"Queue up...send the youngest children here first, and get on the car one by one..."
"Adults, please be more conscious and follow the train to the north later. The train will not go very fast. There will be new carriages connected later, and you will be able to get on the train by then..."
"Everyone who comes in should sit down, don't move around, don't be afraid, don't step on... you can squeeze in as much as you can..."
The officers and soldiers of the twelve foreign legions brought by Shimazu-san were now the twelve living Bodhisattvas in Zhuozhou. They stood in pairs in a carriage and began to count the children who would get on first.
He didn't care about the food and wine in the warehouse at all. At this moment, Shimazu Dalang was the only one accompanying Ronglu's slaves to check their belongings!
North of Zhuozhou Railway Station, in this vast cremation ground, people were no longer working and were stunned, staring blankly at the evacuation scene in front of them.
There are only 3,000 people left alive, and there are countless victims who are being held hostage by the rebels. They are burning the corpses of the rebels. They are not qualified to get on the train and retreat north with them!
An old man wiped away his tears and cried, "They are still lucky... These children are lucky and lucky... to be saved by the head of state..."
"Have you heard... This train will send them directly to Tanggu Industrial Zone... From now on, they will work and make money in the industrial zone..."
"I can live on in the future...my grandson is inside...wuwuwu...I finally have a queen..."
Suddenly the crowd exclaimed, "The braids... they are cutting off the braids..."
Sure enough, around the six carriages, these people were really helping each other cut off their braids, although their hands were shaking and there was a lot of reluctance in their eyes.
But when these three thousand people turned around and saw the hell-like environment around them, they still had the heart to cut off their braids!
Someone knelt down on the ground with a loud bang while holding the broken braid, kowtowing his head toward the ancestral grave in his hometown and crying, "Ouch... Ancestor, the child was unfilial and did not keep his hair and braid..."
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu up upuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
"Grandpa and grandma... I have to live to leave a queen for our family... The pigtails can grow again after they are gone. If the life is gone, our family will have no descendants..."
"Please don't blame me, my ancestors... I beg my ancestors to be considerate and considerate of us... Ooooh!"
The sword-fighting team members on the train looked at these people coldly, "Haha... kowtow, bid farewell to the past, and change to a new life!"
"I really don't know what's wrong with you Han people? Even us Fusang people know that Han people didn't have braids in the Ming Dynasty. Why do you still treat braids as a treasure now?"
"Listen carefully... The Chinese are not saying that you must not grow your hair... You can grow your hair if you want. You can have hair styles from the Tang Dynasty, Song Dynasty, and Ming Dynasty, but you are not allowed to have Tatar pig tails!"
"Long hair is not allowed in factories and soldiers. It's for safety...do you know?"
"When you are lucky enough to go to Naha and get to the core area of the Chinese community, you will know how many literati, artists, businessmen and scientists... all grow their hair as they please, and no one cares about it!"
"Stop crying, get on the train...you will know how ridiculous you are in the future!"
Everyone knows that this farewell is an eternal farewell. Three thousand people have found a ticket to live, but many other victims can only follow the rebels to the dark side!
Putting down the tools in their hands, many victims spontaneously moved forward and leaned against the train. The vigilant rebel leaders drew out their swords and began to threaten them.
"Go back... fuck, go back... What do you want to do? Do you want to take advantage of the chaos to escape? Go back..."
"Sir... there is my grandson and my nephew in there... Can't we give him a ride? Once we meet once, we will never see each other again... Wuwuwu... Sir, please do it!"
"Er Gou... don't forget the name of our hometown when you get to the Chinese side, don't forget that the big locust tree in Shanxi is our root... Grandpa doesn't need you to collect the body and send it to death, you just need to survive..."
"Even if you can't go home during the Qingming Festival...you won't be able to see your ancestors' graves, if you burn a piece of paper for grandpa, he will lose weight..."
Across the rebel separation wall, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child suddenly rushed out of the train carriage, jumped off the train, knelt on the gravel roadbed, kowtowed to his grandfather, and howled bitterly.
Sharp stones pierced his forehead and knees. "Master... I dare not forget my roots... The big locust tree in Shanxi is my home... I will never forget my ancestor's name until I die..."
"If my grandson survives, he will definitely revive the incense in our ancestral hall... Wuwuwu... My grandson is unfilial! Ah..." The child hit his head on the ground and cried like a wolf.
This situation affected everyone present. Even the fierce-looking rebels softened their hearts and stepped back in step!
Three thousand tickets are for the three thousand lucky people who can survive. They kneel down collectively on the gravel roadbed, pay their last salute to their relatives present and toward their hometown, and say their final farewell!
Those old people who saw them off knew that they had no chance of living anymore, and this farewell was a farewell forever!
They accepted the gift from the children calmly, and then knelt down and knelt down toward the southeast, "Thank you, the head of state, for your grace to live... The children will be entrusted to you from now on... We are all cheap lives, and in troubled times, human lives are not as cheap as dogs!"
"Children are lucky...to be able to follow the head of state to the Chinese to become human beings...Children, you must remember your kindness and know who made you human beings..."
"Hurry up and get in the car... Children, hurry up and get in the car... I have a lot of dreams at night... Get in the car... Let's go... Wuwuwu..."
The crowd was already boiling. Those who were seeing off and those who were about to leave were kneeling on the ground, separated by groups of rebel officers and soldiers. They struggled to lean forward, and finally reached out to hold hands and feel the warmth in the hands of their relatives.
They will remember this feeling forever, and I am afraid they will never feel it again in this life. This farewell is an eternal farewell. Let's meet again under the Nine Netherworld!
The grandfather held his grandson's hand and almost cried. He was so reluctant to let go but had to say, "Let's go... let's go, grandson... don't miss me, an old man... let's go!"
"Grandpa...wuwuwu...you have to live...if you survive...go eastward...you go eastward along the railway..."
"My grandson is waiting for you...Grandpa, you have to survive..."
"Let's go! Get out... don't waste time. If you can survive, don't stay..." Grandpa desperately broke open his grandson's fingers and took his hand out. "Go... don't look back... it will be a ghost if you look back... Go away." !”
Countless people seeing off could not bear such a scene and turned away. They were afraid of staying any longer. These relatives and children were really reluctant to leave.
Ah... countless people howled to the sky like wolves, "In troubled times, they are worse than dogs... Where are these peaceful times?"
Shimazu Dairo grasped the handle of the tachi tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to squeeze out the dried plasma from the rope, "Amitabha... If you haven't walked through this hell, you will never know the greatness of the Führer... "
"If you have never seen such a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, you will never know how precious peace is..."
"Hurry up! Let me check this batch of goods... That's almost enough. We have to leave early!"
Rongfu nodded and said with a smile, "Okay... Shimazu-san has spoken, let's look at the goods first and then drink... Someone, open the box!"
But at this moment, a group of figures suddenly appeared from the warehouse door: "Wait a minute... you can't always carry me behind my back if I have something good going on?"
