On the battlefield, groups of people were defeated and fled in all directions. Those who could not escape had no choice but to throw away their swords and guns and kneel on the ground, begging for their lives. Under Changmao's orders, they tied the braids of others with their braids and tied their hands on their own initiative.
What's wrong……
When he felt someone was turning him over, even though Zuo Zongtang wanted to move, he couldn't move at all.
He only remembered falling to the ground and trying to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt like they were hanging from lead and he couldn't open them at all.
"Sir, don't blame me..."
Someone seemed to be talking, but Zuo Zongtang couldn't understand who was talking. In a daze, he fell into coma again...
"Young master, from now on you will either die in the prison or in the sword."
Once again, the iron-mouthed Li Banxian whom I met in my youth seemed to appear before my eyes again.
Die by sword!
This Li Banxian is really a half-xian...
The overwhelming shouting stopped at some point. Although there was no strength in his body, Zuo Zongtang, who was being carried on his back, seemed to have understood something. He concluded that he had fallen into the hands of the thief. Tiezui Li Banxian was able to tell his fortune back then.
, here comes the straight one, it seems that he will definitely die today.
As if to verify his conjecture, vaguely hairy words came over.
"Listen carefully, everyone, be honest. If you dare to be dishonest, you will beheaded immediately. One person will escape, and a group of people will behead..."
Sure enough, it fell into the hands of Changmao!
Zuo Zongtang knew very well that as the governor of Zhejiang, if he fell into the hands of Chang Mao, there would be only a few endings - cramps, skinning, lighting sky lanterns, quartering the body with five horses, gouging out the eyes and showing the owl's head to the public. Which one?
The torture made him feel terrified. Thinking of the pain of being tortured, all the blood in his body froze.
It was at this time that he heard what seemed to be something long-haired.
"Hey, tell me, why do those foreigners buy these guys?"
"What are you doing? What do you think you can do? If you buy these people, what will you let them do?"
"What are you doing? Of course you are working to death. Those foreigners can make their lives easier..."
Amid their laughter, Zuo Zongtang fell into coma again. After an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes, it was already dark, a southwesterly wind was blowing on the river, and the boat was sailing down the Qujiang River.
"This, this is that..."
Before he could speak, someone supported him and spoke softly.
"You're awake, don't talk, don't talk."
The person who supported him was Su Shijing, a friend of the secretariat. On the battlefield earlier, he was the one who pulled him out of the pile of dead people, took off his official robe, and smeared blood on his face. If he hadn't heard
The voice was completely unrecognizable.
"We, we are over there..."
He knew without asking that he was on Changmao's ship, and he fell into Changmao's hands.
"Hey, it's still there..."
Listening to Su Shijing's sigh, looking at Changmao holding a gun on the boat, Zuo Zongtang couldn't help but feel annoyed and ashamed when he thought that he had fallen into the enemy's hands. Since the "Chu Army" was trained in Changsha, he had fought several times with Changmao.
Although the battles have been won one after another, they have ended in a disastrous defeat. I don’t know how the battle is going in Jiangning. There are so many long-haired foreign guns and cannons, and I am afraid that most of them will fail. Thinking that I have trained hard for a year, I hope
Chu Yong, who had made unparalleled achievements, was so vulnerable. Zuo Zongtang, who was disheartened, felt that he was not worthy of the trust of others, but also knew that his ambitions had also come to nothing.
Lost...
Not only was he defeated, but he also fell into the hands of the thieves. Otherwise, he would have committed suicide by jumping into the river!
But just as he was about to move, he found that his braids were actually tied together with Su Shijing's. Not only were the braids of a boatload of people tied together, but their hands were also tied with long ropes.
Zuo Zongtang, who was disheartened after seeing his suicide attempt failed, asked.
"Did you know where they are going to take us?"
"Maybe they want to sell us to foreigners."
Jiang Yili's words made Zuo Zongtang's mind sink. As the governor of Zhejiang, he had naturally heard about the long-haired looters being sold as slaves to foreigners in exchange for foreign guns and cannons.
Sold into slavery overseas!
How could you be so humiliated!
In a moment of shame and anger, Zuo Zongtang suddenly shouted loudly.
"I am Zuo Zongtang, the governor of Zhejiang. Come and kill me quickly. Come and kill me quickly..."
His shout made the hairy man on the bow of the boat stunned. He held up the lamp and just asked.
"Are you the governor of Zhejiang?"
"Traitor, Zuo is the governor of Zhejiang!"
Zuo Zongtang said angrily.
"Quickly, come and kill me quickly, come and kill me quickly!"
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What is the most painful thing?
Of course, he wanted to die. It wasn't that he didn't want to die, but... the other party held his handle, and more than 20 secret comrades and subordinates were also captured.
"Mr. Zuo should not only think about himself, but also think about his friends. As for life or death, Mr. Zuo will make a decision after meeting my boss in a few months!"
Facing Li Wenjie's threat, Zuo Zongtang hesitated. He could die for his country, but he was not willing to involve his friends.
A few days later, like everyone else, he left Yangshan Island with many questions in his mind, boarded the "big ship like a hill", and then the ship, packed with passengers, set off.
Unlike ordinary passengers crowded into crowded cabins, Zuo Zongtang still had some preferential treatment. Not only could he live in the upper cabin with his friends, he could even go to the deck to bask in the sun and breathe fresh air at any time.
Standing on the side of the upper deck, Zuo Zongtang looked at the people crowded on the main deck. How many people were on this giant ship? Maybe more people than a city!
Such a big ship is just a floating city on the sea!
"I never thought that there would be such a big iron ship in the world!"
Zuo Zongtang's sigh made Su Shi sigh in admiration.
"In the past, I only heard people say that foreign ships have strong guns and powerful guns, but I never thought that foreigners use iron plates to build ships. I'm afraid this ship is just an ordinary small town, and it's not as big as it. How can such a giant iron ship float on the sea?
Above the ocean, it’s really magical!”
As a traditional scholar, Su Shijing found it hard to imagine that an iron ship could actually float on the water, let alone such a giant ship in the world.
"Jie Tang, tell me, what kind of person is the Lord of Nanhua?"
Compared with the previous pursuit of death, Zuo Zongtang became more and more curious about the legendary "Lord of Nanhua". What kind of person could buy such a giant ship, and what kind of person could do it in the world.
Are foreign countries expanding thousands of miles into foreign territory?
Can a person who can expand thousands of miles in the territory of foreigners not make people curious?
Zuo Zongtang was not only curious, he even wanted to make friends with such a person. After all, he had a heroic spirit in his heart.
"I don't know what kind of person he is, but it's definitely not easy for anyone who can build a business overseas!"