The wake-up call sounded loudly in the morning, and the north wind brought fresh air all night, filling the military camp with a desolate atmosphere. Li Guolou, who was drunk last night, was awakened by the sound of the military bugle. Everyone is lazy, but thinking of
Despite the unrest in the military camp, he still counted to ten and got up.
After inspecting a circle of military camps, the 200 suicide squad members from the Li Ziying camp who broke into the Xiao Kongtong Fortress did not return all night. Li Guolou raised his head and looked at the three dilapidated fortresses on the loess hill. Should he go up and visit them?
, if you are on the front line but have never seen the post-war scenes, how will you talk about the war in the future?
"Herald, go to Xiao Kongtong and tell Battle that I will go to the copper blockhouses in an hour to let the people above get ready." Li Guolou certainly knew what scenes could be seen by the commander and what scenes should be avoided.
.He was not looking for trouble, he just wanted to see the scene after the war.
"Yes!" Young Ma Liang jumped up excitedly and rushed out first. He was too young and did not compete for a spot in the death squad. But after being on the battlefield in person, he understood everything. Take a look at the piles of corpses.
Want to see if the comrades who looted have made a fortune? What gift will his father Ma Dequan give him?
Li Guolou saw that Ma Liang did not even say hello, but volunteered to be the herald, and ran out in a hurry. He shook his head and sighed: "Hey, I have brought up all the children. What will happen to these children in the future?"
Zhu Dinghe said with a smile: "Master Li, you are too worried. It doesn't hurt to take a look. If you want to gain some experience, I will go up and have a look later."
Li Guolou curled his lips and said: "Lao Zhu, I remind you that you are not allowed to write travel notes about this experience. Otherwise, we will break off our relationship and I will never forgive you in my life."
Zhu Dinghe laughed loudly, patted Li Guolou on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Lizi, what are you afraid of? I am not a fool. I have to write. I have written down everything I saw and heard along the way. But I praise them all.
The writing style 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 loveliest person. To praise these soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the reunification of the motherland, I will also collect more materials and write them specifically.
There’s a book praising Marshal Zuo.”
Li Guolou listened happily and said happily: "Well, that's good. Don't forget to write a special chapter for me. Two thousand ears are not empty. The battle of Xiao Kongtong, I got the first chapter.
Gong. Guo Ziying just took advantage of me. I destroyed all the enemy's artillery fire. Guo Baochang picked up people's wits, which is not worth mentioning."
Zhu Dinghe rolled his eyes to scare Li Guolou, pointed his big hand and shouted: "Lao Guo is here, Xiao Lizi is right behind you."
Although he knew it was a lie, Li Guolou was still frightened and turned around to take a look. Then he felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief: "Lao Zhu, don't make such a joke. Qiu Ba is always ready to fall out. I don't want to make trouble with Guo Ziying."
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"Yes, Qiu Ba can't afford to offend him. If he makes Qiu Ba anxious, he will blow up the camp. By then, the officer's fame and fortune will be ruined." Zhu Dinghe sighed deeply. Only when he came to the front did he realize how bloody and cruel the war was. Li Guolou's opponent
The army had strict requirements and issued ten "Li Ziying" military regulations. But when they actually went to the battlefield to fight, even the supervisor was messy. 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 skills are a bit poor. Otherwise, like the poet Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty, you would have written an eternal masterpiece about frontier life." After two bloody battles, Li Guolou no longer chanted all the way.
The poetry is leisurely and elegant, and no poetry can beautify war. Those who can describe the battle in magnificent poems are all masters of Hei Houxue. The essence of war is that people kill people, and the so-called justice is also a means of whitewashing killing.
"What are poems? I will become a great writer like Cao Xueqin in the future." Zhu Dinghe glanced sideways at Li Guolou. Everyone was in a different situation. People with different statuses had completely different situations. Li Guolou had the power to make mistakes, and he had two heads in three days.
Write a note and submit it to Emperor Tongzhi
The emperor sees it. That is a historical witness, sealed forever in the archives of history. It also allows the empress dowagers of the two palaces to see the patriotic poems Li Guolou left behind during his travels, showing off the style of Tanhualang. Who is he writing to read? He deserves to be hanged.
Use your brain to think about a poem that is innocent and lamentable.
"Haha!" Li Guolou laughed dryly. At Zhu Dinghe's level, a person who could not compare to Xu Xiake in writing two travel notes actually set his life goals higher than the sky and wanted to surpass Cao Xueqin. Only he could tolerate this kind of attitude.
Even though he was a fellow villager, he wanted to find a lucrative job for Zhu Dinghe.
Zhu Dinghe was furious, grabbed Li Guolou's neck, and lowered his voice: "Xiao Lizi, I have tolerated you for a long time, and I can't hold it in anymore. Just listen to me, I will take one back with me when I return to Beijing. Next.
In this battle, go and talk to the two chieftains, at least one, but not more than two."
Li Guolou scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Lao Zhu, aren't you making things difficult for me? Anyway, I don't care. You go find Battelle by yourself. Don't report to me. After the capture of Lijiabao, you will join the first group of people."
Back to Beijing, I don’t know anyway.”
"You are friends enough. I have endured so much hardship all the way." Zhu Dinghe punched Li Guolou hard on the chest. A Jinshi with a literati background, he said he wanted to be a gentleman and the pillar of the country, but he was just like them.
They were people who drank wine together. What kind of person was Li Guolou? He was Li Guolou's best friend. He had no scruples on either side and was a true-hearted villain.
The news that Li Guolou was going to visit Xiao Kongtong soon became known to Deputy Marshal Xu Zhanbiao and other military attachés. They were still wary of Li Guolou's identity. Li Guolou was a favorite of Emperor Tongzhi.
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The emperor felt bad when he heard the gossip. Xu Zhanbiao quickly ordered Guo Baochang to take the lead in going to the fort in Xiao Kongtong to clean up the security in the three forts, so as not to make their faces look ugly and not make the Qing army look bad.
Before leaving, Guo Baochang winked and said with cupped hands: "Deputy Commander Xu, please rest assured. We are only soldiers and there are no survivors. Those Li Ziying suicide squad members have already said hello and will not ruin their own affairs."
Yes, I personally handled the negotiation work."
Xu Zhanbiao stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Guo Shoubei, don't be so talkative. Mr. Li is a great catcher. What would you not know? I just want you to do a good job on the surface. If you don't know how to behave, I will send you to defend the city."
Go, don’t think about making any more meritorious deeds. Do you understand, Brother Bangchui!”
"It's an order." Guo Baochang shook the whip in his hand. If you can't do this little thing well, don't get promoted and make a fortune. Even when Marshal Zuo Zongtang went to the front line, he could do it without leaking. How could he do it on a small loess slope?
Capsize.
Guo Baochang went to Xiao Kongtong one step ahead of Li Guolou and went to clean up Guo Ziying's military discipline. After a night of fighting, the three copper blockhouses covered with desolate scenery flashed bright red in the sun.
Under the city wall were bloody corpses and broken bamboo ladders. Several Franchise cannons that fell from the city wall were left unattended. The closed village gate opened, and a group of trumpeters lined up to welcome Li Guolou, beating gongs and drums.
Wait for the group to arrive.
Guo Baochang personally led Li Guolou to visit the fortress of Xiao Kongtong, and first went to express condolences to the injured soldiers.
The wounded and bruised patients were carried in a temple and rested on stretchers. Guo Baochang expressed his heartfelt thanks to each of the loveliest people. The country will not forget them, and the people will not forget them either. In the future,
The government will take good care of every disabled soldier.
The truly touching words came from Guo Baochang's mouth, and people couldn't help but sigh. It turns out that people with bad mouths can also speak bold words, and they are so true and speak from the bottom of their hearts. No wonder there are so many soldiers willing to hold high the Guo flag and march forward in the face of artillery fire.
Go through fire and water without hesitation.
However, not even a Taoist priest was seen in Kongtong Temple. Li Guolou walked out of the room of the sick and wounded and stood in the courtyard. He couldn't help it and asked with great dissatisfaction: "Where is the host here?"
He thought that the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple were killed by officers and soldiers, which was something he could never tolerate.
Guo Baochang shouted loudly: "Master Li, where did you think you were? The Huizi had killed all the Taoist priests long ago. A large group of Huizi were stubbornly resisting in the Taoist temple. If I hadn't considered that this was a Taoist temple, I would have bombed it.
It’s over. In order to capture Kongtong Temple, our Guo Ziying sacrificed more than twenty brothers in vain.”
A group of injured soldiers who were watching from the sidelines cried bitterly. Many of their comrades died here, shouting the names of their dead comrades at the top of their lungs.
This cannot be faked, and the camaraderie between officers and soldiers is tear-jerking.
Li Guolou bowed his head and remained silent. The contradictions between religious beliefs were even more terrifying. The killings between believers have never stopped since ancient times. This is how many sects disappeared. The Han and Manchus allowed various ethnic groups to have multiple beliefs. Islam
Believers can be said to be the best in the world in killing infidels. They call it jihad. Every time they expand to a place, they forcefully instill religious beliefs into the local people. Only those who believe in Islam are qualified to survive.
A single faith creates the unity of a nation, but it also makes a nation endure more suffering. There are too many taboos in religious beliefs. Li Guolou is a Catholic and it is difficult for him to comment on the rights and wrongs of other sects. He can only say: "
Well, since Kongtong Temple still needs to be rebuilt, and Dong Zhi is supposed to be a home for all ethnic groups to live and work in peace and contentment, I will donate five hundred taels of silver to Kongtong Temple in my own name."
Guo Baochang glared at Li Guolou, his eyes as wide as copper bells. He almost wanted to curse his mother when he opened his mouth, but he held it back. He didn't have the same experience as Li Guolou. He let out a "hum" in his nose, turned around and walked out of the temple gate.
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Li Guolou was confused. Donating to the temple was just a means to stabilize the local people. In the future, Dong Zhiyuan could not live in the same ethnic group. All ethnic groups must live in harmony. Of course, all sects must also tolerate each other. As a chief, he must review the appropriateness and do a good job for all ethnic groups.
Guo Baochang didn’t even understand the relationship between them and refused to reason with the boss.
Guo Baochang walked forward angrily. Li Guolou did not care about this kind of clown jumping up and down, and quickened his pace to follow behind. The roads where he could visit were naturally smooth, just like his experience at the demolition office in the capital. He was not here to participate.
Removing any military attache is just a fresh idea.
The soldiers dug a deep pit in a low-lying area on the west side of the loess wall and threw thousands of severed limbs and remains in it. Li Guolou stopped and took a look. He saw the soldiers driving a carriage and removing a load of corpses from the pit.
Transporting it out of the fortress was like throwing a stone. With a bang, there was another stone in the deep pit. Li Guolou was completely speechless and could not comment on such a thing.
War can only bring destruction to a country, such as fratricide. Compatriots of a country will kill each other to the death. The nation has a history of shame and has nothing to show off. I hope this meaningless war will end as soon as possible.
The Hui compatriots gave up the idea of independence and reviewed the moderate abandonment of the movement program of "anti-Qing! Anti-oppression!"
"Master Li, don't pity the dead. Too many Han villages have been slaughtered. This is called revenge and washing blood with blood." Guo Baochang looked down on people, thinking that the pretty boy was so scared that he wet his pants.
"Recognizing the situation clearly and focusing on the future is what makes a man capable of bending and stretching. Guo Shoubei, there is no shame in surrendering. Our ancestors have survived like this. I hope you have a bodhisattva heart and kill less. Children and the elderly can be spared."
Li Guolou left out a woman alone. There were very few female corpses in the pit. Where did they go? He didn't point it out.
"Kick, cluck!" Guo Baochang chuckled three times, like a black crow croaking, and looked sideways: "Master Li, you are the young man of the new science and technology. Why do you come to see these things? It is inconsistent with your status. After reading your second
Hundreds of death squads, just go back."
"Guo Shoubei, don't regret it. Tianjin Wei's inventory has gone to sea, and those who can't get along with me will not get the support of the Huai Army." Li Guolou threatened and added inducements coldly, and even Zuo Zongtang bowed to him.
Under the overwhelming power, what is a small defense?
"Wow..." Guo Baochang said with a smile on his face, he grabbed Li Guolou's neck and said with a smile: "Our friendship was fought on the battlefield. I can't stand it if I choke you a few words. Marshal Zuo
, I still scolded him, what a stingy person."
"Guo Shoubei, it's better to kill less, as you belong to a country." Li Guolou's tone was so weak. He was just a spectator and could only place his hopes on others.
"I know, Mr. Li's temperament is the same as that of Marshal Zuo. He is compassionate and sympathetic, the tone of a high official." Guo Baochang was snickering in his stomach, without a smile on his face, and he said a few perfunctory words. He was not the warden, so what?
So many cages to hold resistance elements?
Only by killing them all and razing them can the Qing Dynasty be reborn in blood. This is a soldier's understanding. Leave an empty city for Zuo Zongtang to arrange immigration and mind his own business. If you don't kill or rob, it won't be an advantage for other armies.