late Qing Dynasty arrest

Waiting wears down people's fighting spirit and tests people's nerves. The soldiers of Li Ziying looked at the dark distance in the cold winter night, trying to see through the glimmer of light. Around the Yellow Earth Slope, there is a fire burning within a dozen steps in the area of ​​nearly two miles.But this little light is really not enough for the warriors holding long guns, and the blurred night is their biggest enemy.

The full moon rises from the treetops to the sky, and the moon girl is covered with silver light, dressing up the Huangtupo in a charming and charming way. The lifeless Huangtugang has a different kind of beauty.Finally, in the dark night on the west side, the long horn sounded, and the earth trembled. It was the galloping horses accelerating, galloping rapidly, trying to vent their anger on Li Ziying.

Fan Ye lay on the ground and listened to the vibration of the ground, and finally got up, shouting orders one after another: "The artillery battalion is ready to fire, the target distance is 500 meters."

The observers responded one after another: "Salvoe preparation, target distance, 500 meters."

"Bombardment!" Fan Ye waved his hand abruptly, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Fireworks from the muzzle of a howitzer flickered fiercely, and at the same time as thick smoke spewed out, there was an inspiring rumbling noise, and a heavy shell roared to the distance, piercing the night sky with a howling sound.

The huge recoil caused the four-wheeled gun carriage, with the gun barrel above, to retreat rapidly, and the loess slope trembled.

Around this cannon, there were also loud noises, and large puffs of gunpowder smoke and flames spewed out from the muzzles of each cannon.

Continuous, one after another, the deafening sound of cannons made the ground tremble violently.In front of the long artillery formation, thick smoke billowed up, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke made nervous soldiers cheer for it.

After the cannon rang, Fan Ye tried his best to look towards the wilderness to the west, while issuing orders!

"Bombardment!"

"put!"

"put!"

"put!"

The gunner pushed the carriage, forcefully reset the gun, and reloaded the ammunition.The deafening sound of cannons, eighty cannons, sprayed violent smoke to the front again, and two rounds of artillery attacks used 160 shells to blow up the front position on the west side into flames. The trees 400 meters away All burning.

Thousands of returned cavalry wielded their sabers, ignoring the flying shrapnel, and still rushed forward with selflessness. They wanted to use the invincible cavalry to defeat the enemy, break through the enemy's blockade, occupy the enemy's position, and the direction formed by a slope , Can't stand the onslaught of the cavalry.

"Shooting guns! The first row fires!" Cheng Kun ordered loudly.

There were three rows of soldiers standing beside Cheng Kun, a total of [-] soldiers. Among them, the soldiers in the first row raised their muskets and fired the first salvo down the hillside.

The first row is full of student soldiers, holding guns steadily, holding a nearly 10 catties Mauser, and pulling the trigger.

"Blame blah blah!"

One hundred student soldiers squatted down after shooting according to the drill, then the second row of student soldiers fired and continued to shoot, and the third row of student soldiers squatted on the ground after firing their guns.Pull the bolt, load a bullet, and wait for the next shot.

The power of the platoon gun has long been proven in the war, and it is the most lethal. Three hundred bullets were fired at the returned cavalry.

A returning cavalryman rushing in the front row was shot by a bullet and fell down from his horse weakly.A horse next to it was hit by a bullet, its legs went limp, and it fell to the ground. The horse behind it hit the dead horse, and another group of horses fell down to fight. It was hard to see clearly in the dark, but now the scene is even more chaotic. Yes, before rushing up the slope, there are already a large number of returned cavalry, trampling on each other.

The sound of cannons and gunfire keeps on. As long as you are alive, you will rush forward regardless of your own body. The returning cavalry all over the mountains and plains, regardless of death, braved the artillery fire to advance towards the ghost doctor of the last days.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The returned cavalry used the most primitive scimitar to wash away the shame of being enslaved by the Qing Dynasty with the glory of their ancestors.As long as it is not the ruling class, all ethnic groups are enslaved by the Manchus, and the Han people who have been brainwashed by the Manchus will also be killed. All ethnic groups should have a high degree of autonomy and establish a glorious Huihe Kingdom.

A nation builds a dynasty by killing, and justice, blood, slaughter, and courage are mixed together here.Everyone believes that they are the party of justice, and everyone is writing about the glory of the nation. No one thinks they are reactionaries. They can all tell their children and grandchildren that they have fought for the sake of the nation and the country, and shed their blood on this hot land. on, struggling on the land that raised them.

Later generations eulogized the righteous deeds of the Muslim army against the Qing Dynasty and praised them as the party of justice.And belittle the Han army for the unification of the motherland as reactionaries who work for tigers.If the righteous side wins, wins self-government, wins independence.The Great Northwest does not belong to China, and Xinjiang will never be recovered.There are causes and effects, and those who support national independence are damnable.

Killing is just a means to make a nation unite. Bloody killings make the vast land of Northwest China, which nurtures various ethnic groups, become sparsely populated. All ethnic groups become enemies and no longer live in harmony. Yesterday's neighbors will be wiped out today. You are full.The independence of the nation is a derivative product of the great ethnic cleansing. The chaos caused waves of ethnic massacres in the Northwest. Various ethnic groups killed each other, and the unspeakable history of blood and tears is presented in the chaotic chapters of history.

The people below the Huangtu slope screamed and panicked, and the shock wave of the returning cavalry was imminent. Regardless of their own safety, they braved the artillery fire to rush towards the Huangtu hill.

To the south of Huangtugang is Daoxiaohe. There are no Hui cavalry here. The west is the main attack direction of the Hui cavalry, and there are also Hui cavalry swarming from the south.Only the sound of horseshoes and shouts could be heard in the east, and there were very few Hui cavalry rushing out of the darkness.

The chief general of the Fourteenth Battalion, Yang Dawazi, did not work hard, and did not put more than 1000 cavalry into the battlefield. According to him, the returning army in the east was to support the main returning army's attack, and only needed an attack with loud thunder and little rain , Let the gunfire on the battlefield east of Huangtugang be scattered, not even a single shell fell.

Dawazi Yang was stroking his beard and standing in the dark thinking. A hundred chief couldn't bear it any longer, and clasped his fists and said, "Dawazi Yang, what do you mean? Coach Har Lianhu wants us to attack with all our might."

He Mingtang was furious, and without waiting for Dawazi Yang to reply, he said, "Tie Dan, if you have the guts, go ahead with your own brigade, and I will wave the flag for you, capture Huangtugang, and the spoils will belong to you."

There are many hills in the back army, and Dawazi Yang has just taken office, and his subordinates have not shown any respect for him. Tie Dan's perverted stinky face said without hesitation: "Rush, just rush, who is afraid of it, brothers , our Muslim army is not a coward, and those who are capable will charge with me."

After a while of echoing, six of the hundred commanders of the [-]th Battalion followed Tie Dan away, and Dawazi Yang remained silent, watching Tie Dan's back.This kind of thing often happens in the Hui army. Everyone is not surprised. They join forces when they see each other, and they divide when they don’t agree. Each of them divides the territory. Everyone has independence.The lax military discipline is also a major feature of the Muslim army. Who can control the looting team.

Mu San looked at the five hundred chiefs who stayed behind, and spoke first, and said in a half-light: "Okay! You follow my elder brother. From now on, you will eat well, drink spicy food, get rich and rich, and no longer feel useless. "

These five hundred chiefs are the old brothers of Dawazi Yang, and they are all people who came back from the wrong way. They already knew that Dawazi Yang had an affair, and they were going to see how the war develops. It is necessary to stab the knife in the back of the returning army.

Some Qing troops had poor military discipline. They came to the front line not to fight, but to make money from the war, and did all kinds of evil in the war-torn areas.There were even hidden rebels in the Qing army. Anti-Qing organizations such as the Gelaohui and the Bailian Cultists also mixed into the Qing army. A small team, a sentry team, and even a battalion of Qing fighters participated in the anti-Qing and Fuming Gelaohui.The Qing army's bombing of the camp is a nice word, as if an army has disappeared, but the ugly word is that the Qing soldiers raised their flags on the front line to rebel.

There are only a small number of rebels with firm will, most of them are foolish, seeing that the war is going badly and being suppressed in Dong Zhiyuan by Zuo Zongtang's army, they feel that the future is bleak, and they are all regretting the rebellion.

Feeling aggrieved by joining the Muslim Army, he was treated as cannon fodder and not seen by the Muslim Army.Let them, the rebellious Qing soldiers, charge forward, consume their strength, give them too small a territory, and distrust them.In troubled times, as long as you have a gun in your hand, you can live anywhere. As for the family members who stayed in Dong Zhiyuan, their wives and children count as balls. come out.Liu Guanzhang's teams are teams without wives or children.

Dawazi Yang looked at several cronies under him, showing absolute confidence, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said murderously: "Wealth depends on people, and life and death depend on heaven. Li Guolou, the chief of Li Ziying, belongs to Li Hongzhang. But my hometown will take in us wanderers. We went astray at the beginning, and now we should return to the embrace of our mother and make contributions to the Qing Dynasty. Tonight is the best time. We missed the opportunity. We waited until we were surrounded by officers and soldiers in Dong Zhiyuan Well, that is when the Hui imams start to make choices that are conducive to the survival of the nation for their national righteousness. Knowing how to talk about ethnic policy, those of us have no chance of surviving. We want to fight our way out, and solve Li Ziying's problems on the spot anyway. With this credit in hand, we can also make money in the Shaanxi-Gansu area in the future. A station. Brothers, are you willing to work with me!"

"Yes!" The eager crowd raised their arms and shouted, mobilizing before the battle, but this time they were sharpening their knives and rushing at the cattle and sheep, and the targets were those Hui militiamen who trusted them.

There were hundreds of cronies gathered around Dawazi Yang, they didn't go to Huangtugang, but walked to a small forest with swords and guns.There were more than 300 wounded Hui soldiers resting in the woods. Dawazi Yang said viciously, "Kill all the Huizi and tell An Jie that we are going anyway, and he will be counted if he is sensible."

"Yes!" Hundreds of rebels, holding up their torches, entered the grove, ready to start a massacre.

"General An, the battle is not going well." Mu San led more than 100 people and came to An Jie's side, as if to report the situation of the battle, he suddenly shot at a group of An Jie's personal servants and killed more than 30 people on the spot. people.

Gunshots erupted in other places immediately, Mu San confiscated the sword and gun that An Jie was carrying, and then said with a smile: "I'm sorry, General An, we've changed anyway, give us a quick word, fuck us, or die without repentance, I don't have time."

An Jie's pale face was bloodless, his mouth gaped, and he spit out words: "Mu San, if you have something to say, why are you hurting my subordinates?"

Mu San sighed: "General An, you are also a ruthless person. You must know that this army will belong to Yang Da in the future, how can you make it bigger. If Yang Da didn't show loyalty, I would kill you now."

"Okay! Count you as kind... Count me in." An Jie reluctantly accepted the reality that he was still useful, so Dawazi Yang didn't kill him, and it was not a shameful thing to surrender to the Qing Dynasty. die.

Mu San laughed and said: "I knew that General An is a hero, and we will get closer in the future."

An Jie sat on the sheepskin cushion, looking at the old brother who had fallen to the ground, the brother who had been with him for so many years died like this, and he didn't even dare to say a touching word, watching Mu San's subordinates collect the dead Property, the immutable model, is exactly what he is good at.

The pressure on the soldiers of Li Ziying was enormous. If they were rushed to the front by the returning cavalry, the infantry was no match for the cavalry. Relying on the impact of the horses, Li Ziying's backbone could be crushed.This is to test whether the defense line built by the soldiers of Li Ziying can withstand the impact of the cavalry?

Amidst the neighing, the war horses fell to the ground, either being hit by bullets or being knocked down by small pits in the yellow ground. The yellow ground was full of fallen war horses and returned soldiers.The returned soldiers with guns in their hands were still shooting at the officers and soldiers on the slope, but the gunshots from the returned soldiers were sporadic and they fought on their own, and did not form an effective attack network. They originally shot at the target at night It may be low, but now that they shoot indiscriminately, there are only a handful of Qing soldiers who have been hit.

However, those returning cavalrymen who came one after another have rushed up the Huangtu slope. The returned soldiers without horses held their scimitars high and rushed towards the Huangtu slope regardless of the artillery fire. Red flags fluttered in the wind. The returned soldiers are warriors. body, to kill a bloody path.