The military camp of the Zhongyong Army is several kilometers away from the county seat. No one can choose to camp within the range of the cannons on the city wall, but Shanqi and his soldiers obviously have not considered this issue. Besides, those storytellers tell stories that make people’s blood boil.
In the storytelling, it seems that ancient famous generals did not mention the need to consider the distance of the opponent when they went out to cut down the camp. They usually killed the enemy in front of them, making sure they were unprepared, and then killed them as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.
But after leaving the city, they discovered that the enemy army seemed to be a little far away, but this was not a difficulty. The brave Qing soldiers just stepped on the snow, which was deep and shallow, toward the distant patch of snow.
Deng Deng started his arduous journey, and it didn't take long for someone to become addicted to smoking. This does not mean that Cixi's new army allowed smoking. In fact, smoking was strictly prohibited in the new army. But the problem is that those family relationships are deeply entangled.
It is truly a fantasy that the disciples of the Eight Banners can enforce orders and prohibitions!
Shan Qi glared at those guys who were yawning with hatred. They probably felt that this behavior was too embarrassing, so they could only endure the feeling of claws scratching their hearts, lowered their heads and kicked deep in the snow.
Qian walked on one foot, because they were afraid that the sound of horse hooves would alert the enemy, so none of the elite soldiers who attacked the camp did not ride horses. Of course, it was Zai Zhen who said this.
Behind them, the main force led by Zai Zhen could be vaguely seen. Although Xue Ye could not see very clearly, he could indeed see the shadowy figure. This made Shanqi completely relieved. It seemed that Zai Zhen was on the wrong side of this big thing.
It was still possible to carry it, but it was a pity that he didn't send anyone back to take a look, because there were less than a thousand people following them, and these thousand people were gradually moving away from them, so Zai Zhen was not interested in being here.
He went out on a snowy day to make trouble for himself. He had gone back to sleep with the woman in his arms.
Poor Shanqi just walked forward with difficulty. Not only did he not know that there were so few reinforcements behind him, but he also didn't know that there were more than a dozen people wearing white windbreakers beside him, and even the rifles in his hands were wrapped in white cloth.
of uninvited guests.
Chen Zhong has a large number of secret sentries at the four gates of Xianghe. These guys have been hiding outside the city silently. As soon as Cong Shanqi came out, he was targeted by them. Except for some who went back to report, the rest followed and monitored these fools.
Everyone, otherwise Chen Zhong wouldn't be worried about being attacked by a sneak attack? This is simply a joke.
After an hour's trek, the warriors led by Shanqi finally arrived at their destination. They were all as tired as dogs in the dog days of summer. However, they couldn't help but feel refreshed when they looked at the enemy barracks behind the barbed wire in front of them.
Suddenly, he didn't even notice that the main force behind him had already disappeared.
Because there is not a single sentry post in the entire military camp. There are only three or two machine guns set up there, but there is no one behind them. There are only a few illuminated bonfires burning brightly, and countless tents stretching in the heavy snow. It is obvious that
As Zai Zhen judged, after the Zhongyong Army's successive victories, coupled with his deliberate show of weakness, he was now so proud and careless that even the sentry had no interest in sticking to his post.
This is simply God blessing the Qing Dynasty.
"Go!" Shanqi suppressed his excitement and waved his hand like a real general. A large number of soldiers holding wire scissors immediately rushed forward to cut the barbed wire. Some other soldiers set up the barbed wire and worked hard to lift it.
There were several machine guns in front of them, some took out grenades and began to unscrew the caps to throw them, and some pulled out the ghost-headed swords in a serious manner. In short, all of them were eager to try and wait for a happy killing.
However, at this moment, I suddenly heard a bang, and then a bright firework exploded in the snowy night sky. Before Shanqi's brain could wake up from the shock, dozens of dazzling light beams shot from the right.
It shot out from the darkness on the side. The three thousand Qing troops who were preparing to launch a sneak attack were instantly exposed to the light. Three thousand dumbfounded faces all turned to the end of the light beam. Dozens of huge eyes looked like the evil smile.
For a moment, countless firelights ignited in the darkness.
The roar of bullets from the heavy machine gun made Shanqi feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. At the same time as the sound of bullets piercing flesh rang out all around him, the burst of shooting from the Maxim machine gun also rang in his ears, followed closely by
Countless screams and violent bullets were like scythes harvesting life. At this moment, they were enjoying the joy of the harvest. The Qing soldiers who were crowding in front of the barbed wire and were happily preparing to kill suddenly became the ones being killed.
Their lives were shattered by the splash of blood. Before they even had time to escape, they fell one by one on the white snow, and the bright red blood spread into countless strange flowers.
Shan Qi stood there in a daze, his whole mind went blank. He was so stupid that he didn't even think of hiding. He just kept staring ahead until a bullet drilled into his chest, and then brought countless bullets with him.
The squeezed flesh and blood spurted out from his back, and the heir to the iron-hatted king fell on his back without saying a word. The loyal Goshiha next to him was about to pounce on him, but at the same time he was struck by a
A bullet blew out his head, and the dead body hit his master's chest heavily.
The feast of killing is still going on. Hundreds of flame-breathing heavy machine guns, guided by dozens of high-power searchlights, are pouring bullets and death forward all the time. The Qing soldiers wake up from their initial shock.
, just like lambs scattered by wolves, they fled in despair on the open snowy field. Unfortunately, they couldn't outrun the bullets, and death followed their footsteps like maggots attached to their bones until their lives were harvested.
Everyone was crying like crazy, crowding each other, trampling on each other, and running towards the darkness with their backs to the light beam. They threw away everything they could throw away, just to be able to plunge into the snowy night in the shortest possible time. A road paved with dead bodies was like this.
It stretched forward radially on the snow, but no one dared to turn back to resist. There was only one word in the minds of all the survivors, run.
Of course, this is just a luxury hope. Even if they escape the range of the machine gun, death is still waiting for them.
Just as the machine guns started firing, tens of thousands of loyal soldiers began to surround them from three sides. Each submachine gun sprayed flames as they walked, punishing these guys with death for disturbing their sweet dreams. These angry soldiers
No prisoners were kept at all. Even if they knelt down and surrendered, the result would still be hot bullets or cold bayonets. There had been orders from above to kill as many Qing troops as they could. Don't be merciful just because you say the same thing.
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As the infantry surrounded them, the firing of machine guns gradually stopped in order to avoid accidental damage. In the snowy night, only the firing of submachine guns and the screams were left. However, these sounds soon fell silent, and soldiers with rifles began to appear.
Checking the fish that slipped through the pile of corpses, you can occasionally see bayonet stabs. This battle that lasted less than a quarter of an hour ended in this way. No one of the three thousand Qing troops was spared, and they all became victims of Yikuang's betrayal.
The result in exchange was just a telegram to Cixi.
"General Shan Qi led his troops out of the city at night to attack the bandit soldiers. The bandits discovered it and the entire army was wiped out."
Looking at the telegram in her hand, Cixi couldn't help but shed tears. What a good boy. Among the descendants of the clan, only a few of them, namely Zai Zhen, Zai Yi and Shan Qi, can hold big positions. It's a pity.
The talent of a country's pillar has just disappeared. Of course, Shanqi will die. Death on the battlefield will not disgrace his ancestor Haoge. He can be posthumously named, add a posthumous title, and send someone to comfort him.
The key is that there is another section after Yi Kuang.
"Tens of thousands of thieves have surrounded the Xianghe River. The few soldiers in the city can only hold on. The veteran father and son should be ashamed to repay the Queen Mother's favor and vow to live or die with this city."
These words were really touching, but Cixi always felt that something was wrong here, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while. She couldn't help but frowned and said to Guiziliu: "Sixth King, look at Qing
What’s wrong with Wang’s telegram?”
She was just blinded by her consistent trust in Yi Kuang. Even if her eyes saw it, her mind still hadn't turned around for a moment. Guiziliu didn't have this restriction. He saw the problem almost at a glance: "
What if the traitors cross the Xianghe River and attack Beijing?"
"This old dog wants to sell us!" Cixi suddenly realized and howled angrily.
"I'm afraid it's very problematic to look at the death of Shanqi in this way." Guiziliu said with a wry smile. Everyone is an old fox, and they can see clearly once the window paper is pierced.
"This old dog has wasted all the favor that the Ai family has given him over the years. He actually behaved like this. He is so heartless. Why didn't the Ai family see him clearly earlier?" Cixi cried and scolded Yikuang. She was
It's really heartbreaking. She thinks that she has been extremely kind to Yi Kuang all these years. His father is just a auxiliary prince, and he was driven to Shengjing because he competed with Yicai for the throne. It can be said that the family has declined, and it's her fault.
He single-handedly promoted him, and now he is Prince Chengqing. This favor is not unkind, and he is indeed loyal to himself on weekdays, but who knows that he stabbed himself when he was in the most danger? This heart
It's really heartbreaking.
"Queen Mother, it's useless to say this now. Since Yi Kuang is ready to stand aside, I'm afraid the rebel army will really attack the city." Guizi Liu said a little impatiently. He was not surprised. Yi Kuang was originally
It's not strange at all for him to be a simpleton.
As soon as he finished speaking, Cixi didn't even bother to wipe her tears. Guangyi almost rolled in and ran in, then lay on the ground and cried: "Lafayette, the traitors have arrived at the canal!" (