The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The Chili Peppers only had about 300 people, while the rebels snowballed to 1,700 people.

There was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, and the Chili Peppers' home court advantage was greatly undermined by the instability of their internal support.

Miguel Esteban was wounded and moved off the front lines.

Agure Ida dared to fight and charged forward, leading Justino in front.

Pablo Rojas sits in the rear, commanding the overall situation while ensuring the security of the base camp.

Although it was strictly guarded, it was impossible to guard against it. Among the low-level people in Qutshalan, some of the rebels' comrades had already turned into mobs.

They gathered and laid siege to the estate of Camilo Torric, a large landowner.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Ever since Zhao Chuanxin arrived at Quitshalan, Camilo Torik has long lost his former courage.

His men's talents have withered away, and most of the brave ones have been killed by Zhao Chuanxin, while the rest are just fearless people who are running away.

Nowadays, some soldiers and generals, but a few rebels, cooperated with the mob inside and outside, and it took less than half an hour to break through the manor.

The fat little Juvencio Torric was hidden in the cellar by his father. He witnessed his father being shot through a gap in the wooden planks. His aunt, who had been charming like a ripe flower all day long, was kidnapped by the mob. There was a heartbreaking "squeaking" sound above her head. That was the sound of furniture and other items being moved away.

In his arms was a book, a picture album sent by Zhao Chuanxin.

He blocked his mouth with a book, which was the only thing that gave him some comfort at the moment.

"Don John Constantine, please save me, save my aunt, please, show yourself..."

While he was praying, the deafening sound of "Tata Ta" gunfire and the screams of people came from outside.

Blood flowed down the cracks in the boards and into the cellar.

Juvencio Torric touched his forehead, it was sticky, wet and fishy.

That's blood.

Then the cellar door was opened, and the sunlight poured in without any hindrance. The stinging Juvencio Tolic covered his eyes with his hands.

It's over, he's going to be killed.

Juvencio Torric was despairing.

Then he heard a familiar voice: "Come up."

It was Don John Constantine.

Juvencio Torric seemed to see God.

He crawled out quickly, and it turned out to be Don John Constantine.

Juvencio Torric saw his father lying in a pool of blood. Not far away, he saw his aunt whose clothes were torn and who was also lying in a pool of blood.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the corpse of Ignasia Torik, which looked like a bullet, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity that such good clothes are torn."

Others: "..."

Then he walked out with Juvencio Torric: "Don't look at it. You can't bring him back to life even if you look at him a few more times. Just accept the reality."

Troubled times are like this.

Juvencio Torric was in a daze and burst into tears.

He followed Zhao Chuanxin away like a marionette.

Pablo Rojas said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Don John Constantine, the mob and the rebels are all dead."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded expressionlessly, came to the onlookers of Kuit Shalan residents, jumped on the low wall, and said to them in Spanish that he had already practiced: "There may be rebel comrades among you, I don't care." .As long as you don’t cause trouble in my territory, you will be killed without mercy!”

A man shouted: "Don John Constantine, you'd better think about the consequences of going against the rebels..."

Bang.

Before the man could finish speaking, he was shot in the forehead and fell to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin blew the gun smoke from the Colt revolver: "You should think about the consequences of going against me."

The rest of the people were silent and bowed their heads.

It's hard to say who is more cruel.

Zhao Chuanxin took people to the front line.

Ajure Ida was overjoyed to see Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin asked people to drive over ten donkey carts, all of which were equipped with 7cm Italian field mountain cannon and Maxim.

The Italian artillery was stolen by Zhao Chuanxin from the Japanese in Sakhalin.

Maxim was produced by Benjamin Arsenal.

Zhao Chuanxin could see the arrogant faces of the rebels through the telescope. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Set up the cannon and let them come in to fight."

The Americans funded the construction of railways outside the customs, and the last batch of payments will not be settled until next month, so he cannot reveal his identity for the time being.

If not, Zhao Chuanxin could kill this group of rebels in one round trip.

The rebels are very rampant, after all, they have strength in numbers.

Pablo Rojas gritted his teeth: "This army is Zapata's team, and many of the guns they use are bought from us."

Zhao Chuanxin had dealt with Emiliano Zapata and said firmly: "At this time, the whole of Mexico is in rebellion, and Zapata cannot control all the troops. It should not be his original intention."

This is also true.

With wars raging all over Mexico, neither Pancho Villa in the north nor Emiliano Zapata in the south could truly control the rebel forces.

The rebels and the mob were in a state of madness, like wildfire, trying to ignite all the rotten grass.

Sure enough, Zhao Chuanxin used a little trick, and the rebels thought that the Pepper Team was as vulnerable as the federal army they encountered before and prepared to escape.

They shouted slogans like "attack the local tyrants and divide their fields" and charged wildly.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Fire."

Ten Italian small-caliber mountain guns and dozens of Maxims fired simultaneously.

Boom boom boom...

Tata Tata...

The rebels were stunned.

They fought all the way and never encountered such fierce firepower.

Just a day?

Aguire Ida, Pablo Rojas, Justino and others had never seen such a war scene.

Although the artillery was amateurish and the machine gunners were unlicensed, even if they were fighting and killing randomly, the rebels were still beaten and screamed and fled.

Zhao Chuanxin climbed on the fake: "The rest of you follow."

The biggest advantage of the Chili Squad is mobility, and everyone has a horse.

Zhao Chuanxin took the lead, drew out the cavalry knife and slashed left and right, sprinted 100 meters to the end, and 13 people were killed by his cavalry knife.

He put the cavalry knife back into the scabbard on the side of the saddle, took out the Mondragon rifle and fired on horseback.

One shot and one, no shot missed the target.

The morale of the Chili Squad behind was greatly boosted, and they followed the charge with a roar, and the King of Rolls M1908 lever rifles were pulled with a click.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the reins and told his men: "Kill, the rebels carry a lot of money, whoever robs it will get it."

Last time he killed people to establish his authority and intimidate the newcomers.

Now his words are like imperial decrees.

If he ordered to rob the rebels, no one would dare to rob the civilians.

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the stump of the bald cypress tree and watched the killing around him.

These rebels really robbed everything, just like a corpse at Zhao Chuanxin's feet, which was actually holding a violin.

This violin was already very old, Zhao Chuanxin picked it up casually, tried the sound, and it was just an ordinary one, so he put it on his shoulder and started playing.

When he was working on the film soundtrack with Li Shutong, Zhao Chuanxin also learned the violin from him.

It was not very good, estimated to be at the level of Grade 4.

When a song "purple passion" was played, the killing became passionate.

The Chili Team followed the sound of the violin to make up for the knife and gun, and the wailing around.

Zhao Chuanxin squinted his eyes, playing the violin in ecstasy, and when he opened his eyes again, a group of people had gathered around him.

He put away the violin and stood up and said: "Spread the news. From now on, whether it is the rebels or the federal army coming to Quetshalan, they will be like dragons coiled and tigers crouching!"

"Yes."

Zhao Chuanxin washed up, had dinner, and rode the third generation of dragons across the Atlantic Ocean and headed straight for The Hague.

...

Zhao Lingjun now has her own place in Noordeinburg - her own room.

She pooped with her butt sticking out: "Margot, Margot, come and wipe my butt, I can't reach it..."

The door was closed, and Margot couldn't hear it.

There was a bell next to it, but Zhao Lingjun couldn't reach it with his butt sticking out.

She said to the crow: "Go and call Margot over."

The crow turned his head away and pretended not to hear.

Zhao Lingjun's eyes widened: "Go call Margot, or the poop will get on your pants."

The crow tilted its head and adjusted its feathers, standing still.

Zhao Lingjun was furious: "Wait, wait..."

Fortunately, Margot came to the bathroom and wiped the princess's butt.

Zhao Lingjun pushed Margot away and pulled up his pants clumsily.

As soon as he pulled up his pants, he ran towards the crow.

She climbed up the chair with her hands and feet, and stood on tiptoe to slap the crow: "You dog, I told you not to be obedient."

The crow was beaten so hard that it almost fell off the shelf.

It was not to be outdone, and raised its wings to slap Zhao Lingjun in the face.

Zhao Lingjun was slapped off the chair, which showed how strong the force was.

Margot was startled and ran towards Zhao Lingjun in a hurry.

Zhao Lingjun got up from the ground as if nothing had happened, and was about to fight with the crow.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to kill this bastard..."

"Princess, don't be impulsive. We can talk it over."

The crows were flying around in the corridor.

Zhao Lingjun was shouting and chasing after them.

The two short legs were moving so fast that it was difficult for Margot, an adult, to catch up.

Margot secretly complained that when the princess grew up a few years, she would overturn Noordenburg.

She chased for a while and saw a figure at the end of the corridor.

Then the little princess braked suddenly, but she couldn't stop and fell down and slid one meter in the corridor.

This fall was really strong.

Zhao Lingjun got up: "Dad, you are finally here."

Zhao Chuanxin hugged his daughter and carried her on his shoulders: "What a strong heroine. She didn't cry even after falling like this. It's amazing."

The crow landed on his other shoulder.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't like Noordenburg.

It was dark, and he had to turn on the lights day and night.

Back in Zhao Lingjun's room, the crow landed, and the child and the bird were at peace because of his appearance.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the various toys he had collected for his daughter.

A clockwork boy, holding a fan in his hand, can fan the wind.

Margot saw it strangely and said: "Sir, do you think this little man is scary?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't pay attention at first, but when he looked closely, he saw that it had a white face, a scarlet mouth, and red clothes...

"Or don't play with this..."

Before Zhao Chuanxin put it away, Zhao Lingjun screamed: "No, that's mine..."

A money stick - a bamboo stick with a vertical hole and a copper coin in it, which will make a collision sound when it hits the ground.

Zhao Lingjun turned around and asked: "Dad, what is this called?"

"This is called the Overlord Whip, the Queen's weapon."

Zhao Lingjun picked up the Overlord Whip and was about to hit the crow on the shelf.

Zhao Chuanxin was quick and grabbed her collar.

Zhao Lingjun struggled with his legs, but couldn't move forward, which made Margot laugh.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a wooden plane, with a clay figure sitting in the cabin, which could also be wound up and run forward.

Zhao Lingjun was attracted and stopped: "I know, I know, this is called a plane, Dad, can it fly?"

Margot thought: The best way to deal with a child who won't walk and is walking backwards is to divert his attention. The master has a solution.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "It can't fly, but it can run."

He wound up the spring and put it on the ground, and the three wheels of the plane slid on the ground.

Zhao Lingjun's eyes lit up: "This is not a plane, it's a treadmill."

"Three-legged treadmills are not common, so keep it."

The small chair and clay figurine set made of silver wire, building blocks, chess for children on the grassland, nesting dolls, various small animals with hidden mechanisms...

Zhao Chuanxin also has a new toy for his daughter, but it's too late today, so he plans to give it to her tomorrow.

Zhao Lingjun happily fiddled with various toys.

Although he is smart, Zhao Lingjun has not deviated from his childish nature, and he is particularly curious.

Zhao Chuanxin said to his daughter: "It's almost time to go to bed. I'll go find your mother."

"No." Zhao Lingjun refused: "You sleep here."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "If I don't go to sleep with your mother in my arms, your mother will be unhappy."

Zhao Lingjun threw the wooden toy to the ground: "Humph, if you don't sleep with Margot in your arms, Margot will be unhappy."

Margot: "..."

She thought: It's interesting, Your Highness, it's really interesting.

In the end, Zhao Chuanxin coaxed his daughter to sleep, and in Margot's disappointed eyes, he went into Wilhelmina's bedroom.

The Hague has a low altitude and changeable weather, with more cloudy days than sunny days.

Zhao Chuanxin caught a good time, and it happened to be sunny.

He fled to Noordeinburg with the queen and princess, and jumped down from the back window of the castle one by one with the mother and daughter in his arms.

The three of them rode their bicycles to the beach. Zhao Chuanxin showed Zhao Lingjun the electric beach car he and Xingyue had made: "This is for you, Dad."

Zhao Lingjun's eyes lit up, and he rushed forward with a roar, making a strange "Didi Beibei" sound.

"Our car doesn't need to be powered by the mouth, it can run, Dad will teach you how to do it."

In The Hague, when people face the sea, the sun rises from behind.

Wilhelmina is the queen, but she has a little bit of a girly taste in her bones. Maybe she shouldn't have been born in an imperial family.

She watched Zhao Chuanxin and Zhao Lingjun go crazy on the beach. The small beach car was powerful, and the wheels threw up sand, splashing Zhao Chuanxin all over.

Without the guards nearby, she didn't worry about her safety.

With Zhao Chuanxin here, I'm afraid no one in the world can hurt her and her mother.

"We are going to the restaurant in front to eat, you drive and follow."

Zhao Chuanxin walked in front holding Wilhelmina's hand.

Zhao Lingjun stepped on the accelerator and drifted to catch up: "Compete with me in speed, haha."

Duang!

"Ouch..."

But it hit a bronze statue on the beach.

The car was stuck and the wheels slipped on the spot and couldn't get out.

Zhao Lingjun jumped out of the car, stuck his butt and dragged hard: "Get out..."

She actually pulled him out.

Wilhelmina frowned: "Be a lady..."

Zhao Lingjun turned a deaf ear to him, got in the car and rushed out, leaving behind a smug laugh.

Wilhelmina gritted her teeth: "If this goes on, I will be a mess in a few years, what can I do?"

Whose child is only two years old and has grown one meter tall?

Whose two-year-old child walks fast and has terrifying coordination of hands and feet?

At first, this child would cry when he fell, but later he simply kept silent and got up to continue his crazy.

At first, Zhao Lingjun's IQ shocked Wilhelmina.

Since he could crawl and walk, Zhao Lingjun's IQ, memory and language talent are still amazing, but he has lost interest in book learning and is so active that it is a headache.

Once, he almost scared Wilhelmina to death.

There was electricity in Noordeinborg, and Zhao Lingjun was curious about electricity. He reached out and touched it, and his hair stood up.

Wilhelmina called a doctor, who checked and told her: "The princess is in ridiculous health..."

Another time, Zhao Lingjun ran to the kitchen and knocked over the pea soup that had just come out of the pot.

The fat boy's arm was burned a lot.

Wilhelmina cared for this only child very much, and she was so distressed that she cried.

Although Zhao Lingjun grimaced, he didn't cry. Instead, he wiped Wilhelmina's tears: "What's there to cry about? It will be healed in less than three days."

Wilhelmina was worried that there would be scars in the future, but the burns healed in three days, and the skin on the fat arm was as delicate as usual.

Later, no one could take care of the princess, and they couldn't take care of her at all.

If you lose focus for a moment, the princess will disappear.

Zhao Lingjun has a high IQ. Although he is a bit pretentious and curious about everything, he will not do stupid things like jumping off the building. He still has a sense of propriety.

When the three of them arrived at the restaurant, Zhao Chuanxin took a look at the menu: "What the hell is this?"

Zhao Lingjun saw the waiter mopping the floor with a mop, so he snatched the mop away and wiped back and forth with his butt sticking up.

The waiter didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Zhao Chuanxin remembered a news report he had seen before, in which a naughty child was splashed with hot pot soup...

He waved to Zhao Lingjun: "Girl, come here, Dad wants to tell you something."

Zhao Lingjun came over with a mop: "Dad, what's the matter?"

"Have you ever thought that adults have a lot of troubles, and when children make trouble, they will be annoyed. What if, one day, someone is annoyed by your making trouble and they want to hurt you?"

Zhao Lingjun thought for a while, and saw the crow standing on the stair railing outside the restaurant and said: "Let the ghost peck his eyes?"

“…” Zhao Chuanxin coaxed: “What if the dead spirits don’t have time to save you? It’s like pea soup, what if someone throws pea soup on you?”

Zhao Lingjun waved his hand carelessly: “It’s okay, it will be fine in three days.”

“But it hurts.”

“What’s the pain? Dad, you don’t understand, I can stop myself from feeling pain.”

Zhao Chuanxin was puzzled: “What are you talking about?”

Zhao Lingjun glanced at Wilhelmina and hooked his finger at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin leaned over, and Zhao Lingjun whispered in his ear: “Dad, once my mother spanked me, and I found that as long as I wanted, I could stop myself from feeling pain. I didn’t feel pain when I fell down, and I didn’t feel pain when I got burned.”

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked.

Since taking the Six Senses Potion, he was also able to block the pain.

The problem is, when Wilhelmina was pregnant, he hadn’t taken the Six Senses Potion yet, so it couldn’t be inherited, right?

Gene mutation?

"Really, Dad. I can also not feel itchy when bitten by a mosquito. Don't tell my mother that I don't feel pain when she hits me, let her be proud for a few years."

"..."

"What are you two whispering about?" Wilhelmina was dissatisfied with being kept in the dark.

Zhao Chuanxin coughed: "Nothing, Zhao Lingjun said the food here is not delicious, so she asked me to cook for her."

The three of them didn't eat in the restaurant after all.

After leaving, Zhao Chuanxin was still worried: "My daughter, if someone wants to stab you with a knife, it will be very dangerous. How will you deal with it?"

"Dad, I heard the guards talking privately. They said that you can beat hundreds or thousands of people by yourself. Teach me, and I will beat anyone who is annoying in the future."

Zhao Chuanxin thought it made sense.

This child is too naughty, and he is afraid of the worst.

"Dad can teach you something, but you can't hurt people at will."

"I promise." Zhao Lingjun smiled happily.

Wilhelmina's face changed: "No, I don't agree."

The three fled from Noordeinburg, but when they were making breakfast on the beach, they were still discovered by the guards who chased them.

Zhao Chuanxin was mischievous and made a guard shape for Zhao Lingjun with black rice, eggs, apples, cream and chocolate sauce.

The black rice ball was used as the hat, the boiled egg was the face, the red apple peel was the body, and the chocolate sauce and cream were used to outline the facial features and pants.

It can't be said to be like, it's simply lifelike.

Zhao Lingjun laughed and took it to the guard to see.

The guard's old face turned black.

Wilhelmina smiled bitterly: "You two father and daughter can make people angry to death."

Although Zhao Chuanxin teased the guards, he brought their breakfast.

Small barley porridge, potato cakes, fried fish, Mexican tacos...

No one knew where he got the stack of plates from.

Zhao Chuanxin called: "Come and eat together."

The guards were unmoved, but they didn't eat breakfast and their stomachs were pounding and they kept swallowing saliva.

Wilhelmina said, "Come here, let's eat together."

The guards dared to take it.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "Thank you for protecting my family. I made a few knives as gifts for you."

Zhao Chuanxin handed a knife to each guard.

Each knife had a cowhide sheath. When it was pulled out, the sun shone on the dragon scale pattern on the blade.

This is an alloy knife, mixed with metals brought from the "Old God Code".

The pupils of several guards contracted when they saw it - it was so damn beautiful.

The knife made by Zhao Chuanxin himself was very impressive.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Lingjun: "Dad, I want one too."

Wilhelmina: "Shut up!"

...

Saturday, May 13, early morning.

More than 4,500 rebels surrounded the Mexican city of Torreon and fought fiercely with 800 federal defenders in the city.

On the night of May 14, the federal army retreated.

At six o'clock in the morning of May 15, the rebels entered the city of Torreon.

Many Mexicans have long disliked the Chinese.

Why?

The Chinese are smarter, more diligent, and naturally richer than them.

After the rebels entered the city, they immediately colluded with the mob and began to loot and destroy Chinese shops, burning, killing and plundering.

How much do they hate the Chinese?

It's not enough to just die, they also want to whip the corpse.

Chen Bangshu's wife advised him to close the business a few days ago, but Chen Bangshu refused.

As a result, when the rebels entered the city, his laundry room was the first to be hit. In order to let his wife and children escape, Chen Bangshu stayed at the door to delay time.

He told his wife: "Send a telegram to Mr. Situ and ask him to find Mr. Zhao to protect you..."

Chen Bangshu was hacked to death by the surging mob with Mexican sickles, and his head and limbs were thrown on the street by the mob.

A team of rebel cavalry drove Chinese vegetable farmers on the outskirts of Torreon to a nearby slaughterhouse.

They asked the Chinese vegetable farmers to line up and then collectively shot them on the spot.

Afterwards, they drove their horses to trample the corpses to vent their anger.

The massacre lasted from sunrise to sunset in the morning.

In the riot, more than 300 Chinese people, including Chen Bangshu, died.

Countless properties were looted.

Kang Youwei's Huamo Bank was also looted.

Chen Bangshu's wife and children escaped, but the next day, after the rebel leader ordered a ban on the massacre, he managed to send a telegram to Situ Meitang in New York.

Situ Meitang was shocked when he received the news and immediately called Freddy Pavitt to explain the situation.

It took most of the day for the telegram to reach Hong Kong Island.

After receiving the telegram, Li Guangzong used a wireless mobile phone to chat in a group: "Shijie, you should immediately let the Americans pay off the balance of the railway, preferably today, and publish a message on the Internet in the name of the president of Lubinfu Bank to announce it to the whole country..."