What a teenager this is!

Li Shuwen and Bai Yuncheng sighed, they found that compared with Wang Jundao, they were small people, a selfish villain who didn't care about the country and the nation, and they usually claimed to be heroes and heroes, but in fact they were nothing, just cowards who didn't dare to fight for the country.

Wang Jundao's words gave them too much shock, and they couldn't help but think of the history of China's humiliation in the past few decades, the Qing Dynasty [***], unable to resist the great powers, could only find ways to oppress the people.

What is the use of a country's political axe, which does not benefit its own people, but helps foreign powers to oppress its own people?

After a long time, Bai Yuncheng came back to his senses, looked at Wang Jundao, and asked, "Jundao, what are you going to do in the future?" ”

"Before my father was killed, he played the banner of opposing *Qing*extermination*foreign, I am his son, and I naturally want to fulfill his unfulfilled last wish! I don't expect Uncle Li and Uncle Bai to support me, I just hope that you don't stop me, I am a human being, a man, a descendant of Yan and Huang with Yan and Huang blood flowing in my bones, I am a descendant of the dragon, I can be oppressed, I can be enslaved, but I will never give in, I will resist, completely resist, I believe that one day, I will overthrow [***] Qing Zheng axe, will repel the hateful foreign devils, return me to China, and reproduce the prosperity of the Han and Tang dynasties in my China. "Wang Jundao's voice is very loud, so big that almost the entire Taoist temple can be heard, more than 100 people in the Taoist temple have heard it, they are the people who fought with Wang Liyan, and their banner is to oppose the Qing * Annihilation * Yang, Wang Jundao's words completely said to their hearts, they do not have Wang Jundao's high consciousness, nor do they have his great vision, but they were aroused by Wang Jundao's words in their hearts, especially the last sentence: Overthrow the Qing political axe of [***], defeat the hateful foreign devils, It also has a bright future in China, and reproduces the prosperity of the Han and Tang dynasties in China. Let the blood of the heroes in their hearts boil completely.

"Who says I don't support you?" Bai Yuncheng looked at Wang Jundao and said firmly: "Although I am a Taoist priest, I also know that you are right, the rise and fall of the world, the husband is responsible, and under the nest, there are no eggs?" I am willing to support you, against *Qing*Annihilation*Ocean! ”

After all, Li Shuwen was a martial arts master, although he was also excited by Wang Jundao's words, he was very calm and asked, "Jundao, what are you going to do?" ”

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, although I have a grand ambition, but I also need to start from scratch." Wang Jundao's expression was straight, he looked at Bai Yuncheng and asked, "Uncle Bai, I don't know if you are familiar with the surrounding situation?" ”

"Within a radius of thirty miles, I don't dare to say that I know everything about every grass and tree, but where there are valleys, where there are caves, and where are the locations of big families, I will never be mistaken." Baiyun City said proudly.

"Then how far is it from Jinan City and Tai'an City?" Wang Jundao asked again.

"Go north for more than 120 miles of mountain road to Jinan, go south for 130 miles of mountain road to Tai'an, and go southwest for 140 miles to Feicheng." Bai Yuncheng replied.

Wang Jundao nodded and thought for a moment, and said: "Uncle Bai, can you draw a map of the area around Baiyun Temple for thirty miles, you only need to mark the important valleys, important peaks, important passes, and important villages in it, of course, it is best to mark the homes of landlords, local tyrants, and squire bullies in important villages." ”

"No problem." Although Baiyun City is only a Taoist priest, and his swordsmanship is also boundless, he insists on reading the scriptures and reading history, calligraphy and painting, and although it is a little troublesome to draw a map of the surrounding area for thirty miles, it is no problem.

Wang Jundao seemed to see what he was thinking, shook his head and smiled: "Uncle Bai, it's not for you to make landscape paintings, but topographic maps." ”

"What is a topographic map?" Baiyun City was a little embarrassed, he really didn't know the so-called topographic map.

"I'll teach you later." Wang Jundao said.

Li Shuwen couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and asked tentatively: "Jun Dao, are you going to attack those landlords?" ”

"Not bad!" Wang Jundao nodded, and said sharply: "I am afraid that their number is less than one-tenth of the population, but the land wealth they occupy is more than nine-tenths, they usually oppress the people, ten acres of good land, they occupy nine acres, and the remaining one acre will be exploited by them, they are so rich that they are so poor, and the common people are so poor that they can't open the pot." ”

After speaking, Wang Jundao looked at Baiyun City again and said, "Uncle Bai, if I guess correctly, there is no food in Baiyun Temple, right?" ”

"Not much, really." Baiyun City nodded, more than 100 people live in Baiyun Temple, and the rations for three days are equivalent to more than 300 days for a person, that is, in these three days, more than 100 people have eaten a person's rations for a year, even if there is a lot of food in the Taoist Temple, it is about to bottom out.

"That's right, we can't take the poor people, there are no churches within a radius of twenty or thirty miles, we can only take those landlords, old wealth, local tyrants and bullies who usually say that they oppress the people." Wang Jundao said.

"And what are you going to do?" Li Shuwen looked at Wang Jundao and asked.

"Let's see, I haven't figured it out yet, I'll talk about it when I figure it out." Although Wang Jundao has all the bamboo in his chest, he will not say it. There are a lot of things that you just need to know yourself, and you don't have to say them.

"Hmm." Li Shuwen did not doubt him and nodded.

"I'll go out to see my brothers first, and I don't know how everyone is resting these days." Wang Jundao said and took a pair of scissors from the table next to him, and walked out, leaving Li Shuwen and Bai Yuncheng looking at each other, this kid really said to leave.

When he opened the door, Wang Jundao saw a scene, he dared to say that such a scene was the first time he had seen it in his previous life and this life, one hundred and eight young men with cold weapons on their backs and shabby clothes stood in unison, looking at him with firm eyes. Wang Jundao knew that there was something called hope in their eyes, and they saw hope in themselves!

The oldest of them was only thirty-four or five years old, and the youngest was only seventeen or eighteen years old, although their clothes were shabby, but they could not hide the fierce momentum exuded from their bodies, they were all the real elites left behind after thousands of Boxer soldiers fought in various places, and they were all strong in martial arts. They are the fierce tigers who dare to carry cold weapons and fight with the Qing soldiers holding hot weapons, and they are the warriors who came out of the rain of bullets and bullets of the Qing soldiers.

Wang Jundao is sure that each of these people has a combat effectiveness no less than that of special forces, and even most of them are more terrifying than special forces due to their long-term martial arts practice, and many of them have martial arts masters.

Wang Jundao's heart is completely hot, with such a group of people, what is he afraid of in the future? If they are trained according to the standards of special forces, let them learn modern military warfare, and be proficient in special operations tactics, what kind of terrifying existence will they become?

It's a pity that their weapons are too poor, where to get them special equipment?

What assault rifles, long-range sniper rifles, submachine guns, light machine guns, heavy machine guns, grenadiers, night vision devices, rocket artillery, mortars, field artillery, heavy artillery, howitzers, etc., if only there were these weapons.

Alas, Wang Jundao couldn't help but sigh, he was born in special forces in his previous life, and later became the chief of the general staff, and he is the chief designer of weapons, he can design all these weapons, but where to produce? Not to mention today's China, I am afraid that it is not easy for industrial powers such as Britain, France, Germany, and the United States to produce it.

If you don't have such good equipment, then it's okay to retreat to the next best, you can be equipped with the guns that this era has, what Mauser pistols, Mauser rifles, revolvers, Browning pistols, what Maxim heavy machine guns, Gatling machine guns, Gardner machine guns, Nordenfeld machine guns, Spencer machine guns, etc., as long as they are equipped, who will they be afraid of?

Wang Jundao suddenly thought of a sentence: There are no guns and no cannons, the enemy made them for us. If you don't have these equipment, will the Qing soldiers not have them? And those foreigners will not? Thinking of this, Wang Jundao had a calculation in his heart, it seems that Yuan Shikai is now the governor of Shandong, and a few days ago he encircled and suppressed a thousand Boxers with 5,000 Qing soldiers in Jinan, but he directed it single-handedly, how can he collect some interest, otherwise wouldn't more than 900 Boxer soldiers die in vain?

In front of one hundred and eight warriors, Wang Jundao didn't say a word, he used scissors to cut his pig's tail braid, in his previous life, because he was in a wheelchair for ten years, his hand kung fu has already been practiced, as long as it is done with his hands, there is never anything that cannot be done, even if he cuts his hair with his backhand, there is no problem, in less than two or three minutes, the braid on his head was completely cut off by him, leaving only an inch long short hair.

After doing all this, Wang Jundao looked at all the Boxer soldiers who were looking at him in a daze, and said loudly: "More than two hundred years ago, the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, killed my Han people, kept their hair without their heads, kept their heads without hair, from north to south, burned, killed and looted, and did all kinds ......of evil. Kill my Han tens of millions of people, two hundred years, Han people prostrate at the feet of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, become the last people, live a pig and a dog is not as good as a child, live without dignity, from today on, I cut off this pigtail braid that symbolizes humiliation, I want to live against the sky, I want to live as glorious as our ancestors, I want to let China drive on the barbarians in the four realms, who of you wants to follow me, cut off the braids, against the * Qing * extinguish * the ocean? ”

"Me!"

"Me!"

"And me!"

"I do, too!"

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One hundred and eight warriors, shouting again and again, scrambling to pull out the short weapons on their bodies, and cut off the pig's tail braid at the back of their heads with their backhands, without any nostalgia.

It wasn't until the one hundred and eight Boxer soldiers all cut off their braids, helped each other, and repaired each other's hair into the same inch length as Wang Jundao's, that Wang Jundao threw away the scissors in his hand, looked up to the sky and roared: "From now on, I will take you to fight against the *Qing*Annihilation* Ocean, and dominate the world!" ”

"Anti-Qing * Eliminate * Ocean, Dominate the World!"

"Anti-Qing * Eliminate * Ocean, Dominate the World!"

"Anti-Qing * Eliminate * Ocean, Dominate the World!"

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