Chapter 67: Dongjiaomin Lane

The Yan family left, leaving the ground full of blood. Both Lei Meng and Xia Feixiong suffered heavy injuries in this battle. Fortunately, there was no worry about their lives. They could recover after a period of raising, but one person died in the Yan family, old man. His face has also been lost, and this beam is considered solid.
Xia Feixiong and Yan Shengnan didn’t care. They expected today’s situation the day they eloped. If they let their father succeed, only death would be waiting for them. He was injured, his hands and feet were not neat enough, and he couldn't do anything serious.
This is no longer a place to stay. Everyone packs up and prepares to leave. Xia Feixiong and Yan Sheng both say farewell. Liu Yanzhi firmly disagrees, saying that the two masters are injured. If you encounter a bad enemy, you should protect yourself as an apprentice. Master is thorough.
　　 Xia Feixiong smiled bitterly: "Brother Yanzhi, I can see that your skill is higher than me, so you don't need to mention the status of master and apprentice."
　　 Having said that, for the safety of his sweetheart, he decided to go with Liu Yanzhi.
The wounded were put on golden sore medicine and bandaged the wounds. Liu Yan set up the carriage and prepared to set off. The crossing group reduced its staff from the initial five to four. It travelled all the way to Beijing and expanded into a team of nine people, half of them were Injury number, women and children, Zhang Wenbo and Guo Yuhang were full of complaints about this, because they didn't trouble Liu Yanzhi for the sake of face.
　　 The group of people went to the inner city of Li Mansion. Li Zhongzheng arranged a place for them. In the evening, he came to see him in person, saying that the melon, fruit, vegetable, and rice noodles were ready, and they would be sent to Dongjiaomin Lane early tomorrow morning, and a few people could be brought in.
　　 The dawn was just ahead, and everyone's mood suddenly improved. It was just that during the day, the soldiers were lost in the first battle, and their strength was greatly reduced. Only three people were left to perform the task.
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Early the next morning, the royal condolence convoy set off in a mighty manner. The fifth-grade Zhangjing Li Chongzheng of the Prime Minister’s Yamen led the team, escorting the supplies of the three large carts to the enemies in the embassy area in Dongjiaominxiang to send warmth. Liu Yanzhi wore the borrowed Jiu-pin official. Following Li Zhongzheng as his entourage, the convoy passed through the positions of the Boxer Regiment and the Qing Army, stopped far, and raised the white flag to negotiate.
Foreigners did not expect that the Qing court would actually send melons at such a moment. It was probably due to internal discussions. They were accepted after 20 minutes, but the handlebars were not allowed to enter. Zhang Wenbo and Guo Yuhang, who were dressed as coachmen, were dumbfounded. , I can only watch Liu Yanzhi go in alone.
　　The cart was pulled by the foreigners to check in front of the defensive line. 　Several foreign soldiers turned over the supplies on the cart vigilantly, for fear of the Qing army taking the opportunity to engage in Trojan horse massacre. There are watermelons, peaches, seasonal vegetables on the cart, as well as large buckets of spring water and bags of rice. They can't hide people at all, except for the big wooden bucket for water.
　　 When a British soldier planned to poke a wooden barrel with a bayonet, Liu Yanzhi sternly stopped: "Stop!"
The British soldier immediately raised his gun and aimed at him. Liu Yan calmly walked to the car and patted the barrel to say it out, but there was no movement. He quickly opened the lid of the barrel and took a closer look at the Sophie mother and daughter hiding inside. He passed out because of being held in a narrow and airtight space for a long time.
There was a pair of French mother and daughter hidden in the bucket. The foreigners were shocked and rescued their wives and put them in the shade of the trees. They were covered in sweat. Someone called the doctor loudly and was hurting not far away. The bandaged field doctor ran over. This was a U.S. captain with a beard with a revolver hanging from his waist and a cowboy style. He checked the condition of Sophie and Catherine and said that the problem was not serious, just heat stroke. .
　　 George Cunningham is the captain of the U.S. Army. Could this war doctor be his target? Liu Yanzhi's adrenaline began to secrete, and he had to confirm before he did it.
　　 In fact, he didn't need to talk to him. It could be heard from the conversation between the captain and other people. This person was called Sean Stanley, and he was not the one he wanted to kill.
　　 The British minister who was in contact with Li Zhongzheng, Duna Le, rushed to hear the news and ordered someone to carry Sophie’s mother and daughter to his room for treatment. Liu Yanzhi also followed along and took the opportunity to observe the defense of the embassy area.
The embassies of various countries in Dongjiaomin Lane basically used the original Chinese-style buildings. The barricades were piled up with tables, chairs, benches and cabinets, and the fortifications were built with broken bricks and tiles. There were few heavy weapons. Only a nondescript cannon was seen. The frame and barrel were obviously not the original equipment. Such a fragile line of defense was placed in the 1940s and could not withstand the charge of a company of the Eighth Route Army.
These are not what Liu Yanzhi needs to care about. What he wants to know most is whether George Cunningham is here or not. At this time Sophie mother and daughter have awakened, and after hardships, they finally saw the compatriots in the civilized world. Sophie tears of excitement. Like rain, choked and speechless.
The French minister also rushed to the scene. He acted as an interpreter to tell everyone what happened to Sophie. When the foreigners learned that it was this young man in the Qing government's nine-rank official uniform who rescued the mother and daughter. He responded with admiration.
　　 "Liu Yishi is not an official of the Prime Minister's Office, he is my distant relative." Li Zhongzheng explained.
　　 "You must be a Christian, child." Dou Nale patted Liu Yanzhi on the shoulder and said, "If you don't want to go back, this is your home."
"I'm willing to stay and help." Of course, Liu Yanzhi will not let go of the good opportunity to come home. The British Minister is the commander nominated by everyone in the embassy area. The old British gentlemen have spoken. Naturally, others have no objection. Besides, there are a lot of people in Dongjiaomin Lane. Chinese Christians are not far behind him.
Li Zhongzheng saw his success, so he left. Liu Yanzhi stayed in Dongjiaomin Lane and was assigned to the logistics team to transport ammunition, rescue the wounded, and build fortifications. The official uniform on his body can no longer be worn, only the inside. Short hit, followed by a group of churchmen squatting behind the fortifications.
Although the churchmen and foreigners are on the same front, they are obviously second-class citizens. They don’t even have the qualifications to hold guns. They are only qualified to work. They spend the whole afternoon building bricks. At night, they sleep with a group of churchmen on the Chase shop. The nose smells like sweat and feet.
　　The place where they rested was the Hanlinyuan earlier. Through the window, you could see the brightly lit inner city wall. Liu Yan couldn't sleep and asked a man in his 30s: "Brother, where are you from?"
　　 "I am from Tongzhou." The simple man replied　.
"Coincidentally, my uncle is also from Tongzhou." Liu Yanzhi began to magnetize with him, and after getting acquainted with him, he inquired about the deployment of troops in the embassy area. He mainly wanted to know how many U.S. troops were here, but the man was connected to the United Kingdom. People and French can't distinguish between them, and after asking three questions, Liu Yan is boring.
In the early morning of the next day, the embassy area carried out a flag-raising ceremony as usual. The national anthems of various countries rang into one. Colorful flags were raised on flagpoles. The flag of the rice character was British soldiers in khaki uniforms, and the flag of the rising sun was Japanese soldiers in black jackets. On the side is a group of navy wearing white sailor suits, and under the Stars and Stripes of the U.S. Consulate is a small group of soldiers wearing cowboy hats, blue army shirts and light-colored trousers. It seems that they should belong to the Marine Corps rather than the U.S. Army.
　　 After the flag-raising ceremony, the soldiers entered the battle position and stood ready. Suddenly an Englishman came to Liu Yanzhi: "Hey, the French minister wants to thank you. Come with me."
　　 Liu Yan followed him straight to the French Embassy. As soon as he entered the door, he put a gun barrel on the back of his head.
"Don't move, sir, or your head will move." The crappy Chinese comes from a Frenchman with a mustache. There are several foreigners with guns standing next to him, one of which I saw yesterday. Captain Stanley.
　　 "You shouldn't treat me like this." Liu Yan said calmly, motionless.
"Sir, who are you? Why do you want to inquire about our military allocation. If you tell the truth, I will consider releasing you, otherwise, you will face a trial by a temporary court. There is only one result, which is to be shot." Said.
"I'm not a spy sent by the Qing government." Liu Yanzhi replied calmly. He knew that foreigners had a problem. As long as they didn't resist, they would never destroy themselves on the spot. They would really hold a trial, maybe even pay. Will arrange a defense lawyer for myself.
　　 "I want to find someone, a captain of the U.S. Army, his name is George Cunningham." Liu Yanzhi made no secret. This answer made everyone extremely puzzled, and his eyes were cast on Captain Stanley.
"There is only one Captain of the U.S. Army here, and that's me, but I'm here on vacation, and I'm not an entourage of the embassy." Captain Stanley said. "In fact, the defender of the embassy is a marine detachment capable of fighting. In other words, there is no one you are looking for here."
Liu Yanzhi instinctively felt that the captain was telling the truth, but he did not give up and continued to ask: "Then do you know Captain Cunningham? Will he be on his way to reinforcements? For the sake of God, this is very important to me."
　　 Captain Stanley shook his head: "It is the Ninth Regiment of the Army, and there is no Captain George Cunningham, I can assure you,
Liu Yanzhi wanted to ask something more. The foreigners were already impatient. They were very happy to be able to catch a spy. As a result, a provisional court was established, with French minister Bi Sheng as the judge and a British officer as the prosecutor. He was also assigned a defender, an Italian priest.
Liu Yanzhi was tied with his hands~EbookFREE.me~ and did not fight in vain. He was in the fortress, and there were nervous gunmen everywhere. Even if he could escape from this room, he would be beaten in the next second. Chengma's nest, stepped back ten thousand steps and said that even if he escaped from Dongjiaomin Lane, thousands of Boxers and Wuwei troops outside would fire on him.
Everywhere is dead, Liu Yanzhi has no fear and refuses to admit that he is a spy, but the court obviously has no patience to spend more time. The Italian pastor is also very irresponsible. He just painted a cross on his chest and said of the Virgin Mary. Asia will forgive you.
　　 The foreigners in the jury did not care whether the prisoner was wronged or not. They had very unified opinions. The judge pronounced the death sentence!
　　The soldiers in charge of the execution were soldiers from the British Marine Corps. They took Liu Yan, who had been with five flowers, to the open space in the backyard and asked him to stand against the wall.
　　 "You are lucky, we have no time to hang you, do we need to blindfold?" the British officer asked very intimately.
　　 "Thank you, no need." Liu Yanzhi still kept smiling. He was not afraid of death. Crossing was a dangerous job. Since he participated, he had already put life and death aside, but he didn't expect to die so aggrieved.
　　 Sophie finally appeared. She was very excited and yelled that Liu Yanzhi was innocent, but it was of no use. At the time of the enemy, Dongjiaominxiang would not tolerate a person suspected of being a spy.
　　 "Prepare!" With an order, the soldiers pulled the bolts and aimed at the executed prisoners.
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