Bang bang bang bang...... A continuous muffled sound suddenly sounded from the dark shadows, puffs of white smoke rose up, and then, a strange howl like a terrible wolf howl made people palpitate from far and near, from high in the sky to the ground. 【Reading.com】

The sentry raised his head a little dazedly, but his vision was obscured by the straw on the top of the sentry tower, and at that moment the sentry officer's ears suddenly heard a thrilling explosion, which exploded right around him, and the wooden fence of the camp under the sentry tower seemed to make an invisible giant take a big bell and roar viciously, and smashed it down with all his might, so that the thick fences were as fragile as wheat stalks that could be easily broken by the wind, and they were torn to pieces, and then splashed around.

The powerful shock air even blew the sentinel's unfastened hat into the air, and then, blown higher by the whistling wind that swept from the north, and then, like a butterfly with its wings broken, flipped and slowly fell to the ground.

At half past four in the morning, this is the time when people sleep most soundly, and it is also the time when people's vigilance is at its lowest, and in the barracks, except for the sentry officer who has just gotten up to inspect the sentry post, and the two sentries who were woken up by him, almost all of them are still sleeping in the warm bed, sleeping in sweet dreams.

However, the sudden, violent explosion, like a thunderclap in the sky, shook everyone's eardrums, tore their sweet dreams, woke up, and when they looked around blankly, a deafening explosion sounded again, reminding them that this was not a dream.

There was a sudden chaos in the barracks, and many soldiers rushed out of the camp tent directly, and they couldn't help but shiver when they were stirred by the cold cold wind that made the camp tent. Mortar shells, from far and near, wreaked havoc in the barracks, and nothing could stop them from moving forward, as if there was a group of stealth giants who were extremely tall and powerful to the extreme, taking their heavy and terrible steps, and each step would trample a terrible hole, and countless things would crumble, splash, crush, and ravage everything around them under the weight of its immeasurable weight, whether it was a tent or a flagpole, whether it was an armored or unarmored human body.

Panic and the fear of death spread wildly in the barracks, and the rounds of frenzied artillery fire, as if there was never an end to the frenzied fire, the terrible lethality of the non-solid shells, were like a whip in the hands of a shepherd.

At this moment, there are only a very few middle- and low-level officers in this barracks who have no backstage, can't make sycophants, and don't know how to greet them, and I'm afraid they won't even be in double digits when they add up. The other officers had already gone into the sheep village, sat on the hot pit, drank wine, ate deliciously cooked chicken, duck and fish, talked and laughed loudly, and finally got drunk heartily.

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At this moment, when the seven or eight officers rushed out of the camp with their trouser belts, they were greeted either by the screaming explosions, or by the countless figures of the soldiers fleeing and trampling frantically, and the shouts of the officers, no matter how severe, could not be more terrible than the blood and death caused by the explosion.

No matter how bright the sabers in the hands of the officers are, they are not as frightening as the whirling shrapnel silently burrowing into their **, stirring up everything.

When a few of those officers had fallen in the pool of blood from the explosion, there was no strength left for these soldiers to keep their sanity enough to suppress the fear in their hearts, and some had even begun to climb over the wall, intending to flee to the wilderness with their bare butts, even if they were frozen to death, it was better than a hundred times better to die in that terrible explosion.

Ten minutes before Chen Xiaoyang gave the order, the patrolmen who were originally patrolling the Yang'er Village had now turned into corpses that had fallen to the ground without a trace of fresh breath, but they were stuffed into inconspicuous corners, and instead of them, there was still a group of patrolmen, but these patrolmen looked extraordinarily fierce, and there was still a strong smell of blood between the hilts of the guns held between their fingers.

And they stood straight, and a large number of soldiers wearing black steel helmets were silently passing by them, and under the guidance of some people, they dispersed rapidly, like flowing water, scattered into the sheep village, and there was no more sound.

A figure quietly appeared on the top of the courtyard wall in the backyard of the Liu family's compound, and then, after a few steps like a raccoon cat, it fell lightly on the ground, a few rolls, and reduced most of the falling force, and then quickly retreated under the courtyard wall, and another figure appeared, and then, jumped down from under the wall, stepped on the shoulder of the first person who jumped down, like a feather fell on the side of the first person, and soon, more and more people appeared in the wall, and in the backyard, The row of rooms of the Liu family has been blown into the incense that is only used in the chicken and dog thieves industry, except for the uniform nasal sound in the room, there is no extra sound, and soon, someone sneaked into the room, and it didn't take long for him to walk outside again, nodding to the people outside, and soon, after leaving a few people to sneak into the room, a large number of black-clothed people pulled out the snow bright war knife hidden deep in the sheath, and the revolver in the holster, and the front, There was even a group of people who had already pulled out the kind of iron pills that were as black as round sweet potatoes from their waists, and the leader was also looking at his watch, waiting for the minute hand to point down the predetermined time index, and with a low shout, more than a dozen of them flew to the front yard where hundreds of soldiers and many officers were stationed.

Then, the crazy explosion even seemed to lift the entire Liu family compound into the sky, and the smoke and dust mixed with gunpowder smoke rolled towards the sky, and the screams and howls from the front yard seemed to be adding footnotes to this battle.

At the same time that the first batch of grenades exploded, almost the entire Yangerzhuang roared everywhere, and at this moment, outside the barracks, the mortar shells spit out from the dark front of the darkness also happened to explode in the camp.

The whole Yang'er Village was filled with shouts and fighting, and the explosions came from time to time, and the soldiers in the barracks outside the village were scurrying frantically like frightened hamsters, desperately trying to escape from the cannonball that would hit their heads at some point.

At this time, the soldiers of the First Fleet Marines had already rushed to the wall where the mortar had blasted countless gaps, and they did not climb over it at the first time, but rushed dozens of grenades into the barracks, and then they roared, like the wolves that came down the mountain to pounce on their prey, the war knives they wielded, like the brightest fangs in the wolf's mouth, the revolvers in their hands accurately hit those figures scurrying in the barracks, and their war knives could always easily split those fragile limbs. Whether it was the groaning at their feet, or the shivering deserters hiding in the tent, they all raised their knives again and again in cold blood and cruelly, and pulled the trigger of the revolver in their hands.

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"These bastards, they are too ruthless, if they continue to fight like this, there will be a hairy prisoner of war." Chen Guangyuan, who had stepped into the camp, couldn't help but shake his head again and again, and hurriedly shouted to a Marine platoon commander who was biting the still bleeding combat knife with his mouth and quickly replacing the bullet in the revolver.

"It's about me, I only carry out orders." The platoon commander glanced at the member of the Zhili Intelligence Group, who was about to go crazy. The evil gaze, as well as the war knife that bit his mouth and was still dripping blood, made Chen Guangyuan can't help but shiver.

"Don't worry, I will tell the battalion commander your opinion, but it depends on whether I can find him, you know, the brothers have been holding back for too long, and their hands are itching terribly, besides, what has these officers and soldiers done to Yangerzhuang, do you think they are still human? Don't forget, you personally handed over that information to our battalion commander. The platoon commander hurriedly dropped these words, and quickly joined the battle industry again, and every time the dancing sword was slashed, it would be exchanged for a terrible howl and a splash of blood that splashed into the gradually brightening sky.

The attack began at half past four in the morning, and at six o'clock, in the entire Yangerzhuang, there was hardly a living Qing officer or soldier, in fact, there were about three or four hundred Qing officers and soldiers who looked panicked and at a loss comparable to the people of Yangerzhuang, who had begun to take on the labor of moving corpses, and under the indifferent gaze of those black-clothed soldiers, they quickly carried those former colleagues, since the corpses that were blown up made them vomit at a glance, but under the swords and black barrels that overflowed the cold light, Even if they climb, they have to transport all the corpses in Yang'er Village to the military camp outside the village in the shortest possible time.

At this time, Chen Guangyuan and others had already entered every household in Yangerzhuang and began to work on the surviving people in Yangerzhuang, asking them to immediately pack up all the things that could be easily carried and leave their hometown where their ancestors had lived for generations.

The same battles were also fought in Haifeng and Suki, and the victory was only for the First Fleet Marines who were more prepared, more powerful, more fearless of death, and more rigorously trained.

When the corpses of all the Qing officers and soldiers were thrown into the barracks, and Chen Xiaoyang gave the order to set fire to the camp, in the distance, nearly a hundred horsemen rushed to see the sky-rushing fire, and saw the dragon flag of the Qing Dynasty rolling in the flames, scorching, and finally turning into smoke and dust, the expressions on the faces of all the knights looked so shocked.

(To be continued)