Lin Xiao squinted his eyes and looked at Zhang Chenfeng with approval in his eyes.

These old comrades-in-arms who were born and died together, he still knows the personality characteristics of each person.

Zhang Chenfeng is a sniper, and compared with Duan Zhenghong of the firepower group, his personality is much calmer and more introverted, and he also prefers to play yin in the concept of tactical design.

In terms of leading troops and commanding, as well as the ability to use tactics, except for Xiao Kaifeng, who stayed in Annan, he is at the top, at least not inferior to Xu Tianshi, who is also calm, and can be compared with Liu Xulei, who has an ambition.

Duan Zhenghong, on the other hand, is an alternative, he is not only a linear thinking, with a straightforward personality and a violent temper, but he is almost meaningless in terms of emotional control.

Moreover, he is also an artilleryist, and his admiration for the intensity of firepower is revealed from time to time in his usual speech, and he highly admires the Soviet-style tactical thinking of artillery fire washing the floor and armor pushing flat.

Of course, Lin Xiao also knew that in fact, Duan Zhenghong was not stupid, he had devoted himself to studying the Soviet army's set of theories on large-depth campaigns, and he still had a unique understanding of modern warfare thinking.

It's just that, perhaps due to his character, this person is too strong and favors force.

He even believes that the so-called war is destruction and conquest, and a battlefield without gunpowder smoke and ruins cannot be considered a battlefield.

Sometimes, a strange thought would come to Lin Xiao's mind, this guy, does this guy have a perverted penchant for bloody killing?

Although it is said that to deal with the Qing army in this era, for the soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion armed to the teeth, it is as easy as abusing dogs, if they can use every opportunity to engage in more ambushes, surprise attacks and other tactics, it will be more beneficial to the growth of the soldiers' combat experience.

There are more than 1,000 soldiers on hand, but Lin Xiao only has direct troops.

In the future, he will take them to all parts of the world, and it will all depend on them to conquer the four yi and kill the four places, but these boys can't be used to a group of young master soldiers who rely heavily on firepower to wash the ground......

"You kid, aren't you the captain of the special operations team? You can't command? ”

However, no matter how much praise he had in his heart, Lin Xiao would not reveal it in his words, "What is borrowing, it is so ugly!" ”

"Uh......"

Although it seemed that the captain agreed, Zhang Chenfeng was still choked, and he secretly slandered in his heart.

What kind of captain, didn't he just help you train on your behalf?

Who doesn't know that the special combat team is your heart, and if you don't let go, who will dare to move a single soldier?

"There are only two squadrons in total, which one do you want to choose."

Seeing this, Lin Xiao secretly laughed in his heart, and said with a straight face, "Remind you, Humen is not close to Macau, if you can arrive before dark, you can act overnight and get it done before dawn......

If you can't arrive in time after dark, don't rush, first drop anchor far away, send someone ashore to find a guide, and familiarize yourself with the terrain before you start. ”

"Understood! Don't worry, Captain! ”

……

At the same time, the city of Guangzhou was heavily guarded and lifeless.

If it weren't for the torches held by a few patrolling soldiers at the head of the city, the big city of hundreds of thousands of people would look like a ghost town uninhabited at night.

As a coastal provincial capital, and located in the lower reaches of the Pearl River Basin, rich in products, with a large population, Guangzhou was originally extremely prosperous, here and Huizhou, is the richest place in Guangdong Province.

At the peak of the middle of the Ming Dynasty, Guangzhou's population exceeded one million, and in the main channel of the Pearl River, there was an endless stream of large and small merchant ships, and there were many ship masts on the wharf on the riverbank.

The lively area in the city is full of shops, crowded with people, even after nightfall, there are still warblers singing and dancing everywhere, the voices of people are boiling, and it is almost a city that never sleeps.

Although there have been several wars, until the year before last, there were more than 500,000 residents in the city of Guangzhou, and after last year's massacre, the total population of the city was less than 300,000.

At this moment, at the foot of Yuexiu Mountain, in the newly built Pingnan Palace, there is also a deathly silence.

Except for the occasional faint, eerie sound of slapping in the distance, it was so quiet that there was not even a single cough.

At this moment, except for the faint light emitted by the lanterns in the hands of the gatekeepers and the patrolling soldiers, it was dark inside and outside the palace, and there were black lights everywhere.

The palace of Nuoda is like a huge tomb, dark and swarthy in the middle of a dense forest.

In fact, there is one place that is brightly lit at this moment, that is, the back hall of the inner courtyard of the palace, which is still gratifying.

The master met guests in the study, and there were many servants and maids standing outside the room, but except for the master, the miscellaneous servants were silent and silent.

In the study, the king of Qingping Nan was still happy, sitting on the chair with his eyes half-open, pressing the teacup silently.

Under his command, the generals Liu Jinzhong, Zu Zeqing and others, as well as several other confidants and staff, were carefully sitting and drinking tea with him.

Shang Kexi, nearly fifty years old, with a thin face, two slightly long eyebrows, and the combination of the forehead lines deeply engraved on the forehead looks particularly incongruous.

His eyes were small, but his ears were large, and they stood out from behind his thin, fleshless cheeks.

At this moment, the sparse mustache on Shang Kexi's lips trembled slightly, and the gaze shot out of a pair of small eyes carried a deep despair......

It stands to reason that in his own study, Shang Kexi usually wears civilian clothes.

But today, he was seriously wearing a blue-background gold-painted five-clawed dragon python robe, wearing a red-topped crown, shouldering a blue-faced and red-bottomed five-python shawl, and a string of blood-red wax noodles hanging on his chest, all the way over the coral gilded ring belt tied to his shriveled belly.

The only one who showed some anger was the tiger skin on Shang Kexi's seat.

The South China tiger skin, which shone under the candlelight and showed beautiful lines, was sat under the buttocks by Shang Kexi, finally showing a trace of the majesty of the owner.

Carefully accompanied the subordinate generals Zu Zeqing, Liu Jinzhong and others, who sat down at the head, seeing the prince's abnormal dress, although they knew the reason, they were also infected with a lot of hearts, and their faces were crying.

A few years ago, the son Shang Zhixin led the army to the west, originally wanted to make some military achievements, but was unexpectedly killed by the Ming army, the second son Shang Zhixiao was only thirteen years old, and the rest of the sons were even younger.

Shang Kexi was deeply worried about who could inherit the title, and he was also worried about the open and secret battles between his wives and concubines.

But now, the people's hearts cannot catch up with the situation, and in just a few months, it has already been rumored that the Ming army is counterattacking in various places, and his Guangdong is the closest, so it is naturally the first to bear the brunt.

Within a few days, Lianzhou, Leizhou, Gaozhou, and even Shaozhou (now Shaoguan, author's note) in the north had fallen to the enemy.

The city defense in various places, like a house made of rotten wood, will fall down with a slight push, and the ten mansions in Guangdong will be gone in less than a month.

However, the Qing court, which was far away in Beijing, completely disregarded his life and death, and strictly ordered him to resist every step, not to abandon the city and flee to the north, nor to flee to Fujian, let alone to escape to the sea.

Especially the fox fake tiger might, Hong Chengchou, who was holding chicken feathers as an arrow, actually gave orders to his dignified prince, and ordered him to defend the city with a tough attitude, which has the meaning of letting others live and die with Guangzhou.

This is to force Lao Tzu to death!

However, the people are Qincha, and they represent the master!

Although his title is high, he has to follow!

……

(End of chapter)