Chapter 8 Chapter Three Why Qiang Flute Should Blame Willows (1)

Watching Nie Qinxuan's team disappear into the night, although Liu Lanting was very hesitant, he decided not to wait for the commander-in-chief, immediately stopped preparing for the riot, immediately hid his weapons, and transferred all comrades who might be exposed that night.Liu Lanting passed on his decision in secret, and he told the members of the alliance in Yincheng to carry out his orders, and he was fully responsible for all consequences.Liu Lanting immediately arranged for those who might be exposed to secretly follow Dunmutang's salt boat and caravan out of the city.Someone asked Liu Lanting, what should you do yourself?Liu Lanting smiled lightly and said, Nie Qinxuan now considers me the commander in chief, if I leave, none of you will be able to leave.After personally arranging the secret transfer of most of the teachers, Liu Lanting secretly carried a revolver with him.Touching the stiff gun handle on the back of his shirt, he couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart: Now that the riot has been cancelled, and the school has to be closed, the pistol hidden in his waist may not be used by anyone but himself.It's really a scholar who failed to rebel for three years!Even if the commander-in-chief appeared in front of his eyes, it was useless. He had no way to direct a riot that he had canceled in advance.As the person in charge of the Yincheng League, Liu Lanting now has to face not only the Qing army, but also has to explain his arbitrary decision to the commander-in-chief and the Tokyo headquarters.If this decision to cancel the riot in advance cannot be explained clearly, it means that it will be difficult for him to clear himself of the crime of betraying the revolution.At the same time, Liu Lanting still has an urgent matter to do. He must notify the alliance members in the surrounding counties as soon as possible to stop the riots at the same time, so as to avoid unnecessary sacrifices caused by inconsistent actions.Although the few people who have been transferred can spread the news, it is still far from enough. There must be a faster way to let the news of stopping the riots spread non-stop.If the comrades in the surrounding counties still rioted according to the original plan and attacked Yincheng, which was heavily fortified and had no one to respond, the consequences would be unimaginable.The only thing we can do our best now is to minimize the loss of failure.

Liu Lanting was on the ferry at Tingyu Wharf when he suddenly thought of this emergency idea.In the just darkened night, the butter lanterns hung on the bow of the boat illuminated the narrow stretch of water.The boatman's oars stirred the soothing sound of water in the river.The lantern on the opposite pier marked the distance of the river from afar.Because of the darkness, the erratic lantern seemed far away in the sky.The salt boats moored on the Shangshuiguan Wharf also have twinkling lights floating far away on the river.At this time, Liu Lanting suddenly thought that he could use the endless river water to break through Nie Qinxuan's strict blockade to deliver news.Liu Lanting, who wanted to return to the old city before closing the city gate, hurriedly asked the boatman to return to the east bank, and hurried back to the school in the night.

But ever since he made that decision, Liu Lanting has been doubting himself in his heart all the time, always thinking: Is it because I am eager to protect the school that I finally gave up the riot that should have been held.What's more, in Nie Qinxuan's barracks, Ouyang Langyun, whose life and death are uncertain, is still being imprisoned.Giving up the riot is tantamount to giving up the rescue of Ouyang Langyun completely.It was like watching him die.What's more, the commander-in-chief hasn't arrived yet, and all other situations haven't been discussed yet. I don't know if there are other major changes. I didn't have the power to make such a major decision.

Liu Lanting arranged the tools he wanted to use, and in the empty technician classroom, it was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing.On the display shelves at the back of the classroom, on the experimental table, there are soaps made by the students, mirrors that have been plated, cloth dyes prepared by the students, and some unfinished bamboo crafts.All kinds of tools and utensils can be seen everywhere.The smell of soap, the fragrance of bamboo and the smell of chemicals made the classroom a little stagnant and cloudy.Liu Lanting specially brought two desk lamps from the principal's office.In the sluggish darkness, he lit a lamp, and then another.In order to prevent being discovered by others, Liu Lanting put down all the curtains in advance.In the tightly sealed room, the light pushed through the darkness, revealing the chaos in the classroom, casting Liu Lanting's shadow long into the chaos.In the chaos, Liu Lanting turned his head to look at the long, black shadow on the wall, and couldn't help wondering: Did he give up the riot and Ouyang Langyun in a hurry to protect the school?Can you justify yourself?Since Mr. Sun advocated the revolution, countless failed riots have been held and countless comrades have been sacrificed.But elsewhere, other comrades, did not give up rioting because of foreseeable defeat.Could Yincheng just give up?Can I just give up?Although, with the current situation, waiting any longer is tantamount to suicide.But not being able to wait any longer does not mean that the riot must be called off.Maybe I should order a riot in advance tonight, seize the barracks, and rescue Ouyang Langyun.Even if the riot fails, even if many people will die, the gunfire of the riot has finally started.Regardless of success or failure, there can always be a complete explanation to the world and to the headquarters.It is much more heroic than retreating silently like this.In that way, like many comrades who died, I can lie in the middle of the martyrs with peace of mind.Just like what Ouyang Langyun has already done... Thinking of Ouyang Langyun, Liu Lanting felt an unbearable sense of shame and self-condemnation.From assassinating the magistrate with a bomb to voluntarily surrendering himself, Ouyang Langyun regarded death as home and acted alone.He may be reckless, but he is not timid at all.Everything was borne by himself, and he never asked for anything from himself.He didn't even ask him to send the suicide note to his parents before leaving.Ouyang Langyun had nothing to ask for, and nothing to worry about.Compared with him, I was like this dirty shadow dragging on the wall, black and long.No matter what, Liu Lanting couldn't get rid of this kind of shame in his heart.Maybe protecting schools and protecting comrades is not the real reason.Maybe I was just a coward who got cold feet.Maybe I just can't let go of Jiumei, just greedy for life and afraid of death.Although the decision had been made, Liu Lanting couldn't get out of the predicament he fell into because of this decision.No one can share this life-and-death crisis.The bone-piercing loneliness is like a candle burning in the darkness, with wisps of smoke, faintly spreading into the boundless night.

Liu Lanting with a gloomy expression sat down for a moment, sighed deeply, and then copied a line of Tang poetry on the bamboo piece with the prepared ink.On the flat workbench, there is a lamp on the left and a lamp on the right. The exquisite red sandalwood base is inlaid with a silver-carved panlong lamp holder. On the lamp holder is a melon-shaped glass lampshade. The light of the tallow candle comes from the glass lampshade. Evenly refracted onto the tabletop, it illuminates Wang Zhihuan's long and ethereal poem - "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds..." These baked, planed, and flattened bamboo slices were originally used to cut bamboo strips. It is used to teach students bamboo weaving craft in technical class.But now they are being used in unexpected ways.Gradually, Liu Lanting's hands were already full of bamboo pieces that had been written on.Looking at the dozens of pieces of bamboo on the table, Liu Lanting suddenly remembered the idiom "There are too many bamboos to book", and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Before there was paper, the history of the Chinese people for thousands of years was written on bamboo chips.Liu Lanting never thought that when it was his turn to write, he would be so overwhelmed and so absurd.

In the daily life of people in Yincheng, bamboo is a ubiquitous thing.Bamboo houses, bamboo tables, bamboo chairs, bamboo beds, bamboo baskets, bamboo tubes, bamboo bowls, bamboo chopsticks, bamboo combs, bamboo grates, bamboo hairpins, bamboo poles, bamboo hats, bamboo pipes, bamboo sliding poles, etc., can be said to be Everything you need.In Yincheng's thousands of years of salt industry operations, besides buffaloes, bamboo is the other largest expense and industry.Bamboo tubes for drawing brine from salt wells tens or hundreds of feet deep, bamboo slings for lifting tools for sinking and drawing water, wiping strips for controlling the speed of crankshafts, pipes for long-distance transportation of brine, cranes and pans Bamboo is used as the raw material for the car panel and corrugated box, and the bamboo bag for packing salt.As a result, dozens of bamboo factories specializing in the production and operation of bamboo products have been formed.The major bamboo factories in Yincheng go to the mountains every spring to select bamboo forests on the spot, distinguish the types, estimate the growth time and grade, and negotiate the price with the forest owner face to face.Then, engrave the brand name of our factory on the bamboo: Xiehexiang, Jiqingyuan, Yongshengheng, etc., so as to distinguish them.The annual bamboo is called the first season bamboo, and then "rises up" year by year, called the second season bamboo and the third season bamboo.In addition to being selected from various prefectures and counties in this province, the bamboo production areas have been as far as Xiangxi, Yunnan, and Guizhou, especially the bamboo from Chishui and Xishui is the top grade.The one-year-old Cizhu used to make bamboo ropes should be cut down after the winter solstice and before the beginning of spring, and split into bamboo boards on the spot to be dried in a kiln.Bamboos for making tubes, soaps, and wiping strips are felled in summer, and bamboos that have grown for more than four years must be selected for felling.During the transportation of the cut bamboo, the bamboo skin must be protected to prevent scratches, and it is also necessary to avoid drying and cracking caused by exposure to the sun. Otherwise, the bamboo that has been cut with great expense and effort will become waste.All felled bamboo is transported by water.Autumn and winter are the peak seasons for transportation.When the time comes, countless bamboo rafts and boats gather at Shangshui Pass from thousands of miles away like a flood, filling the surface of Yinxi River.The shopkeepers and craftsmen of more than 20 large and small bamboo farms in the old and new cities have to select the materials for the tubes, rafts, bamboos, and clappers from the hundreds of thousands of longevity bamboos, mottled bamboos, nanzhus, and compassionate bamboos.Thickness, thinness, length, and shortness of the bamboo material, brittleness, hardness, flexibility, and toughness of the texture, thinness, thickness, lightness, and weight of the bamboo tube, which type of bamboo, how many seasons it has grown, the texture, and what it should be used for, The so-called tube, bamboo, bamboo, and bang, in the eyes of experts, must be judged at a glance, and used according to the material.Bamboo cut in summer must be transported and processed before the next year’s Rain Festival.Otherwise, once the solar terms pass, the water in the bamboo will dry out, and the bamboo will be too dry and hard to be baked and processed, and it will become waste.Bamboo delivered on time, depending on the quality of use, the average price of each bamboo varies from five or six taels of silver to a few dollars.The best large mottled bamboo tubes and bamboo tubes can be sold for twenty taels of silver.With the extensive use of bamboo for many years, in addition to the use of bamboo in the salt industry, the exquisite bamboo handicrafts have also become a specialty of Yincheng.In this way, during thousands of years of cultivation, felling, transportation, selection, processing and use, a kind of plant, a kind of animal, and some people who have been busy for generations have invisibly formed this fleshy and prosperous land. The prosperous city constitutes the city's untold history.The gentle candlelight shines on the bamboo slices spread flat on the table, and the ink diluted with kerosene is quickly absorbed by the peeled bamboo slices. The black writing on the creamy yellow bamboo slices is clear and eye-catching.The ink used to print examination papers and teaching materials on wax plates is unexpectedly easy to use on bamboo sheets.Unfortunately, they are used in failure.Prior to this, Liu Lanting received a secret order from Tokyo. If the commander-in-chief arrives on time, the riot will be held as scheduled on August 24. The code word for initiating the riot used Wang Changling's poem "Qin Shi Ming Yue Han Shi Guan".In case things were revealed or an accident happened to cancel the riot, the code word for notifying each other was the phrase "Yellow River is far above the white clouds".Of course, it should be the commander-in-chief who issues the order, not someone else.Liu Lanting recited these two lines from "Three Hundred Tang Poems" by heart when he was enlightened in ethnology.He didn't expect that after he became the principal, he would come to review such homework.Under the quiet candlelight, I copied this well-known line of verse in Mengtong's textbook hundreds of times, which made Liu Lanting feel hopeless and heartbroken.Now the last thing I want to see has finally happened, the revolution and education have finally been destroyed in my own hands, and all of this was decided when I was in Tokyo.Since everything is going to be destroyed, why bother to build this school brick by brick?

In the second year of Xuantong, on the 20th day of the eighth month, when the bells of the Bell and Drum Tower in the old city of Yincheng rang for the fourth watch, Liu Lanting came to Tingyu Wharf alone in the dark night before dawn and woke up. The boatman waiting in the grass shed.When the ferry boat with the lights out quietly sailed to the middle of the river, Liu Lanting untied a cloth bag in his hand, and slowly sprinkled hundreds of bamboo pieces filled with Tang poems in the cloth bag into the rolling river water one by one middle.Hearing the slight sound of water splashing from the bamboo splinters in the dark, Liu Lanting suddenly felt that even his own idea was just a self-deception to let go of his conscience.Can this surging river really spread the news?Will these hundreds of bamboo pieces be discovered in time by passing ships and people along the shore?Can these bamboo chips really float into the Qingyi River and pass the news of the cancellation of the riot to comrades downstream?What if no one saw them at all?What if the river washes them to some irrelevant place?Isn't all this a self-deceiving child's play? ... The thick darkness engulfed everything, Liu Lanting could only hear the sound of the rushing river mysteriously coming from the darkness, as if a huge monster opened its bloody mouth and rose out of the darkness dripping water. The river, panting heavily in the ear.Inexplicable fear suddenly surrounded me, and a thought flashed through my heart like lightning: maybe these bamboo pieces should not be the only ones put into the river.Thinking of this, Liu Lanting's hand could not help but firmly grasped the side of the boat.The boatman reminded softly at the stern: "Liu Qiye, are you doing well?"

The ferry returned to the east bank again.When the two parted, Liu Lanting put a piece of Long Yang into the callused palm of the boatman.No one saw this scene, and the pitch-black night blocked everything tightly. Despite the huts built by the brothers with branches, Qiulu still wet her clothes.When Yue Tianyi sat up rubbing his sore arms, he saw a morning star like a lamp in the dark sky before dawn.Last night it was reported that another two or three hundred brothers were separated.Yue Tianyi sighed in his heart: go, go if you want.The main road faces the sky, and I, Yue Tianyi, can't force people to rebel.Most of the brothers who remained were lying around the base of the old city wall at Tongling Pass, lying in disorder.Those who couldn't fit lay under the big rocks and trees on both sides of the ravine, and many of them were only covered with branches and leaves.All the bonfires that were lit at night have been extinguished, and only the burnt firewood is still smoking.All kinds of flags lay beside them, as did knives, guns and weapons.The entire valley seemed to be a battlefield full of corpses left after a fierce battle.There is no moon, and the sky with the faint morning light is like an impenetrable abyss. In the cold and lonely darkness, there is only that one high and lonely lamp.The inexplicable melancholy was ignited by this lamp, hanging in the far and deep horizon.

This valley with "corpses all over the field" suddenly touched Yue Tianyi deeply.If one day they are defeated, it will be the scene in front of them.One or two thousand lives will sleep on the ground motionless like this, and will always sleep in piles of bones and mud.These two thousand brothers followed me, and they gave their lives to me.These people who have grown crops for generations believe in themselves as they believe in the land.They sowed their seeds and toiled, believing that the land would reward them.Deeply moved in my heart, the vision that was caressing between the valleys was blurred by warm tears.

Yue Tianyi swore secretly in his heart: When I take down Yincheng, my Tianyi army will have endless silver.I want to buy more cars and horses, build new knives and new guns, and raise thousands of troops.I want the brothers to hold a banquet in the lobby of the county government office, eat meat and drink wine.Let them live in the good houses of the old rich, wear silk and satin, ask the wives of the old rich to serve tea and pour water, rub their waists and backs, pass the fire to light cigarettes, and sleep with the brothers at night.I want to open warehouses to distribute food, and open cabinets to distribute money.I want to build buildings and houses in Yincheng, so that all the poor people in the world will move to Yincheng.Ge Laozi wants to use the beautiful Guandi Temple in the east of the city as my golden palace, and wants the whole family to live in it, sons and grandchildren live in it, and the East Palace, West Palace, South Palace, and North Palace also live in it... I I want to go to that Muduntang to get my baby back.Forget about the daughter, the girl who was given to the Yuyingtang would have been married long ago if she found it. She believed in a foreign religion, so she was no longer a member of her own family.Out of kindness, the old rich man gave a tael of silver as the price of a cowhide.Such a large courtyard, such a large facade, a gentleman with a good face, dressed in a rich and rich manner, surrounded by a dozen servants.Gouwa'er cried and refused to leave, how did he know that I was sending him to enjoy the blessings, and there was no other way to go home with me except to die of starvation.Living in that compound as a dog is much more enjoyable than us being individuals outside!What's the point of crying after getting rid of the sea of ​​suffering and going to enjoy the blessings?Yaomeier did not get this blessing, so Yaomei had to be sent to the Yuyingtang.Rich people are blessed people. If they have nothing they can’t buy, they will buy our father and son for a tael of silver and never look back.How dare I turn my head back, because I am afraid that the baby will cry, and I am afraid that the owner will regret not buying it.Gouwaer is also in his twenties this year... We know each other as father and son, so we have an in-law with Mu Duntang, to let the world know that our father-in-law's family also has some roots.Gouwaer came from a wealthy family, so I asked him to be the prime minister and help me sit in the world with my two brothers who are generals.I will soon be sixty years old, and when I fight the world, I always think about my children.The next day I died, and the whole world was like their brothers sitting up.When the time comes, the brothers and those who are in harmony, don't argue about dividing families, don't forget your roots, and don't forget the sufferings of the poor in the world.If there is land, everyone needs to plant it, if there is money, everyone needs to spend it, if there is a house, everyone needs to live in it, and if there is a drought or flood, someone needs to open a storehouse for relief.All sons and daughters must be filial, relatives must keep in touch, all boys have books to read, some Kunnies have husbands, wear cotton-padded clothes in winter, and unlined clothes in summer, have meat to eat during the New Year, and opera troupes to sing operas, then It's like a peaceful world.If we all live in this peaceful world, no one will starve to death, no one will sell their sons and daughters, no one will rebel, and no one will be separated... I will die with peace of mind... The only people who have rebelled throughout the ages are victorious A dead end.Liu Bang can win, Zhu Yuanzhang can win, and I, Grand Marshal Jinpeng, can also win!I can only win, not lose!I can't let these brothers who rebelled against me die in this ravine. The Revolutionary Party has already taken the lead in Yincheng. We Tianyi Army can't wait any longer, and we can't let others take Yincheng first.All the silver in the world is in Yincheng. If you take Yincheng, you will take away the silver in the world. What's the point of seizing it if the world doesn't have silver?We Tianyi Army are not fools!We will transfer to Yincheng today, and we will take down Yincheng the day after tomorrow!As long as I get ahead, those revolutionary parties have nothing to say.With the salt and silver of Yincheng as the capital, and the stone city as the foundation, I am not afraid of his army coming to attack, and I am not afraid of how many officers and troops come!Yue Tianyi fell into deep associations and made up his mind to attack Yincheng.The gradually rising morning light drove away the gloom in the valley, illuminating the firm confidence and hope on Yue Tianyi's face.

General Yue Xinshou of the left came to report that an army of about sixty or seventy officers had been found ten miles in front of Tongling Pass towards the provincial capital, and there seemed to be a cavalry team.Yue Tianyi asked the whistle chief Yue beside him: "Mr. Yue, what do you think we should do?" Captain Yue shook his head without hesitation, "Generalissimo, this must be the new army from the province. I heard Commander Nie say that there are five or six hundred people in the battalion, not just six or seventy. They are all foreign guns and cannons, and one cannon can hit as far as possible. We are no match for birds, guns and swords. It is better not to meet them." "You said they came for reinforcements, are they going to Yincheng?" "That's right, that's right." "Mr. Yue, according to what you said, if we let them go to Yincheng, we will not be able to fight Yincheng. If Yincheng doesn't go, then what good will the brothers follow me to rebel? No good, who will do it? Follow me? If no one follows me, the Tianyi Army will have to disband. If the Tianyi Army disbands, why do you want me as a general and you as a military adviser? Could it be that our rebellion is just to show others? Isn’t it possible that we are rebelling or singing? Could it be that we can’t take away Yincheng’s silver?” Hearing that the words were wrong, Chief Yue hurriedly obediently put away his own opinions. Yue Tianyi asked again: "Xinshou, how many cows are left of the dozen or so cows we pulled from some rich families in Banqiao Town yesterday?" "Yesterday, the brothers killed four old cows in a tooth sacrifice, and there are twelve or three cows that are reluctant to kill again. They are all good cattle for farming. Killing them is too sinful!" Yue Tianyi laughed, "That's good, we have a way to deal with his foreign guns and cannons. Pass my word and send all the cattle to the door opening at the pass. Each cow is paired with two short knives and sent together An order was sent to the brothers to take their weapons and gather on the city wall. Anyone with a musket stood in front. Carry the two cannons to the city wall and set them up. Those who could not squeeze through the city wall waited in the yard below. Move more stones to the top of the city wall. If someone comes to attack, hit them with stones. Cut down a few trees to block the entrance of the city gate. First seal the road and the city gate. Light a few fires in the courtyard dam Put more green firewood and make more cigarettes. Tell the brothers, take care of the new army and the old army. If this battle is won, our Tianyi Army will go to Yincheng to distribute the money! I, General Jinpeng, will count on what I say !" Postmaster Yue couldn't understand what was going on with Niu Qi's tactics, and looked at the Generalissimo blankly. Yue Tianyi patted him on the shoulder, "Mr. Yue, you don't know now, but you will soon. Go and call your brothers to the city wall. Your dozens of muskets will be useful now." Hearing the officers and soldiers coming, there was a commotion in the valley of Tongling Pass.Some people have already started to panic and run along the hillside.Yue Tianyi hurriedly rushed to the top of the city, grabbed a gong, stood next to the commander-in-chief's flag, beat the gong and shouted: "Brothers, brothers, don't panic! Don't be afraid! There are only sixty or seventy officers and soldiers, what are we afraid of? We Can't one or two thousand people beat him with dozens of people? Don't run, if you run again, don't blame me for beheading--! New Year! New Year! You put me in the back and push me up--! If you run any further, you will be beheaded! Brothers, hear that, if we win this battle, we will go to Yincheng to share the money! I, Yue Tianyi, mean what I say!" With the cooperation of the right general Yue Xinnian, Yue Tianyi's gongs and shouts finally worked.The commotion and collapse of the peasants gradually stopped, and even some who had fled turned around again.Gradually, the brilliant sun covered the sky. The scattered crowd in the valley wore various clothes and held different weapons. Some of them even only held hoes and shovels in their hands. They followed Yue Tianyi's command and began to slowly Concentrate on the city wall of the pass. Tongling Pass, sandwiched in the middle of the valley, was originally a square hollow castle.An avenue passes through the middle of the castle. In addition to watch towers and barracks, there are also towers on the east and west sides.This Tongling Pass used to be an important throat from Yincheng to the provincial capital.But since it was abandoned more than 260 years ago, it has already collapsed beyond recognition, leaving only the rammed earth in the heart of the wall.Only the stone wall on the east side still retains the city gate and its general appearance.Yue Tianyi's commander-in-chief flag and grand master's chair were conspicuously placed on the top of this city gate.The courtyard dam he mentioned is the square open space surrounded by rammed earth walls.People gathered like flocks from both sides of the valley, and gradually filled the courtyard dam in all directions.If these scattered people hadn't joined the Tianyi Army, it would have been time for them to go to the fields with their farm tools.Their backs and arms have long been stiff and bent from years of hard work.So they are now responding urgently to the enemy, not as if they are going to fight, but more like walking on the road to the fields. The cool morning breeze blew up the handsome flag at the top of the city. This black handsome flag embroidered with large golden characters shook majesticly in the bright morning light. Peasants turned into rebel fighters.Billowing thick smoke rushed into the sky at the ancient Tongling Pass.A bloody battle with real knives and guns is about to begin in the history written by others. After calmly cooking and eating, the main force of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Infantry Association of the 17th Town of the Provisional Army marched five miles forward to join the vanguard.Guan Dai Liu Zhenwu ordered: the left and right teams each lead their own 126 people up the mountain and advance along the slopes on both sides of the canyon to prevent possible ambushes and keep within an effective range of 500 yards from the main team , to ensure mutual cross-fire support.Liu Zhenwu himself led the front team and the rear team to march along the avenue in the valley.The infantry is followed by artillery, the artillery is followed by the transport team, and the cavalry is at the end, which can not only protect the enemy from outflanking from behind, but also can be transferred to the front at any time to launch an attack.Liu Zhenwu ordered all the officers and soldiers to defeat the Tianyi Army and these mobs without further entanglement.Because ammunition is limited, after being put into battle, each gun can only fire one shot, and each cannon can only fire one shot.In order to ensure the lethality, each shot should be fired at least in sheds.Anyone can shoot only after hearing the order, and offenders will be fined heavily.After the battle, the officers of each team should check the ammunition. Anyone who violates the order and runs out of ammunition will be severely punished.With this impeccable deployment, Liu Zhenwu confidently led his 600 officers and soldiers straight to Tongling Pass.In a blink of an eye, the soldiers saw thick smoke billowing straight into the sky.Liu Zhenwu, who was riding on a horse, saw through the binoculars the peasants crowded together like they were going to a temple fair, and a black flag fluttering in the morning wind.The soldiers lined up in four rows and walked neatly under the horse. They saw the indifferent and calm face of the commander on the horse, like a cold stone. Two miles away from Tongling Pass, I heard the roar of earth cannons on the top of the city.After the green smoke passed, some fragments of iron sand and iron pot fell feebly on the road dozens of steps in front of the pass.Liu Zhenwu ordered the team to move on without hesitation.It wasn't until only six or seven hundred yards away from the pass that Liu Zhenwu ordered to stop the advance, let the baggage back, and asked the soldiers to line up in the order of infantry, artillery, and horses to meet the enemy.After a short sound of the trumpet, the soldiers up and down the valley lined up in groups of battle formations.The war has not yet started, and the well-trained soldiers have already occupied the favorable terrain condescendingly.Liu Zhenwu drew out his command saber and gave the order to load the gun, and there was a sound of pulling the bolt of the gun in the team. There was a brief silence in front of Tongling Pass. Maybe it was attracted by the loud and clear sound of the trumpet, maybe it was because I had never seen such a neat and beautiful army.The peasants on the city wall widened their eyes for a moment, watching in amazement that the enemies up and down the valley changed their formation in front of them like magic.They don't know what is called infantry, cavalry, and artillery combined operations, let alone the tactics and tactics used by enemy commanders. They learned them not from Sun Tzu and Zhuge Liang, but from Frederick the Great and Napoleon I.However, Generalissimo Yue Tianyi of Jinpeng didn't pay attention to the enemy, nor did he pay attention to foreign guns and cannons. He was full of confidence in the tricks he had arranged.Yue Tianyi once again raised the gong, knocked twice with all his might, bang——, boom——, and then opened his throat and shouted: "Brothers, fire up the guns for me! " After a burst of gunfire, along with the green smoke, some iron sand and iron pot fragments fell into the soil. On the enemy's position, the military flag waved lightly, there was no sound, and the strict formation remained motionless. Yue Tianyi knocked on the gong again, and shouted again: "Turtle sons, look at Lao Tzu's fire cow array to send you to the west! Light the fire—! Open the door—! Herd the cattle—!" I saw that the branches piled up in front of the gate of the pass city were dragged aside by a dozen people with ropes.Then, more than a dozen tall and strong buffaloes jumped out from the door opening. Each buffalo had two bright short knives tied to its horns. The buffalo's tail was wrapped with some rags dipped in vegetable oil. They were ignited by the fire. The cloth and linen of the buffalo are like torches, and black smoke is rising behind the buffalo.The buffaloes who were hurt by the fire mooed and roared, and rushed towards the officer's position on the opposite side along the road in the valley in panic.Following closely behind the buffalo, left general Yue Xinshou held a broadsword and led a group of peasants who, like him, brandished broadswords and spears, rushed out of the city gate.The brothers of the one or two thousand Tianyi Army cheered and shouted in unison at Tongling Pass.All of a sudden, the people of Tongling Pass roared in unison, and the sound of killing shook the sky. Liu Zhenwu leaned his command saber on his shoulder and stood at the side of the front line, waiting motionlessly for the cattle and crowds running over to come into range.He suddenly raised his sharp command saber, and issued an order in a loud voice: "The front team is in a row, directly in front, hit the cattle, use the watch card for 500 miles, and shoot a volley——!" Crackling gunshots rang out.Amidst the crisp gunshots, the running cattle seemed to be enchanted, and in the blink of an eye, they rolled to the ground in unison.The cows piled on each other, bumped into each other, and rolled over. The short knives on the horns either broke off the stones on the road or pierced into the bodies of their companions.The crowd following behind the herd also fell like straw cut by a sickle.Left General Yue Xinshou's broadsword flew out of his hand along with his fallen body, and did several beautiful somersaults in the air. The red silk on the handle of the knife flipped into patterns like magic and kept flying. Before the terrified peasant army could react, Liu Zhenwu had already issued a second order: "The second row of the front line, directly in front, attack the crowd, use the watch card for 400 strides, and shoot a volley—!" Everything is exactly the same as the usual drill.The soldiers took a platoon as a unit, and the forty-two soldiers in three sheds were divided into three rows, and there were three sets of firepower for prone shooting, kneeling shooting, and standing shooting.After the shooting, the soldiers ran and turned to the sides and retreated to get out of the front line of sight. After that, forty-two muskets were still firing in turn. Behind the criss-crossed corpses of cows and people, the attack came to an abrupt end.The peasants yelled in terror and retreated.The wounded were abandoned on the open ground outside the city gate, shouting, struggling, and writhing.The injured cow was also screaming, struggling and writhing.The bright red human blood and cow blood stained the ancient Tongling Pass. Seeing his eldest son Yue Xinshou die in front of the battle with his own eyes, Yue Tianyi was distraught and indignant. He stood on the top of the wall and yelled, "Fucking officers and soldiers, I'm going to tear you into pieces, I'm going to eat your heart and dog's lungs! Brothers! Ah, everyone wants to avenge Xinshou!..." However, before Yue Tianyi finished cursing, beeping orders sounded from the enemy's position, followed by the 75mm Krupp mountain gun firing.Following two thunderclaps, the shells pierced the air and screamed shrilly. One shell landed accurately under the commander-in-chief's banner at the head of the city, and the other shell fell over the city wall and landed in the crowd crowded in the courtyard.Amidst the explosion sound of the mountains shaking and the ground shaking, flesh and blood were flying, earth and stones were flying, and limbs were thrown around. The majestic handsome flag was torn into countless pieces in an instant.Liu Zhenwu calmly admired the precise shelling in the binoculars: the grenade hit the handsome flag at the top of the city, and the cannonballs fell into the crowd behind the wall. The opponent was completely defeated.Liu Zhenwu didn't like the victory in front of him. This unsuspecting and disparate confrontation was not a battle at all, but an unqualified live ammunition exercise at best.Liu Zhenwu's only concern is not to delay his arrival in Yincheng because of these mobs.He immediately commanded the buglers around him to sound the order to charge.In the valley, the military flag fluttered, the brass horns sounded, and the soldiers roared earth-shatteringly. When Yue Tianyi got up from the ground, he was surprised to find that one of his arms was missing.The sound of crying and wailing erupted like a mountain torrent, and the fleeing crowd ran rampant like a herd of crazy beasts, trampling each other.Yue Tianyi lowered his head and searched hard around some mutilated corpses, muttering to himself constantly: "Where did I lose my arm? Where did I lose my gong? Guizi These cannons are so powerful that you don’t even have to see them, how could they chop off Lao Tzu’s arms with a bang?”