After gently exhaling a breath of turbid air, Yang Meng felt a little relaxed at the character in time and space, but when he heard this warm current, it was not the internal energy that had been in his previous life for a long time, and he didn't know whether he was relieved or disappointed.

Huh?

After turning his head slowly, he saw a thin man with barefoot standing behind the old man. He felt a little more guessing in his heart, and at the same time he felt a vague sense of familiarity and closeness.

"Silly Er, your mind is particularly active today. No wonder you dare to pounce on the foreigners and block a shot for your master. You won't be able to open your head, right?"

Although the words on his mouth were a little unkind, the man's dark and ordinary face showed a hint of cleverness and gratitude. It seemed that he was extremely moved and grateful for the incident of Yang Meng's previous blocking the gun for Master Li.

"This guy is still called Sha Er. From now on, he will be your junior brother. You have always been the most solid in the three-body stance and footwork. You will first lead him to the introduction. As for your master's half-step Bengquan, I think you will not hide your own personalities to this child..."

Although the old man seemed to scold, the wrinkles and smiles suddenly bloomed on his face revealed that he valued the man very much. After thinking about the man's words, the old man might have some feelings and turned to Yang Meng and said, "Although you have always been slower, you are rare to be honest and filial. I know that you have always wanted to learn Xingyiquan from me, how about being my disciple in the future?"

Yang Meng made the two of them make such a fuss, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, and then he found that he was not surprised at all.

No wonder the predecessor did so many ridiculous things in his memory. It turned out that this guy was the legendary "Qigenxian". But now it seems that this is pretty good. I just came here and I was disguised with my eyes. I used the character and code of conduct of my predecessor, Sha Er, to cover up. Even if there is something wrong with his words and behavior, no one will be serious or attacked a fool. The most important thing is that this is very suitable for the obscene mentality of a otakus pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

“The master is on…”

Before Yang Meng could struggle to get up from the bed, Li Yi quickly pressed him down with his hands and eyes. Looking at the child's childishness and "simplicity", he couldn't help feeling a little sad and happy.

Sadly, this child is slow to think and occasionally a little mentally retarded. Even if he passes on the True Fist Skill, he may not be able to understand it. What is happy is that this child is enthusiastic about boxing and his thoughts are even more filial than his own son...

Li gently patted Yang Meng's shoulder and signaled him to lie down and rest. Then he turned around and said to the thin man beside him: "Yun Xiang, although he joined forces with the Qing army to kill hundreds of Russians, shocking the foreign devils of the Eight Kingdoms outside the port, Senior Brother Cao said that this Laolongkou Station is a place that military strategists must fight for, and foreign devils will definitely not give up. If their large troops come back, relying solely on the swords and guns of our boxing regiment and the Qing soldiers, they will only be in vain...

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Yang Meng's pale face and pondered for a moment: "After a while, arrange for the injured brothers to rush back to the headquarters first, it is best to hide in the Wumen brothers' homes. If the situation at the station is critical, let our Xingyi disciples go to the capital separately. First, find two people to send your junior brother to Huanglian's mother's house. Then I ask her to send the child back to the Red Building with the lanterns to recover from the wounds. When the situation in Tianjin is clear, I will find an opportunity to send your junior brother back to the capital."

The man named Yunxiang's face darkened and he nodded silently. Although this sneak attack was very successful, he lost four or five hundred people while winning by more than less. Thinking of the giant ships and cannons parked by the Eight-Nation Alliance at the port, even if these 30,000 Tianjin boxers were filled with their bodies, they would probably not be able to fill the gap outside Tianjin...

Putting aside his confusion in his heart, Yun Xiang turned around and walked out of the platform, while instructing the brothers of the boxing team who were still in high spirits to quickly clean up the battlefield and rush back overnight, while running to a woman in her thirties...

"I didn't expect that this stupid man is really a bit stupid and lucky. He can actually make Mr. Li look at him..."

The woman in red followed Yun Xiang to the side of Li, and nodded politely to Master Li, who was calm and composed, and then unexpectedly looked at Yang Meng who was still demented. She didn't think there was anything special about this stupid boy. She would even bravely block the musket. After thinking about it, she only said such a stupid word.

Although her skin was a little dark, Lin Heier's appearance was beautiful and charming, and she showed a bit of heroic spirit when she opened her mouth. The senior sister, who led the three thousand female boxers in Tianjin, found that Yang Meng's future was bright when she found out that Master Li was begging her to hide the child in the Red Chamber. She deliberately came over with a noble despair, to visit or condolence to this stupid and famous child, which can be regarded as a good relationship with Master Li...

As soon as the sky was dawn, Lin Heier's men had already hidden Yang Meng into the Red Building. The invitations of Zhili Governor Yulu invited Cao Futian, Zhang Decheng and Lin Heier were also sent to the Yihequan Tianjin General Office by his personal soldiers. It is said that they would join forces with the Boxer Regiment and Nie Shicheng's Wuwei Army and the Lian Army under Ma Yukun to guard Tianjin City.

The war was about to come, and when the news spread, the whole Tianjin Wei suddenly became boiling.

The Boxers were happy that the Boxers were now, just as the senior brother said, just like the imperial army, they were the rebels who defended their families and the country, and they were also the army that pleaded for the people.

What ordinary people are happy is that the power of the Tianjin guards has been greatly enhanced again. Seeing that there is already an army of nearly 100,000, I am still afraid that the red-haired barbarians will be able to turn the world into the sky?

Of course, Yang Meng, who was already lying safely in the Red Chamber at this time, did not think so. Although his history was not particularly good, I remember that this year, the Eight-Nation Alliance first broke through Tianjin, then captured Beijing, and burned, killed and looted the city for a long time.

Besides, as long as you are a Chinese in later generations, you will remember the shocking evil deed of burning the Old Summer Palace. Although this year is the second time this year, Yang Meng knew from these vague memories that even the Red Mansion, which is singing every night, would not be able to be kept when Tianjin fell. He just hopes that time can be delayed for a few more days and not let himself be the one who is as miserable as the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, even if it is burning incense.

"Uncle Liu, please give me some food again..."

A thin old man in his fifties dressed up like a later generation. He put down the tray in his hand and said to Yang Meng with a smile: "Don't move around. Your senior brother entrusts you to Lao Liu, just to make you get better quickly, have a meal quickly, and you will have to change the medicine for you later..."

Yang Meng nodded foolishly, ate the hot black noodle soup voraciously, and then opened the thick burlap bandage wrapped around his waist with great tactility.

"Thank you for your luck, the gunshot wound looks much lighter than when I first came yesterday. Maybe I saw it wrong yesterday. Otherwise, even if the young people are full of energy, I'm afraid they won't be able to get better so quickly..."

Lao Liu's hands were very nimble when he was skillfully cleaned the wound, applied medicine and wrapped bandages, but he didn't know that the reason why the gunshot wound looked much healed was entirely caused by some kind of change caused by Yang Meng's body after traveling through time.

Yang Meng didn't notice this at this moment, but nodded according to Lao Liu's words, "No, I was too panicked yesterday when I was shot. Today I felt that the wound was much lighter. I hope that the foreigner started the war in a few days in the evening, maybe I could return to the battlefield..."

Unfortunately, the Eight-Nation Alliance's offensive was much faster than Yang Meng expected. Just the day after the Boxer Regiment sneaked into Laolongkou Station, more than 2,000 Russian soldiers drove to the Niangniang Temple Cannon.

More than 2,000 muskets and more than a dozen cannons, the Boxers stationed here suffered heavy casualties. The crackling sounds were crackling for more than half a day before they stopped. If Cao Futian and Nie Shicheng had not been prepared, they had ambushed thousands of Boxers and the imperial court's training here, even if the casualties were severe, they would probably not be able to fight against their opponents, let alone killing and injuring more than 500 Russian troops in one fell swoop, and temporarily stabilized their strategic goal.

"Mr. Nie, although the foreign devils have temporarily retreated, there are not many bullets and medicines left. We should find a way to ask the Governor for help and guard the Empress Temple..."

Nie Shicheng looked at Cao Futian with a worried look on his face, and his mouth moved but he didn't say anything. Since the senior brother Cao entered Tianjin in June, he still had the demeanor of a general. Without his suppression, the storm of burning foreign goods to attack merchants in the whole country would probably be even more violent.

The day before yesterday, he led his troops to fight the Eight-Nation Alliance at Laolongtou Railway Station. To this day, he is still in a tug-of-war, with countless dead boxers. However, such a patriotic boxer leader does not understand politics at all, nor does he understand that in the hearts of those adults, he has long marked the boxers as "sacrifices". As long as the situation is wrong, he will betray them to foreigners at any time, and even make a knife for them behind the scenes.

The mediocre Qing court fought like a dog, but the civil war was like a wolf or a tiger. Although Nie Shicheng had already decided to kill himself, he was undoubtedly extremely angry in such a war that could not be fought.

"This dog-day foreigner! This dog-day court..."

According to the sisters in the lantern photos in the Red Chamber, Yang Meng's master single-handedly attacked the Niangniang Temple by Mr. Li, when the Eight-Nation Alliance attacked the Niangniang Temple, he led senior brother Yunxiang and other experts from the Tianjin escort agency and other martial arts gangs to Chenjiagou to harass and attack the Russians there. However, even the senior boxers with martial arts skills could not get any advantage in front of the modern army that had dug up fortifications and prepared ammunition.

This is another head-on collision between cold weapons and hot weapons. No matter how good the martial arts men are, the results of the battle can be imagined. Most of the retreating boxers now retreated to Tianjin City, and those who are active in their minds even went directly to Beijing Sijiu City...
Chapter completed!