Private soldiers were originally trained according to the standards of killing machines, and these generals' families and soldiers in the army gathered together to eat and drink well and reward money, not that the generals were going to do good deeds, but that the generals wanted to cultivate a group of killing machines that were loyal to themselves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Compassion is the first thing to be abandoned, only the ruthless can survive in the private army, and only the killing machine that is absolutely obedient to orders can enjoy a hundred times more money than the average soldier.

To put it bluntly, that's what you do, don't be sanctimonious, don't blink when you kill, don't kill when you blink!

The North Gate had become hell, and a hail-like grenade began to shatter their order, and then the brutal cold weapons fought to rob them of what little courage they had left, and the collapse occurred almost instantaneously.

The struggling soldiers ran out of the city like crazy, but the narrow city gate couldn't accommodate so many soldiers out of the city for a while, and it was like an intestinal obstruction.

Ninguta's privates stopped and grinned and fired into the back of the enemy's heart, each bullet piercing two or three bodies.

Pull the bolt, load the bullet, pull the trigger...... Then there was another cycle, and the magazines on the belts were rapidly depleted, and the people were pacing forward as they fired.

None of the soldiers dared to turn back and fight hard, they were slaughtered like a pack of rabbits, and each one only asked God to bless him as one of the lucky ones.

screams, pleading, scolding...... It's just that there is no desperate charge roar, this is an army without a heart, this is an army without a soul, this is an army without bones.

Maybe ten years ago, the war under Aihui City, the massacre outside Beijing had drained their souls, and the Eight Banners at this moment were just a walking corpse.

The black dog and the second donkey who led the way in the end couldn't stand it anymore, and the two of them knelt on the ground and vomited, and their brains hurt in a bloody and angry way.

"Don't kill! Don't shoot...... Please, don't kill them, they don't dare to resist......"

"Get out of here! Don't you see that there are still thousands of troops outside the city? If we don't kill them all and close the city gates, how can we hold it with 300 people!"

The two donkeys are three feet tall, "Damn, open your eyes and see! Are there still people on the other side? Do they still dare to do anything with you? Are you ......blind?"

Only then did the private soldiers raise their eyes and cast their eyes outside the city gate, only to realize that the soldiers outside had already looked stupid.

The current scene is unforgettable, the north city gate is the dividing line between life and death, and the corpses densely stacked in the city gate cave are like a hill, which has blocked the half-pulled city gate building.

At this time, the city gate has been stuck by corpses, and no one can close it!

The hot blood condensed together, forced by the cold air around them, and there were layers of hot air curling up on the corpse pile, with a hint of scarlet.

Guo Xing'a still did not escape from the city in the end, his legs were buried in the pile of corpses, the whole person knelt and crawled on the corpse, the corners of his mouth foamed at the mouth and foamed, he had become a waste.

And these Ningguta's private soldiers, one by one holding Mauser, formed a semi-circular firing position, their guns pointed at the devil's mouth-like gate hole, and the ground was covered with shiny brass bullet casings.

Look at the outside of the city again, the soldiers who didn't have time to enter the city to grab water before, all of them were scared stupid, they were trembling, their faces were pale, and the slaughter in front of them had never been seen before, they really didn't understand, they just wanted to grab water, how could they be slaughtered by a group of killing gods.

Grenade bombing, bayonet picking, too knife chopping, Mauser concentrated shooting...... The ultra-efficient means of killing are unprecedented for them.

The seriously injured and undead comrades in the pile of corpses stretched out their bloody hands to them, "Save ...... I...... Rescue ...... I ......"

More often than not, they watched them with dead eyes, and there was not only blood flowing from the cracks of the corpses, but also pieces of minced flesh and cracked internal organs.

Wow, there was a sound of vomiting, and some soldiers were directly frightened, kneeling on the ground and unable to move.

"Run! These are not people, these are all killing gods sent by Lord Yama...... "More than a thousand soldiers who grabbed water turned their heads and ran, not to mention avenge their brothers, they didn't even dare to treat the wounded.

The black dog knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, "Grandpa, grandfathers, let's just guard the city gate, let's kill fewer people! Please, they are also mixed food!"

After a moment of silence, the officer ordered the Mauser to be put away, and he sighed, "This is the Eight Banners? This is the soldiers of the Great Qing Kingdom? How can these people guard the border?

"Brothers, you have all seen it, this group of wrecks has lost all the land north of the Heilongjiang River...... Now we must take its place! Take Heilongjiang for General Hunchun! For Your Majesty Qingjun!"

"Phew...... A bunch of waste, even if Lao Tzu forces you to dig a pit and bury yourself alive now, I'm afraid you won't dare to resist! Just because you still want to protect the territory and the people......?

The battle of the North City Gate can be regarded as completely revealing the old background of Tepuxin's army, and this is how the army of the late Qing Dynasty is moving forward on the road of decline.

An army without a military spirit is nothing, and as long as you can deter them with killing, you can use your bayonet to force them to dig their own pits and bury themselves alive.

Such a scene has appeared more than once in Chinese history, and the human heart has no soul, which is equivalent to pigs and sheep!

The north gate began to be closed, and Guo Xing'a, who was spared by the mercy of the private soldiers, was tied up and pushed to the general's mansion, and the remaining soldiers blocked the city gate hole during the meeting.

The city gates could not be closed, but everyone also had a way to kick open the houses and force out hundreds of people with bayonets. Under the threat of death, these civilians began to demolish the houses near the city gate, and the bricks and tiles were thrown directly on the corpses, layer after layer.

The dead bodies were the foundations, the bricks were the city walls, and soon the north gate was blocked by earth and stone and corpses, and no one could rush in unless the sappers carried out directional blasting.

"Get on the road...... Upper City Gate Building...... Sandbags clogged the walls to defend against possible enemy forces on both sides ......"

"Erect the banner of General Hunchun and announce to the whole city that the mutiny has been successful......"

General Ningguta's banner was erected, and the wind was blowing, and the people were driven up the city along the horse road with sandbags, and fortifications were piled up on the walls, and the private soldiers erected the Mauser on top of them to guard against possible enemies on the east and west sides.

After a while, the East City Gate and the West City Gate also set up banners, and the four gates of Qiqihar changed hands and officially fell under the control of Deputy General Lin.