Everyone at the scene, including Camilla and Long Xiang's group, was stunned.

They had never heard Chen Jianqiu speak Hakka, and they felt a little strange.

And this sentence shocked Lai Hua and Luo Xiangrong even more.

Lai Hua's attitude is obviously much better.

He was not a Taiping himself.

When the squire Li Shixian and King Kang Wang Haiyang officially operated in eastern Guangdong, it was already the end of the Taiping Army, and at this time, Tianjing (Nanjing) had been broken and the dragons were leaderless.

Lai Hua's Hakka family raised the banner to revolt in response to the Taiping army, but they never thought that the Taiping army would fall apart before they could hit them.

The squire and King Kang had an internal strife, and they were cleaned up by Zuo Zongtang one after another.

The flag was raised, but the heavenly army did not come.

The local landlords and the Hakka people did not deal with each other in the first place, and the armed fights continued, and they took this opportunity to organize regimental training and joint officers and soldiers to fight in a special way.

The Hakka uprising was quickly suppressed.

Lai Hua also had to go into exile with his people and came to Cuba to become a piglet.

It was also here that he got to know many remnants of the Taiping Army, such as Luo Xiangrong's father.

Sugarcane planting is a sideline business for this group of people, and rebellion is the business, so when Marty, one of the leaders of the Cuban rebel army, found him, Lai Hua and the Chinese workers around him decisively started their old business.

"Who are you?"

Lai Hua took a deep breath, looked at Chen Jianqiu and asked.

"He's my father." Chen Jianqiu replied, "My original name was Chen Changluo, and on the day of the destruction of Tianjing City, my father's old department was desperately escorted out of the city, and then I went to the southwest. ”

"How could my teacher be victimized by my brother, and I also died and came to the United States."

Chen Jianqiu strung together the fragments of his memories and told them eloquently, which made Lai Hua believe it.

He has been through so much that he can tell what is true and what is false.

Lai Hua's reaction was okay, but some people couldn't hold it anymore.

A cry came from behind Lai Hua.

"Woo~ King Ying, he died a miserable death! He was chopped to death with a knife, and he didn't say a word until he died."

Chen Jianqiu was taken aback.

He pondered which veteran of the Taiping Army he thought was over the age of six, but found that it was Luo Xiangrong.

This man turned his back to the sky, weeping bitterly, and there seemed to be a lot of pain in his heart.

Chen Jianqiu was a little embarrassed.

Although King Chen Yucheng is the father of his body, although he has inherited memories and some feelings, he has not reached the point of deep father-son affection.

But Luo Xiangrong's performance is like the king of England is his biological father.

And the sharp tension of this burst of feelings does not seem to be fake.

"Well, this gentleman, for some reason so sad, do you also have an old relationship with my father?" Chen Jianqiu coughed and asked.

Chen Jianqiu didn't ask, but when he asked, Luo Xiangrong immediately wiped away his tears and snot with his sleeves, and walked up to Chen Jianqiu with a fist and arched his hand:

"The King of England saved my father's life."

He sniffled his nose and told the story of what had happened.

Luo Xiangrong's father was originally the first batch of Hakka veterans to come out of Guangxi, and he was the commander of the army, and when he broke through the Jiangbei camp, he failed to arrive at the attack site on time because of a mistake in judgment.

It stands to reason that he should be beheaded according to the military order, but Chen Yucheng Nian fought bravely for the sake of coming out of Guangxi, saved Luo Xiangrong's father's life on the execution platform, and stayed by his side.

The Taiping army fought all the way from Jintian to the Yangtze River, and the part of the Hakka elite who came out of Guangxi was basically dead, and the British king really couldn't bear to kill these loyal veterans of a hundred battles.

Later, Chen Yucheng moved to Shouzhou, planning to unite with Miao Peilin, the king of Shouzhou City, to Henan.

The king of England did not listen to the dissuasion of his subordinates, and left the guards, including Zhang Danian and Luo Xiangrong's father, outside the city, and entered the city alone, but unexpectedly, the king had rebelled, detained the queen and transferred it to the Qing army, and finally Ling Chi in Yanjin, Henan.

"Your father knows Zhang Danian?" Chen Jianqiu's heart moved, and he asked, "He's with me now." ”

"I haven't met him, but I've heard my dad mention it." Luo Xiangrong said, "For as long as I can remember, my father has been telling me about the British king, and whenever he is sad and angry, he clenches his hands into fists and bursts into tears. ”

He looked at Chen Jianqiu, his gaze became more and more determined:

"Young master, our family is born as a member of the Taiping Army, and death is a ghost of the Taiping Army, my father is dead, and I will still serve you as a dog and horse."

Chen Jianqiu glanced at Luo Xiangrong.

He was not in a hurry to take a stand.

Since he crossed over, because of his physical identity, many of the old Taiping troops and descendants scattered in the Americas often respected him as the master.

But the Taiping army is long gone, and this group of people originally came for themselves, mainly because of the charisma of the British king himself.

He has always adhered to the purpose of a strong dragon not to suppress the head snake.

This is true in Chile and now in Cuba.

Chen Jianqiu observed Lai Hua's expression.

The old man's face was indifferent, and he didn't show any special displeasure, nor did he particularly want to get too close to him.

"The Taiping Army has passed, and you are now a fighter fighting for the freedom of the Chinese in Cuba." Chen Jianqiu patted Luo Xiangrong on the shoulder, "Under the leadership of General Lai." ”

He looked around, "It's not just you, I'm too." ”

"Over the years, I have been working hard to improve the living conditions of Chinese people overseas."

"But the strength of the individual is always weak and limited, and the honor and disgrace of the individual are always closely related to the entire ethnic group."

"We don't have a strong ZG backing, but this doesn't mean that we are weak and bullied, it doesn't mean that we are inferior to others as a race, as long as we unite and work hard for a goal, there is still a future."

"New Mexico proves it, Juarez proves it, Oklahoma proves it, Hawaii proves it! Chile proves the same thing! ”

Chen Jianqiu's words made Lai Hua fall into deep thought.

At first, he took the Chinese workers from the sugar cane plantation into the Cuban independence movement, and he really didn't think about it so much, simply because he and the Chinese workers could not survive under the Spanish colonization.

But what happens after I succeed on my own? What if the new Cuban government is the same as the previous Spaniards?

He hadn't even thought about it.

Chen Jianqiu seemed to see his thoughts.

"General Lai, believe me, you have this capital, the current rebel army has a total of five or six thousand people, there are more than a thousand Chinese soldiers, you have a few hundred people here, and Captain Hood has a few hundred people."

"If the capital is not enough, I am here to buy it for you."

He pointed to the wagons laden with munitions and flour behind him:

"These are just the beginning."

"There is no problem with the current unanimous goal of Cuban independence, but this does not mean that the Chinese are only worthy of sitting in the audience."

Lai Hua is not a stupid person, and he has extremely rich experience, so he quickly understood what Chen Jianqiu meant.

In troubled times, whoever has the biggest fist has the right to speak.

He had already made up his mind.

Chen Jianqiu found the answer in his eyes.

He waved his hand at the warriors of the Longxiang group and Santos behind him:

"Everyone, unload the flour and potatoes from the car, and get everyone something to eat first!"

"That's right! Brothers! Dinner! Lai Hua clapped his palms.

The Chinese volunteers in the camp quickly cooperated to get the supplies on the cart to the camp.

Except for those rotten potatoes, the rest is really a relief for them.

After hanging in the field for so long, they could only catch some game all day long, and the soldiers were so hungry that their faces were yellow and thin, and their eyes were almost green.

So the team can cook, and they have already begun to arrange dinner.

They made bread from the big black iron pot they found in the ruins, and then divided the bread among the hungry warriors, one loaf to eat, and three loaves to use as dry food.

"Hurry up and eat, when you're done with the gun, my people will teach you how to use the gun."

Chen Jianqiu and Lai Hua walked side by side, holding a piece of bread in their hands, and while nibbling on it, they said to the soldiers who were gnawing on the same cake.

When they passed by the "cooking class" where the pancakes were still being cooked, the pot was steaming hot, and the firewood under the pot was burning brightly.

"Shouldn't we make a fire here?" Luo Xiangrong, who was behind him, suddenly said, "Although there are trees in front, it is too easy to expose the target." ”

"Well, don't worry." Chen Jianqiu swallowed a mouthful of bread, then took a sip of water, and said unhurriedly, "The location of this place has long been exposed, otherwise how would we find here." ”

Lai Hua and Luo Xiangrong looked at each other:

"How do they know?"

"Maybe you got caught in the San Diego pharmacy, or maybe their scouts found out." Chen Jianqiu looked back at the soldiers who were still munching on the cake, "Plus I packed up a group of soldiers when I came out, I estimate that the enemy is already on the way." ”

"Then I'll let them prepare for war immediately!" Luo Xiangrong said that he was about to give an order, but was quickly stopped by Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu waved his hand:

"Don't worry, you can wait for the transfer of eighty veterans with strong combat effectiveness, bring guns and follow me. Others moved to a safer place at the foot of the mountain to the north to recuperate. ”

After speaking, he looked at Lai Hua again and asked:

"General Lai, I don't know what you think?"

Lai Hua nodded:

"I'll let He Jianshun take someone with you, his soldiers have always been pioneers, and they are very experienced."

The old man said.

He Jianshun is in addition to Luo Xiangrong, another extremely capable general under Lai Hua, who often rushes to the first place in battle, and is extremely brave.

The most important thing is that he was brought up by Lai Hua.

Unlike Luo Xiangrong, his attitude towards the man in front of him is much calmer.

He is not a person who easily trusts others.

Just by being able to speak a few words of Hakka, and then the son of the self-proclaimed king of England appeared here, he could not be convinced.

It's magical.

Lai Hua judged that Chen Jianqiu was not too likely to be a spy of the Spaniards.

His son had already told him in detail about the ins and outs of the matter.

But it is not known whether his plan is feasible or whether he has any other purpose.

Besides, what if.

He didn't doubt Luo Xiangrong's loyalty, but this kid has now been fooled by Chen Jianqiu, and some things are not easy to say by himself.

If something really goes wrong, it will undoubtedly cause a lot of losses.

"Luo Xiangrong wants to take the rest of the soldiers, he has always been my deputy, it is more suitable." Lai Hua tried to make his reasons sound as reasonable as possible.

Luo Xiangrong's mouth opened and he wanted to say something, but he was glared back by Lai Hua.

Who knew that Chen Jianqiu didn't care.

"No problem."

"What a big head!" Lai Hua turned around and yelled at the soldiers who were munching on the bread.

A strong man jerked himself up from the crowd.

His figure was very tall among the southerners, wearing only a small sleeveless cloth coat, and his muscles were strong and powerful.

The strong man held half a piece of bread in his mouth, patted the ash on his buttocks, pulled down his belt, and ran quickly in front of Chen Jianqiu and Lai Hua.

"You take your eighty men to follow Mr. Chen, remember, listen to his command!" Lai Hua gave an order to He Jianshun.

He Jianshun did not hesitate at all.

He stuffed the remaining half of the bread into his clothes, turned to the group of soldiers behind him, and shouted:

"Bunnies, don't be busy eating, hurry up and pack up and get ready to go!"

The soldiers who heard the order stood up in unison, and came to the front of Chen Jianqiu with the weapons beside them.

The soldiers quickly lined up on the beach.

Although many of them were in rags and had a variety of weapons in their hands, they were in good spirits, and they did seem to have been trained for a long time.

Chen Jianqiu nodded slightly.

The combat effectiveness of such a unit should not be too weak, at least it will obey the command.

This is no longer easy in the rebel forces.

"Follow me, line up to get your weapons." Chen Jianqiu led them to the side of the carriage.

Each of them received a bolt-action rifle and thirty rounds of rifle ammunition, as well as two grenades.

Chen Jianqiu discussed with He Jianshun and divided the eighty people into four squads, and the soldiers of the Longxiang group also broke up to join the squad and cooperate with each other.

And the soldiers of these Longxiang groups are also selected, and most of them are also Hakka, so there is no big obstacle to communication.

"On the way, my men will simply teach you how to use these guns!" Chen Jianqiu said to them.

He Jianshun's volunteer soldiers are really strong in execution.

They quickly completed the reorganization of the team, lined up on the beach, ready to go.

Chen Jianqiu checked his equipment.

Two golden revolvers, a "BAR" in his hand, and a bolt-action rifle on his back.

He looked back at Camilla again.

The woman took out a long package from the carriage and carried it on her back, dressed in a dark red dress, and smiled at herself, just as she had seen her when she first saw her.

Chen Jianqiu turned his head and nodded at He Jianshun.

"Let's go!" He Jianshun cleared his throat and gave the order.

The mixed group quickly walked out of the village's camp.

"Uncle Lai, are we ready to transfer too?"

Luo Xiangrong looked at Chen Jianqiu's back as they left, a little unwilling.

He didn't know what Lai Hua was thinking today.

Normally, he does this kind of thing.

"Hmm." Lai Hua finally nibbled on the cake too, and the crumbs stuck to his beard.

"Brothers, pack up and get ready to go to the mountains." Luo Xiangrong was just halfway through his words, but he was stopped by Lai Hua.

"You take a large army, keep some distance from them, and if something goes wrong, support them immediately." Lai Hua said.

His support, of course, has a variety of meanings in it.

Of course, the old man really hoped that what Chen Jianqiu said was true, just like the Taiping soldiers he knew. It's his friend, it's his comrade-in-arms.

(End of chapter)