"Ah sneeze... ah sneeze..."

Chu Yunliang suddenly sneezed several times in a row, and he kept muttering in his heart, who was talking about him? Could it be that his parents thousands of miles away missed him?

Chu Yunliang looked to the west. In fact, he knew that he would not be able to see his hometown this way.

According to the head of state, they are now on the other side of the earth. It is daytime here, and they may have fallen asleep now.

To this day, Chu Yunliang still cannot fully understand these things.

He actually didn't stay with Dong Liang for a long time, because they had already left Ryukyu as mission to the United States in the second year of Xianfeng. At that time, the escort army did not even capture Dongfan Island.

Chu Yunliang didn't know what was happening to the Guards now, but he believed that with Dong Liang being so powerful, the Guards would definitely achieve a huge victory.

Chu Yunliang has a large family, including parents, four younger brothers, and three younger sisters. They have all been rescued by the escort and live on Iriomote Island.

As the boss and the eldest son, he should work hard and use his own efforts and even sacrifices to obtain a better life for his family.

"Brothers, we are the ones who are about to die. We will either die in battle or be enslaved by white people. I remember the head of state said that a person must have a breath to live. This breath is a person's backbone. If you don't even have a backbone, you will be alive.

What’s the difference between death and death?”

"Originally, I could have brought my old brothers back to the Chinese with the mission, and what awaited us after we returned would be glory and wealth. But we didn't leave. We stayed to fight side by side with our brothers. Back then we faced those armed men on the piggy boat.

The crew, faced with the foreign coalition forces encircling us on Ishigaki Island, as well as those ferocious Fuso soldiers, was never in a desperate situation, but the head of state told us never to give up until the last moment."

"I believe that the head of state will not give up on us, but we are thousands of miles away from Ryukyu, and it will take two months for the head of state to help us. We may die, but someone must continue to live, and those who survive must pass on our message

The fire cannot be allowed to extinguish the fire of resistance, otherwise the next people who come here will have no choice but to be enslaved by foreigners."

In addition to his integrity, Chu Yunliang also had resentment in his heart. Why did the Chinese laborers use their own hands to develop the wild west, and it was the white people who finally enjoyed the fruits?

This North American continent is not the chosen land of white people, they are just a group of bandits.

In the end, everyone decided to enter the Gobi. After entering the Gobi, they still had a glimmer of hope to get out.

It is difficult for anyone to survive a forced breakout, because the foreigners have already set up a defense line outside and occupied a favorable terrain.

Chu Yunliang would rather die of thirst than become a trophy of foreigners.

Five hundred rebels walked into the Gobi like this. They had no material preparations, but only the determination to die.

Even the Indians in the team did not know the way here, because no one would reach such a sea of ​​death.

By the third day, they had already begun to slaughter the horses.

If these war horses are not killed, they will die of thirst.

Horse blood is thick and smelly, rich in minerals, and cannot quench thirst. The roasted horse meat is also difficult to swallow.

The water source on everyone's body has been exhausted. Only a little bit is left for the person who survives in the end.

But they are still in the Gobi Valley, and the outside of the valley is still the Gobi Valley.

The bare red stone mountains are like rows of gaping teeth.

Chu Yunliang named this place "Huoya Ridge", not because he was idle, but because he wanted people who went out to find a place to pay their respects in the future.

On the seventh day, there were only 300 people left in the team. People's constitutions were different. Some people had fallen on the road, and some persisted, but only half of their lives were left.

It was already evening, and the sun had reached the top of the mountain. Suddenly, a figure stood on the top of the mountain, blocking the sun and forming a huge projection in the valley.

"It's pronghorn..." The caller was the Indian named Blackbird.

Chu Yunliang quickly asked Chen Mao, what did this Indian call? Isn't it just an antelope? With their half-dead appearance, how could they still catch him?

Chen Mao walked over to communicate with Hei Que and learned some exciting news.

"Captain, Blackbird said that wherever there are pronghorns, there will be water. We just need to follow them."

Chu Yunliang immediately decided to give the little remaining water source to Hei Que so that he could have the strength to track the pronghorn.

It was already dark, and Chu Yunliang and his team showed great potential. Perhaps because they knew they might find a water source, everyone cheered up.

It's like looking at plum blossoms to quench thirst.

They kept following the black bird, and the black bird followed the pronghorn, which was a solitary male pronghorn, perhaps driven out of the pack during a fight for mating rights.

Finally, in the middle of the night, they came to a mountain pass that resembled a line of sky.

Perhaps because he was too thirsty, Chu Yunliang's sense of smell became very sensitive. He felt that the wind blowing from the narrow mountain pass was moist, and he couldn't help but take a few more breaths.

Everyone quickly walked into the valley, which was a small valley with steep mountains on both sides.

Standing among them, Chu Yunliang felt like he was at the bottom of a well.

"Pool..." I don't know who shouted, but it was actually pitch black here, with only a little bit of moonlight reflected from the top of the mountain.

Chu Yunliang jumped onto a protruding rock and looked into the distance. Sure enough, a few hundred meters in front of him lay quietly a clear spring. From the sparkling light reflected on the water, you could see that the water

Very clear.

Everyone no longer cared about tripping over the gravel on the ground and walked forward quickly.

The pronghorn, which had just drank some water, was so frightened by the two-legged beasts that it ran away. The darkness here had no effect on its big dark eyes.

Several years later, the Chinese living in North America still regarded the pronghorn as a mythical beast and set aside a huge protected area for the pronghorn to live. It is said that it was to thank these animals for their escape.

With this spring water to sustain their lives, Chu Yunliang and the others finally walked out of the valley.

As time enters October, the rainy season in California comes and everything revives. Even the Gobi Desert is filled with flowers of various colors. Plants take advantage of this short good season and seize the time to bloom and bear fruit.

Chu Yunliang returned to a supply point. The resistance army survived the catastrophe and would surely set off an even more violent storm.

This time, they did not launch operations in California. The Brown family thought they had eliminated this group of people and started living a quiet life of wealth again.

Then let the Brown family be happy for a while and use time to let them relax their vigilance.

This time, Chu Yunliang led his team to the Oregon region. There were basically farmers who had migrated from the east, the so-called American middle class - the agricultural middle class.

Compared to the big families in California, these people all work alone and are obviously easier to deal with.

They headed north from the Great Salt Lake and entered the Snake River Plain, a river valley plain where a bloody storm was about to begin.

Dong Liang, who was far away in Fuzhou, did not know the hardships and tests that the North American resistance forces had endured. Any strong army grew up through hardships.

The situation in Guangdong is getting more and more serious, and it is not that Ye Mingchen wants to take action against the Chinese.
Chapter completed!