The first railway in the Qing Dynasty was built by the Chinese, and the Chinese were responsible for the training of personnel. The affiliation between these staff members was still in the Qing Dynasty.

But after experiencing the baptism of the enlightened world of the Chinese people and wearing uniforms that were completely different from those of the Qing Dynasty, who can go back to the past?

The cultural erosion of the Chinese people is very powerful. Those who had never seen the market in the Qing Dynasty were enough to take a walk to the core area of ​​the Chinese people.

You don’t have to say anything, nor do you have to brainwash it, clean streets, cities, beautiful gardens, towering statues, and people’s rich smiles.

There is also the kind of pride and confidence that comes from the bone marrow. In that paradise, there is no need to kowtow to anyone, and there is no man to bully you.

With such a gap, 99% of the Qing Dynasty people will completely change their attitude and become a hard-core fan of the Chinese!

The Qing Dynasty people were actually not stubborn at all. They also knew that they were very rude, but they were just blocked in information, and the court consciously cut off their contact with the outside world.

In addition, there are too many illiterate people, so they cannot actively absorb information by giving them newspapers, so everything can only be instilled by those scammers.

After they truly see it with their own eyes and their souls are shocked, they will go from the extreme of the past to the other extreme again.

I used to think that the emperor was the emperor and everything was good, but now I know that the Qing Dynasty was just a cesspool. How deep the stupid love was back then, how urgent it would be to hate it today!

Whose army was parked at Tianjin Station at this moment? It was the army of General Hunchun who fought with the Rakshasa ghost outside the pass. He was a hero who fought side by side with the head of state.

What kind of dog is the rebel? It's just the subordinates of the Japanese Sixth, a group of gangsters who only know how to fish and meat the people. You still want to make trouble?

At the critical moment, people naturally have a account. With a passionate heart, the station attendant rushed out instinctively and saved the life of the chariot soldier at the most urgent moment!

Cao Futian, who was hiding in the dark, squeezed his thighs in a hurry, "What the hell is this? Why are there two fools coming out to fight to the death? What are you trying to do? What are you looking for?"

This kind of rogue who lives freely in the muddy treasures of the late Qing Dynasty will never know how the souls of sacrificing themselves to save others exist!

The three values ​​he has developed since childhood do not support him having such values, and he will not even believe that others have such values!

The great Chinese spirit of sacrifice for justice that has been sacrificing for justice from ancient times to the present has been almost wiped out for two hundred years of the Qing Dynasty.

The grass-roots people are just self-interested people who are struggling to eat in one bite!

Cao Futian will never understand why this person sacrificed his life for others? Isn’t it enough to just hide aside and live alone?

Why do you want to die? Why? He sacrificed his mother for others?

"Fuck! I don't think about it anymore... I've fired, so let's put the whole army on the side!"

The ambush started in an instant!

The railway station is surrounded by warehouses and shacks for poor people. It has long been hidden in rebels. More than 1,000 of Cao Futian's five thousand men are Ronglu's elites. The remaining 4,000 of them are soldiers from the green camp in the past, and another thousand are his mad believers who drink talisman water.

There are only four camps on the train, just two thousand people. Cao Futian believes that this battle will definitely win!

"Shoot... fire... are you a fire stick in your hand? Clog their car door and shoot..."

Papa... These long-range shooting are basically Green Camp soldiers, which are very in line with their characteristics. They will never fight in close combat from a distance.

The bullet hit the iron carriage and banged a row of sparks. More than a dozen soldiers who had just gotten out of the car were knocked down, but they didn't expect that these soldiers were not in chaos at all.

The injured soldier did not shout or retreat. Instead, he lay on the ground and shot horizontally, and quickly moved his body to the shadow to avoid it. Blood drew a long thread from his crawling path.

Once you find the hidden sandbags and wooden boxes, you will automatically find the target to counterattack. "Fuck... Dare to attack me..." Swish swish... A few hands #thunders were thrown out of the shadow and exploded above the head of the ambush rebels.

With a bang, the iron window of the truck compartment was kicked open, and rifles were stretched out and they began to fight back around. Using the train as a fortress, the troops outside the pass were not in chaos at all!

When Cao Futian saw that this was not good. The Green Camp soldiers were not good at training and did not dare to fight in close combat. At this moment, it was still dark and the sight was not good. If you fight for a night, you might not be able to get rid of the army outside the pass!

"Fuck you can't bear to let go of your child and you can't trap the wolf! Who would have made us a marquis and ministers without spending a lot of money? Five thousand people can't afford to eat this, how can you serve in front of Lord Ronglu in the future?"

"Cover the musket! The old and young men set up the altar to drink talisman water, and fought with them!"

"Let Lord Ronglu's cavalry move, and first press the people from the Green Camp to rush forward together... Damn it, can't you set fire yet?"

"The general is ordered... Erlang! Follow the general to get promoted and make money! The Supreme Laojun is as anxious as the law, the blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, black wolf... Gaoxiang three times swing towards the sky, and the Daluo Golden Immortal descends to the mortal world!"

There are so many senior brothers who can invite Xiangtao in Yihequan. The waiting hall of the train station has completely become a performance place for the dance masters.

There are a series of twelve incense burners and twelve altars, among which Cao Futian is the largest, with demons dancing and ghosts screaming!

Erlang Shen also invited him, Zhu Bajie also invited him. The ridiculous one actually invited Guanyin Bodhisattva to see the black bear spirit in the back mountain... Anyway, there is a god at the entrance of the altar, and the disciples below can believe it.

Yihequan, who was about to drink talisman water, tied his pants tightly with red belts, took off all his upper clothes, and threw them away, and sprinkled handfuls of realgar powder on his body.

The burning talisman paper is stuffed into the wine jar, and it is okay to not mix enough wine. This is the invulnerable talisman water!

"Brothers! Drink the talisman water... Don't think of women after drinking the talisman water! rush up and kill these demon soldiers under the tyrant emperor!"

"Kill one to rise to one level, kill two to destroy Wujian! Kill ten to seal you to the ninth level and enjoy your blessings!"

"As long ascend to heaven after death... The Emperor is rewarded by the living! The Forbidden City is decorated with flowers and praises the officials! The family of the descendants is shining... Come on, after drinking this bowl of talisman water, you don't miss home!"

This scene looks ridiculous, but the people who are deeply trapped in it are very easy to be infected by this atmosphere. People are already crazy and have long lost the ability to think independently.

Just by this fanatical atmosphere, he strode forward and slapped the talisman water and smashed the bowl on the ground. "Brothers! Kill it up... I can't help but swords and guns..."

The army outside the pass on the train saw a flash in front of them. The wooden door in the waiting room was knocked open, and a group of shirtless madmen rushed out of the inside.

The ghost painting talisman covered with cinnabar realgar powder was covered with braids, and the braids were wrapped around his neck. One of them had a ghost-headed knife in his hand, and rushed up with a scream.

"Mom... what are these guys?"

"Shoot...shoot..."

Cao Futian spent a lot of money to charge, and he sent out more than 500 disciples and grandchildren, all of whom were his direct descendants. He watched the group of people kill the train.

But the junior brother next to him who asked the black bear spirit to follow him and wanted to follow him, but Cao Futian grabbed him!

"What are you doing? You are the senior brother who invites the altar. You have to burn incense and chant mantras from behind. They can only be invulnerable to swords and guns..."

"Stay with me behind, chant the spell and command... As long as our magic power is there, we will not worry about the army without any source of troops in the future. Do you rush up? Is your brain water coming into it?"
Chapter completed!