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Chapter 300 Pinkeye

Lu Wu's subordinates, with their muskets mounted on bayonets, stared intently at the defeated troops of the Quasi Army.

Just because Yuzhu once told Lu Wu that the Quanjun's muskets were actually very powerful, and the Qing's artillery, especially the large number of double and triple cannons, was very powerful.

The quasi-military forces that penetrated into Qinghai, as long as they are musketeers, should be eliminated.

Therefore, the soldiers with bayonets pointed out pursued Xiao Ce Ling in the direction in which he fled.

"Pfft..." A soldier from the Wuwei Battalion caught up with the defeated troops and stabbed hard, and the long spur pierced the enemy's back, and the tip of the bayonet was exposed from the front of the belly.

Due to lack of experience, the soldier from the Wuwei camp was sprayed with blood when he drew his sword.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, held the bayonet straight, and set his sights on the next target again.

The army was defeated like a mountain!

Once the enemy turned around and fled, it was difficult to organize an effective defensive offensive. They could only allow the soldiers of the Wuwei Battalion to quickly catch up and stab them to death one by one.

Just when Xiao Celing was about to be overtaken, someone suddenly rushed to him on horseback.

The man jumped off the horse, knelt down in front of little Celing, and said loudly: "Master, get on the horse quickly, quickly."

"Hechi, get on your horse too and let's go together." Xiao Celing was embarrassed to leave such a loyal slave.

Unexpectedly, He Chi suddenly stood up, drew his sword, shouted and rushed towards the direction of the Qing army.

"He Chi..." Xiao Ce Ling had already become as hard-hearted as iron, but still shed tears. There was no way, He Chi wanted to fight for him time to escape. If he didn't leave, he really wouldn't be able to leave.

Xiao Celing got off his horse, leaned on its back with great experience, and ran away.

When the soldiers of the Wuwei Camp saw He Chi charging towards him with a sword, they would not be stupid enough to fight him with a bayonet.

Everyone raised their guns one after another, and under the command of the sentry commander (platoon leader), they fired two volleys, shooting Hechi to the ground and dying in a pool of blood.

"Stand at attention and salute!" At the command of the sentry commander, the soldiers raised their guns and saluted He Chi, the warrior of the paramilitary army.

As the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes!

Hechi, even though he died with great honor, was unanimously recognized by the soldiers of the Wuwei camp!

Xiao Celing fled in embarrassment. When the soldiers of the Wuwei camp were cleaning the battlefield, soldiers who had never seen blood would step forward with bayonets and stab them to death as long as they were wounded.

In this era of lack of medical treatment and medicine, it is almost impossible to escape infection and death as long as you are hit by lead bullets from muskets.

War is cruel, it is impossible to treat guests to dinner!

Since the quasi-military army dares to invade Qinghai, they should be prepared to die!

After a careful inventory afterward, the two hundred musketeers brought by Xiao Celing were completely wiped out. Among them, one hundred and twenty were killed in battle and eighty were captured.

Ma Qingfang led a temporary cavalry team composed of 300 rural soldiers to pursue Yaku's defeated army.

As a result, Yaku saw the opportunity early, and his horse was fast, so he escaped with a few people.

After the Mongols on the grassland were defeated, they all fled in all directions, each looking after his own business.

However, although Ma Qingfang's team only killed more than a hundred Mongolians who were slow to escape, they captured all of Yaku's baggage and the old, weak, women and children.

By the time Ma Qingfang escorted the prisoners back to the camp, it was already dark!

There was no way, Ma Qingfang's rural soldiers were all frightened. They finally caught the opportunity to fight against the autumn wind. How could they not seize it completely?

However, Ma Qingfang also knew very well the military regulations set by Yuzhu: you can rob property, you are not allowed to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and you are not allowed to bully women.

In fact, throughout the northwest, whether it is the Qing army, the quasi-army, or the Mongols in Qinghai, the prevailing rule of the game is: the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy!

If you win, you will drink and eat meat, and divide the gold, silver, and women. If you lose, you will be punished by the enemy.

Under the law of respecting the strong, everyone does this, and they must be willing to admit defeat!

When Ma Qingfang returned to the camp, Yuzhu summoned the officers above the military guard camp commander to discuss the pros and cons of the battle.

Perhaps because he was worried that others would not dare to tell the truth, Yuzhu first made a self-criticism.

"To be honest, if we fight against the Mongolian cavalry in three lines, we will have a high risk of victory. If a few Mongolian cavalry are lucky enough not to be hit and rush into the queue with their swords, it will be too dangerous."

Although he won the battle, Yuzhu's mentality was very correct.

There is still a long way to go. If we don’t sum up experience and lessons now, we will suffer big losses sooner or later.

"Commander Yu, I think there is a problem with dividing our troops into two groups. There are only 500 people in total. If we are divided, we will be scattered and easily defeated by the enemy." Lu Wuti's opinion was very pertinent and won Yuzhu's favor.

of appreciation.

"That's a good suggestion. Everyone should learn from Lu Wu's example and point out all the things they didn't do well. If there are any, correct them, and if not, praise them." Yuzhu encouraged everyone to tell the truth.

"Commander Yu, I think it is indeed a bit risky for us to stay away from the artillery. In my opinion, we should be sandwiched in the carriage and push forward together with the artillery. If the enemy retreats, we should still follow the old rules.

The rule is to set up camp after only walking thirty miles. Anyway, there are many cattle and sheep, and there is plenty of food and grass, so we are not afraid of running out." Zhao Gan, the deputy battalion commander and halberd officer, also had the courage to speak his mind.

Led by Lu Wu and Zhao Gan, this summary military meeting lasted for more than an hour.

Yuzhu was also very humble. He held a quill pen in his hand, dipped in foreign ink, and wrote down the experiences and lessons learned by everyone on the paper.

After the meeting, Yuzhu walked around twice in the Chinese military tent with his hands behind his back, and finally made up his mind to form a general staff headquarters.

If one person is short-term, everyone will be wise.

The battle of Prussia and Setang made the Prussian army's chief of staff, Elder Mao Qi, shine so well. It is naturally impossible for Yuzhu to forget this old story.

That night, Yuzhu ordered that cattle and sheep be slaughtered to reward the three armies.

In this battle, the soldiers from the Wuwei Battalion and the Rural Soldiers each robbed a lot of things. However, the cannon armored soldiers from the Firearms Battalion and the Green Battalion soldiers did not grab anything, and they were actually jealous.

On the morning of the next day, while Yuzhu was still lying high up in front of Yongmei, Paojiazhuang led Sheding and came outside the tent to see him.

Yuzhu still had many uses for Sheding, so he didn't keep him waiting. He hurriedly washed his face with cold water, put on casual clothes, and met with Sheding in the Chinese military tent.

"Commander Yu, you are humble and disobedient." She Ding glared at Yu Zhu, his face full of uncontrollable anger.

Yuzhu smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "Old She, no matter how important the matter is, just sit down and talk about it."

In the military, most bannermen do not like to use names between superiors and subordinates, and prefer to call each other by their first names to show affection.

She Ding suppressed his anger. After sitting down, he cupped his hands and said: "Commander Yu, although my firearms battalion has not fired a single shot, it is still capable of dispatching troops. They are just ordinary country soldiers, but they are robbing everyone, uh, come on.

A lot of oil and water.”

Yuzhu understood it as soon as he heard it, and concluded that this was someone who was jealous of Ma Qingfang and had made too much money.

In fact, this matter, strictly speaking, is to blame because Yuzhu did not set the rules of the game for dividing the spoils.

At the beginning, during the robbery in Yakutsk, Yuzhu made a three-part agreement because everyone was his confidant.

No matter who it is, you can only take 30% of what you grab, and the remaining 70% must be handed over to Yuzhu.

Of the 70% that Yuzhu received, 40% belonged to the reserve pension of the fallen soldiers, and the remaining 30% belonged to himself.

However, here in Xining, there are both the Military Guard Battalion, the Eight Banners Firearms Battalion, the Green Battalion soldiers, and even the rural soldiers, so the composition is too mixed.

Therefore, Yuzhu deliberately did not mention the issue of how to divide the spoils in advance.

Now, since She Ding was jealous and was the first to stand up, Yu Zhu smiled and asked him: "Then, in your opinion, Lao She, how should we divide the wealth in the future?"

She Ding was stunned for a moment, and he wanted to say that the unworthy rural soldiers should not have participated in sharing the spoils.

However, Ma Qingfang led hundreds of men and chased the Mongols for dozens of miles, not only paying the price in blood, but also in hard work.

She Ding was embarrassed to say what was in his heart, so he turned around and said, "Commander Yu, all the artillerymen and artillerymen under my humble command have complaints."

Yuzhu waited for Sheding to come to him, so he smiled and put forward the conditions.

"It's hard to determine the results of artillery armor. How about this? As long as you fire more than ten rounds in the future, you can get 20% of the loot. How about it?"

What Yuzhu said makes sense. Even if the artillery shells fired and killed many enemies, the infantry would have to rush up and chop off the heads of the dead in order for military merit to be counted.

According to the military regulations of the Qing Dynasty, the principle of beheading to determine merit was still extremely old-fashioned.

You want to see people alive, you want to see your head when you die, this is the basic principle of the Ministry of War to determine merit!

She Ding was not very satisfied, but it was acceptable. She Ding knew that his thin arms could not twist Yu Zhu's thick legs.

Since Yuzhu had already made a concession, he had to be content with his contentment, so Sheding had to reluctantly agree.

She Ding was a serious Manchurian bannerman, and the Eight Banners Firearms Battalion was Kangxi's favorite. Yuzhu really needed She Ding's team to help in future battles, and the plan to divide the spoils was successfully achieved.

Compromise agreement.

After Sheding left, Yuzhu waited for a long time, but did not see General Yan Sen from Xining Green Camp coming to complain to him.

Yan Sen didn't dare to come to Yuzhu, which was completely understandable to Yuzhu.

Compared with the Eight Banners soldiers, the Green Camp soldiers are stepmother soldiers and will always be inferior.

Not only that, during this battle, the Green Camp soldiers did not participate in the battle at all. How could they have the nerve to come to Yuzhu and ask for the distribution of spoils?

After the great victory, Yuzhu returned to his previous state. The army marched for one day and rested for two days, waiting for foreign technicians to survey the detailed roads and terrain before continuing on the road.

In the entire Qinghai region, there is not a single Mongolian prince who is truly aligned with the Qing Dynasty!

Today there is a rebellion, and tomorrow there is a rebellion, this is what happens all the time!

There are so many enemies that I want to kill, but I’m afraid I don’t have the energy to kill them all!

However, Yuzhu must understand the conditions of the roads and terrain.

Japanese people in history, such as military staff officer Ishihara Kanji and great spy Itagaki Seishiro, etc., all had rich experience in lurking in China for a long time and engaged in map surveying.

It is no exaggeration to say that the military maps drawn by the Japanese can be as detailed as the location of a village or even a well.

It can be seen from this that how important is the detailed military map of Qinghai Navy?

More importantly, after winning this battle, Yuzhu can use the power of victory to coerce the banners and ministries of Qinghai Mongolia to make a choice of sides.

The reasons are all ready-made. The disobedient prince can be directly labeled as being a traitor to the traitor Yakku!

(PS: I have some time today. As long as there are more than 2,200 monthly tickets, there will be a third update in the early morning!)


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