The black, round, rumbling steam locomotive spit out puffs of dusty smoke and crawled from north to south as it pulled eleven mottled tin boxes.

This special train was full of officers and men of the Second Division of the First Army, because Jiang Dingwen's Fifth Regiment had an unexpected encounter with the enemy before the siege of the city, and suffered heavy casualties in the battle, and had already returned to the Xianning camp in advance for rest.

In the penultimate carriage, An Yi and Yin Jinan, who had just recovered from a serious illness, leaned on the special seats made of thick straw mats and blankets covered with thick straw mats, and chatted in a low voice with the bearded man sitting cross-legged on the straw mat opposite, predicting when to launch the battle to advance into Jiangxi, and whether the brothers of the Third Division led by Commander He Yingqin had already fought with the team of Sun Chuanfang, another major warlord, on the front line of Fujian and Guangdong.

At the door of the train, the brothers who had lost a series of bets reluctantly jumped off the slow train, handed cigarettes to the other brothers on the next two wagons, or took the full water bottles from the cooking brothers on the back left wagons, and then quickly chased after the wagons and ran up a hundred and ten meters before climbing up, angrily demanding revenge.

Chatting and chatting, the topic turned to the three battles of Wuchang City, An Yi handed the military cup to the Dong Yanzi on the side, told him to drink more water, and turned to Yin Jinan to answer his question in a low voice:

"It's hard to explain your question just now, under the circumstances of the excitement at that time, it was necessary to launch a third siege, and as for whether there are other reasons for this, we can't easily draw conclusions. Hu Zi just said that the idea of the principal taking this opportunity to test the loyalty and combat effectiveness of each department is also reasonable, you must know that from ancient times to the present, which commander has not tested his subordinates by fighting again and again? Even we ourselves promote our subordinates through missions and actions, right? So, for a further reason, let's not delve into it, I think of nothing to prove right or wrong, and I can only understand it but not say it, right? In this world, many things are unspeakable. ”

"Big brother, I don't agree with your last point of view, a man and a man stand up to the sky, what can you do?" Yin Jinan's serious illness still hasn't been thought about.

An Yi glanced at him: "One day you marry a wife, and the two of you do something at night, can you tell us the next day?" ”

The beard laughed, and Yin Jinan scolded angrily: "Big brother, why are you so dirty? It's really ......."

"That's right! It's filthy. ”

An Yi didn't smile but solemnly approached Yin Jinan: "For more than a year, you haven't read less dirty things in the history books, and you have seen a lot of dirty things along the way from the beginning of the Northern Expedition to the present, not to mention anything else, let's just say that we have secretly started the opium business in order to realize the ideals in our hearts, you can see and support this matter, why can't you see other things?" Brainless! ”

Yin Jinan was stunned, slowly leaned on the soft grass, and began to think painfully again.

"You can only understand it, but you can't say it...... Reasonable! ”

Hu Zi smiled slightly, stood up and stretched, leaned over and looked at the bandages on An Yi's left shoulder and the back of his head, and was relieved that he didn't see blood. He walked through the crowd of brothers to the open gate in the middle of the wagon, and continued to admire the masochistic game of jumping up and down the brothers, and when he saw a row of brothers Mu Wenjun jumping on the wagon, he immediately pointed out in detail the mistake of his steps and waist coordination.

After a few minutes, the beard could not stand idle, and when the last brother who ran with the wagon climbed up breathlessly, the beard stood by the door to observe the situation ahead and suddenly jumped down, rushed out of the roadbed in full view of everyone, and quickly crossed the ditch under the railway, and rushed to the frightened sheep herding baby on the gentle grass with a few ups and downs, took out an ocean and stuffed it into the hand of the child in a daze, skillfully moved a few steps sideways, and quickly hugged the big ram weighing more than forty pounds in front of him and ran as if he were running.

The brothers of the regiments on the wagons of the seven or eight carriages in the rear had been discussing the fact that the brothers of the engineer battalion had eaten enough and had nothing to do, jumped up and down when they found that the beard in a military uniform jumped off the car and rushed so far away, and immediately became interested, and after exclaiming, they pointed and pointed, and saw that the beard was holding such a big sheep and running and flying, and immediately cheered in unison.

The beard sprinted more than 50 meters, suddenly jumped high, crossed the ditch in a chic manner and then jumped on the roadbed more than one meter high, followed the last wagon forward for more than 20 seconds, and soon returned to the gate of the wagon just now, jumped on the train steadily, and handed over the frightened "bleating" big ram in his arms to the nearest Qu Tongyuan in the incredible eyes of the brothers, leaving the sentence "stewed mutton tonight" and returned to An Yi to sit cross-legged, took off his wet shirt, revealing his sweaty upper body, He took the teacup handed by the winter lady and drank the tea beautifully.

The beard's behavior immediately aroused heated discussions among the brothers in the leather of each carriage, and Liu Xiao and others in the officer compartment in the middle of the train were discussing the expansion around the square table, and they were also very surprised when they heard the colorful description of the adjutant who saw this strange scene, and then heard that the well-fed guys in the engineer battalion who came from dozens of miles were jumping up and down behind them, Liu Xiao shook his head and said "nonsense" and ignored it.

At this time, Liu Xiao and the other bosses, including the brothers of a train, knew that Hu Zi was not fooling around, but according to the secret plan formulated by An Yi, he seized every opportunity to train the team, and soon among this group of "foolish" brothers, he would select the best talents to join the guard platoon of the battalion headquarters. This capable "guard platoon" has a secret name called the "special detachment," and after it is formed, it will intensify its training, and the "special detachment" in An Yi's plan will be tested in actual combat.

In the last section of the convertible wagon, Li Xiaolong, a recruit who stayed among the forty-two stinky war horses and pack horses, was still reminiscing about the bravery of his beard, admiring the amazing combat effectiveness and work efficiency of this engineering unit, but he always felt that he was incompatible with this very unusual team.

It has been ten days since Xianning joined An Yi's "Model Camp", and Li Xiaolong has been with twenty groom brothers every day, serving the horses, transporting all kinds of materials and supplies, and he has not even had a chance to touch his rifle.

Li Xiaolong, who loved guns like his life, watched the cooking squad leaders of each company, the seven fireheads of the battalion headquarters, and even the old man who cut and shaved the heads of the brothers with a majestic shell gun hanging from his waist, and he only had a military uniform and belt, for which he hated and hated and was extremely frustrated. He knew that he had gained a lot from cleaning the battlefield, and there were guns in the arsenal of the battalion headquarters, but he begged his grandfather to worship his grandmother but he didn't get one for him, which made Li Xiaolong, who was strong-blooded, feel that he was discriminated against and even suspected.

Li Xiaolong also found that after the Hesheng Bridge was laid, the machine gun platoon of one of the elite battalions of the engineer battalion, which was the first to rush to the battlefield to collect valuable items like hungry wolves, acted secretly, and more than 60 well-equipped veterans mysteriously escorted a batch of supplies to Wuhan on horseback.

This result surprised this outstanding young man who was righteous and upright and full of revolutionary ideals, and at the same time was very disappointed, Li Xiaolong secretly decided that as soon as he arrived in Xianning, he would go to his superior, Secretary Tu Zhiyuan, to report, and at the same time once again asked to leave this bullshit "model camp". Although he quietly went to the Xianning headquarters camp on the second day after entering the "model camp" and asked Tu Zhiyuan for a transfer that was not approved, this time he was determined to leave this place that made him extremely disappointed. Although this team has amazing cohesion, has strict military discipline, hidden strong combat effectiveness, its own set of strong but very effective management regulations, and more favorable treatment and pay than any other unit.

In the march of "Bang Bang Bang Dang", An Yi, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, was also thinking fiercely, like Yin Jinan, who had been thinking bitterly about Yin Jinan beside him, An Yi was also painfully thinking about everything that had happened and occasionally felt in the past ten days.

An Yi's heart was very messy and heavy, he didn't know if the wise and wise General Li Zongren, who was in the minds of all the Northern Expedition soldiers, really didn't trust Hu Zongduo, who was not his descendant, but he could be sure that Hu Zongduo, who had been squeezed out by the Guijun generals, had already given birth to a dissent, and had been silently and skillfully accumulating strength that was completely his own; An Yi didn't know if the Seventh Army that had besieged the city in the last two times was helpless by the fierce blows of the enemy's gunboats, but he knew that Hu Zongduo would definitely tell Li Zongren about his reminder, because Hu Zongduo himself had seen it, and the enemy siege troops had also taken precautions, and An Yi was convinced that Hu Zongduo must have a set of means to deal with the enemy's gunboat bombardment, because An Yi also had a set of completely feasible countermeasures after thinking about it.

But why did the Seventh Army suffer the same blow again in the third agitated and large-scale siege battle, and it was quickly routed, so that the defending enemy could quickly mobilize the reserves in the direction of Zhonghe Gate and reinforce the direction of the attack of the Fourth Army and its own Second Division?

Again, why did the Fourth Army dare to use its own risky tactics while the Seventh Army did not? Could it be that the Seventh Army, which was invincible and invincible on the Northern Expedition, and was also called the Iron Army, was suddenly timid? Or is there no artillery? No! No way! What they have is courage and enough artillery.

So what is the reason?

An Yi, who was thinking hard, suddenly despicably thought of a painful possibility: If General Li Zongren, who had guessed by Hu Zi, "took the opportunity of the siege to consume Hu Zongduo's troops, which may not be able to lose the tail", would General Li Zongren repeat his old tricks and take the opportunity of the third siege to work and not make efforts, so as to consume the elite of the Fourth Army?

This thought flashed in An Yi's mind, and immediately made him shudder, and suddenly a voice in his head shouted solemnly:

No way! You are the heart of a villain and the belly of a gentleman! If this is the case, why did General Li Zongren take the lead in the Northern Expedition into Hunan and use his elite troops to assist General Tang Shengzhi, who had been defeated again and again, to fight back to Changsha and grow stronger? If this is the case, how could General Li Zongren command his more than 20,000 sons to fight bloody battles at Tingsi Bridge and Hesheng Bridge, so that young and brave soldiers will sprinkle their blood on the land of other towns? If this is the case, why did General Li Zongren lead his troops to pursue the city of Wuchang and immediately launch an indomitable siege operation, and repeatedly defeated and frustrated, becoming more and more courageous? What is the purpose of such a great general who serves the country, the people, and the world for the sake of the fiery and firm revolutionary ideals in his heart?

Another vile and dark voice in An Yi's head immediately sounded: People will always change, why wouldn't General Li Zongren, who had established great prestige through the Northern Expedition and become stronger, have other ideas? Since ancient times, whenever there are troubled times, the prevailing principle is the unspoken rule of "taking turns to do the same unseeded emperor". What's wrong with using all means to achieve your ambitions? History is written by the victors, even if the most unlucky Cao Ying was scolded by 10,000 people, but he eventually became the founding emperor of the Wei Dynasty, although he did not establish himself as a king during his lifetime, but no one can hide his great achievements and the fact that he became Emperor Wu of Wei. Take 10,000 steps back and say, why can't General Li Zongren consume the elite of the Guangdong army through the third siege? If you are the poor king of Guangxi, can you tolerate a more powerful force than you? Aren't you worried about being swallowed up by someone else? What's more, in the past few decades, there have been vicious wars between the two Guangxi and Guangzhou, and there are many grievances and grievances, and today's friends may be the enemies of Ming, as long as the far-sighted politicians will not be blind to this potential crisis, and if you can't see it, it only proves that you are a mediocre person! Besides, since ancient times, it has been a long time to become famous, for the sake of lofty ideals, what price can not be paid? Throughout the ages, which founding emperor did not have tens of thousands of white bones piled up under the throne...... An Yi's heart became heavier and heavier, and a more terrifying thought suddenly flashed in his chaotic mind that could no longer bear the burden: his principal has profound military knowledge and command experience, and even the outline for the construction of the revolutionary army was compiled by him, and he has been the chief of staff of the Guangdong Army for a long time in the assignment of Mr. Zhongshan, fighting at the forefront of the warlord wars again and again, and also has rich experience in the two Eastern Crusades, it is impossible not to see the fiasco of the two sieges under Wuchang City, It is impossible not to know the heavy price to be paid for another siege, but why choose to attack the city in the first place?

In addition, the enemy defenders of Hanyang resolutely announced that they would join the revolution after the fiasco of the third siege, which proves that the two sides had reached some kind of agreement before this, and the enemy defender Liu Zuolong would only electrify the whole country when the revolutionary army failed to attack the city, otherwise it is difficult to understand.

On the basis of the above two, why is it necessary to launch another futile siege with heavy casualties? Could it be that his own headmaster also has the mentality of consuming the strength of other opponents? At this time, why did General Li Zongren, who was the commander-in-chief of the siege, not try his best to stop it, but echoed it in unison? And what about General Bai Chongxi, who is strategizing and far-sighted? If this is the case, aren't he and the brothers of the entire second division also miserable chess pieces...... An Yi, who was startled, sat up suddenly, startling the beard in front of him and Yin Jinan, who was gradually getting rid of his troubles, and the two saw An Yi's sweaty and frightened eyes, and hurriedly supported him, nervously asking what was wrong?

The sharp-eyed beard stretched out his hand and gently pulled open An Yi's placket, and when he saw the white gauze on his left shoulder soaked with blood again, he sighed and complained in a low voice.

The sharp pain in his shoulder and the swelling pain in his head and the sound of "clang" made An Yi completely sober up, he exhaled heavily and said that he had a nightmare, smiled apologetically at his two brothers, and then slowly lay down again, closed his tired eyes and couldn't help but say: If only Lao Dao was by our side!

Why did you suddenly talk about the old way at this time? Hu Zi and Yin Jinan looked at each other inexplicably for a moment, and when they lowered their heads, they found that An Yi had fallen asleep......

(To be continued)