The confluence of the Wusong River and the canal, the land camp of the Fu Han Army on the south bank of the river.

Protected by a series of barracks and military tents in the center of the Chinese army's big tent, Chen Ming, who was hanging on one arm, was carefully browsing the military reports and public information sent from all sides, as well as the secret letters from the secret camp.

Chen Ming was injured, and Chen Ming was finally injured. He was wounded in the arm by a military attache of the Qing army, who was a garrison officer who surrendered in the battle of the Qing army at the intersection of the Wusong River and the canal by the Fu Han army. After the surrender, Zhou Hu neatly twisted his braids, and as the highest-ranking person who voluntarily surrendered in this battle, he was brought to see Chen Ming along with several demoted officers who surrendered before and after the battle. Chen Ming didn't know that this guy was wrong, and the first time he saw Chen Hu, Chen Ming felt a burst of malice towards him. But Chen Ming didn't care, he didn't expect that Zhou Hu, who was very dissatisfied in his heart, would dare to assassinate him directly. The latter was taken off his waist knife before entering the big tent, but with his bare hands.

Chen Ming's contempt for the Manchu civil and military officials in his heart nearly cost him his life. In his heart, he had already put Zhou Hu into the cold palace, and he also classified Zhou Hu as a key surveillance target. But on the surface, he received the group of people very gently and approached to laugh with them. This gave Zhou Hu a chance to do it.

Chen Ming, who is not tall and not strong, is like an ordinary person, and he can't give people a sense of threat. Zhou Hu judged this way, although he didn't have a guy in his hand, he had practiced martial arts for many years, and his fists were extremely tough, and the trunks with thick arms could be easily discounted. When Chen Ming was two or three steps away from Zhou Hu, he suddenly felt a killing force approaching, and he hurriedly retreated. I saw Zhou Hu, who had been bending down to show his submission before, striding in front of him, raising his fist and smashing it towards Chen Ming's head.

Zhou Hu miscalculated, Chen Ming's physique didn't seem to be strong, but his strength was great, and his arms were reflexively on the façade. Zhou Hu's murderous fist was stunned and failed to smash it open in one fell swoop, and then the gunshots rang out, and Chen Dawei, who was standing on the side, urgently took out his handcuff and shot Zhou Hu to the heart, and then glared at Yu Cheng with a devouring gaze. Chen Ming's arm was in extreme pain, Zhou Hu's fist left a bruise mark on his forearm, and the doctor who came from the medical camp said that Chen Ming's bones were cracked - not broken or broken, that is, the bones were a little cracked. Then Chen Ming's arm was hoisted. This is still the biggest trauma and danger that Chen Ming has suffered since the Chen family started the army.

Zhou Hu's risky fight let Chen Ming know that the Manchu Qing Dynasty also had great loyalty, if Zhou Hu really killed Chen Ming in one fell swoop today, what the hell, this guy's reputation in the history books can definitely catch up with Yaoli, Zhuzhu, and Jing Ke, and the actual significance is better than Guo Xuan and Han Long. [Guo Yu assassinated Fei Yi. After Zhuge died, Shu was ruled by Jiang Wan, and after Jiang Wan was Fei Yi, and then Jiang Wei. Han Long assassinated the great leader of the Xianbei clan, Kebineng. The latter doesn't seem to be very famous, but in fact it unifies Xianbei and controls hundreds of thousands. Cao Wei Youzhou assassinated Wang Xiong sent Han Long to stab Kebineng to death, and replaced Kebineng's younger brother as the king of Xianbei. The Xianbei species are scattered, the strong are far away, and the weak are convinced. Cao Wei's frontiers were thus able to rest in peace. 】

"Xiao Jian? His surname was Fang, and his father's voyage died at the hands of the Manchu Qing Dynasty......"

Chen Ming's eyebrows were raised high, fortunately he didn't drink water in his mouth, otherwise he would have to squirt out, Xiao Jian, Fang Zhihang, what are you going to do? Is Brother Pig also going to intervene? "Does he have a sister?" Chen Liang raised Xiao Jian as the captain of the Second Special Branch Action Team of the Southern Bureau.

"The Metropolitan Governor also knows the reputation of Xiao Jian and Xiao Yan's brother and sister? It's a pity that Xiao Yan's heroine folded in Haining four years ago...... "Liu Wu, the director of the chamberlain, knows a lot of miscellaneous things. In the spring of this year, Xiao Jian was caught in the secret camp, and his life was reported to Chen Ming. It's just that Chen Ming didn't look at it.

Chen Ming's face was tangled, tangled and even a little distorted, is there really a Xiao Yan? Thankfully, he died. All that flashed in his mind now was Brother Pig, a divine drama is a divine drama, after so many years, the impression of a big-eyed chirping idiot and sharp is still remembered by Chen Ming. "Metropolitan Governor ......" Liu Wu's face was also strange. What's the matter? Do you have a bad impression of Xiao Jian? Is there a holiday......

"Alright. I wrote back to Chen Liang, and I approved this request. "In less than half a year after entering the dark camp, Xiao Jian used the nickname 'Broken Sword' to assassinate seven Manchu civil officials and three military attachés, and Chen Liang's evaluation of him was witty and courageous, trustworthy. Since he is a talent, this matter is decided.

Chen Ming is now in Suzhou, but his eyes can't just stare at the corner of Suzhou. "The Zheng brothers' fleet has gone north, good, good. As long as the foreign bandits are willing to work hard, the governor will not be able to treat them badly. "As the time of the Fujian Tiandihui uprising approaches, the actions on the sea will be launched, but the strength of the secret camp in the most important work target of the Fujian sea is limited in Zhang Qiu's hands, and now the Zheng brothers are willing to work hard, and money is a trivial matter.

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Guajingkou, the birthplace of the Wusong River, is also the intersection of Taihu Lake and Wusong River. The clouds of war shrouded this peaceful and peaceful water half a month ago, and the land of fish and rice in Taihu Lake became a no-man's land because of the war. The people of the villages along the north and south rivers have all fled their homes. However, the Qing army immediately filled the gap, and they set up a camp here and set up a water camp. A large number of guns and artillery of the Qing army gathered here, and Rong Bao put a hundred points of effort into this piece of projectile land, because the success or failure of his 'strategic plan' depends on whether the Qing army can hold Guajingkou.

Defending here, the surface fleet of the Fu Han army is the turtle in the urn, and if it can't hold here, the fleet of the Fu Han army is a dragon entering the sea.

In the night, with the flow of Taihu Lake, a small speedboat slowly approached the station of the Taihu Lake Naval Division. In the dim moonlight, the little clippers were so small, but what they were carrying now was so intense.

The garrison of the water camp was quite loose, and the guards on the two newly built watchtowers at the entrance of the station, with the greeting of a man on the small boat, no longer paid attention to the small boat. It was common for boats to come and go in the water camp, and the man on the bow was still an acquaintance.

The boat rowed silently to the mooring place of the warship.

"Brethren, let's go! After doing a good job in this deal, even if we go away, we will be able to eat, drink and enjoy comfortably in the future, and we will be able to live a good life for a lifetime. In the cabin, Lu Lun, who had already begun to undress, whispered to the five brothers behind him. His eyes were shining brightly, and his heart was always thinking about the promise to the secret camp, which was a full two thousand taels of silver, as long as he thought of the white silver, he felt that his whole body was filled with incomparably hot energy.

What's not worth taking this risk, but being happy for the rest of your life?

Yes, Lu Lun, the head of the Manchu Taihu Association, has already rebelled against the secret camp. Two thousand taels of silver, for a small foreign commissioner, it is a big wealth that cannot be saved in a lifetime, and Lu Lun is already thirty-five, no longer as naïve as ten years ago, and feels that with his own ability, he can get ahead in the future.

Lu Lun took a yellow gourd from the wall of the ship, and slowly a pot of wine was in it, and the other five people in the cabin, ten eyes were shining brightly, and the six people were two thousand taels of silver, even if Lu Lun took some more, each of them could always have two hundred taels of silver, this is two hundred taels of silver?

Ran to the field, changed his appearance, and had two hundred taels of silver, as long as he managed it carefully, it would also be a cannibal family.

The six of them, all dressed in fish skin and water, carried their own large packages, and quietly entered the water in the dark place at the stern of the boat without making a sound.

June is coming, midsummer has passed, and the water of Taihu Lake at night is still a little cold, but this bit of coldness is not a fart in front of two thousand taels of silver. The promise of the camp was a beacon erected high in the sky, guiding them towards their goal.

Lu Lun, who was born in the Taihu Lake Water Division, of course knew very well about the anchorage of warships, and the large package they brought was the explosives package taught to them by the secret camp, wrapped tightly in silk and oilcloth, soaked in water conservancy, and would not be in the way for an hour or two. The fuse of the explosive bag is an open flame type, the oil cloth is wrapped in the fire rope and extends outward, inserted into the bottom of a porcelain bottle, a piece of incense is fixed in the porcelain bottle, connected with the fire rope, and the incense head is lit to block the bottle stopper. The distance of the incense was enough for the six Lu Lun brothers to do everything, and then row out of the Taihu Lake Water Camp in Guajingkou. If only they were willing to leak themselves.

Lu Lun's target was the ten gunboats of the Taihu Naval Division, which were the ten largest warships of the Taihu Naval Division, and they could catch up with the large sampans of the Han Army in terms of size alone, but the ten gunboats of the Taihu Naval Division only carried one cannon, which was set up in the bow position. There were quite a few sailors on board, but except for the three gunners in the bow, all that remained were swords, muskets, bows and arrows, and rattan cards.

If the Fuhan Army's sailor battalion is killed in Taihu Lake, the combat power of the Taihu Lake Sailor Association will be completely unable to compete with it, and the Taihu Lake Sailor Association has withered in the two previous battles in the Wusong River, and now they can only defend Guajingkou to the death, and they have a glimmer of life.

Chen Ming had been stirring up in Suzhou for more than half a month, so naturally he would not watch the Qing soldiers 'stand by' in vain, so he asked the dark camp to select a few bold and fat people from among the informants, and drove them to attack the Taihu Lake Naval Division at night with heavy money and profits, and blew up the ten most threatening gunboats. This Lu Lun and the six people are the top seed players carefully selected by the dark camp, two thousand taels of silver, which is completely astronomical for them, the low-level green camp sailors who can't hold oil and water, and it is more than enough to buy their lives.

As soon as the news was communicated, Lu Lun immediately responded, took the 1,000 taels of silver given by the secret camp first, and selected the five most reliable and water-based people behind him from the dozen or so people under him. As soon as the news was revealed, everyone was willing to do the business. The silver of the white flowers has obliterated their eyes.

"Toot toot... The faint sound of nails ...... drowned out in the sound of 'swish' waterwaves, and large bags of oil paper and wax paper were nailed to the waterline of the battleship, and Lu Lun's small boat brought in six large packages, each package contained three explosives packages, in addition to the ten target warships, it could also deal with eight more.

One, two, three...... Nine, ten, eleven......

"Boom......" There was a slight sound of water waves, and a human head with a faint pale face emerged from the water, "Water monkey, okay?" Lu Lun was already trembling when he spoke.

The 'water monkey', who was busy, was startled at first, and then whispered back, "Okay. Just light the incense. ”

Late at night, the time has just come to the fourth watch, "boom, boom, boom ......" a series of loud noises woke up all the people in Guajingkou, especially the men and horses of the Taihu Lake Water Division, when the guards of the watchtower and the guards of the garrison climbed to the roof of the building in panic and ran to the port, they saw the original very imposing warship queue - the middle part - more than ten main warships are slowly sinking into the secluded Taihu Lake water.

The entire Guajingkou Qing army was shocked and frightened, and the people of the Han army were able to touch the water camp to start?? It's horrible. Something they simply can't think of.

The news spread that the dark camp in the Taihu Lake area was overjoyed, but he didn't expect it to be all successful in just one time, and immediately spent two thousand taels of silver to pay off Lu Lun's remaining account, and the extra one thousand taels were rewarded to him.

And on the second day of the sneak attack of the Taihu Lake Water Division, the Fu Han Army, which broke through the fourth underwater Great Wall, advanced by waterway, and rushed over with great momentum. fell in Rong Bao's eyes, and the explosion was indeed the handiwork of the Fu Han Army.

Anyway, the name of the dark camp of the Fu Han Army is spread all over the world, and the elite 'scouts' in the army are more victorious than the previous ones who did not receive them tomorrow night.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

On the battlefield of Guajingkou, the body of the iron green cannon glowed with a faint cold light, as if it could capture people's hearts, the hot cannonballs erupted thinly, and dazzling meteors slid by, accompanied by a deafening sound, there must be a stream of gunpowder smoke rising.

Gradually, the entire Guajingkou seemed to have been shrouded in smoke.

In July, the wind of Taihu Lake could not blow away the smoke in the sky, because as soon as the pieces of gunpowder smoke were swept away, another stream of gunpowder smoke had risen from the battlefield again.

"Boom, boom—"

"Boom, boom—"

The artillery of the Qing army also began to roar, but it was just a sound, and the range of the Qing army's cannon was significantly shorter than that of the five-jin cannon of the Fu Han army, and most of these cannons were cast by the Qing army in Suzhou. The artillery of the Qing army in Jiangnan was either lost in Nanjing and Zhenjiang, or it was left in Hangzhou, and Zhejiang was unwilling to send the artillery to Suzhou to defend the city.

The quality of these cannons cast by the Qing army in Suzhou is worse than that of Beijing, often one or two thousand catties of cannons, but the cannon only dares to be loaded with half a catty and eight taels, and it is a great thing that the cannon can fly two or three hundred meters away.

Don't say that compared with the five-catty cannon of the Fuhan Army, it is a three-catty cannon, and they are not opponents.

Besides, the current level and skills of the Fu Han Army are not comparable to the old-fashioned Suzhou Qing army gunners. Advanced aiming technology and thousands of artillery manipulations are the greatest capital of the artillery of the Fu Han Army in artillery battles. For example, a set of tangent rulers sent by the Hidden Battalion is a very useful technological innovation, which the Concealed Battalion inadvertently obtained from the gunner of an English armed merchant ship, a kind of aiming technology innovation that has been present in Europe for some time but has not yet become popular.

This sighting device is mounted on the tail of the gun, which is equipped with a spirit level and some scale divisions representing the elevation angle and firing range, which is installed in the middle of the barrel or the muzzle in conjunction with the front sight, and the tangent relationship in trigonometry can quickly determine the elevation angle of the shelling and the corresponding firing range. Chen Ming felt that this thing could be used on the musket after a slight improvement, anyway, all the numbers were there, and there was no need for the gunners and musketeers to learn it themselves. What he didn't know was that his 'feeling' was crooked, and this aiming technique was very close to the ruler used on modern rifles in later generations.

As long as the cannon is equipped with a detached sight and a tangential gauge, even if the gunner is obscured by the gunsmoke, he can continue to shoot according to the scale of the equipment. The gunpowder of the late eighteenth century was not the smokeless gunpowder of the future, not only the cannons, but also the muskets, and after a few rounds of fire, the gunners and musketeers were completely obscured by the smoke of gunpowder, although the smoke was white. So this sighting device, both for artillery and musketeers, is extremely useful.

The artillery fire of the Qing army in Guajingkou was completely suppressed by the artillery of the Fu Han army, Rong Bao's face became even paler, his lips were pursed, the monoculars held in his hand were almost deformed by his hand, the green tendons of both hands were exposed, and the joints were white bones.

In the telescope, he clearly saw the process of a cannon being blown away. The shell of the Fu Han army did not hit the artillery carriage with great accuracy, but the landing point corresponded. The jumping cannonballs smashed the wall in front of the gun carriage, and then hit the gun carriage with unabated momentum, and immediately smashed the heavy gun carriage to pieces, and the cracked wood shards killed and injured several surrounding gunners. The barrel of the general's cannon was tossed up by this blow, and then fell heavily in front of the remnants of the gun carriage......

"Hit, keep beating me—" Rong Bao roared in his heart, roaring angrily. He's going to despair.

"Boom, boom, boom—" another round of shelling came.

Whether the Qing army camp is a fence, a horse rejection, or a wall, as long as it is hit by a cannonball, it will all be torn apart.

"Boom-" A loud crash came from not far away from Shi Meng, and broken pieces of wood splattered in all directions. With the approach of the shield car to the Qing army camp, the artillery of the Qing army finally came to use.

In the scream, Shi Meng turned his head to look, but saw a phantom swaying in front of his forehead, with Shi Meng's reaction power was not at all able to dodge, and then he felt a heat on his forehead, and blood had already dripped to the corners of his eyes......

The soldiers around him were shocked, and hurriedly carried their shields and rushed to Shi Meng's side.

"It's fine!" Shi Meng wiped his forehead, small wounds, don't look at so much blood. "Go and tell the brethren to be careful, the cannons of the Tartars can call us." No matter how short the range of the cannon is, it will kill people if it hits. In this attack, Chen Ming took the tank battalion as the vanguard, cooperated with a musket battalion, and threw into the two main battalion leaders at once. As the commander of the tank battalion, how could Shi Meng go down the line because of this small injury on his forehead.

"Push, keep pushing hard." Shi Meng turned around and yelled at the prisoners pushing the shield cart in front of him. These prisoners of war were all captured in the previous battles along the Wusong River, and now they are being used to push shield carts.

The poorly made shield cart, with bags of heavy soil and sand, drove on the dirt road in front of the Qing army barracks, which was really not as convenient as pushing a tricycle in the 21st century. Ten prisoners of war exerted their strength to feed, but they could only push the shield cart away as slowly as a snail. (To be continued.) )