A long-term siege of the city was impossible, and Zhu Mingxia did not have that much time to spend with Xiong Wencan.
Zhu Mingxia never said that since the enemy planned to set fire to the city, he could just go ahead and do it: completely block Wuzhou City, and then pour Hale rockets into the city.
They had long known during the battle that hundreds of rocket attacks were devastating to the morale of the defenders. It can cause the entire army to collapse almost immediately.
But in this case, Wuzhou will inevitably suffer the disaster of being attacked by rockets outside and filled with flammable materials inside - the whole city is bound to be in flames.
The name of injustice will fall on the Senate instead of Xiong Wencan.
Now the four of them have to vote on this matter. Should they postpone the attack and let Xiong Wencan be the executioner? Or should they seize the initiative on the battlefield and use the superior weapons at hand to strike with a thunderous blow and quickly capture Wuzhou?
The first was Zhu Quanxing, an old subordinate. He supported Fubo’s army’s use of rockets to attack the city. He said: “It’s not like we didn’t set fire. When Wuyangyi was burned down, it’s not like the people of Guangzhou held much grudge. As long as we act quickly, we can use rockets to cause If Wuzhou is quickly captured by the chaos, their arson plan will be impossible to succeed."
Xu Xu objected: "Back then, in the eyes of the natives, we were just pirates, but now we are authentic Chinese people. We cannot destroy humanity like Xiong Wencan."
In fact, Xu Xu didn't want a fire to burn Wuzhou City to the ground. After traveling through so many years, Xu Xu had seen too many lives destroyed, but in Junyanjun, he always wanted to be on the side of justice.
Zhu Mingxia said: "We can strive not to set fires. If we must set fires, we should also have the initiative to set fires. The soldiers cannot be sacrificed in vain under the enemy's tricks. Only a quick battle can save the lives of civilians and soldiers. Casualties are reduced to a minimum!”
"Senior sister!" Jiang Suo screamed and sat up suddenly.
"Master!" A soldier ran over and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Suo slowly came back to his senses. Looking at the bonfire in front of him, he had another nightmare.
The nightmare scene is always the same:
The senior sister was hung on the gallows on the threshing floor in front of Mr. Luo's house, and the woman Jiang Suo loved turned into a cold corpse.
Jiang Suo didn't know how many times he had dreamed of this scene, and then he woke up from his dream in a cold sweat. Sometimes he would dream about Uncle Zhou. It is said that Uncle Zhou was shot in the head and his eyeballs flew out. Jiang Suo would even dream about Mr. Luo. There is no doubt that these dreams are not good dreams.
Countless times, those dead people from Sanliang City stood in front of Jiang Suo in their dreams, and the senior sister shed tears silently without saying a word. This time, Jiang Suo still dreamed of these dead people. He suddenly woke up next to the fire, and the sheepskin blanket he was wearing shook off.
"Nothing. Are there any movements among the Australians?" Jiang Suo wiped the sweat from his forehead. The sky was still dark, but the morning star had already appeared, and it would be dawn soon.
"They have set up camp on Cheung Chau Island, and there is no sign of them going ashore to attack the city."
"Continue to observe and let me know as soon as possible if there is any movement."
In the evening, the Australian scouts reached the position at the top of Bangshan Mountain and quietly killed several soldiers on guard. However, they were discovered by the hidden sentries he set up, and the defenders immediately fought back. According to reports, they hit a few, but none. Leave the body behind. Jiang Suo knew that it would be dawn in a few minutes, and soon the Australians would launch an attack. The Bangshan position that protects the Guijiang River will naturally bear the brunt and will be focused on by the Australians.
"Bring some food." He was already hungry. The soldier responded and soon brought him a few pieces of dry and cold "war rice" wrapped in reed leaves.
Without chopsticks, Jiang Suo stuffed the dry and hard rice into his mouth with his hands and chewed it. Watching the movement down the mountain nervously.
Jiang Suo felt like he was in another world. He was originally a horse-trading man, then became a prisoner of the Australians, and then became a soldier of the Australians. Now he is standing opposite the Australians, wanting to fight with them. In a few years, Jiang Suo has experienced things that many people may not experience in their lifetime.
Five years later, Qingxia's beautiful face became blurry in Jiang Suo's mind, leaving only the last few struggles of her body after being hung on the gallows. Yun Niang and the others were sent to an unknown place by the Australians. There was no news about the old leader, and it was unknown whether he was still alive in this world.
And after he was captured and purified by the Australians, he was sent to a southern seaside village. There was never winter there, it was always hot summer. Half of the village, like him, were exiled from Australia; the other half were immigrants from the north.
The work of the villagers is simple but arduous. They dry salt on the beach, fish on the sea, and collect sea vegetables. Although there are roads connecting the villages, most of the time the roads are deserted, with only the dark telephone poles and the iron wires hanging from them extending along the road into the distance. Standing at the entrance of the village, all you can see is the endless sea. Australian ships visit regularly every month, bringing food, mail and daily necessities, and taking away their dried sea salt and various seafood. Life was hard but comfortable.
Naturally, the people in the village would not discriminate against him, an exile. Because he knew some martial arts, he was elected as the militia captain. In that small village, Jiang Suo worked hard. People in the village liked him very much, and he also liked the atmosphere in the village. Once when pirates attacked, he helped the villagers resist and successfully supported the arrival of Australian reinforcements. If Jiang Suo were to risk his life for those villagers, Jiang Suo would not hesitate.
If it weren't for those dreams that troubled Jiang Suo every night, Jiang Suo might have settled down in that village. The village chief's daughter liked him, and the village chief was willing to recruit him as his son-in-law. If it weren't for those dreams, Jiang Suo would have settled down in that village. In that small village, I married a wife, had children, and lived my life peacefully.
But the Australian atmosphere is everywhere in the village. This is the territory of the Australians. The village chief is a "cadre" appointed by the Australians. All immigrants, regardless of whether they are exiled prisoners or not, have their heads shaved and wear "Australian clothes." The notices and newspapers published by the Australians were all posted on the walls of the village hall. Even the words they talk to each other are "Newspeak" transmitted by Australians.
This made Jiang Suo want to go crazy, and he dreamed of losing Qingxia every night, which pushed him to the edge of collapse. He had a crazy idea, maybe if he killed a few Australians, he would stop dreaming about Qingxia and those people who were hanged on the gallows in Sanliang City. There are all fake Kun around him, and those leaders are the real Australians. Jiang Suo knows that only by killing those real Kun, he may not have any dreams.
However, it is not easy to kill "Zhenkun"! Elders rarely come to such remote villages - this is just a series of resettlement villages in the southern part of Qiongzhou Island. Apart from salt production, there is almost no production or benefit. It is just one of the "human resources reservoirs" of the Senate. Although from time to time, the young men in the village will be recruited and sent somewhere to do logging, mining, dam building, canal digging... to engage in various manual jobs, but even if you can meet the elders in these jobs, they are far away. Just a glance. Can't get close at all.
Jiang Suo stayed in the village for several years, and gradually realized that there were only three ways to get close to the elders: one was to join the army, the other was to take the exam, and the third was to recruit workers and then be promoted. However, it is almost impossible for him to take the exam, and as for recruiting and promotion, it is also very slim. The only way is to join the army.
The village carries out recruitment activities every year, but there are not many recruits, only a few people a year. Moreover, most of the places where they served were in the "National Army". Jiang Suo already knew that the National Army did not go to the battlefield on weekdays, and they mostly did what they used to do in the "strong squad" in the county government. The chances of meeting elders were more than they are now, but not much more.
Moreover, every time Jiang Suo was recruited, he was not among the "applicants" - because he was born in exile, and as a rule, he could not apply for less than five years.
But this time in the Guangdong and Guangxi campaigns, conscription began throughout the area governed by the Senate, and "exiles" like Jiang Suo who were less than five years old were also included in the conscription. The village chief felt that he had no future as a militia captain, so he might as well try his luck as a soldier, maybe he could make a career back home. The daughter of the family will also be prosperous; if she dies like this, it will not be difficult for the daughter to marry another person.
So Jiang Suo enlisted in the army. Coincidentally, because his recruitment location was a seaside fishing village, he was assigned to the navy.
After several months of training in the navy, he was assigned to the Pearl River Task Force. As a sailor attached to the detachment, he was on standby in Hong Kong and was always ready to attack Guangdong.
During the days of waiting, although Jiang Suo could often see the veteran officers, he never took action regardless of the risk. He didn't know why he wanted to assassinate those Australians, whether it was to avenge Qingxia, or to prevent himself from having nightmares, Jiang Suo couldn't tell. To be fair, those Australian chiefs are good people, who are considerate of their subordinates and share the joys and sorrows with ordinary soldiers like them, and the people are even more grateful to them. Especially his subordinates, many of whom were pulled out from the dead by the elders and given a second life - killing them would be an injustice to oneself. But is it justice for them to kill Qingxia? Jiang Suo felt very disconnected. Several times he had opportunities, but Jiang Suo hesitated again. When he had no thoughts of assassination, Jiang Suo was a first-class soldier. He trained hard and had a strong sense of discipline. He was favored by veteran officers. But the idea of assassination would come up from time to time, but Jiang Suo knew very well that it was unjust to kill the leader who appreciated him, but it was also unjust not to avenge Qingxia.
Volume 7 will be updated tomorrow - Chapter 303 of Guangzhou Governance
