Chapter 31: The sound of cannons a hundred and five years ago (Part 1)

Sishui City was completely in chaos.

As long as jackals see blood, whether it is someone else's or their own, it will only inspire their greater ferocity. A riot planned by the colonial authorities to hit Chinese communities has expanded to the point where even whites are helpless.

From Slobi Dao, tens of thousands of indigenous thugs who were dispersed in front of Zheng He's mosque ran around, igniting the shops, chasing the Chinese, and venting their beastly nature everywhere.

Xu Yifan did not expect the scale of the riot. He did not think that the foreign colonial authorities dared to launch such an action when the Qing Dynasty imperial envoy was still in Sishui. The foreign colonial authorities also did not expect that the young Chinese community took to the streets, which further aroused the indigenous confrontational psychology!

The indigenous thugs kept gathering and rushed to the west. There were the richest Chinese families living there, and plundering there could be the greatest benefit! They destroyed the past, and Sishui was already a hell on earth.

Xu Yifan gently picked up Li Xuan, the girl's body was soft and her chestnut hair was spread out, covering her pale and bloodless face. The bloody scholars were guarding around Xu Yifan, holding empty guns and cutting swords, and gasping for breath. Everyone's eyes were all looking around. This scene was the best tempering and retraining of these young scholars. Chinese people who helped the elderly and the young quickly treated the injured, and no one was willing to speak. They just looked at Xu Yifan with humiliating eyes. The deep shouts behind the eyes made every scholar's eye red.

Xu Yifan gently pushed Li Xuan's hair away and pressed her carotid artery. It was still beating faintly, but the wounds on the ribs were bleeding more and more. Du Juan bit his lips and stood behind him, secretly looking at Li Xuan's face. He didn't dare to speak.

A young man in ragged clothes suddenly crawled out of the crowd, with blood all over his face. He looked around in a hurry and tears suddenly burst out of his eyes. In a blink of an eye, he saw Li Xuan in Xu Yifan's arms and shouted, "Sister!" and ran over.

When he ran to the front, he noticed Xu Yifan. Li Xing's legs were weak and he knelt down: "Sir, save my sister, save us Chinese!"

This shrill shout immediately woke Xu Yifan up. His emotions just now were completely self-blame. Why didn't you expect such a scene to happen? Why would such a beautiful girl dying in his arms? He thought that his identity as an imperial envoy and two warships could temporarily stabilize the situation, but the reality is this!

What will his butterfly flapping wings bring to this world and this history?

Hearing Li Xing's voice, he was shocked. At this time, he didn't think much about it, he could only try his best to stabilize the situation and save more people.

In addition, this kind of scene should not happen again in his lifetime! Never!

If they make Chinese people bleed, they must repay them with blood! Since these things have happened, there is no need to regret it. They should still let the situation move according to their own will!

His mind calmed down, and countless thoughts came one after another until they were interlaced into clear lines. He looked up quickly and handed Li Xuan in his arms to Du Juan: "Hurry up and stop the bleeding for her, there is still a rescue!"

Du Juan pouted his lips and took Li Xuan over. He grabbed the handle of the dagger with three fingers with his right hand steadily and accurately, and pulled the dagger out in an instant. Li Xuan, who was leaning against her arms, groaned and twisted her body. Du Juan pressed her neck again and then calmed down. The blood from the wound was spurted out, and Du Juan had already pulled off the cloth strip, wrapped it around her shoulder with one hand, and tied it tightly. The technique was extremely skillful. Although the girl who grew up in the pile of horse thieves was shy in front of Xu Yifan, she had seen many bleeding and injuries!

Li Xing just stared at his girl blankly, and Xu Yifan pulled him up: "Where is the place where the Chinese live the most?"

Li Xing reacted: "To the west, to the west! All the big families are there, and there are many rubber cutting, and the families of the farming workers are there... Look, the pillar of fire is also rising from east to west!"

Xu Yifan threw him away: "To save the Chinese, we have to rely on everyone's strength!" Li Xing staggered and stood firm, watching Xu Yifan stand in front of him with a cold lips pursed.

This young Taoist imperial envoy was covered in blood and mud, and the front of the official uniform was broken. The surrounding soldiers looked at him, but Xuecheng was completely killed.

Can the Qing Dynasty find such an imperial commissioner who takes a slight risk and brings them to save their compatriots? Will he come to the Chinese community and regard their suffering as their own suffering?

The dangers and humiliations encountered by thousands of them were at the most desperate moment when Xu Yifan and his soldiers rushed out of a bloody road to rescue them!

Li Xing stood up straight: "Mr. Xu, what should you do with just one word? I, Li Xing, will follow you from now on! Only when the country is strong can we not suffer such humiliation again!"

Xu Yifan nodded slightly with a stern face, turned his head and shouted to the Chinese who had fallen all over the streets and survived the disaster: "Fathers, now we can only save ourselves! What are the foreigners' thoughts and what the natives are? After this, everyone can clearly see! Now, except for those who take care of the wounded, you will take them to the dock! We have two military ships there! The warships of the motherland will protect you! The other brave men follow me to the west and save as many people as they can. For those thugs, there are only six words! Blood is for blood, life is for life!"

The sound of response sounded like a tide, spreading through the sky. Even the gentlest Chinese young man saw that his compatriots and the girls he liked had been treated like this, turned into beasts. He picked up the bricks and tiles on the ground and stood spontaneously in front of Xu Yifan. Some people protected the wounded and carried them to the southeastern port of Tanjung Perak. The indigenous thugs brigade went west, and this road was safer. But even the wounded were holding a stone in his hand. When they met the thugs, they would bite off a piece of meat on their bodies!

Xu Yifan turned around suddenly: "Looking west!" The students guarded him and followed him forward in big strides. In the end, Xu Yifan simply jogged. The students did not let him rush in front and all surrounded him. Behind were the blood-stained Chinese young men on the brigade, surging forward with Xu Yifan.

Seeing Xu Yifan get into his carriage, Du Juan followed with difficulty, holding Li Xuan, who was half a head taller than him. Xu Yifan watched her lower Li Xuan in the carriage. His eyes softened slightly, and the gun-carriage soldiers stood in the carriage and quickly let out an empty seat. He also kicked the bullet shells full of the carriage away. The reason was that the injured girl looked too holy and inviolable.

Zhang Yu also jumped onto the carriage. There were so many people, but he was spotless, as if he had never touched his hands. He quietly inserted the six-wheeled hand cannon into his waist, took the reins and shook them hard, and pulled the reins. Purely pulling the chewing rings with his hands, the four strong horses in the front and back neighed and almost turned around in the same place. Then he shook the reins hard, and the carriage rushed forward. The people below let go and gasped and followed the way west.

Xu Yifan's face was as iron as iron, and his cheeks were biting tightly, and he wanted to save the Chinese in this city!

At the port of Tanjung Perak, the three sampans that dozens of sailors were riding on the dock, and the sailors couldn't wait to jump up. Suddenly, they formed a circle around Chu Wanli. Dozens of Mauser 88 rifles were holding, and almost touching the gun with the weapons of the foreign soldiers. The foreign soldiers and the police were already robbed by Chu Wanli and the dozens of people. God knows how these not-tall yellow people came to the crowd!

In addition to these dozens of fully armed sailors with their eyebrows raised their eyebrows, the circle they surrounded unconsciously dispersed a little more. But they still held guns and stared at them tightly.

The natives at the pier quietly slipped away. Only these guns confronted the pier.

The sea water is still clear and the sun is still clear. But the smell of gunpowder in the air is so strong. It seems that a little noise will be a melee!

Chu Wanli was limp and sat on the ground, gasping for breath. If it weren't for the support of the imperial envoy flag in his hand, he would probably have collapsed on the ground. Just now, he and his brothers had already squeezed out the last part of their energy from their flesh and blood. He doubted his lazy nature, how could he be so desperate. He braved the butt stones and rushed out of such a way with a tall and strong man who was several times more than his own!

But this feeling is really good.

A navy officer, the little martial arts officer, held him with his big hand, and Chu Wanli looked up and looked at it. It was the face of his compatriots. At this moment, there was nothing more at ease than this.

"Good brother, good man! Come on, get on the boat with us! If the foreigners dare to move around, our cannons are not vegetarians!"

Chu Wanli stood up hard without looking at the foreign soldiers who were nervous and blushed. He swallowed hard and spitted. His throat was still as dry as if he was pulled by a knife: "I still want to stay here for our Lord Xu... Lord Xu said he was coming!"

The little military officer saluted with a solemn and flat chest: "Then let's stay here too! Let's see if the foreign devils dare to blow up the thorns!"

Chu Wanli smiled, and the little military officer asked again: "Is it in the city..."

Chu Wanli pointed at Yan Zhu: "We are all burning our Chinese houses, and they are also killed... Lord Xu went to save people..."

The little military officer pressed the sword on his waist tightly and turned to look at the two military ships. The sailors on the military ships had already been in their battle positions. The chimney was emitting a tight smoke, and his face twisted: "Fuck it! Fortunately, there is such a Lord Xu in the Qing Dynasty!"

There was a wooden hall in the Li family in Sishui, and at this time, it was already panicked. There were crying sounds everywhere, and there were figures running around everywhere. But I didn’t know where to hide.

The gates of the house were closed tightly. Several sons of the Li family were wearing short shirts and sweating profusely instructed their colleagues to arrive at the door. The tall tower in the house was already crowded with people, all looking east with panic on their faces. Seeing the flames of smoke pillars and screaming, they heard the sound of screams and came here ominously.

Li Daxiong was also on the tower. He clenched his fists and stood there without moving. Are the Chinese destined to suffer such a fate in Java? No matter how they fight or work hard, it will be just such an end?

In the fields, in the jungle forests, and in the tobacco forests, there were Chinese people fleeing everywhere. They carried packages of all sizes, supported the elderly and the young, and ran towards them with disheveled hair. It seemed that the Li family's deep courtyard and thick courtyard walls were their last shelter.

Li Yuanfu, the old patriarch Li sat behind Li Daxiong. The chair he often used had been moved to the tower. The old man's face turned pale and his old face was almost twisted into a ball.

"...I knew that we Chinese cannot stand out, and we will be rewarded as soon as we stand out. Let's make a fuss, let's make a fuss... At this time, who will still care about us? We have long been disappointed!"

Listening to Li Yuanfu's words, Li Daxiong could only close his eyes in pain. He thought that after so many years, the foreigners had already recovered enough and plundered enough. It was time to talk about civilized things on the storefront. Isn't it this freedom and human rights? All of them were all hypocritical. This time, the imperial envoy of the Qing Dynasty arrived, and the foreigners had to be entertained with kindness. Those young people thought it was an opportunity. If at this time, according to the foreigners' protests and peaceful protests, and make the overall voice of the Chinese, would it be possible to open a door to change the status of the Chinese?

If this goal can be achieved, even if the voice of the unrequited love can be heard peacefully by foreigners, then as the organizer and supporter behind the scenes, perhaps his status in the family can be improved a little, right?

But what I didn’t expect was that when dealing with the Chinese in Southeast Asia, they were smart, hardworking and persisting in their own culture. No matter what beautiful slogans they called, their attitude towards the Chinese never changed!

Without the laissez-faire authorities, could these indigenous people cause such a commotion?

Could it be that the Chinese really won’t have a chance to stand out? At this time, we can only wait for their riots and massacres? And no one will come to save them?

He held the crucifixion cross hanging on his neck, pulled it off with force, and threw it out from a distance.

The fleeing people had already rushed to the door of the Li family and pounded the doors everywhere. Li Daren blocked the door behind the door and was still hoarsely directing his subordinates to send more stones and wood.

Li Daxiong slapped the pillar of the building with great force and shouted loudly to the bottom: "Let them in! You bastard! We are going to die, we will die together!"

In a hurry, Li Daren heard the voice of his younger brother who looked down upon the most and married a foreign woman. He looked up in confusion and wanted to scold him.

Mr. Li jumped up as he was not as good as his age, raised his crutch and pointed at Li Daren: "Why did I give birth to such a son? Open the door! I will die in the same place!"

The old man shouted and immediately the people below began to move stones, wood, and things that were against the door. Before they could finish moving, the door was blown away with a loud bang, and the people rushed in. Now it was not only them who cried, but even the people from the Li family in the entire courtyard started to cry.

There have been no major riots in recent years, and there have been constant small conflicts. All Chinese people know how cruel these natives are to the Chinese! Li Yuanfu got upset and saw Li Daxiong, who was so painful that he hit his head against the pillar. He snorted: "Go down, I want to take a shower and change my clothes."

Li Daxiong stared at the old man with wide eyes.

The old man was already crying, but he still held back majesticly: "Who wants to die and cannot meet his ancestors cleanly? I see that you believe in foreign religions so much that you even forgot the rules of the ancestors! I have endured it all my life, and in the end, whoever wants my life, I will give him a snail!"

Li Daxiong supported the old man and couldn't speak. The old man didn't move, just looking north: "I can't go back... I was dead, but I thought that my roots were there... Nobita, if the Li family still has seedlings, don't forget today!"

When Li Daxiong looked out, his eyes were blurred, but he just grabbed Li Yuanfu's arm. Li Yuanfu was about to walk down with a cold face. Suddenly, a crisp gunshot floated from a distance, followed by another one. Everyone was stunned. The Dutch ruled in Java, and no indigenous Chinese were allowed to hold guns. If they caught it, they would be hanged. The gunshots were heard. Could it be that the Dutch felt that they had made enough trouble and began to shoot and suppress and maintain order?

Everyone's eyes were casting towards the place where gunfire came from east. Only waves of indigenous people were seen flowing through the rice fields, screaming from east to west, rushing towards this place where the Chinese rich people lived. The gunfire seemed to have never sounded.

The crying sounded again, and suddenly a young man from the Li family jumped in the building with his feet: "Look! Look!"

As I looked around, I saw the indigenous thugs on the dirt road in the east suddenly jumped into the rice fields on both sides, crying and shouting at my parents, rolling and crawling, for fear of running slower.

A carriage, a carriage with the flag of the Qing Dynasty consulate in Sishui, rushed out of the crowd of thugs like flying!

The carriage had been lifted up, and seven or eight scholars in military uniforms stood. The ones who drove the car were also students shaking the reins desperately. Each scholar had a gun in his hand, either long or short. He was firing all the best! Wherever the gunshots passed, the native thugs walked away, and the knife and stick in his hands were thrown all over the floor. Among the piles of thugs with at least over ten thousand, the carriage seemed so small, but so unstoppable!

There was a young and heroic officer standing at the front of the car. The guns and bullets in his hand were already fired, and he was still holding a flag with the character Xu. He was flying in the wind. He used all his life to shout at the desolate Chinese people: "Mr. Xu sent us to protect overseas Chinese! Come and protect overseas Chinese! The elders, pick up the guys in their hands and have sex with these guys!"

The carriage ran too fast, and the dirt road was bumpy. When passing a big rock, it suddenly overturned. The horse fell down with a long neigh, and the carriage hit the ground, and the wooden boards scattered. The Chinese people screamed, but the thugs were cheering! Their arrogance suddenly increased and they rushed over in a black way.

Li Daxiong stood on the top of the tower and almost clenched his fists and bleeding. Everyone's hearts were hanging there, and the thug who was closest to was approaching the overturned carriage with a bald sword. He saw the young officer holding the flag jumping up with blood on his face, waved the butt stock with one hand, and knocked on the head of the thug who rushed in the front. With a slap, the butt stock was broken, and the head of the thug had been completely smashed open!

More students limped from behind him, and those with bullets shot, while those without bullets used bayonets and butts to protect the young officer, step by step, rushed towards the west. The Xu Jieqiu still did not fall!

Li Daxiong turned his head and shouted at his father, his voice distorted as if it was no longer his own: "It's Lord Xu's guard, Lord Xu's guard! Lord Xu is here to protect the overseas Chinese!"

Li Yuanfu, who had always been hard, was crying at this time.

Some of the Chinese who were still running for life just now had picked up stones and threw them at the thugs, desperately responding to the small team. But the thugs also had red eyes. This is the entire Sishui, Java, and even the entire Nanyang, and the richest areas where people live. As long as they plunder and massacre this place, nothing is worth it!

They were not scared away by gunfire in Zhenghe Mosque, and they were still surging forward desperately. The Chinese people who could not escape had already started fighting with them, and some rushed towards the group of students.

The crowd was sweeping violently, and it was about to flood this small team!

Lieutenant Colonel Detten, with dozens of fully armed foreign soldiers drawn from the Governor's Guard, rushed to Slobi Da Avenue panting. The ground was already covered with mess, and some thugs' bodies were still hanging there, curled up their feet and legs and flowed with fishy black blood. The smoke and flames had risen for a long time, and the dust was floating down, and the hot and stinking smell on the empty streets were scented.

Except here, it seems that there is chaos everywhere.

This riot has completely lost control!

Detten held the pistol and squinted his eyes and looked around. Governor Chuck gave him the order to collect light infantry and police scattered everywhere, and quickly maintain order and restore the Dutch rule here!

But the whole city turned into a hellish scene. The Slobi Da Avenue, which had just sounded gunshots, was left with only corpses. The light infantry and police were scattered everywhere to protect public property. Now there is no ghost. God knows whether there are indigenous policemen following the chaos to rob. Where does this start to maintain order?

After all, the lieutenant colonel is a white man with a good education and a certain ability to think. He patted his forehead and thought, those indigenous monkeys must be concentrating westward now and robbing those wealthy families!

He quietly turned over and waved his white gloves to the west. The foreign soldiers who had already choked the fireworks and couldn't breathe, had to accept his fate and follow him across the rubble and wreckage on the ground and run west.

As he galloped, Detten's mind was still turning. Who did the gunshots here just now? If the native monkey had a gun in his hand... God, I don't know how much the riot would be!

In the west of Sishui City, more and more thugs rushed over. These thin black guys were so excited that they screamed and rushed towards the continuous houses everywhere in the west of the city.

There are wooden halls in the Li family, Xinyi Hall in the Zheng family, and Tiantang in the Huang family...... Which family is not rich enough to rival a country, but they are the objects of their envy all day long! There are people who fleeing Chinese people fighting with them everywhere, but they are shouted by the roar of the small team just now. These Chinese people seem to have become angry lions. Some people protect them! Some people announce that they want to protect overseas Chinese and fight for their lives!

Many people have never heard of who Mr. Xu is. They just work diligently all day long. But at this time, Mr. Xu became the hope for everyone to resist!

There were fierce fighting everywhere, men used sticks, stones, women used hairpins, and teeth, and were entangled with these indigenous thugs. The small team led by Li Yunzong was the center of the fight.

Their bayonets were bent, the buttstock was broken, and there were so many injuries on their bodies. I don’t know how many hands were stretched out to grab the Xu Jie Banner. The men carefully selected by Xu Yifan roared like thunder, gritting their teeth and fighting to the death regardless of their disregard. Everyone remembered what Xu Yifan said before leaving: "I will come to support you! For the sake of the Chinese people, I have to sacrifice my life! If you want to strengthen the country, the army and the strong race, start from today!"

Li Yunzong's eyes were already bloody when he looked out, and he was exhausted from fighting. Seven or eight men were back to his back, squeezing out the last bit of strength to fight with each other. The natives were also afraid of these lions and waited for others to rush forward. He knew that he was screaming with a strange sound when he waved the Balang sword.

In the team, a student soldier suddenly became weak and Li Yunzong pulled him up. With such a vacancy, two balang knives slashed Li Yunzong's back. He took a step forward with force, unloading part of his strength, and only dragged out two long bloody mouths. But he couldn't stand firm and half-kneeled. The student soldier next to him who was supported by him roared and blocked him, and was stabbed into his arm with a knife. Li Yunzong roared, jumped up and waved the Jieqi and swung a big circle. The head of the halberd in front of Jieqi cut open the choking of a thug, covered his throat and flipped his blood bubbles and lay down.

Li Yunzong looked back and saw that all his brothers were already scarred, but he was still staring at the thugs. The scars that many people were carrying should have been lying down long ago!
Chapter completed!