's office of Guangdong and Guangxi. Nearly 20,000 members of the Honghan Association in Guangdong had gathered in Guangdong a few days ago. The officers responsible for commanding them were more than 800 student officers in Dezheng Hall of Guangdong and the uprising from Shanghai. The commander-in-chief Cai E arrived in Guangdong together with nearly 200 officers.

The young officers of the troops commanded with guns were serious. There was no gunfire and no fierce battle outside the city. The sound on the quiet street was full of the neat footsteps of the soldiers and the collision of weapons. When the night patrol police encountered the soldiers, they did not blow the whistle at all, or stood there waiting to be confiscated. Whistle, or directly join the army of the uprising.

The sound of footsteps woke up some sleepy citizens. They pushed open the wooden windows on the second floor and saw a group of black crowds surging on the street. It was not until there was a gunshot from the government of the government in Nancheng that the sound of gunfire in Guangzhou.

The orderly and seemingly smooth uprising suddenly began. The battle began outside the governor's mansion of Liangjiang. The bullets flew like raindrops, and the smell of gunpowder and sulfur of ammunition permeated the low air. Many soldiers were injured and bleeding all over the ground. Under the leadership of those young officers, the officers and soldiers of the uprising still braved the fierce fire of the enemy and fought tenaciously. From the north and the south sides, step by step to the front of the government office of the governor's office. If someone is injured and falls down, someone will carry him to the secluded side streets and alleys and send him to the temporary mobile medical station set up by the rebel army for treatment.

Huangpu Fort, Butterfly Gang Fort, heavy 260mm Krup cannon. With the efforts of more than a dozen gunners, the gun wheel rotated and pointed straight to Guangzhou City behind it. Huangpu Fort has 30 positions from 280mm heavy artillery to 120mm light gun positions, but only the cannon of Butterfly Gang can be turned back. Guangzhou City.

In the dark, the artillery, who pushed 275 kilograms of heavy shells, loaded the heavy shells into the loaded gun barrel through the sling. After the silk bag was stuffed into the gun, they pressed the index letter and pushed the bolt back.

"The ruler is 20 degrees, the horizontal ruler does not move, open the grenade!"

When the gunner sent the exit order, an artilleryman standing on the edge of the fort suddenly shouted.

"Your Excellency, there is a signal in the city, two greens and one red!"

That's the city's order for shelling of the Governor's Office.

"Fire!"

With an order, the night sky of the Butterfly Gang Fort was suddenly red by a huge cannon flame, and a heavy shell flew straight to Guangzhou.

In the governor's mansion, Cen Chunxuan, who was only wearing a single coat, resisted along the courtyard and platform pier in the mansion. The shells from Guanyin Mountain fell into the governor's mansion from time to time, and the rebel officers and soldiers who rushed into the governor's mansion lay on the pier to fight back. Most of them were not trained as disciples. At this meeting, at most It was a momentum. They mostly pulled the trigger and roughly pointed to the front to pull the trigger to shoot. On the contrary, the guards in the governor's mansion shot accurately. For a moment, the originally smooth offensive was glued in the governor's mansion.

"Quick, General Li, take someone immediately..."

Seeing that the war was coming down, Cen Chunxuan, who was holding a knife in his left hand and a short gun in his right hand, cut off a guard who was about to escape, and then gave an order. He shouted "Rejuvenation Nation" outside the house, which only made his heart tighten. At this time, an official suddenly ran to him and knelt down first.

"Your Excellency, the party blew up the west wall, and the brigade was full of people..."

Just before the official finished his words, a sharp sound of breaking the air came. When the official who knelt on the ground was listening to the whistle, his body jumped down Cen Chunxuan under his body, and then a violent explosion reflected the whole night sky, accompanied by the explosion, the governor's mansion was just shaking.

The soldiers in the corridor and the platform were roared by the ears of the deafening and fierce explosion. They looked at the flattened rockery and the screams around them in horror. There was a broken corpse hanging on the tree dozens of feet away, and there were crying father and shouts everywhere in the backyard of the governor's's mansion.

Push away the body pressed on his body. Cen Chunxuan, who was full of gunpowder, looked at the guards struggling in the pool of blood through the smoke. His ears buzzed, and the knife had already fallen off. With the smoke of the white hole, he saw a group of people rushing over. Just as he looked at the knife there and was about to wipe his neck, a man had rushed to him. In front of him, before he could react, with the man raising the butt of the gun, there was a sharp pain in his left cheek, and he fell into a coma when it was dark in front of him.

"Commander-in-chief, the governor's office has been taken, and Cen Chunxuan, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, has been captured alive..."

Listening to this sentence, Cai E squeezed out a smile on his young face, and he glanced at the subordinates around him.

"Comrades, Guangdong has been restored!"

The words fell, and there was a flash in the air, which lit the room with the lights on, which also reflected the smiles of these young people.

Through the thick black clouds, there was a flash in the air, illuminating the earth of Shanghai. Almost at the same time, a deafening thunder burst out, and Tiangui fell into a boundless darkness again. Only the downpour poured down headlessly, the branches danced wildly in the roar of the strong wind, and the leaves made a rustling sound of [***]... The thunder only hit Yan Chongnian, who lived in the Pudong Hotel, suddenly woke up from his dream. When he woke up, he hit a thrill, and a snake beside him was as warm as The soft jade's body was wrapped around his body. With the flash, Yan Chongnian saw the decoration of the hotel room clearly. The decoration in the earl's suite was extremely luxurious.

Looking at this luxurious room with a Western flavor, Yan Chongnian came to his senses. He was transferred from Ma'anshan to the seven-pin guest tax officer in Pudong the previous month. In the past, several people asked for more than 100,000 taels of silver from Ma'anshan and Pudong. This is a good day, but at the beginning... in Yan Chongnian looked back to Ma'anshan. If he really set up a county, could he make some silver vacant? He heard the thunder outside again. The thunder was very dense, but he couldn't see it. What's going on?

Push away the little peach red from the pleasant love courtyard next to him. Yan Chongnian put on a dress and walked to the window. He pulled open the curtains and stood by the window on the tenth floor and looked out. Although he was used to living "close to the sky", he still felt a little tight and looked in the direction of the thunder. Yan Chongnian was stunned in an instant. I live.

It can be clearly seen from the upstairs that at this time, the Shanghai County and Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau are flashing flames from time to time. That... It's a cannon fire... What's going on?

Before Yan Chongnian understood what was going on, there was a noise outside the door of the bedroom. As soon as he turned around, the door of the guest room was opened. The door was opened by an economic policeman from Pudong, followed by two patrolmen, with a long gun in his hand and a pistol in front of him.

"You...you..."

Looking at the muzzle of his gun in shock, Yan Chongnian's waist-like old face turned white in an instant.

"Old slave, the end of your master is down!"

The policeman with a gun grinned with a smile on his face. Only then did Yan Chongnian see the man's left sleeve covered with a piece of red cloth sleeve, which said "Great Han Guang Fu Jun"!

The five words and the look on the man's face, thinking about the sound of gunfire from Shanghai County, which only made Yan Chongnian's legs weak, and he knelt down.

"Don't...don't kill me!"

With his knees on the ground, Yan Chongnian moved forward a few steps, and the old tears squeezed out of his old face.

"I...I...I'm a Han Chinese, I'm full, uncle..."

When he said this, his old face was just full of tears, and he even began to cry.

"My family entered the customs from the captives, and let them encircle the land and become slaves. This is hundreds of years of blood debt..."

While crying about "injustice", he also kowtowed his head and said with a snot and tears about how his former master bullied their ancestors in those years. It looked like a hundred years of injustice.

While he was crying, Xiao Taohong woke up. She looked at the policeman with a gun in horror. She wanted to shout but didn't dare to shout out.

"The old slave of the dog, you have the face to say that you are a Han, and you dare to mention any blood debt!"

The policeman with the short gun scolded, and then turned his head and ordered.

"Buff him to me and pull this old slave to go to the street!"

After saying that, he turned his head again, looked at the little pink with fear, and squeezed a smile on his face.

"Woman, remember, don't sleep with this kind of slave next time, so that your mother won't stain her body!"

Lightning and thundering, in the Wusong police station, Jiang Guoliang, the guard officer of the fort, Gong Guangyao, the guerrilla of Nanhui Camp, and Yang Chengbo, the head of Wusong Police District, looked at Xie Aiguang, the general director of the Chamber of Commerce in front of him.

"Only today's plan, the three brothers, either change their flags and recover, or be the loyal ministers and adopted sons of the captives, are engraved on the "Han Dynasty Monument" in their hometown to shame the descendants of the police. If the three brothers are willing, we can give the Hunan governor's axe to generate electricity now. Please engrave the three brothers and the generals in the camp. Zuo's name is on the tablet!"

Xie Aiko's words only shocked the faces of the three people. In Wu Song's garrison, many officers are from Hunan. If... I don't know where the rumors came from.

"That Hunan man is not easy to recover, so he dug his ancestral grave!"

It is said that this rumor was said by Liu Kyu, the governor of Hunan Han Dynasty. These days have been everywhere on the market, not to mention the officers in the camp, even the Hunan members in the capital, one by one, for fear that their ancestral graves will be dug up, and those who lead the troops can be easily restored, without soldiers. If civil servants dare to recover, they are not joking about their own heads.

Speaking of Xuan's kung fu, Yang Chengbo, the head of Wusong Police District, laughed and spoke first when Jiang Guoliang and Gong Guangyao hesitated to look at each other.

"Ha ha, Mr. Zhu Lian is really joking. We are all Han people. Now that the national restoration trend, we Han people, do not want to continue to be the slaves of the Manchurian women!"

"This statement is extremely true, sir, we are waiting for the army to oppose the Qing Dynasty, and Mr. Lian will do it on his behalf..."

Just as Jiang Guoliang and Gong Guangyao agreed to Yiqi, an officer in a tea-green military uniform came in with a smile on his face.

"Welcome to join the national armed forces. I am the commander-in-chief of the Wusong Uprising of the Guangfu Army, Major Lin Shaobai."

After introducing myself, Lin Shaobai took out a document from the leather sath bag on the waist and read it.

"Command Order of the Guangfu Army: Appoint Jiang Guoliang as the Major Captain of Wusong Fort, and Gong Guangyao as the Major Battal Commander of the Nanhui Reading Force... Chen Moran, Commander-in-Chief of the Guangfu Army, the Yellow Emperor on April 11, , April 11, 2010"

Listening to the final end of the appointment, several people were shocked at the same time.

"Chen Moran...Mo Fei..."

"It's Chen squealing... sir!"

When it came to Jiang Guoliang's mouth, he quickly changed his words. Now he is the commander-in-chief of the Guangfu Army.

"Exactly!"

At this time, everyone is a little dumbfounded. Chen Moran and Chen limping are the commander-in-chief of the Guangfu Army, the "Mr. Crutches" who shocked the outside the earthquake, and Xie Aiguang reacted after a while. Mr. Crutches is Chen Moran, and Chen Moran is Mr. Crutches! Things in the world are too much... On the contrary, Jiang Guoliang and others breathed a sigh of relief. Who is Chen Moran? He is the first tycoon in Shanghai, the enemy of a rich country. What he fights is to fight for silver! Who has more money, who can win the battle!

When several people took over the commission, Gong Guangyao felt that he was sweating coldly on his forehead. After receiving the commission, they were against the party. After looking at each other, everyone gritted their teeth and arched to Lin Shaobai at the same time.

"Please ask Officer Lin to show me how to act next!"

"A change of flag, respond to the Shanghai uprising, control the fort, and prepare for the battle in the south of the fort..."

A series of orders came out of Lin Shaobai's mouth. Finally, after everyone took the order to leave, he left Jiang Guoliang alone, and then looked at Jiang Guoliang, who was surprised.

"Captain Jiang, if the warships of the great powers are advancing, do you dare to fire?"

Lin Shaobai's expression, who stared at Jiang Guoliang, was extremely serious. Jiang Guoliang, who was being looked at, smiled.

"Commander-in-chief, if you hit your own brother, maybe Guo Liang will hesitate, but as long as there is an order for the foreign warships, the brothers on the national beam and the fort will all swear to die! If one person retreats, but the commander-in-chief, the old and young in the Zhu Guoliang family, please engrave the name on the Han anniper monument..."

(to be continued)