Zhu Jinglun was in the courtyard of a farmer's house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There were many wounded soldiers around, more than 200 people, of which more than 80 were injured in the artillery battle with the foreigners. Four or five bone-setting doctors were treating the wounds of these people, and the small wounds were rubbed and wrapped in medicinal wine, and the bones were broken and the tendons were broken, and then they were fixed with bamboo chips.

The atmosphere here is not sad, and there is even a lot of laughter. It is also wrong to say that Chinese are naturally optimists, and it is not right to say that Chinese are indifferent to the suffering of their companions, just because Chinese are a people with a strong ability to bear pain.

Zhu Jinglun once heard a Japanese entrepreneur say that he admired Chinese workers the most, and although they were a little careless, Chinese employees were the only employees he had seen who could laugh out loud in the office when he was extremely reluctant to work overtime until late at night.

When Zhu Jinglun was in Guangzhou City, he heard some foreigners talk about the Chinese, and a British soldier lamented that when the city was attacked, the Chinese of the coolie team braved the artillery fire at the head of the city to transport arms to the foreigners, and the soldier said that he saw a shell hit the coolie, and the head of one of the coolies was directly knocked off.

As a result, instead of fleeing as they had seen in Africa, India and other colonies, the Chinese only panicked for a while, and immediately went back to work, and they could laugh at the coolie who had his head knocked off as an unlucky ghost.

When the foreign soldiers told this story, they lamented the Chinese's indifference to death, and he felt that if the Chinese could put this spirit on fighting them, they would not be able to enter the city of Guangzhou, but in fact, when they attacked the city, the soldiers in the city did not resist much at all.

In addition to illustrating the optimism of those poor coolies, the story of the coolie team also has hidden secrets that foreigners simply do not know.

The foreigner soldiers would never know that the reason why the Chinese coolies braved the rain of swords and swords to advance, even if their companions were broken in the head, did not escape, just because the foreigners themselves did not escape. The Chinese have a strong herd mentality, some people say that the Chinese temperament is like the herbivores on the grassland, and the wolf nature of the nomads is diametrically opposed, which has a certain truth, at least in terms of sociality, the discipline of the Chinese is very similar to those wild horses and yellow sheep who are always willing to be consistent with the collective, where the leader goes, even if the front is a flame mountain, the back will follow closely.

This collectivity of the Chinese even overrides the fear of death, so whenever there are brave generals who can charge ahead, the Chinese army is the best army, as long as the officers on the battlefield do not flee, the soldiers will follow to the last soldier, so countless histories record that the Chinese army does not surrender in the case of total annihilation, which is completely unimaginable to Westerners.

And the defenders of Guangzhou City, the army led by the pampered Eight Banners magnates, the officers ran faster than the soldiers, how could they expect the soldiers to resist honestly.

Lin Fuxiang's army is different, his army has never been a regular army, and it has the taste of family arms, many of the officers in the army are from the Lin clan, when fighting, these relatives took the lead in fighting to the death, so they also drove the soldiers to fight without retreating, last night's battle was like this, the children of the Lin family did not retreat, so in the end, even the borrowed gunners could insist on fighting with the foreigners all night.

This is the time for them to enjoy victory, and even if they pay a major victory, they are seriously injured, what is there to grieve.

Zhu Jinglun was also enjoying the victory, he was also seriously injured, lying on the broken door board, sucking a big bowl of hot porridge one by one.

He was indeed hungry, and his stomach seemed to be wrung like a towel, and like a dry towel to water, full of cravings for food.

This is already the third bowl, and his stomach is already very strong, but he still feels that he wants to eat.

Zhu Jinglun understands that this is because his body's energy storage is depleted, and his body is instinctively full of thirst for energy and urgently needs food to replenish energy.

His body was like a dry wood stick, barely a trace of fat was stored, because all the fat had been burned by the alien mechs in his body last night. There should have been no survivors of last night's explosion, and if it weren't for these alien lifeforms, even if Zhu Jinglun hadn't been scorched, the suffocation caused by the explosion would have been enough to kill him.

At that time, the alien mechanical body began to operate, and most of the energy was used to fight against the damage caused by the scorching heat to Zhu Jinglun's body, constantly repairing the cells that were killed one by one, and at the same time producing oxygen to maintain the skills of Zhu Jinglun's body, and the alien mechanical body did not have much energy storage, and after arriving in this world, it has been relying on the chemical energy of Zhu Jinglun's body to maintain the lowest power operation, but after being forced to turn on the ambulance function last night, not only did his own energy storage consume a lot, but also had to draw more energy from Zhu Jinglun's body.

In the end, the result was that the sugar and fat accumulated in Zhu Jinglun's body were almost completely exhausted, and the energy storage of the mechanical body was finally exhausted and entered a dormant state.

After the mechanical body hibernated, Zhu Jinglun was quite a pity, although this mechanical body did not make himself omnipotent, but it was still a great help, when the mechanical body was running, Zhu Jinglun was almost unforgettable, and his thinking was extremely active, which was equivalent to implanting a supercomputer in the brain, but now that the mechanical body was dormant, Zhu Jinglun obviously felt that he was different from before, he could no longer read the book and recite it, nor could he store the information he had heard instantly, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.

"Ninety-five!"

At this time, a muffled voice sounded next to him.

A soldier nibbling on a sweet potato said next to Zhu Jinglun.

Zhu Jinglun asked rhetorically: "Wasn't it ninety-eight last time?" ”

"It was ninety-five just now!"

The soldier insisted.

He counted it several times, and the blisters on Zhu Jinglun's body were ninety-five, and none of them could be wrong.

Zhu Jinglun didn't dare to confirm it, saying that memory is not good, it really can't be good, it shouldn't be so bad, when there is a mechanical body, it relies too much on the storage capacity of the mechanical body, resulting in his own memory ability not being used for a long time, and he is a little unaccustomed to it.

Zhu Jinglun nodded: "Ah Qiao, you can go back to the city with me later, just follow me to do things." ”

This thin soldier is the same Xiao Aqiao, the guy who was used by Zhu Jinglun to exchange for Indian soldiers.

Xiao Aqiao is very thin, less than one meter six tall, how to look at his slender face, such a person will attack foreigners, and he is completely forced to be anxious. If it weren't for Zhu Jinglun, he would have been shot by foreigners a long time ago, so he regarded Zhu Jinglun as his benefactor, and this time he came to kowtow to Zhu Jinglun.

Xiao Aqiao is also illiterate, but he can do math, because he is a vegetable seller, and those who do small business must of course know how to count.

Xiao Aqiao was silent.

Zhu Jinglun smiled: "You just said that you were going to go to the soup for me, why doesn't it count in the blink of an eye?" ”

Xiao Aqiao nodded: "Then I'll talk to Lord Lin." ”

The promise was simple, and there was a deep reluctance in his eyes at the time, he was used to being a soldier, and even enjoyed this feeling. When he was in Guangzhou, he was a hawker who could be bullied by anyone, the aunt who bought vegetables scolded him, and the subordinates of rich families also scolded him at every turn, he had long been used to it. But when he went outside the city and became a village warrior, he suddenly became a hero, because he was the first person in Guangzhou to attack foreigners, and everyone regarded him as a hero, and he enjoyed the feeling of being complimented.

Now that Zhu Jinglun asked him to go back to the city together, he really didn't want to go back, if he had a choice, he was willing to follow Lin Fuxiang for the rest of his life.

But after leaving the city, he learned that it was Mr. Zhu who saved him, so he kowtowed to Zhu Jinglun according to the practice of a good man, but Zhu Jinglun asked him to go back to Guangzhou together, and he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he agreed, his worldview is so simple, or pure.

"Forget it!"

Just when Xiao Aqiao was about to go out, he was stopped by Zhu Jinglun, and he stood up with relief.

I heard Zhu Jinglun say again: "There are many people in the city who know you, and it is inconvenient for you to go back to the city now." You still stay with Lord Lin, but you remember, your life was saved by me, you have to listen to me! ”

"The villain understands!"

Xiao Aqiao hurriedly said, he really didn't want to go back, he was Xiao Aqiao who bought vegetables in Guangzhou, and he was a good man who killed foreigners outside the city.

"Okay, you go first, call Lin Zhuang over."

There is really no one in his hands, Xiao Aqiao, who can read the numbers, can be regarded as a talent here in Zhu Jinglun.

Lin Zhuang yawned and walked into the courtyard, he was still catching up on sleep.

But his uncle had already left, and Lin Fuxiang wanted to go to Huaxian County in person to report to Huang Zonghan.

"Send me back to Guangzhou."

Zhu Jinglun lay on his stomach and said to Lin Zhuang.

Lin Zhuang was puzzled: "Do you dare to go back?" ”

Lin Zhuang already knew that the reason why the hall exploded was because of the fire lit by Zhu Jinglun. Tell Lin Zhuang these things, it's not that Zhu Jinglun wants to show his merits, but he just hopes that Lin Fuxiang knows that he is desperate, Zhu Jinglun feels that Lin Fuxiang's attitude towards himself has some problems, and it is necessary for him to let Lin Fuxiang know his position, and hopes that Lin Fuxiang can trust himself more and not hide everything from himself.

Zhu Jinglun replied: "Why don't I dare to go back, and the foreigners don't know the situation." ”

Lin Zhuang hesitated: "If you go back alone, you can't say anything." ”

Zhu Jinglun said: "It's good that you can think of this, so I want you to let a few people go back with me." ”

Lin Zhuang frowned, they captured hundreds of captives this time, but every Lin Fuxiang didn't want to let go, those captives were meritorious, and it was a very brilliant thing to send them to Beijing to present prisoners to the emperor.

Zhu Jinglun said: "It's still useful for me to stay in Guangzhou, so you have to let me go back, so that foreigners don't have to be suspicious, I can't go back alone." Didn't you capture some interpreters, those people are of little use, let them go back with me. I remember that there was also a foreign translator, who was seriously injured anyway, and he might not be alive, so let's let it go. ”

The foreign translator was naturally Hurd, and he was lucky not to be killed.