The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

In the past few days, the rebels suffered heavy casualties and their numbers dropped sharply.

Some of the new recruits saw that the trend was not right, and some secretly became deserters.

Sun Gongwu went to Vietnam and actually bought weapons.

The batch of Type 88 commissions sent by Zhao Chuanxin were taken over by Sun Gongwu's people. They were supposed to be transported to Zhennanguan, but they were detained by the French in Fangcheng.

After Sun Gongwu heard the news, he couldn't help being shocked.

At first, he thought that the easy mistake was that when transporting into Youfu Mountain, it would be easily noticed by the Qing army in the surrounding area.

I never expected that France would get involved.

He was busy purchasing another batch of weapons in Vietnam, but was intercepted by the French in Wendeng...

Seven days later, Huang Mingtang looked at the scarred and exhausted soldiers on the Zhennanguan Fort, and four words came to his mind - the situation is over.

He Wu said to Huang Mingtang: "Governor, we are running out of ammunition. When will Mr. Sun's weapons be delivered?"

He Wu, who used to like to put on a show, now has no image. A section of his long braid was burned off, a piece of his eyebrow was missing, and there was a burn. His face was covered with black ash, but he couldn't clean it in time. He looked very embarrassed. .

Huang Mingtang mumbled but couldn't answer.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh: "I regret that I should have trusted Lu Rongting so easily that I suffered today's defeat."

It turned out that Lu Rongting, the Pingxiang general of the Qing army, expressed to Sun Gongwu that he was interested in fighting against the enemy anyway.

Lu Rongting was originally a gangster and was accustomed to playing both sides.

He just put a smoke bomb for Sun Gongwu. During the rebel army's attack on Zhennanguan, the only thing Lu Rongting favored against the rebel army was that he initially delayed the counterattack against the rebel army until the Qing court issued an order. He was strictly ordered to send troops, so he had to obey.

Huang Mingtang looked through the window at the staggering rebel soldiers outside, and suddenly saw Shuangxi and Wang Long bandaging the wounded among them. The two stood out among these people because they were unscathed and cleanly dressed.

Then I remembered that because Shuangxi beat the Frenchman, Sun Gongwu left him idle. In addition, Shuangxi and Wang Long made some "frustrating words" that day, which made Huang Mingtang very angry, so he ignored them and did not let them go. They engage in combat.

Huang Mingtang turned to He Wu and said, "Get ready, we will retreat in the early morning."

He Wu looked dejected.

He thought he would succeed this time and his status would undergo earth-shaking changes.

It failed again.

He stood there blankly, a little confused.

Huang Mingtang shouted out the window: "Mr. Zhang, come in."

Shuangxi looked up, gave some instructions to the wounded, and led Wang Long into the room: "Governor Huang, what are you doing with us?"

Huang Mingtang sighed: "I should have listened to you back then."

The biggest reason why he didn't listen to Shuang Xi was that at that time, he and Sun Gongwu still had high hopes that Lu Rongting could rebel against the Qing Dynasty.

Now it seems that they were obviously tricked by Lu Rongting.

Wang Long was very dissatisfied: "What kind of hindsight is there at this time?"

Huang Mingtang was not angry this time, and said with a wry smile: "In the early hours of tonight, we will retreat. For fear of obstruction by the Qing army, we need a small team to come to the rear. At this critical moment, I hope you two can help and lead a team of ten or twenty people to delay the Qing's retreat." Military footsteps.”

Shuangxi was stunned.

This man...is really shameless.

Wang Long was even more furious: "What? Let us die, you run away, right?"

Huang Mingtang was at a loss for words, and then he begged for a moment: "You two, you have also seen that there are countless wounded people outside. If they can't be delayed for a moment or two, they will not be able to leave. The rebel army needs to keep the fire..."

Shuangxi frowned and thought deeply. Before Wang Long could say anything more, he interrupted and asked, "Is there any retreat plan?"

Huang Mingtang shook his head before he thought that far.

Shuangxi came to the map, took out a pen and drew: "Open a gap directly in the Zhennanguan Fort, take a small road, and retreat into the Yanzi Mountains of Vietnam. If you can encounter weapons and ammunition in the backyard, you will not be afraid of the Qing army's pursuit."

We will lead the team to resist delays. "

When Wang Long heard this, he kept silent.

He knew that Shuangxi must have his plans.

Huang Mingtang looked at the map and his eyes lit up: "Mr. Zhang really knows battle formations. Thank you both, the rebel army will not forget you, and Mr. Sun will not..."

If you follow the Double Happiness method, your chances of escaping unscathed will increase by a few percent.

Shuangxi said coldly: "I'm not cutting it off to make you remember. I'm cutting it off because of the local people. The Qing military will definitely take revenge on them."

There was a hint of shame on Huang Mingtang's face, but it was fleeting.

Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters. Throughout history, it is inevitable that casualties will be inevitable, and we can only wrong them.

Shuangxi shook his head upon seeing this.

After walking out of the door, Wang Long cursed: "These capitalist class are extremely weak and can talk about being cold-blooded. They are the kind of hypocrites that Captain Zhao said. If they can succeed, they will not be much better in this world."

Shuangxi said nothing.

He Wu followed.

He selected fifteen people for Double Happiness.

All of these fifteen people were wounded and weak. They didn't have any quick guns, they were all pistols. They had very little ammunition and no supplies at all.

Wang Long laughed angrily: "You want us to die directly, right?"

He Wu was wrong but said stubbornly: "Don't you know that the rebel army has now run out of ammunition and food?"

Shuangxi pursed his lips and stopped Wang Long, who wanted to beat someone up: "That's it, it doesn't matter."

…

Hong Kong Island.

Li Guangzong always paid attention to the development of the situation.

There are more than ten newspapers on his desk, which contain reports about Zhennanguan and what happened in Ao Island about Zhao Chuanxin.

The newspaper published the news that Zhao Chuanxin prevented the Qing court from firing cannons to apologize. The author had strong subjective emotions and said: Specifically speaking, Zhao Chuanxin was a bandit, but I thought that Zhao Chuanxin was a hero of the world.

At the back, a poem written by Zhao Chuanxin is attached.

Li Guangzong is smiling. Can he still compose poems? Why haven't I seen him capable of this before?

He put down the newspaper and fell into deep thought.

Recently, people on Hong Kong Island took to the streets to demonstrate and began to boycott Japanese goods. Radical businessmen took out Japanese goods and piled them on the streets and burned them.

I don’t know if it is a spontaneous organization or if someone is secretly fueling the situation.

The boycott of Japanese goods quickly spread from Hong Kong Island, Guangdong, to Wuzhou, Nanning, and Shanghai. The news spread to Southeast Asia, and overseas Chinese responded one after another.

Japan's exports of goods to China plummeted.

Li Guangzong witnessed with his own eyes the gloomy face of the Japanese businessman.

This boycott of Japanese goods is undoubtedly an awakening of national consciousness.

The people are no longer at the mercy of others, and the Qing government is cowardly, but they use their own way to defend their dignity.

Li Guangzong felt this surging power.

He couldn't help but think of what Zhao Chuanxin once said to him: "Times have changed."

At this time, Toad Boy came in a hurry: "Deputy boss, the call from New York turned out to be Morgan, the billionaire Morgan."

There was horror on his face.

He never thought that he could have a "close" contact with someone of Morgan's level.

This can last a lifetime when you go out.

Li Guangzong was very calm: "Bring it to me and take a look."

Morgan is a piece of shit, isn’t he being treated like a submissive by his husband?

Toad Boy handed him the telegram. Li Guangzong looked at it, frowned and wrote the content of the reply first, and then wrote a telegram: "Send the second copy to Ao Island and have someone pass it on to the boss."

At this time, Benjamin Goldberg arrived with dry rice.

He said: "Uncle Li, when will my master come back? My wife is anxious to go home and see my little junior sister."

Li Guangzong couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this foreign child speak foreign language: "We have to wait and see if the new governor of Portugal is obedient. Sister Hua can leave first. I will send someone to protect her. We are about to arrive at the annual meeting of Lugang Town. Xuantian Sect wants to send someone to communicate."

Benjamin Goldberg has traveled all over Hong Kong Island these days, and there is nothing new.

He said: "Master promised to take me all over China, but when I came back he was so busy that he hit me on the back of the head."

Li Guangzong knew that Zhao Chuanxin valued this apprentice very much, so he said to Toad Boy: "Bring the letter, and I will fill in a few more sentences."

…

Jiuao Mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin has returned.

Seizing the Erchen Maru, scuttling Japanese and Portuguese warships, injuring the two countries' ministers, and preventing the Qing court from firing cannons to apologize. These things made Zhao Chuanxin's reputation at the peak of his powers.

But for Zhao Chuanxin himself, this is just a trivial matter.

However, the faith in the old sacred altar has been gathering too fast recently.

Zhao Chuanxin lay on the chair, looked at the old sacred altar that was already full, and opened the Holy Light Channel.

He stood up, and in an instant, he was standing on the path 120 meters away. The snotty children playing there looked at Zhao Chuanxin who suddenly appeared, and they were all shocked: "Uncle, when did you come?"

Zhao Chuanxin said happily: "I just came here, you continue to play."

As he spoke, he broke off a branch of the Du Ying tree and walked back with his hands behind his back.

A group of snot-nosed kids followed behind, laughing and playing.

Zhao Chuanxin felt the faith gathered from all directions and saw that the liquid in the old sacred altar condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, one-tenth of the volume in a moment.

By the time I walked back to the recliner, one-third of the liquid had collected.

He was playing with the old sacred altar in his hand. According to the test just now, he used all his faith to open a holy light channel, which could flash at least a hundred and twenty meters away.

With his reputation at this time, the time it would take to fill the old sacred altar should be no more than ten minutes, or as quickly as five minutes.

The only drawback is that the reserve of the old sacred altar is limited. When it is full, the remaining power of faith will escape.

A common problem among human beings is that they are forgetful. Chinese people also like to create gods, and they even like to step on the collapsed shrines.

Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself: Maybe at some point, he will be forgotten or his house will collapse.

While he was thinking about it, Chui Shuijiao came in a hurry with a telegram: "Master, I have your letter."

Zhao Chuanxin took it and saw that it was from Li Guangzong.

It records the contents of the telegram sent by J.P. Morgan, as well as Miao Cuihua's eagerness to return to Lugang Town to see her daughter, and Benjamin Goldberg's wish to "wander" in China.

J.P. Morgan said: Mr. Zhao, I learned that Marconi’s radio technology originated from Tesla. He had invented radio long ago. He also knew that Marconi had stolen his method. He just didn’t care. The Wardenclyffe Tower he built was not for radio. It was a huge device that could absorb and output energy from the universe. He is a madman. If the energy of the universe can really be harnessed, it will be a huge blow to you, me and the whole world. So I want to ask for your opinion. I want to make it impossible for his experiment to continue.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

Nikola Tesla told him none of this.

He also believed that Wardenclyffe Tower was merely a radio transmission device.

This is a perfect example of not handing in homework. No wonder J.P. Morgan withdrew its capital.

Zhao Chuanxin also understood J.P. Morgan’s concerns.

If there were any free cosmic energy, the first to be affected would be old guys like Rockefeller and J.P. Morgan.

Whether it is oil, coal, or the trains, ships, factories, steel industry that rely on oil and coal... and every aspect of life must be innovated.

The existing industrial structure is likely to be disrupted.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly understood. No wonder J.P. Morgan later tried his best to suppress Nikola Tesla in history.

He even used his influence to erase all traces of Nikola Tesla from American textbooks, so that he remained unknown for a long time.

When he was in school, Zhao Chuanxin only knew about the great inventors Edison and Einstein, but he didn't know about Nikola Tesla at all.

I see.

Although Zhao Chuanxin thinks that absorbing cosmic energy is a bit nonsense.

However, if there is even a small amount of results, I am afraid it will also set off huge waves.

Zhao Chuanxin can be enemies with several people, or one or two countries.

However, he can't be the enemy of the whole world. Don't you know that he doesn't have the ability?

He immediately wrote a letter: Tell Nikola Tesla to stop the experiment immediately, but to come to China with various experimental data, immediately, immediately.

Hand the letter to Chui Shuiju: "Send a telegram to Li Guangzong, he knows how to do it."

Of course you can't conduct this kind of experiment in a place like New York, which is so eye-catching.

But there are still some remote areas in the country.

Zhao Chuanxin showed a sly smile.

Just after Chui Shuiju left, a thin young man came to Jiuao Mountain.

It was none other than Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen, who had been kidnapped by Zhao Chuanxin...