Chapter 22: Men should kill people

Heavy steps and intermittent breathing.

A group of workers, supporting several weak technicians, ran wildly towards the Datong River. The road was rugged and there were hills around. Everyone's clothes were hanged in the grass and shrubs, but no one dared to stop.

They are a team to survey a gold mine on the north bank of the Datong River. The technicians are teachers and students recruited from the affiliated school of the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau, and most of the workers are recruited from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. They are all rare talents with some culture. These days, they are sleeping in the open air on the north bank of the Datong River, and searching for mineral seedlings. Although they are hard, they all work happily. Zhan Tianyou is not a good politician, but he is definitely a good construction leader. He gives his subordinates the greatest respect and care, and he takes care of all aspects very thoughtful and sets an example everywhere. His dream of comprehensive industrialization also touched these people who are thousands of miles away from their hometowns. He is willing to do some career under his command.

You should know that the lifeless and powerful Westernization pattern in China is really in the sky and the earth compared to the relaxation of mind and body in North Korea, where everyone is working hard in one direction.

In North Korea for several months, it can be said that everyone was happy and devoted to work. Xu Yifan was shocking the entire Ping'an Road with thousands of guns. He did some industrial construction work. How could the local government in the North Korean government dare to show their authority and restrain themselves like those domestic governments? With sufficient material and funding, they could hire a large number of North Korean civilians to help them provide logistics support and transport equipment and materials. Those North Koreans also seemed to be frustrated and silent in front of the technical team of Shangguo. After all, the North Koreans on Ping'an Road knew that the force behind them was stronger than the force of North Korea.

They never thought that there would be such a day!

Everything that happened last night was a bloody nightmare.

In the camps in the mountains, they heard a whistling sound from outside the mountain. Looking down from the top of the mountain, they saw that the villages walking on both sides of the Datong River were originally silent in the darkness. Gradually, a village lit a torch, and a long winding dragon composed of torches ran towards the next village. On the earth in the night, villages gradually lit up, until the two sides of the Datong River were illuminated!

The technicians who led the team immediately ordered to remain vigilant all night, and then sent people to rush to the base on the south bank of the Datong River overnight to contact the base and ask what happened. These technicians and workers never thought of this scene, which represented what happened, nor did they think of being alert to the Korean men around them who had always acted gentle and obedient!

Time slowly went from the first half of the night to the second half of the night. The worried technicians and workers did not notice that a Korean man sneaked down the mountain. When it was almost dawn, a large group of Korean mobs waving various farm tools, weapons, and red cloth strips on their heads rushed into their camp from another mountain road!

At that moment, the people who suffered disaster clearly saw that there was a twisted bloodthirsty madness on those flat faces that were expressionless and numb in the past!

Many people were suddenly flooded with violent crowds in the north, and swords and guns were used to fight, afraid that even the complete corpse could not be found. The remaining people shouted, panickingly resisting while fleeing south. At this time, only the army composed of their own compatriots could protect them!

I don’t know who shouted in panic: “Go on the mountain road, walk on the mountain road!” This roar saved most people’s lives. They stumbled and ran away along the mountain road. If they left the mountain at this time, they would probably encounter more mobs!

A small team of dozens of people ran along the mountain road for unknown periods, and hundreds of yelling mobs followed closely behind. People kept falling behind and then being cruelly killed. The remaining people had only one thought: "Run! Run! Even if you die, you must die with your own compatriots!"

The mountain road has reached its end, and people panting up the small flat ground between the mountains and rivers. The road under their feet has changed from a dirt road to a flat ground covered with pebbles. Looking up, there is Datong River, which is rising in summer.

The sky has always been gloomy, and the Datong River seems to have become irritable, and the river water slapped the river bank and splashed the waves. It turns out that the river that I have used to seeing has also changed its appearance!

From time to time, corpses floated down the river. They were already swollen, and it was impossible to tell whether they were the people of the Chaos or the Qings. This exhausted escape team only noticed the vague sound of shouting and shouting from behind, and they were getting closer and closer. They just changed from a simple Chaos to neat Chinese: "Kill the Qings! Kill the Qings!"

The river is wide, but it is difficult to get a reed. People stumbled into the river, watching the south bank almost lose all their strength. A young technician with glasses running away, the bottom of the long gown was torn to pieces, and the childishness of the school students on his face. He still refused to give up and shouted loudly to the people who were in trouble: "Look for wood! We must float over as well! We can't die here!"

His roar made the limp people feel refreshed, and they struggled to get up from the river. At this time, they faintly heard violent clamors on the other side. They stood there, staring blankly at the mountain pass opposite, and saw a large group of guys with red cloth strips on their heads and holding wooden forks and kitchen knives and sticks suddenly emerged from inside!

The first people who came out were mostly covered with traditional Korean white clothes, covered with blood. Behind them, they could only see various weapons raised. On the other side of the river bank, more and more people were coming out, becoming denser. I don’t know how many, but I can only see them rushing towards the river bank, almost standing in full view!

Seeing the Qing people dragging their braids on the other side of the river, the mobs roared even louder and rushed into the river one by one. They rushed until half of their bodies were soaked in the water before they stopped. The whole scene was like a bloodthirsty carnival!

The young technician slowly turned around, and the mountain pass where they escaped began to rush out sporadically. He wanted to hold his glasses, but he touched the air. He smiled bitterly and said softly to the people around him: "Beloved the west, we can't go home..." As he said that, he had already knelt down, kowtowed three times to the west, then gritted his teeth and stood up, touching the stones on the ground: "Even if I die, I will still have to pull a cushion. Drag him to jump into the river together. The river water will rush us to the sea. If the Dragon Prince blesses, our bodies can still return home!"

The exhausted people around him stood up straight and silently grabbed stones on the ground. Opposite the mountain pass, more and more mobs were rushing out, but across the river, more mobs were shaking flags and shouting. The cheers from both sides formed a place, almost disturbing the gloomy sky above his head!

The dark clouds rolled, and the heavy rain suddenly poured down. The rain curtain was like a flash, covering everything in the world, and the mist on the river surface was aroused, and it was even more solemn. All the people who fled leaned tightly together, watching the mob approaching opposite, waiting for the last moment to arrive, everyone straightened their bodies and wanted to leave their last dignity in front of these sticks.

A crisp sound seemed to come from a very distant place, and it was soon drowned in the sound of rain and the shouts of killing. No one noticed it. After a moment of pause, there was a neat row of crackling sounds!

The mobs on the opposite side stopped in confusion, and even the messy weapons in their hands danced straight. The technicians and workers seemed to be undecided and just stared at them.

On the south bank of the Datong River, gunshots were already heard in a blink of an eye. At the same time as the gunshots were heard, there was a sound of military boots hitting the earth, overwhelming the river water and over the sound of heavy rain, as if the whole earth was trembling at the same time!

One person turned around, then another one, until all the unyielding small teams turned around.

At this time, the screams on the north bank of the Datong River rang out in a loud voice!

In the rain, the mobs on the other side of the river were turbulent and pushing, and they were completely in chaos. Crying loudly, more and more people were squeezed into the river. Behind the team, rows of hoe sticks that were raised high fell down layer by layer, and the gunshots were connected, and they could not be separated. Later, these mobs were shouting and approaching the river. In the roaring river, people were floating!

In the rain, an army of yellow uniforms advanced silently like a wall. The officers walked in front, and the Western command knife always pointed in front. Military boots were neatly knocking on the ground, and the rain flowed down their large-brimmed hats. Under the brim of the patent leather hats were young and tough faces, with deep contours that the North Koreans did not have.

It's our army!

Rows of rifles were held up, and with each wave of the officers, they shot neatly. White smoke rose from the queue in rows and mixed with heavy rain. Under dense bullets, the heads floating in the river sank one by one. Blood continued to emerge, and there was no trace of them when the river water rolled out. Bullets hit the river water densely more than raindrops. All the river was floating, and only howling and screaming were left!

The technician softened his body, knelt in the water, and then jumped up again, regardless of the bullets whistling in their ears, clenched his fists and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Fight! Fight! Avenge us!"

The south bank of the Datong River is already a scene of hell on earth. On the banks of the river, there are corpses everywhere, and military boots are stomping on it, and blood is splashed. The heads of the river are constantly being sunk. The first row of soldiers have stepped into the water and are still insisting on firing. The mobs really couldn't stand such massacre and struggled to climb out of the river. The officers' commands with bayonets suddenly passed from the other end of the queue to the other end of the queue.

With a brush, a dazzling bayonet rose up, forming a jungle of bayonets on the river bank. The rain hit the jungle pointed by the bayonet formed by the bayonet, and it was doubled.

A mob struggled out of the river with water and walked to an officer. The killing just now had already made him lose his soul and he had no strength at all. He just stared at the officer in front of him who was half a head taller than him. The officer smiled coldly, and the command knife in his hand penetrated into his chest, and kicked his body into the water with another kick.

"Punish forward!"

Mobs got up from the river and were stabbed one by one. Some soldiers began to vomit, but still did not stop the stabbing. They swept all the way to the south bank of the Datong River and saw too many corpses of Chinese tortured!

No one has any mercy towards these mobs.

It doesn’t matter whether it is right or wrong. The force of each nation certainly defends the interests of its own nation, especially in the late 19th century, an era of jungle law that was unprecedented in human history.

The one-sided killing on the south bank of the Datong River has already shocked the mobs on the north bank. I don’t know who it was, but first threw the messy weapons in my hands, turned around and ran away. I fell a few times in the heavy rain and mud. When I got up, the sound in my mouth had turned into unconscious crying. The actions of several people woke up the already scared crowd. The hoes and sticks were immediately thrown all over the ground, and everyone ran away in the heavy rain like an avalanche, with different directions. They completely scared the ruthless killing on the other side to lose their minds!

The technician chased north from the river a few steps and shouted: "Remember it! This killing will make you remember for a hundred years!"

The heavy rain was pouring, and the shout echoed across the Datong River.

On the north shore, the army's bayonets are like mountains.

Men, be a murderer.

Outside the city of Qingzhou County, blood and rain had been mixed together, turning the ground into a scarlet quagmire. The heavy rainstorm was grounded and it seemed that it could not bear to witness the bloody massacre that had just happened.

As a county town sixty miles southwest of Pyongyang, it is only more than 40 miles away from the Imperial Guard camp. Since last night, tens of thousands of mobs have concentrated one after another, preparing to attack the county town, but they were attacked by the Second Mark of the Left Alliance of the Imperial Guards. The troops of several battalions were gathering here. The final result was of course the unquestionable one-sided massacre.

The Cao of Qingzhou County wearing a gauze hat was pale and struggling in the bloody mud pool. Every soldier in military uniform passed by, and he and his followers quickly nodded and bowed. However, the soldiers ignored him and passed by these North Korean officials in silence.

These silent soldiers could not help but make them feel scared. Tens of thousands of people were filled with the sight of the county magistrate who was at the city at that time, but the result now was the Shura hell in front of them!

The bodies were carried and pulled, and many people were beaten into hornets' nests. Under the rain, there was no blood on their bodies, only black wounds, and they were thrown onto higher and higher piles of corpses. Countless mobs who put down their weapons were watching with guns and digging pits with their hands. Because of fear, they were all working hard, and the pits became bigger and bigger, but because of the heavy rain, the large pits dug out had turned into a large pool, but the water was not only the color of yellow mud, but also the color of blood.

It took me a long time before the county cavalry walked to the vicinity of a senior officer. The senior officer stood straight in the rainstorm surrounded by soldiers. He was wearing white gloves on his hands, without any blood stains. He looked so dazzling in the gloomy red and rainy weather.

County Cao naturally didn't know that this officer was Chen Jinping, the second bidder of the Imperial Guards. The first lieutenant of the steward on the ship of Deng Shichang and Zhiyuan.

Chen Jinping looked down at the row of corpses that were no longer human-shaped. The battalion officer beside him whispered: "These are the ambassadors urging food and pay and his entourage......... One person was tied to a horse and dragged to death..."

Chen Jinping snorted: "I buried it well, thirty people...... I asked 300 prisoners to hang them, and hang them on their graves. Hang them for three days. If you have a life of no death, let them get out!"

The camp officials around him saluted, but the county cavalry, who knew Chinese, broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly greeted him: "Sir..."

Chen Jinping didn't look at him, but just looked at another battalion official. The battalion official set up a report: "Sir, the armed reconnaissance team has set out in the rain, chasing the whereabouts of the fleeing mobs. As long as they find the place where they assemble, we will set off immediately!"

Chen Jinping waved his hand and snorted again: "These mobs are under the city, and there are actually organizations rushing to our square formation... Lord Xu's order must find their command organization and check what is inciting behind the scenes. They are caught and hanged until they are hung!"

"Yes!" the battalion official stood up and saluted.

At this time, Chen Jinping seemed to have noticed the county cavalry beside him who bent over and almost bent into the mud and water: "What's the matter?"

The county chief dared not raise his head: "I thank you Lord Shangguo for helping you for helping you... Lord Shangguo and your brothers have worked hard. Lord Shangguo has prepared a banquet in the county town, so please invite Lord Shangguo to enjoy the glory..."

Chen Jinping smiled coldly, slowly took off the gloves from his hand, held them in his hand, and randomly knocked on the wings of his gauze hat: "Well, we're drunk, let's do it again? Just like the dozens of envoys and entourages of the Shangguo country lying here? Why is there no signs in advance and no notification from your North Korean local officials? Hum?"

The last sound was extremely fierce, and the county Cao's legs were weak and he sat in the mud. He didn't know what to say in a crying voice.

Chen Jinping slapped his hat off: "We will start military control here! Go home honestly! We will negotiate with Seoul for the follow-up matters!"

Before the county cavalry could answer, an officer suddenly shouted in the distance: "Sir! The body of the guy who was commanding the resistance under the city has been found!"

Chen Jinping was shocked and ignored the county cavalry again. He ran over in the heavy rain. The entourage behind him also followed him with a sensation. When he walked to the little officer who found the corpse, he saw several corpses lying in the mud and water, one of which was short and firm to the bottom. Everyone was beaten like a hornet's nest. Under the short corpse, a corner of the flag was revealed. Chen Jinping signaled slightly, and the followers kicked the corpses over. One person pulled out the flag and presented it to Chen Jinping with both hands.

It was just a very simple local banner with three big words Dong Xuedao written in cinnabar on it. The rain was already blurred as soon as it was leaked. Chen Jinping threw the banner down contemptuously and kicked the corpse.

The corpse was lying in the blood mud, his mouth was slightly open, revealing a yellowed gold tooth. His face was full of a messy beard. Chen Jinping suddenly sighed and looked down at it carefully. The adjutant of the specimen department beside him was from the Beiyang Navy like him. He said hesitantly: "Sir, this is a bit like..."

"What's the point?" Chen Jinping didn't look back and squatted down and looked at the corpse carefully.

"A few years ago, we arrived in Nagasaki, and didn't there always be a few people guarding the dock and looking at our ships for a few days? We were all wearing kimonos, and we sailors went out on the streets, and some of them followed us. This guy seemed to be one of them!"

Chen Jinping stood up and said coldly: "Little Japan!"

Before they set off, the adults kept reminding them to focus on observing and searching for clues behind this sudden change. Unexpectedly, it was as the adults said at the beginning!

He loudly deployed a messenger in the rain: "Send all the troops and increase the scope of force sweep! You can always find out where those guys are hiding! Send people to repay the Lord! Say there are traces of Japanese ronin here!"

As soon as the sky brightened, then there was thunder.

The heavy rain became more and more violent, and the rain was covered in fog within sight.

Killing, when the riot first broke out, came like thunder in every place. The river water stained with blood in the Datong River and the piles of corpses under the city of Qingzhou County were only concentrated and reflected one or two. Such a scene was staged throughout the Ping'an Road. The Imperial Guards dispatched six or seven thousand troops, scattered into detachments, and advanced towards each riot, and swept forward. Those who stood in front of the road were ruthlessly killed. Often, after the rifle was fired, followed by bayonets.

The resistance of these people who were under the banner of the Dongxue Party was weak. Although some Koreans fought to the death, their strength was far worse. The new sword of the Imperial Guards began to be tempered for the first time in the blood and fires spread across the Datong River. The abuse and massacre of Chinese people from all over the country were also stabbed out by the bayonet without any hesitation. Born in the soil full of hatred of foreign races, they can inspire the national consciousness as a whole. These are things that will naturally develop.

This is also what Xu Yifan wants most in this riot.

The mobs were still struggling desperately. Although many people had put down their weapons, scattered and became the people again. However, there were still many mobs standing under the banner of Dongxuedao and desperately dodged the start of the Imperial Guards, and were driven to gather gradually.

In the violent trend, a horse was flying and desperately rushed towards Seoul. The hundreds of thousands of mobs who were chased and massacred were just part of a carefully arranged overall situation. The main force of the Imperial Guards dispatched and began to suppress it. The situation in the north of North Korea seemed to have been successful!

Life is never the least important thing in the game between countries. What's more, it's just a small country sandwiched between two major forces?

The situation is still moving down like fire, and North Korea's three thousand miles of rivers and mountains are about to shake!

The blood in front of me is just an introduction.
Chapter completed!