Therefore, Li Bingheng is now taking care of himself while protecting the Ludong Peninsula, how can he take the initiative to flow into the muddy waters of the dead land of southern Liaoning and find himself uncomfortable?

Without Li Hongzhang and Gong Zhaoxi, the big butler of Lushun logistics, Li Bingheng will not get involved if he lets go again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Zikang is only a nominal military president, and he is not in charge of logistics at all.

And even in military affairs, it is estimated that no one will buy his account.

The current Lushun is actually a wild child who doesn't care about it, left to fend for himself.

It won't be long before the southern coast of Liaoning will be frozen, and the Japanese fleet will probably try to patrol and blockade it.

Although Xu Bangdao didn't know how much surplus grain Huang Shilin had in their hands, Lian Shun still knew it. - Eat for another month at most.

At that time, the hungry soldiers—

Xu Bangdao's heart shuddered heavily, and he decided not to think about this too terrible thing, but continued to think about He Changying's insufficient troops.

Anyway, He Changying will never starve him Gong Weijun, right?

Wu Weiyang's troops are now stepping up the construction of defensive positions on the front line of Tuchengzi, Erlong Mountain, Dongjiguan Mountain, Dapo Mountain, and Xiaopo Mountain.

Behind this front, over a few more hills, or walking more than ten miles, is the Port of Arthur.

If there was no factor of the Japanese fleet returning to Dalian Bay and shelling Nanguanling, He Changying could have transferred Wu Weiyang's 4,000 Sheng troops to garrison.

However, the cruel reality can only make He Changying choose to build a defensive position on the front line of Tuchengzi in advance.

In the unlikely event of the rout of Nanguanling, tens of thousands of Japanese troops would take advantage of the victory and chase after them, causing the terrible consequences of the collapse of the entire line.

Thinking of this, although Xu Bangdao was also a little distressed about the casualties of the Gong Guards in the past few days, he still took the initiative to ask for help and said: "He Dutong, why don't we defend the southern front by our Gong Guards?" ”

He Changying was slightly stunned, and then her heart was full of gratitude.

In times of national calamity, even in the darkest moments, some people choose to escape, some people look on coldly, and some people even fall into the well for their own selfish interests.

But there are always people who are different.

It is these people who support the iron backbone of this nation that cannot be bent or crushed.

"Okay, there is Lao Xu Junmen;"

He Changying said this word of gratitude to Xu Bangdao, and then slowly looked around at the group of officers around him, and said solemnly: "From North Korea to southern Liaoning, our anti-Japanese army has won battles all the way and eliminated thousands of enemies, which is a well-deserved pride of you and me!" ”

All the officers of the anti-Japanese army, including the soldiers who were on guard around them, unconsciously straightened their backs.

"However, these victories are often fought with the help of the right time and place, and on the road of growth of an iron army, there can not help but have 'clever battles', and there are also tough battles and evil battles won by the brave who meet on the narrow road! A division of wolves and tigers, and even a nation, can only go to his glory after being tempered by blood and fire! ”

Xujiashan artillery position.

Oyama Rock, Mountain Genji, Oji Yasumi, Nogi Noshinori -

A group of generals of the Second Army stood on the top of Xujia Mountain, looking at Nanguanling, five miles away.

The sky is blue and bright, and it is very suitable for distant viewing.

All the generals can clearly see that on the undulating hills of Nanguanling, which are nearly three miles wide, a breastwork wall like a winding dragon is piled up along the ridge with frozen soil and masonry.

The wide post road in the middle and the valleys on both sides are built with bricks and stones to build a closed wall with a length of forty or fifty meters and a height of more than three meters.

"An earthen wall wants to be able to resist the iron hooves of the Imperial Army, these Qing troops are really naïve and stupid!"

Major General Nogi Noshinori, commander of the 1st Infantry Brigade in Tokyo, just raised the telescope and glanced at it with disdain, then put down the telescope and smiled dumbly.

The tone was full of contempt.

"You stupid pig, who is naïve and stupid, just a wall of dirt? You are so stupid, how can I trust you to waste the warriors of the empire! ”

Dashan Yanqi yelled: "These damn navy! has the strength to bombard Jinzhou City, why don't you level Nanguanling for me? ”

Being scolded so badly by Dashan Yan, Nogi Noshinori didn't dare to refute, and he also knew that since the commander scolded him so badly, he must have his reasons.

So Nogi Noshinori said "hi" honestly, raised the telescope again, adjusted the focus, and carefully observed the long line of defense again.

"That's not right!"

Under Nogi Noshinori's careful observation, he soon saw more details, and then the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and he gasped.

It turned out that the Qing army's defense line was much more than a breastwork.

Under the hillside in front of the breastwork, every dozen meters away, a belt of forked wooden horse-blocking stakes was erected, which slowed down the impact of the Imperial infantry and prevented the local breakthrough of the Imperial cavalry.

Behind the breastwork, the Qing army also built numerous staggered belts of horse-resisting piles, which divided the back of the breastwork into separate areas.

And behind the labyrinth built by these horse-repellent piles, there is actually a slightly lower breastwork parallel to the front breastwork.

In this way, even if the Imperial soldiers made a breakthrough in a certain section, it would be difficult to quickly increase the results in a short period of time.

The Qing army behind the second breastwork can immediately concentrate a large number of superior forces to encircle and annihilate the imperial soldiers trapped in the position of rejecting horses.

"These Qing troops are really very cunning!"

Nogi Noshinori looked at the dense horse rejection stakes, and he felt a headache.

He suddenly vaguely realized in his heart that this crushing battle, which should have been very simple, did not seem to be so easy.

"Nogi, tomorrow your troops will use two brigades to carry out a tentative attack; In Imatsu, you have an artillery squadron to assist. ”

Oyama Iwa is really depressed, isn't it the damn Combined Fleet that has flattened the city of Jinshu and almost wiped out its own Tokyo First Engineer Brigade, how can the Second Army be so troublesome now?

Jinmen, the yamen of the governor's mansion of Zhili.

Li Hongzhang stood in the courtyard of the lobby, looking at a plum tree, silent for a long time.

More than ten years have passed, and the small sapling has begun to show its extraordinary grandeur and full of flowers and bones.

This winter, I won't be able to appreciate this plum blossom.

I won't be able to appreciate it in the future.

The clerks and assistants in the courtyard, Goshha, all stood quietly and respectfully on the eaves, not daring to make a sound.

I don't know how to make a sound.

"Nak."

Zhang Peilun stood by Li Hongzhang's side worriedly, according to his information, the new governor of Zhili, Liu Kunyi, was on his way to Jinmen, and he would arrive at the governor's yamen at any time.

Yesterday, the family had cleaned up their things, left the governor's yamen in advance, and stayed temporarily in the house next to the Chaoyin Temple, just waiting for the father-in-law to pass, and the whole family returned to Feixi.

"Got it."

Li Hongzhang looked around the governor's yamen expressionlessly, and then got into the carriage.

The horse's hooves clicked, and then he walked out of the governor's yamen.

"Bell, bell—"

With the sound of the gong to warn the opening of the road, a long team of unfinished convoys came from the side of the King Kong Bridge, with tall horses, mighty soldiers, and pennants covering the sky and the sun.

The car of Liu Kunyi, the new governor of Zhili, finally arrived.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The Governor's yamen roared with a cannon salute to welcome the arrival of its new master.

An era,

It's over!