I saw two huge flames rising suddenly, and after the red light, the side of a huge Japanese ship was blown open, half of the warship was blown up in iron sheets, and people and cannons flew indiscriminately. The violent explosion of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info rolled the cannon on the warship's body into the sky, and a large wave poured into the hollow hull, quickly dragging the battleship to the bottom. The warship's butt pointed to the sky, cocked its high rudder and propeller, and stood on the black smoke of the water, estimating that the overturned warship had touched the bottom of the river.

The Sheng soldiers shouted loudly, but soon they were pressed back into the trenches by artillery fire from other Japanese ships. Two warships of the cadre army were also hit by the Japanese ships, one was sinking, and many people were swimming to the shore. Several gunboats rushing towards the Japanese ships were hit by the artillery fire of the Japanese ships, and the Japanese warships clearly had the upper hand, and while firing their guns, they slowly sailed towards the riverside at the front of the defensive position, and rows of rectangular landing ships had already driven behind them. Suddenly, more than 20 Japanese ships were added to the river, and half of the shore guns of the cadres and the Korean army were destroyed in only half an hour. Due to the long range, most of the shells fired from the rear positions fell in the river. There were not many gunboats left on the river, and they were fighting with the Japanese ships with a disadvantage of one enemy and two enemies.

A whistle sounded from the position, an order that everyone must enter the position. The guns of the six Japanese ships lined up and poured shells in turn, and the position became purgatory! Despite this, the soldiers of the Sheng Army risked their lives to enter the firing position and began to adjust the firing of Zhu Yuan, preparing to fire. While directing everyone to enter the position, Zhang Yanlin watched the enemy situation through the binoculars. The Japanese landing ships had bypassed various obstacles and approached the flat riverbank, and the Japanese soldiers were jumping into the water like dumplings, carrying the sun flag and starting to go ashore. The enemy ships bombarded the forward positions one after another, and without the hindrance of the dry gunboats, their firing was astonishingly accurate, and almost every round of artillery bombardment did not fail. Zhang Yulin had never fought such a positional defensive battle, and the gunboats on the river were so noisy that people didn't have the heart to aim at all, and when a round of artillery fire fell, several brothers fell around him. Many machine gunners wanted to set up Makqin machine guns to fight the gunboats, but they were strictly ordered to stop them, and the limited ammunition had to be reserved for the Japanese troops who came ashore.

The heavy artillery battalion began to bombard the Japanese troops charging towards the riverbank. The soldiers of the Sheng Army opened fire, and the Japanese were just within the best range of their rifles, and the Japanese had no place to hide except for the charge, so the casualties were heavy. However, the second round of Japanese landing troops immediately responded, and the powerful firepower of the Japanese ships effectively suppressed the fire of the cadres, and the shells accurately landed in the trenches of the cadres, which made the soldiers of the Sheng army tremble.

When the soldiers of the Sheng Army saw the Japanese soldiers getting up and getting closer and closer, they all gritted their teeth and fired against the artillery fire. Hundreds of Japanese soldiers howled and suddenly accelerated their charge, and in the blink of an eye, they were at the front of the first trench. This aroused the determination of the soldiers of the Sheng Army. Zhang Yulin had already ignored the threat of the Japanese ship's artillery, commanded the big family to shoot condescendingly, and he himself picked up a rifle and aimed at a Japanese soldier carrying a flag, and shot him through the stomach. The three Maxim machine guns on the position were all veterans, all of them had long point fire, and they knocked the approaching Japanese troops to the ground. Although these six companies have not undergone long-term systematic training, because they are led by many veterans who have been fighting for many years, all of them are still somewhat accurate in marksmanship, and the more fierce the Japanese shouted, the harder they fought, and in an instant, they left more than 100 Japanese soldiers in front of the position. According to the new direction indicated, the artillery fire of the heavy artillery battalion blew up the Japanese troops crowded in front of the formation, and the mud and sand on the riverside were splashed, and the craters were dense, and the Japanese troops were a little stunned and began to hesitate to move forward. In front of the unobstructed position, bullets flew sideways, gunpowder smoke was filled, most of the Japanese officers who rushed to the front were beaten into honeycombs, and layers of Japanese corpses were piled up in front of the position.

Zhang Yanlin's company was also badly damaged by the Japanese naval bombardment, and the two small soldiers beside him were already lying in a pool of blood, and the trenches were full of blood, and the wounded soldiers were bandaged everywhere. After another concentrated artillery bombardment by the enemy ships, the blocking fire of the cadres weakened, and the sound of the artillery became sparse, and it is estimated that the extended bombardment of the Japanese ships destroyed some of the batteries. At this time, the second echelon of the Japanese army went ashore again, mixed with the Japanese troops who were already lying in front of the position, ran around to adjust the deployment, and began to squeak and rush up again.

Without the cover of artillery, the pressure on the positions was too great. The Japanese charged and shot at the same time, and this time the Japanese also used incendiary bombs. The first trench was immediately caught in a sea of fire, and it was the position of the first squad. Zhang saw dozens of Japanese soldiers rain grenades into their trenches, and in a series of explosions, the Sheng soldiers were immediately overwhelmed by the flames, and they didn't even have time to cry, they turned into charcoal in the flames.

Zhang Yulin was stunned by the tragic scene in front of him, watching the enemy rush up over the first trench, and forgot to hide for a while. A bullet slid across his forehead with a whistle, and he felt a burst of burning from a red hook of fire, and a large hole in his scalp was cut open by the bullet, and with severe pain, blood immediately flowed down, and one eye was stupefied. It was estimated that the bullet had hit the bone, and he could no longer hear in his ears. When the medic bandaged him, he saw that the veteran Erlenzi and several Japanese soldiers who rushed to the front of the battle were killed, Erlenzi was already missing an arm, and he grabbed the Japanese soldier's hair with his left hand and bit his throat like a wolf. The Japanese soldier was missing a large piece of flesh from his neck, and blood spurted out of Lao Gao. At the last moment, Erlengzi, who had been beaten into a sieve, still pounced on the other Japanese soldiers.

The second trench is not guaranteed! The Japanese army stepped on countless corpses to attack upward, and the flashing bayonets and the hideous faces of the Japanese soldiers reminded Zhang of the bloody scene on the bank of the Han River. The Japanese army had already rushed to the position in groups, and the angry Zhang Yanlin tore off the bandages on his head and shouted at his comrades who were desperately resisting in the trench: "Brothers, follow me and kill the Japanese Kou!" ”

Zhang Yulin naturally shouted the slogan that his fellow villagers used to use, and it seemed that this prosaic slogan gave him infinite strength. I saw him roaring wildly and jumping out of the trench, covered in smoke and dust, bleeding all over his face, holding the sharp ancient long knife in his hand, and one person pounced viciously at the enemy. When the soldiers of the Sheng army saw him go up, their blood was full of blood, and they shouted in unison and jumped out of the trenches, some stripped naked and picked up bayonets, some picked up broadswords, and the force of this brave fight was unstoppable, like a flood pouring down. However, the Japanese soldiers were not intimidated by them, and shouted with all their strength to meet them, and the sound of bayonets and broadswords cutting into the human body immediately resounded.

On this narrow riverside, about 1,000 people on both sides began the most brutal hand-to-hand combat. The soldiers of the two armies regarded death as if they were at home, the broadswords of the cadres were curled, the bayonets of the Japanese soldiers were pierced into twists, and the scenes of the same death could be seen everywhere. The artillery fire on both sides stopped firing at each other, and the enemy ships stopped shelling, and between heaven and earth, only the cruel and hideous cries of these desperate soldiers could be heard, echoing along the blood-stained river......

Waves of warm air rose from the beautiful riverside, carrying the smell of blood. A lone wild goose screamed in the sky, frightened by the fire of war, with nowhere to hide, and let out a long cry of terror, threw one last look at its homeland, and fled from the bloody river.

On the riverbank, the two armies are still fighting fiercely. All kinds of bright weapons were waved up and down, and both sides of hand-to-hand combat struggled to pierce each other's bodies with their weapons, or gouge each other's eyes, or bite each other's necks, or hit each other's heads with stones, and let out bursts of beast-like screams. Bodies were piled up, mutilated limbs were scattered on the sand, and heads were kicked around with the intimble of feet. The large slope of the riverbank has been stained with blood into a huge red fan, and the blood trickles into the Yangtze River. The blood color of the vast Yangtze River is getting thicker and thicker, and countless fish that have been blown up on the surface of the river float, soaking in the blood-red river water with their bellies facing the sky, and the corpses of countless dead people are next to each other, slowly drifting downstream......

After all, the Japanese army was inferior in numbers, and it encountered stubborn resistance from the cadres, and in this struggle with the theme of the same death, the Japanese army suffered huge losses. The cadres also suffered heavy casualties, and more than half of the six companies guarding the position had been consumed. Zhang Yulin was stabbed in the back during the scuffle, and a piece of meat was also brought down by a bayonet in the thigh, but fortunately, the wound was not deep. The Japanese soldier who stabbed him did not escape his fate, and was smashed in the head with the butt of a rifle by a brother who had been killed by a stabbing man. Zhang Yanlin's eyes were red-eyed, and he estimated that there were seven or eight Japanese soldiers' lives recorded in his account. He took the time to look at the knife, the blade was still as sharp as ever, and he couldn't help but rejoice that Lin Boliang really gave him a good knife.

Just when the Japanese army was getting fewer and fewer, the commander of the sixth company with his head bandaged shouted:

"Kill all the pirates!"

The soldiers of the Sheng Army lifted up their exhausted bodies, shouted loudly, and together forced the remnants of the Japanese army to the bottom, and Zhang Yulin also wielded a long knife to kill bravely.

Guns! The soldiers of the Sheng Army never imagined that the artillery fire, which had been stopped for half an hour, would sound at this time!

A dazzling white light swept up from the river, and the sound of ship guns like thunder could be heard in the distance. The artillery fire of the Japanese fleet suddenly opened fire, and shells rained down on the positions. The soldiers of the Sheng Army, who rushed to the front line, had just had time to be stunned, and they died in the fierce firelight. They didn't have time to retreat into the trenches at all, the huge explosion pressure pushed many Sheng soldiers and Japanese soldiers into the sky together, many people were instantly crushed to death by the huge shock wave of the shells, and many more people didn't have time to catch their breath in the air, they felt the sharp and burning shrapnel tearing their bodies, and before they could feel the pain, they closed their eyes forever. The retreating soldiers of the Japanese army were also hit, and the flames of the explosion engulfed dozens of people there, whether it was the Japanese army or the cadres, their dying cries were no different.

Zhang Yanlin was swept to the other end of the trench by the blast and plunged headlong into the hot soil. In a semi-comatose state, he felt that there were holes all over his body, and every hole was bleeding, and he couldn't tell which wound was causing him so much pain. In a trance, he couldn't tell whether he was alive or dead, whether he was in a dream or in reality. He tried to prop himself up with his arms, but they didn't listen to him, both arms were badly burned by the fire, and one arm had been dislocated and screwed to the back. The blast nearly flattened his chest, and he had to pant desperately to catch his breath, with only a monotonous loud reverberation in his ears, and he couldn't even hear his own violent cough. He muttered to himself: Is this my death? Am I really going to die? Zhang Yanlin struggled to prop up his body with his head, and struggled to move to the edge of the trench like a snake. What he saw in front of him made him unforgettable for the rest of his life: a battlefield of flesh and blood, a bright red earth, and the layers of limbs emitted green smoke, as if they were still wriggling. The black and red blood scabs and piles of sand and dirt were scattered all over the eyes, and it was no longer possible to distinguish who was a comrade-in-arms and who was a Japanese soldier, and they were all featureless when they went to report to Lord Yama. Several Japanese soldiers who were missing arms and legs were struggling to crawl back, and Zhang Yulin instinctively picked up a rifle with his still conscious left hand and reluctantly shot at them, but when he hit the enemy, the huge recoil of the rifle also injured himself.

"I call your ancestors ......"

A long howl rang out, and it was a small stone covered in blood. Zhang Yulin saw that he was almost stripped naked by the artillery fire, and was limping forward. His blood-red machete was almost broken, and he was still slashing at a few Japanese soldiers who were crawling back. The Japanese army was already dying, and they could only let this crazy soldier chop themselves into meat sauce. Zhang Yanlin knelt on the edge of the trench, numbly looking at the little stone that had almost lost his mind, and the poor child let his wounds gurgle and bleed, and did not let go of the dead body on the ground. The living comrades-in-arms also began to look for the Japanese soldiers who were still angry on the ground, and as long as they saw the moving, they would slash and kill them.

Suddenly, there was a trumpet sound from behind the position. Zhang Yanlin looked back with great effort, only to see a dragon flag held high in the air, and hundreds of reinforced soldiers were rushing towards him in full armor. They quickly entered the position, bending their weapons while searching for their living comrades. Zhang Yulin suddenly saw Lin Boliang, who looked like an iron tower, he stood with a gun, his eyes slowly swept over the position like electricity, and loudly ordered the soldiers of the Sheng Army. Several student-like soldiers wept as they carried out their comrades who had died in the trenches, and many of them vomited, because they were not carrying the living, but a mass of stumps whose identities and organs could not be distinguished.

Finally, two strong arms carried Zhang Yanlin, who was almost in shock, on a stretcher, one helped him with bandages, and the other wiped the blood on his face. When the stretcher rose in the air, Zhang Yulin suddenly felt a warm current of happiness caress his scarred body, and hot tears gushed out. At this moment, he really felt the preciousness of life and the difficulty of surviving. For the first time since joining the army, he felt that he was heroic and sincerely proud of it. He tried to move, but a sharp pain hit him immediately, and the pain almost made him faint. He felt a chill in his heart again, he was injured like this, he didn't know if he could save his life?

"As it is!"

The choked Zhang Yanlin shouted Lin Boliang's words with all his might. Lin Boliang turned around and walked towards him, looking at his injuries in surprise. Zhang Yanlin trembled and pointed to the ground not far away.

"Knives!"

Following his direction, Lin Boliang picked up the famous knife that he was all too familiar with from the pool of blood.

"Ruzheng, I killed a lot of Japanese soldiers!"

"I know! Yuting! See! ”

"Ruzheng, you hold the knife, I can't do it!"

Seeing that the man who was alive and well yesterday has become a dying man who bleeds everywhere today, Lin Boliang's eyes moistened.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense! Yuting! Your injury is nothing! Don't be sad, you can't fucking die, go back and recuperate...... I'm still a good guy when I come back! ”

Hearing that the always elegant emperor's companion read "Bailiang Beizi" and burst into foul language, Zhang Yulin laughed.

Zhang Yulin finally couldn't speak anymore, a large amount of blood loss made him feel pins and needles all over his body, his tongue began to stiffen, and his eyes were a little confused. He faintly heard the distant cannon rumbling again, and the terrifying sound of the cannonball's motor falling from the sky.

"Someone! Save him alive and don't let him die!" Lin Boliang shouted.

The light from nowhere suddenly lit up, almost stabbing Zhang Yulin's staring eyes. The earth-shattering sound of artillery fire followed.

"Our warship is here! The Wokos are doomed! ......" someone shouted excitedly.

Zhang Yanlin desperately opened his eyes wide, looking at the river in the distance, only to see that the Japanese warships on the river (in fact, they were all substitute cruisers converted from merchant ships) were hit by cannonballs from nowhere, and one after another exploded in the skyrocketing firelight.

Seeing this glorious scene, Zhang Yanlin's tense spirit finally relaxed.

At about the same moment, on the flybridge of the "Ningyuan" ironclad ship, Lin Yutong held a telescope and carefully observed the battle situation on the river in the distance through the smoke, and in front of her feet, the two 240-mm main guns of the "Ningyuan" ship were spitting angry flames in front of her.

Next to Lin Yutong, standing were the Korean prince Wan and Jun Li Yan.

At this time, Li Yan was unaware of the fierce battle ahead, and his thoughts and attention were all focused on the girl beside him - Lin Yiqing's eldest daughter and the pearl of the Empress Dowager Renxi of the Great Qian Empire.

Li Yan grew up with Lin Yutong and Lin Bailiang's sister and brother in the palace of the Great Qian Empire, and Lin Yutong's meaning to him has long surpassed that of ordinary childhood sweethearts.

But Emperor Guangxu's feelings for Lin Yutong, he actually knew very clearly.

He was delicate, and what he was most worried about back then was that Lin Yutong was married to be the queen by Emperor Guangxu. It wasn't until one day that he learned that Emperor Daqian had to marry a Boren woman as the empress, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He never dreamed that one day, this beloved girl would really belong to him.

This time, she came to Pyongyang with him, just to officially marry him as the county lord of the Daqian Empire before the military and civilians of Sanhan.