The skirmish at the Ao Li Bulletin Station is only a microcosm of the dozens of stations in Sanqi, and it is a relatively harmonious one, except that the sergeant was slightly injured. The biggest disturbance was at the Ustu station, where the townspeople and nearby herdsmen had a firefight with the flag guards who had come to demolish the railway, killing and wounding more than 200 people. Of course, the main casualties were the Flag Guards, and the residents and Mongolian friends only injured more than 20 people in total.

Lever rifles and single-action revolvers are civilian firearms in North Manchuria and can be legally sold. Adult Manchurian men can legally buy firearms as long as they have a legitimate occupation and a certificate issued by their work unit or town. In Mongolia, the conditions were even more relaxed, and friendly herdsmen who knew each other could buy them at will as long as they could afford to pay for them. Uliji and the others did not use guns because there were no gun shops in the town of Ao Li, so they still used bows and arrows. There were gun shops in the town of Ustu, so the herdsmen had long since replaced them with rifles, which were better than bows and arrows, and all of them were carried by horsemen. The Flag Guards, who were still armed with flintlock pistols and lacked training, faced with these amateur soldiers and hunters, it was inevitable that they would be hanged and beaten.

In the face of this situation of suffering losses everywhere, the princes of the Three Banners naturally jumped like thunder, so as soon as the Qing troops in Fengtian and Rehe entered the Three Banners, they immediately gathered the people and ordered the people to participate in the battle in full gear and fight the invaders to the end. The heroes who were not awake with a hangover and were accustomed to obeying the princes, who did not even understand who they were going to fight, and they all raised their weapons and shouted with the Banner Guards, many of whom were involved in the attack on the Flag Guards, but they forgot about it.

Stationed in the central banner of the left wing of Horqin was Wang Yuchun, a fierce general of Rehe, who was ready to fight with North Manchuria, and Wang Yuchun was at a loss in his heart. When Guoxing'a and Xianfeng started training, the Rehe garrison once besieged the camp of the Gu'an army, but it turned out to be miserable, and Wang Yuchun felt ashamed when he thought about it. Now that North Manchurian is developing rapidly, it can chase and fight foreigners thousands of miles away, and the young masters of Rehe are afraid that they will be even more choked. Fortunately, the Mongolian herdsmen are still strong and their morale is also very strong, and using them to fight guerrillas and maneuver with the Manchurian army may make the Manchurian army retreat. But looking at the herdsmen who raised their weapons one after another, Wang Yuchun noticed something unusual. Most of the herdsmen still have bows and arrows and scimitars in their hands, but there are also many herdsmen who are holding guns in their hands, looking at these very sophisticated rifles, Wang Yuchun is in a cold sweat, this thing will definitely not be made in the pass.

"Can you show me your gun?" After the princes gave wine, Wang Yuchun did not accompany the princes to drink, but walked out and found a herdsman with a gun, wanting to come over and have a look. However, after opening his mouth, Wang Yuchun regretted it, he should have spoken Mongolian, how could these poor herdsmen know Chinese.

"Oh! To give! The herdsman pulled his long rifle out of his fine leather holster.

"You know Chinese?" Wang Yuchun was even more surprised than seeing the guns, these herdsmen were almost isolated from the Han land, where did they learn Chinese?

"Those Manchurian fellows, stupid like ewes with cubs, can they still be expected to speak in Mongolian? I don't know Chinese, how can I talk to them! "The herdsmen ate the meat and drank the mare's milk wine, which the prince had given.

"Phew! This wine is really timely! Lu Laosan's whiskey last time was good, he promised to get me two more cases before it snows, and I will treat you to good wine when the time comes! The herdsmen turned around to eat and drink, ignoring Wang Yuchun, but the content of the herdsmen's chats also made Wang Yuchun very curious.

"You said you couldn't drink that without ice and water! And it's especially top-notch. It's better to burn a knife, and your heart is warm! "People who eat together inevitably quarrel.

"Brandy is good, my mother-in-law said it was good!" A bearded man spoke of a not-so-strong wine.

"Temur, you can't become a hero anymore, your heart has been filled by your mother-in-law! Hahaha......" The herdsmen laughed insolently.

The topic of the herdsmen turned to the next three roads, and Wang Yuchun didn't bother to listen to their nonsense anymore, and carefully studied the rifle in his hand. Wang Yuchun didn't know much about rifling and the like, but he still knew that it was a good gun. The handguard is made of very good materials, the metal fittings are neat and neat, and the positions of the trigger and pressure lever are also very finely polished.

"What! I won't use it! I'll teach you! The herdsman who lent the gun to Wang Yuchun, seeing that Wang Yuchun had been staring at the gun in a daze, got up and came over to show him.

"Look at it! This is the insurance, you have to open it before you put it on the fire, this is the pressure rod, just rely on it to load the bullet! The herdsman took back the rifle and explained it to Wang Yuchun everywhere.

"Click!"

"If you press it like this, you'll be shot!" The herdsmen demonstrated the process of loading and actually loaded a bullet.

The herdsman looked around with his gun, raised his rifle and pointed at a wooden saddle hung by a flag guard soldier on the wheel of a hundred meters away. The sound of the gunfire frightened Wang Yuchun, but the power of the rifle made him even more afraid. The herdsman's marksmanship was good, and he easily hit the target a hundred meters away after drinking, and the saddle flew to the ground with the sound of gunfire.

"Mandu Latu, your marksmanship is not good! Look at me! "Mongolians used to like to try archery, but now some herders have changed to marksmanship.

This herdsman, who despised Mandu Ratu, also aimed at the saddle on the wheel, which was nothing more than a car farther away than Mandu Ratu. After the gunshot, the saddle did not move, but the luan bell on the saddle was knocked away. The herdsman was very happy, drank a bowl of wine triumphantly, and then looked at Mandu Ratu arrogantly.

"Hadan*, don't take advantage of me, I'm just teaching people to use guns, I'm a heroic man, let's compare again!" Mandu Ratu pushed the lever again, then pointed his gun at the ground in the distance, and he struck the fragment of the luan bell that had just been shattered by Hadan*.

Wang Yuchun was surprised not only by Mandu Latu's accurate marksmanship, but also by this terrifying weapon that could fire continuously, he never thought that this magical gun could shoot continuously. Wang Yuchun had seen the Schneider rifle used by the Gu'an army, and this time he came to the Mongolian court and allocated him 500 rifles, although it was also a rear-loading rifled gun, but it was also a one-shot reload. This kind of magical weapon that can happen continuously without loading ammunition has never been seen by Wang Yuchun again.

"Warrior, where did you get this gun?" Wang Yuchun found that the herdsmen with guns all used this kind of gun, and as a soldier, of course, he urgently needed to know the source of this gun.

"I bought it in the town shop! As long as there is a Manchurian friend as a guarantor, anyone can buy it, and it is not expensive, two cows are enough! This time we're going to fight, I should go to Lu Laosan to get some more guns and bullets back, I will definitely need it. Mandu Ratu said indifferently.

Wang Yuchun's blood was cold, and these guns were indeed produced in Manchuria. If the Manchurians dared to buy and sell these sophisticated firearms as commodities at will, then their army must have been equipped with even more terrifying weapons, and the gap between the Qing army and the Manchurian army was much wider than imagined. Moreover, these herdsmen have an excellent relationship with the Manchurians, and if they really fight against the Manchurians, it is hard to say whether these guys can maintain their loyalty to the princes! They didn't seem to know who they were going to fight with, and not only were they discussing the matter of buying wine from the Manchurians, but they also wanted the Manchurians to help, which was a big problem.

"Mandu Latu, don't you want to run, our competition is not over yet!" Hadan* chased after him, and he had to continue the competition.

"Am I afraid of you?" Mandu Ratu was stunned when he saw Wang Yuchun, so he followed Hadan* away.

"I'm coming, I'm coming......" The drunken camp was noisy, and gunfire rang out one after another.

In such a lively environment, Wang Yuchun's blood is getting colder and colder, and there is no hope for the three banners of the left wing of Horqin. There is a huge equipment gap between the Qing army and the Manchurian army, and the training is even more heaven and earth, and the existence of the Qing army is just to give the princes a strong courage, and they are absolutely vulnerable to a real fight. This is only the military aspect, if it comes to economic and other aspects, the Qing army and the princes are even more incomparable with Northern Manchuria, not to mention the huge Northern Manchuria, and these towns near the station are probably richer than them. The backs of people's hearts are even more terrifying, and the reaction of the prince and the court to the railway incident is too slow.

The roaring train was not the same thing as the caravan of merchants, who not only were able to trade goods, but also brought the powerful industrial life of Manchuria to Mongolia. The indigenous people of all parts of the world were able to resist the European colonizers, not only by the authority of the original rulers, but also by the rejection of foreign colonizers by the indigenous people. Only when all the people in a country, from top to bottom, reject the intrusion of foreign civilizations into their lives, can they unite against foreign invaders.

However, the material changes brought about by the train have been integrated into the life of Mongolian herders, and now when the railway is demolished, not only the Manchurians will not agree, but the herdsmen will no longer adapt to life without the railway. Moreover, the Manchurians are not white-skinned and high-nosed foreigners, they have similar looks and similar cultural backgrounds with the Mongols, and hundreds of years of integration have turned the Mongols, Manchurians, and Han Chinese into one nation. In the eyes of the herdsmen, the Manchurians are their next-door neighbors, Lu Laosan and Xu Youfu, friends who live under the same sky. From the legal point of view of the Qing Dynasty, the Manchurians were not foreigners, and everyone was their own no matter what they said, which made it even more difficult for the herdsmen to be hostile to the Manchurians.

Fortunately, the Mongols liked to use metaphors, and in the war mobilization of the princes, they had always used words such as robbers, invaders, and jackals to describe the Manchurians, and the herdsmen did not understand who to fight, otherwise they were afraid of immediate trouble. The administrative structure of Manchuria was much more advanced than that of the Mongol princes, and the herdsmen were inevitably attracted to the freedom and prosperity of the Manchurians in addition to material temptations. If the princes made it clear that they were going to fight the Manchurians, and they were fighting with the Manchurians who lived near the station, I was afraid that the herdsmen would not respond, and even some of the herdsmen affected by Meng He would turn their guns on the princes. The Flag Guards have a vested interest, and they will be loyal to the Maharaja, but the number of herdsmen is more than ten times that of the Flag Guards, and the herdsmen have more advanced weapons in their hands, so it is really difficult to say what will happen to Xiao Wall.

The next day, the station was besieged again, this time with nearly a thousand Mongol cavalry, and the town was put on first-class alert. The sergeant, with gauze wrapped around his head, communicated with the cavalry Zaran, affirming that the railway was the property of the general, and asking the cavalry to withdraw from the vicinity of the railway. However, Zalan, who was arrogant, flatly refused the sheriff's request and asked the residents to leave the town and return to Manchuria within a limited time, while they wanted to demolish the railroad and the station. Of course, the inhabitants of the town who made a living did not accept the demands of the cavalry, and they would not give up their hard-earned homes.

"Uliji!"

"Batuu!"

"Bagen!"

“……”

The townspeople were armed and ready to defend their homeland, but when they took aim, they all found their familiar herdsman friends in the ranks of the Mongol cavalry. They subconsciously called out the names of their friends, and the herdsmen in the team also subconsciously agreed, they were still acquaintances yesterday. The residents couldn't figure out why their friend, who had helped them against the nuisance a day earlier, had suddenly run into the ranks of the enemy. After the sheriff consulted with Zaran, Zaran agreed to let someone he knew say hello first. War between the two sides is inevitable, and the heroes should say goodbye to their former friends.

"Uliji, your stove will arrive tomorrow, but I'm afraid I can't hand it over to you anymore!" Xu Youfu and Uliji had the most conversation, so in the middle of the battlefield, that is, in the open space at the entrance of the town, he chatted with Uliji again.

"What the hell happened to my friend? Why did the Maharaja let us attack you? "Honest Uligi is still confused.

"Your prince wants to demolish the railway, but this is our homeland, the territory of the general, and we must defend it!" Xu Youfu explained helplessly.

"Why do you want to dismantle the railway, how can we sell cattle and sheep without the railway, how do you bring freight here?" Uligi didn't understand why the railroad was being demolished, he felt that the railroad was very good, at least after having the railway, his life was much better.

"Don't be stupid, my friend, there is nothing left, the prince will not only tear down the railway, but also drive us Manchurians away!" Xu Youfu stared at Wu Liji with a smile, as if he wanted to remember his face firmly.

"Why?" Uligi has become a hundred thousand whys, and he has too many questions.

"Time is running out, my friend. We Han people pay attention to cutting robes and breaking righteousness, as soon as the guns go off, we are no longer friends, you must be loyal to your prince, I must be loyal to the general and defend my homeland! Goodbye my friend! Xu Youfu said and cut off a piece of his clothes with a dagger.

"Why aren't we friends anymore?" Wu Liji took a rag handed to him by Xu Youfu, and his head was still mushy.

"Honest Wuliji, don't follow them to death, just find a way to get out at once! The two cavalry brigades stationed in Shuangliao have already driven over, and they will arrive tonight, and your prince is dead! Xu Youfu hugged Wu Liji like a parting hug, and then whispered in his ear. Wu Liji wanted to ask again, but Xu Youfu had already turned around and left.