Chapter 32: The sound of cannons a hundred and five years ago (Central)

Xu Yifan is now running towards the most violent vortex in the west.

The special carriage for the imperial commissioner borrowed from the consulate was undulating on the bumpy road and was almost falling apart.

All the way, there were flames, ruins, and rubble. After the mob's power was released, the destructive power was extremely powerful!

The students on the car were all holding the edge of the carriage, trying their best to stabilize their bodies, and checking the bullets. The bullets they transported from Zhiyuan were only about a thousand rounds, and each shot was divided into ten rows. Just now, more than half of the battle at Zheng He's mosque were still fighting. The students with guns adjusted the bullets themselves, and their faces were tightened and just looking at Xu Yifan standing in front of the shaft.

Behind the car were some of the strongest Chinese young men, with the number of about a thousand. They were all panting and following Xu Yifan's straight backs. Everyone had a balancing knife or wooden stick snatched from the thugs. One of them could not run, so the people around them quickly held them.

This kind of tempering and re-training was not only the students under Xu Yifan’s commandments!

Zhang Yu stood beside Xu Yifan, shaking the reins hard. The butler's skill in driving the carriage was also extremely skillful. No matter how difficult the road was, the horse's chewing ring was loose and shaking, and he could go around without decreasing speed!

Only Du Juan squatted in the carriage, biting his lips to take care of Li Xuan. The soldiers spontaneously surrounded them, protecting the two girls. Du Juan looked at Li Xuan, and then looked at his master again, all his thoughts were tied to Xu Yifan. Li Xuan's soft body rose and fell with the shaking of the carriage, and the wounds wrapped around his ribs were no longer enlarged, as if the blood had stopped, but he had not woken up.

Xu Yifan didn't look back at the sight of him, but just frowned and looked at the front and around.

There were Chinese crying along the way, some were already corpses, some were covered in blood, and they seemed to have lost their minds, trying to find a safe place. Behind the rising fireworks, I don’t know how many of the same tragedies were there! There were not many thugs left on the street, and the brigade was rushing west. Seeing Xu Yifan and others coming here with murderous aura, they first dazed, then pulled their feet away like rats. Those who couldn’t run away were knocked down on the spot, and the sticks and balancing swords in the hands of the Chinese youth were born. These Chinese youths who escaped from the riots in front of the Zhenghe Mosque have never been blood-devoured like this!

Blood is for blood, life is for life!

On the street, neither a foreign soldier nor a policeman could see it. It seemed that they had faithfully implemented the orders of the Dutch colonial authorities in front of them and did not interfere in the riot against the Chinese. The situation was so chaotic that the new orders from the Governor's Office could not be transmitted to them. We waited for these forces that should have maintained public order to take action, but we didn't know when it would be.

Looking further away, I could see the black mob heads. The carriage ran forward for a while and had already left the city area and turned on the dirt road to the west of the city. Wherever I saw, it seemed that the entire Sishui native thugs were gathering here!

These thugs were running around and rushed towards the big houses everywhere. But unlike Sishui City, every Chinese here was fighting and fighting! There were crowds everywhere fighting, fighting and fighting desperately. The rice fields were trampled in a mess, and some rubber forests were already on fire. Especially on the main road towards the Li family in Youmutang, there were more thugs gathered. They used their local language to shout and kill, and the noise was extremely chaotic.

Xu Yifan looked forward and saw that his flag was floating and flashing above the head, and he could see it for a while, and he could not see it for a while.

Li Yunzong and the others were surrounded, but they were still fighting! The gunshots were no longer heard, and it seemed that they had all their bullets. The thugs here were not only crowded, but also fierce and stubborn, and they could not even shock them with guns! Can such an equally small team, with only a hundred bullets, clean up the chaos here?

This thought flashed in a flash. Xu Yifan patted Zhang Yu's shoulder. He quickly accelerated his speed knowingly. The students raised their guns in a blink of an eye. Looking back, the students and young Chinese people were following behind. Some were running and vomiting blood, but their expressions were still firm and just looking at him.

Xu Yifan pointed in front of one hand: "Shoot! Shoot out a way! The only one who can save us is yourself!"

The gunshots of the slap sounded suddenly, and the thugs who were still rushing forward at the end were knocked down a few times. But the whole scene was so chaotic that the thugs were full of the wealth of the Chinese family at their fingertips. Who noticed the small team coming behind, and who could still hear these faint gunshots?

The carriage was galloping forward at high speed, and the students were firing desperately. Finally, some natives turned around and their eyes widened and rushed forward. They squeezed into a group of thugs in front of them, and they also shouted in panic with unknown significance. Seeing that the carriage was about to rush into the crowd, Xu Yifan, who was gritting his teeth, had his eyes blurred. Du Juan was already standing beside him and handed over the six-wheeled pistol: "Master, take it!"

Xu Yifan took it and looked at Du Juan. She stood firmly on the violently bumpy carriage, holding a balancing knife in her hand. Her little face was even more nervous than him, and she tightly protected his side.

Xu Yifan just glanced at it and turned around, shouted, bursting out of his chest: "Beat!"

With a bang, the carriage rushed into the crowd. The four healthy horses had overturned many indigenous thugs until they exhausted all their impetus. The surroundings were full of black heads and shaking Balank swords. The twisted faces were desperately dodging the carriage, but the crowd was too dense and they could only wait to step on. The carriage wheels turned at high speed, bringing flesh and blood until the axle was blocked. The whole carriage fell to the side as the healthy horse turned over. Zhang Yu opened his eyes wide, pulled the chewing ring hard, and pulled the horses to hold them down!

The students approached the place where they could not be closer and shot a row of bullets. At such a close distance, a bullet could often penetrate the bodies of several thugs! As soon as the bullets were finished, they had already jumped out, and seven or eight cold bayonets were stabbed out, picking off several thugs, and using too much strength, stabbing the thugs through the entire thugs. They hung on the bayonet and twitched!

Xu Yifan had a cold face and was also putting a pistol around. This time he was the first to lead the way and personally attacked. Even if his marksmanship was bad, he knocked down several native thugs! Du Juan was like a little tigress, and the balan knife flashed in her hand. I don’t know how many times he stomped down and stretched towards the shaft of the carriage, trying to push the carriage down, and pull Xu Yifan’s dirty claws!

On the other hand, Zhang Yu was controlling the horse, and he was dancing the knife, stomping it more quickly than the cuckoo. The cold light passed by, and blood splashed. At the same time, he pulled four strong horsemen and turned around in a row. I don’t know how many people had kicked away with the huge horse hooves!

Even so, there were too many native thugs, and they were still surrounded by them. The crowd kept squeezing over. In a short time, the students around them had already fought with bayonets and fought desperately with fists and butts. No one could hurt Lord Xu at all!

It seemed that it was hard to defend, and everyone was injured. When Xu Yifan was hit by a stone on his head, the shouts were louder from behind, and the thugs were pushed away like a split-cut. The man who led the charge was Zhang Xuzhou, a northern man! He had sharp Balang swords on both hands, and rushed in like a mad tiger, and he would chop one or two with every wave. The other student sailors guarded him, followed by hundreds of Chinese young men! At this time, they were all crazy, rushing forward with red eyes, and slashing the knife on their bodies without realizing it. They just tried their best to cut down the native thugs around. Some Chinese young men were no longer physically exhausted, and they still grabbed a thug's neck tightly and rolled on the side of the road with him.

The crowd pushed around, and a lot of people were squeezed down, and then countless feet stepped over, and a pile of meat and mud was just a pile of meat. Such a team rushed over, and the thugs on the road were finally shaken. They thought they could easily bully and massacre these Chinese, but these Chinese were fighting with them! They shouted and pushed out desperately, and more indigenous thugs were trampled down. They jumped into the paddy fields on the side of the road and fled out in a desperate situation. The crowds of hedgehogs finally slowly dispersed and spread within a larger range, wanting to be as far away as possible from these guys as possible. Only a piece of flesh and blood was left.

There were seven or eight already scarred and tattered scholars, still leaning back to their backs, their eyes widened and blood-red, and their eyes were staring at everything around them. And the Xu Jie Banner was still floating among this small pile of people!

Seeing that a path was finally opened, the natives made way and turned to other directions. Only a few thousand people were left in the paddy fields and still gestured here with knives. Xu Yifan jumped out of the car, and did not wipe the blood marks on his head, and walked towards the standing tigers under his command with great strides. Du Juan, Zhang Yu, Zhang Xuzhou and others quickly followed, trying to block Xu Yifan. However, Xu Yifan didn't look at the people around him, and just asked loudly: "Yun Zong! Yun Zong! Are you still here?"

As soon as he approached the team of soldiers, he saw Li Yunzong standing there with his waist bowed, holding a brother who was already covered in blood with his hands. Seeing someone coming, he staggered without thinking about it, and yelled with the flag and stabbed him!

Zhang Yu reached out to block it, but the flag stopped. Li Yunzong looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, his eyes wide open, and blood completely covered his face: "Sir? Sir!"

As soon as the adults said, a few students standing around him suddenly fell down. The students and young people following Xu Yifan quickly supported them. Zhang Xuzhou stood with Li Yunzong and asked loudly: "Sir, how do you control the situation in front of you?"

Xu Yifan looked around in confusion. Their team of hundreds of people had surrounded the boundless thugs. The road when they came was closed. Although the thugs did not dare to rush forward, they did not retreat and roared here that was not like humans. The moment they rushed in to rescue the siege, I don’t know how many thugs turned into blood mud, and the corpses were all winding all the way!

They protected the front of the Li family's Youmutang, but the thugs were still rushing to the houses of other aristocratic families. Some had already rushed to the wall and smashed the door. Within their sight, there were thugs!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Yifan. He shook his body and pointed at Li Xing who had been following him: "Take all the wounded, rush into your Li family, and hold on! All Chinese young people will go!"

Li Xing looked at the blood dripping from Xu Yifan's forehead: "Sir, how long can you stay here?"

Xu Yifan gritted his teeth tightly: "I see that they can't hold on under the cannon!"

Li Xing was still standing still, Xu Yifan had already kicked him hard and shouted: "If you want to follow me, you can only listen to my orders!" This kick woke Li Xing up, turned around and went back to greet the Chinese young men to prepare to clean up the wounded. Xu Yifan turned around and took a few steps, jumped into the carriage, and Zhang Xuzhou followed him closely with Li Yunzong.

Xu Yifan asked Zhang Xuzhou coldly: "Can you still rush?"

At this time, Zhang Xuzhou could laugh: "Where will we die wherever sir!" Xu Yifan sneered: "Okay, let's rush towards Tanjung Pelak Port and rush the cannons to bombard these turtles!"

The soldiers gathered around Xu Yifan, and Zhang Yu jumped onto the carriage and steadily held the reins. Xu Yifan looked back and saw that Li Xuan was still lying softly in the carriage. Her chest was slightly undulating. Then he looked at Du Juan who had been following him, who was already a little wounded. At this time, his heart was soft and he said to Du Juan: "You take Miss Li and Yun Zong, and hide in the Li family's house..."

Du Juan was stunned, her eyes turned red and her lips bit: "No!"

If Xu Yifan scolded her or even beat her, Du Juan had made up his mind and would not get off the car even if he died. At this time, Xu Yifan was silent for a moment, touched her cheek gently, and smiled and said, "When I come back, your master has a lot of things to do."

Such soft words made Du Juan's tears fall, and she didn't know where it came from. She glanced at Xu Yifan, turned around and picked up Li Xuan, jumped out of the carriage. This vibration made Li Xuan moan slightly, opened her starry eyes, looked around blankly, and closed again. Li Yunzong, who was supported by Zhang Xuzhou, was about to hand it over to Du Juan, and Li Yunzong's body leaning against him was tense again, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't know where the strength came from, jumped onto the carriage and stood beside Xu Yifan.

The body is straight!

Xu Yifan looked at him and shouted: "Go!"

Zhang Yu shook the reins, and became excited because of the injury and bleeding. Jianma, who had been restless, suddenly neighed for a long time, rumbling and rumbling, turning to the southwest. The wheels turned, rolling up flesh and blood, and slipping. As the car turned, the natives blocking not far behind the road all changed color and retreated tremblingly, and some people were still jumping into the paddy fields.

The wounded soldiers shouted in unison, followed Xu Yifan's direction, and rushed back toward the way he came!

At this time, the air was also tense at the port of Tanjung Perak.

The team of dozens of people formed a circle to guard the Xu Zijie Banner and the symbol of the imperial commissioner. They looked at the policemen of more than a hundred foreign soldiers around them, pointing at the muzzle, and the bayonet hit the bayonet. No one took a step back.

The two armed sailors responded loudly and turned Qiu Baoren's hands. Qiu Baoren pushed them hard: "Crazy Deng! I'm not afraid of death, and it's nothing to fight with foreigners, but this is a life-threatening situation! I see how you explain to the central hall and to Ding Junmen!"

He turned around suddenly, and the two sailors looked at him blankly. Qiu Baoren was full of anger and had nowhere to vent his anger. With a bang, he sucked a sailor's mouth. He turned around and got off the bridge. The sailor covered his face and hurriedly followed behind.

Deng Shichang stood there without moving, just like what Qiu Baoren said was just a breeze.

Chen Jinping looked at Deng Shichang and sighed in his heart. He uttered a loud order: "Didn't you hear what Deng Junmen said? Hang a banner!"

Just as the flag was rising again at Zhiyuan mast, I saw smoke and dust rising from the dock, and a group of foreign soldiers rushed over as if they were flying. I immediately sat upright with dazzling shoulders, Lieutenant Colonel Detten, the governor.

Their foreign soldiers gathered light infantry and police scattered all over the Si Shui, while restoring order to the most chaotic west of the city. But along the way, there were no shadows of foreign soldiers and police! The riots reached such a scale, and the foreign soldiers retreated to public buildings in various colonial areas to carry out security tasks, but they could not be tuned out. Many indigenous police officers took off their clothes, mingled among the rioters, and began to commit violence.

When I approached the west of the city, the dozens of foreign soldiers were heartbroken, including Lieutenant Colonel Detten, all their faces turned pale. The black natives were at the most violent time, how could they suppress them like this? Their men were too weak. Fortunately, the lieutenant colonel was not scared and his mind was faster. He remembered that there were hundreds of foreign soldiers and policemen at the port of Tanjung Perak, and hundreds of sailors could be drawn from the two warships. He immediately turned around and ran towards him, and his subordinates were eager to leave the ghost place in the west.

Unexpectedly, I came over with blood all the way, and saw that the Qing and Dutch soldiers were making fires and the cannons pointed at each other. The Qing soldiers and foreign soldiers were also at risk on the dock!

At this time, he could not care about so much, and his heart was extremely panicked. The riot had lost control. If a naval battle broke out here, how chaotic would be? The lieutenant colonel didn't even dare to imagine it. He immediately dismounted and found the sailors responsible for lights and flags on the dock. He raised the banners at the two Dutch warships, and also called Zhiyuan to see it.

Chen Jinping stood beside Deng Shichang, reading these internationally-common maritime signals.

"Relieve the alert... The Royal Dutch Navy will never fire at the Qing Navy... We need to maintain order in Surabaya as soon as possible..."

Before reading this banner, Chen Jinping felt relieved: "Thank God! These foreigners don't want to make a big deal! Military gate, let's lift the guard order. Look, the cannons on the foreigners' warships have turned into muzzles!"

Deng Shichang's body shook and almost softened. He also let out a heavy breath: "Let's put the chiffon tube out... Let's turn the guns too... But the boiler can't be turned off... Now it's Lord Xu, where is he?"

Not only was he worried, Chu Wanli, who had been tense on the dock, also jumped up and rushed straight to Lieutenant Colonel Detten, who was gathering the brigade of light infantry and sailors.

The foreign soldiers shouted and pointed their rifles at Chu Wanli. Chu Wanli shouted at DeTanen regardless of the matter: "Where is our Lord Xu? Where is our imperial envoy from the Qing Dynasty?"

No one could understand his Chinese language, and the foreign soldiers just cursed and lifted their guns higher.

Chu Wanli turned around angrily and shouted: "Let's turn around and rescue Lord Xu!"

A roar suddenly aroused a neat response, and many sailors agreed, ready to follow these scarred students to pick up Xu Yifan out!

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves and footsteps came from outside the dock.

Everyone's eyes were cast, and they saw a carriage coming from afar. It was Xu Yifan! His face was covered with blood and his official uniform was broken. Li Yunzong was holding the imperial envoy's flag beside him.

He and the students who followed the carriage and supported each other. The injuries were so serious that it was hard to imagine that they were running all the way, killing the native thugs and fighting all the way!

Everyone's clothes were broken, and some people were choking blood while running. But the majestic and awe-inspiring aura did not diminish slightly!

Xu Yifan's eyes were just turned to Deng Shichang, and Deng Shichang also saw Xu Yifan. The two of them had a long distance away and they just ran into each other. Deng Shichang grabbed the railing in front of him: "Mr. Xu!"

Xu Yifan took a deep breath and shouted at Zhiyuan in the sea and sky.
Chapter completed!