On September 21, 1906, the weather was sunny in a dilapidated temple in Wuchang City, which barely had any incense. The little man leaned against the corner and did not move, dressed in tattered clothes that made people think that he was a man named Hanako.

If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still heaving, you would have thought he was a dead man. If it weren't for the fact that his hand was still touching the rifle beside him, Xiong Bingkun himself would have forgotten that he was still a soldier.

One, two, three.

There were only three bullets, and Xiong Bingkun counted them many times.

Leaning against the corner of the ruined temple, he didn't know what to do. Wuchang City is in turmoil anymore, Cao Kun wants to kill Ruicheng, Ruicheng wants to kill Cao Kun, this has nothing to do with him, if he can, he would rather throw away the gun, and then escape from Wuchang City, he can do anything in the future, that is, no more revolution.

To be honest, Xiong Bingkun didn't know what revolution was at all, let alone what benefits revolution could bring to him. It's just that several good friends in the army were revolutionary, and he also got rid of it.

Now that most of those friends have been arrested and killed, Li Yuanhong's hateful guy, in order not to intervene in the struggle between Cao Kun and Ruicheng, always makes fun of them and is chasing them all day long. Xiong Bingkun swore that he was really an accomplice! He really just followed the other brothers to make a scene, but now Li Yuanhong has arrested him as the main culprit, and his portraits are plastered all over the streets and alleys of Wuchang, saying that he has found a killing! This made Lao Xiong feel very aggrieved, angry, and helpless.

The gun was thrown away and picked up again.

He counted the three bullets many times, but there was no more.

The incense in this temple is so bad that no one comes to pay tribute. He didn't dare to stay in the place of incense haode. If you don't pay tribute, you won't eat, and if you don't eat, you'll die.

Xiong Bingkun knows this very well.

He felt like he didn't have much strength. What to do? Will you wait here to starve to death, or will you try again if you can escape?

This multiple-choice question is very easy to do, because as long as there is a chance of survival. No one wants to choose to die, especially to be starved to death in a ruined temple like this, silently, and silently.

Therefore, Xiong Bingkun felt that he should go out and fight. As long as they can get out of the city, they can't catch themselves. Even if you can't go out, finding something to eat can make you live for a few more days, and staying alive is Xiong Bingkun's biggest luxury now.

Three bullets, he carefully counted again. He thought very clearly, if he was recognized. He ran out of three bullets!

At the first shot, he was going to shout an uprising. Because since he was going to die, he didn't want to die. Xiong Bingkun is not a person who is a wreck, so the second shot he wants to kill the guy who rushes towards him the fastest! No matter who it is, pulling one is one, and his old bear has not been easy to bully in his marksmanship over the years. The third bullet was left for himself. He didn't want to be beheaded like his other brothers.

Xiong Bingkun thinks so. Even if his life is like an ant in the eyes of those big people, ants also have the desire to live! The ant also has his dignity! The third bullet, he wants to defend his dignity, which may be worthless in the eyes of those big people.

He figured it out yesterday. But I didn't get up until today. Because yesterday he thought that he might be able to get something to eat soon, but today he was finally sure that there would be no food here, and if he didn't go out again, he would definitely not be able to survive tonight. Not even a chance to shoot three shots.

Looking at the red sunset at the window, Xiong Bingkun slowly supported his body against the wall, and when he stood up, his steps were a little shaky.

His eyes were filled with despair. The chapped lips closed slightly, letting out a deep gasp. I took a few breaths and felt some strength. He picked up a piece of wood on the ground and threw it into the air: "God, please show me the way, where the tip of the wood is pointed, I will go!" If I Xiong Bingkun ancestor on the accumulation of virtue, please bless me to go out, in the future I will rebuild this temple! ”

The wood spun in the air, and when it landed on the ground, the pointed end was aimed right at the east. Xiong Bingkun paused for a moment: "What are you doing?" That's the Doge's Palace! Are you mistaken? ”

He hurriedly picked up the wood and threw it again. The strange thing is that this time the wood is actually aimed at the east! Xiong Bingkun was stunned, and after a while, he sighed: "Alas, since God asked me to go anywhere, let's go, let's die!" ”

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that it didn't make any difference to him where he went. Pulling the ragged military uniform on his body, carrying his rifle, Xiong Bingkun set off.

One person, one gun, three bullets.

He didn't think at all about how brilliant the path he had embarked on, and he didn't even realize that he was going to knock down the crumbling Manchu Qing with the three bullets in his hand! At the same time, whether it is Sa Daoyi or Yuan Shikai, or Yang Dagui, the layout of the whole of China by these big men will be shattered by the three bullets in his hand!

The Governor's Palace, Rui Cheng and Cao Sanye are finally going to make a break today. In the future, whether the new army will be surnamed Yuan or Ai Xingjue Luo will depend on whose means are more powerful today.

Rui Cheng's heart was very nervous, his palms were all sweaty, looking at Zhang Biao standing in front of him, Rui Cheng asked worriedly: "Zhang Biao, are you sure?" ”

Although Zhang Biao is a waste in Wu Zhaolin's eyes, he is still a little bold: "Don't worry, adults!" The brothers outside are all flag people, absolutely reliable. As long as Cao San dares to come, I will definitely let him come and go! ”

Rui Cheng nodded: "Let it go!" Beijing has news, let's solve Cao San as soon as possible! Beijing will give us the greatest support, don't worry about everything! It's just that there won't be any problems with the new army, right? ”

Zhang Biao shook his head: "No!" As long as we act smartly, they won't react afterwards. ”

This is now the case with the Forces nouvelles. How to say it, the situation is unstable, and there are not too many people standing in line. Where China will go in the future, no one can see it clearly, standing in line, standing in the right place, you can soar, but standing wrong is the head of the head.

Wu Zhaolin worked very hard and only took the advantage, he only won over those squad and platoon company commanders, that is, some grassroots commanders, these people have no right to command the troops! In a way, they only represent themselves.

The high-ranking generals were vested interests under the Manchu system, and they all supported Zhang Biao. But after the squad leader didn't listen to them, they also seemed a little powerless. I can't control it. The Liliang who decided the victory were those middle-level generals who had command, and these people were still waiting, they were watching the wind.

Rui Cheng and Cao Kun both tried their best to win over these people, but their attitudes were quite ambiguous. It's quite difficult to get them to speak without seeing a clear result.

If he could, Rui Cheng and Cao Kun would continue to compete in the same way as before, but time was really running out for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty was already in danger, and Rui Cheng had to use this simplest and most violent means to divide the winner.

Zhang Biao said: "At night, I shot loudly. As soon as they heard the gunshots, the brothers in ambush immediately rushed out, and the result was the two of them! As long as Cao Kun dares to come, I will be sure to clean them up! ”

Of course Cao Kun will come, because Cao Sanye has no time. Uncle Yuan gave him ten days, and now it is nearing the end, and he has used many means in the middle but has never been able to convert his advantage into victory. So even if Cao Kun saw that today was a Hongmen banquet, he still seized this opportunity! Kill Ruicheng!

The third master checked his pistol. Then he said to Wu Zhaolin: "Remember, when I saw Ruicheng, I opened fire, the gunfire is the signal, and when you hear the gunshot, you will rush in with the troops for me!" ”

Wu Zhaolin nodded: "Third master." Do you have some more people with you? After entering the Governor's Palace, every step is dangerous, so it is better to be careful. ”

Cao Kun took a look and patted Wu Zhaolin's shoulder with his hand: "Don't worry about me, Third Master, Zhang Biao was still wearing open crotch pants when I was fighting!" Ruicheng? Lao Tzu's literary talent is not as good as him. Shoot him ten! ”

Wu Zhaolin was still a little reassured, to be honest, he didn't want the third master to take risks, but now there was no other way. He glanced at the more than thirty brothers who were following Cao Kun: "You all give me a little cleverness." Be sure to ensure the safety of the third master! ”

The brothers immediately responded, Cao Kun didn't say anything more, and thrust the gun into his waist: "Go!" ”

Cao Sanye took more than 30 brothers to the Governor's Mansion with a high spirit, Wu Zhaolin followed with a large team of people, and in the Governor's Palace, Governor Rui also arranged people to wait for them. The third master is not afraid, and Wu Zhaolin is not afraid, they all believe that the victory belongs to them, just like Ruicheng and Zhang Biao in the Governor's Palace.

With the belief that they would win, they raised their guns and walked towards each other, and the sound of the gun was a trumpet, and as soon as a gun rang out, everything should be decided.

Just when Cao Sanye was heading to the Governor's Palace, on the other side of the road to the Governor's Palace, Xiong Bingkun was very scared, his hands holding the rifle trembled slightly, his face was full of nervousness and fear, and he muttered to himself: "Don't come, whoever comes over, I will fight whom, whoever comes, I will beat whoever comes......."

Xiong Bingkun was also approaching the Governor's Palace, and there was really no one to intercept him on the way.

Governor Rui and Cao Sanye have already issued an order, starting at four o'clock this afternoon, the whole army is not allowed to leave the barracks! Although the soldiers did not know that this was weishenme, obedience was the duty of the soldiers. And those who went out of the barracks, who knew what was going to happen, were all concentrated in the Governor's Mansion and Wu Zhaolin's side. Xiong Bingkun walked all the way, and he didn't even see a single soldier, and even the team that usually patrolled was gone.

Further on, there is the prison, and then more than two hundred meters ahead, there is the Governor's Palace. After the governor's palace, there is the munitions depot, and then the city gate. That is, the appearance of the two-mile road, whether you can walk the two-mile road or not is related to whether you live or die.

Xiong Bingkun doesn't want to die, he wants to live.

Leaning against the corner of the prison, Xiong Bingkun stopped, and the two guards at the gate of the prison he saw very clearly, what should I do? U-turn? Or just walk past?

After hesitating for two minutes, Xiong Bingkun finally made a decision, go forward, continue to move forward! Pulling the bolt of his gun and glancing at the bullets lying in the chamber, he moved on.

He knew very well in his heart that even if he turned back and went another way, it would not be interesting. There must be guards on the other roads, and you can't get out even if you don't get to the city gate. After all, this path was pointed out to him by God, and asking God to bless him was his only chance. Maybe these two people won't come to check on themselves, maybe they'll both fall asleep as they walk by......

The two guards at the door began to look at him from a distance, Xiong Bingkun's psychology was extremely frightened, his finger was on the trigger, and he kept praying in his heart: "Don't stop me, don't stop me!" ”

God didn't seem to bless him this time, when he was only seven or eight meters away from the two prison guards, he suddenly heard one of the guards shouting: "Oh, isn't that Xiong Bingkun?" (To be continued......)