"Believe in the light!"

This is a mantra that Dong Liang often talks about.

When his mediocre life ended, when darkness completely enveloped him, he still wanted to see that ray of light.

He was a soldier and lost an arm.

I have worked as a mechanic and a one-armed first-class fitter.

I have been a practical class teacher, teaching and educating people.

He never married and eventually donated everything he had to the country.

But such an ordinary good man ended his life early.

Perhaps because he felt indebted to this good man, God gave Dong Liang a ray of light.

Dong Liang slowly opened his eyes.

The light shines in through the gaps in the wooden boards overhead.

What followed was a pungent odor, like the male side of the house in the 1970s and 1980s when there was no septic tank.

Violent shaking.

The sound of waves hitting the hull of the ship.

There are also wooden bulkheads around it.

This is a big wooden ship.

"Second uncle, you're awake. Thank God. If you don't wake up and scream, those foreign devils will throw you into the sea." A man with a southern Fujian accent said loudly in Dong Liang's ear.

It seemed that the man's words had touched something.

Dong Liang's mind was spinning with dizziness.

The man next to him thought Dong Liang was about to faint again, so he quickly held Dong Liang's shoulders and shook him.

However, this dizziness did not last long.

A lot of information suddenly poured into Dong Liang's mind.

The middle-aged uncle, who had experienced death once, did not panic at all when faced with such strange things.

If he can face death calmly, he will not be confused by such a bizarre new life.

At this time, he was a 19-year-old young man from Xunjiang Village, Tong'an County, Quanzhou Prefecture.

This year falls on the 20th day of the second lunar month in the second year of Xianfeng in the Qing Dynasty.

Last year, Dong Liang's father and brother passed away one after another.

Dong Liang, a bookworm who had high hopes from his family, was ignorant of worldly affairs, which led to the family's last fifteen acres of paddy field being annexed by the landlord.

Dong Liang had no choice but to give up his studies and went to Xiamen with a few fellow villagers and a client (labor agency).

Fujian Province is mountainous and has scarce land, so it has been a habit of going to sea since ancient times.

Ketou originally said that he would introduce them to go to Nanyang to become gold diggers. Some people once went to sea and became rich after a few years.

But as soon as they arrived in Xiamen, the faces of these customers immediately changed.

Dong Liang and his companions were imprisoned in the Piggy Hall in the concession, and their bodies were marked with the word "SF".

Piglets sold overseas will be marked. "SF" means they will be sold to San Francisco, and "BP" means they will be sold to Peru.

Some people knew they had been deceived and tried to escape, but all of them were killed by the foreign guards.

Later, Dong Liang and more than 400 companions were imprisoned on the American merchant ship named "Robert Bowen".

More than 400 people were crammed into the front, middle and rear cabins, and soon someone became sick.

The crew would come down regularly to clean the cabin. Instead of cleaning up the garbage, they would throw the dying piglets into the sea.

The strong man next to Dong Liang is named Dong Xingfu. He is twenty-five years old this year. He looks a bit old-fashioned because of his beard.

Although he is older than Dong Liang, he is Dong Liang's nephew.

Since entering the pig house, Dong Liang has relied on his status as a scholar and with the support of Ah Fu and several strong fellow villagers, he has become the talker of pig pigs from Tong'an.

"Ah Fu, I'm fine." Dong Liang just got used to this body.

This body was originally that of a healthy young man, but he was infected with a fever by someone on the ship.

At this time, perhaps because of receiving a new soul, the pain disappeared.

Seeing Dong Liang sitting up, Ah Fu began to describe what happened in the past two days: "Second uncle, the foreign devils have started arresting people on the deck to shave their braids in the past two days, and they also directly rushed people with cold sea water to kill sick people.

More.”

Dong Xingfu took off his melon-pipe hat, revealing a bald head.

"Ah Fu, Ah Fu, those gangsters are going to kill the foreign devils and asked us if we want to join them."

At this time, another boy named Xu Shu came over and whispered.

"Ah, Brother Liang, you're awake, we finally have someone who can make an decision."

Although Dong Liang did not have any fame, he had read books after all.

In the eyes of ordinary people, reading is equal to having knowledge.

"Xu Shu, help me call that **** Chen Deli."

Dong Liang knew from his memory that Chen Deli was the leader of the gang.

These people on the boat now form five or six groups according to the township party relationship.

The Tong'an people around Dong Liang were the largest, with more than 100 people, which was considered the largest group.

After a while, a man with a pale face and a slender face came over.

Behind him were five or six strong men.

"Brother Chen."

Dong Liang cupped his hand towards Chen Deli and motioned for him to sit down.

"Ms. Dong, Mr. Chen, go and tell the truth. The shipowner regarded our lives as trivial and even threw the sick into the sea. We can't bear to sit back and watch his cruelty and are ready to take action. Mr. Dong, as well as fellow fellow citizens, I don't know if you are willing."

join in?"

The reason why Chen Deli came as soon as he was called was because Dong Liang and his Tong'an Xiang Party had the largest number of people, and he could not bypass Dong Liang if he wanted to start an uprising.

Dong Liang glanced at Chen Deli, but did not express his agreement, but asked: "Brother Chen, do you know how many guards are on the ship? What are the weapons used by the guards? How can we kill them with our bare hands?"

Chen Deli was originally just angry and desperate, so he prepared to start an uprising.

But he really didn't have any plans.

He was just a man who worked outside and didn't know a single word. He just went to sea with merchants and was more knowledgeable than ordinary villagers.

Seeing Chen Deli hesitating, he couldn't say anything.

Dong Liang said: "There are a total of thirty-eight people on this ship including the captain, first mate, second mate and sailors, with thirty-five self-propelled cannons, eight hand-guns, and four eagle cannons."

He tried hard to recall what he saw when he got on the ship, and through these scene clips, he quickly calculated the armed situation on the ship.

Of course, this was only what he saw on the surface.

"More than four hundred of us are divided into three cabins, and each cabin has only one small door." Dong Liang pointed to a small door similar to a skylight above the cabin and said.

"Only one person can come in and out of this door at a time. The foreigners are all on top. They only take three people out for haircuts at a time. If we want to defeat them, we can only defeat them with more people, but our people can't get out, and they won't come in."

Chen Deli really didn't think that much. He was just fighting like a countryman, relying only on his passion.

At this time, listening to Dong Liang's careful explanation, I admired this young man from Tong'an, but I felt even more desperate.

Don't think of these foreigners as too simple.

They have a long history of selling slaves, and they have long summarized a set of methods to prevent slave rebellions.

Dong Liang said so much not to dampen Chen Deli's enthusiasm.

After he finished speaking, everyone looked at him obviously differently.

Knowledgeable and insightful people are respected everywhere.

People like them can't even think of the problem, let alone solve it.

Sure enough, Dong Liang lived up to expectations. He changed the topic and said: "However, there are not no ways. But we can't act independently. There must be someone who can talk about it, so that we can continue to do this."

The people from Jin and Jiang behind Chen Deli also understood, and some people's faces suddenly showed unconvinced looks.

"Ms. Dong, I, Chen Deli, am willing to listen to you, as long as you can lead us to kill the foreign devils and fight for a way for everyone to survive."

To everyone's surprise, Chen Deli quickly expressed his surrender.

Dong Liang grabbed Chen Deli's hand and squeezed it tightly.

It was not easy for Dong Hao to get a new life, so how could he be willing to be a piglet for foreigners and work in a foreign country until he died?

He is destined to live a wonderful life in this life.

As a Han, how can I be a slave?

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