The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Rosada pointed to a leading villager and said: This is the black monkey. Don't kill them all. Just kill the monkey that can jump best, and the rest will disperse.

The adjutant asked again: Then the Qing Empire, will they be held accountable?

Rosada made another metaphor: The Qing Empire is like the group of children just now. They look arrogant, but in fact they are weak. We beat their monkeys to death, and they were angry, but they did not dare to resist. In addition, there is a Chinese idiom called Referring to a deer as a horse, do you understand?

The adjutant began to admire the new governor.

He is fundamentally different from the original Gao Dingyu.

This guy has a brain.

The adjutant gave some instructions, and a Portuguese soldier stepped forward and said while pushing the villagers: I'm warning you not to hurt Portuguese citizens, otherwise I will make you look good.

The leading villager was confused. They were just preventing the survey of the terrain. When did they harm Portuguese citizens?

You are talking nonsense, we are just protecting our homeland...

The Portuguese soldier, before he could finish speaking, took out his dagger and made a cut on the back of his hand. Then he dropped the dagger on the ground, pointed at the villager and said: Ah...he hurt me, this Chinese guy hurt me. …”

The leading villager's head was buzzing, and he subconsciously took a step back and pointed at the Portuguese soldier: You are clearly hurting yourself, so don't slander...

The words were not finished.

boom!

Gunshots fired.

The leading villager threw his head back and fell. He was shot in the chest. His eyes were wide open. Perhaps the bullet had damaged his lungs. His breathing was like a bellows, making a hissing sound.

The others were frightened and instinctively backed away.

How dare you Portuguese people shoot?

The adjutant stood up and shouted: You Chinese people are working together to harm us Portuguese people. This matter is not over!

The others retreated in shock, could they still shoot?

Rosada smiled, took the lead and walked forward with her hands behind her back.

This time, no villager dared to stop him.

The adjutant shouted as he walked: We will send a note to the Qing Empire to inform you of the good things you did today. You dirty and despicable pigs will be punished by your Yamen!

The villagers were even more at a loss.

Because this kind of thing may really happen. From Cixi to the petty officials, they are all such a bunch of things.

Not only did Rosada have the terrain surveyed, he even left fifteen Portuguese soldiers behind, saying they were stationing troops and wanted to build a fort here, claiming that banditry was serious here and must be curbed.

Because the gun killed the first bird, the people dared to be angry but dared not speak out.

But someone immediately reported the matter to the Boundary Demarcation and Maintenance Committee.

The situation escalated immediately.

The heads of the Boundary Demarcation and Maintenance Committee gathered together.

The villagers were brutally beaten to death and falsely accused of being thieves. The Portuguese go too far in bullying others.

What can I do?

Form a militia group and surround the countryside! Gather a large group and work hard to save it!

Under the auspices of the Boundary Demarcation and Maintenance Committee, the Jiu'ao Mountain Vigilante Group was established.

Among them was the little old man who sold water. He became a pioneer at sea and was responsible for sailing to find out the news.

In the afternoon of that day, the Jiuao Mountain Militia, armed with hatchets, machetes, and harpoons, secretly approached the temporary tent of more than ten Portuguese soldiers left by Rosada, and with a shout, they broke into it.

The Portuguese soldiers were stunned. Seeing a group of ferocious-looking fishermen suddenly arriving, they naturally resisted.

However, for a long time, the image of the Chinese people as weak and bullied has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. They had no much defense at all and were killed by countless fishermen in an instant, armed with hatchets, harpoons and other weapons.

Rosada also left behind a cannon, which was also captured by the militia.

The villagers who had just won the battle were very excited and felt that the Portuguese were nothing more than this.

Everyone was shouting like crazy as if they had been beaten to death.

That night, Rosada was also very shocked after receiving the news.

During the day, the timid expressions of the villagers were still vivid in my mind. Why did these sheep turn into wolves in the blink of an eye?

Rosada took a deep breath, which was what he did when there was a big event.

This gentleman is also a capable man. He was originally the governor of the West African colony, but was urgently transferred to Australia Island. In the future, during World War I, he would go to southern Angola and become the supreme commander of Portugal. After World War I and before World War II, he even launched a coup in Portugal with several people and succeeded. He held a high position until his death.

It must be said that this is a man who is steady, cunning and ruthless.

Rosada's cheeks twitched and she said in a deep voice: Send warships immediately, advance into Litchi Bay, and attack this island with all your strength.

The adjutant reminded: Governor, our warships... are gone. They were all sunk by Zhao Chuanxin.

Rosada choked.

Historically, the Portuguese had mobilized warships to attack Coloane, and the villagers on the island were naturally defeated by the strong ships and cannons and were massacred.

But at this time, Zhao Chuanxin accidentally rescued these villagers.

Rosada licked her lips: Gather the soldiers, advance into Coloane, and besiege Jiuao Mountain. Since we are suppressing bandits, we must suppress them thoroughly.

The adjutant hesitated: Would this cause too much trouble?

No problem, call the Qing Empire immediately and tell them that bandits have killed more than ten of our soldiers. The death of Chinese people is nothing. But the death of our people is a big deal. I think the Qing Empire can tell the difference.

What’s scary is not that foreigners think so. What’s scary is that even Cixi and some people think so. Otherwise, Rosada would not have vowed to say this.

But he said that when the villagers on Jiuao Mountain were killed, Chui Shuiju had already learned that Zhao Chuanxin had left, so he returned to Shushan to join Li Zhitao without knowing about it.

In the absence of Zhao Chuanxin, for Chui Shuiju, Jiuao Mountain was just a desolate place.

He won't linger.

Everything happened too fast.

When Li Zhitao received the news, the militia on Jiuao Mountain had been besieged by Portuguese soldiers overnight.

The residents of the island united and repelled the attacks of Portuguese soldiers three times. Even Rosada did not expect this.

This made him very angry.

He called the adjutant: Have the soldiers lost their blood for a long time after living here? After attacking a group of fishermen, they were beaten back three times?

The adjutant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: Governor, it's just that these country bumpkins are familiar with the terrain and use this advantage to deal with us. As long as the governor sends more troops, they will definitely go to the island during the day today and slaughter all these bandits.

Rosada was bold and careful: Since they resisted so fiercely, they have confirmed their identity as gangsters. You quickly increase your troops and divide them into two groups. One group attacks on the shore, and the other group takes the water route. We don't have warships, but We can also commandeer a few clippers. If they dare to resist, don’t blame me for killing them all, making it impossible for them to escape by boat.

The adjutant gritted his teeth and said: I promise to capture this island today, let our Portuguese flag fly on Jiuao Mountain, and let their houses become our forts.

Go ahead.

Lianhua Street, Shushan.

Li Zhitao paced back and forth.

Chui Shuiju hurried back from outside, and Li Zhitao hurriedly stepped forward and asked, How is the situation developing?

Chui Shuijiao wiped his sweat and said, It's not good. Rosada has sent more troops. I guess Coloane will fall soon. The Portuguese also commandeered several merchants' clippers, saying they were intercepting the escaping bandits on the sea. I expect the fishermen on Kau O Mountain will suffer.

Have you sent a telegram to the boss? Li Zhitao asked eagerly.

It's done, the deputy master said. The master is taking his apprentice out for shopping. He said he wants to prepare some things and travel around the Central Plains together. We are sending people to look for them in the streets and alleys. The master will rush over as soon as they are found.

Li Zhitao was extremely anxious and murmured to himself: If that doesn't work, I will lead my men to attack the Portuguese soldiers from behind.

Chuishuiju was startled: Absolutely not. Boss, if those fishermen have been trained for a long time, they may be able to attack us. But now they are unable to protect themselves and do not know how to cooperate. If we go there, we will die. That is Portugal regular army.

Li Zhitao stamped his feet: I hope the leader won't blame me. These fishermen are the same. Don't you understand how much you weigh?

…

Zhao Chuanxin was shopping with Benjamin Goldberg and Gan Fan.

Master, tell me, compared to Hong Kong Island, how about the inland Mingchuan Daze?

Zhao Chuanxin is picking cardamom and peppercorns. When it comes to the use of spices in the kitchen, northerners are far behind southerners.

Since he is going to travel all over the world, for a person like Zhao Chuanxin who is very meticulous, he doesn't have to bring anything, but he must have all the food.

He said: Hong Kong Island is like a beautiful village girl who has seen a little bit of the world, but has a small scale. On the other hand, the Mainland is like a noble lady with profound background. She seems to have been raised in a boudoir and is unknown to others, but once she comes into contact with her, It’s enough for you to drink a pot.”

The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel funny when he heard Zhao Chuanxin talking to a child like this.

The hair hasn’t even grown yet, enough to drink two pots.

Benjamin Goldberg said with great anticipation: Are there dragons? Is there Taotie? Is there Xuanwu? If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. If the mountains are not high, there will be immortals. Those deep mountains shrouded in clouds and mist , is there a god as powerful as Master?

What kind of books have you been reading all day long? There's a fairy, feudal superstition.

Benjamin Goldberg: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly sneezed.

I can’t remember the last time I sneezed, it seems like it was so long ago before the end of the Qing Dynasty.

He cursed: I don't know which bitch is gossiping about my wife and saying bad things about me. Boss, these spices are all overrated for me, let's settle the score.

This is no longer the ancient time when pepper was worth the same as gold.

But the spices are still expensive. After thinking about it, the boss said: Chenghui, 38 yuan. Are you two going to open a restaurant?

Zhao Chuanxin took out the money and shook his head: No, I will use it to feed the pigs and dogs.

The boss sneered: Are you kidding? What kind of pig or dog is so precious and worthy of eating such a thing?

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the dry rice and then at Benjamin Goldberg: The dogs are here, the pigs are here. Maybe this is the breeder's helplessness.

The boss laughed.

Benjamin Goldberg also laughed: Master, what else should we buy?

The further north we go, the colder the weather will be. We need to buy some clothes to keep out the cold. Zhao Chuanxin made a summary: It's better not to be too conspicuous, just buy some clothes that common people wear.

With that said, he walked towards a clothing store.

Only then did Benjamin Goldberg know what Zhao Chuanxin wanted to buy.

Long gown, thick cotton jacket...

After Zhao Chuanxin bought a few sets of clothes that fit him casually, he took his apprentice and rice out and went out. A man wearing Xuantian Sect work clothes hurriedly ran over: Master, I finally found you. The deputy master has something urgent, urgent... …”

Zhao Chuanxin asked: What do you want to do first?

The man scratched his head: I only heard a general idea. I don't know if it's correct. It was said that the Portuguese attacked Mount Jiusha...

Zhao! Zhao Chuanxin put away his clothes: Benjamin, go back and let your Uncle Li arrange to take a boat to Ao Island. As a teacher, you must be one step ahead.

Benjamin Goldberg hesitated for a moment and shouted: Master, will it be dangerous if I go now?

Zhao Chuanxin strode forward without looking back: It doesn't matter, by the time you arrive, Rosada's blood will run cold!

Benjamin Goldberg thought of The Romance of the Three Kingdoms that he had recently read in his spare time.

I can't help but sigh: In ancient times, Guan Yun Chang warmed wine and beheaded Hua Xiong, but now my master has cooled his blood and severely beat Luo Shada!