After the company's gates were breached, the war turned into a massacre, with GIs rampaging through the mines like mad butchers. They held hot steel guns and fired at the heads of all the people who did not wear military caps, and several miners and employees of the Dahua Company who had not escaped from the mining area also inexplicably ate their guns. Not only did they shoot at the living, but they also did not spare the corpses lying on the ground - it is said that they suffered from these "corpses", and some of the kiln people who had time to retreat simply lay on the ground and pretend to be dead, and when they rushed in front of them, they jumped up and fought them......

The killing of human nature led to the fanatical desire of the GIs, who blew up the machines of the machine factory with their hands, smashed the street lamps hanging on both sides of the avenue in the mining area with bullets, and smashed the window panes and doors with their guns.

Throughout the day, the gunfire did not stop.

During the day, some of the women of the town split into several groups and flocked into the mine in desperation. They were frightened by the brutal war for several days, they were restless and restless, they cared for their men, and the safety of the men kept their fate at stake; They will rush out and look for their men; They want to find their men and drag them home from the battlefield, from the frenzy!

Blood brightened their eyes.

They suddenly realized: they didn't need war! War is imposed on them by those who need it! Especially after losing confidence in Li Si Mazi's soldiers and the reinforcements of the Red Gun Society, this thought became even stronger......

After the lead-gray twilight covered the gunsmoke-filled mining area, the big Yanma and the little five sons poured into the mine with a group of ladies from Tianjia District. As soon as they stepped onto the hot ground of the mine, their hearts tightened, and they walked into a strange and terrifying world. Lying beneath their feet lay the corpses of a potter and a soldier, with bullet holes and blood dripping from them. The air around was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke and the pungent smell of blood. The sound of gunfire was still ringing in the hinterland of the mining area and in the direction of the Ximo River, and the yellow dog-like soldiers were running in groups of cats and waists towards the places where the guns were fired. White smoke rose from the barrels of their guns, and blood was stained on their thorns. They were screaming and screaming, and as they ran, they kept shooting at some target in the darkness, and the bullets that burst out of the chambers with a "hissing" chirping made thin lines of white and bright in the dark night.

The big Yanma and the little five sons were scared. They quietly hid behind a half-blown low wall, looking in the direction of the main and inclined shafts in the heart of the mine. A strand of messy hair in front of the forehead of the ocean horse was blown by the wind and hung in front of his eyes; Her face, forehead, and the bridge of her high nose were covered with beads of sweat. Her palms were also wet; She was half-kneeling on the ground, one hand leaning against the head of the low wall, the other hand ruffling her hair, and her body trembling a little. She whispered that she wanted to go home, but Xiao Wuzi didn't do it. Xiao Wuzi knelt straight on a broken grass curtain beside her with a big belly, a pair of eyes mixed with fear and expectation, constantly searching for something in the darkness ahead.

"Sister-in-law, I, I'm not leaving! I've got to find the big trouble, I've got to find the big trouble! I, our children, can't live without ...... No Daddy! Sister-in-law, look for it again, you help me find it again! You won't die if you make a fuss! What the hell is this guy! ”

Several more stray bullets flew over their heads from the low wall in front of them, and one of them happened to hit the low wall brick next to Xiao Wuzi, and a wisp of white smoke with the smell of gunpowder came out of the brick.

Immediately afterward, an explosion sounded in a workshop in the distance. In the midst of the rumbling explosions, several clouds of red flames wrapped in smoke clouds rose into the sky, illuminating everything in front of them as if it were day.

The ground they were on shook with the sound of the explosion, and the low wall not far away fell again, and in an instant a cloud of dust flew up.

Without waiting for the dazzling dust to rush to him, the Yanma ran a few steps to the other side of the low wall, saying as he ran:

"Little Wuzi, if you don't leave, I don't care, I'll go back anyway. Let's get here, what the fuck is it for? ”

The bricks under her feet tripped her and she nearly fell. She staggered to her feet, steadied herself, and said:

"Little Wuzi, I, I'm leaving!"

At this moment, Xiao Wuzi saw an injured potter not far in front of him in the bright and dark firelight, and he was struggling to get up from the ground, but after a few struggles, he fell down again.

He wasn't far from them, only a few dozen paces. Behind him, some soldiers with guns were still running around.

Xiao Wuzi was a little anxious. She was afraid that the GIs would find out and shoot him. She wanted to run to help him, but she was a little frightened, so she whispered to the great ocean, which had run a long way:

"Sister-in-law! Fast! Come on! There is a man here, a living person, let's ...... Our people! ”

The Yanma stopped:

"In ...... Where is it? ”

"It's right in front of you, look, look, he's up again!"

The big Yanma ran back, holding Xiao Goko's shoulder with his wet hand and looking ahead.

Sure enough, a tall man whose face he couldn't see was staggering towards them with his face bent over and his stomach clutched, his little coat torn and the corner of his coat fluttering backwards in the hot wind like a banner wrapped around his body. His pants were also badly torn, one of his trouser legs was almost torn to the crotch, exposing his thighs covered with thick black hair, and bleeding from his thighs.

"Quick! Let's help him over and get him home!" The Yanma said as he climbed over the low wall and ran towards the wounded survivor. Xiao Wuzi also stood tall and bulging with a big belly, went around the low wall, and ran awkwardly towards the man,—— and by the time she ran to the man, the big Yanma had already helped the man up.

At this moment, a soldier with a spear suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and the soldier rushed in front of them in the blink of an eye like a swirling yellow wind, and barely allowed them to react, so he pulled the trigger in his hand, and Xiao Wuzi really saw that a stream of fire erupted from the barrel of the black black gun, and at the same time as the fire spewed out, the chamber of the gun "banged", and the wounded potter who was sandwiched between the two of them snorted heavily and went limp.

The Yanmar reacted immediately. She didn't wait for the GI to fire a second shot, but she immediately lunged at the muzzle of the GI, who stood no more than four or five paces away from them, his figure reflected in the black-brown ground by the fire behind him, like a deformed monster. The Yanma swooped down on his figure, grabbed the barrel of his gun, and twisted into a ball with him.

Xiao Wuzi was paralyzed with fright, his knees weakened, and he fell to his knees beside the dead potter. Her eyes stared straight at the wrestling figures of the Yanma and the GI, her jaw trembled, her teeth chattered, and her hands involuntarily grabbed the placket of the dead potter's clothes.

The Yanma was no match for the GI, who was tall and big, like a mighty black bear; He put his arms around the Yanmar and twisted her a few times before knocking her to the ground. He pressed down on her, one hand around her neck, and the other reached for the leggings to touch the knife.

The Yanma shouted:

"Little Five! Fast...... Little Five! ”

Xiao Wuzi instinctively wanted to stand up, but his knees were weak and he couldn't stand up. She had no choice but to bend down and crawl over the ground, her belly almost touching the black-brown ground with her newborn belly. By the time she climbed up to them, the GI had pulled the knife out of his leggings.

She stepped forward and dragged the GI's legs.

The soldier pointed the knife at her arm, and she felt a thump in her arm, and a lot of bright red blood ran down her shoulder and down her armpit.

She let go of her hand and collapsed not far from the big Yanma.

When the soldier hurriedly dealt with the little five, the big Yanma desperately resisted, she pushed her whole body up, grabbed the wrist of the soldier holding the knife with one hand, and tried to pull his collar with the other hand, the soldier leaned his whole body back, and the wrist holding the knife pressed down desperately, forcing her to let go of her hand. As soon as she let go of her hand, the knife in the GI's hand fell again. She hurriedly used her arm to block it, and even if her arm was pierced, the blood gushing out of the wound dripped onto her face, forehead, and eyes, and even her vision was blurred. She suddenly had a premonition that she was doomed today. She opened her mouth to beg the GI for mercy, but she met the GI's outstretched hand, which tried to hold down her moving head. She instinctively bit his hand and never let go.

The GI howled and stabbed her in the chest again, her whole body moving violently, and her two big manly feet twitched involuntarily.

She still bit his hand.

A boiling red dust rose in her resentful eyes, and she saw a heavy figure trembling in the red dust, and she didn't know if it was hers or his.

Her last thought was thirst.

She wanted some water......

When she thought about the water, some salty, rich liquid was flowing into her mouth, and she unconsciously let go of something she was clenching tightly, and with great difficulty swallowed the liquid that had flowed into her mouth......

She finally moved and died.

The soldier covered his bloody hands, got up from the corpse of the great Yanma, and cursed something viciously as he walked towards Xiao Wuzi.

Xiao Wuzi was like a toad dug out in the cold winter, curled up and lying on the ground, she lost all the ability to resist and the confidence to resist. She had witnessed the destruction of two lives in an instant, and she no longer had any illusions, she waited for this catastrophe to befall her. She's not ready to beg for mercy, she hates these GIs! At this moment, she regretted it a little, she shouldn't have run here, she shouldn't have come to drag the trouble home, she should have told him, let him beat him hard, to death! These dogs killed their father and brother! Kill their sisters! These bastards don't want to die well!

She heard the soldier's footsteps, his big feet in his straw sandals, his tight leggings, and then the gun he carried on his shoulder and the bloody knife in his hand.

She waited for him to pick up the gun, waited for him to pounce with a knife, she was not afraid of death, she did not ask for mercy, never!

The new, maturing life in her belly was restless, she felt a faint pain in her abdomen, and the mature little life seemed to be unwilling to die, he (she) squirmed, struggled, and fought for the right to live in her belly. She wept, and hot tears rolled out of her confused and anguished eyes, which ran down her cheeks, down the roots of her ears, and onto the black earth beneath her.

The soldier looked at her with his gun and his knife in his hand, and he cursed and spat on the ground.

The GI kicked her:

"Get up! Get up! ”

She can't afford it, she is afraid that she will not be able to stand up and be laughed at by this bastard. She lay on the ground, looking at him with her eyes open, waiting for him to pick up her gun.

"Mother sells cunt, get up!" The GI kicked her again, in her waist, not hard.

She suddenly realized something, and suddenly felt that things seemed to have taken an incredible turn, this ...... The GI didn't seem willing to kill her.

But she still shouted:

"You...... You kill ...... Kill! ”

The soldier bent down, pulled her up, sighed heavily, and said:

"Get up, little ladies! I, what am I killing you for? Mother sells cunt! I also have a daughter-in-law at home who is pregnant with a child! You, let's go, don't stay in the mine, go home! ”

With that, the soldier left her behind.

It's all gone.

It wasn't until the GI's figure disappeared into the darkness that she crawled towards the Yanma's corpse......

The second line of defense centered on the main shaft and inclined shaft is actually not a line of defense. The bunker trench hastily dug by the kiln farmers was only half a meter deep, and there were not many buildings around to defend, so as soon as Hu Gongye and the kiln farmers retreated to the second line of defense, the kiln people's positions were immediately chaotic. They barely had time to set up the evacuated personnel before they were forced to engage the soldiers who were pressing closely.

It didn't take much effort for the GIs to break through the second line of defense and break through to the main well area.

The kiln people near the main shaft area had to fight with broadswords, spears, mine axes and soldiers in hand-to-hand combat. At first, they also tried to drive out the soldiers who broke through, but later found that it was almost impossible, and the soldiers had occupied all the commanding heights except for the winch room of the main shaft, and the entire area of the main shaft was cut and surrounded by the soldiers.

It was only at this time that Hu Gongye and his fellow kilnmen painfully discovered that they had been betrayed and deceived! Li Si Mazi, the Three County Gentry and the Three County Red Gun Society are not their real allies, they are taking advantage of their commotion to create an excuse to bring down Zhang Guixin! They just want to prove Zhang Guixin's atrocities with the blood of the kiln people, what they need is not the victory of the kiln people, but the blood of the kiln people! After Gong Ye understood this, he tried to negotiate with Zhang Guixin to reduce the bloodshed. However, before he could get out of the main shaft area, he was killed by the berserk soldiers.

The only option is to fight!

Gong Ye's heart produced a sad sense of doom and a heavy sense of responsibility. Gong Ye suddenly felt guilty, and felt sorry for these honest and simple kiln people. He led them into a desperate situation, and he was indebted to them!

He won't be able to pay off this heavy debt no matter what!

In the winch room that collapsed, in the last stronghold of the main well area, Gongye's spider-web-like old face was covered with tears and a choked voice as he gave one last instruction to the more than 100 kiln people around him.

Gong Ye said:

"Brothers, Hu Mou, for the sake of our Tianjiapu, for the more than 1,000 potters who died in the dirty gas explosion, and for the sake of fighting for our land, I led everyone and Dahua Company, and Zhang Guixin, a gang of bastards, I don't regret it, I think it's worth it! But I've made a big deal out of it, and I've gotten to this point, so many people have died! I'm distressed, I'm uncomfortable! How many brothers have I dragged down our Tianjiapu, you can curse me and scold me! But you have to remember, you have to make it clear to future generations, I, Hu Delong, Hu Gongye, am a tough man of his mother, and the old man does not eat evil and is not afraid of hard; Do not accept softness and do not bow your head; The old man would rather eat a gun and fall straight than kneel down! The old man kneels to the emperor, kneels to the gods, kneels to his parents, kneels to his ancestors, and does not kneel to the turtle king bastard! Today, we are defeated, we have been sold and deceived by others, so we have lost! Life is like this in the world, you can't go well everywhere, everything goes well. Guan Erye has passed five levels and killed six generals, what a hero, but he also had a time to go to Maicheng! If we lose, we will admit it. So far, I, Hu, have nothing to say, I have sacrificed my life to fight! I won't drag you down, you can go, go! Escape, escape! It can be upside down, upside down! What can be hidden, hidden! Keep the green mountains here, don't be afraid of no firewood! There will be times when we lose, and there will be times when we will win! Naturally, if someone is still willing to follow me to the end, willing to fight with the soldiers for the last time, let's go out together, kill in Daqing Mountain, occupy the mountain and set up a village, pull poles, tree flags; Kill the rich and help the poor, do the right thing for heaven, overthrow the Republic of China, and establish a peaceful and prosperous world! ”

Gong Ye was generous and passionate, and his white beard and thin arms moved together.

"After this toss, I, Hu, have learned a truth, that is, it is not possible to be honest and good citizens, we have to fight, fight, and rebel! Sensei thinks that pulling the pole is a disgraceful thing, didn't he Zhang Guixin also pull the pole back then? ! Didn't Zhang Dashuai outside the gate also pull the pole? ! Look at it, who doesn't look like a dog right now?! Isn't the black face in Daqingshan also going to be edited?! After being compiled, can you give a battalion commander and regiment commander a job? ! If you want to do it, kill it with me! If you don't want to do it, I just said, let's spread it all! ”

After Gong Ye finished speaking, he sat down on the iron swivel chair in front of the operating table, panting like an exhausted old cow.

There was a buzzing discussion in the huge winch room, and after a while, the discussion subsided, and Wang Dongling, who was injured in the arm, took the lead in shouting:

"Do it! Fuck it, the officials are forcing the people to rebel, we have no way out, let's all fucking go up the mountain and pull the pole! ”

"I'll do it too!"

"Count me in!"

"! I can't go down this kiln, fuck it! ”

"Up the hill! Mountain! It's against the damn Republic of China! ”

"That's right! All up the hill! Whoever doesn't go up will slaughter him for a shit! ”

…………

The echo is extremely strong and extremely tragic.

This is something that Gong Ye did not expect in advance.

Gong Ye was very moved. The tears in Gong Ye's eyes flowed even more urgently, he stood up with the console, and the tears fell loudly on the iron table of the console.

Gong Ye tried his best to look at everyone with two faint teary eyes, and for a long time, a long time, before a sentence burst out of his mouth tremblingly:

"Let's ...... Let's get ready to hit the road! ”

Gong Ye began to prepare for "hitting the road". He left the operating table, strangled and tied the cloth belt around his waist, tore off the silk coat that had been torn twice, knotted the long black and white braid high above his head, put a snowy knife in his hand, and then raised it high above his red forehead - Gong Ye is the opposite, Gong Ye will be against the evil Republic of China from now on!

However, Gong Ye's footsteps did not move. After Gong Ye finished preparing for "going on the road", his two big feet wearing Zhigong tweed soft-soled shoes were still firmly rooted in the smooth gray ground of the winch room......

There was a tragic and heavy atmosphere in the huge winch room. No one spoke, no one spoke, only the sound of gunfire and explosions outside came from time to time, which further reflected the cold silence of the house like pig iron.

After a while, a middle-aged man muttered in a low voice:

"Alas! It's about to be harvested. Now go up the mountain, and the wheat season is finished! ”

As soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, Wang Dongling immediately retorted:

"Wheat? Damn it, what time is it now, and I'm still thinking about wheat! Let's save our lives now! ”

Someone dared to ask Gong Ye a question.

"Gong Ye, your old man has a house and land at home, and a lot of family assets and money, and he has gone up the mountain, what should I do with these things?"

Gong Ye was stunned, his neck stiffened stubbornly, and he raised his head and said:

"I can't take care of it, let's go up the mountain and talk about it! As long as you put down roots in the mountains, the money will send people to move to the mountains, and the house will burn the damn one! In the future, we will share blessings and difficulties! ”

"Good! Gong Ye is righteous! Just say to you, the heavens and the earth, our brothers will go with you! ”

"Then, let's go!" Gongye Lilisuo took a step forward and rushed to the gate first. Gong Ye was injured in two places, he was shot in the arm, and he ate a few grains of iron sand on his neck, all of which were still wrapped in strips of cloth, but his steps were steady. His complexion and spirit were very good, not at all like a wounded old man, the fluttering heart in his chest seemed to be very young, and he felt that he could still use knives, guns, and clubs to make a new world!

The crowd poured out with him.

Outside the door, the twilight was heavy, a few dim stars hung in the dark blue night sky with floating clouds, and a waning moon was like a small boat with a broken sail, floating aimlessly among the floating clouds. The fire in the machine room had gradually been extinguished, and the figures of GIs flashed from time to time in the dim light of the fire. Gunshots rang out around the winch room, and occasionally, there were rumbling explosions.

As soon as Gong Ye and the potters rushed out of the door of the winch room, bullets from the darkness in all directions pounced in front of them. They quickly dispersed, split into several groups, and broke through in the direction of the west moat. Judging from the fierce gunfire, they were still under the control of the potters on the west moat line, and they wanted to join them immediately, cross the moat, and rush out of the mining area.

Rushing to the bunker ditch one hundred and ten steps in front of the winch room, Gong Ye felt that he couldn't do it, the beads of sweat on his head were rolling, he couldn't breathe, and the wrist holding the knife was sore and soft; As he crossed the bunker ditch, he stepped into the air and fell into the ditch.

The two potters next to him immediately jumped into the ditch and helped him up:

"Gong Ye! Gongye! You...... Are you okay with old age? ”

"Okay! Yes! Fast...... Come on! ”

When the two potters helped Gongye up to the edge of the ditch, five or six soldiers rushed towards him, and the soldiers shot at them as they rushed, and before they could gain a firm foothold on the edge of the ditch, one of the potters to Gongye's left was shot and fell. Gong Ye was not shot, but Gong Ye was fell by the potter and fell softly. The potter on Gongye's right stumbled, screamed strangely, and rushed to the soldiers with his broadsword, fighting with the soldiers.

Gong Ye lay on his side on the ground. He could see a desperate fight from under the dead potter's arm. A pair of big feet flashed in front of his eyes, his nose smelled the choking dust kicked up by the big kicks, and his ears thundered with gasps, screams, yellings, and the clash of knives and guns. He wanted to get up, rush up, and fight with the potter, but his body moved, his head lifted up, and finally he didn't dare.

He hoped that a few more potters would rush up behind him. He thought that as long as three or five potters with knives rushed over, he could jump to his feet, throw himself into the fight, cut a bloody path, and rush to the West Mine River.

However, no. The winch room behind him was like an empty tomb, lying quietly in the dark night, there was no one around the winch room, neither soldiers nor potters, only the waning moon and the cold star in the distant sky looking coldly at this bloody cemetery.

Gong Ye felt a little afraid, and he felt that his soul was being swallowed up by this powerful darkness bit by bit.

He's probably going to die here! It is highly possible that he will end his illustrious life here!

He was not reconciled. He belonged to an honorable family. From the Xianfeng years of the Qing Dynasty to today's Republic of China, no number of fights, killings, bloody turmoil and wars have made this family extinct, and this family cannot and should not be destroyed in this kiln war! He has to live, he has to take this family back to his senses, and do something earth-shattering! His veins flowed with the rebellious blood inherent in this family, and his body had the iron bones that the men of this family should have! Not only will they be able to conquer the bloody land beneath their feet, but they will surely be able to conquer the world in front of them!

He doesn't die, he can't die! He's going to live! He didn't live long enough. He wants to rush out of the gate, out of the mining area, and rush to the big green mountains to raise the banner of rebellion again! He wants to establish the glory of their family in front of this bastard world again!

The Hu family has no seeds! Stand up! Stand up! Kill! Go chop! Go fight! Even if you die, you have to die like a dog, don't let people see jokes!

Gong Ye ordered himself harshly.

Gong Ye sat up.

Gong Ye grabbed the knife that fell to the ground in his hand.

Gong Ye supported the ground with the tip of his knife and stood up.

Gong Ye clutched the handle of the knife wrapped in silk strips with his sweaty hands, and walked towards the group of soldiers step by step.

Gong Ye's eyes were blurry, and at some point, Gong Ye's eyes were full of tears, and Gong Ye himself didn't know. Gong Ye wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeves. When wiping away his tears, Gong Ye found that the braid he had coiled on his head was scattered, pressed against his neck, and put on his chest.

Gong Ye wrapped his braid around his neck and took two more steps forward.

At this time, a soldier spotted Gong Ye and fired a shot at Gong Ye.

This shot hit Gong Ye's left shoulder, Gong Ye's body trembled, and he almost fell.

Gong Ye had a hallucination in front of his eyes. Gong Ye saw a raging fire falling from the sky, and the fire was beeping and burning on the gatehouse of his house. He saw many strange faces wielding knives and sticks in the firelight, and he saw his father, grandfather, grandmother, and uncles and brothers all screaming and falling in the firelight. He saw a flash of white light flash in front of him—it was a knife, a knife dripping with blood, and he turned and ran, but the knife fell on his back, and he snorted and fell. This is what happened in the spring of Xianfeng's eighth year, and he remembered it for a lifetime. In the last moments of his life, he remembered this tragic scene for no reason. He felt that the scene in front of him was very similar to the scene in the past.

He laughed.

He laughed and struggled two more steps forward.

The gun went off again.

Gong Ye threw himself forward, his body almost fell to the ground, but Gong Ye still did not fall, he poked the ground with the tip of his knife, supported his body with the handle of the knife, hunched his waist, and stood firmly on the ground like a three-legged monster.

He was still laughing, laughing with an eerie trill.

At this time, the desperate potter had been stabbed to the ground by the GI. The muzzles of the GIs turned at him in unison, and five or six bullets were fired at him at the same time, and he fell to the ground, and for a long time he twitched in pain, and arched his head into a pile of soft gangue ballast.

The knife stuck in the ground did not fall, it trembled slightly in the starlight, the blade flashed with a striking cold light, and the red silk on the handle of the knife flickered in the night wind.

A GI cursed in the dark:

"Grandma's, old monster, what a fucking toss!"

Unbeknownst to them, the old monster they shot was the only tribute in the history of Tianjiapu Town, the head of a glorious and ancient family that had terrified many people.

Tian Er's loose face turned red under the light of the three torches, and he stood on the high steps in front of the company's official building, and coldly ordered to the crowd in the square:

"Set fire! Burned this bird hole of Dahua Company! Zhang Guixin, this group of hateful soldiers, took away our ladies and slaughtered our brothers, they are ruthless, so they blame us for being unjust! Set! It's over, let's finish together! ”

"That's right! The second master is right! Set! Set! ”

"Burn! Fuck it! Let Dahua see the fucking ghost! ”

…………

Many rough throats in the square roared.

People with torches and drums of oil on their shoulders poured into the building, pouring buckets of oil on the stairs, corridors, and rooms, and then lighting torches and throwing them into the building. In the blink of an eye, smoke billowed from the entire building, and every pane facing the square burst out with red tongues of fire.

The manager building of Dahua Coal Mine Co., Ltd. is burning in the thick smoke, and the glory and dream of Dahua Company stretch out to the reckless night sky with puffs of smoke and bursts of flames, and become eternal in the boundless night sky. Dahua Company is finished - when the Tianjiapu kiln people are finished, it is helplessly finished! A dozen barrels of fire oil, a dozen torches, turned a blood-brewed miracle, a heavy history, and a rising giant into ashes.

Second Master Tian felt a burst of happiness at this time. He suddenly had a sense of victory, and he felt that in this war between the land and the mines, he had not lost, and their Tianjiapu people had not failed! They were victorious despite the deaths, the bloodshed, and the terrible price they paid! The land under their feet has not drifted away, and this rich and affectionate land will still offer them a new harvest! And the mine failed, this monster, this demon, the darling of this unbeatable era, destroyed in blood and fire, irretrievably destroyed! The significance of this destruction is far-reaching, it not only determines today, but also inevitably affects tomorrow - tomorrow, if there is any monster he wants to introduce into this glorious land, he can't help but think about it, this scene on the night of June 11, the ninth year of the Republic of China.

The second master smiled proudly at the roaring firelight, his eyes narrowed into two thin crescents, his chapped lips trembled slightly, and the two remaining yellow teeth like dead tree stumps were exposed......

The second master's attitude towards this war, and his performance in this war, is beyond reproach. The second master has been fighting unremittingly for the majority of potters and the interests of Tianjiapu from beginning to end! The second master is broad-minded, and when the catastrophe comes, he abandons his past suspicions and fights side by side with the Hu family, without the slightest slackness! Even after the mining area was breached this afternoon, the second master did not retract his head. The second master knew that Hu Gongye and the kiln people who occupied the mine were in a dangerous situation, so he immediately took the brothers in the town and attacked the weakly defended company living area, trying his best to reduce the pressure on the kiln farmers in the mining area. The second master also instructed his subordinates to do everything possible to rescue the kiln people who could be rescued through the inner moat river from the living area. When the second master did all this, he knew that it was very dangerous, and he also understood that if he didn't do it well, he would get burned, but the second master didn't care, the second master talked about benevolence and righteousness, and talked about credit, and the second master had to help each other desperately, and he couldn't let others say a "no" word to him!

But it was also unexpected. Zhang Guixin and his soldiers seem to have competed with the kiln farmers in the mining area, and since they hastily snatched a few girls and children from the boundary street in the early morning, they have not cared about taking care of the living quarters and the town. The second master and thousands of brothers made a fuss in the living area almost without hindrance, and now, the official building has been burned down.

The second old man stood in the square and looked at it for a while, feeling that the official building was completely finished at this time, so he turned around and explained to a few potter representatives around him:

"Let's go, go back, all go back to the town, no one is allowed to sleep tonight, all prepare my knives and guns, as long as the soldiers are killed in the town, we will fight with him to the death!"

"Yes, Second Master!"

"Second master, we listen to you!"

The people around you should respond.

"We have to send people to contact the four villages overnight and ask their militia to help us!" The second master said again.

"Good! We'll arrange it right away! A potter represented.

"Oh, also, I have to find out the whereabouts of Hu Gongye, and if I am alive, I have to find someone; If you're dead, you'll have to carry the body back for me! ”

"Yes!"

"Yes! Second master! ”

"Tell the big guy to go back!"

Several representatives of the potters immediately conveyed the instructions of the second master, and the crowd gathered in the square began to surge, and the torches gathered together scattered one by one.

Just as everyone was scattering, the second master suddenly found that a woman with a cloak screamed miserably, and threw herself on the high steps of the company's official building.

Some people around the second master also saw it:

"It's her! It's a little bunny, she's crazy! ”

The second master paused, and instructed the family members around him:

"Quick! Rush over! Drag her away! ”

The two family members hurriedly pushed aside the crowd around them and rushed up the steps of the burning official building. But before they could reach the steps, the little mother rabbit had stumbled into the foyer, and a fire wrapped in hot air and smoke swallowed her at once.

They heard the cries of the little mother rabbit in the smoke and fire:

"Little bunny! Wait...... I! Wait a minute...... I! Other...... Don't run! Don't run ......"

The second old man turned his face away with a heavy heart, as if hiding from some bad omen, and hurriedly walked forward.

He left behind a ruined dream with the light of fire.

It was a tragic night, a spectacular night; This night, like the shocking night on May 21, will forever remain in the memory of Tianjiapu people and the history of Tianjiapu land......