What is war?

The word "war" is synonymous with cruelty, misery, tyranny, arson, massacre, and other inhumane evils.

The so-called war is a huge devil's pocket that includes all inhumane evils, which poisons living beings, destroys fertile land, destroys houses, wantonly tyranny, destroys culture, turns the world into hell, and causes countless living beings to become lonely souls and wild ghosts. -- This is war.

What is Justice?

Justice is power, and only power is justice. Everything is nothing more than the law of the jungle.

On the fifth day of the seventh month, Xi'an has been shrouded in artillery fire, the rumbling cannons, gunshots, shouts and killings seem to be the only sound in the whole city, the secret gathering of the leaders of the Shaanxi New School, the New Army, and the Elders' Association on the fourth day of the seventh month, decided to carry out an armed uprising, at about 10 o'clock in the morning, the battle began, because it was a Sunday, the officers of the garrison were on holiday, and the Manchu Qing nursing governors and various officials were at home again, and there was no time to react, the rebels occupied the Ordnance Bureau, seized a large number of weapons and ammunition, and after occupying the commanding heights of the Baogu Tower, they successively captured the governor's yamen and the domainIn the evening of the same day, the rebel army set up a general headquarters in the Ordnance Bureau, and Jing Yuexiu, the principal of Shaanxi Xintang, served as the superintendent, and the whole country was restored to Shaanxi.

At the beginning of the curtain, the Mancheng banner soldiers attacked with cavalry, and attacked the Han army with the Huizi horse team as the first Manchu and then attacked, and were defeated by the Han army. On the fifth day of the first month, the morning day will be bright, the uprising Han army attacked the gate of the vegetable market, and then divided the army to attack the east and south gates, the flag soldiers suffered heavy casualties, near noon, the Han army attacked the east gate with artillery, and applied explosives, the city gate was broken at noon, the flag soldiers of the inner city and the Han army started a desperate street battle, and the two sides fought for the killing in the inner city from house to house. Due to the stubborn resistance of the remnants of the Manchurian army, in order to reduce casualties, they attacked with fire, and the smoke spread into the sky.

On the Guanzhong Plain, Xi'an, a thousand-year-old Yanjing blessed by history, has become a sea of fire at this time, and the firelight reflects the smoke and illuminates the night sky red.

"Hurry back and let the back give some artillery support? Just—"

As soon as the words fell, the officer who had cut off the whip was thrown into the air, and then, like a leaf scorched by the sun, was swept up by a gust of wind, and fluttered back and forth a few times, and then slowly fell into the swarthy hole with its mouth wide open.

I don't know how long it took, but he woke up, feeling dizzy in his head. No, he didn't feel anything, he didn't feel anything, he didn't exist, his consciousness had left his body, still falling in a cold black hole with his mouth wide open. He wanted to stop falling, it was too dark and too cold down there.

"Give me a hand!"

He heard a faint voice pleading, it sounded familiar, was it himself? He had no way of knowing. The sound seemed to come from consciousness, and was immediately drowned out by the eerie, deafening sound of cannons bouncing back around it.

"Sir," another voice shouted anxiously.

"Sir, we'll take you to the hospital."

The dizzy consciousness hesitated for a moment as it fell and fluttered, as if it didn't know which direction to go, and then began to float upward, tired and sleepy, "Hospital—why go to ......the hospital?"

"You're hurt—" a voice replied breathlessly.

This voice sounds familiar. Who is it?

He struggled to figure out who it was. Suddenly, there was a thud, and consciousness reunited with its separated body. The senses and perception are back. A sharp, burning headache...... Extreme difficulty breathing...... The jolting of the stretcher made him feel nauseous...... A small patch of sky could be seen, cloudy and hazy, with bursts of black smoke drifting from time to time...... I stumbled upon a glimpse of the curling leaves on the branches of the trees scorched by the flames, and the burning roofs...... The whole world was jumping up and down, like a drunk...... Frightened scratches all around, muffled explosions...... Kill! Kill them all!

In the dull sound of the explosion, the roars of the people were constantly heard, and this roar echoed in Jing Bemu's mind one after another, and the squinted eyes seemed to see the swordsmen wielding knives and carrying guns to tear and kill in the streets and alleys, and the flames reflected everything in the sky.

"Quick...... Get out of here......"

Outside the gates of the English Baptist church, where an English priest shouted loudly, and more and more bannermen ran towards the church, for whom there were now only two ways to escape, one to escape over the walls while the rebels were unprepared, and the other to flee into the church under the protection of foreigners.

The priest's voice was interrupted by a violent explosion and the clatter of machine guns, and the streets were filled with screams, groans, and shouts.

The priest standing at the entrance of the Baptist church looked at the street in front of him, ignoring the passing bullets, and the scene on the street suddenly gave rise to a feeling in his heart that the sky above the city of Xi'an was as if it was being held tightly in his hands by a huge, embarrassed and angry devil, roaring and roaring incessantly, and he could not even comprehend what was in front of him.

He saw the rebels pursuing the enemy, and even abandoned the long and short spears and brandished the broadsword, cutting off the enemy's head like a demon, and the knife danced in their hands, wielding it like the scythe of Satan the Devil.

In the Baptist church, the church that was originally designed to accommodate about 100 people is now crammed into it by three or four hundred, like sardines in a can. The woman with the nursing baby sat in the middle, then the woman with the older child, and then the man, with blood on their bodies and despair on their faces, listening to the roars coming from outside, and from time to time holding their heads in terror and covering their ears.

There was another shrill whistling, followed by a deafening explosion, and the ground shook violently beneath his feet. It was the artillery of the rebels shelling the city.

O God! Forgive the sinners here and bless your people!

Feeling the tremors of the earth, the priest knelt before the cross and prayed, praying that the thin wooden gate would hold back the demons who had swooped out of hell, and how long would this battle last?

The sound of gunfire from Dongcheng continued to reach Jing Yuexiu's ears, listening to the gunshots coming from there, his face did not show any abnormality, but he was constantly giving orders to the elders and officers of the New Army there, in the room, a telegraph machine heard the sound of ticking from time to time, and the young man wearing headphones and wearing the school uniform of the new school next to the telegraph machine made notes on the paper from time to time, after translating a telegram, he tore off the paper casually, and another person took it.

"Report, the Sixth Division of the Liberation Army has arrived 15 kilometers away from Xi'an! It is now forcibly marching towards Xi'an, and it is expected to arrive in Xi'an before dawn. ”

"Yunshan, tell the brothers to step up the search for the remnants of the enemy!"

As soon as Wan Bingnan, who was next to him, heard that the Guangfu Army was coming, he hurriedly gave an order to Zhang Yunshan without waiting for Jing Yuexiu to speak.

"Okay!"

Jing Yuexiu frowned slightly and didn't say anything, he knew what they were going to do, he had no intention of stopping it, and he didn't have to stop it.

In the city, the rebels who searched from house to house searched with the idea of talking and looking at their feet, and for women, a pair of big feet that were not bound could not hide the identity of the flag man who was not in any case, and most of the flag people in the city could not speak Xi'an.

This facilitated their search, and after ten minutes, the sound of gunfire began to ring out in the streets near the Ordnance Bureau, and rows of people with ropes were pushed into the alleys, where people on horses, guns, and knives blocked anyone from entering.

At the foot of the city wall to the right of the city gate was a long and wide pit that was dug by hundreds of captives overnight to a depth of three or four meters. At the foot of the city walls, there were already several large pits that had been filled, and this was the last one pitted by the swordsmen on horseback, driving the rows of prisoners of war into the narrow clearing between the city wall and the pit.

At this time, all the machine guns on the edge of the pit were set up and aimed at the deep pit, and then the swordsmen began to drive the prisoners into the pit. It was only at this time that the captives who were carrying the corpses seemed to wake up violently, and a dozen or so men shouted angrily to break free from the ranks, and were immediately beheaded by the swordsmen on horseback with large knives.

In the midst of the drive several men turned to the swordsman who was holding them, silver, copper dollars, anything that could still be taken out of their pockets and threw them over, begging for something.

"Hahaha! These dogs are going to pay us again!"

Officers in the uniforms of the New Army, with their hair scattered, jokingly shouted that they had not been paid for two months, and that these people would know that they would be paid.

"But it's fucking late!"

A prisoner of war who was very close to him threw him a pocket watch, which was made of gold and shone golden in the morning sun. Why did I miss it during the previous body search? This guy probably thought that a watch could save his life at this time.

When the swordsman next to him took the pocket watch, his eyes were full of greed, but when the man was about to speak, the swordsman on horseback waved the big knife in his hand again, drawing a shadow, and the next moment the man's head fell into the pit.

A few minutes later, all the prisoners of war were driven down the huge pit. So many people were huddled inside, and all I saw was a face distorted by fear on the back of the face, and many people's eyes were full of hatred and anger.

"Buried!"

A swordsman on horseback shouted an order, and the next moment the swordsmen gathered around the pit shoveled the dirt into the pit with shovels, and then there was a terrifying cry for mercy from the pit, and the cries of pain echoed in the gray sky of the early morning, and it was extremely miserable.

At this time, everything here is the same as the ancestor Qin Jun of the three Qin children 2165 years ago, waving a shovel to fill the pit with soil, and finally, all the moans and cries stopped completely when the pit was half filled, and everything in the ancient capital of this thousand years seemed so quiet.

Just like during the Battle of Changping, the prisoners of war went to another world. After the swordsmen dug the earth and buried the pit, they began to jump on the soil, their movements somewhat like the dance of the Qin army more than 2,100 years ago, history and reality overlapped at this moment.

The gunfire in the city ended near dawn, but the gunfire on the streets of the Ordnance Bureau was still resounding until dawn, at this time the vanguard of the Ninth Division of the Restoration Army had arrived in Xi'an, when they passed the East City Gate, they saw a group of friendly soldiers on horseback with big knives and rifles, and the swordsmen shouted and shouted in the Qin dialect of the sky when they saw these Liberation Army, and the next moment the swordsmen who jumped off the horseback rushed into the team and hugged those soldiers.

The cheering soldiers threw them into the sky with their hands and feet, shouting for their uprising, and the swordsmen carried the soldiers into the sky, cheering for the meeting of the two sides, and there was only a sea of jubilation under the walls.

Riding on a tall horse, Tang Licai, who stood on the side of the road, inspected the troops marching forward, and the troops who marched forcibly overnight first rested on the side of the road for four hours, and did not go on the road until nine o'clock in the morning, at this time all the officers and soldiers had changed their dusty military uniforms, changed into clean military uniforms in their backpacks, and even deliberately scraped the mud on the soles of their boots by the river, they had to show the most spiritual side to the compatriots in the land of Sanqin, and the tired color of the long march was wiped off their faces, All that remains is the excitement of coming to Xi'an.

"Da, da......"

A sound of horses' hooves sounded, looking towards the smoke and dust raised by the sound of horses' hooves, Tang Li saw a burst of dust blowing on the side of the road, coming over was a team of cavalry, the sixth division had already handed over its own cars, the reason was very simple, after crossing Tongguan, it would be difficult for the troops to guarantee gasoline, not to mention that they had to enter Gansu and Xinjiang Province.

The speed of the horse team slowed down at a distance of more than 100 meters from him, and Tang Li was surprised to see that the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Division on horseback were not the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Division, it should be the Xi'an Xinghan Righteous Army! As they slowed down, one of the leading horses came running first.

The soldier on horseback gave a military salute on horseback.

"Report sir! Jing Yuexiu, the governor of Shaanxi and the commander of the Xinghan Army, ......"

When the soldier reported, Jing Yuexiu on horseback hurried forward a few steps and walked towards Tang Licai.

"Master Tang, welcome to you!"

"Well Guard, you have worked hard!"

A smile appeared on the faces of the two, and behind Jing Yuexiu, most of the officers of the new army, the elder brothers, and the leaders of the swordsmen looked at this strong army with surprised eyes, and the artillery carts pulled by mules and horses pulled field artillery, and every two rows of soldiers, you could see soldiers carrying heavy machine guns, all of which made these people's breathing become short, just these cannons and machine guns have already made them understand why this Wen Ruishengyun can't hold Tongguan, just these dozen cannons are bombarded, and Tongguan must not be able to hold it.

"Jing Supervisor, I received a telegram from Nanjing!"

Hearing this, Jing Yuexiu's brows furrowed, and he glanced at the officers and robes and leaders of the New Army behind him, with some helpless astringency on his face.

"Senior Commander Tang, you know, I can control the student army of the new school, but...... This place is different from the mainland, and the swordsmen are born with blood from the edge of the knife......"

When he looked at those new army officers, robe brothers, and leaders, Tang Licai still had a smile on his face, but when he smiled, he spit out a cold word.

"Inspector Jing, do you want me to help you enforce military discipline?"

(To be continued)