In addition to the optimistic spirit of those poor coolies, the story of coolies actually has foreigners’ roots, so I don’t know the secret.
Foreigners’ soldiers will never know that China coolies braved the sword and rain to advance, even if their companions were broken in the head, but they didn’t escape. Because foreigners themselves didn’t escape, China people have a strong herd mentality. Some people say that China people are like grassland herbivores, which is the opposite of nomadic wolves. This makes sense. At least in social China, people’s discipline is very much like those who are willing to keep the same body. Wherever the leaders of wild horses and antelope go, even if there is a flaming mountain in front, they will follow closely.
China people’s collectivity has overwhelmed their fear of death. Whenever a brave general can charge, China’s army was the best in the past. If the officers on the battlefield didn’t flee, the soldiers would follow suit and fight to the last soldier. History records that China’s army did not surrender when it was wiped out. This is the imagination of westerners.
And how can we expect the soldiers to resist honestly when the officers of the Guangzhou garrison who are pampered and led by your flag run faster than the soldiers?
Lin Fuxiang’s army is different. His army has never been a regular army, and it smells like family armed forces. Many military officers are from the Lin clan. When these relatives took the lead in fighting to the death, they also drove the soldiers to fight hard and not retreat. That’s how the Lin brothers fought last night, so even the gunners who borrowed them insisted on fighting with foreigners all night.
At this time, they are enjoying the victory. Even if they win a great victory, what is there to be sad about being seriously injured?
Zhu Jinglun is also enjoying the victory. He is also seriously injured. He is lying on the broken board, sipping a bowl of hot porridge.
He is really hungry, and his stomach seems to be twisted like a towel, and he is as hungry for food as a dry towel is for water.
This is the third bowl, and his stomach is full, but he still feels like eating.
Zhu jinglun understands that this is because his body is exhausted of energy. The body can be full of thirst for energy and needs food urgently to replenish energy.
His body is like a dry firewood stick, and there is hardly a trace of fat, because all the fat was burned out by the alien mechanical body of his body last night. Those who were not lucky in the explosion last night would have died if Zhu Jinglun had not been scorched and suffocated by these alien life forms.
At that time, the alien mechanical body operated most of its energy to fight against the damage caused by the heat to Zhu Jinglun’s body, and constantly repaired the cells that were killed one by one. At the same time, it was necessary to produce oxygen to maintain Zhu Jinglun’s physical skills. However, not many alien mechanical bodies were able to reach this world, and they always relied on Zhu Jinglun’s chemical energy to maintain the minimum power operation. But after being forced to turn on the rescue function last night, they not only consumed a lot of energy but also had to draw more energy from Zhu Jinglun’s body.
The final result is that Zhu Jinglun’s volume of sugar and fat is almost exhausted, and he finally runs out and enters a dormant state.
After the mechanical body was dormant, Zhu Jinglun was still a pity. Although the mechanical body didn’t make him helpless, there was still a lot of it. When the mechanical body was running, Zhu Jinglun was almost unforgettable and his thinking was extremely active, which was equivalent to implanting a supercomputer into his brain. But now that the mechanical body was dormant, Zhu Jinglun obviously felt that he was different from himself. He could not recite the information he had heard once again, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.
"ninety-five!"
At this time, a vague sound sounded next to it.
A soldier eating sweet potatoes beside Zhu Jinglun said
Zhu Jinglun asked, "Isn’t it ninety times?"
"It was ninety-five just now!"
The soldier insisted.
He counted it several times. Zhu Jinglun’s blisters are ninety-five and one can’t be wrong.
Zhu Jinglun also dare not confirm that it is really no good to say that memory is not good. It should not be so bad. When there is a mechanical body, it relies too much on the mechanical body ability, which leads to its own memory ability for a long time.
Zhu Jinglun nodded. "Aqiao, come back to the city with me later. Just follow me."
This thin soldier is the same guy who Xiao Aqiao was exchanged for Indian soldiers by Zhu Jinglun.
Xiao Aqiao is very slim and less than one meter tall. What do you think of his slender face? How simple and honest? Such people will attack foreigners. If it weren’t for Zhu Jinglun, he would have been shot by foreigners. He regarded Zhu Jinglun as his benefactor. This time he came to kowtow to Zhu Jinglun.
Xiao Aqiao can’t read, but he knows how to count, because he is a vegetable vendor and a small trader, of course he has to know how to count.
Xiao Aqiao was silent.
Zhu Jinglun laughed. "You just said you wanted me to go through fire and water. How come blinking doesn’t count?"
Xiao Aqiao nodded. "Then I’ll tell Lord Lin."
He was used to being a soldier and enjoyed it very much. When he was in Guangzhou, he could bully vendors, buy food, aunts and aunts, scold him a few words, and people from rich families often scolded him. He was used to it long ago, but when he became a rural hero outside the city, he suddenly became a hero. Because he was the first to attack foreigners in Guangzhou, everyone regarded him as a hero and he enjoyed being complimented.
Now Zhu Jinglun asked him to go back to the city together. He really didn’t want to go back. If he had a choice, he would like to follow Lin Fuxiang for a generation.
However, only after leaving the city did he know that Mr. Zhu had saved him. He kowtowed to Zhu Jinglun as a hero, but Zhu Jinglun asked him to go back to Guangzhou together. He could not find a reason for refusing, and his world view was as simple or pure as that.
"Forget it!"
Just when Xiao Aqiao was about to go out, he was stopped by Zhu Jinglun, and he was relieved.
Listen to Zhu Jinglun again. "There are many people who know you in the city. It’s not convenient for you to go back to the city now. You’d better stay with Lord Lin, but remember that I saved your life!"
"Little white!"
Xiao Aqiao hurriedly said that he really didn’t want to go back to Guangzhou. He bought vegetables. Xiao Aqiao killed foreigners outside the city.
"Well, you go first and call Linzhuang."
There is really no one in his hand. Xiao Aqiao is a talent here in Zhu Jinglun.
Lin Zhuang yawned and walked into the hospital. He was still catching up on sleep.
But his uncle has long since left Lin Fuxiang to go to Huaxian County to report to Huang Zonghan.