When Long Ye and his friends retreated, they ordered all the people in Sandaogou to evacuate into the deep mountains and forests, and many small villages also agreed to accept these villagers.

However, the short-sightedness of the Chinese people is really deeply rooted. Sandaogou produces golden sand, ready-made forest farms, roads and rivers, so living conditions are naturally much better than those in old forests, so many elderly people secretly came back with a lucky mentality.

Fortunately, Atolin and the others came soon. If they came back three or four days later, they would probably have gathered thousands of people in Sandaogou.

The bayonet brought the frightened people together. Atolin held the head of a Russian deceased and brought it to these people.

"Hmm! Do you know him?" He asked and then took it to the next Chinese and continued to ask. Atolin's face had been twisted and deformed. What he wanted was not the answer but just venting.

Finally he yelled wildly, "The lowly slaves, you dare to murder the brave Tsar soldiers. You group of bed bugs in hell deserve to be roasted to death by the fire..."

"Hahaha..." Aitolin suddenly smiled and trembled all over. "Yes, you should be roasted to death. Let Tuwadimu come over. Don't he like to eat barbecue? How much fresh meat is ready to be..."

Atolin's hideous face scared all the Far East residents present to the war. A large number of people knelt down. They couldn't understand Russian, but could understand what this meant. It seemed that they could not escape death today.

The translator and secretary Kosky suddenly spoke and asked in Chinese, "Tell me all the previous battle situations, don't miss any details. Whoever has the most valuable information can avoid death..."

When they heard the hope of life, the crowd was suddenly infuriated. They shouted in a lingering voice, "It's not the military camp we attacked, but the Han people from the south... There are also many Japanese people, all wearing green cotton coats, and running like a gust of wind..."

"Please don't kill me, wuwu... We have never left here in our lives. I really don't know who they are. I will herd sheep and farm. I don't know anything else. I don't know where they came from..."

"It was brought by two mountain kings, one man and one woman. Yishui's quick gun was forced to fight with the Russian master. None of us could afford to offend..."

The closed environment and the lack of education are sometimes a natural confidentiality mechanism. This group of people don’t know where Ryukyu is, nor do they understand what Japan looks like. In their eyes, the world beyond the radius of 100 kilometers in their hometown has become bizarre.

The distant distance is a hotbed of countless legends and rumors. They knew that the emperor lived in a palace made of gold. They knew that the emperor had to eat a basket of ginseng a day, and even wiped his butt with silk like clouds.

The princes and ministers of Beijing even set up oil pans where they sleep. They can fry fried dough sticks, fried cakes, fresh pheasant meat, salmon at any time and anywhere... that smells so good!

Ignorance is not a ridiculous thing. When a person cannot receive education and has no chance to go out of his hometown to see the world with his own eyes, then the appearance of this world can only be accomplished through imagination.

The Volunteers came, but only a very small number of local tyrants could understand the origin of these people, and the remaining 90% of the people didn't understand anything. In their ears, Japanese and Russian were similar, so they couldn't understand it. All foreign guns were the same, it just depends on who would be louder.

Kausky spent a long time without getting any valuable information, but he and Aitolin understood one thing. First of all, there were southern Han people and Japanese samurai in this group of volunteers, and the leaders were a man and a woman, as well as completely Westernized weapons and equipment. Finally, the group of people held a public trial meeting.

The chaotic information made Etolin confirm Tyachenko's analysis. This was indeed a conspiracy between multiple forces. Otherwise, no one side alone would have the courage to challenge the powerful Russia. Wasn't the Crimean War won by the British and French forces and Turkey's cooperation? Who would our fighting nation have ever been afraid of?

At this time, the man Tuwadimu rushed over with his soldiers. He rubbed his hands and smiled, "Boil them to death? I am the best. This is my favorite game. If the general likes me, I will choose the most tender meat and cook it carefully..."

Coaster kept feeling disgusted, "Mr. General, should we let go of those Chinese who actively cooperate? I just made a promise..."

Before he finished speaking, Atolin yelled at him angrily, "Let them go? Then who will let these tragic deaths go? Don't forget that these lowly slaves dared to publicly interrogate our soldiers, who do they think they are..."

"You ask them where is my battalion commander? Even if it's just the location of the corpse! If I can't find the Red Beard, I won't let everyone here..."

"Coaster, you have to remember that you don't need sympathy or influence to slaves. What you need is a whip and a knife. What you have to do is let them know what fear is... Vadim! Take action!"

Coaster was scolded and he watched Tuvadim rush in, grabbed one terrified Asian man after another, stripped his clothes and tied them to thick logs.

The man was put on a bonfire and kept turning the logs, screaming sounded across the earth. The woman was even more miserable. No matter how old she was, she had to be slaughtered first and then roasted. Many women had already died during the slaughter process, and some strong women chose to bite their tongues and commit suicide.

Coaster felt dizzy, and the scene in front of him made him feel very disgusted, he wrote in the subsequent diary.

"I have studied many religions, whether it is Christianity, ***ism, or Asian Buddhism... in these religions, they are sure that there is hell, but where is hell? Do we have to wait until the judgment after death before we can see the flames of hell?"

"Wrong, I finally understand where hell is. In fact, hell is right next to us. Hell is a mirror. All the cruel punishments that punish human beings have been repeated again and again in the world, and will never end!"

"Does the conquerors and the indigenous people have to merge in this bloody way? What exactly do these indigenous people want? Are they really loyal ministers of the Qing Empire? If they were loyal ministers, why did they beg so humbly in the face of death, and they did not keep the secret of that army..."

"I think we may have made a mistake. These Chinese people may not use resistance to express allegiance to the Qing Empire. What they did was just protesting our rule..."

"What they want may be just to continue their own living habits for thousands of years!"

"But no one cares about my words. I am just a clerk who helps soldiers write letters and record military merits. I can't change anything at all..." Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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