The battle at Xiaotumen Ferry was over, with six of the twenty Qing defenders killed, and only fourteen brothers who had set fire to the forest survived, but their results were brilliant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A fire, an explosion, let the enemy's dream of a quick attack come to naught, and the Rakshasa cavalry regiment had to go around to another small ferry fifteen miles to the north if they wanted to cross the river safely, and this detour was delayed for three hours, and these three hours were too important for the whole battle situation.

Just as the vanguard cavalry regiment was struggling to find a safe crossing, the misty imps in the dense forest finally made a decision.

"Yujiro Maeda, you take a hundred brothers back to Vladivostok at once, and report everything that happened here to the general...... Especially the information that the Manchu Qing Dynasty gave to the Rakshasa ghost must be reported to the prime minister and His Majesty!"

"This is a big problem involving the strategic level, and it is not something we can solve! I will take the rest of the brothers all the way to the west, we will go to Ningguta, and I will go to meet Hunchun!"

"No, ......" everyone said in unison, "My lord, no! Hunchun is a general of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, since he sent people to block our grain and grass supplies, and gave such an order to the soldiers on the border, it means that he has accepted the will of the Manchu Qing Dynasty......

"My lord, do you think, if Hunchun is really willing to resist, the Rakshasa ghost will kill here unscathed? And so fast? He has already betrayed us, you are going to die like this!"

How could the misty imp not know the risks involved, she stood up and paced back and forth in the snow, and her last punch smashed on the trunk of the tree, and the remnants of the snow fell one after another.

"What else can I do if I don't do this? The enemy sent 50,000 cavalry from Central Asia, and it is claimed to be 100,000 to the outside world, who would dare to do anything with those soft bones of the Manchu Qing Dynasty......

"Look at this ...... again," after saying that, the Misty Imp picked up a rifle from the capture and pulled the bolt, "Who of you has ever seen this rifle?" everyone shook their heads.

"I was trained by American munitions experts in the Ryukyus, and that's where I learned about this rifle......!

The Bodan rifle was invented by the American general Bodan, a general during the Civil War who not only knew how to fight but was also an inventor, and even the first sniper team of the Northern Army was established by him at his suggestion to the Ministry of Defense, and he was the first commander.

When the war ended, General Bodin did not return to the field and did not choose to retire in the army, but continued his career as an inventor, and he went to Tsarist Russia to sell his technology to the Tsar, and was hired by the Tsar.

After that, Bodin studied the advantages and disadvantages of the weapons of both the Prussian-Danish War and the Austro-Prussian War, and judged that the future was the world of rear-loading needle-pierced rifles, and shot the first rear-loading needle-pierced rifle for Tsarist Russia.

"This is the Bodan 1, also known as the Bodan 1868 model, which was mass-produced only last year...... What does it mean that such advanced weapons are equipped in large quantities in this cavalry unit? This has clearly told us that this is the Tsar's most elite unit in Central Asia!"

"Don't have the illusion that we can easily defeat them, we must mobilize all the forces we can mobilize and fight with them! We must fight for time, and we must also seize the strategic depth, and we will not be able to win this war without grabbing it......

"Why do the Tsarist Russian troops on Amami Island still not surrender? Aren't they having some illusions in their hearts, hoping that the battle in Vladivostok can reverse the situation, and then force us to retreat at the negotiating table!"

"I don't have a choice, I have to take this risk, and only I can take it...... Do any of you know how to convince Hunchun? Even if you convince Hunchun, which of you has a good next step?"

The rhetorical questions made everyone present dumbfounded, and now no one persuaded Sister Wu anymore, and everyone was ordered to get on the horse to complete their tasks.

Bang Bang Bang ...... After a crisp burst of gunfire, not a single Russian prisoner was left alive, and then Yujiro Maeda led a hundred cavalry east to Vladivostok.

The Misty Imp led the remaining four hundred cavalry and galloped all the way towards Ningguta City!

The back road of the Far Eastern Volunteers is already in jeopardy, but now Xiang Shaolong and Xiao Letian on the sea have no idea that the back road has been copied.

Of course, Xiao Letian's intelligence network had already detected the news of the arrival of Central Asian reinforcements, but no one calculated that the Manchus were so crazy that they would open the country to make way for the enemy. According to the CIA's calculations, the Central Asian reinforcements should have just arrived in the Heilongjiang River basin, and it is still too early to reach the Amur River.

Xiao Letian was holding a pocket watch in his hand, his eyes kept wandering between the map and the pocket watch, and Zaichun next to him was also staring intently at the military map, looking at the aggressive attack of the red side above, the little emperor was excited.

Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen are revising the map parameters, and if they want to provide artillery strikes after dark, they have to rely on blind fire, and now the more detailed the coordinates are corrected, the higher the accuracy of the bombardment will be.

"It's seven fifty-five...... The offensive is about to begin! The Zhiyuan is fully ready for battle, and the artillery is ready to provide cover for the army......"

"Listen! The density of artillery fire on the army side has increased...... They are bombarding the last round before the attack! The big battle is about to begin......"

Ryoma Sakamoto closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "The night of hell is coming......! Nan no Amitabha! Nan no Dizang King Bodhisattva ...... "Then there is a continuous recitation of the scriptures, and it is strange to say that in the sound of the scriptures, people's hearts have gradually settled.

In the north of the city of Vladivostok, in the defense system of a bombed and dilapidated fortress, there are densely packed with Russian troops preparing for battle, and these frightened soldiers know that the decisive battle is just around the corner, because the enemy position on the opposite side has already set up a charging formation, and from the trenches and bunkers, countless volunteer soldiers are nervously assembling.

"The three battalions assemble and assemble to the battalion flag...... All on bayonets!"

"The 1st Division was responsible for the first wave of the offensive...... Brothers, take all the credit, don't leave them a little, let them eat their fart!"

"Check the equipment, grenades, rifles, bayonets, sapper shovels...... The kettle, the medicine kit, and the picnic lunch box were all thrown back into the trench for Lao Tzu......"

The army formed one offensive formation after another on a two-kilometer front, and there were veterans in the military formation, as well as new recruits with pale faces.

Everyone raised their rifles, and the jungle of bayonets was at a forty-five degree angle upward, emitting a cold glow in the moonlight.

Soon, the shouts of killing like the tide rushed towards the Vladivostok fortress like a stormy wave, and Xiang Shaolong rode a war horse and put on a bright red woolen cloak and began to boost morale in front of the battle.

With the saber in hand, the northland tycoon is full of iron-blooded masculinity to the scum...... Remember your oath before the war!"

More than 10,000 soldiers howled at their throats, and the atmosphere of battle was suddenly ignited.

"Brothers of the Volunteers...... The Prime Minister was watching us on the sea...... Win this battle...... The prime minister will lead us to build the country!"

"Fight to the death! Tomorrow when the sun rises...... Lao Tzu will give you a country, our own country......!

The 40,000 volunteers roared on the ground, and all the soldiers burst into tears of excitement, and at this moment there was only one voice: "Founding of the country, founding of the country, founding of the country......