When Long Ye and others retreated, they ordered all the people in Sandaogou to evacuate to the deep mountains and old forests, and many small villages also agreed to accept these folks.
However, the short-sightedness of the Chinese people is really deep-rooted. Sandaogou has gold sands here, and there are ready-made forest farms, roads and rivers. The living conditions are naturally much better than those in the old forest, so many old people still secretly go there in the hope of luck. came back.
Fortunately, Aitorin and the others came quickly. If they had come back three or four days later, I'm afraid thousands of people would have gathered in Sandaogou.
The bayonet brought these frightened people together. Etolin held the head of a dead Russian soldier and carried it in front of these people.
"Hmm! Do you know him?" I asked, and then I asked him again in front of the next Chinese person. Aitorin's face was distorted. He didn't want answers but just vent.
Finally, he roared, "Despicable slaves, you actually dare to murder the brave Tsarist soldiers. You bunch of bugs in hell deserve to be roasted alive in the fire..."
"Hehehe..." Aitorin suddenly laughed and trembled with laughter. "Yes, you should be roasted alive and have Vadim slaughtered. Doesn't he like to eat barbecue? How many ready-made fresh ones are there? The meat..."
Aitorin's ferocious face frightened all the Far East survivors present. A large number of people knelt down. They couldn't understand Russian but they could understand what it meant. It seemed that they were going to die today.
The translator and secretary, Koski, suddenly spoke at this moment and asked in Chinese, "Tell me all the previous battles. Don't miss any details. Whoever has the most valuable information can avoid death..."
When they heard the hope of life, the crowd immediately exploded. They shouted in one voice, "It's not the military camp we are attacking, it's the Han people from the south... There are also many Japanese. They are all wearing green cotton-padded clothes, and they run like crazy." Like a gust of wind..."
"Please don't kill me, wuwuwu... We have never left here in our lives. I really don't know who those people are. I know how to herd sheep and farm. I don't know anything else. How do I know about them? Where did it come from..."
"They were led by two mountain kings, a man and a woman. They were the ones who forced us to fight against the Russian master. We can't afford to offend anyone..."
A closed environment and lack of education are sometimes a natural mechanism for keeping secrets. This group of people don’t know where Ryukyu is, and they don’t understand what Japan is like. In their eyes, the world outside a hundred kilometers radius of their hometown has become It was so bizarre.
The long distance is a hotbed of countless legends and rumors. They know that the emperor lives in a palace made of gold, they know that the emperor eats a basket of ginseng a day, and even wipes his butt with silk like clouds.
The princes and ministers in Beijing even have oil pans set up where they sleep. You can fry fried dough sticks, fried cakes, fried fresh pheasant meat, and fried salmon anytime and anywhere... It's so delicious!
Ignorance is not a ridiculous thing. When a person cannot receive education and has no opportunity to go out of his hometown to see the world with his own eyes, then the world can only be imagined through imagination.
The volunteers are here, but only a handful of local powerful people can understand the origins of these people, and the remaining 90% of the people don't understand anything at all. In their ears, Japanese and Russian are almost the same. do not understand. All foreign guns are the same, it just depends on which one is louder.
Koski spent a long time but did not get any valuable information, but he and Aitorin figured out one thing. First of all, there were southern Han Chinese and Japanese samurai in this group of volunteers. In addition, the leader was a man and a woman, and the whole group Westernized weapons and equipment, and finally this group of people held a public trial.
The chaotic information allowed Aitorin to confirm Diyachenko's analysis. This was indeed a conspiracy united by multiple forces. Otherwise, no one party alone would have the courage to challenge the powerful Russia. The Crimean War would not have happened that year. Was it the British-French coalition and Turkey that worked together to win? Who will our fighting nation be afraid of when fighting alone?
At this time, Vadim was slaughtered and rushed over with his soldiers. He rubbed his hands and smiled and said, "Roast them to death? I am the best at it. This is my favorite game. If the general likes it, I will pick the most tender meat and carefully Cooking…”
Coster kept feeling disgusted, "Brodore, should we let those Chinese people who actively cooperated go free? I just made a promise..."
Before he finished speaking, Aitorin yelled angrily at him, "Let them go? Then who will let these soldiers who died tragically go? Don't forget that these despicable slaves dared to publicly interrogate our soldiers. Who do they think they are?" …”
"You ask them, where is my battalion commander? Even if it's just the location of the body! If I can't find Red Beard, I won't let everyone here go..."
"Coster, you have to remember that you don't need sympathy or inspiration for slaves. What you need is a whip and a knife. All you have to do is let them know what fear is... Vadim! Do it!"
Coster was so scolded that he watched the people slaughter Vadim and rushed in with others, grabbing the frightened Asians one after another, then stripping off their clothes and tying them to thick logs.
The man was placed on the campfire and kept turning the logs, and the screams echoed throughout the earth. Women are even more miserable. No matter how old they are or what they look like, they have to be roasted first and then roasted. Many women have died during the process, and some of the staunch women have chosen to commit suicide by biting their tongues.
Coster felt dizzy for a while, and the scene in front of him made him feel very sick. He wrote in his diary later.
"I have studied many religions, whether it is Christianity, Christianity, or Asian Buddhism... In these religions, they all believe that there is hell, but where is hell? Do we have to wait until the judgment after death to see it? The fire of hell?"
"Wrong, I finally understand where hell is. In fact, hell is all around us. Hell is a mirror, and all the cruel punishments that punish human beings have been repeated over and over again in the human world, forever!"
"Do the conquerors and the aborigines have to be integrated in this bloody way? What do these aborigines want? Are they really loyal ministers of the Qing Empire? If they are loyal ministers, why are they so humble in the face of death? Begging, and they didn’t keep the secret of that army..."
"I think we may have made a mistake. These Chinese people may not be using resistance to show their loyalty to the Qing Empire. What they are doing is just protesting against our rule..."
"Perhaps what they want is just to continue their own living habits for thousands of years!"
"But no one will care about my words. I am just a clerk who helps soldiers write letters home and record military merits. I can't change anything at all..."
