Chapter 642: Men should be self-reliant
But this shot seemed to be a signal, and the infantry raised their shotguns, raised their guns, and opened fire on the Japanese troops on the opposite side, and for a time there was white smoke and gunfire everywhere, as well as the roars of the soldiers.
The Japanese troops on the opposite side howled loudly and also fired back, Zhang Yulin only saw a large white smoke rising from the enemy position on the opposite side, and the infantry who rushed in front screamed and fell more than ten people.
Seeing his comrades fall beside him, Zhang Yulin rushed angrily, and rushed forward with all his might, but before he could rush far, a burst of white smoke came out of the enemy's position, and his horse stumbled and threw Zhang Yulin down.
Zhang Yanlin struggled to get up, and then he found that many of the cavalry who charged with him were shot by the enemy and fell off their horses.
Zhang Yulin saw that his war horse had fallen to the ground, dying, and he was surprised that the opponent's shooting was so accurate.
Comrades are also constantly firing, bullets raining down on the enemy's position, several enemy soldiers were shot, screaming and falling, Zhang Yulin saw an officer-like Japanese soldier shot in the head, flying up a blood line, straight backwards fell, when he fell to the ground, still holding the command knife tightly in his hand.
Although the distance was already very close, the battle had evolved into the firing of muskets, and Zhang and his comrades, who were only armed with swords and spears, could only lie on the ground and watch the fire of both sides.
Although the number of Japanese troops on the opposite side was small, their shooting was uniform and very sharp, while although their own shooting was fierce, the number of foreign guns was not large, and the power of the earthen guns was small. It was because the gunfire completely overwhelmed the enemy troops. But the damage inflicted on the enemy was minimal.
Zhang Yanlin looked around. He saw that the main force of his infantry, the old battalion of the commander-in-chief, had also entered the field, and they were obviously well-trained, some of the soldiers were on one knee, some were lying on the ground, raising their guns and aiming before shooting, instead of shooting indiscriminately at many new recruits, and whenever their platoon guns rang out, there was always a scream from the enemy position on the opposite side.
At this time, the four cannons began to wield their might. Shell after shell fell on the Japanese position, accompanied by a loud bang, kicking up a large cloud of dirt and black smoke, the Japanese were reconnaissance troops, did not carry artillery, and finally could not hold on any longer, and began to turn around and run backwards.
Zhang Yulin noticed that the Japanese army quickly withdrew from their positions, leaving only a dozen corpses, and his own side. No less than seventy or eighty corpses fell horizontally.
"The Woko has run away! Chase! I don't know who shouted, and the recruits heard the shouting. They got up from the ground, brandished knives and guns, and chased after the Japanese soldiers.
Zhang Yanlin, who had lost his horse, also rushed forward with the infantry, and then he saw Luo Jun again, and Luo Jun also saw him and ran towards him, and the two charged side by side.
After the Japanese army ran up a hillside, somehow, it suddenly stopped again, lay on the ground and fired a volley of guns to this side, and the recruits who rushed in front fell down when they landed, Zhang Yulin rushed up, jumped over the corpses of his fallen comrades, and rushed towards the Japanese army, and the little fat Luo Jun also held a big knife, panting and following behind him.
Just as Zhang Yulin rushed through a ravine, a strange whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.
Before Zhang Yulin could understand what was going on, a series of explosions sounded in the team behind him.
Zhang Yanlin looked back and saw that several large craters had been blown out of the ground, and around the big pits, there were half of the black corpses and injured people screaming everywhere.
The enemy's artillery has arrived!
Zhang Yulin didn't think at all that as soon as the enemy's artillery fired, it would cause so much damage to his own people!
He was in his own panic when the enemy's artillery began to bombard again, and one after another huge shells flew from a distance and landed in the pursuing team, and for a time the screams came and went.
"Get down! Get down! Zhang saw one of his officers lying on the ground, covering the earth from the sky with his hand, and waving vigorously at the recruits.
Zhang Yulin was about to bend down, but a cannonball flew over and smashed at his feet, and the little fat Luo Jun pounced at this time and pushed Zhang Yulin away.
A red light flashed in front of him, followed by a loud bang, and Zhang Yanlin felt an invisible giant hand pick him up and fall heavily to the ground.
Zhang Yulin felt that his eyes were dark, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and then Luo Jun's screams came.
He looked at it and saw that Luo Jun was standing there with only his right leg, and his left leg was gone!
"Chubby! - Zhang Yulin screamed and woke up from his sleep.
When his gaze adjusted to the darkness, he realized that he was not on the battlefield, but in his own home.
However, why did the dream just now seem so real?
Zhang Yanlin's young heart couldn't figure it out, but in his heart, he had already made an oath.
That is, never let the dream repeat itself in reality!
He has already decided what path he wants to take in his future!
Half a month later.
In the school field, Lin Yiqing looked at the defenders of Lushunkou, who had a new look, and felt a small sense of accomplishment in his heart.
Not everyone can turn an army that still belongs to the Middle Ages into what it is now in less than two months.
And the day when the Queen Mother asked him to go to Beijing for the New Year is also approaching day by day.
Things here have come to a good end, and next, it's time for him to visit his wife and children.
"Big head, don't worry about rain, you have an umbrella, I have a big head......" In the distance, Lin Yuxi's naughty singing voice came, which made Lin Yiqing's heart move.
After leaving the school, Lin Yiqing ordered someone to call Lin Yuxi over.
There were only the two of them in the room, and although Lin Yuxi didn't understand why the fourth uncle suddenly called her over, she couldn't help humming her "big head song" in her mouth.
Lin Yiqing couldn't help but smile as she listened to the tune she hummed.
"Xi'er, are you making fun of Yuan Weiting with this song you are humming?"
"Huh. This song was taught to me by my fourth uncle. I didn't think about it. However, if it is used to describe Yuan Datou, it is really very appropriate. Lin Yuxi replied with a happy smile.
"You, you know how to make fun of people, do you know that something big has happened in other people's homes." Lin Yiqing pretended to blame.
"Oh? No wonder he's always listless these days, when he sees me. As if he wanted to see it but didn't dare to, I asked him what was wrong, and he didn't say. Lin Yuxi suddenly said, "What happened to his family?" Does the fourth uncle know? ”
"You know he's a man with a wife and children, right?" Lin Yiqing asked tentatively.
"Yes, he told me that he married in his hometown, got married, had a family, and had a son, who should be three years old now." Lin Yuxi nodded. "When he told me this, he always looked sullen. That day, I also said something I hated and didn't meet......"
"You know what? Just over three months ago, there was a great plague in his hometown, and his son died of the disease, and the child's mother was mentally stimulated and now insane. ”
"Huh?! That's not true, is it? ”
"It's true."
Lin Yuxi felt sorry for Yuan Weiting, "No wonder he ......" She seemed to remember something, her face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head.
After a long while, Lin Yuxi raised his head, looked at Lin Yiqing, bit his lip lightly, and asked, "Fourth uncle, you said, Yuan Datou and his knotted wife, are they very ...... What about love? When she said the word "affection," she blushed and lowered her head.
"Hehe, the order of his parents, the words of the matchmaker, where does he have a choice?" Of course, Lin Yiqing understood the meaning of her question, smiled, and did not answer her directly.
"That'...... In the future, Xi'er ...... 's lifelong event, is there no choice? Lin Yuxi looked at Lin Yiqing, and her breathing became slightly short.
"No, Xi'er has a choice." Lin Yiqing looked at the girl in front of her, her tone was firm and loving, "Xi'er's lifelong event is dominated by the fourth uncle, but the fourth uncle depends on Xi'er's choice." ”
Hearing Lin Yiqing's answer, Lin Yuxi's dim eyes instantly swept away.
"Really?"
"Of course. As long as the person chosen by Xi'er is not a mediocre person, but an immortal hero, the fourth uncle will never stop you! ”
"Thank you, Fourth Uncle!"
Lin Yuxi rushed to Lin Yiqing's side, jumped up, and hugged his neck tightly, Lin Yiqing smiled and took advantage of the situation to hug her.
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"Yuan Zhongxiang Gongji": Lushun asks right:
When Lin Wenzheng summoned Zhongxiang to come, Zhongxiang's uncle Yuan Gongbao was also present.
Lin Wenzheng said: 'You are a pawn, what can you do to ensure Xi'er's lifelong happiness? ’
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