"Rumbling..."

Amid the rumbling cannons on the other side, Yang Qiu looked at his watch with a serious expression. It took about an hour to go from the first shot to the first shot in the parallel world. In this world, the baggage battalion rushed out of Chuwangtai and the patrol of the Sihe River to cross the river. In other words, if it goes well, Xiao Anguo and Ma Kui should succeed at this moment, but why haven't they appeared yet?

Fireballs flashed over Wuchang City from time to time to tear apart the prosperity of the three towns for more than ten years. Countless people were awakened by the loud noise. Some people began to clean up their fines and prepare to escape. Some people jumped and shouted and joined the revolutionary team. There were also frequent incidents of beating, smashing, looting, burning, and insults. More ordinary people hugged their children and families, hid behind the thin door panel, trembling helplessly.

More than a hundred soldiers behind him were established with the 42-mark law enforcement team through Lei Meng's hand. The team used their power to transfer from the baggage battalion, and more were the soldiers who trained the most hard and had the most converging ideas in the three battalions. Although they were nominally law enforcement teams, through Lei Meng, Hu Laosan and Bingwen's hints, everyone already knew what was going on, so their eyes were all gathered on the back of the camp gate.

Two powerful m1911 pistols were tied to the outside of the thighs, and the leather boots were so polished that they could reflect the moonlight. A brand new military uniform and a tall figure, just a back gave a feeling of majestic and uprightness.

It seemed as if he was the sharp spear that could pierce the sky, or the magic needle that dared to support the world!

Countless soldiers who were awakened by the sound of cannons rushed out of the dormitory and asked each other in a mess, but when they saw the lonely and majestic back behind the camp, they all closed their mouths.

"stand at attention!"

Bingwen shouted, and all the soldiers reflexed their legs together. Even the baggage and engineering teams, which had only been less than half a month, were infected and couldn't help but straighten their backs. The entire campground was silent, and even the officers such as He Xi dared not say a word. Everyone was waiting...

He did not look back immediately, but continued to look at Wuchang City, looking at the rising fireballs, his heart was like a knife! He didn't care about the party members, nor did he care about the life and death of Ruicheng and others. What made him sad was that the prosperous three towns were finally going to receive a baptism of blood and fire. The last trace of vitality on the land of China was being ravaged and consumed! And tonight was only the beginning, and there was more than a month of Yangxia blood rain next! There was also the fire that Mr. Feng had destroyed Hankou! Can he save all this?

"History has always only recorded the winners, the glory and glory." Yang Qiu slowly walked into the middle of the military formation, his eyes swept across the faces of each soldier, and said slowly and slowly: "Some of you are new soldiers who win with knowledge, and some are brothers of the security team. I want to ask you, besides just a few words, can you find more descriptions of the people slaughtered in the war and the ravaged compatriots?"

"No!"

"Many of you may wonder why the lackeys of the Manchu Tartars, traitors, and loyal and brave Lord Batulu care about the safety of the people, but do you know why I am today?"

"Brothers, Bingwen swears to God that although I am young, every word I say today is true. If that brother finds out that I have a false word in the future, I am willing to commit suicide and apologize." Bingwen stood in front, and his opening shocked everyone. Unexpectedly, this baby face was a young man who was viciously called a boy by many people, so courageous. When he drove Yang Qiu from entering Sichuan to being promoted to Biaotong, and then after being assassinated on the street, he knew who the murderer was but did not take revenge. Even the matter of letting Song Jiaoren was revealed to the point of being clear and innocent, the soldiers whispered.

It turned out that everything about this "loyal and brave Batulu" was passive, and he also missed the opportunity to pursue the party members for the sake of national justice! Su Xiaohu was the first to ask: "Master Biaotong, since this is the case, why don't you explain to everyone?"

"People are doing, God is watching. Why do you need to explain to others if you have a clear conscience? Besides, are there few people who like to rely on their mouths now?" Yang Qiu smiled and walked to the front of the military formation and spoke loudly again: "I am a soldier. Since I put on this military uniform, I have sweared to be a good soldier who stands tall and upright! It is my dream to defend my country. But this country is not the Manchu Tatars country, but the entire China! It includes the three northeastern provinces, Mongolia, Xinjiang, and **! As long as I have Chinese, it is the place I want to protect!"

"This is the duty of a soldier, and it is also the highest honor! Today, in front of you, I and you are homes that need me to protect! It is the three towns! It is Hubei! There are millions of my compatriots here, my relatives, and your relatives!" Yang Qiu pointed to Wuchang, which had already turned red, and his footsteps were quick and loud: "I know what happened tonight, and some of you know! The Qing Dynasty had no virtue, cede land and pay compensation, lost power and humiliate the country, and foreigners were rampant in the southeast to insult my compatriots. Since we were going to change, why can't we, as soldiers, shoulder the responsibility of protecting tens of millions of compatriots and actively seek change?!

Yang Qiu took off his military cap and exposed his short hair without braids: "Brothers on the other side have already started to act! So what about us? Should we continue to be the lackeys of the Manchus? Or are they their slaves?! When the army in the north comes, should you stand up or be a coward?! You... can choose for yourself! I have only one choice! I am a Han Chinese, and even a soldier! The moment I carried the gun, what I wanted to protect was not the Manchus, but the 40 million brothers and sisters! I never force others, and I will not attack the robes and want to leave!... Leave bullets and guns, and each person fired 20 o'clock to return home on his own."

Lei Meng lifted a small silver box, revealing the entire silver dollar, then lifted off his hat, pulled out the bayonet and severely cut off his braid: "Sir, I, Lei Meng, don't know anything, but my home is here!" After him, more than a hundred soldiers selected also cut off their braids.

However, this is not enough...

"I don't want to work hard for the Manchus. I just want to learn from adults and be a good soldier who defends the country!" After a moment of silence, Su Xiaohu was the first to walk forward, took the bayonet from Bingwen and cut off his braid.

"Those Manchu Tartar officers never treat us as human beings! I don't want to be dogs for Tartars!"

"Don't be a slave, surround your home!"

"The four words of soldier, order and obedience, you can order it even if you sir."

Amid the shouts, one, two, three... Except for a few officers such as He Xi, all the soldiers cut off their braids, and their hair flew over the entire school ground, and their passionate words aroused all their passion!

Yang Qiu twisted to He Xi, looking at him who had not yet sent him, his sharp gaze made him tremble in his heart. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword. He waved his blade suddenly, and then saluted: "Sir, from today on, He Xi will be given more than 100 pounds to you. If you want to fight or kill, you will never regret it!"

"Never regret it!"

All the officers and soldiers took a step forward.

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