The Gobi is endless, the sky is clear and blue, and the sun seems to be roasting overhead, and even the sand and gravel are smoking. A group of people huddled in the haze on the back of the lonely mountain, chatting in the cool air.

"The sky is the quilt, the earth is the bed, I don't know how comfortable it is to fight in this battle...... Don't look at me like that! Dawa Yangjin gave birth to a son and a daughter for you, and your mind is full of filth! ”

It's not this voice, I really can't recognize this bearded man as Wang Tanghe, and the object of his angry denunciation, although it is still roughly neat, but the rough atmosphere is not much different from Wang Tanghe, and it is not the shy young man who shrunk in front of the collector girl back then, it is Zhang Hanwan, the commander of the Western Route Army, who has been buried in the northwest and hidden outside the sound of the decisive battle of the Yangtze River.

Zhang Hanwan smiled evilly: "Stay away from me, even my eyes understand, you are dirty!" ”

While the two were laughing, the sound of a clear brass trumpet sounded, and a large group of horses galloped in the distance.

Zhang Hanwan put down the binoculars: "It's the Khan's family, Luo Mao Demon does what he says, and Galdan Ce is here." ”

Wang Tanghe snorted coldly: "You have come to Qinghai in person, and he has not come forward, that is to eat the gall of an ambitious leopard!" ”

Several horsemen and horses rushed out of the smoke and dust, and rushed to Zhang Wang and the others first, led by a fierce young man less than thirty. He rolled the saddle and dismounted, saluted respectfully to the two, and his face was full of excitement: "Great marshal, general, our Great Khan is here!" I'm here to join hands with Great Britain to seek great causes! ”

Wang Tanghe's face was hesitant: "If you don't come again, you will go to Beijing to see our official family......"

Zhang Hanwan shook his head at Wang Tanghe, helped the person up, and said kindly: "Thanks to your good offices back and forth, Xiao Celing." ”

Looking at the pure white Dashi that was already clear in the distance, Zhang Hanwan's heart was slightly excited, and the game of chess in the northwest was finally alive. If it weren't for the decisive battle of the Yangtze River and the complete collapse of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, it would be difficult to make a big game of chess.

Since entering Sichuan last year, the Commander-in-Chief and the Privy Council have been dictatorial and arbitrary, taking over all affairs along the way, and the court rarely asks about them, and the newspapers rarely talk about them. In addition, the decisive battle of the Yangtze River, which stretches for thousands of miles, is too magnificent and eye-catching, and Zhang Hanwan and his people are not in the country's field of vision.

Recovering Sichuan, re-entering Guanzhong, and holding on to the front line of Xi'an with Fu Erdan, this performance is completely incommensurate with the strength of the three armies of Yulin, Longsu, and Dragoon on the West Road, which really loses the face of the old red clothes, and some people with a heart understand it this way.

There are also some people who think deeply and feel that the Western Route Army is not only seeking military stability, but also laying the foundation for Yinghua to enter the government of Sichuan and Shaanxi and Gansu. Shen Fuyang, who was in charge of Shen Valve, felt this deeply, and his infrastructure company took over the "lane project" of the road from Guangyuan to Hanzhong and from Daxian to Hanzhong. In the past, these roads were either plank roads or winding mountain paths, but now they have to be expanded into lanes that can accommodate at least two horse-drawn carriages in the opposite direction, and even if the mountain is opened with fire medicine, the project is extremely huge.

To build roads in such a down-to-earth manner, what is sought is long-term peace and stability, and there is naturally no need for the Western Route Army to march forward.

These ideas are all correct, after the Western Route Army entered Guanzhong, it was indeed a little weak against Fu Erdan's Shaanxi, Gansu and Qing Army, which was dominated by horse teams. Fu Erdan was steady, and he would never fight a decisive battle with the red-clothed soldiers, so he spread the net of the horse team, attacked and harassed everywhere, and ran away when he hit. The Anglo-Chinese army, which was dominated by infantry, could only advance steadily step by step.

For the Western Route Army, it is indeed more important to protect and protect the road out of Sichuan than to seize Shaanxi and Gansu. In order to ensure the transportation line, only 20,000 of the 80,000 red-clothed soldiers were at the forefront at most, and the Shaanxi, Gansu and Qing troops with a total of nearly 100,000 were fighting against cattle, and the progress was like a turtle.

But these ideas only count the objective side, not the subjective side.

Zhang Hanwan did not come only for Shaanxi and Gansu, but for the entire northwest.

..., connecting the western frontier of Qinghai, tying the Dzungar to the Anglo-Chinese chariot, and then returning to Shaanxi and Gansu, and then taking the opportunity to dispose of the Dzungar, this is the long-term strategy determined by the emperor, the Commander-in-Chief, and the Privy Council early on.

Wang Tanghe's dragoon army entered Sichuan, did not bring a single war horse, and even the whole army did not enter Hanzhong, but went northwest of Sichuan into Qinghai, which was based on such a strategy.

Luo Tangyuan personally led the most elite cadres of the Military Intelligence Department to operate in the northwest for several years, enlisting the support of some small Mongolian tribes to take over the dragoons. In addition, through the line of the big and small Celing, in the name of Princess Baoyin, he promoted the alliance of Arabutan and the British and formed the "British Alliance".

Arabutan died two years ago, and the successor of Galdan Tsering was also an ambitious man, and he was also a promising man to establish a unified military organization "Angji" and field artillery units. This person is full of hatred for Russia that oppresses Dzungaria, and he also misses Tibet and Qinghai. Of course, it is not for nothing to continue the great cause of Uncle Galdan and learn from the Manchurians to win the world of the Han people.

Gal Dan Tse Ling was very wary of Yinghua at first, his sister was robbed by Emperor Yinghua as a concubine, Yinghua also joined forces with the Manchu Qing to drive Dzungar out of Tibet, and now Yinghua came to pull himself against the Manchu Qing, he was naturally not very willing to enter the game.

But the rise of Yinghua is already an ironclad fact, and the influence of the "United British faction" is indeed not small, and more importantly, the decisive battle of the Yangtze River is nearing the end, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty has been defeated, not only to lose the entire south, maybe the north will collapse. Gardanzer couldn't sit still, and if he didn't fight the water dogs, he would lose the benefits of Dzungaria.

The commander of the Yinghua Western Route Army made a special trip to Qinghai to meet with Galdan Tseling to discuss the matter of joining hands in Qinghai and Shaanxi and Gansu. Galdan Tseling felt that he had a step and enough face, so he hurriedly led his army from Ili to prepare to participate in this feast.

"The grassland, the Gobi, and the desert are not your Han people, and your soldiers are not as good as our ten-year-old boys......

Under the pure white big cast, the stout Galdan Tseling said casually, as if he had no intention, but this was a pun, and he was already drawing and defining the boundary between the two sides.

A weather-covered man beside him said in fluent Mongolian: "Great Khan, the reason why we Han people are called Han people is that we are the eagles in the desert and the wolf Juxu." ”

Gardance laughed: "General Luo, you are a straightforward person!" In view of this, I am willing to join hands with you and you Han people! Let's take out the common enemy first, and then we will fight it out! ”

Luo Tangyuan also smiled and spurred his horse: "We will convince the Great Khan ......"

The smiles on the faces of the two were covered with several layers of true and false veils, but the laughter was extremely hearty, reaching the sky.

Jiangning, Longguandu, and Lifu dispersed, and a group of sturdy men in people's uniforms got on the ferry full of goods, and were about to start the boat, but a few small fast Jiao surrounded them.

"The military masters have worked hard, we have the token of General Manager Liu, and we are helping the camp to do things." Seeing that although the person who came was plain clothes, he behaved capably, and the fast boat was still painted with the navy number, and the man in the hat on the ferry bowed his head and hugged his fists in greeting.

"We are not a navy, nor are we a battalion ......"

A middle-aged man said aloud, and the man in the hat shook his head.

"The Xingmeng Association is suspected of stealing public property, and our Military Intelligence Department is investigating under the military order of the Commander-in-Chief."

Surrounded by his subordinates and boarded the ferry, the middle-aged man announced solemnly, face to face with the man in the hat who looked up, eye to eye. The two of them froze at the same time, and for a while, a strange smile also rose at the same time, and there was an incomprehensible hehe-hey laugh.

"Zhou Kunlai ......"...,

"Gan Feng Chi ......"

Grievances are entangled, and the two people, who have turned from friends to enemies, actually met at the ferry in Jiangning at the end of this north-south decisive battle.

Laughter is worse than crying, as if suppressing complex impulses, as if you want to hug each other and cry, and as if you are about to draw a knife and pull out a gun.

After a while, the laughter subsided, and Zhou Kunlai said bitterly: "Are you here to kill me, or are you here to destroy my Xingmenghui?" ”

Gan Fengchi's eyes were like knives, engraved on Zhou Kunlai's face, and he was silent for a long time before he shook his head and said, "Kill you?" You're a cripple...... A lame man who only knows how to seek wealth, and his heart has long been gone, what is the point of killing you? ”

Pointing to the full cargo on the ferry, he said: "Your Xingmeng will not be worth destroying, Nian Qianyao dedicated Jiangning Mansion to Xingying, and also left the wealth of Jiangning Prefect and the wealthy merchants in the city, which is Xingying." Your Xingmeng will help Nian Qianqiang, but you didn't let you take such a high commission. ”

Zhou Kunlai was embarrassed and surprised: "This, this is my own opinion, but ...... You're not here for me? ”

Gan Fengchi sneered: "Your Xingmeng will still be useful, in the future, you will honestly squat in the north and continue to sell news." As for your enmity with me...... I'd love to blow your head out with a shot, but it's not worth it. Instead of killing you, it is better to watch you sell news all the way, and finally retreat to the city of Beijing. Thinking about the scene when you were a dog for Manchurian, I can't express the happiness in my heart. ”

Zhou Kunlai suppressed his anger and said: "I, Zhou Kunlai, am not anyone's dog!" In this life, no one can let me be a dog again! ”

Gan Fengchi laughed: "Do you think this is to be a man?" You're still a dog, a dog who sold your conscience to silver, and you don't have a home, you're a wild dog! ”

The word "home" made Zhou Kunlai's body tremble slightly, and he lost his sharpness, he bowed his head and was speechless, so he let Gan Fengchi's subordinates drive him and a group of subordinates off the ferry.

"These guys can really fish in mixed waters, there are at least more than 100,000 taels of silver here."

"It's really nourishing to do their job, we only have six or seven taels of silver a month, and you are only more than ten taels at the head. Why don't we go and vote for that week? Why does he have to pay us three salaries, right? ”

The black cats of the Military Intelligence Department joked, and Gan Fengchi, the leader of the black cats, also had a black face, and slapped his subordinates with a head and face, as if he was taking the opportunity to vent his grievances.

Gan Fengchi looked at Zhou Kunlai on the shore, shook his head and said, "His kind of person is so poor that he only thinks about silver in this life......

Then he cheered up and shouted to his subordinates: "Hurry up and finish this mess, we still have big business to do!" ”

Zhou Kunlai on the shore also kept watching Gan Fengchi's figure, until he didn't enter the river, he didn't take his eyes away, and a thought was churning in his heart: "Home...... Where is my home, where is my home? ”

In Tanggu, the sound of guns and cannons and shouts of killing resounded in the sky, and waves of soldiers came from the north, hitting the hastily formed trench defense line like a tide.

"The enemy is a thief! It's all jumping clowns! As long as you pass this hurdle, you will have great wealth waiting for you! ”

"Prince Bao promised to raise the flag! Both the dead and the living will be promoted to three levels! Stay the course! ”

In the trench, Fu Qing and Tanggu General Soldier E Shan raised their arms and shouted, encouraging the morale of the defenders.

It was already September 7, and the Guangxu Emperor Hongshi implemented the Manchurian New Deal in Beijing's Jiancheng and surrounding prefectures and counties, like a stone rolling around, condensing a stream of order from the blood, an order that only accommodates evildoers and inhuman slaves.

At this time, the court official mansion held by Yun Smash and Zhang Tingyu had been pressed into the corner, and Hongshi felt that his hands and feet were stretched out, and he was extremely happy. On the one hand, a brand-new "Green Flag Battalion" was organized, and on the other hand, troops were sent to chase down Tianjin Prefecture to "bring Hongli and Ru Xi to justice". What public opinion, what country, the radicals' eyes are blood-red, no matter how difficult they are, they only want a war, and he only wants the dragon chair under the farts to be stable. …,

The clothed soldiers can't get on this big stage, Hongshi and others will keep the camp of the Xishan camp and the die-hard troops of the military camp at the same time, and nearly 10,000 people will be killed and rushed to Tanggu. Although the general soldier of Tanggu Eshan is loyal to Hongli, there are only more than 3,000 people under his command, and it is now the fifth day of guarding.

Shrunk in the back hall of the general army's yamen, the guns seemed to be around him, Hongli's face was pale, and every time the cannon sounded, his body had to tremble. He said frustratedly: "I knew that I should go directly to the south, there are still local governors in the south, as well as Zhao Hongen, Bazin and Nian Qianyao, yes, especially Nian Qianyao, he has the strength to fight with the old three!" ”

Ru Xi sneered: "At this moment, who else can be trusted?" Zhao Hongen, Bazin, who knows what is going on in their heads? As for Qianyao that year, Fourth Elder Brother, you really got into his hands, and I don't know how to die! ”

She was anxious with a hint of determination, and turned her eyes to the sea in the distance: "Soon, he's coming, before leaving, I've already spread the news, he's definitely coming soon!" ”

Hongli said with a little crying: "He, he is our mortal enemy of the Qing Dynasty, if he has other ideas, I don't know how to die!" When, we shouldn't have pointed at him in the first place! Which side are we on......"

Liu Tongxun's voice sounded, and he shouted loudly, surprised: "It's here!" Here it comes! ”

The spirits of the two suddenly lifted, Ru Xi was holding his chest and panting, and Hongli's face was full of smiles.

"Here comes the messenger from the south!"

The good news of Liu Tongxun spread all over Tanggu, and the morale of the officers and men on the front line was greatly boosted, and they even repelled the opponent neatly.

The sails were bulging, and a flotilla of dozens of huge ships swept across the bay with the wind and waves. Seeing the familiar Hangzhou Bay gradually thrown behind, on the battleship "Kunlun", Siniang said repeatedly: "It's over!" Drove through! The dragon gate is over there! ”

Li Xi hugged her with a slight smile: "No, our goal is Tanggu." ”

Siniang's apricot eyes are round, Tanggu!?

(To be continued)