Chapter 19: The Yellow Rose of Texas

The Shermans' crossing was upstream in Chattanooga, where it was occupied by the Confederate army after the Battle of Chickmoga. It didn't take much effort to attack and occupy the ferry, the main force of the southern army had moved to the missionary heights, and they did not expect such a large army to come from the north, and only a small army of about 100 people remained at the ferry, and the northern army was outflanked on the left and right, and the defenders were disarmed.

Then, as if by magic, one hundred and sixty bridge-building boats sprang up, and they filled the river. Guan Zhuofan's eyes widened, he, the commander of the Tennessee Theater of Operations, didn't know where they were hiding in advance!

Grant looks like he is a light car, but in fact, he doesn't know how many things he brought with him!

The bridge-erecting boats set up pontoon bridges for cavalry and artillery to cross the river, while carrying infantry across the river. The city of Chattanooga was also assisted by several steamboats. The infantry, having crossed the river, immediately began to build fortifications.

The pontoon bridge is erected from opposite sides of the river, and the dragon is closed in the center of the river. Guan Zhuofan's childlike heart rose, and he followed the sappers who built the bridge to advance together, and the Sherman on the opposite side also concocted the same method, as a result, the two theater commanders were separated by a gap hahadaxiao, and a few minutes later, the gap closed, and the hands of the two were held together again.

Cavalry, artillery, infantry began to cross the river in a steady stream from the north bank. Soon the second pontoon bridge was closed, followed by the third...... Guan Zhuofan looked at the teams marching forward like dragons on the river, and sighed in his heart: This is called industrial capacity, and this is the foundation of war. China, my country, must have this ability!

In fact, it was not necessary for Guan Zhuofan to be present to pick up the Sherman troops to cross the river, but he was curious about how the Americans would use to transport an army of tens of thousands across the fast-flowing and wide Tennessee River in a few hours.

Just returned to the headquarters. The guards came to report. Mr. Sandos arrived.

The timing was just right. Guan Zhuofan thought to himself.

Sandos came in, holding a small box. In time for greetings, Guan Zhuofan smiled and said, "Shandi, the thing is finally ready?" ”

Shandushi smiled: "Master Guan, I've kept you waiting for a long time." ”

I opened the box and poured the contents on the table, a dozen small rectangular pieces of copper with rounded corners. One end is perforated. I wore a thin rope woven of cowhide and pulled it by hand, which was very strong.

Looking at the copper plate, the name, position, affiliation, place of origin, and date of enlistment of the officer or soldier are engraved, except for the abbreviation of "Qing Volunteers" in English and the number is Arabic, the rest are all Chinese characters.

This is the "dog tag" of the Xuan army, which is hung around the neck, and if the soldiers who died after the war are unfortunately mutilated and their faces are unrecognizable, they can be identified accordingly. or buried in the ground, or transported back to China. Do not leave the lonely soul alone, and leave it alone in a foreign land.

The generals of the Xuan army all felt that this was a very good method, in addition to further dispelling the concerns that the sergeants should not return to their hometowns, and hanging up the "dog tag", naturally gave birth to a sense of honor and belonging.

Of course, this thing can't be called a "dog brand", Guan Zhuofan calls it a "tiger brand".

It's just that this thing looks simple, and it's more cumbersome to make than a Spencer serial gun. The text on each "Tiger card" is different, and most of them are Chinese characters, a total of 28,000 pieces, although the United States Division has begun to prepare before the Xuan army went to the United States, but it was not until not long ago that the work was completed, and the Xuan army had already finished a battle.

Guan Zhuofan asked Shandu Shi to find a hotel to stay in temporarily, and discuss other affairs in detail after the battle.

After the "Tiger Card" was issued, Guan Zhuofan immediately ordered all units participating in the war zone to move their camps to near the predetermined positions and launch an attack early tomorrow morning.

After the camp was moved, the distance between the edges of the barracks of the northern and southern armies was quite close, and they were separated by a shallow river, which could be crossed by wading through the water, and chickens and dogs smelled each other. The soldiers of both armies fetched water from this river and were unharmed.

Guan Zhuofan accompanied Grant to patrol along the river, and some of the soldiers of the Southern Army on the opposite side saw them and recognized their ranks, so they actually raised their hands to salute, and Guan Zhuofan and Grant also returned the salute politely.

This was an ordinary scene before the warring sides of the American Civil War officially began.

At that time, American soldiers, both in the north and the south, had a very simple concept, that is, after receiving an order, they would shoot and charge at the enemy, otherwise it would be tantamount to murder. In the interval between battles, everyone is considered a common man and does not disturb each other.

After returning to the camp after the inspection, it was getting late, Wan'er gave him a basin of water, brought a towel, Guan Zhuofan wiped his face, and Wan'er brought food.

Guan Zhuofan originally wanted Wan'er to stay in Chattanooga City, but the barracks after the relocation were too close to the enemy army, and it would not be a safe place after the battle started tomorrow, so maybe a shell flew in. But Wan'er resolutely didn't do it, saying that Mo said that my sister asked me to take care of you, master, I am wearing a military uniform, and I am the commander's "orderly", how can there be a reason why the "orderly" does not follow the commander?

As he spoke, his tone became unusually intense, his little face was flushed, his chest was heaving, and his big eyes were overflowing with tears.

Guan Zhuofan especially couldn't stand this, so he had no choice but to obey her.

I wanted to say that I was taking care of my daily life, but the soldiers were in danger, and I had to hang on to her all the time. I don't know who's whose heart is a little more.

I can't help but think, how are the three jade people in China now? According to the time difference, the night in China is already deeper, and they should have all fallen asleep.

Are they asleep? In the dream, is there me?

A strange hot and sour sensation crept up to the nose and eyes.

At this time, a faint drum music came from afar, Guan Zhuofan was stunned, and after listening carefully, it seemed to come from the southern army camp opposite.

He walked out of the tent and Wan'er followed.

It was indeed coming from the opposite side, and it should have been played by the military band of the Southern Army, and it was a very light march style tune.

The singing also came, and soon, more and more people joined in and sang.

Guan Zhuofan can only hear the lyrics clearly, which is roughly:

"When John comes home, we'll give him a warm welcome, wow, wow!

The men will cheer, the children will sing, the women will come out to greet them, and everyone will be happy.

When John marches home, the old church will ring the bells of joy to welcome our dear children home.

Wow, wow! ”

The camp of the Northern Army also sounded with singing, and Guan Zhuofan listened to it, it was actually this song.

The two armies of the north and the south responded to each other, and more and more soldiers joined in, and the singing became louder and louder.

The military band of the Confederate army finally finished playing this piece - but before it was finished, the military band of the Northern army began to play, and it was a different piece.

The soldiers sang loudly, first north and then south, and soon the songs came together again.

Kwan Zhuofan debates the lyrics:

"There's a yellow rose in Texas, and how I long to see it.

No one has ever forgotten her, but they miss me half as much.

When I left, she was devastated, and it broke my heart.

Once I can find her, we'll never be separated again.

She is the most delicate flower in Texas,

Her eyes were like diamonds, as clear as dew.

You can talk about your Clementan, or you can sing praises to your Rosalie,

But the Texas yellow rose will always be my favorite.

When the south wind blows gently, the starry sky is bright and brilliant,

She wandered alone by the river on a summer night,

I know she still remembers when we met,

I made a promise never to leave her again.

Oh! Now I will find her, for my heart is full of sorrow.

We will play the joyful five-stringed piano and sing the beautiful songs of the old days.

The yellow rose of Texas will be with me forever. ”

The trickle in the depths of memory converged into a river, and soon surged into an unstoppable angry wave, breaking through the closed floodgate, and swept through Guan Zhuofan's mind. The love affair of youth is like a movie, and every scene is in my heart. What time is it? In a trance, he felt like he had crossed over again.

Except for a few of his most beloved women, his heart has been hard for a long time, otherwise, how can he survive and stand tall in the Blood Sea Power Bureau? But tonight, I was surprised that the soft flesh bud that was sleeping in the deepest part of my heart began to sprout.

He didn't dare to turn his head, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Wan'er beside him was already in tears.

Guan Zhuofan was shocked: she could understand some English.

The singing comes and goes, the south calls the north and the north, I'm afraid there are not tens of thousands of people? Guan Zhuofan thought: Is this really a group of people who want to fight to the death?

He looked up, and there was a faint glimmer of moonlight in the thick clouds, but the river on the ground was still as black as ink.

In any case, after dawn, the river will be dyed blood-red.

*(To be continued......)