Chapter 165: Zhang Fubei
"Is there anything else going on at the military academy?" Zhang Guodong asked as he got up and poured two glasses of water. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"The size of the military school needs to be expanded." Wang Hua took the teacup, "On the one hand, we have already let Han Wantao set up a mixed brigade, and on the other hand, Han Wantao also promised Zhou Chongde to help him train the army in Yazhou, so we still need to train a group of officers and non-commissioned officers." In addition, according to Zeng Guangxian's request, we also have to add a naval section to train naval personnel. β
"How do you want to expand?" Zhang Guodong asked.
"I only have a preliminary plan right now." Wang Hua replied, "Actually, it's simple, our current military academy is only divided into infantry and artillery sections, and officer training and non-commissioned officer training also come and go. I would like to re-plan all of this, re-establish the four departments of infantry, artillery, cavalry and navy in the school, and normalize the training of officers and non-commissioned officers. In addition, cadets of military academies can be organized into military cadets separately before they graduate, and if they have combat missions, they can be sent there to practice while fighting, and I think that in this way we can cultivate a team that can fight tough battles. β
Zhang Guodong thought carefully for a while: "You have a good idea, come up with a detailed plan and discuss it with the Military Commission." β
"What else are you discussing?" Wang Hua said with a smile, "There are only four members of the Military Commission at home now, can you just go and inform Han Wantao and say no." β
"Hehe, Wang Hua." Zhang Guodong said with a smile, "Some procedures still have to be followed. β
Guangdong is not better than Hainan, and it is not better than Yulin Bay, at this time it is not yet the first month, and there is still some coolness on the road. The January wind blew on his body, although the wind was much warmer than that from Liaodong, Zhang Fubei still felt a little cold. He wrapped his clothes vigorously, straightened the package on his body again, and walked straight north along the big path.
To the north, as long as you go north, you can reach your hometown, and as long as you go north, you can hope to avenge your family. Zhang Fubei's thoughts drifted back to a few years ago, the neighing, wailing, and the swords and blood, all of which he couldn't forget for so many years.
In the first month of the ninth year of the Mandate of Heaven (1624), NU Erhachi issued nine orders to investigate the so-called "people without grain", and ordered the officers and soldiers of the Eight Banners to "regard the people without grain as enemies" and "capture them and send them", and finally on the 27th day of the first month, he ordered: "Kill the Nikan who has been found from everywhere and sent without grain".
On the third day of the tenth month of the tenth year of the Mandate of Heaven (1625), NU Erhachi accused the Han people of "harboring spies, accepting Zafu, and defecting endlessly", and ordered the Eight Banners Baylor and the chief military officer to prepare the generals above the imperial level, and lead the soldiers to the Han people in the village, "go by different roads, and dismount and kill the village fort".
"When the slaves and thieves got Liaoyang, the soldiers and civilians of the eight stations in Liaodong were not happy to follow Hu, and there were many people who went to the riversideγγγγγγ After that, the thieves were so great that those who refused to shave their heads threw themselves into the duck water (Yalu River) to die. β
It should have been the fifth year of the Apocalypse, and he was just fifteen years old, when a group of Tartars suddenly came to the village, killing people when they saw them, and the whole village was instantly covered with corpses. His father and mother all died tragically under the knife of the Tartar, and only he hid with his 5-year-old little sister, which escaped.
I can't stay in the village, and I can't stay in Liaodong. I took my sister all the way to the gate begging, and was finally taken in by a kind person, and I got up early every day to work in the dark, although it was hard, but I could also get food and clothing. However, the good times did not last long, these hateful Tartars entered the customs again and plundered, and the poor 10-year-old sister escaped the massacre of Liaodong but did not escape the Tartars entering the customs this time, and died tragically in the chaos.
The world is so big, where is the place to live? I went all the way to the south, like a headless fly, I only knew that as long as I went south, I could avoid the Tartars, avoid the slaughter, and finally came to Yulin Bay, the southernmost point of the Ming Dynasty.
In this Yulin Bay, I finally found a place to live. With the strength of his body, he also settled down in the iron factory opened by the old men in Yulin Bay. But this heart can never forget the tragic situation of the year, in the dead of night, I always think of my father and mother, and think of the frightened face of my sister when she died tragically. Revenge, revenge, the flame of revenge was devouring his heart all the time, until Chief He found himself a few months ago.
He was taken to a place that he didn't even know about, and every day different people came to teach him something, from martial arts, firearms, horseback riding, language, to reading and writing, and even torture. The training was harsh and cruel, but for the sake of his dead family and revenge, he gritted his teeth and held everything down. The training was over, and he gave himself a new name--- Zhang Fubei, and restored his homeland in the north.
Zhang Fubei was thinking about his thoughts, and his steps were unconsciously speeding up.
"This guest officer, it's noon this day, how about this guest officer come to the shop to rest?" A guy greeted at the door of a small liquor shop on the side of the road.
Zhang Fubei looked up at the sun, and before he knew it, it was already noon. His stomach was also a little hungry, so Zhang Fubei walked into this wine shop with his legs raised.
"This guest officer, are you sharpening or staying in a hotel?" The shopkeeper let Zhang Fubei to an empty table and greeted him politely.
"Hit the tip, eat something and leave, and you have to hurry." Zhang Fubei inadvertently glanced at this small wine shop, it was quite clean, and there were few customers, and it seemed that they were all people in a hurry.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Get some meat, and then a pot of wine, if there is anything else to feed your hunger, you can just watch and get some, and you will count the money for a piece."
"Okay, guest wait." The shopkeeper was just about to walk away when he was stopped by Zhang Fubei, "Little Er, let me ask you, how far is it from here to Fujian?" β
"Guest officer, are you going to Fujian?" The shopkeeper was a little surprised, "It's not close to Fujian from here, it must be more than 300 miles." However, this road is not easy to walk, and there are very few people. Guest, you're on the roadγγγγγγ β
"I see." Zhang Fubei interrupted the shopkeeper's words, "Is there a place to stay in front?" β
"There is a town fifty miles away." The shopkeeper replied, "But I'm afraid you won't be able to make it tonight, guest officer." β
"Thank you." Zhang Fubei poured himself a glass of water, "You go and prepare a meal." β
Half an hour later, Zhang Fubei was full of wine and food, wrapped a few pieces of meat and stuffed them into the package, finished settling the account with the shopkeeper, got up and left the small wine shop.
The moment he went out of the door, Zhang Fubei's eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at a person sitting in the corner of the wine shop, who was about 30 years old, dressed in short clothes, not amazing, and had a dark complexion. Zhang Fubei smiled slightly in his heart and left the wine shop quickly.
There were basically no people on the way north, and occasionally a few pedestrians were in a hurry. Zhang Fubei didn't stop walking, but he kept thinking about the person in the wine shop in his heart. That person doesn't seem to be special, but Zhang Fubei always has some doubts in his heart, and he can't say what is wrong, but Zhang Fubei firmly remembers the words of an instructor when he was training, and always believes in your first instinct. Maybe this is the first instinct, Zhang Fubei laughed in his heart.
The road to Fujian is indeed not easy to walk, Zhang Fubei did not stop all afternoon, but finally failed to reach the town that the shopkeeper said.
It was dark, Zhang Fubei looked around, there was no village in front of the village, there was no store in front of the village, and there was not even a place to stay.
Zhang Fubei thought for a moment, turned around and left the road, and got into a forest next to him. Camping in the wilderness, this is already a familiar road for him. At the beginning, he was thrown into the mountains by the instructor, and he stayed in the mountains for a few days and nights with only a dagger on his body, and finally walked out of the mountains.
Zhang Fubei walked around the woods, found a tree that was still tall, straightened the package on his body, and climbed up the trunk with both hands. Instead of sleeping on the ground, he went up to the tree, which was also what the instructor told him at the beginning, first, to guard against wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, and secondly, to condescendingly observe the surrounding situation.
Zhang Fubei found a branch to ride on, untied the package from his body and tied it to the branch on the side, and took out the pieces of meat from the package and ate them slowly.
After eating the meat, Zhang Fubei took out a rope and tied himself to the trunk of the tree, which was more than a zhang high from the ground. Zhang Fubei finished tying the rope and looked around again, it was already dark this day, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He took out a thin wooden stick about 3 inches long from his clothes, took out a fire sickle and lit it, blew out the flames, sandwiched the stick between his index and middle fingers, and slowly closed his eyes.
There was silence all around, except for the occasional chirping of some animals. Suddenly, Zhang Fubei was awakened by a burning sensation between his fingers, and he touched his burned left hand, and the thin wooden stick had burned to his head. Zhang Fubei knew that he had slept for half an hour, this kind of wooden stick was specially made, burning slowly, each one was no more than three inches long, and it could be burned for half an hour. Zhang Fubei brushed his fingers, and there was a small scar on the middle finger of his left hand, which was left in a field training because he was too tired, and the wooden stick burned to the point that his fingers did not wake up.
Zhang Fubei leaned on the trunk of the tree and quietly listened to the various sounds around him, and after half an hour, he took out a second thin wooden stick. This is also one of the subjects of training, camping in the wilderness, you must always be vigilant, sleep for half an hour, wake up for half an hour.
Zhang Fubei was just about to ignite this second stick, when suddenly a strong intuition took over his mind again, as if there was someone outside the woods.
Zhang Fubei slowly put the wooden stick back into his arms, took out his hand from his arms, and then held his breath and listened. After a short time, the sound of straw sandals stepping on the dead branches came from far and near, and at the same time, the voices of several people were also clearly heard.
"Fourth, did you hear clearly, is that person going to Fujian?"
"I heard it so seriously, he must have gone to Fujian. His package was so big that it was specified that it could not go fast. β
"It's really strange, we've been chasing for so long, and we've been chasing for more than 30 miles, why haven't we caught up yet?"
"It's not like it's overdone."
"No way, let's follow his trail all the way. At this point, his footprints are gone, he must be around here, I don't know where to sleep, you all look for it. Seeing that when he was eating in the wine shop today, he didn't even ask the price, and he didn't know how much silver he was carrying, so don't let him go. β
Zhang Fubei listened to the tree for a while, and judging from the voice, there should be four people below, and they should all be gangsters around here, not to follow him on purpose, I am afraid that he has taken a fancy to the package on his body.
"Boss." The voice under the tree came again, "What should I do if I find him later, can I do him?" β
"Do you need to ask? I did, I dug a pit and buried it, and we made a fortune without knowing it. β
Zhang Fubei suddenly became murderous when he heard this, he really hadn't killed anyone in the months he had been trained, it wasn't that he didn't dare to kill, but he couldn't kill people in Yulin Bay. Today is just right, I practiced with these people.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fubei gently untied the rope on his body, and jumped off the branch: "Are you looking for me?" β
Several people on the opposite side were taken aback: "Are you a human or a ghost, how did you come down from the sky?" β
"I'm naturally human." Zhang Fubei smiled lightly, "Well, you all have to become ghosts tonight." β
"Boss, that's him." A dark shadow on the opposite side pointed at Zhang Fubei and shouted.
"Boom", without waiting for any reaction from the person on the other side, the fire in Zhang Fubei's hand started, and the black shadow who spoke just now was silent, and fell to the ground with blood on his face.
The bright light of the fire system flashed, and the positions of the other three people were clearly revealed. Zhang Fubei threw away his hand, looked like a dagger from his waist, and had an extra dagger in his hand. He jumped in front of the man on the left, and the dagger in his hand swept across the man's neck, and the man screamed and clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground.