Surabaya City is in complete chaos.

As long as the jackals see blood, whether it is someone else's or their own, it will only inspire them to be more vicious. A planned and limited upheaval of the colonial authorities against the Chinese community has spread to the point where even whites are helpless.

From Slopitah Boulevard, tens of thousands of indigenous mobs were scattered in front of the Zheng He Mosque, screaming and scurrying around. set the shops on fire, chased the Chinese, and vented their beast surnames everywhere.

The scale of this turmoil, Xu Yifan did not expect. Originally, he did not think that the foreign colonial authorities would dare to launch such an action when the Qing State Commissar was still in Surabaya. And the foreign colonial authorities also did not expect that they did not expect the Chinese youth to take to the streets, which aroused the antagonistic psychology of the indigenous people even more!

The native mob kept converging and rushing west. There are the richest Chinese families living there, and looting there can get the greatest benefits! They have destroyed the past all the way, and Surabaya is already a hell on earth.

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Xu Yifan gently hugged Li Xuan, the girl's body hung softly, and her chestnut hair spread down. Covering her pale and blood-lost countenance. Xu Yifan was surrounded by guards who were all blood-soaked soldiers, holding empty guns and broken knives one by one, panting heavily, and everyone's eyes looked around. This kind of scene is the best quenching and retraining for these young students. The Chinese helped the old and the young to treat the wounded, but no one wanted to speak. just looked at Xu Yifan with a humiliating gaze, and the deep shout behind his gaze made every student's eyes red.

Xu Yifan gently brushed away Li Xuan's hair and pressed her carotid artery. It was still beating faintly, just a wound in the ribs, and the blood was flowing more and more. The cuckoo bit his lip and stood behind him and secretly looked at Li Xuan's face. Didn't dare to speak.

A young man in tattered clothes suddenly crawled out of the pile, also with blood on his face, he glanced around in a hurry, tears suddenly burst out of his eyes, and in a blink of an eye he saw Li Xuan in Xu Yifan's arms, and shouted: "Sister!" "He stumbled and ran.

ran to the front and noticed Xu Yifan. Li Xing knelt down as soon as his legs were weak: "My lord, save my sister, save us Chinese!" ”

This terrible shout suddenly woke Xu Yifan up, and his emotions just now were completely self-blame. Why didn't he expect such a scene, why would such a beautiful girl die in his arms? He thought that his status as a messenger and two warships could temporarily stabilize the situation, but the reality was like this!

What will the flapping of his butterfly wings bring to the world, this history?

Hearing Li Xing's voice, he was shocked. At this time, there is no need to think about it, only try to stabilize the situation and save more people.

Also, this kind of scene, in his lifetime, do not happen again! Never!

They bleed the Chinese, and they must repay it with blood! Now that these things have happened, there is no need to regret it, and it is better to let the situation turn according to your own will!

His mind calmed down, and a myriad of thoughts came flooding in until they interlaced into clear lines. He raised his head and looked around quickly, and handed Li Xuan in his arms to Du Juan: "Hurry up and stop the bleeding for her, and save it!" ”

The cuckoo pursed his lips and took Li Xuan over, and the three fingers of his right hand grasped the handle of the dagger steadily and accurately, and pulled out the dagger at once. Li Xuan, who was leaning on her arms, snorted, her body twisted, and the cuckoo pressed her neck again, and she quieted down. Before the blood from the wound could spurt out, the cuckoo had already torn off the strip of cloth and wrapped it around her shoulder with one hand, and tied it tightly, with great skill. Although the girl who grew up in this pile of horse thieves was shy in front of Xu Yifan, she saw a lot of bloody and injured scenes!

Li Xing just looked at his sister-in-law blankly, and Xu Yifan pulled him up: "Where is the place where the Chinese live the most?" ”

Li Xing reacted: "West, in the west!" The major families are there, and there are many rubber tappers, and the families of the workers who farm the fields are there...... Look, the pillar of fire is rising from east to west! ”

Xu Yifan threw him away: "If you want to save the Chinese, you have to rely on everyone's strength!" Li Xing staggered to his feet, looking at Xu Yifan standing in front of him with his mouth pursed coldly.

This young Taoist Qincha was already covered with blood and mud, and the front of his official uniform was also torn. The students around him, their eyes on him, were completely bloody.

Quan Daqing, can you find such a member of the Qincha Committee, take them lightly, and take them to save their compatriots? Will they go to the Chinese community and see their suffering as their own suffering?

The danger and humiliation of thousands of them were at the most desperate juncture. It was Xu Yifan who led the students to save them from a bloody road!

Li Xing stood up straight: "Lord Xu, what should I do if you say a word?" I, Li Xing, will follow you from now on! Only when the country is strong, will we not suffer such humiliation again! ”

Xu Yifan nodded slightly with a straight face, turned his head and shouted to the Chinese who were scattered all over the street and survived the disaster: "Fathers and elders, now only we can save ourselves!" What are the thoughts of foreigners and what are the aborigines, after this time, everyone can see clearly! Now except for those who take care of the wounded, you take them to the docks! We have two warships there! The ships of the Motherland will protect you! The rest of the brave men followed me to the west, and saved as many people as they could. For those thugs, just six words! Blood for blood, life for life! ”

Ying He's voice sounded like a tide, penetrating the sky. Even the mildest Chinese youths saw their compatriots, the girls they loved, turn into beasts of prey after being treated so harshly. picked up the bricks and tiles on the ground and spontaneously stood in front of Xu Yifan. Some men shielded the wounded and carried them to the southeast to the port of Tanjung Perak. The Aboriginal Mob Brigade is to the west, and the road is safer. But even the wounded, who can move, hold a stone in their hands, and if they meet the thugs again, they will bite off a piece of their flesh!

Xu Yifan turned around violently: "To the west!" The students guarded behind him, followed him and strode forward, and in the end, Xu Yifan simply trotted up, and the students would let him catch up in front, and they all hugged him. Behind them were the bloodstained Chinese youths of the brigade, surging forward with Xu Yifan.

Seeing that Xu Yifan got into his carriage, Du Juan hugged Li Xuan, who was half a head taller than him, and followed with difficulty. Xu Yifan watched her lay Li Xuan flat in the car. His eyes softened slightly, and the gun-wielding soldiers standing in the carriage hurriedly let go of a vacant seat. He also kicked away the bullet casings full of cars. For no other reason, the appearance of this injured girl is too holy to be violated.

Zhang Yu also jumped into the carriage, so many people, he was spotless, as if he hadn't moved his hands. He quietly thrust the six-wheeled cannon into his waist, took the reins of the horse, shook it vigorously, and pulled the reins. Pulling the chewing ring purely with his hands, the four healthy horses in front and back neighed and almost circled in place. Then he shook the reins vigorously, and the carriage rushed forward with a clatter, and the men below let go of their steps, gasping for breath and following all the way west.

Xu Yifan's face was as pale as iron, and his cheeks were biting tightly, he wanted to save the Chinese in this city!

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At the port of Tanjung Perak, the three sampans on which dozens of sailors were riding could not wait to jump on as soon as they landed. Immediately formed a circle around Chu Wanli. Dozens of Mauser 88 rifles were held, and the weapons of the foreign soldiers almost touched the muzzle of the gun. The foreign soldiers and policemen were originally taken by Chu Wanli and their dozen or so people. God knows how these not-so-tall yellow people managed to make a bloody way through the crowd!

Coupled with these dozens of heavily armed sailors with raised eyebrows, the circle around them unconsciously spread out a little. But he was still holding a gun, and he was dead to them.

The natives of the dock quietly slipped away. The docks are the only ones with guns to confront each other.

The water is still clear and the sun is still clear. But the smell of gunpowder in the air was so strong. It seems that the slightest noise is a scuffle!

Chu Wanli was paralyzed, sitting on the ground panting heavily. If it weren't for the support of the Qinchajie Banner in his hand, he would probably have collapsed on the ground. Just now, he and his brothers had squeezed out the last bit of energy in their flesh and blood. He doubted that his lazy surname, how could he be so desperate, braving the butt of a gun and stones, and rushing out of such a road with a tall foreigner who was several times more numerous than his own!

But it's a good feeling.

The big hand of a small military attache of the sailor held him, and Chu Wanli looked up. It is the face of his own countrymen. There's nothing more reassuring than this in this moment.

"Good brother, good man! Let's go, come aboard with us! No matter how dare foreigners move, our cannons are not vegetarians! ”

Chu Wanli reluctantly stood up, didn't look at the foreign soldiers who were so nervous that their faces turned blue, and swallowed hard to spit. His throat was still so dry as if he had been pulled by a knife: "I still have to stay here for our Lord Xu...... Master Xu said that he was coming! ”

The little military attache solemnly flat-chested and gave a military salute: "Then let's stay here too!" Look at whether foreign devils dare to blow up thorns! ”

Chu Wanli smiled, and the little military attache asked again: "Is there ...... in the city?"

Chu Wanli pointed to the pillar of smoke: "They are all burning our Chinese houses, and they are also killing...... Lord Xu went to save people......"

The little military attache pressed his saber tightly at his waist and turned his head to look at the two ships. The sailors on the ships had long since taken their positions. The chimney was emitting a burst of smoke, and his face twisted: "Wang Bashit! Fortunately, there is such a Lord Xu in Daqing! ”

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The Li family in Surabaya has a wooden hall, and it was already panicked at this time. There were screams everywhere, and there were figures scurrying around. But they don't know where to hide.

The doors of the house have been shut. Several sons of the Li family at home wore short shirts and carried sticks, sweating profusely, and commanded the workers to arrive at the door. The tall watchtower in the courtyard was already crowded with people, all looking east with frightened expressions. Seeing the flames of the smoke pillar and hearing the sound of screaming and shouting, ominously came here.

Li Daxiong was also on the watchtower, he clenched his fists and stood there without moving. Are the Chinese destined to suffer such a fate in Java? No matter how much you fight, no matter how hard you try, it's just such an end?

In the fields outside the house, in the rubber forest, and in the tobacco forest, there were Chinese people fleeing everywhere. Holding large and small packages, helping the old and the young, cloaks and hairs rushed here. It seems that the Li family's deep mansion compound, with its thick courtyard walls, is their last refuge.

Li Yuanfu and Li Lao's patriarch sat behind Li Daxiong. The Taishi chair he often used has been moved to the top of the watchtower. The old man's face was pale, and his old face was almost distorted.

“…… I knew that we Chinese can't get ahead, and as soon as we come out, we will have to retribution. Let's make trouble, let's make trouble...... At this time, who cares about us? We've been chilling for a long time! ”

Listening to Li Yuanfu's words, Li Daxiong could only close his eyes in pain. He thought that after so many years, the foreigners had fished enough, and they had plundered enough. It's time to talk about the civilized stuff on the façade. Isn't it this freedom and that human right again? Circling around, it is all sanctimonious. This time, the Qing State Qin sent to arrive, and the foreigners also had to be hospitable. Those young people felt that it was an opportunity to demonstrate peacefully at this time, according to the path of the foreigners. Giving voice to the Chinese people as a whole can open the door to changing the status of the Chinese people?

If this goal can be achieved, even if it is the voice of the statement this time, it can be heard by foreigners peacefully. So as the organizer and supporter behind the scenes, maybe his status in the family can rise a little, right?

But what I didn't expect was that the treatment of Nanyang Chinese was for such a group of smart and hardworking people who insisted on their own culture. No matter what beautiful slogans they shout, their attitude towards the Chinese has never changed!

Without the laissez-faire of the foreign colonial authorities, would these natives be able to make such a stir?

Could it be that the Chinese really won't have a chance to stand out again? Now at this time, only to wait for their riot slaughter? And no one will come to their rescue?

He held the crucifixion crucifixion hanging around his neck, tore it off with great force, and threw it far away.

The fleeing people had already poured to the door of Li's house, banging on the gates everywhere, Li Daren blocked behind the door, and under the command of hoarseness, people sent more stones and big wood.

Li Daxiong slapped the pillar of the watchtower vigorously and shouted loudly to the bottom: "Let them in!" You bastard! We're going to die, and we're going to die in one place! ”

Li Daren was anxious to hear the voice of his younger brother, who he despised the most and married a foreign woman. looked up suspiciously, and opened his mouth to scold.

Old Man Li jumped up with agility that was by no means his age, raised his cane and pointed at Li Daren: "How did Lao Tzu give birth to such a son as you?" Open the door! If you want to die, you will die in one place! ”

The old man scolded, and immediately the people below began to move stones, wood, and things that were against the door. Before the move was finished, the gate was burst open with a bang, and the people rushed in crying and screaming. Now it was not only them who cried, but even the people of the Li family in the entire mansion cried.

In recent years, there have been no major riots, small conflicts have continued, and all the Chinese know the brutality of these natives to the Chinese! Li Yuanfu toned his crutches and looked at Li Daxiong, who was already in pain and hit his head against the pillar. Snorted: "Go down, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes." ”

Li Daxiong stared at the old man with wide eyes.

The old man was already in tears, but he still held back majestically: "Who wants to die and must not go to see the ancestors cleanly?" I see that you believe in foreign religion and believe that you have forgotten the rules of your ancestors! endured it for a lifetime, and in the end, whoever wants me to die, I will give him a crutch when I go out! ”

Li Daxiong held the old man and was speechless. The old man didn't move, just looked north: "I can't go back...... When he died, he remembered that his roots were there...... Nobita, if there are still seedlings left in the Li family, don't forget today! ”

Li Daxiong's eyes were full of blur when he looked out, and he just grabbed Li Yuanfu's arm. Li Yuanfu was about to walk down with a cold face. Suddenly, a crisp gunshot came from a distance, followed by another one. Everyone was stunned. The Dutch ruled heavily in Java, and no indigenous Chinese were allowed to carry a gun, and if they were caught, they would be hanged. When the guns rang out, could it be that the Dutch felt that they had enough of the trouble and began to shoot to suppress and maintain order?

All eyes were on the place where the gunshots were coming from to the east. I only saw a ** indigenous people from east to west, screaming and flowing through the rice fields, rushing towards this place where the rich Chinese lived, and the gunshots did not seem to have sounded at all.

The cry sounded again, and suddenly a descendant of the Li family jumped on the watchtower with his feet together: "Look! See! ”

Everywhere I looked, I saw that on the dirt road to the east, the indigenous thugs suddenly jumped into the rice fields on both sides, crying and shouting to their mothers to roll and climb, for fear of running slower.

A carriage, a carriage with the flag of the Qing Dynasty consulate in Surabaya, rushed out of the mob as if it were flying!

The carriage had been opened, and there were seven or eight cadets in military uniforms standing, and the same cadets were driving the carriage, desperately shaking the reins. Each cadet has a gun in his hand, long or short. All of them are firing in all directions as best they can! As the gunfire rang out, the indigenous thugs fled and threw their knives and sticks to the ground. In the midst of a mob of at least 10,000 people, this carriage seems so small, but so unstoppable!

At the front of the car stood a young and heroic officer, the gun in his hand had run out of bullets, and he was holding a Qinchajie flag with the word Xu. Hunting and fluttering in the wind, he shouted at the panicked Chinese people with all his vitality: "Lord Xu sent me and others to protect the overseas Chinese!" Come and protect overseas Chinese! Fathers, pick up the guys in your hands and these guys! ”

The carriage was running too fast, the dirt road was bumpy, and when it passed a large rock, it rolled over violently. The horse neighed and fell, the carriage hit the ground, and the wooden slabs scattered in all directions. The Chinese screamed, but the thugs cheered! Their arrogance suddenly rose, and they pressed over again.

Li Daxiong stood on top of the watchtower, almost clenching his fists into blood. Everyone's hearts hung in the air, watching the nearest thug wield a balemon knife and approach the overturned carriage. I saw the young officer holding the flag jumping up with a bloody face, waving the butt of the rifle with one hand, and knocking it on the head of the thug who rushed to the front.

More cadets limped up from behind him, shooting those with bullets, and those without bullets with bayonets and butts guarding the young officer step by step towards the west. That Xu byte flag never falls!

Li Daxiong turned his head and shouted at his father, his voice was already distorted to the point that it didn't look like his own: "It's Lord Xu's guard, it's Lord Xu's guard!" Lord Xu risked his life to protect the overseas Chinese! ”

Li Yuanfu, who has always been rigid, was in tears at this time.

Some of the Chinese who were still fleeing for their lives just now had already picked up stones and threw them at the rioters, desperately responding to this small team. But the thugs are also red-eyed, this is the whole of Surabaya, the whole of Java, and even the whole of the South Seas, the richest people live in the area, as long as they loot and slaughter here, then it is worth nothing!

They were not frightened by the sound of gunfire at the Zheng He Mosque, and they were still surging forward desperately. The Chinese people, who could not escape, had already begun to fight with them, and some of them even rushed to the group of cadets.

The crowd was rolling wildly, and it looked like it was about to overwhelm this small team!

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Lieutenant Colonel de Tann, with dozens of heavily armed foreign soldiers drawn from the Governor's Guard, rushed up to Srobita Avenue out of breath. The place was already a mess, and there were still some of the thug's corpses left there, curled up and bleeding black blood. Smoke and flames had risen half a day high, dust was falling, and the stench of heat was stinking on the empty streets.

Except here, there seems to be chaos everywhere.

This riot is completely out of control!

Detann held his pistol in his hand and squinted around. Governor Chuuk gave him an order to gather the scattered light infantry and police, and hurry to maintain order and restore Dutch rule here!

But the whole city turned into a hellish scene, and only corpses were left here on Sloppiter Avenue where the gunshots had just been fired. The light infantry and police scattered all over the place to protect public property are not a single one to be found, and God knows if there are any indigenous police who follow the chaos and take advantage of the fire. Where does this maintenance of order begin?

After all, the lieutenant colonel is a well-educated white man with a certain ability to think. I patted my head and thought about it, those indigenous monkeys must be concentrating westward now, to rob those wealthy families!

Without saying a word, he quickly turned over and got on his horse again, and swung his white gloves to the west. The group of foreign soldiers, who had already choked on the fireworks, had no choice but to follow him through the rubble and wreckage on the ground and run westward.

In the gallop, Detann's mind was still spinning, who did the gunfire here just now? If only the indigenous monkeys had guns in their hands...... God, I don't know how far this mess is going to go!

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In the west of the city, more and more thugs poured in, and these lean black guys, screaming in excitement, rushed towards the rows of houses that were located all over the west of the city.

The Li family has a wooden hall, the Zheng family has a Xinyi hall, and the Huang family has a field hall...... Which family is not a rich country, it is the object of their envy! Everywhere, there were Chinese refugees fighting with them, shouted by the roar of the small team just now. These Chinese seem to have turned into angry lions. Someone to protect them! Someone announced that they would protect overseas Chinese, and they would fight for their lives there!

Many people have never heard of who this Lord Xu is, they just work diligently all day long. But at this time, Lord Xu has become the hope of everyone to resist!

Everywhere there was a terrible fight, men with sticks and stones. Women use hairpins, with teeth. and these indigenous thugs. And the small team led by Li Yunzong is the center of the struggle.

Their bayonets were bent, the butts of their guns were broken, and they didn't know how many wounds they had on their bodies. I don't know how many hands reached over to snatch Xu Byte's flag. These men carefully selected by Xu Yifan roared like thunder, gritting their teeth and fighting to the death regardless of it. Everyone remembered Xu Yifan's words when he left: "I will come to support you!" For the sake of the Chinese people, their lives must also be put on the line! If you want to strengthen the country, the army, and the species, start today! ”

Li Yun's eyes were already bloody, and he was also exhausted from fighting. Seven or eight men were back to back, squeezing out the last bit of strength to fight. For this group of male lions, the natives were also afraid, and waited for others to rush forward. Swinging the baleng knife to know the strange scream.

In the middle of the team, suddenly a student soldier's legs were weak, and Li Yunzong pulled him up. In such a vacancy, two baleng knives slashed at Li Yunzong's back, and he took a step forward with all his strength, unloading part of his strength, only dragging out two long bloody wounds. But he didn't stand firm for a moment, and half-knelt down. The student beside him who was holding him yelled in front of him, and was stabbed into his arm again. Li Yunzong yelled, jumped up and waved the festival flag, and swept away in a big circle. The halberd in front of the festival flag cut the choke of a thug, and he fell down with blood blisters in his throat.

Li Yunzong looked back and saw that all his brothers were already scarred, but they were still staring at the thugs. Many people should have been lying down a long time ago with the scars they carried!

Lord Xu, where are you?

(To be continued)