mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 224 Zai Zhen Pays for the Audience Today

After they all withdrew, Zhao Chuanxin moved the plaque to a conspicuous place by the roadside.

The mountains and rivers are bleak, and the years are barren and cold. In these years and years, eating melon is undoubtedly a joy.

Neighbors heard the movement and came out to check.

Seeing shopkeeper Ye and others hurrying away carrying chairs, and Zhao Chuanxin busy carrying plaques, everyone was at a loss, their eyes flickering with anticipation about the direction of the matter.

Adhering to the attitude that everyone is responsible for eating melons, Zhao Chuanxin shouted to the guy at the noodle shop next to him: "You, use the bench in front of your house."

The guy looked around and pointed to his bulbous nose: "Me?"

"Yes, it's you."

"Sorry, no stools are available for loan."

"You're pretty stingy!" Zhao Chuanxin looked back and forth. "Actually, there's no need to be so stingy, because after a while, the flowers and plants in front of your house will also suffer. Chairs may not be able to be kept."

"Why?"

The guy took out the melon seeds, cracked one, and asked curiously.

"My name is Zhao Chuanxin. Beiyang soldiers will come to arrest me in a while, and we will fight here. Have you seen that the shopkeeper Ye has fled the scene with his buddies? If you are sensible, quickly bring the stool over, and don't force me to use the gun of."

The buddy's movement of eating melon seeds froze, with his hand still raised to his mouth, but he couldn't get the melon seeds into his mouth: "Really?"

"Why did I lie to you!"

The man stared straight at him, then stuffed the melon seeds into his pocket, handed him the stool, and fled away as if avoiding the plague god.

Leaning sideways, he asked, "Just now you gave money to shopkeeper Ye just to compensate for the loss of his teahouse during the war?"

"Well, yes."

"Then I think you should also compensate my family, because my family is next door."

Zhao Chuanxin supported the plaque with a stool and patted the dust on his hands.

Immediately facing the buddy, pointed to the west: "Come on, open your mouth to the west."

The buddy asked in a daze, "Why?"

"Open your mouth to the west, there should be northwest wind!"

"..."

The man saw the handwriting on the plaque, reacted, and yelled: "Everyone, run, the Beiyang army will come to fight in a while, run quickly..."

Regardless of how other people reacted, he went into the room to inform the shopkeeper, packed his things and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the street cleaning effect with satisfaction, took two steps to run up, activated the blue ghost armor and floated up to the roof.

There are two advantages of cleaning the street. One is to avoid innocent casualties, and the other is to not reveal the secret of being on the roof.

In other words, except for the secret service and special forces who will do protection tasks in later generations, few people climb on the roof to fight.

After all, there is no need to hold a sniper rifle to occupy the highest position, master the geographical advantage and card vision to carry out sniper missions.

Today's sniper rifles are ordinary rifles, and rifles are also sniper rifles.

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't need a rifle now, he is playing Maxim.

It's just that other than him, no one else would take Maxim up to the roof without any effort.

The difficulty of erecting the Maxim heavy machine gun on the roof was that the roof tiles were uneven, and he needed to find something to cushion the bottom.

So I lifted all the tiles next to me and stacked them up one by one.

In fact, his attitude towards weapons and tactics, when professionals in later generations see him, will probably dismiss him as too amateurish.

But in history, there are not a few wild roads like him who can make meritorious deeds.

Thinking about it, the sound of horseshoes rumbled in the distance, and dust and smoke were everywhere.

This is the vanguard of the cavalry, equipped with carbine guns, which is quite elite.

However, they stopped cautiously about two miles away from the teahouse.

Faintly hearing the shouts of the commander, a group of cavalry detoured and galloped, blocking the road at the other end of the street.

The battle was quite big, but there was only thunder and no rain.

Zhao Chuanxin yawned, and Lao Tzu fell asleep if he didn't talk anymore.

After a while, he finally knew what the cavalry were waiting for.

A group of infantry, pulling Krupp's 75mm breech-loading cannon, followed up hummingly.

Then, the guns were aimed at the street.

Although copying Japanese and German tactics and equipment supplies, the Beiyang Army also has its own methods.

They use a forward team, a support team, and a backup team. This formation is called a "three-tier formation."

It's a pity that there are some things that can't be used in this place.

The cavalry in front did not dare to charge immediately, and chose to wait for the backup team from behind to arrive.

Wang Zhanyuan is still leading the team today.

He squinted his eyes, took the binoculars and looked towards the teahouse.

Zhao Chuanxin was behind the ridge tiles on the roof, and the barrel of Maxim's gun was only slightly exposed.

In addition, according to Wang Zhanyuan's inertial thinking, if Zhao Chuanxin is really here, he must be in the teahouse.

After all, who the hell is going to hang out on rooftops if they have nothing to do but those petty snitches?
The first thing Wang Zhanyuan saw was the erected plaque and the words "Zhao Chuanxin is here" on it.

The first reaction is: there is a fraud!

But it's hard for him to say it, because even if there is a fraud, if one person cheats a team of thousands of people, it will make others laugh out loud.

But Wang Zhanyuan couldn't laugh.

He was really scared by Zhao Chuanxin's beating last time.

The adjutant asked: "Guerrilla, can we get in? He is alone. We have thousands of people this time. Just fire at the teahouse. He can't escape!"

"Don't you think this street is too quiet?" Wang Zhanyuan put down his binoculars and asked suddenly.

"It's a bit weird. That's because Zhao Chuanxin came, and everyone else was scared away?"

In fact, field artillery is also difficult to use here.

If you fire casually, the rows of shops will be destroyed.

Wang Zhanyuan finally gritted his teeth and gave an order: "The rear guard team only stays in the main team, the vanguard team sends a cavalry team and infantry team, and the reserve force team follows up to supplement the firepower output, and attack front and back. The artillery stays at the street. If the bandits Zhao pursue again , Regardless of the loss of the store, fire immediately!"

Under normal circumstances, the leaders at this time all think that the artillery should be scattered rather than combined, hidden rather than exposed, and should be scattered and hidden, and then bombed at one target at the same time.

But the terrain here is inconvenient, so the artillery can't disperse, let alone hide.

Such an order made Wang Zhanyuan feel ashamed.

When 1000 people fight against one person, how can it be considered a war?
But he used the method of war to deal with one person, fearing that he would become a laughing stock in the army after the war.

But he had to do that in order to have a little sense of security.

At this time, the Beiyang soldiers were stacked on top of each other. In Wang Zhanyuan's view, Zhao Chuanxin was really hard to fly.

The vanguard rushed to the outside of the teahouse, preparing to line up and rush in.

At this time, their formation just showed the undulating shape of "silkworm head and swallow tail".

Zhao Chuanxin immediately opened fire on the roof regardless of the people who had entered the teahouse.

The bullets splashed out, the metal storm swept across, and people fell down in pieces.

Wang Zhanyuan, who was looking through the binoculars, trembled suddenly, and moved the binoculars up with trembling hands.

On the roof of the teahouse, he could see the concealed muzzle of the Maxim heavy machine gun, behind the roof ridge, spewing out long tongues of flame.

Then move the binoculars down, and you can see your soldiers being lined up and shot.

The fear of being dominated by Zhao Chuanxin hit my heart again that day, and my lower abdomen was inevitably a little swollen.

Since that day, he often urinates so smoothly that he drips endlessly and easily wets his pants.

This time, there was another sign that the flood was about to break through the gate.

He endured it as hard as he could, and shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin is on the roof, hurry up, shoot at the roof!"

The trajectory of Zhao Chuanxin's shooting is like a snake game drawing a curve, preventing the ballistics from overlapping and moving forward gradually.

The advantage is that it will not be missed, and the disadvantage is that it cannot take into account the people on both sides of the street and behind.

But hearing the gunshots like popping beans, the stamina on both sides of the street immediately shot towards the roof.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't dare to be tough, and managed to finish one ammunition board, took Ma Keqin into his pocket, and slid down behind the tiles to avoid the hail of bullets.

He was a little curious.

Previously, Wang Zhanyuan definitely didn't know that he was on the roof.

But the formation and tactics used by Wang Zhanyuan restrained him very much.

When he was in the United States and head-on against the US Army, the performance of the Yankees was much worse than that of the Beiyang Army at this time.

Could it be that the true strength of the Beiyang Army surpasses that of the United States?

He didn't know that that day he let a team of Beiyang soldiers end in a disastrous defeat, and he helped Yuan Datou train in disguise.

Afterwards, other officers carefully studied how to fight more and fight less, but how to fight when the opponent was well-equipped and highly combat-ready.

Wang Zhanyuan, on the other hand, focused on thinking how to retreat is the safest...

Zhao Chuanxin slid to the eaves behind the teahouse, and then he dared to stand upright, activated the blue ghost armor, and jumped towards the roof next to him.

Bending over the eaves and walls, he passed two rows of houses out of sight of the Beiyang soldiers before stopping.

Then take Maxim out again.

Tata Tata...

Wang Zhanyuan never imagined that Zhao Chuanxin could run so fast on the roof and move Maxim here.

The weight of the Maxim heavy machine gun is close to 50 kilograms. It is impossible for a person to carry the Maxim on the roof like walking on the ground, even if it is extremely powerful.

What's more, this thing consumes bullets extremely fast.

It's impossible to carry a gun and ammo box at the same time, right?

This is completely beyond his cognition.

However, Zhao Chuanxin just did it.

He crouched behind the ridge and continued to shoot.

This time it is not a striker, but a stamina team.

The stamina team was still shooting at the top of the teahouse, but they didn't expect a death invitation letter from directly above their heads, and they were caught off guard, and a large area was swept down again.

See the forwards and stamina on the other side gathering towards this side.

Zhao Chuanxin just finished firing the ammunition, retracted the gun, and continued running in the opposite direction.

Then, the stamina team on the other side also suffered.

250 rounds of ammo, the rate of fire is adjusted fast, and it can be finished in an instant.

So naturally it is impossible to shoot without missing a bullet. Many bullets hit the open space, and many bullets are ineffectively shot at the same flesh and blood. These are all wasted bullets.

But the three-round gun also swept down three or 40 people.

Fighting more with less is morale.

After three rounds of guns, the people below were already terrified, and some looked at the miserable death of their comrades, turned around and ran away.

Many recruits have never seen blood, so even if they have been trained for 100 years, they are still afraid when they go to the battlefield.

The point is, there is no shadow of Zhao Chuanxin at all.

The back of Wang Zhanyuan's hand holding the binoculars was showing veins, and he roared: "Fire, fire!"

boom!
boom!
boom!
Field artillery is still suitable for long-distance firing, and the trajectory is better in a straight arc, which is difficult to use here.

Moreover, there are people on the street ahead, so the firing angle is very bad.

Instead, the surrounding buildings were hit with a "ding bang". The walls, doors and windows were the first to suffer, but the roof was not seriously damaged due to the angle problem.

Even so, Zhao Chuanxin was taken aback.

He directly abandoned the Maxim heavy machine gun and replaced it with a lighter Madsen machine gun. After walking on the roof and avoiding the range of artillery bombardment, he opened fire at the position closest to Wang Zhanyuan.

Commander Wang Zhanyuan's position was very hidden, and Zhao Chuanxin couldn't see him at the corner with a telescope.

The shelling and barrage of rifle fire drowned out the firing of the Madsen machine guns.

But when Wang Zhanyuan found that the people in front of him were lying in a pool of blood, he was so shocked that the binoculars fell to the ground.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The adjutants all picked up their guns and pointed them at the roof.

However, Zhao Chuanxin was nowhere to be seen at this time.

Wang Zhanyuan collapsed.

"Whoever loves his mother will fight, anyway, I won't fight anymore! Gather your hands and withdraw troops!"

Unlimited firepower + elusiveness = Can't hurt!
But when it comes to retreating, Zhao Chuanxin is not sleepy at all.

Seeing that the defeated generals below were about to retreat, Zhao Chuanxin showed his head again and opened fire.

Wang Zhanyuan's combat ability is very average.

He may have something, but not much.

For example, just after the war, he didn't have an effective way to deal with the elusive Zhao Chuanxin.

But at this time, it was time to retreat, and suddenly came the ability.

He shouted: "The forward team and the forward squadron retreat, and the brigade fires to support it. It is necessary to disperse and fight, and there is no need to concentrate on one place. The artillery ceases fire and retreats first! After the artillery retreats for a mile, the forward squadron changes to the reserve brigade to concentrate firepower after the end... "

Sure enough, Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid of gathering fire, anyway, he ran away if he couldn't beat him.On the contrary, this will make the opponent focus fire from east to west because of fear and loss of target.

However, when they shot randomly just to delay, Zhao Chuanxin didn't dare to take the lead.

This time is the most dangerous.

He didn't dare to show his face, so the Beiyang soldiers in the street were able to retreat calmly.

Then a team stays behind and just needs to shoot in one direction.The brigade could also retreat, but Zhao Chuanxin never dared to show up.

It wasn't until the forward squadron of the Beiyang soldiers were about to retreat that Zhao Chuanxin suddenly came out and fired without hesitation, but the effect was mediocre.

When he was in the United States, Zhao Chuanxin didn't fight so hard.

This made him face up to the Beiyang Army.

Although the streets were full of corpses, Zhao Chuanxin felt that it was boring, as if this battle had not achieved the desired effect.

He jumped off the roof and walked through the streets, collecting those weapons and ammunition and putting them into the secret space, which must not be wasted.

But they did not search for their money.

At that time, chase the Beiyang soldiers and earn back double the weapons you loot.

His horse was hidden behind the teahouse, and it is not known whether it was injured by the shelling just now.

Zhao Chuanxin crossed the roof and was relieved to find that the horse was unhindered.

Get on the horse and go out of the alley.

Suddenly, I saw a group of shopkeepers and assistants tentatively approaching in the distance.

I am afraid of death, but I am afraid of death, but my own property is there, so I can't really be willing to let it go anyway.

When they heard the sound of gunfire and gunfire ceased, they had the courage to come over to check on the situation.

Zhao Chuanxin looked back at the horrific streets. Some shops were bombarded with broken walls, and the better ones were riddled with holes. The air was filled with strong gunpowder smoke and the smell of barbecue.

He was actually a little guilty.

After all, it's all because of him.

but,

How thick-skinned is Captain Zhao?
He must first create the moral high ground for himself.

With an air of righteous indignation, he pointed to the back on his horseback and said, "Everyone, look, look, is this something that people do?

This is all good work done by Aixinjueluo Zaizhen and Yuan Datou.

By the way, there is also that dog named Wang Zhanyuan, he is the guerrilla leader today!
Therefore, I announce that Aixinjueluo Zaizhen and Yuan Datou will pay for the whole show today! "

After speaking, he didn't give everyone time to react.

He quickly pursued in the direction of the Beiyang Army's retreat.

A group of shopkeepers and buddies were left looking at each other.

Then the shopkeeper who lost the most in the shop let out a miserable howl: "Ah, my shop! Yuan Datou, who suffered a thousand dollars, should be put in the frying pan, you will die..."

And Zhao Chuanxin,

That's it?
nonexistent!

If these Beiyang soldiers are not beaten to the point where they are as fearful as the Yankees, it will inevitably cause future troubles.

Therefore, they must be hurt and feared.

Not only to make them afraid, but also to make a higher level of fear!
According to the traces of the withdrawal of the Beiyang Army, it didn't take long for Zhao Chuanxin to catch up.

But they were too concentrated, Zhao Chuanxin was hanging far away, and it was difficult to have a chance to make a move until they came to the south bank of the lower reaches of the Haihe River.

Zhao Chuanxin dismounted, patted the horse's back and said, "Man, you can go."

The horse took a few steps forward and stopped again.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped the horse's ass suddenly, and it ran away.

Seeing the horse running away, he immediately jumped into the Haihe River.

In fact, underwater, his speed is much faster than that of riding a horse. The fastest speed is probably three times faster than a horse running at full strength, which is roughly equivalent to the speed of a sailfish.

But if it advances at full speed, the Azure Phantom Armor will not be able to bear it.If you want to swim persistently, the speed is about twice that of a horse.

Under water, it is very easy to chase the Beiyang troops ahead.

In a short while, Zhao Chuanxin was keeping pace with them.

Wang Zhanyuan sat on the horse and remained silent.

After fighting on his own territory, he was so disheartened that he didn't even dare to collect the corpses of his subordinates.

Ashamed and worried about being punished when going back, coupled with the fear of Zhao Chuanxin, I am really upset!
At this moment, the sound of machine guns sounded like his nightmare again.

Wang Zhanyuan returned to his soul and turned his head to see that the team had become chaotic.

Not only was he terrified, but these Beiyang soldiers were also afraid.

Listen carefully, the gunshots came from the Haihe River.

How can this be?

Wang Zhanyuan looked in disbelief, and saw half of a person's body looming in the water.

He was shooting at them with a machine gun.

The Haihe River is the mother river of Tianjin people, with a maximum water level of 7.5 meters and a maximum width of 350 meters.

Not only is it deep, but the water is also turbulent.

But the man in the water could show half of his body, and he was shooting with a machine gun, his figure was as stable as on land.

It's just that the distance is a little far, the embankment is high, and the power of the upward shot is not as great as before, so this time the Beiyang army did not disperse even though it was shocked.

Wang Zhanyuan could stand on the embankment and send people to shoot into the river in a fan shape.

Similarly, although the bow shot is powerful, the accuracy is not too high.The advantage is that in such an open area, he is confident that he can suppress the devil in the water.

However, Wang Zhanyuan had lost his confidence and had no intention of resisting at all.

He ordered: "Retreat, retreat!"

After retreating, the people in the water could not shoot because of the blockage by the embankment.

The adjutant looked at Wang Zhanyuan in disbelief.

Withdraw now?
You can't win when you are at a disadvantage, and you don't fight when you are in an advantage.

But it is the job of a soldier to obey orders, so the adjutant had no choice but to let people retreat.

In the Haihe River, Zhao Chuanxin retracted his gun regretfully.

He is not afraid of the opponent's firepower on the shore to suppress him. In the Haihe River, he can come and go like the wind, and he can't suppress him at all.

At this moment, a figure appeared on the shore.

It's Wang Zhanyuan.

He shouted loudly: "Zhao Chuanxin, I am Wang Zhanyuan, don't shoot..."

(End of this chapter)