The thief captures the king first, and the man shoots the horse first. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 This principle is extremely applicable to the patrol battalion of the Qing army, because the patrol battalion does not have such a strict and strong organization and leadership, and the Qing soldiers do not have the morale to dare to fight. Without the command and supervision of the officers, who will continue to fight without their lives if their brains are in water?

Not to mention the patrol battalion, even the rebel army, which is now known as the Chinese Renaissance Revolutionary Army, and even the new army that the imperial court is forming and training is almost the same. In the final analysis, it is the quality and spirit of the soldiers, who cannot reach the tenacity of their own volition, and can still maintain the will to continue fighting in the absence of officers.

Waiting is boring and anxious, especially for these rebel members who have just picked up the barrel of their guns and have not let go of a few shots, it is even more unbearable torment. In order to ensure the smooth ambush, Chen Wenqiang specially instructed Xu Chunshan, Li Jiajun and other leaders to supervise their subordinates and first close the safety of the guns, in case anyone was nervous and misfired and scared the Qing army away.

And although these members of the rebel army are righteous and courageous enough, it is also the first time to fight, and last night was not a battle at all. Therefore, the big guy also muttered in his heart, fighting a war, can he do it with officers and soldiers with real swords and guns?

Su Jiancai, who had been in ambush in Wuchang for most of the night, and the officers and men of the patrol battalion were not only disappointed, but also very tired. Before seizing the county seat, Chen Wenqiang led people to block the west gate first, although there were Qing soldiers who escaped from the other two city gates, but none of the responsible guys thought of taking a detour to inform Su Jiancai in Wuchang.

Riding on the horse, Su Jiancai was listless, and the officers and soldiers were wearing clothes wet with dew, and they were also lazy and lazy. Until I saw the rice fields in the distance, and the wisps of cooking smoke rising from the thatched huts in the small village.

"*!" Su Jiancai knew the gazes cast around him, and scolded fiercely, "Can you guys run errands?" No matter how poor this village is. You can also have a little oil and water, so it all for Lao Tzu! ”

The Qing soldiers, who had received the approval, immediately got up and ran towards the village with a roar. Two peasants who had risen early to carry dung baskets spotted the wolf-like group of officers and soldiers, threw down their stilts and pulled their legs and ran, screaming in panic as they ran, alerting the villagers.

Su Jiancai rushed to the road. Restraining his horse, he drew his pistol and shouted at the fleeing peasants: "Stop, come back!" ”

The peasants did not stop, and fled faster and faster, and many of them fled in the village. The Qing soldiers shouted and chased, and the guns rang out.

Su Jiancai jumped off his horse and walked towards the village. Look to both sides as you walk. Most of the low-rise houses are dilapidated, and the windows facing the street are tightly nailed with wooden boards. The leprous yellow dog scurried between the bandits, wagging its dirty tail as if leading the way. They look muddy and wet, but they are clever and ready to get some good.

Su Jiancai held a horsewhip in one hand and a gun in the other. He stopped when he reached a threshing floor in the middle of the village. He let the Qing soldiers scatter in all directions, and everything of value must be snatched back.

The two pro-soldiers followed Su Jiancai. Step into a gloomy alley. The gutters of the alley smelled of urine and rotting vegetation. Su Jiancai looked into a small courtyard, the door was open, perhaps the owner of the house did not care about it when he fled in panic, and from the outside, he could see a straw bed, a sickle hanging on the wall, and a large clay pot with a few stoves.

On the edge of the courtyard wall. Lying there was a large fat pig with a chain around its neck, the other end of which was stuck deep in the ground. Su Jiancai grinned and admired, as if he had already eaten roast pork. Then he turned around and smiled and said to his subordinates: "This village is not poor, we can still kill pigs and eat meat." ”

The two men laughed. Go ahead and lead the fat pig. Su Jiancai suddenly raised his hand and motioned for them to listen carefully, "Did you hear that?" He pointed to a low house in the courtyard, with a thatched roof, which was really a shed.

There was a "bang" inside just now, and something was broken. Su Jiancai rushed to the wooden door with two personal soldiers, the door was closed, and it was inserted from the inside. The two soldiers kicked hard, opened the door, and jumped into the black hole. A scream came out, it was a woman's voice.

Su Jiancai let out a lewd smile and stepped in. There were two men standing in the room, a child and a young woman, their eyes wide open. The child sobbed and curled up in the woman's arms.

"Get out!" Su Jiancai shouted at the child, made a killing look, and kicked and beaten, "Get out, get out!" He waved to his own soldiers, "You go elsewhere and have some fun, and come back later." ”

The child ran out in a panic, and the girl also wanted to walk away, but Su Jiancai grabbed her arm, "Don't go." ”

The two pro-soldiers smiled lewdly and withdrew knowingly.

Su Jiancai touched the girl's thick hair, the girl stared at him in fear, her hair was combed back and pulled into a bun at the back of her head. She didn't move, but her lips trembled. Su Jiancai suddenly pulled out the bamboo hairpin, and his jet-black hair suddenly fell on his shoulders. The frightened girl was still trembling, but it aroused the man's ** to her.

"Good girl." Su Jiancai smacked his lips in appreciation, and reached out to stroke the girl's round face, "What a beautiful little girl." He grabbed the girl by the high collar for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, and then tore it down violently, and the cloth was torn open like paper.

The girl staggered back a few steps and leaned against the wall, her hands ruffling up her torn clothes to cover her breasts.

"I won't hurt you. Okay, don't get along with yourself. Su Jiancai said, approaching with his pants in one hand and a whip in the other, "Obedient, obedient." He spoke softly, as if to coax a panicked child out of an open window.

The girl froze, motionless, as if pinned to the wall.

"Disobedient?" Su Jiancai asked sharply, and before the girl could turn her face, the whip fell.

The girl cried out in pain and fell face to the ground.

"It doesn't hurt now, does it?" Su Jiancai threw away the horsewhip and untied his trouser belt......

Suddenly, a dark shadow blocked the light coming in from outside the broken door frame, and then an arc of light slashed down from the air. Su Jiancai dodged back and tripped up. A man picked up his axe again as if he was crazy and slashed at Su Jiancai, who fell to the ground.

Su Jiancai rolled, a sharp pain in his head, his ears were cut off and half pulled, and he howled. I want to go and get a pistol on the ground. The man followed, continued to chop, blood splashed, and Su Jiancai had another axe on his leg and scuffled with the man. Relying on two strokes, Su Jiancai kicked away the opponent. He crawled out of the house, covered in blood and howling like a pig about to be slaughtered.

A personal soldier rushed back with the looted belongings on his back, hurriedly threw away his baggage, and raised his gun to shoot at the man who had just come out. The man turned and fled into the house, and after a while he heard the sound of a clang.

"Hit, kill this bastard." Su Jiancai grinned, or hated. Or it hurts so much that you grit your teeth.

The pro-soldiers did not dare to break in rashly, but only shot into the house, and the gunfire attracted several Qing soldiers. There were so many people that these guys were shooting their guns and cautiously breaking in. But there was no one in the house anymore, and the man smashed the plank with his axe and fled through the hole with the woman.

"Search, arrest that bastard for Lao Tzu. Catch it back. Damn*—" Su Jiancai scolded while asking people to bandage his wounds. "Damn, poor ghost, it's so touchable, I can't fathom it."

"Yes, sir." The soldiers were afraid that Su Jiancai would be angry, so they accompanied him and said carefully: "Poor ghosts are sometimes as well-behaved as lambs. When I saw the master, I either ran or hid. As long as you don't hurt them, they'll send women to your side. But maybe sometime the* will come out and play with you. ”

"That must be her man." Another pro-soldier guessed.

"What man, would, would not even want his life for his wife? I look at the kid. Ken, it must be her own family, either a brother or a cousin. Su Jiancai inhaled the cold air and sweated in pain.

There was a chaotic search, gunshots rang out, the courtyard door and the door of the house were smashed open, and the Qing soldiers ransacked with more ferocious actions. But what made Su Jiancai depressed was that the man who attacked him, along with the woman and the child, was nowhere to be found. Whether he escaped from the village or hid in a secret place, no one can tell.

A fire was lit on the threshing floor, and the Qing soldiers gathered around in a chaotic manner, pulling their chains, pulling their ears, and driving the big fat pig over, killing it, and roasting it on the fire. Several old women were forced to carry homemade local wine for the Qing soldiers to drink. smelling the smell of meat getting stronger and stronger, they were all elated, but Su Jiancai was the only one who wrapped his head, lame, gloomy face, drinking stuffy wine, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"My lord—" One of the soldiers approached and whispered, "After the party leaves this village, I will take a few brothers to stop halfway through, and when it is almost dark, I will touch it back, and I will definitely catch the boy and the woman, and take it to the county seat to be disposed of by the adults." ”

Su Jiancai nodded, his face softened slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Damn*, Lao Tzu wants to cut that bastard with a knife, that woman, hmph, I will reward you." ”

"Thank you, thank you, your lord." The pro-soldier was successful, although it had not yet touched the woman's side, but there was a lewd smile on his face.

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Shall all turtles climb on the ground? Even Chen Wenqiang was very patient, and he felt irritable about the enemy who had been waiting for a long time. He began to wonder if the enemy had received the information and was not returning to the city, or had fled elsewhere? Just in case, he sent someone to send a message to Zheng Hongming in the county seat, asking him to close the city gate, strengthen defense, and increase vigilance.

While he was thinking, or rather a little drowsy, the observation post in front finally signaled, and the flag waved and waved. The mood of the crowd suddenly became tense, and one by one the sleeping and confused people were woken up, but there was no order, and no one dared to act rashly.

Chen Wenqiang lay in the grass and looked in the direction of the road, and after a while, the group of people and horses got closer and closer, and sure enough, Su Jiancai came back with the patrol battalion.

The well-fed and well-fed Qing soldiers looked even more relaxed, carrying and carrying the looted belongings, snorting the smell of wine, and slowly getting closer and closer. Su Jiancai was on the horse, and the pain made him grin from time to time. While thinking about how to take revenge, he was thinking about how to squeeze more money from Wang Xuqi after returning to the county seat.

worked hard to go to Wuchang to ambush, but he was just trying to make a fortune and make meritorious contributions, but he didn't expect to catch anything, and he almost lost his life to a wild boy. Of course, Su Jiancai couldn't report like this, he had already communicated with his subordinates, so he said that he had fought a battle with bandits, and he took the lead and was injured several times......

Unfortunately, that was the end of his imagination. Chen Wenqiang's muzzle was already aimed at him, moving slowly, and steadily pulling the trigger.

The bullet came and drilled into Su Jiancai's chest, and the processed bullet rolled out of balance, instantly shattering his internal organs. He shook and fell off his horse, blood and bubbles gushing out of his mouth.

The Qing army didn't react at once, whether this sudden shot was a misfire of their own people, or-

However, the ambushed rebels moved after the gunshots, straightened up from the woods and grass on the hillsides on both sides of the road, and fired rows of bullets at the Qing soldiers.

The battle was not very accurate, but the victory was in the momentum and suddenness, and the Qing soldiers of the patrol battalion went through a battle, and they were immediately beaten into confusion and jumped wildly.

The gunfire was still intensive, and in the absence of machine guns, in order to pursue momentum, Chen Wenqiang asked the leaders of each department to direct their subordinates to shoot with platoon guns as much as possible.

There was no idea who was attacking them, and there was no idea what was going on. In the flurry of bullets, the Qing soldiers in front hurriedly ran back, and the back could not stop, and as a result, they collided with the people in front, and the screams and panicked shouts after being shot became one.

The horns whistled, and the troops in front, on the left, and on the right charged at the same time. The rebel soldiers shouted and rushed out, shooting as they went, although it was quite chaotic, but the momentum was amazing.

Su Jiancai died, the Qing soldiers suffered many casualties in the rain of bullets, and the few surviving petty officers ran faster than rabbits. Their minds didn't react yet, but they instinctively fled in the direction where there were no enemies.

Bang! The sound of gunfire was unnoticeable on the battlefield, but a small officer ended his escape for his life. Cat pulls the bolt and slips another target into the scope.

Zhou Hua led thirty people to rush out from the hidden place on the side of the road, blocking the retreat of the Qing soldiers. A volley of fire, the smoke filled, and the fleeing Qing soldiers seemed to hit a stone, and their footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

"Surrender with your guns. Fire! Zhou Hua shouted, but he shouted to the enemy and his subordinates separately.

Boom, dozens of rifles were fired into one sound, and dozens of bullets rushed head-on, with the screams of death.

There were people on all sides, all firing guns and shouting. The Qing soldiers fled to the left and to the right, unable to advance or retreat, and were tightly compressed.

"I surrender!" Some Qing soldiers collapsed, raised their guns in both hands, and knelt on the ground.

"Surrender, surrender, stop fighting, spare your life!" In the chaotic shouting, one by one the Qing soldiers fell to their knees.

........... (To be continued.) )