On April 5, 1635, the First Mixed Brigade of our Fubo Army, led by the brigade commander Zhu Mingxia, stormed the Antelope Gorge fort outside Zhaoqing City. The bandits defending the platform dispersed without strong resistance. On the same day, the inland river formation of our Fubo Army arrived at the Little Three Gorges and launched a fierce battle with the bandit navy, completely wiping out the bandit navy.
That day, I was patrolling the streets of Zhaoqing. The market suddenly exploded, with cries and shouts. Many officers and soldiers in tattered clothes poured in from the city gate. They abandoned their helmets and armor one by one and were aimless. Running around. I could only hear someone in the rebel group shouting loudly, saying that Antelope Gorge had been lost.
The officer leading the team was surnamed Liang, and he had a very arrogant name called Liang Feifan. He was stunned for a while, and finally angrily ran into the crowd and caught the person who shouted loudly. The man screamed and cursed: "Who told you to talk nonsense, you are a spy!" The man's face was hurried, and his clothes were tattered, but he could vaguely see the color of the bandit's uniform. I searched the man's body under Liang Feifan's order. This search was so good that I actually found an official certificate! This guy who throws away his armor is actually a boss! I don’t know if it’s called Banana or Bajiao, but it’s several levels older than Liang Feifan, a lowly official. Now Liang Feifan was embarrassed. He was kicked a few times, and he had to bend down and bow to apologize. But now everyone knows that Antelope Gorge has indeed been lost.
By afternoon, the commotion in Zhaoqing city was getting louder and louder. We were also summoned urgently, waiting for orders. While we were chatting, my companion Zhang Hu suddenly pointed to the sky in the northeast and shouted: "Look!" We saw from a distance that in the direction of Antelope Gorge in the northeast, thick smoke was rising into the sky, and gunfire was heard from time to time. . There was an explosion among the soldiers, there was a lot of discussion, and the expressions were very frightened. It's no wonder that a month ago, people here said they were soldiers, but in fact most of them had only held hoes and had fought at most, and very few had blood on their hands. However, these rotten officials did not practice or boost their morale. They just sent out unusable weapons and let them fight. How could they not be afraid when they saw such an abnormal scene? I'm not afraid, because I have no intention of fighting the Fubo Army. Later, Uncle Chicken told me that the only way the Ming bandits could fight against the Fubo Navy was to set fire to the ships. But the Fubo Army has cannons with extremely long range, "typewriters" with extremely fast firing speed, and large boats that can move on the river without wind. How could this backward method of letting fate stop the Fubo Army?
Sure enough, a few hours later, several officials in a hurry ran over to the playground and told us that in the battle of Antelope Gorge, our officers and soldiers won a complete victory. Countless enemy soldiers fell into the water and drowned, including the puppets. This is the case for the three directors of the chieftain. We were told to set up camp and build fortifications in the pass outside the east gate city in preparation for pursuit the next day. Although we have little knowledge, we are not stupid. Some sharp-eyed people discovered that Xiong Wencan's "supervisory standard" was missing, and immediately started a commotion. The official shouted loudly that Xiong Wencan personally led the troops to pursue the Fubo Army. None of us believed it. Someone from Laoyouzi's side made a noise and shouted: "Since we have won, let us go home!", "Director Xiong" They all went after us and we went to the east gate to set up camp!", "You think we are stupid!"...
The officer panicked and shouted for silence, but this was obviously to trick us into committing suicide and buy time for the officers to escape. How could we suppress it? The official yelled a few more words with a stern tone but seeing no effect, he asked his servants to come down and hit anyone with a stick to "enforce military law." But there are only a few dozen of his servants. There are hundreds of us gathered here, and almost all the military officers from the local guard station are here.
"Ignore your mother!"
"We're all going to die, why don't we take this idiot with us on the road!"
"There's no way to trick us into dying!"
"If you want to go into battle, pay first!"
A few words from Lao Lao Youzi successfully aroused everyone's anger. Those who were still afraid of military law were now covered with anger. We swarmed up, several of us waiting on one, and started fighting with the servants. Others climbed up on stage to beat the official. When the official saw that something was wrong, he quickly escaped under the protection of his servants. Some even took the opportunity to seek revenge, and several petty officials who usually liked to bully soldiers were beaten to death. As for the few servants who came down to beat people, none of them ran away. They were all beaten to death by random punches.
After being beaten to death, our anger dissipated, and we became very panicked. If there is a mutiny, we will kill people and hold them accountable! But after discussing it, we are not afraid. Anyway, the Fubo army is about to attack Zhaoqing. From now on, we will not be under the control of the puppet government. The more officials we kill, the better. The Australians won’t settle accounts with us anyway.
Everyone was going crazy now. Anyone who was an official, servants, servants, etc. who had anything to do with an official were surrounded by people, punched and kicked. Some of them begged their grandfather to complain to their grandmother. They said how pitiful they were and begged for their lives, but no one paid attention to them and they were beaten to death one by one. Speaking of which, they were not unjust at all.
Liang Feifan, who had been escorting us back and forth, never saw him. I don't know if he ran away or was beaten to death.
They don't care about anything else. Although there was veteran Youzi who incited us to rob the rich households and officials in the city, saying that we would not stop doing it, it would be better to kill them all and gain wealth for the rest of our lives. After all, most of us are honest people, and most of them are new recruits who have seen blood for the first time. We are also afraid, so we dispersed on the spot and went back to our homes. Later I heard that some people went to rob and harmed many people. These soldiers and gangsters said they robbed the rich and gave to the poor. In fact, they didn't care about the poor or the rich. They killed everyone they saw and robbed things they saw. Fortunately, the Fubo Army arrived at that time and stopped their atrocities in time. They were able to arrest and kill them, so that the people of Zhaoqing did not suffer great suffering.
My companions asked me what to do, but all the planned plans came to nothing. Like me, everyone felt relieved but at a loss at the same time. I recalled what Uncle Chicken had said about the Fubo Army, and comforted them by telling them not to be afraid, and to go home and hide. If the Fubo Army came, they would do whatever they asked without resisting. If there is an act of murder or robbery, do not resist, and then go to the headquarters to seek redress of grievances - the Fubo Army is not allowed to rob civilians.
In this way, I escaped from the school grounds and returned to the camp. The camp was in chaos and many families had fled. I met the eldest sister who ran back from Sun Shiwan's family on the street. She said that Sun Shiwan's family had been taken away from Zhaoqing. The rebel soldiers who ran back robbed it. Not only were all his family robbed, but the entire family was also killed - not even a dog was spared - and finally a fire was set.
I went to take a look. The fire scene was really terrible, and not a single woman or child was spared. But when I think about how Sun Shiwan's family treats military households, I feel calmer. When his family was killing other people's wives and children, they probably felt that it was natural for them to be domineering, but they never thought that such a day would happen to them! I feel calm when I think of this, but my parents always feel that Sun Shiwan is "kind" to our family, and they sigh from time to time.
When I returned home, my parents were surprised and happy to see that I did not have to go to the battlefield. When asked about Chicken Uncle, he just said he hadn't come back yet. I vaguely caught a glimpse of him on the campus at noon, but I couldn't find him after the commotion, so I thought he had taken advantage of the chaos and gone home first. When night fell, Uncle Chicken returned home with two baskets full of eggs. I thought he was out there causing harm to the people, saying we can't do such things. Uncle Chicken said that he had prepared this for a long time, and he came in the right way, so he pushed me back.
He also asked me to call some sisters to the kitchen and told us to boil the eggs tonight and not to eat them secretly. They would be useful tomorrow. He also took out a large package of tea wrapped in oil paper from the bottom of the basket and asked me to brew it and put it in the kitchen. In the tea bucket. The sisters had not eaten good food for many days. They saw so many eggs but were not allowed to eat them. The grievances were written on their faces. Uncle Chicken hesitated and allowed each of us to take one, but not more. The sisters jumped up and clapped their hands happily. I'm very curious. There are so many good things that you can't usually see. Where did Uncle Chicken get them? Where are you going to get it? Uncle Chicken did not answer my words, but only told me to keep an eye on my sisters and lock the doors and windows at night to be on guard to prevent stragglers from robbing the house. Then he hurriedly disappeared into the night.
At about 6 o'clock the next day, Uncle Chicken, who had not returned home all night, came back with a few strong men he didn't know, covered in travel. He was extremely excited, and his eyes were red and bloodshot. He must have been awake all night. He and his companions took away the cooked eggs and tea buckets. Before leaving, he told me to change my clothes and immediately go to Dongmen Street to wait for him.
I changed my clothes and went out, all the way to the street. The sun is already high. At this time, the street was already bustling with people, including old people, children, and people in their prime. It was no different from an ordinary festival, but there was a tense atmosphere in the crowd. People were whispering to each other, and nervous expressions were written on their faces, as if they were confused. The appearance of measures. I looked around in the crowd to find Uncle Chicken, but I found Brother Hai. Brother Hai is very fat and easy to recognize. I quickly squeezed over and said hello to Brother Hai. Brother Hai was very happy to see me and nervously asked me about yesterday. He felt relieved after knowing that I was fine. I asked Brother Hai: "Why are there so many people here in the early morning?" Brother Hai asked me in surprise: "You don't know? The security chief said that the Australians captured Zhaoqing City! He summoned us to gather here. If you don't believe it, look at it!" I My heart was excited. I followed Brother Hai's finger and saw a blue morning star flag facing the morning sun on the top of the high Kuixing Tower. There, right there, standing there, facing the strong wind. fluttering.
