I bow and thank me for being Wen Qing, and I am bending my sleeves and blowing my sword and slamming my sand for my friends’ rewards and monthly tickets.

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I heard that when I saw such a tragic scene, Meng Youtian's chest was still blocked. In the face of national crisis, the people who were deceived by feudal superstition did not really fight for the country and the country, but were used by some people and died worthlessly for nothing. He felt extremely indignant and heartbroken.

"I have never seen anyone fighting like this, it's the same as dying." This is probably the first time Feng Zhi saw this scene, he was a little stunned and murmured.

"What are they shouting?" Meng Youtian listened carefully.

"It's the Jade Emperor, the Emperor Guan Sheng, and the Ancestor Bodhidharma." Liu Feng sneered: "This hard belly is the worst one in the Red Gun Club. There are many fast guns from the Iron and Pole Clubs. Unlike these fools, they are almost all big blades and red cherry guns. But the hard belly is also the most bastard. I heard that the chief master of the General Assembly, "Bao Xiaobian" is hooking up with the Japanese. If I catch his handle, I will take someone to put them down the bullshit."

The Red Gun Society was a secret sect organization that appeared in the Republic of China period. It first developed in Shandong and Henan and flourished in the 1920s. After the July 7 Incident, it flourished again in North China and all over the Northeast. It was a secret sect organization with a relatively large scale and far-reaching influence at that time. If we trace the root cause, the Red Gun Society should be a descendant of the White Lotus Sect, but it is a Boxer Rebellion.

The Red Gun Society has different names in various places, and most of them are called "Big Sword Society" or "Hard Belly". However, the Red Gun Society inherited the Boxer Rebellion, so there are naturally many similarities. For example, they all use witchcraft-like gods to promote the myth of incompetence. Most of the gods who believe in are gods and gods from folk drama novels. Drama images such as Zhu Bajie, Sun Wukong, and Guan, Zhang and Zhaoma who were active in the Boxer Rebellion boxing world back then were also the objects of worship by members of the Red Gun Society. Even the charge during the war was similar to the Boxer Rebellion. After drinking talismans and chanting spells, they exposed their upper body and waved the sword and gun group to pounce.

But the Red Gun Society is not a simple reappearance of the Boxer Rebellion. Although the peasants who participated in the Red Gun Society also felt the pressure of foreign aggression, they were far less disgusted and hostile to Western Christianity than their predecessors. Moreover, their organizational and military power were stronger than the Boxer Rebellion. Although the Boxer Rebellion did not reject advanced Western weapons, they did not know how to use it at all because of their deep-rooted strangeness to modern weapons. Therefore, they could only rely on invulnerable myths and a little martial arts to respond to emergency services in actual combat.

For the Red Gun Society, the warlords' years of melee have eliminated the peasants' unfamiliarity with Western fast guns, and have spread modern weapons all over the countryside. Moreover, there are many people in the Red Gun Society who have served as warlord soldiers or other armed personnel. Therefore, the Red Gun Society not only has fast guns, but even some groups have machine guns and a small number of cannons. Of course, the proportion of cold weapons in the Red Gun Society's team is quite large. This is because the farmers' economic strength is limited and their ability to obtain modern weapons is weak, so they have to take a compensation measure.

After the July 7 Incident, the country fell, local administration was in chaos, and soldiers and bandits emerged, forming a situation where the Japanese and puppets and the Kuomintang and the GCD faction coexisted. On the one hand, the complex and changeable political situation provided a favorable social background for the rise of the Red Gun Society, and at the same time, it also determined that the Red Gun Society would show a diversified political development trend after the rise of the Red Gun Society.

Some Red Gun Association organizations actively cooperated with the Eighth Route Army and became anti-Japanese armed forces; some Red Gun Association organizations actively fought against Japan, but were not related to political forces. They had no relationship with the Kuomintang; some Red Gun Association organizations actively fought against Japan at the beginning, but later they were attracted and bought by the enemy and puppet forces and surrendered to the Japanese and puppet forces; some Red Gun Association leaders initially had impure intentions and used the pulled-up association organizations as capital for personal gain, either competing for land and wealth, avenging personal revenge, or waiting for the price to be sold to the Japanese and puppets.

Meng Youtian looked at the hard-bellied congregation Hu Daran, shook his head gently. He pointed to the besieged Zhuangzi and asked, "Which power is this Zhuangzi, and he is fighting very well."

"That's the territory of the landlord Zhang Yuxin." Liu Erpao said: "That old guy is not a good cake, he is even more arch-rivaled with Bao Xiaobian. I just heard that his son is like a character, and I heard that he had worked as an officer in **."

"Dadada..." A machine gun suddenly sounded in the village, and he would advance and attack with a certainty.

Meng Youtian sighed, "The foolish people and the foolish women died in vain." But he was powerless and wanted to turn around and leave in vain.

"Hey, damn it's hard. Here comes our hard belly." A brother from Kowloon Hall cursed angrily.

Sure enough, hundreds of people waving their swords and guns, shouting and rushed towards the place. It seemed that this group of people watching the battle made the hard belly of the defeat very angry, or maybe some guy pretending to be a fool to shift the responsibility for the failure.

It's really a matter of seeking death! Meng Youtian frowned and looked at Liu Feng secretly. Following the "yin people in trouble" coming from the wind, the shouts of "eliminating the banshee" made Liu Feng's eyes widen, and his face was like frost, and murderous intent burst out. Although there were few people in Jiulong Hall, those who came out with Liu Feng were all elite. With these people, Meng Youtian could foresee the consequences of those hard belly rushing up.

Meng Youtian felt a little reluctant to have a hard belly turned into a piercing stomach. If he was facing the Japanese or puppet army, even if he was a bandit who did evil, he would not feel compassion. However, when the foolish people who were betrayed and deceived rushed over with slogans such as "Invulnerable to swords and guns, God's blessing", he did not have such a cruel heart to watch a one-sided killing.

If one person is killed, there may be one widow who has lost her husband, one more parents who have lost their son, and one more orphan who has no one to raise. For these people, it is to kill one, offend the family, hurt a whole family, and solve the problem of feudal gangs.

"Sister Feng, if I cause trouble and offend my hard belly, you have to be responsible!" Meng Youtian pretended not to see Liu Feng's anger soon and said to her with a smile.

Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, and Meng Youtian said the words she never wanted to call, which made her unable to understand what it meant for a moment, and blinked at Meng Youtian.

"Brother Meng, come just now." Liu Erpao said loudly from the side: "What a hard belly, an iron belly, even if you have a huge blow, Sister Feng will take care of you."

Without waiting for Liu Feng to agree, Meng Youtian smiled and said to a brother of Jiulong Temple carrying the 38th Great Barrel on his back: "Brother, please borrow a gun."

The guy carrying the gun hesitated for a moment, and Liu Erpao urged impatiently: "Ma's big chin, what are you doing? Give the gun to Brother Meng quickly."

Meng Youtian took the big gun, skillfully pulled the ruler, pulled the bolt cleanly, and pressed it on his shoulder, aiming at the hard-bellied congregation that was rushing towards him.

Within four hundred meters, Meng Youtian can now hit the target very easily, but he has to choose. After finding the target, he gently pulled the board machine.

The red gun waving in front of the team fell down and the flag bearer held his legs and rolled in pain. Meng Youtian quickly pushed the bullet and aimed slightly, and another shot was shot.

"The Lord of the Hall is dead, the Lord of the Hall is beaten to death." The Hard Belly Congregation exclaimed.

After bang, Meng Youtian pulled the plate machine again, and a guy who wanted to raise the flag fell down again.

He immediately spits out his gun and makes a name for himself. The momentum of a hard belly will be stagnant. Especially when the hall master who supervises the battle is killed, it will have a greater impact on them.

"Okay, Brother Meng is very straight (good marksmanship), and he does a pretty job." Liu Erpao took the lead in cheering.

"Good shooting skills, a few more shots." The brothers from Jiulongtang coaxed him, and Liu Feng's face also calmed down.

Meng Youtian smiled faintly and shot two shots again. The flag that was hard-bellied and fell down again. The four guys who were about to raise the flag either covered their arms and shouted, or were shot on the legs and rolled on the ground.

"What a bunch of grass chickens, it's so boring to compete with them." Meng Youtian didn't get the bullet and returned the big gun to the guy with a big chin. He smiled and said to Liu Feng, "Let's go, let's have the same knowledge as them, and make people think we're bullying."

Liu Feng snorted and said, "Your little carelessness still wants to hide it from me? Are you just afraid that we will kill more people? You are beaten around the bush and think I don't know?"

"How can you? Your eyes are like torches, your eyes are golden, and you can see the light, and you can see the fire. The boy sticks out his butt - hehe, hehe." Meng Youtian gave him a high hat.

Liu Feng had a smile on her face, spat lightly, pulled out her horse's head, and greeted: "Let's go, don't be suffocating with those fools and countrymen."

"Let's go, let's go!" Liu Erpao squeezed his eyes at Meng Youtian, stretched out his thumb and shook it. It seemed that he said: Boy, there are very few people who can make Sister Feng obedient.

The journey was safe, but the team did not come to Huining Town, but to Guanzhuang and stopped in front of a large mansion.

There are tall tile houses, nine rooms in a row, three rows in total; the main house is three in and three out, surrounded by foyers, making the room even more spacious. As soon as you enter the door, there are two tendrils at the end, black and shining, hardwood large incense tables over one meter long, with thin porcelain vases about half a person high, and two ancient peacock feather fans inserted in it. In the middle is the God of Civil and Military Wealth, and there are two shrines on both sides. On the left is the big-bellied Maitreya Buddha, and on the right is the Guanyin Bodhisattva. Brocade curtains with red bottom and yellow ears hanging on the glass window, and varnished tobacco and wine utensils with painted gold flowers are placed on the bed.

"How is it? Haven't you lived there before?" Liu Feng said as she pointed to the decorations in the house and showed off.

Meng Youtian just smiled faintly. These things are almost the same as being quaint, but when it comes to luxury, they are much inferior to those of later generations. I don’t know which big house robbed this Jiulong Hall and regarded it as its own residence.

Liu Feng looked at Meng Youtian. Seeing that he was silent, he thought he was full of concentration and admired him very much. But after boasting for a long time, Meng Youtian did not make a marvelous sound, and felt that he was a little disrespectful. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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