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Volume 1: Fierce Battle in Changsha Chapter 21: Fighting against the Common People

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    It was a sleepless night. Trembling footsteps, horrifying shouts of death, and miserable screams were constantly hovering over Changsha City. Everyone in the city, whether wealthy businessmen or ordinary people, were hiding in their homes and shivering.  They waited on tenterhooks for the long and torturous night to pass. No one knew what would happen in the next moment. At this time, fear brought them equal amounts of uneasiness.

    In an ordinary house in the north of the city, a man in his thirties hugged his guest (that is, his wife) tightly. The woman held a baby in her arms that was crying loudly.  , the man was upset by the crying, and cursed: "Smelly bitch, please stop crying, if you cry again and attract the long-haired thief, you will die!"

    The woman also started crying: "The baby is hungry, and I have no milk. Let me make some rice soup for him to drink."

    The man said angrily: "There is only half a bag of rice left at home. I hid it all with great difficulty. Now I go to dig it out and get caught by the long-haired thieves. Why don't we get snatched away by them? We will all starve to death if we have nothing to eat."

    The woman stopped talking and just cried along with the baby. The man couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he had to stand up and said, "Just a hairball, I'll dig out the rice and grab a handful of rice to make rice soup for this little ancestor."  "

    There were only four walls in the house, and there were no extra items except a wooden bed and a wooden table. The man went to the stove, took down a clump of straw from the wall, took out a cloth bag from the crack in the plaster, reached in and was about to grab it.  Suddenly, there was a click, and a dark figure broke through the door and fell straight into the room.

    The man was startled, and the woman huddled beside the wooden bed with her child in her arms, shivering. Both mother and son stopped crying and looked at the black figure on the ground together. In the darkness of the room, they could only tell that the black figure was a person.  .

    Suddenly a fire lit up at the door, and a man with a red scarf on his head and a torch in one hand and a shining steel knife in the other rushed in. The uniform on his chest was obviously different from that of the Qing army.

    The man in the room was startled and hurriedly stuffed the rice bag back in his hand. The man in the red turban shone his torch on the ground. Only then did the couple in the room see clearly that it was a Qing soldier fighting on the ground. His chest was covered in blood and flesh, and there was a large area of ??Yin.  Hong's blood seeped into the loess beneath her body.

    The man in the red scarf stepped forward and kicked him, but the Qing soldier could not move. It looked like he was really dead.  He then raised the torch and looked inside the house. When the torch shone on the couple's faces, both of them had pale faces. Looking at the steel knife in the hand of the man in red scarf, which was still dripping with blood, they were so frightened that they dared not speak out.

    Suddenly, the child in the woman's arms started crying again. The man in the red scarf let out a cry, and the couple were shocked.

    "Is the little baby hungry? I have some noodles here. Let's mix some hot soup for him to eat." The man in the red scarf said with a Guangxi accent. The young couple understood a little bit, and saw him take out half of it from his arms.  He put the dough on the wooden table, turned around and left.

    When the man in the room saw the man in red scarf leave, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped forward to block the wooden door that had been opened. Then he picked up the half of the dough and returned to the wooden bed. He said in a trembling voice: "That man just now  Yes, it¡¯s a long-haired thief.¡±

    The woman was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She just nodded. The man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, I met a good guy who didn't kill us."

    At this time, the woman managed to say in a trembling voice: "Master, you'd better move the body away, I'm scared to see it."

    The man cursed: "What are you afraid of a dead man?" When he spoke, his voice was trembling. He got up and took some thatch from the stove and barely covered the corpse. He took a bowl of water and drank a lot.  mouth, and finally calmed down a little.

    After getting a bowl of water, the man returned to the bedside, soaked the flour cake in the water, mixed it into batter, and handed it to the woman: "Give it to Xiwazi." The woman took it tremblingly and fed her slowly.  They ate with the child, and the child fell asleep after eating, but the couple cuddled together, neither of them fell asleep. There was a dead person in the room, and they were both afraid that the dead person would suddenly get up again.  can not sleep.

    The long night finally passed, and the sky gradually became brighter. The man stood up and stretched his stiff body, tightened his coarse cloth belt, tied up his short coat tightly, and then drank a mouthful of cold water. The hunger in his belly subsided slightly.  , turned around and said to the woman: "You stay on the bed and don't wander around, I will get the body out." The woman hummed, and the man saw that it was dawn, so he dared to open the wooden door and drag the body out.  go out.

    The alley was quiet. There were several corpses of Qing soldiers on the roadside paved with bluestones. The man dragged the corpses aside and was about to turn back to the house when several red-turbaned soldiers came over at the entrance of the alley, beating gongs.  , and shouted as he walked: "The true destiny of Taiping, You Bi, and the military advisor Xi Wang, told the people in all directions of Changsha: Hu Nu stole China, and the holy soldiers of the Kingdom of Heaven responded to the holy orders of Heavenly Father and Brother Heaven, sent their army to the north to attack, and now they have broken through Changsha.  There is no need for the people to panic.?In the Kingdom of Heaven, everyone loves their people as if they are their own children. No one will kill anyone, no money or silk will be taken from them, and no women will commit adultery.  You will succeed as subjects of the Kingdom of Heaven and will be protected by Heavenly Father and Heavenly Brother. I look forward to you as brothers and sisters, sharing happiness and peace.  People from all walks of life can stay safe as usual, all businesses can continue to flourish, and everything will remain as before!  "

    After listening to the shouts several times in a row, the man felt slightly relieved. After the Taiping soldiers marched by, another group of Taiping soldiers came over with a group of Qing prisoners, and pushed several carts, and began to pack up the people along the way.  The corpses and the corpses of the Changmao thieves were carried onto the vehicle by Changmao's own people, while the bodies of the Qing soldiers were carried onto the vehicle by the Qing army prisoners themselves.

    The man stood at his door and watched several bloody carts pass by. The Taiping Army and Qing Army collecting the corpses just glanced at him. No one said anything and continued to move forward. The wheels of the carts chased away the blood on the ground.  There was a creaking sound, and the legs and feet of a corpse in the car were hanging dangling outside the car. In the originally fresh air, the strong smell of blood did not dissipate for a long time.

    "It will only be clean if they are all dead." The man muttered, and just as he was about to turn around and go into the house, he saw several Taiping soldiers coming over again. One of them was in his thirties and asked in a local Hunan dialect: "Brother  , we are all Taiping Saint Soldiers, my name is Chen Zhiming, I am from Liling, I was originally from the Tiandihui, and I joined Taiping halfway. We are recruiting people to work at the moment, and we pay fifty cents a day, are you willing to do it?"

    The man was stunned for a moment, touched Fang Kuo's forehead, and thought to himself, he used to work as a coolie in the city. He used to earn 20 cents a day after a hard day's work, and in a month he only earned more than 600 cents.  Wenqian can be exchanged for three qian of silver. Every month, he and his mother-in-law need to eat three buckets and three liters of rice. Five hundred Wen is enough to buy rice. The remaining 100 Wen can be used to buy some side dishes and coarse salt.  As for food, life is already tight. I gave birth to a son two months ago. I can only tighten my belt and work to save some for my wife. This month, there has been a commotion about hair, rice prices, and silver prices.  The prices have gone up, and I haven't received any work for several days in a row. I can see that my family is almost in trouble.  At this time, since Changmao hired a worker, it was still fifty cents a day, so he should earn the money. Who made Changmao so noisy that his family almost couldn't survive?

    "What are you going to do?" the man asked hesitantly.

    Chen Zhiming smiled and said, "It's just cleaning the streets or taking care of our injured brothers. Anyway, it won't be murder."

    The man was even more excited, but when he looked at Chen Zhiming's cut braids, his hair was messy and scattered behind his head, and his temples and forehead were bare and only wrapped in a red scarf. It seemed that they had been cut not long ago, and he looked suspicious.  Asked: "Do you want to cut off your braids?"

    Chen Zhiming shook his head and said with a smile: "It's up to you. Our King of the West has said that if you don't want to cut it, it doesn't matter if you don't cut it for the time being. But in the future, if everyone in the city has to cut it, will you cut it?"

    The man hesitated for a moment and said, "If everyone else cuts it, I will cut it."

    Chen Zhiming nodded and said: "Then it's settled, come with me. Let's go to the military camp first. Many injured brothers are still waiting for someone to take care of them. By the way, what's your name, brother?"

    The man replied: "My name is Li Tianxi, sir. I'll go back and talk to my guests first, and I'll be back right away."

    Chen Zhiming smiled and said: "Don't call me Boss. You can call me Chief Chen or Good Man. In short, don't call me Qing Yao. If you can't call me a brother, it's okay. You should act like a brother."

    In this way, Li Tianxi, a commoner who rose to prominence, followed Chen Zhiming to work in the original governor's office. Along the way, Chen Zhiming also recruited many poor people who worked, at least one or two hundred people, all just to make a living and grow hair.  They seemed to be much more polite than the Qing army, so they followed Chen Zhiming with the intention of giving it a try.

    The Taiping Army fought fiercely all night, and there were always four to five hundred wounded soldiers. The side hall, wing room, and gatehouse of the governor's office were full of wounded soldiers. There were always one or two hundred people recovering here. Because the troops were limited, there was really no manpower available to take care of the wounded.  Soldiers, Xiao Yungui ordered people to find helpers.  The city of Changsha had just been destroyed, and the people here didn't seem to have much favorable impressions of Changmao. It was important for the Taiping Army to gain a foothold here. Xiao Yungui was afraid of forcing people to help him and triggering a civil uprising, so he could only pay for helpers.

    Seeing the arrival of helpers, several chief doctors and rescue officers who accompanied the army quickly stepped forward to grab people. Each of them was divided into thirty or forty people. After explaining some simple rescue instructions, Li Tianxi and others were asked to take care of the Taiping wounded soldiers.

    Boiling hot water, feeding food, cooking medicine, washing wound dressings, these are just basic tasks anyway, and Li Tianxi can handle them. It is easier than doing hard work every day, but he is a little unhappy because he always feels that these tasks should be done.  It was a woman who did it. If I had known earlier, I would have let my mother-in-law do it.

    While Li Tianxi was working, he saw a group of murderous Taiping soldiers approaching, surrounded by a big man in a yellow turban. The big man was wearing a red satin robe, and his clothes were very luxurious. At a glance, he knew that he must be a long-haired man.  of high official.

    The wife who led Li Tianxi on the sideWhen Guan Zhengwei saw it, he hurriedly pulled Li Tianxi and said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness the King of the West is here, don't move or talk nonsense, or you will be taken as a spy of Qingyao."

    Li Tianxi was startled and hurriedly shrank aside, not daring to raise his head or take a breath.  I saw the King of the West personally inspecting the injuries of the wounded soldiers wherever he went. After saying a few words, the long-haired wounded soldiers were moved to tears. Li Tianxi thought to himself, the long-haired King of the West treats his brave soldiers with love and care.  .

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