late Qing Dynasty arrest

In the early morning, the wake-up call sounded loudly, and the overnight north wind brought fresh air, filling the barracks with a deadly atmosphere.Li Guolou, who was drunk last night, was woken up by the sound of military horns. People are lazy, but thinking of the unrest in the military camp, he still counted to ten and got up.

After inspecting the barracks, [-] daredevil soldiers from Li Ziying who rushed into Xiaokongtong Fortress did not return overnight.Li Guolou raised his head and looked at the three dilapidated fortresses on Huangtugang. Should he go up and take a look? Since he was on the front line but hadn’t seen the post-war scene, how would he talk about the war in the future?

"Herald, go up to the small cave and tell Battelle that I will go to the Tongbao group in an hour and let the people above get ready." Of course Li Guolou knows what scenes can be seen by the officer and what scenes should be avoided .He wasn't looking for faults, he just wanted to see the post-war scene.

"Yes!" The young Ma Liang jumped up excitedly, and was the first to rush out. He was too young to compete for the death squad.But when you come to the battlefield in person, you understand everything. You have to see the piles of corpses, and you have to see whether the plundered comrades are getting rich?What gift will his father Ma Dequan give him?

Li Guolou saw that Ma Liang didn't even say hello, and volunteered to be the herald, and ran out in a hurry, shaking his head and sighing: "Hey, I have brought all the children to death, what will happen to these children in the future?"

Zhu Dinghe said with a smile: "Master Li is too worried, it's okay to have a look, let's learn more, I'll go up and have a look later."

Li Guolou curled his lips and said, "Old Zhu, let me remind you that you are not allowed to write travel notes about this experience. Otherwise, we will break off our friendship, and I will never forgive you for the rest of my life."

Zhu Dinghe laughed, patted Li Guolou on the shoulder, and said, "Little Li, what are you afraid of? I'm not a fool, I have to write, and I wrote down everything I saw and heard along the way. The writing praises Li Ziying and our officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty. When I return to Beijing, I will publish it on the declaration in Shanghai to let the people of the Qing Dynasty know who is the cutest person. Praise these soldiers who gave their lives for the unification of the motherland , I still need to collect some more materials to write a book praising Marshal Zuo."

Li Guolou listened to his ears, and said happily: "Well, that's kind, don't forget to write a chapter for me, two thousand ears, there is nothing wrong with it, the Battle of Xiaokongtong, I took the first chapter." Guo Ziying just took advantage of me, I destroyed the enemy's artillery fire, and Guo Baochang took advantage of others, it's not worth mentioning."

Zhu Dinghe rolled his eyes, frightened Li Guolou, pointed his big hand, and shouted: "Old Guo is here, little Li, right behind you."

Although he knew it was fake, Li Guolou was so scared that he turned around and took a look. Then he felt relieved and heaved a sigh of relief: "Old Zhu, don't make jokes. Qiu Ba will turn his face at every turn. I don't want to quarrel with Guo Ziying." turn."

"That's right, Qiu Ba can't afford to offend him. If he gets angry with Qiu Ba, he will blow up the camp. At that time, the officer's fame and fortune will be ruined." Zhu Dinghe sighed. Only when he came to the front line did he know the bloody and cruelty of the war. Li Guolou's opponent The requirements are still quite strict, and ten "Li Ziying" military regulations have been issued.But when they really fought on the battlefield, even the supervisors messed around, how did the four thousand enemies die?

Was he killed during the battle, or was he massacred by Qing soldiers?The truth will never be revealed.

"It's a pity that your writing style is a bit poor. Otherwise, like the poet Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty, it would be a worthwhile trip to write famous stories about life in the frontier." After two bloody battles, Li Guolou did not sing along the way. Poems are leisurely and elegant, and no poems can beautify war.Those who can use magnificent poems to describe battles are all masters of Heihouxue. The essence of war is to kill people, and the so-called justice is also a means of whitewashing killing.

"What is poetry? In the future, I will become a great writer like Cao Xueqin." Zhu Dinghe glanced sideways at Li Guolou. Everyone is mutual, and people with different status are in completely different situations. Write a copy and present it to Emperor Tongzhi.That is the witness of history, which will be sealed in the archives of history forever.The empress dowagers of the two palaces were also allowed to see the patriotic poems left by Li Guolou on his travels all the way, showing off the demeanor of Tanhualang.Who is he writing for?It's worth racking your brains to think about a poem that doesn't make you sick.

"Haha!" Li Guolou laughed dryly. At Zhu Dinghe's level, the person who wrote two travel notes was no match for Xu Xiake, yet he set his life goals as high as the sky, and wanted to surpass Cao Xueqin.He is the only one who can tolerate this kind of fellow countryman who looks higher than the sky, and wants to find a fat job for Zhu Dinghe.

Zhu Dinghe was furious, hooked Li Guolou's neck, and said in a low voice: "Little Li, I have endured you for a long time, and I can't hold it anymore. Listen carefully, I will bring one back when I return to Beijing. Next In the next battle, you should go and tell the two chieftains that one should be at least, and two should not be too many."

Li Guolou scratched his head and smiled wryly: "Old Zhu, you are embarrassing me, anyway, I don't care, you go to Battelle yourself, don't report to me, after the capture of Lijiabao, you will be with the first group of people Back to Beijing, anyway, I don’t know.”

"Enough friends, it's not in vain that I have suffered so much all the way." Zhu Dinghe punched Li Guolou's chest hard. Jinshi who came from a literati background said that he wanted to be an honest gentleman and a pillar of the country, but they were the group of people who were dressed like beasts. They are the ones who drank flower wine together.What kind of person is Li Guolou?He is Li Guolou's best friend, both sides have no scruples, and he is a villain with a true temperament.

The news that Li Guolou was going to visit Xiao Kongtong was soon known to the deputy commander Xu Zhanbiao and other military officers.These military officers still have scruples about Li Guolou's status. Li Guolou is the favorite minister of Emperor Tongzhi, and it would be bad if the emperor heard gossip.Xu Zhanbiao hurriedly ordered Guo Baochang to go to Xiao Kongtong's fortress first, and clean up the security in the three fortresses, so as not to make their faces ugly, and not to make the Qing army make a fool of themselves.

Before leaving, Guo Baochang winked, cupped his hands and said, "Deputy Marshal Xu, please rest assured, only soldiers can't see any survivors, those Li Ziying death squads have already said hello, and they won't spoil their own affairs Yes, I took care of the negotiation work myself."

Xu Zhanbiao stroked his big beard and said with a smile, "Guo Shoubei, don't be silly. Mr. Li is a god catcher, what would you not know? This commander just wants you to do a good job on the surface. If you don't know how to be a man, I will send you to guard the city." Go, don't think about doing meritorious deeds again. Do you understand? Brother Bangchui!"

"Decree." Guo Baochang flicked the leather whip in his hand. If you can't do this little thing well, you don't want to get promoted and get rich.Even when the commander-in-chief Zuo Zongtang went to the front line, he could do it without leaking water, so how could he capsize on a small loess slope.

Guo Baochang went up to Xiao Kongtong one step ahead of Li Guolou, and went to clean up the military discipline of Guo Ziying. After a night of hard work, the three copper blockhouses, which were full of desolation, flashed bright red in the sun.

Under the city wall were bloody corpses and broken bamboo ladders. A few Francine cannons that fell from the city wall were left unattended. The closed gate of the village was opened, and a group of trumpeters lined up to welcome Li Guolou with drums and gongs. Wait for a group of people to arrive.

Guo Baochang personally led Li Guolou to visit the fortress of Xiao Kongtong, and first went to condolences to the injured soldiers.

The sick and wounded were carried in a temple and rested on stretchers. Guo Baochang expressed his heartfelt thanks to each of the loveliest people. The country will never forget them, and neither will the people. The government will take good care of every disabled soldier.

The real and touching words come from Guo Baochang's mouth, which makes people sigh with emotion. It turns out that people with bad mouths can also speak bold words, and they are so true, and they are sent to the heart.No wonder there are so many fighters who are willing to hold high the Guo Ziqi, advance against the artillery fire, and go through fire and water without hesitation.

But there was not even a Taoist priest in the Kongtong temple. Li Guolou walked out of the room of the wounded and sick, and stood in the courtyard. He couldn't help it, and asked extremely dissatisfied: "Where is the abbot here?"

He thought that the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple were killed by officers and soldiers, which was something he absolutely could not tolerate.

Guo Baochang yelled loudly: "Master Li, where are you thinking? Huizi has killed all the Taoist priests long ago. A large group of Huizi are stubbornly resisting in the Taoist temple. If I hadn't considered that this is a Taoist temple, I would have bombarded them a long time ago." It’s over. In order to capture Kongtong Temple, our Guo Ziying sacrificed more than [-] brothers in vain.”

A group of wounded soldiers who followed and watched wept bitterly. Many of their comrades died here, shouting the names of the dead comrades at the top of their lungs.

This can't be pretended, the friendship between officers and soldiers is tear-jerking.

Li Guolou bowed his head and remained silent. The conflict between religious beliefs was even more terrifying. The massacre among believers had never stopped since ancient times, and many sects died out like this.The Han and Manchus allow various ethnic groups to have multiple beliefs, and the slaughter of infidels by Muslims can be said to be the best in the world. They call it holy war.Every time it expands to a place, religious beliefs are forcibly instilled into the local people, and only those who believe in Islam are eligible to live.

A single belief creates the unity of a nation, but it also makes a nation suffer more.There are too many religious taboos, Li Guolou is a Catholic, he is not good at commenting on the rights and wrongs of other sects.He could only say: "Well, since this is the case, the Kongtong Temple still needs to be rebuilt. Dong Zhi should be a home for all ethnic groups to live and work in peace and contentment. I will donate 500 taels of silver to the Kongtong Temple in my own name."

Guo Baochang glared at Li Guolou, staring like copper bells around his eyes, opened his mouth and almost wanted to scold his mother, but he held it back, he couldn't bear to be as knowledgeable as Li Guolou, he let out a "hum" in his nose, turned his head and walked out of the gate of the temple .

Li Guolou was puzzled. Donating to the temple was only a means to stabilize the local people. In the future, Dong Zhiyuan would not be able to live in one ethnic group. All ethnic groups should live in harmony. Of course, all sects should tolerate each other. The relationship between.Guo Baochang didn't even understand this, and he didn't reason with the boss.

Guo Baochang rushed forward in a rage, Li Guolou didn't care about this kind of clown jumping up and down, and quickened his pace to follow behind.The roads in the places he can visit are naturally smooth, just like his experience in the demolition and relocation office of the capital. He is not here to join the revolution of some military officer, just to find something new.

The soldiers dug a deep pit in a low-lying place on the west side of the loess wall. Thousands of broken limbs were thrown in it. Li Guolou stopped and took a look.But seeing the soldiers driving the carriage and transporting a cart of corpses out of the fortress, it was like throwing a stone, and with a bang, another stone was added to the deep pit.Li Guolou was completely speechless and could not comment on this kind of thing. War brings only destruction to a country. This is the case with blood and blood. Compatriots in a country kill each other endlessly.The humiliating history of the nation has nothing to show off. I hope that this meaningless war will end as soon as possible. The Hui compatriots give up the idea of ​​​​independence and review the appropriate abandonment of the "anti-Qing! Anti-oppression!" campaign program.

"Lord Li, don't pity the dead. Too many Han villages have been slaughtered. This is called revenge, and blood is washed with blood." Guo Baochang looked down on people, thinking that the little boy was so frightened that he peed his pants.

"Recognize the situation clearly and focus on the future. This is what makes a man capable of bending and stretching. Guo Shoubei, there is no shame in bowing your knees and surrendering. Our ancestors survived like this. I hope you have a bodhisattva heart and don't kill. Let the children and the elderly be spared."

Li Guolou left out women alone, and there are very few female corpses in the deep pit. Where did they go?He didn't point it out.

"Hehehe!" Guo Baochang laughed three times, like black crows croaking, and looked sideways and said: "Master Li, you are a new science explorer, why did you come to see these things? It doesn't match your status. After reading your two Hundreds of daredevils, let’s go back.”

"Guo Shoubei, don't regret it. Tianjin Wei's inventory has gone to sea. People who can't get along with me won't get the support of the Huai army." Li Guolou coldly threatened and lured him, and even Zuo Zongtang knelt before him. Under the majesty of the tyrant, what is a small defense?

"Wow..." Guo Baochang was full of spring breeze, hooked Li Guolou's neck, and said with a smile: "We are friendship formed on the battlefield, I can't stand it after a few words from you, Commander Zuo , I still scold him, what a cheapskate."

"Guo Shoubei, it's better to kill less, people of one country." Li Guolou's tone was so weak, he was just a spectator, and he could only pin his hopes on others.

"Understood, Mr. Li's temperament is the same as Marshal Zuo's. He is compassionate and compassionate, which is the tone of a senior official." Guo Baochang snickered in his stomach, without a smile on his face, he said a few perfunctory words.He is not the warden, so where are there so many cages to hold the resistance?

kill them all!Level up!Only then can Daqing be reborn from blood, this is the understanding of a soldier, leaving an empty city for Zuo Zongtang to arrange immigration and take care of his business.Wouldn't it be cheaper for other armies not to kill or rob.