Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The private soldiers were originally trained according to the standards of the killing machine. These generals' servants and soldiers were gathered together to eat, drink, and pay. It wasn't because the general wanted to do good deeds, but because the general wanted to cultivate a group of loyal killing machines.

Mercy was the first thing to be abandoned. Only those who were ruthless would be able to survive in a group like the private army. Only those killing machines that absolutely obeyed orders would be able to enjoy property that was a hundred times more valuable than normal soldiers.

To put it bluntly, that's what you were raised to do. Don't act like a virtuous person. Don't blink when you're killing, and don't kill in the blink of an eye!

The north city gate had already become hell, a hail of grenades had already shattered their order, then the brutal cold weapons had robbed them of their courage, and the collapse of the city had happened almost instantaneously.

The struggling soldiers ran out of the city like madmen. However, the narrow city gate could not accommodate so many soldiers leaving the city in such a short period of time. It was as if they had been obstructed somewhere.

Ningguta's private soldiers stopped their steps and laughed sinisterly as they shot towards the enemy's back. Every bullet penetrated through two or three bodies.

Pull the bolt, reload, pull the trigger... After another round of circulation, the magazines on the belt were quickly consumed as people walked forward while shooting.

None of the soldiers dared to turn around and fight. They were slaughtered like a pack of rabbits, each of them hoping to be the lucky one.

Miserable screams, pleas, and curses … It was just a roar of a charge without any intention to fight. This was an army without hearts, this was an army without souls, this was an army without bones.

Maybe ten years ago, during the war at the Shizheng, the massacre outside the Beijing had already extracted their spirit souls.

Black Dog and Second Donkey, who had fought their way to the very end, could not take it anymore. They knelt on the ground and vomited. The stench of blood assaulted their heads.

"Don't kill me! Stop shooting... "I beg you, don't kill them, they won't even dare to resist …"

"Scram!" Didn't you see that there were still more than a thousand troops outside the city? If we don't kill them and close the city gates, how can we defend the city with our three hundred men? "

The second donkey was three feet tall. "Damn it, open your eyes and take a look!" Was that person on the other side? Do they still dare to fight you? Are your eyes blind … "

Only then did the private soldiers raise their eyes and look outside the city gates, only to realize that the soldiers outside were all dumbfounded.

The scene in front of their eyes was unforgettable. The north gate was a line separating life and death, and the densely packed corpses inside were like a small mountain, blocking half of the tower.

At this time, the city gate was already stuck in place by the corpse. No one could close it!

As the hot blood condensed, it was pushed back by the cold air in the surroundings. Layers of steam rose from the pile of corpses, bringing with it a hint of scarlet.

In the end, Guoxing didn't manage to escape the city. His two legs were buried under the pile of corpses, and he was kneeling on them. White foam was bubbling at the corners of his mouth. He had become a cripple.

And these Ningguta private soldiers, each one of them holding their guns, formed a semicircle shooting position with their muzzles pointed at the demonic big mouth like hole, there was a piece of shiny brass bullet shell on the ground.

Their faces were pale, and they had never seen this massacre before. They really did not understand, they just wanted to snatch the water, how did they end up being massacred by a group of Gods?

Hand grenade explosion, bayonet pick, Katana hack, Mauser concentrated shooting … Ultra efficient methods of killing were something they had never seen before.

The wounded and undead comrades in the pile of bones reached out their bloody hands. "Save..." I... Save... "I …"

Most of them were staring at them with their eyes still open. Not only was there blood flowing out from the gaps between their corpses, there were also pieces of minced meat and broken organs.

With a series of vomiting sounds, some of the soldiers were scared to the point of peeing. They kneeled on the ground and couldn't even move if they wanted to.

"Run!" "These aren't people, they're all gods of death sent by Yama …" The thousand plus soldiers immediately turned around and ran. Not to mention avenging their brothers, they didn't even dare to treat the wounded.

The black dog kneeled on the ground and kowtowed with all its might. "Grandpa!" Grandfathers! Let's just guard the city gate and kill fewer people! I'm begging you, they are just making a living! "

After a moment of silence, the officer ordered Mauser to be put away, and sighed, "So these are the eight flags? This was the soldier of the Great Qing? Just how were these people supposed to defend the border? How can they fight with Russian? "

"Brothers!" As you can see, this bunch of useless bastards have lost all of the land north of the Heilongjiang... Now we must take our place! Take down the Black Dragon River for the Hunchun General! To help His Majesty clear the throne! "

"Pah …" A bunch of trash. Even if I force all of you to dig a hole and bury yourselves alive, I'm afraid you won't dare to resist! You want to protect your country and your people? "Motherf * cker …"

The battle at the north city gate had completely exposed the true strength of T?pchin's army, the army of the late Qing continued to advance forward on the road of decline.

An army without a soul is nothing. As long as you can use killing to intimidate them, you can use your bayonet to force them to dig their own holes and bury themselves alive.

Such a scene had happened more than once in the history of China. The human heart had no soul, just like a pig or a sheep!

The north gate was beginning to close, and Gohinga, who had been mercifully spared by the private troops, was being tied up and pushed back to the general's mansion, while the rest of the soldiers held meetings to seal the entrance.

The city gate could not be closed, but everyone had their ways of kicking down the houses and then sending out hundreds of civilians with bayonets. Under the threat of death, these commoners began to demolish the houses near the city gate. Brick and tile directly fell on top of the pile of corpses, layer after layer.

The corpses served as the foundation and the bricks served as the city walls. Soon, the north gate was completely blocked by rocks and corpses. Unless the engineers went for a directional explosion, no one could charge in.

"Riding the Horse... Upper City Gate Tower... "The sandbags blocked the city wall, defending against enemy troops that might appear from both sides …"

"Raise the flag of the Hunchun General, to the entire city to announce the success of the military transformation …"

The flag of the General Ninguta was raised, fluttering in the wind, and the citizens were urged to carry sandbags along the horse road to the upper city, piling up defensive lines on the walls. The private soldiers put Mauser on it, guarding against enemies that might appear on both sides of the east and west.

Not long after, banners were erected at the east and west gate gates. The four gates of Qiqihar fell under the control of the Vice General Lin.