Sitting in the back and directing, Wei Ze was also unwilling. The commanders of the various units were on the front line, but Wei Ze could only command the "main force" of more than a thousand villagers in the Chinese military tent. said that it is the main force, but it is only that there are many villagers. All of them wore red scarves around their necks and white cloth around their heads. Without uniform clothing, it would be extremely difficult to distinguish between friend and foe once the battle had taken place over the town.

Wei Ze also divided more than 1,000 villagers into 12 teams, but after these 12 teams rushed into Wujia Town, how long the troops could maintain their formation, Wei Ze was not confident at all. The only thing he can do now is to throw troops one by one according to the situation of the battle, and after that, the villagers can only kill the enemy on their own.

Wei Ze allowed his subordinates to preside over their own battle situation, which was also the result of his considerable ideological struggle. With the expansion of the troops, as the battle plan became more and more meticulous and rigorous, it was impossible for Wei Ze to stand at the head of the formation forever, give the order of "brothers rush with me", and then take the lead in the enemy formation. Even the best ancient armies would not do this, and those who did so were basically grass squads, and they could not organize a more effective way to attack other than charging.

And how much does the supreme commander have to be unconfident in his own troops, so he has to stand at the head of the line and personally command? Weeser has confidence in his subordinates, failure is the mother of success, and every setback, loss, and even failure is the price that must be paid. Only after experiencing setbacks, losses, and even failures, people who know how to sum up lessons and lessons can continue to move forward. Although it is cruel to say, it is a bloody fact.

Thinking about it like this, Wei Ze stood up and looked at the map for a while, sat down and frowned and waited, and after a while, Wei Ze finally took out a pen and paper, and began to write down all the battle plans he had made on paper from the dim oil lamp. Before Wei Ze crossed over, he had this habit, which was actually just a habit of reading.

Preview, listen to lectures, do questions, check, review, and implement the problems in the current implementation, determine what you can do and what you can't do, and finally make targeted improvements. Every time Wei Ze looked at these things he had written before, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and even blushed with shame. When I look at my previous self, I always feel that I am so naïve and ridiculous, but such naivety, such ridiculousness, is precisely the process of growing up.

The brush has gradually become accustomed to it, and Wei Ze writes as his mood gradually calms down. And before I knew it, the sky was starting to get a little brighter. Weser put down his pen and looked up at the sky, halfway through the plan, it happened to be the most important of the first stage, the airborne raid stage. The troops had set up observation posts, and as soon as the airborne landing began, the troops would immediately have to relay the message to Weese. It was precisely because of the rewriting of the battle plan that he had combed through the words that Wei Ze suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, he forgot to ask the observation post to count how many people had parachuted.

It was getting a little brighter, and someone rushed in outside, "Report!" The signal soldier shouted from the door of the tent.

"Say!" Wei Ze calmly said.

"Empty...... Empty...... The Airborne Forces have already begun to act! Word has arrived from the observation post. The signal soldier said breathlessly.

"How many people jumped?" Weeser asked.

The signal soldier was stunned for a moment, he thought for a moment before saying, "This ...... They didn't say, they just said that the Airborne Forces began to be airborne in the early hours of the morning! ”

"I see, you can go back." Weeser did not make it difficult for the signal corps. How many people were airborne, this should have been seen by the observation post, and since this was omitted in the battle plan, it can only be said that there was something wrong with the plan made. If the Observation Post can show this and count the number of people, it is because the soldiers at the Observation Post are clever enough and have the potential to be promoted. If Wei Ze blames the observation post for "not observing carefully", it will be "punishment without teaching". As for the act of taking the signal soldier to vent his anger, it is a genuine act of anger.

In Weizer's morality, punishment without teaching and anger are all things that bastards can do. Weser didn't want to be a jerk himself. Recording the information he received, Wei Ze suddenly thought that he needed a confidential officer by his side, and one of the jobs of the confidential officer was to record the information he had collected. Or should the General Staff be in charge of this?

Originally, he was thinking about organization and system construction, but Wei Ze's thinking couldn't help but think of those airborne soldiers. They were the elite of the troops, and when they jumped off the cliff, it was a sight of determination. The sky was instantly obscured by a huge parachute......

This rather literary idea didn't last long, and Weser gave himself a mouthful. When has it been, still thinking about these things that have nothing to do with fighting. Jumping from a height of more than ten meters, the process in the air is at most a minute, and Wei Ze himself has taken the lead in jumping many times, and he can't take into account the feeling of flying in the air at all, let alone pay attention to the beautiful scenery and the passion of battle. Grandma's, the ground is flying closer, and when you land, you accidentally fall and even break a bone. Everyone is full of thoughts about landing safely, who has the leisure time to think so much!

In order to stabilize the situation, Wei Ze sat down and continued to write. If the airborne is smooth, the troops will occupy the rear wall and build rope ladders. Hu Chenghe didn't just bring 36 airborne troops, but the soldiers of the second pawn were transferred to the back wall. If they can climb over the wall and enter Wujia Town, this can be regarded as a great success in the first phase of the battle. If they didn't succeed, the 36 brothers would have to do their best to attract the attention of the enemy in the town, so that the enemy would mistakenly believe that Weze's breakthrough was in the direction of the back wall. The two pawns of Wei Changrong's department, who have experienced the offensive side, are the real main offensive forces.

Whether the Airborne Forces succeed or not, the real breakthrough point will be on the side. If the airborne forces succeed, the pressure on the flank attack will be greatly reduced, and the real pressure will be transferred to Hu Cheng and his subordinates, who have broken through the rear wall. If the airborne landing is not successful and the back wall is not broken through, Wei Changrong will have to use his flesh and blood to open the passage into Wujia Town.

The direction of Wujiazhen has been silent, and the uneasiness in Wei Ze's heart is getting stronger and stronger, and he puts down his pen and stands up. This silence is so abnormal, so abnormal that Wei Ze is restless.

In this era, there were no clocks and watches, and Wei Zexian himself did not even have the tools to keep time. He thought he would have to at least make an hourglass, or make a water leak or something. However, although I have seen the water leak and timer, I have long forgotten the basic principle. Hourglass needs glass, where to get glass now, and where to get the people who burn glass?

While he was thinking wildly, the gunshots finally rang out, and the faint shouts of killing also pierced through. Weeser stopped and turned in the direction of the battle. After an indescribable torment, I don't know how long it took, another signal soldier rushed in from outside, and he shouted almost hysterically: "Report! ”

Without waiting for Wei Ze to speak, the scout's red face was full of ecstatic expressions, he almost ran out of breath regardless of how much he had run, and continued in one breath: "Wei Checkpoint, the second pawn has all entered Wujia Town, they have touched the side wall of Wujia Town, when I came, they have already killed the city wall, and Wei Pawn has already led his troops to cross the moat and start to go up the wall!" ”

Wei Ze clenched his hands and raised his head to the sky through gritted teeth. However, he didn't see the sky, because Weezer kept his eyes closed. From the clenched teeth came a sound like a moan, and the feeling that almost suffocated Wei Ze also dissipated without a trace with this sound.

Soon returned to normal, Wei Ze said: "You hurry back, tell Captain Wei, I will lead the large army towards the main gate." Let him do his best to capture the main gate according to the plan! ”

The signal soldier immediately ran back, and Wei Ze ordered his opponent: "Beat the drums!" Trumpet! With that, he strode towards the outside of the tent.

The Great Tent was four miles away from the gate of Wujia Town, and theoretically this distance was still within the range of the Manchu boasted cannons, and Wei Ze didn't care about it. In this era, the Manchu Qing Dynasty's solid cannon wanted to hit a definite target four miles away, and the odds of winning the lottery were not much higher than that of winning five million.

The drum is not big, so it doesn't matter if you beat it or not. But this horn is made of a real buffalo horn, blown by a special trumpeter, and the whining sound is long and deep, and can be carried out for miles.

Blowing the bull's horn was a call to gather and prepare for the march, and the more than 1,000 people from the six villages of the Chinese army carried their various weapons in their hands, and they had already lined up in formation, but they were all sitting in the darkness before dawn. Hearing the sound of the horn, everyone stood up. When Wei Ze led the guards to appear in front of everyone, the black pressed group of people was huddled together again.

"Line up! Line up! Weeser shouted. His subordinates also shouted, and the crowd was chaotic for a while, and finally slowly took on the appearance of Team 12.

"Ladies and gentlemen! You have waited for so long, and finally this day has come, and the gates of Wujia Town are about to open to us now. Your enemy is in town, and now, follow me!" After speaking, Wei Ze pressed the handcuff on his waist, slightly straightened the single knife on his back, and walked along the road at the gate of Wujia Town with a spear towards the thick gate of Wujia Town.

Amid the shouts of the officers and men of the troops, more than 1,000 villagers took their weapons and went out one after another, and the long queue was like a mottled dragon, and under the light of the rising sun, they marched towards the gate of Wujia Town and the direction of the muzzle of the cannon on the fort of Wujia Town.

After walking only two miles, he saw smoke rising from the gate of Wujia Town, and Wei Ze could see at a glance that it was caused by the shooting of muskets. After another moment, the door with the large brass nails shook for a moment, and then slowly opened inside. Soon, more than a dozen Taiping soldiers holding the agreed red flag rushed out, they held the red flag high, shaking desperately.

This is a signal that has been drilled many times, and this is a signal to urge the large army to hurry forward. Weser turned around and shouted, "The door is open to us!" Everyone, rush! ”

After shouting, Wei Ze didn't care about the people behind him, and he himself quickened his pace and ran forward. After ten days of preparation, training, and planning, a battle with a high probability of heavy casualties was finally completed at this time with the least cost. Weser knew it was true, but he couldn't quite believe it himself. When the battle broke away from Wei Ze's direct command, Wei Ze still couldn't really put his mind at ease without stepping into the gate of Wujia Town, seeing the attacking troops with his own eyes and hearing their reports with his own ears.

Maybe it's because he has too many ideas, maybe it's because Wei Ze hasn't slept for two days and one night, he just feels that his strength seems to have been drained a lot, and he can't run fast. However, behind him, the shouts gradually rang out, first there were various voices, and finally they all converged into one word: "Kill!" ”

The footsteps of the Hakka villagers were getting closer and closer to Wei Ze, and the guards could only pull Wei Ze aside from the middle of the road. Turning his head, he saw that the formation of the villagers was completely invisible, and the whole team had become a chaotic long column, and everyone in the team was angry with their eyes, they just shouted the word "kill", took their own weapons, and rushed towards the gate of Wujia Town, which was opened.

If it weren't for the guards who were clever enough to pull Wei Ze down to the side of the road and protect him, he was afraid that this boiling torrent of revenge would knock Wei Ze to the ground first.

With a red scarf around his neck and a strip of white cloth wrapped around his head, this team of villagers, like a flood and a dragon, crossed Wei Ze and his party, which had led the team, and rushed towards the gate of Wujia Town.

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