Of course, Zhao Xiaoming knows this truth, but he has a deep understanding of the cannon, and he has already paid his feelings to the cannon, he really can't accept this reality. ” "Can't we fight for it again" Zhao Xiaoming asked in a pleading voice, but he already regretted it after he asked this sentence.
The matter is already in front of us, the brothers of the fourth column are only less than 4,000 men and horses, and their 20,000 brothers can still stand on the battlefield now, but because they are in one breath, they are exhausted, so that they are facing the overwhelming 60,000 Manchurian Eight Banners strong cavalry, and the result is obvious to all.
So before Chen Liang could speak, Zhao Xiaoming immediately replied firmly: "I will immediately blow up all the cannons according to your orders, resolutely not let the enemy capture them, and resolutely not let our own artillery bombard our brothers on the battlefield in the future." ” As the military orders were passed down, the 20 phalanxes that had been neatly preparing to attack Niuzhuang immediately began to turn, and spread out a horizontal column facing the entire east, and all the people who followed in two columns began to set fire to all their own baggage and supplies.
The raging fire, in the camp of the original Fuliao army, began to spread from point to surface, and finally burned into a sea of fire.
When those people threw torches at the massive amount of materials, everyone had tears in their eyes, which they had worked hard to carry from the entire Liaoxi, which was accumulated by nearly 10 million people in Liaoxi, who had worked hard to tighten their clothes and food, and they were originally used to fight the enemy, but now they were burned by their own fire, how could this not make all the people heartbroken.
But war is like this, it is not transferred by your own will, what should be abandoned must be discarded, otherwise it will become the enemy's capture, it will become the enemy, a powerful weapon against your own brother, Shi Kefa's experience is not far away, such a mistake must not be made again.
Igniting all the materials he had worked so hard to transport, the 20,000 people began to retreat westward in an orderly manner.
The brothers of the 10,000 third column, who had just arrived on the battlefield, began to turn, formed a thick square, dragged the tired bodies that could hardly stand, clenched the pistols in their hands, and prepared to meet the most ferocious onslaught of the enemy, they had to form a strong defensive line, to buy time for the burning material behind them, for the 10,000 people who were gradually moving away, although this time was definitely done with their own lives, but the duty of the soldiers had made them adapt to this situation.
The large array has been arranged neatly, and between the distant heaven and earth, there is already steaming dust, slowly covering the entire sky, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves has been from far and near, until it is deafening.
Chen Liang, who was standing on the front line, couldn't help frowning and asked Huang Zhenyuan beside him at this time: "You go with Kong Bangguo to see, why the cannon behind us hasn't been blown up yet" Huang Zhenyuan and Kong Bangguo nodded with tears in their eyes, and Kong Bangguo said to Huang Zhenyuan: "I am a member of the fourth column, and my duty is to stand in the ranks of the brothers of the fourth column."
Then he arched his hand at Huang Zhenyuan: "I'm sorry, brother, this task can only be done by you." ” Huang Zhenyuan was just about to refute, Kong Bangguo smiled indifferently: "It is said that literati are spineless, especially people all over the world, they are saying that the Confucian family has no backbone, and the Confucian family is a group of nerds.
Then he took a deep breath, puffed up his chest, and said firmly to Huang Shengyuan: "Then start with me, in order to realize what our Inspector said, I will resolutely not let the Manchu people invade the Central Plains, and resolutely not let our Han nation become slaves of other races, and I am also washing away the shame of our so-called Confucian Sage, then please give me a chance to show it." ” Huang Shengyuan stared at Kong Bangguo and looked at it, and in his vague teary eyes, he tried to remember the face of this side branch of the Kong family, this descendant who was not remembered by the Kong family at all: "I will be infinitely proud to have a friend like you, brother, one day, that bullshit Kong family will feel ashamed because of you." ” "I hope so, man, take care."
Then Kong Bangguo lifted the war horse, pulled out the decorative sword on his waist, and stood at the front of the entire array, facing the warm morning sun.
His own family has been educating the world for thousands of years, but what is it that has been inculcated is a group of people, powerless and dumbfounded, every time the country is ruined, there is absolutely no one surnamed Kong, standing on the front line of this war, and every time after the change of dynasty, the first one to be rewarded and respected is definitely this Confucian family, is that an honor Since following Lu Hanqiang, Kong Bangguo thinks that it is not respect, but deeply understands the unforgettable shame.
Squinting his eyes, looking at the vigorous rising sun, looking at the blue sky, summing up his family's contributions and disasters to this society.
Contribution is there, and it is indelible, it is because of their ancestors, to build a complete ideological system, with this system, united and solidified the entire Han nation's thoughts, although through hardships, several exterminations, but this idea in the middle of this vast land tenacious existence, continue to solidify, in this world, even if it is an inconspicuous corner of the Han people's heart, let this culture continue to pass on, so that although this nation has gone through hardships, in the end it still actually rises, still stands.
But his shortcomings are also obvious, it is this kind of ancestral thinking that has consumed the blood of this brilliant nation cultivated since the pre-Qin period, and finally, in this kind of stable thinking, although it is impossible to be completely destroyed, but there is no ambition to dominate the world, the invincible strong Qin in the world, the bloody Han, the Tang Dynasty that looks down on the world, and the glory of the Great Song Dynasty that embraces the world, it has completely become a dream, a kind of past.
"Then let's start today, then the change of this entire ideological system will start with my Kong Bangguo, and I will use my life and blood to let the whole world see that in the words of the sage, there are also these iron-blooded descendants."
Thinking about it, Kong Bangguo couldn't help but wave the decorative sword in his hand and let out a shocking roar.
This is a kind of change, a kind of world dominated by Lu Hanqiang, slowly changing. t1706231537: