The spitting white smoke train roared towards the north, and the stuffy tank carriages were crowded with warriors from the south. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Platoon commander, this time I'm going north for the Northern Expedition."

A soldier sitting in a dimly lit corner of the carriage, shaking his body jolted, asked.

Two years ago, Xiang Silu was still in the Three Gorges relying on the slender man to eat in the robe, originally he thought that he would take dozens of slender men to Wuhan to join the army, how could he be mixed with an official and a half-job. But who would have thought that the righteous army was no better than the Qing army - even if they brought 200 people to join the army, they would not be officials, but only big soldiers.

If you want to become an officer, you can, as long as you are admitted to the martial arts hall and graduate from school in one year, you will be a warrant officer, what a warrant officer is, people who have never been a soldier don't know, but it is also from the grade of the ninth grade.

As long as you become a warrant officer, you become an officer.

Once upon a time, Xiang Silu also fantasized about becoming an officer, and he also bit his pen and studied hard, but in the end, after failing the exam twice, he chose to give up.

Lao Tzu is the one who wants to be a sergeant major!

After discovering that he could not be an officer, Xiang Silu shifted his target to the sergeant major - although he was not an officer, he had a very high status in the army and a high income.

However, it is not easy to become a sergeant major. But at least Xiang Silu saw hope.

Tian Chengliang, who had just graduated from the military academy for only a few months, looked at Xiang Silu with calm eyes, smiled at him, and showed a look that had nothing to say.

"It's definitely going to be a Northern Expedition!"

Xiang Silu said affirmatively.

"The emperor has ascended the throne, we have to go north to defeat the Jingshi, and then knock down the Forbidden City of the Manchurians, so that the emperor can sit in his Jinluan Palace."

No one here pursued his disrespectful tone, if the company commander was here, he would definitely give him a big slap, but Tian Chengliang, who was the platoon commander, chose to turn a blind eye.

"Platoon commander, did you say that the foreign spear team of the Tartars has been harmed?"

Xiang Silu asked again.

"I don't know!"

Tian Chengliang replied calmly, and said with a smile that he had nothing to say.

In order to let the car see a little light, the door of the carriage was opened a thin slit, from which he looked out, along the line is the dry land in the north, the land of Henan flashed in the crack of the door, and in the fields illuminated by the setting sun, the figures of farmers at work appeared.

The plan of the year lies in the spring, and now is the time to do farm work.

Looking at the people outside the carriage, Tian Chengliang's expression seemed extremely calm, and he would never forget the words of the instructor in the lecture hall.

"War is a paradise for soldiers, but it is a hell for the people."

Maybe military merit is glorious, but if the war takes place in one's own land, behind the glory is the suffering of the people!

Yes!

Only by letting the war take place on the soil of another country. That kind of victory is glorious.

Fight this battle!

It is estimated that if you want to fight again, you will go to someone else's territory......

That night, the train arrived in Zheng County, and after two days and nights of bumping trains, the exhausted warriors finally breathed a sigh of relief, and they were about to stand up, and then jumped out of the train, just as they were moving with their bodies on the platform. The herald from the battalion headquarters ran over.

"No need to get off, get up, get up. Get started right away! ”

The soldiers, who had long been accustomed to orders, hurriedly climbed into the original carriage again, and then talked nonsense.

"Where are you going to take us?"

"That's it, didn't you say that the railway only went to Zheng County?"

Amid the shrill whistle, the long military train, once again loaded with a regiment of troops, continued to move, heading north.

Dozens of minutes later, through the crack in the door, Tian Chengliang saw the train passing over a railway bridge, and below the bridge was an extremely wide river, the river water was muddy, and the river water was as muddy as mud.

"It's the Yellow River!"

Tian Chengliang looked at the big river outside the carriage in surprise.

I don't know when the Yellow River Bridge has been repaired, the reason why this railway bridge has been repaired so quickly is entirely because several engineering regiments have been working day and night, and finally a few days ago, this railway bridge was repaired, and hundreds of kilometers of railways in the north have been built into Hebei.

"I really didn't expect the railway to be built so quickly."

With his back against the iron door of the carriage, Tian Chengliang sat cross-legged, he took out his notebook from his jacket pocket, his body shook with the train, and then began to write today's diary by the light of the horse lamp in the carriage. This is a habit he developed when he was lecturing in the martial arts, even if he was busy, he never stopped writing a diary, and the army taught him to abide by the rules of life, which helped him develop a lot of habits that he did not have in the past.

After he finished his diary, he raised his head and looked around the carriage. All the soldiers were napping, and most of them, except for a few veterans, were new recruits who were about to enter the war.

Northern expedition!

It will be the last battle for this country!

Thinking of the upcoming war, Tian Chengliang felt an inexplicable restlessness.

Why is this happening?

Is it fear?

How is this possible?

When this idea came to him, Tian Chengliang suddenly wanted to fight a vicious battle, and he even made up his mind that after he arrived at the front line this time, he would definitely charge into battle, cut and kill, and do it happily.

We must not be like this, cranky and restless.

Thinking of this, he even felt a fever on his face, always feeling restless and ashamed of himself.

"Gotta do a good job!"

Thinking so in his heart, Tian Chengliang felt that his heart was beating violently, and the whole person was very excited. His hand clutched the saber tightly.

"Ka!"

Half-drawing the saber, his thumb caressing the blade, he could still make out the four words on it despite his eyes closed.

"Success!"

These are the four characters on the sword of an officer of the Han army, either succeed or become benevolent, and there is no other way. The saber was sheathed, and he sat and fell asleep with his saber in his arms closed, like a soldier holding a rifle.

Because it was an improvised railway, the speed of the train was not fast, and they ushered in a new day in the carriage, Xiang Silu curled up and slept in the corner of the carriage, and he woke up from his sleep when the morning sun shone on his face through the crack in the door. When I stood up and stretched, I felt my bones ringing, and then I let out a long yawn.

"This sleep...... What a hell of a sin! If only I could take a hot bath at this time. How happy that would be! ”

Isn't!

As soon as Xiang Silu said this, he said what was in the hearts of the soldiers in the carriage, which was also their common wish, but they just smiled. Not to mention taking a bath, they haven't washed their faces for four or five days.

"Squad leader, I don't want to take a bath, now I just want to poop comfortably."

It was Ma Fucai who spoke, this first-class soldier had just served a few years ago, and indeed, since they crossed the river and got on the train, they didn't even have a chance to go to the toilet. Naturally, there is no toilet in the stuffy tank car, and the parking time at each station is very short, and the big guy has suffered a lot in the past few days.

"Fuck, don't complain, complain about a ball, if you walk thousands of miles in the past, you won't be fucking tired, and you'll take a shower and shit, maybe you'll turn into shit when you stand on your own......"

Speaking is a squad leader, he is the oldest veteran among these people, according to his own words, he crawled out of the pile of dead people in Huangzhou back then, in other words, he is "Conglong Laochen", of course, there is no such word now.

"One by one, they don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings."

When he scolded like this, let alone an ordinary soldier, even Tian Chengliang, who was the platoon commander, was dumbfounded, and he didn't even dare to come out with an atmosphere.

"The old squad leader is right, let's be virtuous one by one. One by one, we are in the blessing and do not know the blessing, let's sit in the car, it is better than using two foot boards, throw off the hoof clamp and walk there strongly, take a bath, uncle, isn't it just to say, and when the capital is laid, we will go to the Manchurian bathhouse to take a bath, and let those Manchurians wait for us on the side. ”

Xiang Silu's face changed quickly, almost beyond everyone's expectations, but the big guy just laughed. Everyone knows that in this platoon, it is the platoon leader, and when he sees Ma Fucai, he has to be called "old squad leader".

If the old squad leader complained about him because of this and gave him a small shoe, maybe his dream of being a sergeant major would be shattered.

"You kid is just a mouth, you can't just rely on your mouth on the battlefield!"

Ma Fucai patted the rifle in his arms.

"When you get to the battlefield, you have to rely on this thing."

Looking at the soldiers around him, he has been on the battlefield several times, and he can be regarded as a battle-hardened Ma Fucai. Lesson.

"Don't listen to other people's nonsense, say what artillery bombardment, infantry rush, tell you, when you get to the battlefield, the artillery may not be used at the top, or the guy in your hand. Aim and kill one with one shot, and then, holding down your waist, just rush, rush up, see the truth under the bayonet, in China can stop the bayonet charge of our rebels, and still stay in the mother's womb. ”

"Now it's all called Han Jun."

Xiang Silu muttered quietly in his heart, but he said:

"It's still the old squad leader who is right, when the time comes, let's throw off our arms and stab them with bayonets, one left and one right, and even his mother won't recognize them......"

Regarding the words of the old squad leader, Tian Chengliang, who is the platoon leader, just smiled noncommittally, and he neither objected to nor agreed with this point of view. After all, the power of artillery today is far greater than in the past. Even a grenade is more powerful than a 12-pound shell in the past.

The times are advancing, and weapons are also improving, looking at Ma Fucai, who is over forty years old, although he respects this veteran, but, in Tian Chengliang's view, this veteran has fallen behind the times, maybe he was still in the era of queuing guns last night. Who makes this a time of change?

The tactics of the army should indeed have changed, and now compared with the Napoleonic era, there are trains, telegraphs, breech guns, and breech guns, but the tactics of the armies of various countries are still stuck in the Napoleonic period, which is obviously not suitable for the development of the times.

Thinking of the lecture hall, on the training ground, the exploration of various tactics, there, the instructor asked everyone to conduct tactical exploration, isn't all this just to adapt to the changes of the times?

"Maybe it's just a big exercise."

Suddenly, this thought popped up in Tian Chengliang's heart.

As an officer, he was well aware of the gap between the armies of the great powers and the Han army, after the Crimean War, countries have switched to Mini rifled guns instead of smoothbore guns, but the Han army has entered the era of breech guns, compared to front-loading rifled guns, Han rifles have a faster rate of fire, higher accuracy, and longer range. There were also breech-loading rifled guns with new types of explosives.

"We can bombard the enemy's front from a distance of a thousand meters."

Breech-loading rifled guns and rear-loading rifled guns are the biggest advantages of the Han army, and the weapons have a longer range and higher accuracy. Moreover, compared with the Manchu Qing foreign gun team, the Han army not only had the advantage of weapons, but also was more well-trained, so there could not be much suspense in the battle in this situation.

Since there is no suspense, it is very likely that this Northern Expedition will be a large-scale military exercise. On the Great Plain of North China, the army experimented with the latest military tactics and tested the effectiveness of those tactics through war.

"Looks like it must be!"

Thinking about it this way, Tian Chengliang has some gains and losses.

Because he hoped to be able to do a good job in the next battle, it seems that now it is very likely that this is just a large-scale live exercise, just to test military tactics.

"Just check yourself."

Thinking so in his heart, Tian Chengliang took out his notebook again, turned dozens of pages forward, and saw some topographic maps he had drawn with a pencil, which were his graduation assignments in the lecture hall - a platoon tactical attack, which was different from a platoon attack, it was a sparse skirmisher line attack.

"Maybe we can try it out."

He thought so in his heart, the pencil in his hand kept scratching and writing in his notebook, and he was thinking in his mind about how to perfect this company and platoon tactic.

Unconsciously, the train stopped, and when the train stopped, Tian Chengliang was still immersed in the map operation, until a shrill whistle woke him up, and he looked outside in astonishment, only then did he notice that the train had stopped.

"Get off, get off, get off!"

Orders rang out from outside the carriage, and from the crack in the door, you could see that this was not a train station.

Although it was not a carriage, the soldiers, accustomed to orders, obeyed the order and jumped out of the train, and after jumping off the train, they found themselves in a field, and the field was full of tents, and tents were scattered in the field.

The artillery wagons were one after the other, and as far as the eye could see, there were troops, and every soldier who got out of the carts was stunned by the spectacle they saw.

"Oh my God, this, how many people have to be here!"

Lifting down his military hat, even Ma Fucai, who had seen the world, was stunned by the huge military camp in front of him.

"At least, there must be at least tens of thousands!"

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The Northern Expedition ...... Finally, the day has come, how to go on the Northern Expedition? Well, that's a problem!