Time Traveler

The group of boxers continued on their way, only thirty or fifty people gathered around the crossing group and questioned their origins.

"Is there any foreign goods, let me check it." shouted a man who looked like a big brother, with two sharp axes stuck in his waist, probably the **** of Li Kui, and a group of boys behind him, all carrying knives and sticks. He glanced straight on the carriage.

The Boxers hate foreigners the most, and they even hate foreign goods. They find that any foreign goods will bring disaster to the top. Moreover, what is hidden in the carriage is not ordinary foreign goods, but a pair of genuine foreign women, mother and daughter. .

　　Even the warhorse felt the murderous air, and it snorted anxiously, and its hoofs were digging holes in the ground.

　　 "We are from the governor of Shandong's Yamen, escorting Yuan's family members to Jinan, can this big brother have any advice?" Liu Yan straightened his fists, replied loudly, and inadvertently exposed the handle of the spear.

　　 Hearing the four words of Shandong governor, the murderous spirit of the boxers immediately turned into a pleasing eyebrow. No one dared to say half a word, and walked around by the side, which surprised everyone.

　　 "I didn't expect this tiger skin to work." Lei Meng sneered.

　　 "It was Yuan Shikai's name that scared them away." Liu Yan said bluntly.

　　 "Yuan Datou?" Lei Meng was taken aback, "Is he so good?"

　　 "I have studied history. When Yuan Shikai was the governor of Shandong, he was very strong. He invited a group of boxer leaders to the governor's office and asked them to perform invulnerability in public. As a result, they were all killed in a mess.

　　 Liu Yanzhi’s explanation made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that Yuan Shikai, the later country thief, was still a clear-headed official at this time, and his journey in Shandong was much relaxed.

　　 Facts have proved that apart from seeing the two boxers in Lunan, the entire territory of Shandong is still peaceful. The burning of the church is not something that happened during Yuan Shikai's tenure, but a good thing done by his predecessor, Yuxian.

A few days later, the small team finally bypassed Dongyue Mount Tai and arrived at Jinan Prefecture smoothly. They checked into a clean inn, took a bath and ate, and had a good night’s sleep. Zhao Bichen traveled north and south for many years. There were many friends on the rivers and lakes. He went out alone. For a long time, I brought back a big news that foreign troops landed at Dagukou and were marching towards the capital.

　　 "Tianjin is already at war, and the north is not peaceful." Zhao Bichen is worried. He is not worried that Beijing will fall into the enemy's hands. He is just afraid that the trip will be delayed and the family is worried.

　　 "Well, they beat them, we go ours." Lei Meng said, "Let's bypass the battlefield."

　　 "Since everyone is not afraid, then Zhao will die with the gentleman." Zhao Bichen said calmly.

After a half-day rest in Jinan Prefecture, the small team set off again and headed north. The simple carriage that I bought earlier was too slow, so Liu Yan sold it for a four-wheeled carriage made by a large provincial workshop with spring steel plate. The wagons with Zhenhe rubber wheels obviously belong to the foreign goods series, and they also have to lose this. The price is not expensive, so they picked up a big bargain.

When I was on the road, I was lucky enough to meet Governor Yuan’s eight-carriage sedan chair. The officer carried a wooden sign that said "Silent" to open the way. The eight-carriage green sedan chair followed Wu Bian with a red tasseled cap. The saber on the waist, the new German-made Mauser fast gun on the shoulder, the stainless steel barrel of Varan, the sharp bayonet, and the large Chinese gown and boots, have a strange feeling.

From Jinan Prefecture to Tianjin Wei, it’s all plains. There are Zhao Bichen traveling with them. They don’t have to worry about where they live and what they eat. It’s just that the farther north the atmosphere gets worse. It is said that Yuan Shikai severely cracked down on the Boxers, so the boxers in Shandong They are all going north, and at least hundreds of thousands of boxers are active throughout Zhili.

　　 The straight official road is flanked by wheat that is about to mature. A gust of wind blows through, and the wheat is rolling, and the wheat fields are empty and nobody is working. The male righteous boxing, the female red light, who is in charge of the crops in the field.

　　 In the early summer season, the weather in northern China is still very cool. There are only telegraph poles that have been cut down on the road, and there are no pedestrians. This ease and tranquility makes people feel peaceful and seems to transcend time and space.

Lei Meng and Zhao Bichen walked side by side in front. Zhang Wenbo and Guo Yuhang were behind the palace. Liu Yan was in charge of driving the carriage. Sophie was sitting in the carriage with the child in her arms. The curtain was raised. The two talked with each other. It is Chinese and French.

Liu Yanzhi has an excellent language talent and amazing memory. He can learn fluent English by watching Hollywood movies. There is an original French who communicates nearby. It is not a problem to learn French. At least now, there is no problem in daily conversation, and it is authentic Paris. Human accent.

　　We are getting closer and closer to Tianjin Guardian. Liu Yanzhi can smell gunpowder from the air. There are Chinese-style black powder, as well as picric acid and TNT used by Europeans. It seems that the war has begun.

　　 Outside Tianjin, they finally witnessed a modern war with their own eyes.

The two combatants were the Qing army and the Eight-Nation Allied Forces. They were fighting in a field battle. The Qing army crushed thousands of people, and the flags were very majestic. Their flagpoles were very long, the flags were colorful, and the generals recognized the flags. There are flags for commanding battles, and there are various variegated flags just for good-looking, which look like an Olympic Games entry style from a distance.

　　 The other side doesn't know which of the eight countries it is. It looks a bit like a modern army. There is no eye-catching flag. The military uniform is also khaki. There are sparse lines of skirmishers and a bayonet-mounted rifle.

The two armies started shooting at each other about a mile apart. The Qing army was very miscellaneous in clothing and weapons, but they were all imported quick guns. The gun smoke was not big. They used picric acid propellant instead of black powder. , But obviously lost to the coalition forces. From time to time, people were shot and fell to the ground. It was clear that their bright and eye-catching flags and livery pointed out targets for the enemy. This is the disparity of the times.

The traversing team witnessed this battle together with the vast number of people in Tianjin. What is amazing is that there are onlookers in the battle, and there are many people watching the excitement, more than the soldiers fighting. Obviously everyone does not care who wins. Just picture it lively.

There were only a few coalition soldiers, only one hundred or ten people in a row. They kept shooting for half an hour, and suddenly the boxer flag appeared behind the side. The momentum of this group of people was different when they fought. Before countless shirtless men charged with big swords , Defying fear of death, it is estimated that he drank Fushui before and believed in the myth of invulnerability, otherwise, where's the courage.

　　 The small coalition forces did not carry machine guns, and could not resist this death charge with rifles alone. They were instantly defeated and fled in a hurry.

　　 This partial battle seemed to be won by the Qing Dynasty, but the development of things was unexpected. I don't know why, the Qing army and the Boxer Rebellion went on again. The two sides shot at each other and they fought happily.

　　 It doesn’t make sense to look any further. The traversing group is heading westward under the leadership of Zhao Bichen. Tianjin City is at the center of the war. It is unwise to enter the city at this moment.

　　 was walking, Liu Yanzhi, who was driving the car, suddenly strangled the reins: "Call~~~"

　　 The horse pulling the cart stopped. He jumped out of the cart and walked into the bushes on the side of the road. Everyone thought he was a courtesy. Unexpectedly, Liu Yan pulled out a British Indian mercenary from the bushes.

　　 This soldier is surrounded by an Indian-style toe cap, wearing a khaki uniform, without a gun, and still has a leather bullet bag. His complexion is dark and panicked. There are gunshot wounds on his leg. The blood wets his pants and leggings.

"It's dead, the province is a scourge to the people of Beijing." Lei Meng said. Every Chinese is unforgettable about the notoriety of the Eight-Power Allied Forces. It was occupied for the first time and the people were slaughtered. This hatred is not remembered for a hundred years. Will forget.

　　 Liu Yan didn't take out his gun, it was not easy to replenish the bullets. Those who could use a knife didn't need a gun. He slowly drew the knife and ordered the Indian mercenary to kneel down in English.

　　 "Forgive me, I am also eating a meal." The Indian soldier had an authentic Shandong accent.

"Are you Chinese?" Liu Yan asked suspiciously. Upon closer inspection, the soldier was indeed an East Asian face, but it was darkened by the sun. With the addition of Indian Baotou and Western military uniforms, he thought he was an Indian mercenary in the British army. The mercenaries are genuine, but not from India, but from Shandong.

　　 "I am from Weihai, Shandong." The soldier pleaded, "There is still a 70-year-old mother and a three-year-old child in the family. They all count on me to eat. Kill me and they will be over."

　　 Liu Yan put the knife on the soldier’s neck: "You **** dog traitor, why do you want to sell your life to the British!"

　　 The soldier kowtows his head like garlic: "The officer is forgiving. Foreign Guiziguan pays a lot of military pay, eight taels of silver a month, which is more than planting a year. My family has more land and less land. There is no way to survive without food."

　　 Liu Yan said straightforwardly: "Bah, you have reason to help the foreign devils beat the Chinese. Today I must kill you."

　　 Lei Meng and others also shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, kill him, I hate traitors and traitors the most."

　　 Sophie hugged her child and hid in the car, preventing the young Catherine from seeing the **** scene.

　　 Zhao Bichen was expressionless, regardless of whether he asked.

　　 Liu Yan raised the knife straight, and the man stopped begging for mercy. Instead, he slaughtered his neck: "Kill! Anyway, it's death, I will return to the British in the next life!"

　　 "When you are a traitor, you still feel proud, right." Liu Yanzhi put down the knife instead, "I want to hear, why do you want to be a traitor so much, then you want to be a traitor?"

The man’s face was not afraid~www.wuxiaspot.com~, dragging his injured leg and sitting on the ground, talking freely: "I don’t know what traitors are. This Qing Dynasty was not originally a Han Chinese who was sitting in the throne. Manchu, this government is not the government of the common people, it is the government of the imperial court, the government of the lord of the people, and the government of the landlord’s owner. The family was hit by locusts the year before, and a grain of crops could not be harvested. The government not only did not provide relief, but also sent Officials like a wolf like a tiger levied grain. My father was killed by them in order to protect the seed grain for the coming year. My wife also jumped into the well. The landlord took away the two acres of Susukino in the family. If I had not eaten the British. Food, my mother and baby have to starve to death."

　　 Liu Yan said straightly: "That can't be a running dog for the British."

The humanity said: "What's wrong with the British! The British are righteous, the British speak the rules, and the British don't drink the blood of soldiers. They pay eight taels of silver every month. If you do what you say, you will not only give full military pay, but also new clothes every season. A meal of sorghum rice and pork is enough. I have never had a full meal in my entire life. Since I entered the gate of Huayong Camp, I have never been hungry for a meal. Such a master, I am willing to work hard for him."

　　 Liu Yan was speechless.

　　 "The country does not know that there are people, and the people do not know that there is a country." Zhao Bichen said from a distance.

　　 "What is your name? What kind of soldier did you serve in Huayong Camp?" Liu Yan asked directly, retracting the knife into its sheath.

　　 "My name is Liang Zhenbang, the second company corporal of Huayong Battalion." The Weihai mercenary replied proudly, pointing to the V-shaped rank mark on his arm.

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