In April 1862, the California sun was still so dazzling.

"Oops! It's time to get there! ”

"Young and old! Come out and move your muscles! ”

"How many of your ships died?"

"Oh, to say the least, there are more than 50 mouthfuls! What about you? ”

"Your ship is good, our ship is missing more than 100 people!"

On the harbor of San Francisco, there are many more ships, and these ships carry only one cargo, and that is 'piggy'!

"Old Dao, I'm not dead! I'm not dead! Hahaha! We've arrived at the overseas fairy mountain! ”

"Hey~"

Old Fog Wind sighed, this trip, he swore to Emperor Zhenwu, he really didn't want to fucking come again!

"Our journey is really a purgatory on earth, how many people have died in front of our eyes! My master said back then that seeking immortals and seeking the Tao always has to go through all kinds of tribulations, and it will be ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties to learn scriptures from the West! Now, my old way has also passed the ordeal and came to the overseas immortal mountain, this, this, this, hehehe......"

"Old Dao, don't be emotional, if we can live, it means that your True Martial Emperor has appeared."

"Emperor Zhenwu? Hehe......"

"That's it! We've sold ourselves to be laborers, so what are we going to do? ”

"Who knows."

Just when the old road of foggy wind was sighing with his partner, a foreman appeared on the other side of the dock.

"Li Zheyang! Which is Li Zheyang? ”

"Hey, here we are!" The young man who was talking to the foggy wind just now heard his name. I immediately agreed. "The foggy wind is old. Let's go! It should be called ours! ”

"Hey, okay." The fog wind also had to sigh.

The foreman looked at these two people, one was a young student, the other was a dry old man, in fact, Wufeng was only in his thirties, but on the one hand, he was an old man, and on the other hand, he was tossed all the way, which was really ...... Bad looks.

"You two. That's all your people, right? ”

"That's right."

"Good! Let's go! ”

Walk? Where to?

Waiting for the foggy wind to get into the caravan with Li Zheyang and the Taiping army who came with him, they arrived at the ground after a lot of bumps......

Bang Dang! Bang Dang!

Pickaxes, shovels...... Anyway, a bunch of labor tools were thrown in front of them.

"Get to work! Work! "The foreman is harsh, and it doesn't matter if you just got off the ship and are used to it.

Needless to say, this is going to mine!

"Hey~" Wufeng sighed again, where is this overseas immortal mountain? Sure enough, the stories were all made up by people and deceitful.

"Old-fashioned! Don't sigh, don't use it. Let's do it! "Li Zheyang's adaptability is strong, this is already picking up a pickaxe or something.

Fog Wind was sad in his heart. sighed: "In the past, our old Taoist held a dust-whisking sword in his hand, and he respected the Emperor Zhenwu!" Later, it was downgraded, big sword and spear, worship the Supreme God! But now, I only have a pickaxe in my hand, and this is ......"

"Haha! Road! We're about to worship gold and silver! ”

Yes, taking a pickaxe to planing is similar to worshipping God, at least in terms of action.

"Big guy! We are safe when we come! This is just whining! ”

"Good!"

"We all know!"

A group of Taiping soldiers became laborers at this time...... It's free.

Originally, he had endured a long journey, and needless to say the treatment on the piglet ship, this person was already hungry and thin, and immediately carried out high-intensity work, so when it came to dinner at night, it was naturally fierce.

Although this food is also miserable, but after all, it is stuttering, but just as he was eating, Lao Dao heard something, that is, "Gezi? ”

"Take the drum board, sit on the long street, and sing loudly; Honorable,

Compatriots, listen carefully:

I, China, was originally a famous big country; No better than that,

Projectile ground, remote remedies.

In the formula, 40 million, five continents are incomparable; On population,

40,000,000, who should be ?...... in the world"

"What kind of song is this? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

Everyone has curiosity, especially when a person goes to a strange place and hears the same language, so Lao Dao takes his food and goes away.

"Hey! What are you going to do? Then Li Zheyang naturally noticed the abnormality of the old way.

"I heard a song that seemed interesting, didn't you hear?" The old road of fog and wind does not stop.

"Of course I heard it, but I asked the workers who came earlier, and they said that this was done by a guy called 'Great Leader', but come to think of it, this Great Leader is not as powerful as that God, right?" Li Zheyang's statement is also interesting.

"Hah! That's right, too! But what's so bad about listening? We eat and listen to music at the same time, which we can't enjoy in Heaven. ”

"Hahaha! Foggy wind, foggy wind, you old Taoist is still a flower lady! I just saw it clearly today! ”

"Say whatever you want!"

Actually, where is the foggy wind what kind of old way, he heard that what is sung in this song is anti-Qing righteousness!

“…… I Han people, swallow the voice, subordinate to his Yuxia; blood tax,

It doesn't hurt to be a slave.

How can he ignore state affairs at all; Manchu Chaozhong,

There is nothing else to do but flattery.

I Han people, relying on him again, it's really amazing! Like that,

40,000,000, tied into the Dharma field.

Russia. From the north, envelop me on three sides; English,

Fake trade, hidden ...... in poison schemes"

The singer kept singing, and more and more people listened to it.

After listening to it for a long time, he only felt that many things in this song were really full of blood, and the intention of expelling the Tartars was overflowing, and he couldn't help but ask: "Who did this song?" Please let me know. ”

"Huh?" The singer didn't say anything, Li Zheyang was startled at first, "Old Dao, don't we just listen to songs?" ”

"What? Isn't it hard to ask? "Fog Wind Wonder.

"This song is not good, it is not good......" Actually, why can't Li Zheyang hear what is sung in this song? We have already come to the overseas fairy mountain. Don't ...... the old bottom before."

"What's wrong with you? When was you so timid and scared? Foggy Wind quipped. But actually. As soon as he summed it up, what Li Zheyang said was also right, when they were in the Kingdom of Heaven, they were anti-Qing, and now they are in America, how can we still oppose the Qing? Where did the anti-Qing Dynasty come from?

However, the singer interjected with a smile, "There is naturally nothing wrong with asking this question, this song is called "Fierce Turn". The person who made this song is indeed a great person, and it is the great leader Mr. Li Mengyang! ”

"Huh?" Fog Wind felt strange, who could be a great leader? "Who is he? How can you be worthy of the words "great leader"? ”

"Haha!" The singer smiled, "This gentleman, if you go with me to meet someone, you will understand." ”

"See personally? Who is that? ”

"That person, you know when you see it, do you want to do it or not!"

"This ......"

Who is the person who the fog and wind want to see? Also, what happened to these Taiping soldiers in California?

Li Mengyang didn't know about these things. Now this guy is worried about something else.

"How? How many people have been hired recently? ”

"Hey, uncle. So far, not many people have come. ”

"What? None of them? ”

"Not a single one."

In the Chinese neighborhood of Panama City, one of the most prominent places was hung a large banner reading "Revolutionary Army Chinese Recruitment Office", and next to it stood a few girls with good figures, dressed in traditional clothes, that is, brought from the Manchu Qing Dynasty, no one had a large number of leaflets in their hands, and they were distributed when they met a Chinese.

And Li Mengyang was just asking about recruitment, what is the result...... It's so bad that I don't have any friends!

"Uncle." The one who called Li Mengyang like this is Uncle Xie's son, whose name is Xie Tiansi, "I don't think it's a good way for you to recruit troops like this." Just look at the sisters, what if they give out flyers? There aren't a lot of people who can read. ”

"......" Li Mengyang actually knows this problem, but he doesn't have much to do, but the Xie Tiansi in front of him is a talent, not to mention literacy, I heard that he also likes medical skills.

"Uncle, if you want me to say, let's just study the government, anyway, they are all conscripted soldiers like this!"

What Xie Tiansi is talking about is learning from the Qing government, it must be forced to requisition, pull Zhuang Ding, and this is it.

Why are the Chinese in Panama not interested in being soldiers?

To be honest, if Li Mengyang chooses, he doesn't want to be a soldier.

What are you doing as a soldier?

How dangerous is it, it's okay to fight a fart fight?

Yes, when they fought Panama before, they took up arms, but at that time, it was because Panama also had anti-Chinese people, and everyone remembered about California before, so they took up arms because they didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, but now, isn't Panama being taken down?

Yes, it's safe again, and you can do business safely and securely, so what kind of soldier is it? What kind of battles to fight? Is it stupid?

This is the same as after the First Battle of Manassas, when the Southern Army won, but they immediately went home to farm.

Li Mengyang had talked to Huang Sanye about forming an army before, that is, we Chinese wanted to form an army, which was what he said.

But Huang San's answer is very interesting, he said so.

"If you could recruit people, they would all listen to you, and now the whole of Panama will listen to you."

There is nothing wrong with what people say, and now the whole of Panama does listen to Li Mengyang, but what Li Mengyang thinks is that he became an army and hopes that the Chinese can take the initiative to join the army, that is, like later generations, he has such a subjective initiative, not forced, like that...... Twisted melons are not sweet!

As a result, no one came to sign up for the army, hey~

At this time, the small peasant consciousness of the compatriots is still too strong, and these people have not awakened at all, so what can they do?

I can't say it, we have to pull a strong man again! (To be continued......)

PS: Ask for subscription! Ask for support! Black car thank you! R1292