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"Boom, ......boom, boom, boom," the cannon roared on the Wusong River.

The vanguard fleet of the Fu Han Army, with the cooperation of the infantry cavalry on the left and right banks, swept away the useless efforts of the Qing army on the Wusong River again and again. Whether it is the wooden row of hidden piles, or the chain of the Hengjiang River, or the fireboats, they are all gently stabbed open like tissue paper. This is not only because of the emptiness of the Qing army's forces in the Wusong River area, but also because of the absolute strength of the infantry cavalry of the Fu Han Army on both sides of the narrow Wusong River. They used their strong combat power to break through the ambushes and blockades of the Qing army again and again, and the warships of the naval division battalion only needed to face the threat from the upper reaches of the river, which was too easy.

When the fireships that came along the water were far away from the top rods installed on the bow of the warships of the Fu Han Army, when the cannons placed on the bow of the warships of the Fu Han Army were aimed at the front and kept bombarding, everything became simple. The number of cannons in the vanguard fleet of the naval division of the Fuhan army is not much, but the Wusong River is narrower, and the Taihu Lake Auxiliary Water Division of the Qing army will deliver food when they come, and they will never show their heads again after only two engagements.

At the same time, the Qing army fought Wuxi on the way back to Suzhou, outside a small town.

In a paddy field, a large group of green battalion soldiers and more than a dozen flag soldiers rushed forward while firing guns.

Many of them have already thrown away the 10-pound shotgun, and if the shotgun that has been fired once is reloaded, then the green battalion soldier will not have to chase it. The spearmen held their waist knives and shouted at the two Fu Han scouts fleeing in front of them. Just now, these two thieves fired a shot at Fu Dutong's boat, killing Fu Dutong's entourage. Fu Liang was furious, because the entourage was standing in front of him, and Fu Liang had enough reason to believe that this spear thief was going to beat him. I blocked the gun for myself.

Feuerle was ordered to take a dozen of his banner soldiers and this group of captured green battalion soldiers to pursue the two Fu Han soldiers, who were Fu Liang's Goshha. Now there are few people in the Qing army who don't know that the Fu Han army has a sharp weapon called 'rifle', which can kill people from a distance of a few hundred meters, but it is too complicated to load ammunition. Fu Liang's death was properly shot back and forth.

Because he felt that after the rifle on the opposite side had been shot, it was impossible to reload it so quickly, and the Qing army chased up and down very vigorously and unscrupulously.

At the other end of the paddy field, Chen Zhongxiao gasped lightly and said to his lookout: "Can you still hold on?" Otherwise, it's okay to run slower......" This time his sniping action against Fu Liang was just a casual snipe, who let Fu Hao appear in front of him alive. Through the window of the cabin, Fu Liang's figure Chen Zhongxiao could see clearly. There were one flag soldier after another wearing cotton armor standing on the boat, and you didn't need to ask to know that this was a member of the Eight Banners. Then Chen Zhongxiao fired a shot, but unfortunately missed......

What is more unfortunate is that Chen Zhongxiao's sniper this time was close to assassination, because it was a casual action, he did not arrange for manpower to respond outside, so he was chased by the Qing soldiers very embarrassed. However, Chen Zhongxiao is also used to being chased. Every sniper of the Fu Han Army survived in this way, because their range of activities and laws were not all dependent on the large army. Although Chen Zhongxiao is the cousin of Chen Zhongda, the number one person in the sniper unit, even Chen Zhongda's value lies in the kills on the battlefield, and Chen Zhongxiao is even more so. It is also common to be chased by Qing soldiers after winning or not.

After the Qing army retreated from Wuxi, it was entangled by the snipers and scouts released by Wei Xiuzhi. There were constant attacks along the way, and the Qing army only retreated to Suzhou. If it weren't for Fu Liang's 'frightened' this time, it would be impossible to send one or two hundred people to chase the two Fu Han troops.

This action of the Qing army soon attracted the attention of the scouts and snipers of the surrounding Fu Han army, Chen Zhongxiao led the pursuers behind him to run in the paddy fields that were difficult to move quickly, and it didn't take long for him to see a branch on the ridge in front of him that was pressed by mud, and the branch was still wearing two leaves, which was the mark of today's sniper team.

Just where Chen Zhongxiao couldn't see, a scout was lying in the paddy field, looking at the sniper next to him who was covered in mud and water, this person had been aiming at the gun for a while, and he never fired, which made the scout breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that the sniper is also a human. If you can kill the enemy 300 meters away with a single shot, and there is a hidden enemy, it will be too powerful.

Snipers are the elite of the elite even in the Fu Han army. Scouts are such 'ordinary' elites, and they are very unusual to the capital. Today, it is rare for the two sides to cooperate in combat.

Just as the Scout was slacking off, "Bang! The gun went off, and a flag soldier fell into the paddy field from afar, and the sniper chuckled: "Look, this is not a hit." "In terms of hand-to-hand combat, snipers are not necessarily better than scouts, but in terms of marksmanship alone, even if they are equipped with rifles, snipers are also confident in teaching scouts to be new people.

The scout beside the sniper was stunned, his eyes looked at the group of pursuers, and the blank look on his face quickly faded, revealing a bright smile. The sniper unit is absolutely their own people, and the better their skills, the happier they are.

Now that someone has come to 'get the door to the point', several snipers in ambush around have fired bullets one after another. Some of them killed the flag soldiers, and some of them killed the officers of the green battalion in front, but they did not fail.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The rhythmic gunshots rang out, and the super high hits of almost one shot at a time, and the impact of the green battalion soldiers and flag soldiers stopped.

The sniper who fired the first shot reloaded his treasure with a sophisticated and pure method, which took a long time. He ignored the green battalion soldiers who were walking in front, and only focused on taking care of the flag soldiers behind. Three shots were fired, killing two and wounding one. The gun doesn't miss, and God really arrives home.

A quarter of an hour had passed, and the Green Battalion and the Flag Soldiers were completely lying in the paddy fields. The bullets fired from this side killed and injured only a small part of their total number, and the casualties of the team of more than 100 people were only 10%, but the morale of the Qing army had been exhausted and could no longer be raised.

It was also coiled about fifty zhang away from the position. More than 100 green battalion soldiers have already lost more than 10 of them, and half of the flag soldiers have fallen even dead and wounded. A dozen panicked Green Battalion soldiers turned around and tried to run back, but Firle, who was walking behind, immediately shot and killed one of the routs who rushed to the front with his handcuffs, so the dozen or so Green Battalion soldiers turned around and returned to the large army in front of them like a trick......

Fauerle was very depressed, and before he could see the enemy, he had already suffered heavy casualties. Goshha, who came with him, was half dead and wounded. Even if you go back alive now, you will be unlucky. Although he killed an escaped green battalion, his brain did not break down after all, and he finally made a wise choice.

"Retreat, let's go back." Feuerle shouted at the green battalion soldiers lying on their stomachs. He wanted the Green Battalion soldiers to get up first, Goshha had died enough, and there couldn't be any more, and the Green Battalion got up first, wouldn't they have cover.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The gunshots continued to sound in fragments, and the shotguns in the hands of the Qing army also rang out one after another. As Feuerle thought, as soon as the green battalion soldiers heard the order to retreat, they all came to their senses. The shotgun in his hand crackled and fired, and then he swarmed up and fled. There is a difference between the sound of a rifled gun and a front-loading smoothbore gun, the latter is a headless fly, set up indiscriminately, and the former is the Hades sticker that asks for his life, and a single sound may take a human life.

The leader of this team of green battalion soldiers is a thousand general, and when he was about to kick the ass of the green battalion soldier who squeezed him away and was busy 'turning backwards', he unexpectedly slipped under his feet, and his body was about to fall down when he was crooked. Mr. Qian touched it with his hand, and what he touched was a broken ear, and the slices of meat were still hanging on it, and it hurt to drill his heart, and his hands were full of blood.

Feuerle looked down on the yelling Mr. Qian very much, and Feuerle, who was upset because of the excessive number of casualties of the flag soldiers, half-raised his head and scolded at Mr. Qian, so, "Bang! A gunshot rang out, and Feuerle's shouting came to an end. His head blossomed.

The sniper in the distance had a smile on his face, and the scout next to him was smiling.

"Let go of me, let go of me. I'll walk ...... myself."

Chen Zhongxiao returned to the nearest camp, the courtyard of the owner's house in a small village without ordinary people. Before I entered the courtyard gate, I heard a shouting from inside, not an adult's voice, a small boy, a male duck voice, still in the voice change period.

"Why did you catch a boy and a half?"

"I caught it when I touched the camp. This kid is an apprentice in a pharmacy, and Lao Wu still wants to catch a doctor, but he really doesn't have a chance. I caught this kid back. Aren't we going to come out without a hygienist, this kid has a bit of ink in the pharmacy......"

As he spoke, Chen Zhongxiao had already walked into the hall, and at a glance he saw the male duck who was tied to the chair, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child. Not only was he not afraid, but he kept shouting to let him go. The person sitting on the stool next to the chair was not Lao Wu, looking at the kid smiling, it was obviously him who was amusing and having fun, no wonder he didn't stop his mouth.

Wang Zhizheng could feel the unusualness of Chen Zhongxiao's status, he stared at Chen Zhongxiao with wide eyes, and the shouting in his mouth was three points louder. When the army returned to Suzhou from Wuxi, Wang Zhizheng thought that he would never have contact with the war again in the future, but he knew that he would become a prisoner of the Fu Han army in a blink of an eye, and it seemed that the Fu Han army was still ready to let him go.

This cruel reality is too cruel and cruel for a fifteen-year-old child. The huge contrast made Wang Zhizheng forget his fear, and only anger remained. Because he knows that the news of his 'disappearance' will definitely be known by the government, then he has a black background in the government - if he dies, then it doesn't matter whether it is black or not. My own affairs shouldn't have affected my parents, but my parents didn't know that they had come to the battlefield with the apprentice of Mr. in the pharmacy, and if the news of his disappearance when he was in the camp of the Fu Han Army suddenly reached the ears of his parents......

Wang Zhizheng was furious. It is unfilial piety to let parents worry about themselves. Especially since his mother is still sick!

"Boy, what's wrong with us recovering the Han Army? Sending you to the medical camp, to say a month or two, is it not much better than mixing in the pharmacy? And you can learn real skills. The doctors in this medical battalion are all famous doctors with real skills [caught by the Fu Han Army], and the knife and gun wounds on the battlefield are much more serious than the headache and fever you see in the pharmacy. You studied in the medical camp for a year or two, which is more useful than the ten years you studied in a small pharmacy in Suzhou. ”

"Inappropriate. I just don't deserve to return to the Han army. If you hadn't hit Jiangnan, my family wouldn't have been in Suzhou at all, my sister's marriage wouldn't have been delayed, and my mother wouldn't have been sick......"

Wang Zhizheng's eyes were full of hatred. But Lao Wu opposite him didn't care at all, "So I went before I came to your house." Then I'll tell you why our Fu Han army came to the south of the Yangtze River. ”

Lao Wu first grabbed the pigtail braid on the back of Wang Zhizheng's head, "Let me tell you, our Fu Han army must first be dressed in Huaxia, this kind of pig's tail braid, everyone has to cut it." Lao Wu took out the dagger on his waist and cut off Wang Zhizheng's braid with a single stroke. The latter was stupid, watching his braids being thrown out of the door by Lao Wu far away, as if he didn't react, the whole person was wooden.

"You, how can you cut my braids......" The hatred on Wang Zhizheng's face collapsed, replaced by a slow shock and anger, just like his emotions at the moment. Even the hatred was forgotten at this moment, and look at how powerful the impact was.

"Why can't you cut it? We Huaxia, we Han people, since thousands of years ago, men have not kept this kind of pigtail braid. This Manchu Tatar thing, this is the symbol of Hulu. It's a man, it's time to cut this thing.

You have also spent a few years of reading, and you know that 'China has great etiquette, so it is called Xia; There is the beauty of the uniform, and it is called the flower', right?

What is Etiquette? What is a uniform?

What you're wearing now, what's hanging behind your head, is it China? ”

"I haven't read any books, and I can't recognize many big characters, but I learned this after joining the team. You kid has read a book, you come to tell me, what do you readers think of this pigtail braid? Is it the same as that money or something, and you feel an itchy scalp? ”

Lao Wu's question, if he is taken outside, he will definitely be sprayed by the entire Shilin as 'not worth it', but Wang Zhizheng is only a fifteen-year-old child. He has studied the Four Books and the Five Classics, but he has not yet achieved fame, so you can't think that he can really speak eloquently after reading books.

"Master Confucius has said, 'Micro Tube Zhong, I have already put on my hair and left it!' , it can be seen that the old master also attaches great importance to Huayi's defense. Aren't you scholars all worship Old Master Confucius and pay attention to respecting teachers? Why is it that some of the old master's words are counted now, and some are not counted? ”

"Boy, let me tell you, regardless of whether the Manchu Tartar is orthodox in your eyes, it will always be the Yi tribe in the eyes of our Fu Han army. As long as there is a pig's tail hanging from the back of the head, as long as millions of Eight Banners lie on us to suck blood and eat meat, high above, it is the Yi tribe. ”

"Our Fu Han army is going to fight Jiangnan. If Jiangnan is destroyed, it will be easier for us to overthrow the Tartars. (To be continued.) )