This is a story that has been sealed for a long time. I knew that once this story was published, I would go from a coward to a hero. The reason why I have been silent for so many years is because I believe that true heroes should not stand on the shore and should not be praised by people, but should sink to the bottom of the sea, to sink in real history.

When I first arrived at the Qikou Battery, I was majestic: a beautiful figure, a jet-black muzzle, and a sturdy gun mount...... I held my head high in the 1858 sun and strong sea breeze, and the red satin on my body fluttered like a flag in the sea breeze. At that time, people called me "Second General", and I was on the south bank of Qikou. On the north shore there is my older brother "The Great General". Our brothers are far away from each other, and the majestic wind is forcing each other, and for a while it has become a topic and scenery of disagreement.

The tide is rising. The sound of the waves is often mixed with the sound of cannons from the deep sea. There was a slight tremor beneath me, and something resembling blood was rolling in the chamber of the cannon until it reached the muzzle. I feel like a war is coming.

Sure enough, a flotilla appeared in the middle of another high tide. It was the Anglo-French fleet. I should have found out sooner. But I didn't. Last night, the deer sentry leader who was guarding the fort at the Qikou outpost brought back a fireworks woman from the city. And they rode on me, drinking and having fun. Serving them wine was a soldier named Tao Ma. Tao Ma is a man of Qikou, and it was his father who sent him to the fort as a soldier. The old man, Tao Niu, went fishing in the deep sea, was caught by a foreign warship, and lost his hands when he was put back. Fishermen fish with their hands, and without their hands, they have no means of survival. The wrinkles on Tao Niu's face deepened, like a trench dug out of the beach. On the day the fort was built, the pottery ox brought the pottery horse with it. The old man leaned on me against the sea breeze and said leisurely, "Son, I want you to learn to fire a cannon!" But Tao Ma did not learn to shoot cannons, but was accepted as a service soldier by the deer sentry. That night, Tauma poured wine cup by glass, and Deer Whistle Collar and the bewitching woman drank cup by glass. The deer whistle collar poured the wine into his stomach, and the woman spilled it into the muzzle of my cannon. By the time the woman sang the sultry fireworks tune, I had fallen asleep in the long night......

I woke up too late. I could already see the cheeks and blue indigo-painted eyes of the hairy monkeys on the bow of the ship, and the binoculars in their hands. I shouted at the top of my voice, Deer Sentry Collar, get the cannonballs! I shouted about 20 times, but the deer whistle leader did not come, and Tao Ma and a few soldiers came. Tao Ma patted the body of my cannon and muttered, and the deer sentry leader and the woman ran to the city, how do you say this cannonball is loaded?

Before I could answer, I heard a cannon shot. I saw my brother "General" on the north shore of the mouth spit out a cannonball, and another cannonball. One of the long-haired boats caught fire. So, I said anxiously, I'll help you! I opened the cannon chamber automatically, and popped the cannon letter automatically. They loaded the cannonball, turned the muzzle of the cannonball to the foreign ship at the front, and lit the cannon.

The cannon letter was burning with a clatter, and it had been burning half a bag of cigarettes, and the cannon had not yet been discharged. I felt with the sensitive cells in the chamber that the shell couldn't connect to the hyacinth because it was a rotten egg.

Tao Ma and they immediately replaced this shell, and replaced it with another one, which was still a rotten egg, and pushed another one, but it still didn't sound. His grandmother's, I scolded! His grandmother's, Tao Ma also scolded!

In the midst of the scolding, a cannonball screamed and landed at the gap, and half of the fort was torn off. Their faces were blackened, and dark red blood oozed from their foreheads. Before the smoke cleared, a group of people ran from Qikou Village. In front is a rickety pottery cow. Some of them had knives and forks in their hands, some held spears, and they also carried a bunch of ** in their net pockets.

Tao Ma ran up and helped his father, howling and crying, Dad, the cannonball is not sounding! Tao Niu bit his lower lip and bit out two bloody Chinese characters, profiteers!

Tao Niu walked up to the fort, looked at my open cannon chamber, looked at the warship with long hairs that was getting closer and closer, and made a sound like tearing the air, folks, go up**-

Boom - the homemade soil and sand and rocks of the fishermen squirted out of my impatient chest. However, it failed to hit the target.

A few more shells came from the longhairs. The entire battery collapsed, and a group of people fell in pools of blood......

The smirking long-haired man climbed into the gap. Their footprints on the beach are like bear tracks. They pulled me out of the sand, kicked, kicked, laughed. Then, lift me up and put me on a small fishing boat. They wanted to take me back to their country as a trophy.

How can I go with them? I am ashamed of Emperor Xianfeng, I am ashamed of the deer whistle leader, I am ashamed of myself for not being able to send a single cannonball. How can I bring this shame of failure abroad for exhibition? I have to stay, even if I am scolded! So, I kept shaking the cannon and falling hard, and the boat was overturned by me.

I stayed at Qikou and was buried under the fort with the corpses of Tao Niu and Tao Ma.

Later, I was dug up. On the day I saw the light of day, someone kicked me hard, phew, this is the second cowardly general! It's a great enemy who hasn't fired a shot yet! I grinned at the rusty muzzle and tried to tell them a story, but I didn't say a word.

Many years later, I was taken to a modern city and placed in front of a newly built museum. I often hear a young girl explaining to tourists: in 1858, there were two forts, the north bank had a great general, which had sunk to the bottom of the sea, and the south bank had a second general, who was a coward......