Peter, whose presence was significantly lower than that of the arms, was brought in a somewhat sluggish state of mind, and looked at Goxinga with the same eyes as if he were looking at the devil. He had always been calm, and when he saw his cousin Big Peter, he immediately threw himself into Big Peter's arms like a child and cried bitterly.

Goxinga could not have abused Peter these days, and although he was forbidden to move freely, he was still served with good food and drink. Peter was so emaciated solely because of his dwelling. The Qing army gave Peter an independent residence, but for the convenience of guarding, they arranged Peter's residence in the courtyard of the men's camp. It is said that others want to sleep in a large bunk, but Peter has an independent single room, and the treatment is still good. But before Peter arrived today, Goxinga was executing Taiping prisoners of war. This was not a rope tied to the execution ground to be executed, but a group of Qing soldiers rushing in and shooting and slaughtering. Peter, who was lying on the window and witnessed the fate of his neighbor, was terrified.

Although he also heard the crimes of the Taiping army shouted all over the city, there was no trial, no execution ceremony, the Qing army rushed into the courtyard like a devil and killed people when they saw them, and Peter's fragile heart could not bear it no matter what. Such a reckless slaughter of prisoners of war who laid down their arms, at this moment in Peter's heart, Gohinga has almost become Satan's spokesman in the world.

While the Qing army was disposing of corpses and cleaning bloodstains, Peter, who was trapped alone in the fighting room, had already confessed to God countless times. He began to wonder if there would be an accident on the side of his cousin, who loved him so much, and if there would be an older brother who was willing to take care of him to take him home. If the arms that Xing'a asked for were not delivered, Goxinga would not have killed him like a prisoner of war, Father Peter.

After meeting his cousin, and seeing that his cousin was talking and laughing with Goxinga, Peter's heart finally fell in his stomach. The banquet prepared by the fat cook was not very rich, but it was just wine and meat, but Peter, who was relieved, ate it very sweetly. However, when he saw Guo Xing'a, he still instinctively felt afraid, this officer who should be considered a child was really terrifying. In his eyes, the precious life may be worthless! A simple command that could deprive hundreds of people of their lives was terrifying to Peter.

"Francesco, will we go back to Shanghai in a moment? End your ridiculous trip! You can't have that much luck every time. "Big Peter knows that his younger brother is lucky with shit this time, if it weren't for Guo Xing'a's special understanding of the West, the Qing army would probably kill Peter as soon as possible, after all, capturing a foreigner is very troublesome for the Qing army.

"Of course, Arnold, I'll go back with you!" Peter wanted to run away with his brother now, and Gochena was terrible.

"Aren't you still going to preach?" Goxinga was reluctant to let Peter go, and he needed more bonds between him and Big Peter. A simple relationship of interests is likely to break in case of tension.

"Hey! It's too difficult to be occupied by heretics, so I'd better go back to Shanghai and find a way! Peter was mentioned as sad. He had found it difficult to proselytize in Shanghai, but only now did he realize that it was even more difficult to convince the Taipings.

"Will Shanghai be easier?" Guo Xing'a knew in his heart that if Shanghai could be mixed, Peter would be stupid to run to this battlefield.

"The lost lamb is not willing to accept the Lord's call." Peter drank a glass of wine bitterly, and the hot wine made him feel even more bitter.

"I think something is wrong with your approach and direction." Goxing Ake is a good boy who has studied history.

"What's the problem?" Suddenly, Peter's fear of Goshing ceased to exist.

"You have always stayed at the bottom of society, relying on small favors to persuade others to become religious, but the people who believe in you seem to be mostly ruffians and hooligans. These people are not good people in the first place, they believe that you are just to eat and drink opium, and they are taking advantage of your foreigners to oppress good people, everyone will hate you because of them, where will anyone believe you. This is not that Guo Xing'a has any insight, but he heard it in his previous life, and the Boxer Rebellion was not a group of people who were bullied by the cultists at the beginning.

"What you say makes sense, our believers do have a lot of bad things, is there anything you can do?" Peter seemed to have found a guiding light.

"You should go up the upper echelons, the elites, you know? It is the aristocracy, and when the nobles believe in you, the people will believe in you. If you look at Buddhism, they just took the upper route, and when the nobles believed in them, the Buddhist temples everywhere were widely spread, and the people would worship them. Gohin knew that Peter was about to enter the battle.

"Aristocrats? Your nobility is out of reach. I've met an official in Shanghai, and he's not a nobleman, and it seems like most of your officials aren't. And if most of the officials are unwilling to accept the Lord's call, where can we find your nobles to preach! Peter was quite emotional, he didn't have the thoughts of officials, but those officials who were familiar with the Four Books and the Five Classics were not something he could fool. The understanding of aristocrats in the East and the West is also different, the Chinese aristocracy is either a scholarly family or a yellow nobleman, while the West attaches more importance to inheritance, after all, their nobles have everything passed down from the French Kingdom at that time.

"I'm a nobleman!" Guo Xing'a said with a smile, he had just reacted, he was a nobleman of the Eight Banners.

"You're a nobleman?" Peter's rhetorical question was very rude, and Big Peter kicked him lightly under the table.

"Isn't it the best proof that I'm an officer at such a young age? My family has been in charge of this leader for more than 200 years. Gohin didn't care too much about Peter's surprise.

"Please forgive him for his rudeness!" Big Peter apologized for his brother.

"It's okay, I'm not the same as your nobleman after all, it's normal for him to be surprised. By the way, the officers and soldiers under me were also nobles, and they all had hereditary positions. Guo Xinga said very carelessly. He also felt blushing, the knights in Europe were all from some backgrounds, and his "knights" were almost out of food.

"Knights?" Peter continued his astonishment.

"We have our own name, Eight Banners!" Guo Xing'a pouted, the children of the Eight Banners are not a title to be proud of.

"I know that this Qing Empire was established by you." Peter stood up excitedly.

"Yes, yes......" Guo Xing'a was a little embarrassed, and the Eight Banners also acted like that, still beating their own compatriots.

"Will you accept the Lord's call?" Peter was very direct.

"Father Peter, according to the current law, if you preach in my army, I will have to arrest you again." Goxinga shrugged.

"I know......," said Peter, sitting back down.

"Honorable General, do you have any proposals?" Big Peter was much smarter than his younger brother, and Goxinga wasn't just a tall boy, he was a calculating officer who would never say anything meaningless.

"Missionaries are not allowed in the military, but you can preach to the people, such as the families of officers." Guo Xinga said with a smile.

"Do you have any family members in the army?" A flame of hope burned in Peter's eyes.

"Of course not!" Guo Xing'a replied sincerely.

"Francesco, be quiet, the general will give you better advice." Big Peter didn't want his brother to make any more trouble.

"Sooner or later the war will end, and then I will return to my station, and in return for your selfless help, I will allow you to preach in my territory." Goxinga was obviously talking to Peter, but he kept looking at Big Peter.

"The greater my achievements, the greater my territory will be, and I will be very grateful for your help. I like it very much that you call me a general, and although I am not a general yet, if I have enough military merit, I will become a general. And when I became a general, my friend, I believe we will have more cooperation. Gohin raised his glass to Brother Peter.

"Everything will be as you wish, my noble general!" Big Peter gently touched the cup with Gochena.

After the feast, the Peter brothers set out on their way home with their guards and the previous year's earnings. Guo Xing'a stood on the tower of the city and said goodbye to them with a smile, as if looking at his arsenal. Then Goxing Ah Lian jumped down the tower to distribute the newly arrived weapons.

In terms of pistols, the guard squad and the special operations squad are all equipped with two guns, and each officer above the platoon commander level has one gun. In terms of rifles, there is no problem with one guard squad per person, but the special operations squad cannot be fully equipped with revolver rifles, and they need to leave ten snipers behind. After all, the special operations pairs are not all close combat, they also have sniper missions, and the range of the revolver rifle is too close to meet their needs. After Chengtai tried the gun, he decisively rejected the proposal of Guoxing's entire company to change its outfit, and he only equipped one company was enough. Although the revolver rifle has a lot of bullets and can fire continuously, the power is too small, and it is not as good as their* can knock down a piece with a single shot. And when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, it can be used as a hammer, and the expensive revolver rifle is not resistant to smashing. * The caliber is comparable to a small cannon, a solid wood and a large iron pipe, which is stronger than a hammer. Although the revolver rifle is still strong, the bolt is more complicated, and if it really hits people, the wheel is easy to fly out.

Chengtai doesn't want it, Guoxinga also has a family, that is, artillery and medical soldiers. Guo Xing'a did not dare to guarantee that he would always win the battle, and once he was defeated, the artillery would definitely not be able to take it away, and the artillery would have to be saved. These artillerymen are not the goods that could only pull ropes before, they are all proficient in artillery, and they have a certain level of measurement and ranging, and they are all expensive technicians. If the enemy breaks through the line on the battlefield, it is also good for the artillery to have a melee burst weapon. The medical soldiers trained by Wu Xiuming are also expensive, and they need to shuttle through the battlefield, as stragglers without cover, they can't reload their weapons, and revolvers are also very suitable for them.

After allocating everything, Guo Xing'a was going to go back and play with his sister Hua for a while, but Fuquan brought troublesome news to Guo Xing'a.

"My lord, Lord Xiande and a common man have a fight, I can't persuade him, go and take a look!" Fu Quan came to report with an embarrassed face.

"The fight has started, and those who were soldiers are dead!" Guo Xing's brain was a little short-circuited for a moment.

"Lord Xiande himself has to fight alone." Fuquan smiled bitterly.