Zhao Fujiao, the former assistant to the Imperial College, never expected that the soldiers would really dare to fire guns.

What he never expected was that the soldier who fired the gun was actually too nervous, which caused Huozhezi to accidentally ignite the rope of the fuse.

Many things in the world are caused by accidents and accidents.

Mr. Donglin's death was an accident, and the sound of the gun just now was also an accident.

With a "bang", Mr. Zhao said that there is no longer any pursuit of knowledge about the ways of sages, nor any opportunity to promote the backwards, teach disciples, and no chance to make a comeback or assist the saint to cleanse the court.

His life ended at this moment.

There is no way, it's too close, it's too close!

Mr. Zhao's body and the muzzle were tightly pressed together. At such a close distance, the gods could not save him, which also caused his body to be shot far and far away - as if a ball was suddenly shot out.

When it landed, several people were knocked down.

Before his death, Zhao Fujiao also had a holy word echoed in his mind - the people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death?

He died in disbelief. When he died, he didn't know that he was dead.

He wouldn't understand what he did wrong, because it was never them who were wrong.

No mistakes have been made, why did this cause trouble?

Zhao Fujiao did not understand until his death, and he did not have time to find the answer.

The Japanese soldier who fired the gun stared blankly at the smoke in his hand, but he didn't understand why it started.

He knew that the scholar in the Ming Dynasty was beaten to death by him, and he looked like a great scholar.

People who read and read are respected no matter where they are.

And the great scholars are also superior even in Japan.

But I accidentally killed him.

This made him fall into a heart of self-blame and guilt, so he could not even notice the changes around him.

.....

Buzz!

Chen Fangquan, whose ears were blown by the sound of guns, stopped motionlessly on the division commander's body, his eyes full of horror.

His scalp was numb and his back was cold. The threat of life and death made him instinctively turn his head and look at the officer and soldier opposite him.

The gaze was accompanied by trembling hands and gun barrels driven by violent shaking of hands and chest.

Not only Chen Fang was shaking, but all the scholars were shaking, who had just stood up bravely and resolutely used their bodies to block the advance of the officers and soldiers.

Both of them stared at the gun barrel that was against their chest, both soldiers and the people.

"No…"

The terror between life and death made Chen Fangquan cry subconsciously, but just a word appeared in his throat, and a "bang" sounded.

Then, this scholar who took a desperate move at a critical moment and was willing to use his own blood to seek justice was beaten far away like his teacher, and also knocked down several people. Finally, he twitched on the ground, unwilling to let go until his eyes were closed.

He felt very wronged and unwilling to accept it.

Because, he just wanted to show himself, not really want to die!

Among the many anti-violence and tax resistance mentioned by the division commanders, and among the many deeds of seniors who dared to give advice to the emperor in the court, none of them ended with the victory of a gentleman.

It can be said that everything is routine and the results are pre-arranged.

Therefore, the young scholar did not think that things would evolve in another direction. According to what the teachers said, those who take the initiative will be the attention of the world, and they will also be filled with halos and become the most romantic figure.

However, the routine has changed.

Chen Fangquan told the world something with his life - this routine of the Ming Dynasty has really changed.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Just like the signal, the sound of guns started one after another, as dense as fried beans.

The sound of guns rang throughout the fork, over the entire Wuxi City, and also reached the yamen not far away, making the expression of Eunuch Wei, who had just smiled, darkened again.

…………

Once the demon is out of the cage, it will be difficult to go back.

The choking smell of gunpowder permeates the surroundings, wailing, cursing, thrifting, screaming... all kinds of sounds are weaving together, making it impossible to tell what it is.

In fact, the big island with the word "Zheng" did not order the shooting of the crowd, although he was ready and received Shangguan's military order.

However, the limitation of his identity forced him to think twice. After all, he was not a real Ming person, but a Japanese person.

However, while he was still hesitating and thinking, everything had already happened.

The first sound of the gun declared that tragedy was inevitable. The sound of the gun was like a signal, causing Oshima's subordinates to fire the muskets in their hands like electricity.

Oshima held the command knife in his hand tightly, smelling the smoke in the air, his cheeks were twisted so hard that he did not try to find the guy who dared to fire the gun first, but accepted this fact.

Now, all he has to do is to quickly disperse the crowd and rescue his lord.

There is no turning back arrow when the bow is drawn.

Aso Daro could not contain the excitement in his heart, and an unknown yelling sound was made in his throat. All of his face and blood were splattered, and his whole body seemed to be climbing up from the blood.

This is a 43-year-old veteran. Thirteen years ago, he was the glorious Fifth Army. There were no less than fifty Koreans cut under his knife. His courage was rewarded by the commander of the legion, Fukushima Masaru. Unfortunately, in the subsequent battle, he was unfortunately captured by the Ming army. From then on, he worked as a coolie in the dark iron ore in Liaodong for a full thirteen years.

Thirteen years of coolie career have made Aso want freedom more than anyone else.

He only wants freedom, and his desire for freedom is even stronger than returning to his hometown.

However, freedom is more precious to him than gold.

Until the young Ming Dynasty famous person declared to them in public that he would have freedom after following him!

For this hard-earned freedom, Aso trained hard and actively obeyed. The young figure of the new lord, Daming Ming Dynasty, was where he was loyal.

Now, the lord is in danger, and Aso has to rescue him even if he gives up his life.

Because that is his freedom.

Unlike his companions who were a little uncomfortable or guilty after firing the gun, Aso was very excited.

In front of him, a man who had just spitted at him was holding his head and screaming. Under the light of the fire, everyone could see clearly that the man's head had been opened, and blood and milky white brains flowed his face.

This man is the only one with a blossoming head.

This is also a stupid guy. In order to prove that his bravery is unique, he did not try to use his body to block the gun like others, but instead pushed his head provocatively.

This behavior undoubtedly made him look so outstanding among the thousands of people, admired by the people, and valued by the gentry and men.

Aso clearly remembered the look of this guy looking at him, so after hearing the sound of the gun, he lit the fuse without hesitation, letting the guy know that his head was not very hard.

The man who paid half a head price was wrong to say that he was still a personal person now, and his wail was completely the nerve effect of the brain after it was injured.

In fact, he is already dead.

More than a hundred lives were harvested in the blink of an eye. Nothing could be seen under gunpowder, and only people could hear the tragic roar of people, which made the crowd even more collapsed.

"Recharge!"

"preparation!"

Oshima couldn't see anything clearly, but he knew his mission.

The confusing or panicked subordinates were soldiers who had been trained for a long time, and they were also struggling on the battlefield, and were tortured by whips and hunger in the mines. They only obeyed orders mechanically.

………

The people from Donglin Academy were stunned, the gentry was shocked, and the people were also scared.

I couldn't see anything in front of me, and I couldn't breathe on my nose, but everyone knew that under the thick smoke, there were countless corpses that fell to the ground.

No one thought that the officers and soldiers would really dare to kill people. No one thought that these officers and soldiers were just false intimidation. They really didn’t think that the other party would really take action.

After the thick smoke dissipated, a scene of hell appeared before everyone.

Zhao Fujiao, Chen Fangquan, He Qing, Hou Jinguang, Wang Guangyi, Wang Guangsi, Tian Congliang, Li Taiguo...

Familiar bodies fell in pools of blood. These were people from the academy and people who lived with them day and night.

No one in the academy present could speak. They looked dull and frightened. After that, they cried.

They were angry at the death of their teachers and sad at the death of their classmates.

As for those people who also fell in pools of blood, the disciples of Donglin Academy would not care about them, nor would the gentry care about them. In the end, these people would only have a general term - "righteous man".

Sometimes there is really a difference between human life and human life.

Even in the eyes of sages, people are divided into different levels.

After anger and sadness, the crowd finally came to their senses.

"I've killed someone, killed someone!"

The scholars who were most excited and shouted the loudest slogans finally woke up and their courage disappeared instantly. They screamed in shock, either staring at the corpses on the ground in a daze and dared not move, or fleeing like birds and beasts, running away one by one, only to regret that their parents had fewer legs.

At this moment, the passion and courage just now were gone, and the usual gentleness never saw each other again.
To be continued...