boyutpedia Chapter 171 Blood Stains the Red Flag, the Land Changes Color
Chapter 171 Blood Stains the Red Flag, the Land Changes Color
Chapter 171 Blood Stains the Red Flag, the Land Changes Color
"Traitor?"
Chen Wen interrupted his frantic shouting, glancing over the remaining yamen runners in the dyeing workshop and over the distant street ablaze with flames.
Finally, the light fell back onto Nalan Yuanshu's face.
"Nalan Yuanshu, open your eyes and listen carefully!"
"This is the roar of the people, these blood-red flags everywhere, these millions of people who have stood up! Who, then, has stood against the people of the world?"
"Who exactly has seized this land of China for over 260 years, exploiting it to the bone, humiliating the nation, and causing widespread suffering and national collapse?!"
"You are the real traitors! You are the usurpers of the country! You are the shame of China! The debt of over two hundred years must be repaid!"
Before Chen Wen finished speaking, he had already moved!
He hooked his foot and lifted up a piece of coarse white cloth soaked in a dark red dye vat, holding the end of the cloth in his left hand.
Then, roll and soak it in the thick, scarlet dye in the vat!
The soaked coarse cloth instantly absorbed the dye and became incredibly heavy.
Immediately afterwards, he exhaled and made a sound, and an even more powerful and refined internal force erupted!
With a swing of his arms, he poured in!
hum!
The wet cloth, soaked in scarlet dye, stretched, tightened, and hardened in his hands!
It transformed into a blood-red spear, dark red in color, with a sharp tip and heavier than iron!
"The red flag is stained with blood, yet it waves high across the world!"
"The landscape changes color, welcoming spring and transforming the world!"
Chen Wen stepped forward, twisted his waist, swung his arm, channeled all his strength into the blood spear, and hurled it out!
call out!
A sharp, piercing sound echoed throughout the dyeing workshop!
The dark red blood spear transformed into a dazzling blood rainbow, tearing through the air and carrying Chen Wen's killing intent. With unstoppable force, it instantly traversed several meters!
puff!
Nalan Yuanshu didn't even have time to make a final reaction.
I felt a chill in my chest, followed by an overwhelming pain and an irresistible force!
The blood-stained gun had pierced his heart, sending his body flying backward.
A loud thud.
He was pinned firmly to the gray brick wall!
Nalan Yuanshu's eyes bulged as he stared intently at the gun barrel on his chest, then subconsciously glanced at Chen Wen, his lips moving.
Finally, his head lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing.
This loyal dog of the Qing court ultimately met a violent end!
The blood spear that pierced his body, stained with both dye and blood, became even more striking and intense in color.
Spread out some strands of cloth.
As the night wind blew, the strips of cloth soaked in red and blood fluttered in the breeze.
Like a newly raised flag.
It is cruel, tragic, and carries a breathtaking symbolic meaning that proclaims the death of the old era.
"——"
After a brief silence.
"We won!!"
"Long live the Blood Flag Army!!"
"Mr. Chen is incredibly powerful!!"
Sun Yat-sen, Lu Haodong, and others could no longer contain their excitement and cheered wildly!
Zhu Qi and other surviving heroes were moved to tears.
The remaining constables, having witnessed the Nine Gates Commander being so brutally nailed to the wall, lost all hope and completely collapsed.
"The master is dead! Really dead!"
"We surrender! We surrender! Don't kill us!"
They cried out, running around like headless flies, and knelt trembling on the ground.
A Blood Flag Army junior officer rushed up to Chen Wen, clasped his hands in salute, and excitedly reported, "Reporting, Commander! The routed troops around the dye shop are basically under control! Our casualties are minor, and we are currently taking inventory!"
"According to reports from various units, the Prefectural Government Office, the Green Standard Army's Eastern Warehouse, and the Guangdong Customs Office have all been captured or are under control. Resistance is weak, and our troops are maintaining order, extinguishing fires, and inventorying the spoils!"
Chen Wen nodded, his face showing little pride, and said in a deep voice, "Very good. Order all departments to shift their primary task to treating the wounded, whether they are our men, secret society brothers, or—the seriously wounded among the surrendered prisoners—treat them all and do everything possible to reduce casualties."
"Yes!" The junior leader accepted the order and left.
At this time.
Sun Wen and Lu Haodong tidied themselves up and, together with Zhu Qi and a few others, solemnly walked up to Chen Wen.
Sun Yat-sen bowed deeply, his tone utterly sincere: "Brother Chen! If it weren't for your divine intervention and the Blood Flag Army brothers tonight, we would all be dead under Nalan Yuanshu's blade!"
"I will never forget your life-saving grace!"
"I am even more grateful to Brother Chen for his magnanimity in treating us wounded soldiers. Such kindness and righteousness are deeply appreciated by Sun Yat-sen!"
Lu Haodong also clasped his hands and said, "Mr. Chen is very righteous. On behalf of all the brothers, I thank you!"
"Only today do we know what a truly righteous army is, and what it means to have the support of the people! Commander Chen, you are truly a hero of our time!"
Behind them, the surviving members of the secret society and righteous men looked at Chen Wen with eyes full of awe.
Gratitude and exhilaration.
They all bowed and shouted in unison, "Thank you so much, Mr. Chen, for saving our lives!" and "Mr. Chen is awesome!"
Someone looked at Nalan Yuanshu's tragic death on the wall, still filled with resentment, and couldn't help but spit out: "That corrupt official! He deserved to die!"
Chen Wen waved his hand, indicating that everyone didn't need to be so polite.
He glanced at Nalan Yuanshu's corpse, his expression calm: "There's no need for that. Nalan Yuanshu was acting from his own perspective, fulfilling his duties to his court; they were each serving their own master."
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"To us, he is an enemy, and his death is not a pity."
"But since the person is already dead, there is no need to do anything more disgraceful."
He turned his gaze to Sun Yat-sen and Lu Haodong, his tone becoming gentle yet firm: "Mr. Sun, Mr. Lu, and all my brothers, the night is still long, and the city is not yet secure."
"Let's work together to stabilize the situation, treat the wounded, and settle the civilians. We can discuss other matters later."
Upon hearing this, Sun Wen and the others held Chen Wen in even higher regard.
To be victorious without arrogance, decisive in killing yet compassionate, and rational and clear-headed – this is the true demeanor of a leader.
"Brother Chen/Commander Chen is absolutely right!"
Everyone echoed in agreement.
Inside and outside the dyeing workshop.
The Blood Flag Army soldiers began to systematically treat the wounded, guard prisoners, and extinguish sporadic fires.
In the distance, the cheers of the people and the commands of the Blood Flag Army could still be faintly heard from the streets and alleys.
The blood-red flags stood out even more vividly against the night sky over Guangcheng.
Sun Wen, Lu Haodong, and others listened to Chen Wen's instructions and watched the efficient and disciplined actions of the Blood Flag Army soldiers around them.
Recalling the embarrassing situation where his side had almost suffered a complete defeat despite having planned for so long, he was filled with mixed emotions.
Chen Wen's strength is unfathomable.
This composure after victory, the benevolence of treating the wounded equally, and the calm rationality of quickly taking control of the overall situation.
They all felt genuine admiration for them, and even a slight sense of inferiority arose within them.
Sun Wen gave Chen Wen a complicated look.
The previously vague thought in my mind became clearer, yet it felt even heavier.
He had indeed thought that if he could win over a figure like Chen Wen and his powerful Blood Flag Army, it would undoubtedly be a huge boost to the revolutionary cause.
A merger between the two could even be considered.
But after witnessing everything that happened tonight, that idea now seems so naive.
Given the strength, organization, and popular support demonstrated by the Blood Flag Army, their remaining forces are unlikely to be even considered for joining, let alone merging with them.
Thinking about this...
Sun Yat-sen felt both exhilarated by the prospect of a truly powerful ally for the future of the revolution and frustrated by the weakness of his own forces.
Just then.
A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the dyeing workshop.
"Mr. Chen!"
"Commander!"
"We're back!"