The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Park Seung-yeol came ashore excitedly.

"Mr. Zhao."

There was a chorus of greetings.

From the faces of these people, Park Zehu and Li Xiangxi saw absolute trust and respect.

One man fought against hundreds of Japanese troops and assassinated Ito Hirobumi outside Qingyun Palace.

The name of the God of War resounds throughout the peninsula.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back, smiled and nodded.

Park Seung-yeol said: "Mr. Zhao, we have found a base, and there will be enough for the Japanese to drink."

"Well, I have some advice for you."

Park Seung-yeol was as humble as a dog: "Mr. Zhao, please speak."

"You must become a team with faith and ideals, instead of blindly relying on financial interests to bind people's hearts; win over all the people's hearts and minds that can be won, including traffickers, farmers, and flag merchants. Do a good job in intelligence work. I I hope you can persist until the day Korea becomes independent."

Park Seung-yeol said seriously: "Mr. Zhao, please rest assured, Seung-yeol will definitely do it."

Pu Zehu interjected from the side: "Mr. Zhao, we merchants will not stand by and let these soldiers suffer and starve."

"This is also the second point I want to make. What is good at the top must be good at the bottom. Starting from the beginning, we must be honest and honest. You cannot be greedy for half of the money of these patriotic businessmen. It must be put into practice and used to resist Japanese."

Zhao Chuanxin, who had swallowed 100,000 yen from Park Tae-ho, said this to Park Seung-yeol without blushing at all.

Park Zehu was still listening with admiration on his face.

Look, he is high-spirited and clean, and his sleeves are full of breeze. He is talking about Zhao Chuanxin.

Park Seung-yeol solemnly assured Park Tae-hoo: "Seung-yeol will definitely live up to everyone's expectations."

Park Zehu: "I believe you."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

He was suddenly speechless: "Okay, let's disband."

Park Seung-yeol hurriedly asked: "Mr. Zhao, are you leaving?"

"Yeah, everything here is done."

"Mr. Zhao, I think you should take a team of people back when you go back. On the one hand, it will protect your safety, and on the other hand, we can also strengthen the connection between the backwater army and the Ares team in the Jiandao area. We will attack the Japanese from both sides."

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it seriously.

It seems feasible.

The two sides should step up contact, and they might be able to give the Japanese a hard blow in the future.

"Can!"

Park Seung Yeol was actually worried that Zhao Chuanxin would disappear once he left and would have no contact with the God of War team again.

Now Zhao Chuanxin is the spiritual pillar of the Ares team.

He is the idol of the whole team.

As for protecting Zhao Chuanxin, that is just an excuse.

It's not clear who is protecting whom.

Park Seung-yeol smiled and said: "That's great. The team is ready to go and is on the Ares 1 Island."

Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the group of snot-nosed kids with expressions of reluctance.

He thought for a while, avoided everyone, and pulled Xian Yubin aside.

"Aren't there some oak barrels brought from the Japanese on the island? I'll leave some of the stinky liquid for you to use sparingly. If you don't use it up, you can irrigate the fields next year."

Xian Yubin's eyes lit up: "Thank you sir."

He knows how powerful these stinky liquids are. Just look at those amazingly growing wheat seedlings.

This is the liquid blessed by Mr. Zhao...

Zhao Chuanxin took out another bag of money from the secret realm and handed it to Xian Yubin: "This money is for your safekeeping. It is the activity fund of your God of War intelligence agent. Occasionally, you can improve the food, give out bonuses, etc. How to do it specifically, I I guess you've learned a thing or two, so I don't need to waste any more words."

Xian Yubin's eyes were red, and he swore: "Sir, just watch, when we grow up, we will follow you. Whether you want to kill Japanese or Russians, as long as you give the order, we will charge into battle."

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

He didn't think about it that much.

I just think that cultivating a snot-nosed intelligence team will be beneficial to the Ares team.

This group of kids makes the Japanese very hard to guard against, and they can play a big role at critical moments.

He said perfunctorily: "Okay, then just work hard."

My heart says that when you grow up, you still don’t know the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

…

Except for where Zhao Chuanxin is, time continues to flow.

For example, in New York State, Westchester County, North Tarrytown Township.

Ethan Manor,

Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah became close friends who talked about everything.

For Freddie Pertwee, it was unexpected and reasonable.

After all, one of them is crazy and the other is stupid.

Although there is a huge gap in their status.

Benjamin Goldberg would go to great lengths to help Marcus Nkrumah prune the flower beds and transport broken branches and leaves. Will help the big man carry smaller food and drinks.

He was very imaginative but not very capable, so he directed Marcus Nkrumah to build the bushes into a house, a mushroom, a bird and other shapes, which became the unique exquisiteness in Ethan Manor.

In return, Marcus Nkrumah would sit on the steps and listen quietly and patiently to Benjamin Goldberg as he recounted his wild imagination.

At a large scale, it may be thousands of mountains and rivers or even the deep starry sky; at a smaller scale, it may be the specific structure of the body of a bug on the ground, such as the parts of industrial machinery, etc.

Freddie Pawwett thought it would be good for both poor children.

Although he is British, he does not have the arrogance of the British.

Moreover, he has a lot of troubles to deal with recently and has no time to worry about their affairs.

For example, right now he's on the phone to John Moses Browning.

Today's phone signals are often unsustainable and interference is strong.

It took three calls before the call was finally answered.

Freddie Feart said politely: "Mr. Browning, it's me, Freddy Feart, the housekeeper of Ethan Manor."

"oh!"

On the other end of the phone came a polite response that tried to suppress impatience.

Freddy Fearwitt didn't take it seriously: "Mr. Browning, what do you think about it?"

John Moses Browning said: "Your master's idea is not just to condense a heavy machine gun into the size of a pistol. The parts are precise and complex, which means poor reliability. There are also heat dissipation problems. Have you ever seen adding water cooling? A systematic pistol? Haha, your master is so imaginative."

Freddy Fearwet could imagine the teasing look on the face of the old man with a pale face and a skinny body on the other end of the phone.

At the same time, he heard Browning say "whimsical" and inexplicably thought of the child talking to the silly big man in the yard.

Through the bright and clean window, Freddy Pawwitt saw the child sitting in the yard gesturing to describe the content of his fantasy, and said: "Mr. Browning, my master is very smart, he is a magical person." Man, I think..."

Browning was finally impatient enough to interrupt him: "You want to produce weapons, but you don't even have a small workshop. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Freddy Pawwitt hurriedly said: "We now have a small workshop... Oh no, it is a factory with advanced equipment. Because I acquired a company that produces shotguns. After transformation, we can produce weapons at any time. .”

John Moses Browning said: "Mr. Witt, I admire your perseverance. However, I think you should advise your master. He really doesn't understand weapons. Don't make the mistake of a layman guiding an expert. .So be it……"

The phone call that was finally connected was hung up by John Moses Browning.

There was no sound on the phone anymore, but Freddy Fearwitter still held the phone in his hand and hung up the phone with a sigh after a long while.

However, the phone rang immediately.

Freddie Fearvitt was overjoyed. It seemed that the other party had changed his mind.

So he quickly picked up the phone.

The other end of the phone: "Hello, are you afraid of Mr. Witte?"

This was not the voice of John Moses Browning.

"Hello, I'm Freddy Fearvitt."

"Afraid of Mr. Witt, I am Jesse Livermore. Excuse me, is Mr. Zhao back?"

That Jesse Livermore, known as the "Stock Market Madman"?

"Hello, Mr. Livermore. The master of the house hasn't come back yet, but he will come soon. As soon as he comes back, I will ask him to call you."

"Okay. I'm afraid of Mr. Witte. If you can contact him, please tell him that we need to plan in advance and cannot operate temporarily. Please ask him to return to the United States as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Freddy Fearwet was stunned for a long time, then sighed and sent the transoceanic telegram.

…

Island.

In a mountain stream five miles away from the backwater army, Liu Yonghe, who had become increasingly taciturn, squatted by the stream and washed his hands.

The water in the stream is very shallow, so you have to use the tips of your fingers to paddle, otherwise the rotten leaves from the bottom of the water will be picked up and the water will be muddy.

Ge Yunpeng stood behind Liu Yonghe and said: "Battal Commander, the Korean people in Jiandao brought news that the Japanese army has crossed the border. They are a little crazy this time."

Liu Yonghe shook his hand, stood up and said calmly: "I know, go and inform the brothers and prepare to meet the enemy."

Also receiving the news were Chen Zhaochang and Wu Luzhen.

Chen Zhaochang stamped his feet: "Hey, why did things get to this point? Then Jin Wuzhi is such a waste, hasn't he contacted Zhao Chuanxin?"

Wu Luzhen was thinking about countermeasures. He shook his head when he heard this: "Kim Wuzhi arrived in Seoul and couldn't find Zhao Chuanxin. He heard that there was some trouble there. People paraded in the streets to demonstrate. They first killed the Korean traitor Li Wanyong. Later, someone assassinated Ito Hirobumi. That's why Hasegawa was so angry that he asked Saito Kikijiro to lead troops across the border to attack the backwater army in the name of suppressing bandits.

However, Jin Wuzhi found the man named Li Xiuji.

Only then did we know that it was Li Xiuji who led a man named An Duomo to assassinate Ito Hirobumi just to cover up others' eyes and pin the matter on Zhao Chuanxin.

Andomer, I have never heard of it before, I think it should be a pseudonym.

Thomas sounds like the transliteration of English Thomas. "

Chen Zhaochang sighed and complained: "It's too easy to fool around, too tossing. Now that the Japanese army has crossed the border, the chaos is big. What should we do?"

Wu Luzhen stood up, clenched her fists, and her temples were beating: "I led the troops to repel the Japanese in the name of protecting the country and the people."

Chen Zhaochang was startled when he heard this and stopped directly in front of Wu Luzhen: "No, doing this is tantamount to openly falling out with the Japanese. We cannot afford the consequences. Please wait a moment, I will go to the capital to ask for instructions, please The Queen Mother and Prince Qing will decide."

"Master Chen, please move faster. The Japanese army will be able to reach the base camp of the rebel army before tonight."

When Chen Zhaochang left, Wu Luzhen immediately called Xu Shichang.

Soon, Wu Luzhen received a call back from Xu Shichang: The Japanese are all eagles and tigers, sniping and greedy. If our army doesn't stop them, they will make further progress in the future. Isn't that right? Just act carefully, watch and be shocked, and don't make them try their best.

When Wu Luzhen received the news, she paused for a long time with her eyebrows raised and sighed.

Even Xu Shichang did not dare to directly conflict with the Japanese, as can be imagined by the Buddha in the capital.

as expected.

Chen Zhaochang received the news and came back and said: "The Queen Mother and all the princes have made it clear that this matter will be discussed in the long run. The only way is to eliminate the anger of the Japanese first and negotiate with the Japanese later. It is best to fight without bloodshed. This war must not be started." . It is best to hand over the culprit Zhao Chuanxin, or to sacrifice the rebels and let them calm the anger of the Japanese."

Wu Luzhen felt waves of tightness in her chest.

People have broken into the house, but they still have to act like a coward.

Wouldn’t all those years of military training be in vain?

Even if it was Zhao Chuanxin who was responsible for the trouble, after all, wasn't everything Zhao Chuanxin did good for the Qing Dynasty? If chaos breaks out in South Korea, the Japanese will have no time to care.

And if Cixi and Prince Qing did this, wouldn't it chill the hearts of patriotic people and people with lofty ideals all over the world?

As a result, my heart became more determined to fight against the Qing Dynasty.

This Qing Dynasty is really rotten from top to bottom.

He said: "Governor Xu's intention is that even if he does not directly fight the Japanese army, he will lead troops to watch the battle on the sidelines to prevent the Japanese army from attacking with all its strength."

Chen Zhaochang hesitated and said: "But the Queen Mother and the others..."

"The situation is extremely urgent and there is no room for you and me to hesitate. I promise you that I will not engage in direct firefights like the Japanese, but I will never allow them to succeed easily."

Wu Luzhen said it categorically.

Then he called for people: "Raise your troops and generals, fully armed, and march immediately!"

Saito Kijiro was not idle during this time either.

Shinoda Zhice was trapped by love, depressed all day long, and was already half-wasted.

This had a great impact on Saito Kijiro's career, which was equivalent to losing his right-hand man.

He tried to persuade him twice, but he couldn't persuade Shinoda Harice to wake up.

So he hated the iron and stopped caring about him. He had already begun to think about asking someone to come over to assist him in his work.

However, an urgent telegram came from the Korean Unification Supervisory Office, asking him to lead troops across the border to suppress the bandits without delay.

Saito Kijiro immediately cheered up.

He is not afraid of war. The Japanese always start with conspiracy and end with war.

When talking about the use of force, it is necessary to make every inch of it, that's all.

Now that we have the excuse of wiping out the gangsters and thugs led by Zhao Chuanxin, that couldn't be better.

In this way, the Qing court must not dare to go to war with the Japanese army.

Saito Kijiro also beat drums to gather generals, rectify the team and set off.

…

Zhao Chuanxin and his party took the cargo ship of Park Zehu Dacheng Chamber of Commerce and headed westward into the Yellow Sea.

At this time, the south wind should be blowing on other sea surfaces, but on the contrary, the north wind is blowing on the Yellow Sea.

Li Xiangxi leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, his slightly upturned short mustache being blown askew by the wind.

He saw a large number of seabirds hovering in the sky, indicating that the land was not far away.

Like a literary poet, he patted the side of the ship gently: "Hey, it's a long way to go, and I don't know how many twists and turns there will be."

Zhao Chuanxin was on the deck, directing a group of members of the God of War team for morning training.

Due to the wind-driven tides of the Yellow Sea, the waves on the sea surface are very small, so the ups and downs of the deck are very stable.

A group of members of the God of War team were lying on the deck doing push-ups, and Zhao Chuanxin was carrying a thorn stick to supervise from end to end.

When he walked to Li Xiangxi, he heard what he said. Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I will give you a mirror box. When you get to the Peace Conference of All Nations, if those people look on coldly, you can just take out your gun and fuck their mother." Yes. I will equip you with two more magazines. Each magazine has ten bullets, which is enough for you to shoot several dignitaries of the great powers on the spot."

Li Xiangxi's hair stood on end when he heard this.

A militant indeed.

"The Peace Conference of All Nations is a conference that favors the small and suppresses violence, and continues to rise and fall. How could I do such a cruel thing? Then who will come to save Korea in the future?"

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips: "The Peace Conference of All Nations is just a pretext for the powerful to call the world and expand their rights. Do you really take it seriously? I am just too lazy to participate, otherwise there will be These idiots are pretty good-looking. If you bump into a few people, they might be scared and even look at Dahan."

What is peace to the great powers?

Peace means that they peacefully carry out colonial rule and infringe on the rights and interests of other countries, while avoiding war and calming down the competition for interests among the powers.

The peace conference is not for the weak, it is just a balance for the strong to divide their interests.

Fortunately, people like Li Xi and Li Xiangxi were stupid enough to believe their words.

Li Xiangxi was unwilling to continue arguing about this matter.

The arrow has to be fired when it is on the string.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped paying attention to him and turned to look at Ning An who was lying on the ground.

This kid also came.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him on the back with a thorn stick: "Are you doing fucking push-ups? If you don't know, your upper body doesn't move and your lower body rises and falls. I thought you were on the deck!"

The soldier next to him laughed mockingly and cheerfully. This kid had thin skin, tender flesh, and a gorgeous appearance. After entering the team, he immediately attracted ridicule from the crowd, and some members who were not scrupulous about meat and vegetables even groped him. Ning An resisted and was beaten twice.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care and let them go. If he couldn't bear this humiliation, how could he talk about going to the battlefield?

It cannot be said that Ning An is not in good health, but he still has a long way to go before becoming strong. His arms and legs became sore after a few exercises.

Especially in the groove between the pectoralis major and deltoid muscles, Ning An felt so sore that he couldn't even pull his arms.

His face turned red, shame gripped him, and he felt that the sky was black.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at his shoulder with the vitex stick: "Don't hunch forward, don't shrink, make sure it rises and falls in a steady state. Yes, that's it, do it again. Well, ok, not bad, let's try another one. Okay, do it again. one……"

Li Xiangxi looked on with cold eyes. He had never seen soldiers being trained like this and felt that Zhao Chuanxin was doing useless work.

It's just that the handsome big-headed soldier actually did it several more times under Zhao Chuanxin's guidance, and finally he lay on the deck unable to get up, and he was also surprised.

This kind of supervision can actually give people renewed energy?

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back: "Okay, let's rest this group first, and then do another group in two minutes."

A member of the God of War team asked: "Mr. Zhao, how many can you make?"

How many can Zhao Chuanxin do?

He was a little dazed.

I haven’t done that much...

He was extremely confident in his own strength, but he was a little weak in his endurance.

But he couldn't stand down, so Zhao Chuanxin raised his head to the sky: "Me? Haha, I'm out of the range of ordinary push-ups. The push-ups I do are all fancy, which is a level you may not be able to reach even if you practice for many years."