Wars have never had no winners, at least especially for those who have died or are about to die!

As the night deepened, the flames of war grew louder and louder. www.biquge.info As the battle line approached the Xuanguang Temple step by step, the Chinese who had no way to retreat finally broke out with a rare spirit of blood and bravery.

War is no longer limited to things between men. The woman who lost her husband, the old man who lost her son, and countless Chinese who did not dare to restrain themselves rushed to the "front line" with swords and guns full of grief and indignation. No matter how meager the strength is, it can at least delay the footsteps of the natives.

If you fight, you will die, and if you don't fight, you will die. Seeing the natives who were forced in front of them, the Chinese completely understood that their homeland needed to be guarded by themselves. At this moment, the Chinese no longer have a reason to escape. The old, weak, women and children, all the people are soldiers. Every house, every alley, every fierce battle, every inch of land, every stone slab is sprinkled with blood.

"The people are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of death. When people can't survive, there will always be people who force them to fight for their lives. Back then, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang ascended to the heights, as powerful as Qin, but they still collapsed. Why do future generations always fail to remember the lessons of the past, always think that the people can be bullied, and finally the officials force the people to rebel! Outside the round light mirror, the dust sighed and asked Zhu Zaikai, who was full of seriousness.

"If the people's hearts come here, the luck of the day has been lost. The general situation is difficult to change, even if there are millions of strong soldiers, it is just a fishing boat in the wild sea, and the capsizing is only in an instant. But it's not always like that, right? Zhu Zaikai asked with a small face.

The Ming court belongs to his family, and he is destined to sit in that supreme position one day. But behind the infinite scenery of people in high places, it often means heavy responsibilities. If you don't know awe and pity the people, after the Ming Dynasty overturned, everyone has a chance to surrender, but the emperor himself cannot.

How many ancient and modern Chinese and foreign kings who have died can die right?

On the battlefield, while the Chinese suffered heavy casualties, the natives also paid a price that they could not afford. With the bottomless black hole thrown into the wrong one by one, and the defeat of the one by one with heavy casualties, the face of the second prince became more and more gloomy, and the morale of the natives was also facing collapse.

Obviously, it seems that the dawn of victory is just around the corner, like a film that can be pierced and pierced, but the Chinese-guarded neighborhood is like a spring, constantly compressed, but there is always no appearance of breaking at all.

As the superior of the throne, the second prince does not care about the death or injury of his subordinates, but if these troops are his descendants or supporters, then the second prince has to think about how to maintain his rule once these forces are exhausted.

Whether it is the eldest prince who has died, or the king who is now under house arrest in the palace, it is not without his own power. The second prince had to consider that after his strength subsided, the eldest prince who was unwilling to be captured fought back against the king's forces.

"Perhaps, I should consider reconciliation, as long as the Chinese are willing to give in and pay a certain price." The second prince secretly made up his mind, but he had to consider the opinions of the teacher behind him and those prostrate ones.

After all, without their support, the second prince would not have been able to stabilize the country after killing his brother and forcing his father. And this war also started in order to win their support, and now the second prince can't fight, if you want to end the war, you have to ask their opinions.

In fact, not only did the second prince feel that he couldn't fight anymore, but the native soldiers below were undoubtedly angry. If the Chinese were as weak as before, the natives would not mind burning and looting, taking their property for themselves, humiliating their wives and daughters, and cutting off their heads as their own spoils.

But now the Chinese seem to have changed from Mianyang to hungry wolves overnight, and the temporary counterattack has hurt the natives. It is human nature to bully the weak and fear the hard, and in the face of the Chinese who are completely different from the past, the local people are surprised, disappointed, and angry, and have to re-evaluate the strength of the Chinese.

Only with reciprocal strength can we be qualified to negotiate, and only with deterrent force can we have the opportunity for peaceful coexistence, weakness and concession can only be exchanged for the contempt of the other side and the advance step by step, and swallowing our anger will only make the other side weak and bullied.

The blood of the Chinese was not shed in vain, and in any case, they at least made the natives feel painful and uncomfortable to bleed.

The native armies suddenly retreated one after another, and the Chinese, who were in desperate heat, couldn't react for a while. It wasn't until a messenger with a white flag trembled into the Chinese-occupied neighborhood that the Chinese immediately exploded among the Chinese.

"You traitor, how dare you appear in front of us?"

"Those natives are here for you to die! You're just a dog in their eyes."

"It's not that you said that the natives are not hostile, let us stay at home, how can my second son's family be killed, it's all your dog, you deserve to die, you should be cut with a thousand knives. I'm fighting with you. ”

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As a Han person, a former Han person Kapitan. Master Martha's life is not easy now. Although their entire family was converted to the Celestial God Sect, Ah Bao saved their family's lives at the critical moment, but lost most of their property.

Today's Master Ma still has a thick bandage on his right hand. In the end, his life is important, and if he is unwilling, Master Ma has to give up one of his middle fingers in exchange for his own life.

But what makes Master Martha even more sad is the deep fear and anxiety about the future.

He is the Kapitan of the Chinese, without the Chinese, what value does he have in the eyes of the natives? Even the gods to whom his family has been converted have always been close to the natives, but the natives are hungry wolves that can't be filled. His family has suffered heavy property losses now, and there will be no exploitation by Chinese in the future. How could he still maintain his position and fortune today?

The real Master Martha is no less hated than the rest of the people!

However, in a few days, Master Ma was obviously emaciated and depressed. Master Ma is not stupid, no matter how much he converts to the gods, he will befriend the natives, he is a Chinese, and the bloodline inheritance on his body cannot be changed. He was just an outlier among the natives, a dog bred by the natives.

And the Chinese hate him, hate him. In the days of peace, I don't feel anything, but I am complacent about my success. But since the riots started that night, the entire Ma family was shocked three times a day, although his sermons repeatedly ensured the safety of the Ma family, but how could the Ma family rest assured?

No matter how much he changes, he is also a Chinese! Especially those natives with red eyes, every time they saw the Ma family's unkind eyes and eager looks, they made Master Ma unable to sleep all night long.

If the Chinese are all dead, the Ma family is the only outlier in the entire native country, how can the Ma family survive surrounded by wolves? Although he doesn't want to admit it, Master Martha looks down on the natives. They are lazy, they are stupid, they are rude, they are shameless. Master Ma is not far away from integrating the Ma family into the local people no matter what.

How to face your ancestors again?

The pride brought by Chinese culture for thousands of years has been soaked into the bone marrow of every Chinese. How can it change because of two or three generations of proselytism?

There was blood everywhere along the way, and there were resentful eyes of Chinese people everywhere. Master Martha's every step is so difficult!

When the entrance was observed, Master Ma was brought into the Xuanguang Temple by several Chinese soldiers wearing armor. Here Xupingzi and several of his Chinese leaders are waiting for him.

"Lord Ma is now thriving among the natives! It turned out that such a heavy responsibility was handed over to Master Ma, which shows that the trust in Master Ma is so deep! I don't know what is the important thing for Master Ma to come today! "Master Wang has always prided himself as a Chinese orthodox, and he is very unaccustomed to Master Ma who is attached to the natives. When I saw Master Ma today, I naturally didn't have anything good to say, and asked sarcastically.

"Hey! It's the same root, why is it too anxious? Although my Ma family is attached to the natives, their ancestors are also Chinese people. Why did Brother Wang make such sarcastic remarks? Boss Ma sighed and said, "This time, the second prince asked me to bring you a message." ”

"Oh, isn't that second prince always dissatisfied with the Chinese? On weekdays, there are many difficulties for our Chinese, what did Master Ma bring today? The Li family patriarch asked.

"The second prince is also reluctant to start this riot, after all, it is his people who suffer. It's just that the gap between China and the soil is too deep, and this chaos is purely a misunderstanding. The second prince hopes that the two parties can shake hands and make peace. In the future, as long as the Chinese can pay taxes according to the rules and obey the management, they will naturally be able to turn hostility into friendship, and it is not good for everyone to get along in harmony? Master Martha said.

"This..." Although several Chinese leaders had already guessed the intention of Master Martha, when they really heard it, their hearts were full of mixed feelings.

If the two princes had this condition before the start of the war, the Chinese leaders would naturally not be able to ask for it. But after a fierce battle in the middle of the night, the two sides have become a blood feud. Is it really possible to live in harmony?

What will the Chinese who have lost their husbands and sons think, and what will the Chinese strong men who are wounded and bleeding think?

"It's too late!" Master Wang looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Master Martha, do you think that by now, blood has soaked every inch of land under your feet, the people of Yidi, the heart of the rich wolf. We are tolerant and retreat step by step, but we can lead to such a disaster, countless Chinese families of our nationality have been destroyed, and the blood feud between the two sides has become a result. Is it really possible to coexist? The patriarch of the Zhang family asked rhetorically.

"But the people are strong, and now they are only reluctant to increase casualties by temporarily retreating. Now that the Chinese have proven their ability, how can the natives dare to underestimate it again? Isn't it good for everyone to be at peace? It's really that countless families are ruined, so we can't continue to talk about this matter? Is it really for the sake of a momentary anger that countless Chinese men in my clan will fill that bottomless blood hole? "Boss Ma really doesn't want to see the Chinese exterminate at this time, so he will persuade so hard.

"Yidi jackal, don't be gullible, barbarians have never been trustworthy. Give to my kindred, and their hearts will be different. Do you know that this is not a plan to divide the natives? Xupingzi Turen, who had not spoken, interjected.

"Yes! With such a blood feud between the two sides, there is no possibility of reconciliation. If we want to betray our ancestors, our fathers will change to paganism, and we can no longer sacrifice to our ancestors. In this way, how can we see our heavenly ancestors and fathers again? The patriarch of the Liu family also immediately nodded in agreement.

"Yes! Master Ma, you're too late! Several overseas Chinese leaders and patriarchs echoed one after another.

"Master Ma, if you really can't bear to kill again, stay here for a while, and let the sons and daughters have a little more chance to kick! As for reconciliation, it is really difficult to recover, even if we agree, the Chinese below will not agree. Master Wang shook his head and sighed.

"This, this, this, how can you gamble with so many people's lives?" Master Martha's tears are about to come out.

"It's useless to say more, the matter has come to this point, and there is no room for turnaround. As for Master Ma himself, you can do it yourself! The patriarch of the Liu family kindly reminded. But it didn't make Master Martha feel comforted at all.

Master Ma is not stupid, if the Chinese are not sure of victory, they will not have such an answer. But I didn't know anything about it, and it was clear that everyone here didn't mean to tell anything.

Now Master Martha knows that the Chinese no longer regard themselves as Chinese. Even if he has a Chinese face. And the natives will not trust themselves, after all, they have a Chinese face.

Master Ma, who was not a person on both sides, walked on the way back to the Turen camp in despair, surrounded by people who wanted to eat his own people alive.

For the first time, Master Ma felt that his hunch had come true, and perhaps the Ma family would never have a foothold in this city from now on.

This is true of both the victory of the natives and the victory of the Chinese, and now that the world is so big, there is no longer half a person of the same race!

No matter what happened to Master Marta, with Lord Martha returning to the natives camp, the battle began in full swing again.

The moment inside the dripping of Xuanguangguan rose little by little, and several Chinese men fell down almost every moment and every second. How many Chinese are there in the whole city?

The Chinese community is so badly injured that it is almost impossible to afford to lose. Almost all the Chinese in the city spent their time counting a flash and a second (the ancient unit of timekeeping). It's the first time time time has felt like time has passed so slowly.

In the South China Sea at night, there is a rare horizontal wave, and only the fishy sea breeze is still tirelessly escorting the long fleet of ships to break the waves overnight.

As the pilot ship of the entire fleet, on the "Sea Shark", several women with flowers and moons, Dao bone fairy wind and Taoist costumes, and several big men dressed in sea clothes are standing together and looking ahead.

"I saw the fire, I saw the fire. We've arrived, we've arrived" A lookout hand on the Sea Shark looked around with a clairvoyant mirror, and suddenly a trace of red fire came into view, and the lookout hand was suddenly overjoyed to confirm again and again, and suddenly shouted and pointed to the front and said: "It's here, it's here, the big boss, a few fairy aunts, we have finally arrived!" ”

"Ring the bell to warn, tell those rabbit cubs to hurry up and roll up Lao Tzu, everyone is ready to go ashore! Let them all be alert to Lao Tzu, this is a big deal, to give Lao Tzu a thin pendulum, Lao Tzu to light his sky lantern! "As a pirate leader, the "Sea Shark King" naturally speaks to Sven not much. But a few little girls in Taoist costumes didn't hear it, and didn't care, but looked at the gradually clear firelight in the distance and smiled!

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