Another parallel world, this world is very similar to our real world history, but not exactly similar.

This parallel world is on the evening of October 23, 1911.

On the road from Yuhuatai, Nanjing City to Zhenjiang, there were all retreating soldiers. Some of these soldiers still had braids, some had their heads shaved, and they were wearing the clothes of the new army. The symbols on their chests indicate that they were from the 9th town of the Nanyang Army. They walked towards Zhenjiang in a mess without being divided into queues. Looking at Nanjing, there was already a fire.

The officer (company commander) of the first battalion of the 33rd Target, He Sui, walked in the queue, full of grief and anger.

The Ninth Town Alliance has such a deep foundation, and the ancestor Zhao Sheng contacted so many colleagues here. He is known as the army that is the pillar of Jiangnan like the Eighth Town in Hubei. The Eighth Town was the first to recover in Wuchang, but the Moling Pass Uprising in the Ninth Town was a disastrous defeat!

The head-on rat who controls Xu Guqing is indecisive. The bullets supplied by the Governor of Liangjiang and the cruelty and stubbornness of Jiangnan Admiral Zhang Xun may be the objective reasons for the failure of this uprising. But the real reason is that such a large force in the Ninth Town lacks a truly insightful leader!

But if you fail, you will fail. There are some forces in Zhenjiang, and you can only meet there and then make a big move. Now the team is full of officials and soldiers. Only he can rely on his past reputation and gather around two teams (companies) of defeated soldiers to keep his formation towards Zhenjiang.

Suddenly, the soldiers under his command all opened their eyes wide and watched a blue light flash on the small hill on the left, accompanied by a huge roar.

The Jiang Fangjun's cannon? He Sui immediately denied his thoughts because there was neither fire nor the explosion of soil. The Jiang Fangjun's cannons in the city could not hit the city.

Then I saw a young man wearing neatly dressed dress, carrying a big suitcase, rolling and climbing down the hillside. He was holding a small thing with metallic luster in his hand, and he was pressed against his ear and screaming.

He Sui waved his hand and several soldiers held rifles and forced him into the middle.

Yuchen really didn't know what was going on. When he regained his consciousness, he found himself standing on a small earth slope with the car key. There was a road under the slope, and in the dark, a group of people were looking in his direction. He didn't care what was going on for a moment, and ran down with the box. While taking out his cell phone to try to dial the phone, he found that there was no signal at all. When he woke up from the hustle and bustle, he found that several soldiers with fierce eyes were competing on their chests with rifles.

"Mauser 1888 rifle? Antique."

Yuchen still has the mind to distinguish the rifle model blocking his chest. He has temporarily lost his normal logical thinking ability. He is already very restrained in his performance when he was suddenly transformed into this wilderness in front of the car.

He Sui separated the soldiers who were blocking him and took out his pistol: "Who are you? Is he a spy from Jiang Fangjun?"

Yuchen reacted now, looking at the symbols on the soldiers' chests and looking at the guys in their hands. He confirmed that these people were not making movies, and the Chinese film directors would definitely not find such detailed props. He was familiar with history and immediately reacted: "You are the 9th Town in Nanyang? The uprising failed? Today is September 17, the third year of Xuantong?"

The 9th Town of Nanyang launched the Moling Pass Uprising on the evening of September 17, 1911 (November 8 of the Gregorian calendar), but failed. The brigade was disbanded by Zhang Xun's Jiangfang Army. It was not until more than a month later that it reorganized the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai coalition forces and recaptured Nanjing.

He Sui's eyes were fierce: "How did you know? But today is not September 17, September 1. If you don't explain your origin, I will kill you." He was really depressed.

There was a small bifurcation here in the history of this parallel world. The first uprising in Nanjing was advanced from November 8 to October 23 (for the convenience of readers, the date will be calculated in the future based on the solar calendar)

Yuchen was really confused now. This time and space transformation actually fell on his own. Could it be that God felt that it was not a miserable enough to just break up in love? But he had been in the society for so many years, and he had mastered the ability to talk to others and speak to ghosts. Thinking that the Tongmenghui in the 9th Town had a great influence on them, and the prestige of the Tongmenghui general Zhao Sheng here was also surprisingly high. He immediately became calculating.

Yuchen raised his hands: "Don't get it wrong! Don't get it wrong! Brother is called Yuchen, he has just returned from the United States. Mr. Zhongshan and Brother Boxian sent me back to contact you! Who would have thought you started early!"

"Brother Boxian? Mr. Zhongshan?"

These defeated soldiers were like they found their mother, and put down their guns and surrounded him. He Sui did not doubt it and pointed the pistol at Yuchen: "What evidence do you have? What did Brother Boxian explain to you?"

Yuchen's mind was swift, and he opened the suitcase in his hand and took out the frame: "This is a small photo of Mr. Zhongshan and I taking a photo in San Francisco before leaving. In addition, I met Brother Bo Xian in Hong Kong. He told me that the brothers in the 9th Town are all backbone of the revolution, but Guqing is really not a person who does big things. He is indecisive and has fantasies about the Qing court. This time he came to take control of the 9th Town in the hands of our revolutionary comrades... As for letters and seals, when the ship arrived in Shanghai, the Qing officials were in strict inspections, and I had secretly thrown them into the sea."

The soldiers lit up the torches and looked at the photo. For them, Sun Yat-sen was just a legendary idol printed on the first page of the booklets, while Zhao Sheng was the person they really admired the most. He heard that this person in the dress, Brother Bo Xian was called intimate. His scattered soldiers were just at a loss and had no master's future, and he immediately regarded the person as his support of Mount Tai.

He Sui put away the rifle: "A misunderstanding... but now we are defeated so badly, and we have disappointed Brother Boxian's expectations back then... Now the gentleman said what should we do?"

Yuchen was breathing a sigh of relief, thinking about what he should do when he was in this era. Looking at the hundreds of scattered soldiers in No. 9 Town, he suddenly gritted his teeth and his chest was filled with blood. In the era of the future, he was unknown and followed the customs. He got nothing except learning all kinds of bad habits, and finally lost his favorite girlfriend. Now that he has such an opportunity, why can't he make a career with his familiarity with history?

You must not give up what you can hold in your hands.

Now that the Moling Pass Uprising has reached October 23 early, Shanghai must have not been liberated yet!

He looked around, hundreds of scattered soldiers who had just suffered defeat looked at him. It was not that they were too easy to believe it, but that these soldiers who were used to orders suddenly lost hope and suffered such a painful failure. Now there is a person who was sent by Mr. Zhongshan and Zhao Boxian to contact them to find them. This kind of expectation for him is also normal.

Yuchen asked in a deep voice: "How many people do you have now? How many more people can you contact? How many weapons do you have? How many bullets do you have? Are there any officers?"

After a turmoil, He Sui came over to report with a wry smile: "The biggest officer is now, and the others are just the person who is the master and deputy. The other officers have horses, so they should have been fucked first. We have 207 people here, 140 rifles and 200 bullets."

Yuchen looked at him: "Then are you willing to obey my command?" He Sui still smiled bitterly: "Now we are all in this situation, we really don't want to go there with Xu Guqing. We would rather lead a horse to a good man than be the ancestor of Lai man. Besides, you were sent by Brother Boxian, what else can we say? If you say east, we will look east, and if you say west, we will run west."

Yuchen nodded and slowly glanced over the faces of the tired soldiers: "Since everyone can trust me, I am disrespectful. Anyway, it is all for overthrowing the Qing Dynasty and restoring my Han family. Brothers are not afraid of being the first to stand at the forefront! The current domestic situation is very good. Huang Xing and Huang Keqiang have arrived in Hankou and are in a bloody battle with the Beiyang army of the Qing Dynasty! Hunan, Yunnan, and Guangxi are all revived one after another......"

Yuchen was doing political mobilization there, and He Sui whispered underneath: "All these brothers know, Mr. Yu should talk about his next plan."

Yuchen choked, swallowed and smiled and said, "Okay, brother, let's talk about our next plan. Since we have started to revolution, we can no longer wear this 9th town tiger skin in the Qing Dynasty. I think we will call the China Jiangsu Revolutionary Army! I will be the chief officer first, and after this formation, I will be vacant and wait for the wise... We are incredible to go to Zhenjiang! There is no supplement or food and salary support there, so we can only collapse by ourselves. I think our goal is Shanghai!"

Shanghai should be restored on November 3, but there are no powerful factions like Zhang Xun and stubborn ones. Chen Qimei can attack the Manufacturing Bureau and restore Shanghai with a bunch of actors and gangsters. Although it cannot be ruled out that he is a local snake and the cooperation of the Restoration Association, if he brings hundreds of rigorously trained new troops, why can't the Manufacturing Bureau be defeated? Now that the people's hearts are so floating, it will be a response. The Shanghai Manufacturing Bureau, Guan Dao, and Qing Bank have a lot of money and arms, and this strength will be expanded as soon as possible.

A soldier below expressed his objection: "Zhenjiang of Lin Biaotong has been restored first, and he is a loyal comrade of our Tongmenghui. Why can't we go to Zhenjiang to contain him and then make plans?" Sure enough, most of the soldiers in the 9th Town had scholars who joined the army and spoke in a very organized manner.

Yuchen looked around and smiled and said, "Brother, I have already talked about this issue with Brother Boxian when he was in Hong Kong. Brother Songting (Lin Shuqing's name) is indeed our revolutionary comrade. The 35th brigade stationed in Zhenjiang and the 36th brigade is in Jiangyin. You are sure to restore Zhenjiang. However, the military reserves of our 9th brigade are all in Nanjing. Even if you have Zhenjiang, you can't do anything to take Nanjing. It will not help you to restore the downstream and respond to Wuchang's major initiative. And take Shanghai,

The whole situation was intercepted. Shanghai had wages, Gaochang Temple Manufacturing Bureau had arms. And Shanghai's Huayang Miscellaneous Sites, after capturing Shanghai, this shocked the most. Brother Boxian told me to draw elite troops from the 9th Town to assist the restoration of Shanghai's revolutionary comrades. Now Shanghai has the heroes of our Tongmenghui who are allocating everything. After we take Shanghai, the full and the heroes will return to Nanjing. The downstream trend is determined! Everyone is also the biggest contributor to the liberation!"

These soldiers all showed a look of yearning when Yuchen said, and He Sui also looked eager to try. He was originally the youngest and promising platoon leader in the 9th Town. Later, he was admitted to school and came back to be a team officer. The young man was most enthusiastic about the revolution and was eager to make a fortune. The failure of the Moling Pass uprising made him feel full of anger. When the young man was full of energy, he felt that his future was dark when he encountered setbacks. Suddenly, someone fell from the sky and pointed out a bright road to them. His chest was filled with blood. He yelled: "Support Commander Yu and fight to Shanghai!"

With this call, Yuchen's title of commander of the Chinese Jiangsu Revolutionary Army will be confirmed.
Chapter completed!