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"It is stated that this is a rebellion by the Qing army... The Kaihua Party members have spread throughout the left and right camps."

"The Qing dogs are going too far...demanding bribes in the street!"

0 The more Brother Liu listened, the more nervous he became. He thought he was here to make some extra money.

5 Who would have thought that he would be involved in a rebellion?

L was hesitating whether to return to the camp and report to his superiors before making a decision.

Suo didn't expect that Wang San next to him couldn't help it at this time.

"Fuck it, I was freezing for an hour in the middle of the night."

"I didn't expect that I didn't get any money, and I also found some ignorant North Korean rebels."

: As soon as he finished speaking, Wang San, whose dream of getting rich had turned into nothing, became furious.

He kicked the door open, fired a warning shot towards the room, and said loudly:

"Eight years ago, Japan sent troops to Korea and bombarded Korean civilians. It was only in response to the Korean queen's plea for help that the current court sent troops to aid us. You rebels, instead of cherishing the goodwill of the Qing Dynasty, have joined forces with the Japanese."

"Bah! How shameless!"

The imagined ginseng and silver turned into muskets, and the muskets must have been distributed long ago.

Thinking about the fact that he had not harvested a single grain in the cold wind tonight, Wang San was immediately overwhelmed by anger.

I just want to teach the five people in the house a lesson.

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But who would have thought that the moment he kicked the door, the kerosene lamp was blown out by the cold wind that swept in, and the room suddenly became dark.

He fired a shot and hit Hong Young-sik.

This also aroused the anger of the other four people.

"Ah~~ Xibasai ki!"

With a loud shout, Xu Zaibi's revolver rang out.

However, due to the lack of light, Xu Zaibi's shot hit the door frame.

Hearing gunshots from inside the house, Brother Liu came to his senses and quickly dragged Wang San out of the temple.

"Run, San'er! This is a major act of treason. Let's go back to the camp and call for help!"

In a hurry, only the brothers Xu Guangfan and Xu Zaibi ran out of the house.

Only Kim Ok-gyun, Hong Young-sik and Park Yong-hyo were left in the house in a daze.

Kim Ok-gyun lit the kerosene lamp with trembling hands, and Park Young-hyo hurriedly picked up Hong Young-sik.

Hong Young-sik was already on his last legs, and Wang San's shot, intended to be fired into the air, unexpectedly hit him right in the chest.

In his dying moments, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and heard "huh" and "huh" sounds in his mouth, but he was almost unable to make a sound.

Jin Yujun was so angry when he saw this tragic scene that he wanted to cut the Qing soldier who fired the shot into pieces.

"Zhongyu! Hong Yingzhi's calligraphy"

"Zhongyu!"

"I'm here, Zhong Yu!"

Park Yong-hyo leaned in and listened attentively, trying to remember Hong Young-sik's last words in this world.

"Since...since ancient times, there has never been a rebellion without bloodshed...I...I will not die today for the selfish interests of one family or one household."

"Zhongyu, Zhongyu, please stop talking. I'll go get a doctor right away!" Jin Yujun was already in tears.

Since the two of them decided to fight for the independence of Korea, they have never dared to forget it in their dreams day and night.

In the early days, Kim Ok-gyun had wavered in his idea of ​​rebellion, always feeling that the hope of Korean independence was slim and that the Qing Dynasty was too powerful to do anything.

It was Hong Young-sik who constantly encouraged him and firmly believed that the Qing Dynasty was not a Western country that only cared about interests and ignored the reputation of a great power.

Hong Young-sik believed that after breaking away from the Qing Dynasty and gaining independence, all they had to do was revise the treaty, stop fighting, and trade with each other.

The Qing Dynasty and the Joseon Dynasty may not be unable to coexist peacefully.

But now, Hong Young-sik, the only one of the five people involved in the incident who had good intentions towards the Qing Dynasty, was shot dead by Qing soldiers.

Hong Young-sik struggled, his eyes becoming increasingly dull, but he still held on, holding Jin Yu-gyun's hand and saying:

"I...I am not dying today for the selfish interests of one family or another, but for the independence of Korea."

"I hope you will remember my instructions...if Korea becomes independent...immediately make peace with the Qing Dynasty...be wary of Japan..."

Hong Young-sik's weak arms gradually slipped down.

Jin Yujun finally burst into tears.

He was crying because his comrades died before the coming dawn.

He was crying because the two of them were descendants of wealthy families and could have lived a life of luxury, but instead they plunged headfirst into the abyss of Korean independence.

He was crying because of the chaotic world today, where patriotic people have deep patriotic hearts but have to watch their country sink.

He was crying because his friend was still thinking about the hope of North Korea and the future of his country before he died.

He was crying for such a patriotic person, but died so miserably and sadly.

……

Slowly calming his friend's eyes, Jin Yujun stood up.

He said to Park Yong-hyo who was holding Hong Young-sik:

"The news has been leaked, and the incident will take place today."

"Drive out the Tartars and make Korea independent!"

Chapter 10 Who represents North Korea?

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In the depths of midnight, the moonlight was like a light layer of frost, sprinkling on the military camp's playground.

Wang San and Brother Liu were crossing the open space in front of the temple as fast as they could. Their footsteps echoed in the quiet night, and each step sounded particularly loud, like beating a drum on an empty stage.

"Damn! What the hell is this?"

Wang San started cursing.

"I was just trying to make some extra cash, but how did I end up running into North Koreans plotting a rebellion?"

After calming down, Wang San deeply regretted going out tonight.

After Xu Guangfan and Xu Zaipil went out, they called more than ten independent "righteous men" who were resting deep in the temple to go out and pursue them.

The pursuers behind are getting closer and closer!

Brother Liu, with his tall and burly figure, was leading the way in the cold wind. Although the musket in his hand was slightly worn, as long as it hit someone, it would still make a hole.

However, this is not the time for a head-on confrontation.

run!

Run quickly!

In front of the two of them, rows of dilapidated, uninhabited thatched houses were silent.

Behind the two of them stood tall temples, their spires illuminated only by the moonlight.

Behind Bana's calmness, an ulterior conspiracy is surging. They have discovered a rebellion in progress. They are fleeing now in order to pass on the news and prevent a greater disaster from happening.

5Suddenly, another gunshot rang out from behind.

The enemy is approaching!

Just then, Brother Liu pointed to an abandoned well and said:

"San'er, there's a well ahead. Hide inside for a while while I lead them away."

Brother San Liu looked around at the wellhead and found a rope and a basket.

"Brother Liu, you can't. How can you escape alone?"

"You little brat, you still don't trust your brother Liu? When have I never won first place in the long-distance running during military drills?"

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Brother Liu didn't care about anything else. He tied the rope around Wang San's waist and then slowly descended to the bottom of the well.

The bottom of the well was wet and filled with a damp smell.

However, for Wang San, this place was like a safe haven, where he quietly waited for the pursuers to leave.

Brother Liu galloped across the plains of Korea, the sounds of his pursuers drawing nearer. His heartbeat quickened, like a wild horse galloping through his chest.

"Run, run!"

But he forgot that the enemy was carrying a revolver, while he was holding a musket weighing more than ten pounds.

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Behind him, the people chasing him followed closely.

Suddenly, a light appeared in the darkness ahead.

Brother Liu's eyes lit up instantly. It was the lanterns on the city wall, and he could also see soldiers patrolling the city.

As if seeing the ray of hope, he ran in that direction without hesitation.

"As long as we can get there, as long as we can get into the city."

But the pursuers behind him seemed to give up and stopped.

Just when Brother Liu was wondering why, a shout suddenly came from behind him:

"Brother in front, this man is Qing Gou, who broke into Master Jin's secret meeting. Don't let him go!"

A gunshot pierced the night sky.

Brother Liu's body shook for a moment, then slowly fell down. His eyes were wide open, as if filled with endless unwillingness.

"I just wanted to make some extra money, so I came out with San'er..."