The distant Chile and the Qing Dynasty were more than 50,000 miles apart, which was already a perfect distance for people in the 19th century.

In the era of immigrating to North America, those European dilapidated people were already mentally prepared to leave their hometown when they boarded a sailboat. In that era, only the European Protestants who suffered the most persecution and the most destitute had the courage to embark on the road to leave their hometown.

The same is true in China. In that era, North American workers who crossed the Pacific Ocean and these veterans of the heavenly kingdom who came to South America would not be able to survive, but who would go on this path.

People leave their hometowns, but their family affection becomes stronger and stronger. Reunion in a foreign land is almost like a dream for these veterans. The ones who come as promised were Weng Derong and Chen Yonglu, and the ones who hugged Tietoutuo hugged their heads and cried bitterly was Weng Derong, and the ones who were on the side was Chen Yonglu.

The man does not cry easily but has not reached the sad place. He is alone in a foreign land and has no way out. From the uprising at the mine to the victory after victory with Chile, Weng Derong and Chen Yonglu can only choose to grit their teeth and grit their teeth.

No matter how hard or tired you are, no matter how heavy your brothers are in casualties, they will not shed a single tear because they know that in this distant foreign land, no one cares about your tears, and all they see is your blood.

Today, I finally heard the local accent and saw the old brothers of the Kingdom of Heaven. After the code words were spoken by them, they actually found that Tietoutuo was actually under the command of the King of Wings, which was an old qualification in the Taiping Army. And these people were all the Taiping Army halfway, and the attendant King Li Shixian who followed was a prince who was granted the title in the later period, and their qualifications were completely incomparable to the King of Wings.

The new recruits met the veterans and the miscellaneous characters. This feeling was like a wanderer who found a home and an orphan who found a support. The grievance in the heart of the iron-blooded man suddenly burst out.

"Come on wine! I won't go home if I'm drunk today, I'll book this tavern..."

Good wine and food were raised up like they didn't have money. Chen Yonglu grabbed Tietotuo's cuff and cried bitterly, "Do you know? More than 13,000 brothers were here! Now there are only 8,000 left... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

"We will lose one if we die. Seeing that there are fewer and fewer brothers, we feel like we are giving ourselves a funeral... Living dead! We are just a group of living dead..."

Weng Derong had a glass of strong wine, "My father and mother were not alive for us. She had not cultivated her in her previous life and was reincarnated in this troubled world. It really corresponds to the old saying, "It is better to be a peaceful dog than a troubled world... We have to fight for a way out in China, but we didn't expect that in this foreign land thousands of miles away, we have to make a way out by killing people..."

"We are not afraid of death, because we have no way out. Chile has no extra weapons for us. We just make a flat knife by ourselves. We just want to use this knife to create a flat knife... People have to live like a human being!"

With a bang, the blood-soaked Taiping Knife was slapped on the table. The owner of the tavern couldn't understand Chinese, but they knew this knife. Only such a group of killing gods in South America would use this Taiping Knife.

In this war, the Taiping Army and the Taiping Sword are undoubtedly the deepest terrifying memories of the Three Kingdoms. The Chinese who swayed the pennant flag were the god of killing sent by God.

They can fight continuously for a day and a night without sleep. They can use drums and horns to harass the enemy. They will break it into pieces and attack again and again. They will drag the fat man down and the thin man to death until everyone is mentally broken.

They don’t know what death and horror are. They love hand-to-hand combat. Whenever the cold light of the Taiping Sword flashes on the battlefield, all the enemies know that their fate is death, and the most terrifying head-cutting.

The barbarians from hell had the most harsh disciplines and countless strategies, and this way of fighting made the army composed of indigenous peoples of South America completely unable to adapt.

Until the end, the Taiping Knife has become a symbol of this army. Even if the rogues who bully the weak and fear the strong have muskets in their hands, they have become mangy dogs with broken backs in front of the Taiping Knife.

"Domstic! Manly! I didn't embarrass us Chinese! It's not in vain that the Prime Minister sent us to support you... Good brothers, we have reinforcements now. The Prime Minister has brought you 10,000 new forces, all of whom are veterans of the Kingdom of Heaven..."

"Damn, these bastards, even Chile is not a good thing. Why don't you give us foreign guns? Do you treat us as cannon fodder? You can't bear it, you can't bear it..."

Weng Derong smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know that it's because Chile is not treating us harshly. You have never experienced the war here. These countries are too poor and are not what you think..."

"Take Chile as an example, it has been fifty years since it was independent from the Spanish. If we outsiders see that the country should have been well built for such a long time, at least the army must behave like a little. But it is too poor here, and no foreign guns and cannons can be produced by themselves, and they have to spend money to buy..."

"Although Chile has countless copper ores, silver ores, iron ores... and now there are saltpeter and struvite, the export of these minerals has been monopolized by European merchants and cannot be sold at all..."

"If there is no money, the army cannot be armed. On the surface, they are all troops trained by Westerners, but in my eyes, they are a group of farmers who can fire foreign guns and line up aisles. Many people actually use European crossbows to fight on the battlefield..."

Chen Yonglu continued, "Yes, this country is not as rich as the Qing dogs and Tartars. They allowed the Spanish to colonize for 300 years! Do you know, it has been almost three hundred years! When the country was destroyed, our country was still the Jiajing Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty..."

"Bah... Three hundred years of colonization have long turned the people here into cartilage. The so-called independence fifty years ago was organized by their white descendants. These slaves have long forgotten their ancestors..."

"On the battlefield, I can clearly feel that there is a lack of energy in their hearts. They don't know what to fight for, they don't have any ancestors or the consciousness of the country, and they don't have the realization of fighting for a better life for themselves! They just take military pay and then live a life of scatter..."

"The enemy and I hid in the hamlet and shot arrows and fired guns. The ghost called out a few times and dozens of people on both sides and the one who died too many people could not stand it, so I turned around and ran away..."

"I dare not attack at night, nor can I fight in close combat. They don't have the aura of using fists, teeth, or even death together!"

"This is a group of farmers fighting, and it is a group of poor and extremely poor farmers!" Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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