"The Chinese retreated, Captain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"I see it."

In Wiesenberg's line of sight, a large group of ...... There may have been hundreds, if not thousands, of panicked Chinese militants scrambling to flee the battlefield, huddled together in a chaotic mess -- a result that his company had just achieved, but Wiesenberg was not at all happy, on the contrary, depressed. "This is the first batch we've encountered, Helmut?"

"Six batches...... Or seven batches? Or maybe eight batches of ......" The herald hesitated, but could not give an accurate number, and in the end, he could only spread his hands and make an apologetic gesture. "I'm sorry, Captain, but I don't remember."

"Ten batches, Helmut, we have fought ten times." Wiesenberg shook his head, trying to clear his depressed feelings out of his brain, but to little effect.

Of course, this was not his problem, it was the question of Chinese, and the problem of Colonel Kittel - the Chinese government had apparently sensed the intentions of the expeditionary force and had taken active defensive action...... Offensive defense, Wiesenberg means. As the vanguard of the entire expeditionary force, in the past four hours, the Chinese army that had exchanged fire with his infantry company had reached as many as ten troops—if you add the time of the battle, an average of ten minutes would have encountered one.

What could be worse than that? Because of repeated harassment by the Chinese army, his troops advanced only two kilometers during this time, seriously lagging behind the speed required by Colonel Kittel; Not only that, but as the fighting went on so often, the soldiers became extremely tired, their movements became more and more sluggish, and everyone was eager to stop and rest for a while. This means that he is even less likely to catch up with the prescribed pace.

Wiesenberg withdrew his gaze from the lieutenants and ensigns who were urging the soldiers onward. Now that he had foreseen a stormy reprimand coming down to him, it was not a happy outcome.

"Maybe I should seriously think about how I should report to Colonel Kittel." He muttered under his breath.

"We defeated the Chinese offensive, ten times, captain. I think the Colonel should reward you. Herald Helmut said in a tone of utmost seriousness, by no means a joke, but only a mocking laugh - to him and to himself.

"You should carefully check how many Chinese we have killed." Wiesenberg gestured to the uncleaned battlefield, "They're lying there, Helmut, you can count on two hands." ”

The herald's face immediately darkened. Although "you can count on two hands" is largely an exaggerated, self-defeating rhetorical device, it is true that not many Chinese have been killed by infantry companies. Ten battles, as soon as the German soldiers start a white-knuckle charge, these damned cowards will immediately collapse and flee like rabbits to a place far enough and safe, leaving only a dozen or dozens of corpses.

And, regardless of their characteristics, their clothing, their weapons, or the discipline and tactical awareness they displayed while they were alive, these corpses did not look like real Chinese soldiers, but rather improvised armed civilians, armed bandits in the vicinity, or boxers......

But whoever they were, Colonel Kittel would only get angrier if he knew that it was a rabble that was causing his strikers to slow down.

"I'm in big trouble." Wiesenberg sighed.

The herald looked at his commander, thought for a moment, and comforted: "Actually, it would probably be a good thing if the colonel withdrew us and let another company serve as the vanguard......"

"Nope." "The colonel will reprimand me harshly, may remove my name from the list of decorated applicants, or even threaten to demote me to lieutenant, but he will not let anyone else replace me as a striker," Wiesenberg said in frustration. ”

"And what are you going to do, Captain?"

"I can only push you to catch up in any way. Of course," Wiesenberg cast his gaze on the hillsides on either side of the road, and the weeds and trees on the slopes, and gazed at them, slowly glancing, as if trying to find out the dangers hidden there, one by one. Then, after a moment, he withdrew his gaze, "We must be vigilant. Only God knows how many Chinese troops are hidden in this area. ”

Helmut also looked at the locations Wiesenberg had seen - of course, he saw nothing, nothing out of the ordinary, nothing unusual except gravel, dirt, weeds, and trees, and everything was calm, no different from before the start of the ten battles that had ended.

This does not seem to be a good sign.

"God forbid." Helmut drew a cross on his chest and muttered, "I have a very bad feeling." ”

"Me too." Wiesenberg glanced again at the grass and woods that might be hiding a threat, then patted Helmut on the shoulder, "Keep going, soldier." ”

Then, together, the two of them jumped down from the large stone they were standing on and joined the infantry company's marching column.

At this moment, neither Wiesenberg nor Helmut knew that their movements were completely under the surveillance of the enemy - just ahead, perhaps five hundred meters away, Wu Luzhen put away the binoculars given to him by a certain general, and secretly sighed that he was not commanding a mercenary, but a Qing army. Otherwise, he could find a couple of sharpshooters and send that German captain back to his God.

Of course, if he had commanded a mercenary, then his task would not have been simply to harass and delay the German army, but to completely eliminate the apparently forward infantry company in front of him.

Six hundred Qing soldiers can't complete this task, but for mercenaries, it's just a small meaning.

It's a shame.

Wu Luzhen shook his head slowly, then put away his frustration, and then retreated to his headquarters. A dozen officers were waiting for him there, waiting for his orders.

"The Germans are coming. Now go back to your men, listen to my signals, and then all of you will open fire. "But you must remember that once I order a retreat, you must withdraw from your positions and absolutely not allow anyone to stay." ”

This is the plan made by Nie Shicheng...... Of course, strictly speaking, it was a plan that was conceived by those officers of the former army of Wuwei who had been trained as military advisers by the United States, as well as Wu Luzhen, Lan Tianwei and Zhang Shaozeng, but Nie Shicheng reported to the Empress Dowager and the Military Aircraft Department, as well as the specific implementation work.

According to this plan, with the exception of the former army of Wuwei, and the army which had to be stationed at Taiyuan, the assembled troops were to be deployed on the roads that the German army must pass, and to attack in turn, but not to put up a stubborn resistance, but to harass - and the local troops, militias, and boxers who had arrived in a hurry could only do this, and it was better to expect them to resist the German army stubbornly, than to expect the governors and governors who had declared neutrality to change their minds.

As one of its authors, Wu Luzhen hoped that such an action would slow the advance of the German army and give Nie Shicheng more time to build fortifications and train soldiers who had just been added to the front army.

Both recruits and veterans need to be trained strictly, including the most basic aiming and shooting - the soldiers of the Qing army almost don't know what aiming is, and even including the soldiers he is now commanding who originally belonged to the Wuwei Chinese Army, it took Wu Luzhen a long time for them to master the skill of aiming, as for the hit rate, even if it is only a hit rate of a distance of 100 meters, maybe God can't guess it accurately.

Mercenaries......

Wu Luzhen shook his head again, forcing himself to stop thinking about Qin Lang's mercenaries, and then emphasized: "Do you understand? ”

"Understood, Lord Wu." The officers replied quickly, carefully hiding their disapproval and the slightest hint of mockery: they would not have stayed here to continue the exchange of fire with the Germans even without his warning.

In fact, if it were not for the fact that it was already known that the vanguard of the German army was just over a hundred men, and that the supreme commander of the entire operation was Nie Shicheng, it would have been possible for these officers to even refuse to accept this task, although it was not dangerous, but still enough to kill people.

When they were in Tongzhou, they were already frightened by Qin Lang's mercenaries, and now they are full of fear of any Western army.

However, these officers did not know that Wu Luzhen knew their minds inside out—after all, they were all his personally selected subordinates, and Qin Lang had reminded him of this issue; Wu Luzhen knew what the officers were thinking, but he wasn't sure how to comment on it and change it.

In the end, he could only say: "The German army is not the American army." There's no need to be too scared, and we're just harassing, not blocking. ”

His words surprised the officers for a moment, of course, only for a few seconds, and then, at the urging of Wu Luzhen, they returned to their soldiers.

As they spoke, the distance between Wiesenberg's troops and the ambush position had been reduced to two hundred meters...... The main force of the infantry company, and a hundred meters ahead, there was also an avant-garde infantry squad.

Wu Luzhen decided to spare this infantry squad in order to make his "surprise" more effective - although it was only harassment, he still hoped to leave a deep memory on the Germans.

He had already chosen a target, an ensign who was unfortunate enough to be at the front of the line, pointed the muzzle of his rifle at him, and waited patiently.

At last......

"Fire!" He shouted, pulling the trigger at the same time. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )