Thundered~~~

In the sky above the city of Beijing, since the morning has been gloomy, the face has been gloomy, and not long after breakfast, lightning and thunder have begun, and this thunder is as loud as a cannonball exploding around you.

After a while, the storm came uninvited, as if to send all the anger of this god to the body of this Beijing city.

The foreigners finally quieted down, and the Qing army began to withdraw from Beijing in a panic from the West Gate. Perhaps for them, only leaving the capital is the safest choice.

And the foreigners did not send troops to pursue these fleeing Qing army routs, as for the reason.

The foreigners also wanted these Qing troops to leave as soon as possible, so that they could be safe in Beijing without searching, and a Beijing city with no resistance at all. Governance will be of greater significance, which will play a crucial role in future negotiations.

In a courtyard abandoned by the people, more than 30 soldiers hid in the house to avoid the rain, looking up at the sky from time to time, as if enjoying this long-lost quiet.

No one knows how long such a peaceful day will last, maybe it will be over in the next moment, they will have to return to the battlefield, maybe they will be able to rest all day, who knows?

Feng Xiangwen sat on the ground under the eaves and squeezed his body as far inside as possible to prevent the rain from falling on him.

His legs were forcefully split apart, and although there was a wound in one leg, it did not hurt the bone, and the bullet only pierced a hole in his calf, which hurt but was fine.

At this moment, Feng Xiang asked, holding a small branch in his hand, looking at the ground between his legs, drawing something from time to time, but it didn't take long for him to feel that he had drawn it wrong, so he directly erased the traces on the ground with his hands, and then drew a new picture again.

Wang Sirui, on the other hand, clasped his hands with interest, leaned against the wall, and watched Feng Xiangwen's movements with relish.

Talents that can be made!

This is Wang Sirui's evaluation of Feng Xiangwen on the psychological side.

Feng Xiang asked when he entered the army, and Wang Sirui couldn't remember it.

But at least, so far, even counting those officers, there is still no one who can have the kind of thing that Wang Sirui appreciates.

Today, however, a heavy rain forced the troops to rest. Under all kinds of boredom, Wang Sirui discovered this talent similar to 'Puyu'.

The reason why I think so is because Wang Sirui doesn't know where Feng Xiangwen can go in the future.

But even so, Wang Sirui is still unwilling to give up like this, you must know that it is extremely difficult to train an officer, and it is in this situation without any conditions.

Feng Xiangwen painted on the ground the picture of what they had experienced yesterday, the vertical line represented the road, the dot represented the soldiers, and the curved line represented the enemy army.

At this moment, Feng Xiangwen was restoring yesterday's battle situation on the ground.

Of course, it's not just about restoration. The question that Feng Xiang is currently puzzled about is from the hypothetical question that Feng Xiang asked himself.

From the picture, Wang Sirui can clearly see that although his side has surrounded the enemy, in a larger circle, there are more enemies surrounding them.

If this happens, how can the troops break through?

Feng Xiangwen thought of no less than five methods in his mind, but later felt that these five methods were not very reliable, and even the nature of a suicidal breakthrough.

"Alas!" Feng Xiangwen suddenly tapped his head with some annoyance, as if he really blamed himself.

Immediately, Feng Xiangwen wiped off the 'work' on the ground, and then planned to get up and enter the house. At this time, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and even with the help of the eaves, the rain could almost drip near the corners.

This is really a heavy rain that has not been encountered in a century, suddenly, Feng Xiangwen felt a pair of hands slowly helping him up, and when he looked back, it was Wang Sirui, and the frightened Feng Xiangwen stepped back again and again, intending to salute Wang Sirui.

"No need, you have injuries on your body, but you still have to focus on your body." Wang Sirui said with a smile, he was becoming more and more interested in Feng Xiangwen.

"Lord Xie cares, and he will definitely recover from his injuries as soon as possible and return to the battlefield." Feng Xiangwen also hurriedly said.

Wang Sirui smiled and waved his hand, pointing to the 'work' on the ground that was destroyed by Feng Xiangwen: "What were you doing just now?" ”

"This ......" Feng Xiangwen was obviously a little hesitant, obviously, he already knew that Wang Sirui must have seen everything he had just painted in his eyes, although it is a good thing to ask for progress, but Feng Xiangwen does not understand Wang Sirui's temper, and sometimes, it is not a good thing to ask for progress.

"What? Is it difficult to hide? Wang Sirui suddenly asked with a straight face.

"No, my lord, I'm bored here, so I want to think back to yesterday's battle. But my brain is a little stupid, so I can only draw yesterday's experience on the ground according to my own memory to remind myself. Feng Xiangwen said with some concern, and at the same time secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that Wang Sirui was a person who didn't like to be more serious, otherwise if he got to the bottom of it, he would be unlucky in the end.

Wang Sirui smiled, and did not answer Feng Xiangwen's words, but picked up the small branch that was just thrown on the ground by Feng Xiangwen, and redrew the picture according to the appearance of Feng Xiangwen's previous painting.

And Feng Xiangwen on the side, the whole person was only shocked at this moment. He didn't dare to imagine that Wang Sirui had completely memorized the restoration map he had drawn.

After finishing the painting, Wang Sirui pointed to the restoration map and asked: "This is the road, this is us, these are the Japanese who were robbed by us, and on the periphery, there are still a large number of enemies who have surrounded us." So, what's your conclusion? ”

"My lord, I ......" Feng Xiangwen didn't expect that Wang Sirui would understand the picture he had drawn, and even guessed what each symbol represented. If there were other people present now, I'm afraid no one would believe that this picture was from Feng Xiangwen.

"Tell the truth!"

"Annihilation!" Feng Xiangwen lowered his head and replied truthfully, he had thought of no less than five ways, but none of them could take them out safely.

And Feng Xiangwen was afraid that after saying this result, he would be disliked by Wang Sirui, so he refused to say it at the beginning.

Although Feng Xiangwen also thought about it, if Wang Sirui asked, he would use the house to replace those enemies outside, and fool Wang Sirui first. After all, who would dare to admit to their boss that they had made an assumption and then conclude that we would be wiped out?

"My lord, I am so ignorant that I really can't think of any way to let us leave smoothly."

"Don't admit defeat so quickly, now that you've given up, if you persist a little more and think of one more way, maybe you can succeed?" Wang Sirui smiled and encouraged, and immediately clicked a large number of dots on the picture.

"Since you're making assumptions about yesterday's situation, I'm going to tell you what to do if that assumption really happens!" Wang Sirui pointed to a large dot on the periphery, and then drew a circle on the small piece in the middle.

Looking at Wang Sirui's two actions, Feng Xiangwen was a little confused, but Wang Sirui, who had already done the prompts, didn't know that Feng Xiangwen was still stupidly waiting for him to continue to explain.

Seeing this scene, Wang Sirui could only sigh helplessly in his heart, this is the gap between modern times and later generations.

In later generations, a casual cadet, or someone who has been a soldier for a few years, can basically guess a rough idea by giving him such a hint.