Poor Shi Duo had never experienced such humiliation. After returning to Ronglu's Chinese army tent and regaining his courage, he pointed to the north and cursed loudly, causing Ronglu to have a banquet, an actor, and a beautiful woman.
His anger was suppressed, and then he returned to Beijing with a wounded heart. He had no choice but to convey the order without seeing anyone. In fact, Shi Duo was secretly having fun at this time. Originally, he had brought one hundred thousand taels with him.
I was planning to go over to see if the banknote didn't work, so I checked Yang Feng's. Now I saved a hundred thousand taels of silver.
When he went back, he said that Cixi didn't do anything. Everyone was at the level of a thousand-year-old fox, so they naturally understood Yang Feng's intentions. As long as the court's decree could not reach him, he could confidently say that he didn't know. As for his subordinates,
What did the soldiers do? I think all the princes in the imperial court are the prime minister's supporters, so why bother arguing with a bunch of rough guys who don't know their words?
Since he doesn't know the court's will, his subordinates can do whatever they want. Not to mention harassing the local area, even if they come to Beijing to harass them, it is at best lax. In short, they can't be labeled as treason.
Button it up for him.
But it's not enough to just look at it like this. He has already built a port in Qinhuangdao. It is conceivable that he is preparing to stay there for a long time. His current 18,000 people are a little less, but he has to transport another division. Three
There is no way the new army from the three towns of the imperial court with 16,000 people can stop him no matter what. At that time, it is probably time for him to take the initiative to see the leader.
"Old Buddha, why don't we let Rong Zhongtang kill him across the Luanhe River while his foothold is still uncertain? With the strength of the three towns and the patrol team, there will be 40,000 people. I don't believe that Yang Ni's men are all three-headed and six-armed, with two
Even twice as many troops can't drive him into the sea." Yi Kuang said viciously. He had become so complacent and ambitious after being bragged by Zai Zhen during this period that he had forgotten what his precious son was.
Cixi was also a little moved. These days, Zai Zhen and a group of young men from the clan were wandering around in front of her in bright clothes and angry horses every day. They all looked very majestic, especially yesterday when they personally inspected the third town. Then
The scene of thousands of guns firing, cannons roaring, and bayonets like a forest made even a woman feel proud. Looking at Bodisu riding a horse, she seemed to see the majestic appearance of the monk king. In this case, she might as well give it a try.
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However, she still maintained a trace of reason and consulted Ronglu on this issue. Ronglu was sober. Except for the first town, his men were just a bunch of showmen. If they were allowed to stick to Luanhe.
There might still be some hope, but taking the initiative to attack would be no different than committing suicide. He quickly telegraphed his disagreement, but he didn't agree with the group of people under his command and quit.
Zai Zhen led those distinguished officers to fight every day. A group of young princes in Beijing, Beile, even gave him the nickname Grandma Rong. Even some princes and ministers in the court criticized him for being timid in fighting, which made Cixi
He was also confused, so he directly ordered him to fight Yang Feng no matter what, even if it was just to test his combat effectiveness. Don't be afraid of failure, failure is also experience.
This time Ronglu didn't have any more moves.
"Shoushan, what do you think we should do?" he asked Yuan Shoushan. Now this was the only one who could provide him with valuable advice.
"If you fight, you will lose. But if you don't fight, you can't stop the crowd." Yuan Shoushan said with a strange smile on his face.
Ronglu immediately understood what he meant. The guy hesitated and asked the foreign consultant next to him: "Mr. Spege, what do you think will happen if we take the initiative to attack the north bank?"
Retired British Major Spegg shrugged and said: "My lord, Mr. Yang is the designer of the current defense system of machine guns, trenches, and barbed wire positions. General Nie Shicheng's old-style army still beat the Japanese elite to a bloody pulp with a small number of enemies.
Chenghe, European countries have not found an effective way to crack it. Now that it is replaced by an army commanded by Mr. Yang himself, what do you think will be the result of our active attack?"
Ronglu smiled slightly and said: "Thank you for your advice. I think our soldiers can break this myth with courage. I decided to launch an attack on the north bank. I ordered the second and third towns to attack mainly, and the first town to defend the south bank."
Spege shrugged, maybe he thought these guys were incredible. He had visited it on the Asan battlefield. The scene of Japanese soldiers falling under the muzzles of machine guns was something he would never forget. It was like a pure tusha.
The desperate eyes of the Japanese soldiers who were hanging on the barbed wire fence, unable to advance or retreat, and could only watch helplessly waiting for death, even made him feel like hell. However, the barbed wire fence on the north bank position was denser, and the intervals between machine gun bunkers were smaller. It was conceivable to attack by force.
Such a position would encounter such terrifying Tusha. Of course, these had nothing to do with him. He was just a hired instructor and consultant. If they were willing to die, they would have no choice but to let them.
The news that Ronglu had ordered the attack made the towns of Ersanliang and Ersanliang abuzz with joy, especially the noble disciples. They were all about to serve wine to celebrate. To be honest, these young men who stretched out their hands for food and opened their mouths from their humble clothes, how could they know that fighting was a serious matter?
What's the matter? On weekdays, slaves would be involved in any group fights. Even a scratch on the skin would stir up chaos in the whole house. In their minds, mountains of corpses and seas of blood were just a line sung by storytellers.
They know that they are wearing beautiful uniforms of the new army, holding the latest dazzling weapons, and there are rows of cannons behind them. As for fighting, they must point their swords at them. Countless soldiers swarm forward, and then they can brag about themselves just like they brag about their ancestors.
Magnificent military exploits.
The abnormal behavior here was immediately discovered by the observation post on the other side, and was immediately reported to Yang Feng. Governor Yang, who was teasing a fisherman girl on the beach, was stunned by the news.
"Are you mistaken?" He asked Chen Zhong in disbelief. Ronglu actually dared to take the initiative to attack? Did he really think that his Eight Banners soldiers who had practiced gymnastics for several months had this ability?
"It's absolutely true, artillery preparations have already begun at this time." Chen Zhong said.
On the south bank of the Luanhe River, following the commander's order, more than a hundred Krupp 75-row battalion guns spouted flames at the same time at three artillery positions belonging to three towns. The roar of the artillery shells pierced the sky, followed by the other side.
The Zhongyong Army position was flooded by the explosion of fire. At the same time, 20,000 soldiers, led by officers, held rifles with bayonets and held large flags, rushing down the bank of the Luan River in a dense formation.
, it is winter now, and even in the deepest part of the Luanhe River, the water is not even waist deep and you can wade through it directly.
There was no reaction at all from the other side. Apart from the flames of exploding artillery shells, not even an enemy or a machine gun could be seen. Not even a flag could be seen. If it weren't for those dense barbed wire fences, it would make people doubt that it was an uninhabited wilderness.
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"Okay, let's blow it up like this!" Zai Zhen, who was wearing a new army uniform and a yellow mandarin jacket, was riding on a Western horse he bought at a high price, pointing his riding whip to the other side and shouting excitedly. This guy is only twenty years old this year, and he is moving forward in an indomitable way.
At such an age, because he is the prince of Prince Qing, he has been bragged by a bunch of friends and has long forgotten about it. Since he got this position of commanding the new army, he feels as if Sun Wu has been reincarnated, scratching his head and looking forward to the leaping horse with a horizontal sword.
, After a day on the battlefield, now that I finally got what I wanted, the blood all over my body was on fire.
Of course, he still maintained some sense. He did not learn from Bodisu and personally command the charge. Instead, he hid behind to experience the feeling of strategizing.
He was listening to the sound of cannons and looking at Zixiong! Suddenly, there was a strange roar in the sky. Before he could understand what was going on, the expression of Nie Shicheng, an old man from his father's high salary poached next to him, immediately changed.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him down, then turned over and pressed on his back. Almost at the same time, Zai Zhen saw a flash of fire in front of his eyes and the sun disappeared instantly.
The huge explosion was like a heavy punch hitting his ears repeatedly. In an instant, he could no longer hear any sound, including his own frightened scream, which he could feel through the veteran's body.
A heavy object hit his chest so hard that his vision went dark and he almost fainted. Looking at the artillery position next to him, it was completely submerged by the explosion of fire. The cannons turned into broken parts and scattered in the fire.
There was a splash, and a barrel even whizzed past his head. This scene made him wet his pants without hesitation.
These New Army artillerymen did not know how to hide themselves at all, and still used the tactics of the direct-aiming era to place the artillery in almost the most conspicuous position. The Bofors Seventy-Five Misses on the other side who were hidden in the ring emplacement could not even use the artillery scope.
can be easily solved, not to mention that there are now various high-tech observation and sighting equipment, and the maximum range of the two sides is almost three kilometers apart. This kind of artillery battle is simply to give them food, not only for Zai Zhen's side, but also for
Even those at Yuan Shoushan and Bodisu were hit at the same time. Less than two minutes after the shelling started, all three artillery positions were destroyed by artillery shells from the other side. Ronglu, who was watching the battle from a distance, was heartbroken when he saw this scene.
Broken.
The continuous explosions lasted for a quarter of an hour, and finally stopped until there was nothing left to explode. After the nightmare-like scene ended, the devastated Zai Zhen discovered that half of the head of the veteran lying on top of him had been cut off by shrapnel.
There, brains mixed with blood piled up on his chest, and his empty skull was like a big open mouth. He immediately screamed without hesitation, and hurriedly wanted to get up and shake off this horrific scene, but found that he could not move.
When he moved, the body of his Western horse, which had been disemboweled by artillery shells, was pressing heavily on top of the veteran.
"Come here, help!" Suddenly Zai Zhen's heart-rending cry echoed across both sides of the Luanhe River. (To be continued...)
ps: From now on, there will be three chapters every day, and more will be added if possible.