late Qing Dynasty arrest

A 50-jin artillery shell fell among the returning cavalry, killing one man and one cavalry on the spot, and white smoke rose from the tail of the shell.The panicked returning cavalry scattered in fear, but there were cavalry and people everywhere, and the horses collided with each other, causing chaos. Before they could disperse, a huge shell exploded, and the iron warhead was torn apart. , a piece of shrapnel, lasing to a radius of [-] meters, the strong shock wave caused the surrounding cavalry to fall from their horses one after another.

Another [-]-jin artillery shell exploded ahead of time, just above the heads of the returned cavalry, like a thunderbolt, sending out an extremely powerful thunder.Where the black smoke shrouded, shrapnel flew across, recklessly harvesting human lives.The cavalry of the returning army were in bad shape, and all fell from their horses to the ground.

Severed limbs and flesh and blood flew everywhere, and many cavalrymen of the Hui army shouted, blood spurted from their bodies like a fountain, and pieces of shrapnel were studded on their bodies.

The cavalry next to him looked terrified, and reined in the panicked horse. A small team leader boldly shouted: "Steady, steady, retreat, retreat."

The horse boldly beat the horse with the whip hard, trying to turn the frightened war horse in its crotch around.

Amid the long howls, Ma looked up boldly and terrified, a heavy cannonball fell from the sky and landed beside him.

"boom!"

The war horse fell to the ground, neighing fiercely, a blood mist shot out from Ma Daudao's body, a shrapnel hit his chest, and blood bubbles gushed out of his mouth.

"Captain Horse!" A soldier rushed forward desperately, dragging a wounded lame leg, and there was a lot of wailing around him. The wounded returning soldier fell to the ground, crying for his comrades who died.

The officers and civilians above the artillery formation were stunned, their mouths never closed. Many of them rubbed their eyes hard and stared at them. It was the first time in their lives that they saw the power of a cannon salvo. Where the smoke rose, a large area fell. .

"Fight! Continue to fight!" Looking at the miserable situation on the other side, Xun Xi shouted loudly, looked at the proud gunners around him, and continued to order: "Hit hard, don't stop the shelling, shoot twenty cannons in a row, Cannons extended, smoking rebel asses."

"Boom!"

The returned soldiers with the spirit of saving lives and healing the wounded refused to leave the dead place, and wanted to rescue their comrades. They were greeted by a rain of bullets. The second wave of attacks was still so sharp, and hundreds of returned cavalry fell to their deaths.

Can't hear what the officer is calling?The returning cavalry finally came to their senses, this was the attack range of the Qing soldiers, and if they didn't leave, they would risk their lives, turn their horses and flee back.

The cannonballs exploded among them as if they had eyes, and smoke rose all around, and the sound of explosions continued one after another. It turned out that the cannons of the Qing Dynasty had a range of more than 5000 meters. Panic grew in the hearts of the returning cavalry. How can this battle be fought?Such a powerful cannonball has never been encountered before, and the enemy's face has not yet been seen, and they have lost their troops.

More than 1000 returning cavalry retreated, and the loess slope disappeared from sight, so they dared to hold their ground.

The general An Jie, who was snatched back by his own soldiers, was injured in his thigh, with shrapnel stuck in his thigh. Before he officially confronted Li Ziying, An Jie, who was printed as a vanguard officer, was about to withdraw from the battlefield ahead of schedule.

A medical officer shook his head and said, "General An, if you pull out the shrapnel here, you might bleed profusely. You can only burn it with fire. Can you hold it?"

"Yes! Come on!" An Jie accepted the cruelest medical treatment with a towel in his mouth.

The medical officer took out the shrapnel with clips, and burned a red-hot iron bar on the injured part of An Jie's thigh. The air was filled with the smell of barbecue. An Jie, who was born as a "swordsman", did not say a word, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on his head, as if Guan Gong was scraping his bones to heal his wounds, he was a hero.

"General An is indeed a hero." The medical officer sprinkled Zhuge Xingjun on the wound, and wrapped the wound with the spray.

An Jie took out the towel from his mouth, and said loudly: "This setback is nothing, Mr. Yang, you are in charge here, I was careless just now, Qinggou's artillery is blind at night, so you must give me a hand tonight." Li Ziying won, how many people do we have?"

Lieutenant Yang Dawazi hesitated to speak. He had also seen the power of the Mauser gun. The Qing sentries fired at them in front of them, but they watched their brothers fall one by one, but none of the Qing troops were shot to death.In the evening, the brothers from the 1000th Battalion were asked to charge. Apart from the bullets and artillery, the Qing army was still sharp, and there were more than [-] Mausers on the loess slope. He had no confidence in winning this battle.But so what?Human life is worthless, anyway, the brothers under him are already jealous, and they are ready to avenge the dead brothers.

"General An, don't worry about recovering from your wounds. I'll lift up Xiao Lizi's head and let you kick him a few times to relieve your hatred. I'm going to reorganize the army now, and I'll report to you the losses of our army later." Dawazi Yang patted his chest and turned to An Jie. Promise, get up and leave the grove.

Dawazi Yang regained his emotional stability, and the soldiers all looked at him, a small setback could not crush their nerves of steel.Returning to the army, the more frustrated and courageous, with the persistent spirit of immortality, the Qing army only relied on sharp weapons, but at night they could not see each other clearly, and it was a chaotic battle. Ziying was wiped out, and when the Qing reinforcements arrive tomorrow, there will only be more than 2000 corpses missing one ear.

The 50th Battalion of the Hui Army re-appointed 700 small team leaders, a total of [-] small team leaders, with [-] people in each team.The statistics came out soon, more than [-] people were killed or injured, more than half of them were wounded, even if they returned to Dong Zhiyuan, most of them were either dead or disabled.

After receiving the news of the preparations, An Jie, Yang Dawazi and other [-] chiefs wanted to cry, but how could they beat them?The remaining [-] people still have to take care of the wounded, and more than [-]% of the casualties mean that this team has no combat effectiveness.This is not encircling the enemy, you can have time to rest.The situation is unpredictable, the officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty will come to reinforce Li Ziying at any time, and they will flee back to Dong Zhiyuan tomorrow.

Just now they were still encouraging the soldiers to fight to the death, but now these officers themselves have no confidence. This is a team without faith, unlike the other returning troops in Dong Zhiyuan, there are many people, some are Qing rebels.

Among them, Yang Dawazi, He Mingtang, and Mu San are the fugitives of Liu Mingchuan's "Mingzi Camp". Half a fellow.

The three of them naturally walked together, and walked side by side, to meet the leader Ha Lianhu's team.Mu San was full of sadness and said: "The fourth child is dead, and there are fewer and fewer of us old people."

He Mingtang spat out angrily, and said angrily: "An Jie shouldn't be allowed to lead the army, why is he not dead? Pretending to be a hero, isn't lying on a stretcher."

"A swordsman whose brain is stuck in the era of cold weapons, it's useless to talk about tactics with this kind of person, sad." Mu San cursed mercilessly. There are many people above, fighting for power and profit.The people below are also full of hills, and they recognize Dawazi Yang as the eldest brother.

The nature is the same, people who believe in death will go all the way to the dark.If the eldest brother is a loyal person, they are "Liu Guanzhang" of Taoyuan three sworn brothers.If the eldest brother is the slave "Lu Bu" with three surnames, they will attack the master "Dong Zhuo".

At this time, an army is like this, a battalion is like this, and even a sentry is like this. Leading troops is leading the general, and the officers are united, and the team can be united as one.Just like Liu Mingchuan's "Mingzi Battalion", as long as Liu Mingchuan is in the camp, these officers will not disagree.But with a change of chief general, the morale of the army will immediately be slackened, and many dissatisfaction will burst out.

Dawazi Yang sighed slightly, wondering where they will go in the future?The Qing Dynasty is willing to recruit rebels who do all kinds of evil, and also accept rebellious Qing soldiers like them, but there is a prerequisite, that is, to make great contributions.Otherwise, rebels like them will not be forgiven by their masters, and they will be captured alive by officers and soldiers and executed in a hurry.

"It's better to fight the next battle well, but we can only serve as a follow-up force to attack Li Ziying next time. We will not participate in the first wave of attack. We will suffer too many casualties." Dawazi Yang said loudly, telling the people behind him Everyone can hear that now he is the chief general, and everything about the [-]th Battalion is up to him.

Horseshoes burst out, and the ground trembled. The young and vigorous Ha Lianhu led a large troop of returning cavalry and marched forward, with a dignified appearance.But looking at their faces, there is a big gap. Some people have vicissitudes of life and unshaven beards, while others have a youthful appearance, and they don't look like adults.As for young adults, less than 30.00% of the team.

All the people in the Hui army are soldiers. It can be said that a region or even a nation has rebelled. The resistance of the nation and the self-improvement of the nation are vividly reflected in Huihui.How should history comment on the uprising of the Muslim army?Taking history as a mirror, the Xixia Dynasty paid tribute to the Song Dynasty, which is a model of the success of national independence.

No dynasty allowed such a state within a state to appear on its own land. For a large country with various ethnic groups, it would never allow each ethnic group to seek independence, no matter how much the program put forward during the uprising conformed to the popular will.

Li Yun drove a team of cavalry, took the artillery to extend the opportunity to beat back the cavalry, and then turned back to the battlefield just now, picked up some firearms, cut off a head by himself, stuck it on the stabbing gun, and returned triumphantly.

Their team was greeted with bursts of cheers, "Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!", Li Guolou happily cursed: "Stinky boy, why did you bring your head back? I threw it away."

"Report to Mr. Li, the third squad of personal guards, many of them have returned." Li Yun smiled triumphantly, and threw a head down the hillside.

"Well, rest and eat." Li Guolou cherished his words like gold, and did not praise those who came back. His own clerk Zhu Dinghe recorded the results of the battle.

Now everyone has become a warrior, and most of the more than 600 servants do not know how to use firearms. Fan Dahui gave them a bayonet and a stabbing gun.

There are more than 500 refugees and villagers taken in along the way, and more than 100 of them who can shoot have joined Changfu's team.

In this way, there are more than 700 people in Changfu's team who can shoot, and Fan Dahui will directly command him. He also wants to show his bravery and command the most powerful team in Minfu.

A total of more than 1000 civilians who could not shoot were also issued a bayonet and a stabbing gun. They did not need to be taught to fight, and they charged and killed the enemy directly with an order.If you survive, you are a warrior. If you want to survive, you will kill. It is very simple.

When it was time to eat, there was beef and mutton roasted with red peppers in the pot. Li Yunkai took out a silver knife he found from the corpse, picked a piece of beef, looked cool, and showed off with the silver knife.Biting it in his mouth, he said loudly, "It's delicious!"

Seeing Li Yunkai eating meat, he seemed to be chewing the corpse, as if he saw the blood on the knife edge, Liu Guangcai threw the copper jar next to him, and vomited beside him.Liu Guangcai vomited on the spot, thinking of the blood on the knife, the beef was red in color, really beef red, just like the color of the knife edge, it looked really disgusting.

Li Yunkai saw Liu Guangcai making a fool of himself, snorted it, and said indifferently: "It's delicious, you can eat a piece, and you will have the strength to kill the enemy later, don't be like a baby boy, and ask for protection."

Liu Guangcai took a breath: "You eat, I don't eat, I feel very sick. I have naan bread in my arms, I am really hungry, and I have something to fill my hunger."

Li Yunkai described his killing experience very calmly, and Liu Guangcai next to him felt that it was more or less awkward, not just bloody, not just hideous, because facing the enemy on the battlefield, sometimes there is really only one choice , It's up to you, this is a multiple-choice question.At this time, it is impossible to comment on the people in battle from any angle such as morality, human nature, and war crimes.

No one is born to be a war machine, and no one wants to be a murderer, but what is the concept of an enemy?

Apart from their clothes and hair, what is the difference between those returned soldiers and us except for their slightly darker skin?Before going to the battlefield, the slogan of killing the enemy and making meritorious deeds was loud and loud, but anyone who really wanted to kill the enemy would bear a huge shock from the heart.

Liu Guangcai couldn't digest Li Yunkai's influence on him, and said, "I understand, why are you so verbose? I have a Mauser, and I will protect myself."

"Hey! Liu Guangcai is all about experience. You follow me and learn a little bit. The fame you get from being cute is nothing. Big brother, I fought with a knife and a gun. Mr. Li is the officer, and I am a soldier." From the perspective of a soldier, Li Yunkai has completed his own transformation. He is a commander capable of dealing with complex situations.