In 1904, the starry sky was not obscured by serious air pollution as a hundred years later, standing on the wolfberry island and looking up at the sky, the field of vision was wide and the stars were brilliant, and after spending a long time staring at the starry sky, Chen Moran cast his gaze from the starry sky to the sea.

Staring at the sea, Chen Moran's heart couldn't help but fluctuate, at this time, the sea breeze was blowing more and more fiercely, indicating that the first big storm in 1904 was coming, and the storm that was about to hit the sea was not a sign of the big storm that was about to set off on the mainland.

When he raised his legs and walked towards the beach in front of the headquarters, the sea breeze whined, and the corners of Chen Moran's clothes were blown by the wind. The waves crashed on the beach, wetting the military boots and trouser corners on Chen Moran's feet, and when the waves that beat the island rocks were blown by the wind, the cool sea water splashed on the face, which only made people's hearts tremble, but Chen Moran was indifferent, still staring at the rolling waves in the distance.

At this time, Chen Moran changed into a black military uniform, which was completely different from the military uniforms of those soldiers of the Liberation Army, and was not based on the Parker-style military uniform, but was made of the German military uniform in World War II in military magazines, but the collar was changed to a tunic-style hard collar.

The same black military uniform, even the military uniform also borrows the German [***] title, just like Chen Moran's collar badge that is completely different from everyone else, inlaid with three pine and cypress leaves on the gold edge blue background collar badge surrounded by a circle of wheat he, this collar badge is only used by Chen Moran alone, as for the general's military rank, it is three pine and cypress leaves on the blue background of Phnom Penh with one, two, and three square helmet top stars.

Wearing this unusual military uniform, Chen Moran naturally raised his chest and raised his head, showing a bit of pride, but a cigar cigarette in his mouth destroyed some of the image, and he looked at the waves on the sea with a cigarette.

I rolled up my sleeves and looked at the time, there were less than two and a half hours!

"Let's hope everything goes well!"

Although this rebellion can barely be said to be full of confidence, I still can't help but worry. After all, even the most perfect plan is full of uncertainties from external forces, not to mention that this plan is not fully prepared.

"The plan was that we should launch an uprising in six months on Cixi's 70th birthday...... It was planned to deliver 50,000 rifles and 20 million rounds of ammunition to Hunan, but until now, only 21,000 rifles have been shipped, and ...... as planned."

Two weeks ago, Jiang Fangzhen mentioned things at the meeting, which is undoubtedly evidence that the uprising seemed a little hasty, but ...... There must be an uprising!

Now it's not just about timing, it's about other plans.

"Nozomi ......"

"Dashuai!"

The loud title behind him only made Chen Moran a little unnatural, the name of this handsome man was "forced" to himself, as long as he heard the title of "handsome", Chen Moran felt that he had become a character in those film and television dramas, and then a lot of basins were automatically deducted to his body, but it seems that there is no more suitable title except for Dashuai.

Chen Zigu, who ran over in a hurry, ran to the big handsome and handed out the telegram as soon as he took a few steps.

"Dashuai, Changsha emergency ......"

When I looked at this study, I saw that on the mahogany desk in the middle, there were stacks of documents more than a foot thick, and there were four mahogany circle chairs on both sides of the wall.

"Breath Quiet"

But there is neither a title nor a payment, it looks very cold and simple, Wang Xianqian knows that this is just a scene, when Governor Lu took office, he accepted the 50,000 taels of silver that the big guy made up as usual.

And Lie Zuoji, who was standing next to Wang Xianqian, would have lost all of his heroic appearance when he walked the rivers and lakes in the past, and some were just nervous about Vino's color.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a dry cough outside, and then there were more than sixty old men in thin and casual clothes, although their eyes were not big, but their eyes were bright, this was Lu Yuanding, the governor of Hunan who had just been in office for only half a month.

Lu Yuanding's face was still the same as in the past, and he was full of smiles.

"Mingtai, Xu said that I don't see it, this has been good lately!"

Lu Yuanding said with a smile, and set his eyes on the man behind Wang Xianqian, this person was the Lie Zuoji he mentioned, but the look cast by the governor made Lie Zuoji's heart jump suddenly.

"Lord Lao is concerned, it's good, it's good! My lord, this is the column that the villain mentioned in the telegram! ”

"Your name is Lie Zuoji?"

Lu Yuanding looked at him carefully and said.

"Well, this looks like a sincere person! You have worked hard in the past two days, and it is not easy to come here all the way from Yuezhou! ”

If it weren't for Wang Xianqian's telegram mentioning that this person had "a secret report related to the survival of the Qing Dynasty", Lu Yuanding would not have bothered to meet these two people at this time, and it would have taken some effort for them to come all the way from Yuezhou.

Suddenly, Lie Zuoji woke up, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Lord Lu is well! A few years ago, he was forced to go astray for his livelihood and joined the party, originally thinking that he would have the support of the party and make a living, who would have thought that the party would be clearly the party, but in fact it was rebellious. ”

"The party will rebel!"

Hearing these words, Lu Yuanding's heart couldn't help but tremble, the uprising of the Gengzi Nian Self-Reliance Army shook the provinces along the Yangtze River, and it was the Hui Party that Tang Changcai relied on, looking at the kneeling Lie Zuoji, Lu Yuanding understood that this was something that wanted to sell his friends in order to get promoted.

"I think you are forced to make a living, so you can join the party, and you don't know its rebellion, this official forgives you for your innocence!"

After pondering for a moment, Lu Yuanding added.

"If it is due to the imperial court, this official will protect your background!"

As soon as Lie Zuoji, who knelt down to worship Yu, heard this, he hurriedly kowtowed, and then opened his mouth there to say the news he knew, as the general affairs of the Qing Gang, there were more than 100 brothers in the dry dock under his hands, and he entered the Honghan Club at the beginning of the year, and there were many brothers, and there were many troubles, and the most troublesome thing was that he touched a woman, and the woman was the water spirit, whose face was like thin powder, and his skin was like clotted fat...... In short, it's too pretty.

It should be normal for people to talk to beautiful women when they go to the hall, but the beautiful woman is the wife of another brother in the Honghan Club, so trouble will naturally come, and he will sleep with the wrong girl on the left side. This is called wearing red shoes in the gang, which is a fatal felony!

And the brother who suffered a loss, but two days ago stabbed this to the big dragon head Zhang Ye, that Zhang Ye is a law enforcement lord, this hearing is going to open the incense hall, fortunately a brother gave him a breath, otherwise this open the incense hall, his life will definitely be gone.

Even if Zhang Renkui is unjust, then he will not be benevolent, so he found Wang Xianqian, a gentry in Yuezhou, and told him about the rebellion of the party.

"Hmmm! Do you know what the conspiracy is......"

The sound of flower pots falling to the ground outside the "......" shocked the people in the house.

"Who is it?"

Although he is in his sixties, Lu Yuanding's legs and feet are also neat, listening to the sound of the flower pot falling to the ground, he got up and walked outside the study with a shout, and as soon as he got out of the house, he saw a soldier running towards the front yard.

"Catch the assassin!"

Knowing that the person might be Lu Yuanding, who knew that the party was a follower, he hurriedly shouted, and when the soldiers who were running out saw a few soldiers rushing to the front porch, they hurriedly pulled out a short gun from their arms, and raised their hands to deduct several shots, and the soldiers with the guns immediately held a rifle and fired continuously.

The crisp sound of gunfire broke the silence of the governor's yamen, and the same came out of the governor's yamen.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire made the officers and men of the Liberation who were crowded in the inn stunned, and at the same time stood up and took up their guns, either loading their submachine guns or inserting bayonets into their rifles.

Listening to the sound of gunshots and gongs coming from the governor's yamen, Lin Fangzhi was startled and glanced at several officers beside him.

"Sir, I don't know who shot me, if you sit here and wait, I'm afraid it will happen in vain!"

Xue Tian, as a battalion staff officer, was busy saying something on the side.

"Sir, don't wait any longer! When the guns are fired, the whole city will be shocked, and the time will be ......."

Before Dong Haotian's words were finished, Lin Fangzhi frowned.

"Dong Haotian, immediately bring your Ren'an plan to attack the governor's yamen, phone!"

"It's sir!"

Before the chief could pick up the phone, Dong Haotian picked up the submachine gun and shouted at the brothers in the inn lobby.

"Scout platoon, follow me!"

The three doors of the Tonghua Inn opened at the same time, and the soldiers of the 46 reconnaissance platoon and the student army of a company immediately rushed towards the governor's yamen 100 meters away.

A few seconds later, there was a loud bang, and a violent explosion blew away a section of the brick wall, causing the air to stir so hard that the aftershocks shook the nearby homes.

"Rush!"

When following the troops to rush across the street, through the smoke and dust, I saw Bing Yong rushing out from the other end of the governor's yamen, and the student with a gun squatted down, and pulled the trigger towards the soldier, while the scouts who rushed into the governor's yamen were a few grenades thrown over by looking at the figure, and the back garden of the governor's yamen, which was originally beautiful, became a battlefield in an instant.

Putting down the phone, Lan Tianwei twisted her head and yelled at the side.

"Flare and attack! The student army crosses the river! ”

Three red signal flares dragged the flame dragon into the air, and the disciples of the Honghan Society, who had been hiding on the roof early, either beat the gong or blew the whistle, and Changsha, the ancient riverside city with mostly wooden buildings, boiled at this moment.

Dressed in messy, or wrapped in white scarves or wrapped in black cloth, the members of the party waved fast knives, or carried big knives, shouting towards the General Telegraph Bureau, Changsha County Ya, shouting instantly overshadowed the gunshots, the cannon sound rang out at the same time, the artillery position in the Xiangtan School in Yulongzhou, first fired more than a dozen bullets at the targets in the city, first a few explosions, and then a violent explosion, the fire after the explosion of the ammunition depot in the city illuminated the night sky of the entire Changsha City.

At the same time, when the sound of gunfire and explosions in the city came, in the Green Battalion barracks on the banks of the Liuyang River outside the city, hundreds of Green Battalion soldiers either carried old Mausers with bayonets or big knives, howled and rushed towards the barracks of the officials. The sparse gunfire stunned the Green Battalion soldiers who rushed with their knives, and then the officer's guards shot at the Green Battalion soldiers through the wall battlements.

At this time, hundreds of small boats on the Xiangjiang River, but under the rowing of the eight students on this boat, as they used to compete on the Xiangjiang River, desperately rowed towards the riverside, as soon as the boat landed on the riverbank, the student army with guns rushed towards the city gate that had already been opened by the party, several blood flags followed the front of the team, towards the inner city full of cities, suddenly a burst of gunfire on the battlements of the city, and several people fell down in front of the charging team.

The city is the garrison of the Manchu army and the residence of the family members of the Manchu people, the city is high and the walls are strong, easy to defend and difficult to attack. This is the city within the city of Changsha, the east and north sides borrow the Great Wall as the wall, and the west and south sides have another city wall, and the offensive was frustrated for a while, and the original attacking team stopped the attack with a few orders. In the dark, you can see the flames of cannonball explosions falling from time to time on the city wall, which is from the Xiangtan School Field.

When the artillery position of the Xiangtan School continued to swing shells towards the city, the guns in the outer city went out, and the commander of the green battalion, who had been fighting hard, ordered to surrender after the student army arrived at the green camp with light machine guns, but two boxes of bullets were swept away, and more than a dozen officers and guards were just out of the camp when they were cut off by the angry green battalion soldiers shouting "kill the Han Annihilation".

In the Hunan Governor's Yamen, the guards and servants in the Yamen walked out in rows with guns in their hands, and the Governor's Yamen would be a mess.

"The ...... of this battle"

Looking at Lu Yuanding, who was detained but tried his best to hold his official authority, Dong Haotian's heart felt complicated. The battle was too easy, and the thrill of victory diluted the pain of the wound on his body, which was not left by the enemy, but by a grenade thrown by his own people.

This will be relieved, and the person will be paralyzed. When chasing Lu Yuanding and the others before, the high-speed running and excessive bleeding from the wound caused his legs to lose their strength, and he sat down in the pavilion. After sweeping more than 100 bullets, the hot barrel pressed on his body.

This only made him feel very dry in his mouth, and his tongue kept adding to his lips. After catching his breath, he felt for the kettle hanging from his belt, hoping to get a sip of water; Shake it vigorously, the kettle is so light that it barely weighs, and there seems to be something in the kettle shaking there, and the sound it makes is not the sound of water.

"No water?"

He muttered, and by the light of the torch, he realized that the kettle had been pierced by a bullet, and that the water had already run out, and that it should have been a piece of shrapnel or bullet ringing inside.

As the sound of running footsteps drew nearer, he looked at a young man who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a red cross on his sleeve, running up to him and tearing his uniform and bandaging his wounds.

"Sir, only the city has not been defeated, and when the city is defeated, Changsha will be recovered!"

“…… So fast......"

Dong Haotian muttered, squeezed out some smiles on his pale face, listening to the explosion, his eyes were full of longing for the joy of the people when Changsha was restored.

"Full city...... The city is full of ......"

Dong Haotian looked in the direction of the city, and from here he couldn't see the city wall at all, he could only hear the sound of the cannon.

"The wind is from the dragon, the cloud is from the tiger, and the dust and earth are fame. Looking at Shenzhou, the people are bitter, and thousands of miles of fertile land are barren. Look at the world, as much as you want, and make up for the defects of heaven. Good boy, don't be a parent, just for the common people, not for the lord. Holding a steel knife of ninety-nine, he killed Hu Er before stopping. I am a dignified man, what is a Tartar as a horse and a cow. The strong man drank the wine in the bowl and did not look back on the journey of a thousand miles. The golden drums roared in unison, and the yellow dragon swore endlessly. ”

Living on the city tower, Nalan Liang's face was stiff, the roar of "Song of Baked Cakes" from the explosion, only sang his two trembling millets, the smell of gunsmoke in the air made his throat feel astringent, and a banner man with a black face ran over, first kneeling on one knee, and his right fist on the ground.

"Lord Commander, the brothers' bullets are running out!"

The flag man reported with indignation on his face, and the rebel blew up the powder magazine when they took their guns and ammunition, blowing up hundreds of brothers, not to mention the bullets, and there were cannons and guns in the city, but there were no bullets available.

There would be another rapid burst of gunfire sweeping towards the battlements, and Nalan saw that a banner on the battlements tilted his head and fell, and he was swept by the bullets and did not dare to poke out.

"Racing electric guns, mountain cannons, this dog's revolutionary party has made a bloody investment!"

Looking at those disheveled soldiers hiding under the battlements, Nalan Liang smiled bitterly, afraid that this Changsha city would fall into the hands of the revolutionary party, thinking about the shaking of the world tomorrow, ignoring the bullets flying above his head, Nalan Liang stood up and sighed.

"Brothers!"

"Wow!"

The flagmen who were hiding behind the battlements knelt on one knee one after another.

"The Qing Dynasty has raised our banner people for two hundred and sixty years, and now we swear to serve the court with death,......"

While Nalan Liang on the battlements was agitating there, the whole city was in a panic, and the cannonballs fell into the city from time to time, blowing up countless houses that had been looted more than 250 years ago into broken walls, and the clothes of the people who fell in pools of blood between the broken walls were still messy...... Leaning against the window and looking at Lan Qian, staring blankly at the fireworks on the battlements, the rumbling explosion shook people's hearts. In the sound of this explosion, the wave of "holding the steel knife ninety-nine, kill all the Hu Er before stopping." The song came into the city through the city wall, and Lan Qian's face was pale with fright when she listened to the "Song of Baked Cakes", and she trembled.

Her heart trembled, and she turned around to see her grandfather sitting in the chair, his head full of silver threads swaying slightly to the rhythm of the chanting, and the rosary moving one by one methodically between his trembling fingers, as if he was completely immersed in another world, and the clothes draped over his shoulders had fallen down.

Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at the women and children at the head of the house, and then at his granddaughter from Wuchang.

"Nalan's boy, although he is a worldly lord, the young man also carries a bird cage and does a lot of foolish things, but he is also a loyal minister, descending, will not descend, we are born to be the people of the Great Qing Kingdom, and we are dead to be the ghosts of the Great Qing Kingdom, this Han man rebelled, he must kill our banner people first, yes, the gas of this Great Qing Kingdom is also exhausted, the men in this family have all gone to the battlements, and the powder magazine has been blown up, that is, Nalan has the ability to reach the sky, and he can't keep it if he wants to, so he will be humiliated alive and ......"

While speaking, Lan Qian saw her grandfather pick up the wine glass on the table and drink it, and the opium wine in the wine glass was there.

"Old man......"

The cry sounded in the hall, and after crying, Lan Qian saw the sisters-in-law leading the nephews and nieces towards the outer courtyard, listening to the cry when the sinking well, Lan Qian returned to her room, and the white silk had already been hung on the beams......

(To be continued)