When a Chinese countryman, between the positions of mutual tacit ceasefire, waved a white flag, and slowly walked up the stairs in front of the main hall against the morning glow, the remnants of the British and French forces had already decided to surrender. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Because at this time, they only had eight cannons left that could be used, and the most important thing was that the gunpowder was almost exhausted.

They came to sweep, so they only brought twenty infantry guns, and who would have thought that the Chinese would also move out their antique cannons, and in this narrow area, they had a night of artillery battles with them.

This artillery battle was extremely bloody, the two sides at a distance of less than 100 meters, swinging artillery at each other, limbs flying, blood splashing, extremely cruel, the Chinese did not know that the artillery casualties of the British and French forces had exceeded two-thirds.

But what really made them completely lose confidence in fighting was the sudden explosion last night, in terms of violentness, the magnitude of the explosion was not unseen by them, but the explosion was too coincidental, when there was a fire on all sides, many soldiers subconsciously approached the hall in the middle, and the explosion was the first to bear the brunt, the shock wave of the explosion of the hall shattered the wooden structures such as the panes around the hall, and those broken pieces of wood alone caused more than 100 casualties to the surrounding coalition soldiers in an instant.

The most unfortunate thing is that the headquarters of the British and French forces at that time was located in the main hall, the headquarters of the coalition army occupied the central hall, the logistics soldiers were based on the left two rooms, and the translators, logistics and medical personnel were in the two rooms on the right, the middle hall exploded, the most unfortunate thing was naturally those officer gates, almost all the senior officers were blown to pieces at the first time, but I don't know why, the entire hall building collapsed collectively, affecting the logistics and medical soldiers, these auxiliary departments were almost completely wiped out, and the impact was fatal.

When the explosion ended, the will to fight of the British and French forces had actually been destroyed, there was no command above, no one treated the wounded, and no coolies to transport supplies with medicine back and forth, leaving those soldiers on the front line at the door to fight on their own, and the only grassroots officers had neither the ability to deal with emergencies nor the corresponding knowledge and experience, if they were not too afraid of being captured by the Chinese, they were likely to take the initiative to raise the white flag and surrender.

Therefore, when the Chinese came to persuade them to surrender under the white flag, they saw the scene of exhausted coalition soldiers, either lying or sitting, listlessly behind the position, and only a few officers still maintained their military appearance.

After the Chinese assured the safety of the surrendering soldiers, they accepted the surrender without any hesitation.

If Zhu Jinglun saw this situation, he would already feel that his adventure was worth it, and knowing that China had fallen into darkness for nearly a century, he would never have imagined that at this time, there would be a scene of Chinese soldiers waving white flags, calmly walking to the military positions of the great powers, and ordering the other side to surrender.

The Anglo-French soldiers lined up, raised their hands and raised their weapons above their heads, but slowly walked towards their positions with their heads bowed.

Lin Zhuang, who hadn't slept all night, was unusually emotional, looking at the temple full of rubble, and feeling less sad.

A red sun had risen, and the surrendered soldiers were disarmed by the Chinese soldiers and then tied up.

Lin Zhuang's next task was to clean up the ruins, he couldn't help but get up, the hall was completely destroyed, how long did this have to be cleaned up, he didn't know why the hall suddenly exploded, and then the whole collapsed. Because these villagers did not have any knowledge of engineering mechanics at all, they buried too much gunpowder under the walls of the main hall at that time, and buried all the more than 500 catties of gunpowder they could find.

In this way, he accidentally gave the coalition forces an unforgettable blast.

After the surrendered foreign soldiers were strung into a string of ropes and taken away, Lin Zhuang immediately found someone to clean up, the villagers were already very tired after fighting all night, they just collected the bodies of their comrades, there were more than 100 people, all of them were killed by the artillery of the British and French forces, and most of them died when they were forced by the shield cart at the beginning, and these people were the cronies who followed Lin Fuxiang for the longest time.

The artillery of the British and French forces is too poisonous, their cannons have applied the technology of disguise charges, different standard propellant packs, so that their range is more flexible, there are two kinds of shells: solid shells and flowering shells, solid shells are used when attacking the city, and flowering shells are used when killing infantry, in last night's battle, even if they use flowering shells, they are not able to resist those shield vehicles, so the casualties are very large at first.

In addition to more than 100 dead bodies, there were more than 200 wounded soldiers, most of whom were wounded in the course of pushing the shield cart, and a few were gunners in artillery battles with the British and French forces.

After transferring the bodies and wounded of his own people, Lin Zhuang asked the soldiers to withdraw, and at this time these brave soldiers were replaced by ordinary people from all over the country, these people were extremely active, and they did not need to be urged to clean up very hard, not only because they were in a good mood after seeing their people win the battle, but also because of the bounty.

As early as when Huang Zonghan had not yet come, the three squires who presided over the training outside the city posted notices inside and outside the city of Guangzhou, offering a reward of "100 gold for the head of an enemy", and there must be brave men under the heavy reward, so as early as a few months ago, there were often three or five people near the city of Guangzhou who "ambushed the enemy soldiers in and out of the main roads in the city, or opened the city early in the morning, and killed them because of sudden uprisings".

The "brave men" who lived near the city of Guangzhou naturally had many British and French soldiers who attacked the city when they attacked the city, but the common people outside the city basically knew about these bounties, one hundred and one heads, but who didn't want to kill people and receive the reward whenever they had the opportunity.

Of course, now that they are cleaning up the ruins, it is impossible to have such a high bounty, and Lin Fuxiang, who was happy to win the battle, also promised to find someone and give ten taels of silver, which is also a great thing, how can the people not be tempted.

Under the heavy money, a large amount of masonry and rubble were constantly transferred to the side by small carts, and the broken beams were also dragged aside, and soon the corpses of British and French officers and soldiers were cleaned up one after another, and under the leadership of the township elders and patriarchs, they were put away, fortunately, these people were organized by clans, otherwise it was really possible to fight because of the scramble.

When Lin Zhuang woke up from a sleep, the scene in front of him was completely different, the ruins that were still messy just now were almost all emptied, and a group of white-bearded and white-haired old men were arguing around the secretary, because the secretary refused to count some of the broken corpses of the British and French troops, which made them very dissatisfied.

There are still people cleaning up the ruins, they are almost cleaning up to the foundation, and there are fewer and fewer corpses to clean up, but there are still people who refuse to give up.

Lin Zhuang didn't care about the quarrel between the secretary and the villagers, he walked forward, checked them one by one, and didn't find Zhu Jinglun, Lin Zhuang was very sure that Zhu Jinglun came with the army, so it meant that Zhu Jinglun had either not been dug up, or he was directly blown up, just like these piles of rotten meat next to him.

Lin Zhuang doesn't want to be the latter, unlike Lin Fuxiang's brothers, Lin Fuyong thinks that Zhu Jinglun is a despicable and shameless person, and Lin Fuxiang thinks that Zhu Jinglun is a useful chess piece, but it doesn't play a vital role, Lin Zhuang simply thinks that Zhu Jinglun is a capable person.

The ghost sent the forest village to the ruins, he had already seen a scorched black ground, all the construction waste was under the wall, piled up to exceed the courtyard wall, the middle of the unobstructed, only a few places are still covered with some difficult to move beams and earth and stones, there are very few places to hide people.

Lin Zhuang sighed, thinking that Zhu Jinglun was probably really blown into rotten meat, and he couldn't bear it, so he wanted to leave.

At this time, several villagers worked together to lift a half-human-high stone, and it was vaguely seen that it was half of the body of the statue, and they used rolling logs to move the stone to move outside, but someone suddenly shouted.

Several pieces of charred black wooden planks that had broken into four or five pieces of wood were mixed with dirt, but there was obviously a pit, which attracted Lin Zhuang, and he quietly watched as the villagers used various tools to pick up the dirt and planks, and someone shouted excitedly, and they caught a leg.

The man was dragged out roughly, and Lin Zhuang walked over with hope and leaned down.

This person was lying on his stomach, just like he was underground, Lin Zhuang wanted to flip him, put his hand on his back and forced, but it slipped, he found that this person's clothes had become brittle, and they were torn to pieces with a little force, grabbing the cloth, Lin Zhuang frowned, because he saw the flesh stained on the cloth.

From the torn bare place, it can be seen that this person's back is red, and Lin Zhuang wonders if it has been roasted, and there is still less charred among the corpses that were found just now.

The body was still turned over, and when Lin Zhuang saw this blackened face, he immediately paused, his hand was already on his mouth and nose, and he didn't breathe, but the feeling of his hand was quite soft, especially the warm temperature, which made Lin Zhuang have a trace of fantasy in his heart.

Shouting to the crowd below the stairs, "Go and call a doctor!" ”

Lin Zhuang has been standing next to this person, although it is blackened, the familiar face is not who else is Zhu Jinglun.

A young doctor trotted up, Lin Zhuang explained two sentences, and the doctor immediately lay next to Zhu Jinglun, Mr. took the pulse, shook his head, and tried to pinch the middle of the person.

"It's hopeless!"

The doctor asserted, there was not much regret on his face, wasn't it just a dead man, there were still fewer dead people here, the person in front of him was not the worst, at least a whole corpse was lost.

Lin Zhuang has no regrets, he has done his best, is there a war, how can there be immortals, just like he told Zhu Jinglun, what is their fate, it is not worth anything at all.

Just when Lin Zhuang beckoned two villagers and put Zhu Jinglun's "body" on a door panel, intending to carry it to the bottom of the mountain for burial, suddenly a long breath scared everyone, and the two strong men who were just about to lift the door panel were so frightened that they fell to the ground all of a sudden.

I saw Zhu Jinglun lying on the door panel staring at the two eyes, the eyes were as big as bull's eyes, as if they were about to break through the eye sockets, his mouth made a whimper, and a long breath entered his chest and abdomen, and then his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he actually lived.

But he couldn't hear any sound at all at this time, and Lin Zhuang's loud call in his ear couldn't be heard, and only a mechanical voice kept repeating in his head:

"Exhausted energy, about to go into hibernation, exhausted power, about to go into hibernation......"