mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1141: This is called professionalism
The Japanese aircraft was a Morris Farman biplane with a pusher propeller layout, a two-seat design, a 70-horsepower air-cooled engine, a maximum speed of approximately 80 km/h, a flight time of approximately 3 hours, a ceiling of 3000 meters, a wingspan of 14 meters, and a length of 8 meters.

The parameters of the Japanese reconnaissance aircraft immediately appeared in Liu Wendeng's mind.

Liu Wendeng's attempt to lure the enemy failed.

The enemy plane attempted to dive away.

But the speed difference between the two was more than twice. Liu Wendeng twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and launched an attack from the side and rear of the enemy plane.

Ta ta ta...

Ta ta ta...

Ta ta ta...

During the third attack, the distance between the two sides was already very close.

Liu Wendeng could vaguely see the enemy pilot looking back with horror on his face.

Then flames burst out from the fuselage of the enemy plane.

Tata Tata...

Fourth attack.

boom……

exploded.

Liu Wendeng looked around and found no other enemy planes, so he turned around in the Feng Ru 4 plane.

The Feng Ru 4 aircraft is more advanced than the Feng Ru 3 that Zhao Chuanxin sold to France.

The main feature is that Feng Ru 4 can not only attack the air, but can even adjust the muzzle of the machine gun to attack the ground when flying at low altitude, rather than just hanging bombs.

This is unique at this time.

Liu Wendeng reported to his superiors.

After hearing the news, Sun Yanguang ordered the cruiser to keep a close eye on the enemy ships.

As a result, Japan did not dare to come.

In the Japanese Concession in Hankou, Japanese residents held demonstrations to protest against Zhao Chuanxin's brutal forced expulsion.

Liu Huaqiang reported this to Zhao Chuanxin, who ordered: "Open fire."

More than 59 Japanese residents in Hankou were killed or injured, and the march was disbanded...

Hioki Masu again sent a note to Foreign Minister Lu Zhengxiang.

This time, Lu Zhengxiang promised to severely reprimand Zhao Chuanxin.

"Rebuke? What's the use of rebuking? Can rebuking save lives? Can rebuking restore our losses?"

Lu Zhengxiang pursed his lips, endured the other party's spit spraying all over his face, and said helplessly: "Treat Zhao Chuanxin the same way as you treat your country. Lu has no way to do anything."

"you……"

In the end, Hioki demanded compensation from Yuan Weiting.

Yuan Weiting was furious when he heard this.

Why?

Zhao Chuanxin's people opened fire and drove them out violently, so why should I pay compensation?
Besides, the finances are stretched to the limit, where is the money from for compensation?
The Japanese military is really researching

How to start fighting.

The route to Bohai Bay was cut off by Zhao Chuanxin, so the only option now was to attack northward from the peninsula.

But there are not many options, whether by sea or land, the only way is to go north from Qing-Jin Port to Hui-Ning.

When simulating the battle, they finally found that there was no way to deal with Zhao Chuanxin except to pile up lives and burn money.

Moreover, they could not let the news leak out, otherwise the troop transport ship would be sunk by Zhao Chuanxin before it left Japan.

On April 4, Liu Baogui and Zhang Zhenxun led representatives from various Chinese industries to the United States to attend the Panama-Pacific Exposition in San Francisco.

A sharp-eyed reporter spotted Zhao Chuanxin among the crowd seeing him off.

The reporters immediately surrounded Zhao Chuanxin: "General Zhao, General Zhao, please say a few words..."

Liu Baogui was unhappy: "I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming. You stole the limelight."

Zhao Chuanxin was speechless: "These days, there are many disputes and storms. Am I not worried about you? I asked you to use the teleportation array, but you insisted on following them across the ocean."

Zhao Chuanxin was really worried about him.

The fewer elderly people around us there are, the fewer there are.

Liu Baogui disagreed: "Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, some roads must be traveled in person. Besides, we, who understand economics and industry, can communicate with each other along the way."

"Okay, okay, you are a man of insight, and I am short-sighted, okay?"

Zhao Chuanxin moved out and said to the reporter: "I have nothing to say. What do you want me to say?"

The reporter asked: "General Zhao, all the Japanese in Hankou have left, and the Japanese concession in Hankou has been taken back. Aren't you worried that Japan will start an attack?"

"I'm not worried. As long as their warships leave the port in large numbers, I'll know immediately. Their fastest route is to land in Chongjin. We only need to hold on for three days, and I can raze Tokyo to the ground without leaving any grass. Come on, let them come!"

"hiss……"

A reporter who knows a little bit about strategy asked, "General Zhao, you dare to target Japan so recklessly, is it because the European powers are at war?"

"That's right." Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and admitted frankly: "That's right. If we don't control it now, when will we? Their British ancestors were so confused by the Europeans that they didn't care about this unworthy descendant."

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

There is a reason why Zhao Chuanxin is known around the world as a hope monger, a troublemaker in Europe, and a fence-sitter on the Western Front.

He seemed to have foreseen everything and planned everything.

Going to the European battlefield to speculate seems to be also for the purpose of dealing with Japan.

It’s really high.

However, it is not limited to this, there are more considerations behind it.

Someone asked: "Why didn't General Zhao take back Lushun and Dalian together?"

Zhao Chuanxin said meaningfully: "Do you think all the Russian soldiers were sent to the European battlefield?"

Don’t they understand that when the lips are gone, the teeth are interdependent?

If Zhao Chuanxin really wanted to kill all of them at this time, Tsarist Russia would definitely send its troops to turn around and fight him.

At this time, the number of lives lost by Tsarist Russia on the European battlefield had reached at least 50.

There is no need for 50 troops, only 15 troops are needed to invade Lubin Prefecture. If Japan sends another 15 troops, Zhao Chuanxin will have to fight on both the east and west fronts, and all the accumulations of these years may be burned to ashes.

The world situation is such that when it comes to restraint, everyone is very restrained.

Once they get angry, they are willing to sacrifice any number of lives.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin must restrain his desires and take advantage of every opportunity he can.

Later, the European countries were stuck in a quagmire. The more they fought, the fewer people they had. The less money they had, the more panicked they became. There were plenty of opportunities.

A reporter asked: "General Zhao, everyone says you know 500 years ahead and 500 years behind. Do you know our future?"

"Nonsense, nonsense, we must believe in science." Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and said, "I can only be counted as one or two years at most."

"..."

Everyone laughed.

Zhao Chuanxin pinched his cigarette. The sea breeze was too strong. He put on a cap from the Chili Peppers and said, "Yuan Weiting sentenced the Congress to death. Recently, so many people are advocating for the monarchy. Some even shamelessly said something like hereditary succession. It's obvious that Yuan Weiting can't wait to become emperor."

Everyone, including those who attended the Panama-Pacific Exposition, looked at Zhao Chuanxin with strange eyes.

Some things can only be guessed before they happen.

Is it really okay to say it out loud like this?
The reporters went crazy and asked questions all at once.

"really?"

"General Zhao, are you responsible for what you said?"

"How dare he risk the world's disapproval..."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and said, "Just wait and see. What Yuan Weiting did will lead to his being deserted by his friends and relatives. He will die in constant fear!"

After that, he parted the crowd, came to Liu Baogui and said, "Remember to call me if you have any problems. Wear this on you to prevent any accidents. As long as I am here, the Dragon King will not dare to take you away."

He hung a bronze eye around Liu Baogui's neck.

Liu Baogui pushed him impatiently, but when he turned around his eyes were a little red.

Zhao Chuanxin waved and everyone boarded the ship.

Zhao Chuanxin stayed at his home in Hong Kong Island for a few days until Zhao Zhongyi called him and said, "Chuanxin, I have selected a few knowledgeable people in the inner team, plus a few students from the War College who are interested in teaching positions. Find a way to send them to Europe and let them study with the army. Otherwise, we will just be closed off in the Asian circle."

This reminded Zhao Chuanxin of several famous German generals in World War II. They all participated in World War I, served as soldiers, and crawled out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

So he agreed to Zhao Zhongyi's request.

This is not an easy job.

Soon after, Zhao Chuanxin received another call from Yao Bing.

Yao Bing cried, "Master, Bayar Bo'e is dying, he wants to see you."

In the past, there was no decent school in Lubin Prefecture. Zhao Chuanxin built a school building, and children like Yao Bing studied with Bayar.

Zhao Chuanxin returned to Lubin Mansion.

When Bayar was old and unable to take care of the children, the school applied for his retirement and allocated him a house.

The pension is enough for him to live out his old age.

Zhao Chuanxin went to see Bayar Bo'e. He was alone and there were few valuable items in his house.

Yao Bing and a group of children gathered around the kang.

"What happened?" Zhao Chuanxin squeezed in and asked.

Hearing his voice, Bayar opened his eyes.

His face was a little swollen.

When he saw Zhao Chuanxin, he seemed to want to smile, but his facial muscles were too weak and he couldn't.

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the kang and held his hand, which had joints as thick as tree bark.

Bayar spoke with a heavy phlegm: "You haven't aged in these years."

"Everyone grows old, some grow old faster and some grow old slower."

Bayar opened his mouth but had no strength to speak.

His eyes widened a little, and he squeezed out three words: "Okay, okay."

After saying this, he passed away suddenly.

Zhao Chuanxin stroked Bayar's graying hair, pursed his lips and said, "Go find someone to arrange the funeral. The old man has no relatives, let alone children. You can keep vigil for him. Yao Bing, you can arrange it."

Zhao Lingjun stood beside Yao Bing and shook his hand, as if to tell him that she would help him.

Zhao Chuanxin went out, lit a cigarette, and looked at the clouds in the sky in a trance.

A golden eagle was circling in the sky.

A few crows were standing outside the yard, cawed.

The ghost flew over and pecked at the crow. The two sides started fighting.

Wild boar Xiaoling looked up curiously and watched the fight.

……

Zhao Chuanxin waited for Germany to launch a wave of poison gas warfare against the Allies before leading his men to the European battlefield.

French Marshal Joseph Joffre opened a new battlefield in northern France, Artois.

May 5, Ober Ridge.

Gao Li looked at the neat trenches of the German army and was shocked: "Do the trenches have to be dug so neatly?"

Zhao Zhongyi had said before that he would send some people to study, but Zhao Chuanxin did not expect that Gao Li would lead the team.

"The Germans are very methodical in their work," Zhao Chuanxin said, smoking a cigarette. "You'll be shocked if you follow them."

Soon, the British attacked.

A burst of heavy bombardment and a barrage of bullets covered the area.

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It lasted for forty minutes.

Basically, the troops here are keeping a low profile.

When the bombing was over, Gao Li stood up and looked: "Zhao, the British are rich."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "They wanted to launch a barrage prelude, but unfortunately they don't have enough ammunition."

British scouts looked out and found that the German trenches were intact and all German troops were on high alert.

Next, the British army began to attack.

This was a standard trench war, fought in a conventional and calm manner.

Gao Li took photos from time to time, and a group of students were writing furiously.

One person wrote in a notebook: If the trenches on high ground are dug well, we will be invincible.

Zhao Chuanxin took a peek and shook his head, thinking that this knowledge was too shallow.

The battle lasted a day and a night.

The next day, Douglas Haig, leader of the British First Army, realized that his side had suffered heavy casualties, with a loss of 1.15 people, and had to order a halt to the attack.

Gao Li and a group of students looked serious.

Gao Li said: "This is really a killing field, with corpses piled up like a mountain!"

The fighting style that did not care about human life deeply shocked Gao Li.

If it were the insurance team and Lubin Prefecture, they would not be able to sustain such casualties.

But if it were put on the European battlefield, it might be destroyed in a month or so.

He finally understood what Zhao Chuanxin was worried about.

The soldiers may be moved, but the land is there.

Zhao Chuanxin might not die, but tens of thousands of his followers might not survive.

Britain paused and France started again.

With more than 1000 artillery pieces bombarding continuously, it is estimated that half a million shells would be consumed in a few days.

A group of students were shocked and wrote in their notebooks: War is all about money...

In comparison, the more than 860 million consumed in the Jiaodong battlefield seems nothing.

5 month 12 day.

Zhao Chuanxin, Gao Li and others followed the German soldiers while eating noodles, along a communication trench leading to the front line.

After walking for fifteen minutes, the noodles were finished.

Everyone stopped on the slope 80 meters away from the French army.

No one could determine the French army's position, and the French soldiers could not determine their position.

Immediately, the bugler blew the charge.

Gao Li is here to study, not to work hard.

He looked at Zhao Chuanxin: "Do you want to follow?"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly: "Let's go, it's okay."

He said this and everyone believed him.

A few days ago, Zhao Chuanxin was always able to accurately predict the movements of the enemy camp.

But he didn't tell the German army and watched the development of the war from an outsider's perspective.

Over time, the German soldiers following them also discovered something and made decisions based on the group's reactions without making any expression.

Everyone jumped up, crossed the depression in front, and approached the barbed wire of the French position.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the French army on the opposite side turned around and ran, abandoning their position.

A group of people chased them relentlessly, and when they broke through the second line of barbed wire, the French turned around to resist, killing a German soldier, and then continued to run.

After chasing for more than 600 meters, this 200-man company lost contact with the troops in the rear.

The company commander of the 8th Company was very young, less than thirty years old, and his name was Hans.

He stopped in confusion and looked back at Zhao Chuanxin: "Why did you lead us so far?"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "I was f*cking following you, how come I was the one leading you?"

Gao Li was overjoyed.

Hans said in annoyance, "Because I didn't sense any danger from you, I thought I could keep chasing you."

The group of students then realized that the other side was cunning and fought according to their reactions.

Someone wrote in his notebook: Germans are not that serious, and sometimes they do stupid things. And Captain Zhao is really unpredictable...

No army is infallible.

Gao Li was curious about what Hans would do next.

Hans gathered his troops and sent someone to contact friendly forces first, but they did not retreat.

Gao Li looked at it and nodded secretly.

This was an attempt to claim the occupied position as their own, so that they could continue their reconnaissance when friendly forces arrived.

Hans asked someone to check the ammunition again and found that there was a shortage of machine gun ammunition and grenades.

Hans found Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Mr. Zhao, I heard that you can do anything. Can you lend us some ammunition and grenades? I will return them to you when the support troops arrive."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said to the funny guy: "Listen to my advice, you can't control this matter, don't borrow blindly, and you have to pay if you borrow, unless your emperor allows it."

"This……"

Hans was a little overwhelmed.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly: "Since you are my student, I will give you some advice."

Hans was delighted: "Mr. Zhao, please go ahead."

"This is a good position, for the French and for you. Deploy your companies in a semicircle and reinforce the existing position quickly, because I expect the French troops in front to turn back."

Hans readily followed the advice and got to work.

A few students felt embarrassed and put their notebooks away to help.

Normally, you can't smoke at this time, as it might expose your position.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about that. He held a cigarette in his mouth and went to the front to give instructions: "Expand this place into a curved arrow shape, which will be the defensive bridgehead. Look over there, between the position and the barbed wire, it's very hidden. You will leave a reinforced platoon of 50 people there as a reserve force."

His smoking meant that there was no danger at the moment, so everyone followed suit.

After a while, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly stamped out his cigarette and told everyone, "Put out the cigarette, quick."

Everyone quickly put out their cigarettes.

Sure enough, after a while, French soldiers attacked.

bang bang bang...

Hans looked at Zhao Chuanxin as if he were a god.

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the ground with his back against the trench.

He told a group of students: "Since you are on the battlefield, you must put life and death aside. Only in this way can you stay calm when encountering difficulties. Look at Hans, he is as panicked as a dog."

Hans understands Chinese.

Zhao Chuanxin used a batch of military rations in exchange for the opportunity to bring students to study under this funny guy.

Hans was unconvinced: "I'm not panicking, I just don't know what to do."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Same idea."

"..."

There was a hail of bullets above the trench, but there was a light-hearted laugh inside the trench.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin took out an apple bomb, unplugged it, waited for two seconds, and threw it out.

boom……

Hans lay on the edge of the trench and took a look, then immediately shrank back and looked at Zhao Chuanxin in shock: "Mr. Zhao, you didn't even look, how did you know that a few French soldiers sneaked up?"

"It's all coincidence, just coincidence." Zhao Chuanxin said happily.

Although he did not participate in the battle, the premise was that the lives of these students and Gao Li would not be affected.

Hans naturally didn't believe it when he heard it.

Gao Li wiped the dust from his nose and said with a wry smile: "I now feel that the insurance team and the Gray Axe Army are both burdens to you."

What he meant was that if Zhao Chuanxin had no worries, he could do whatever he wanted.

Zhao Chuanxin said, "My idea is exactly the opposite of yours."

Zhao Chuanxin's deployment enabled Hans to successfully suppress the French army.

The French troops are withdrawing.

At this time, Hans' eyes widened, and he ordered: "Suppress the French right wing with all your strength, don't let them escape!"

Zhao Chuanxin had to remind them: "You are seriously short of ammunition. If you run out of ammunition, the French left wing will turn around and circle around to attack you from the trench. You will be in trouble. We Chinese have an old saying: Don't chase after a desperate enemy."

Just now, Zhao Chuanxin said that Hans was panicking, which made Hans unconvinced. Now he became rebellious: "This is a rare opportunity. Stop them and fight!"

Zhao Chuanxin's mouth seemed to be blessed.

Sure enough, seeing that they were holding on tightly, the French army simply fought to the death.

The left wing began to crawl through the barbed wire, and shooting at them had little effect.

All the students regard Captain Zhao as a god.

Well, this is called professionalism!

Seeing that he was about to make a breakthrough, Hans panicked again and looked to Zhao Chuanxin for help.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered, "I'm really impressed by you. Have you forgotten the reserve troops you deployed earlier?"

Hans slapped his head...

(End of this chapter)