In the year 4603 of the Yanhuang calendar, 1905, at dawn on March 9, the bank of the Liao River was still shrouded in a thick fog, and the rumbling cannon sound came from time to time on the east bank of the Liao River, which was the gunfire of the two armies fighting on the east bank.

Tie Gangliang, dressed in an overcoat, walked out of the shelter, in the morning fog, the soldiers in the trench sat on the shooting table with their guns, above their heads, the occasional sound of stray bullets could be heard in the air, 8 years ago in the evening, they complained about the crime in the shelter, and at noon the next day, when the cavalry appeared for the first time on the east bank of the Liao River and tried to cross the Liao River, the battle line that had been silent for several months finally rang out the gunshots, and the excited soldiers completely annihilated the invading army in just a few tens of seconds, and did not even give the other side a chance to counterattack.

And the enemy they annihilated was - three cavalrymen!

Subsequently, the large army that appeared on the east bank, strictly abiding by Nogi's orders, stopped at the east bank, and at the most critical time when the battle of Mukden had entered the most critical moment, even the arrogant Nogi probably did not want to provoke tens of thousands of [***] troops on the other side of the river to attack his First Army at this time, and at that time the happiest was probably the Russians, and he had to face the dilemma of being flanked from both sides.

Tacit understanding is often born of helplessness, just like this tacit understanding on the banks of the Liao River, although those soldiers built artillery positions, field hospitals, and even headquarters on the anticline of the dam on the east bank of the Liao River, and the officers and men of the Guards across the river, although from time to time they aimed their guns at those soldiers wearing navy blue military uniforms, or even officers, but no one pulled the trigger.

The past few days have been a kind of torture for Tie Gangliang and his soldiers in the trenches, and what could be more heart-wrenching than facing the enemy and not being able to fire.

Looking at the plaster flag on the other side, Tie Gangliang only felt annoyed and churning all over his body. Every day, when he opens his eyes, his first feeling is irritation. Now, as he looked at himself on the other side of the river, less than half a kilometer away, through the faint light of the mist, his anger churned even more violently, and his breathing became short.

"Turtle grandson's little book!"

When Tie Gangliang was scolding like this, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and he looked back, but saw that the regiment commander had actually ridden to the front line.

In the eyes of the soldiers, the regimental commander was dressed in a crisp tweed military uniform, with field binoculars hanging from his chest, and his white-gloved left hand rested on the handle of the saber. It was a Western-style saber made by the Ma'anshan Gun Factory after His Majesty ascended the throne, which was a gift from His Majesty the Emperor to senior officers, and on the bronze gauntlet of the saber, there was a five-clawed golden dragon pattern.

With the rank of lieutenant colonel, holding the saber given by His Majesty, he is not only the only one in the 52nd Division, but also a very young master in the Guangfu Army, as the commander of the fourth phase of the Whampoa Military Academy, he obtained this saber with the military merits of a new regiment in Shaanxi to conquer Lanzhou, and the 139th Regiment was deployed at the forefront, which was also regarded by many people as the commander's value to the regiment commander.

Xiong Kewu, who was riding on a horse, felt the muscles of the grumpy war horse under his crotch trembling spasmodically, and the rough breath from his mouth stirred up the cold winter air. The sun slowly rose, and a ray of sunlight fell obliquely on his thick body, and his right cheek felt itchy warmth in the sun.

As a native of Sichuan, Xiong Kewu is not used to this kind of cold eastern Layue day in Kanto, but although he is not used to it, he did not wear his military tweed, a coat in camel hair, but wore a brown tweed military uniform and rode on a horse.

Seeing the commander, Tie Gangliang and the brothers in the trenches hurriedly stood upright, tapped the roots of their boots and saluted.

"Hello sir!"

The thick Qin dialect sounded in the trenches, Xiong Kewu raised his horsewhip and returned the military salute, and then he stared at the cold babies he trained single-handedly, these Shaanxi babies are the same as him, they may not be able to get used to the cold of the Kanto, although they are wearing dogskin hats, but the cotton military uniforms on their bodies are still collared in the Guannei, although they are all wearing coats, but many soldiers are still frozen and their lips are blue, seeing that many soldiers are shivering, and a sentence comes out between his lips.

"It's not cold!"

"Report sir, Shaanxi's cold baby is not afraid of the cold!"

Tie Guoliang replied.

Nodding, Xiong Kewu on the horse turned his gaze to a younger warrior, who was still swinging around when he was standing upright.

"Cold no!"

Seeing that the chief asked himself, Zhang Bo hurriedly straightened his chest and replied.

"Report sir! I'm not even afraid of death, and I'm still cold......"

As soon as the words came out, Zhang Bo's intestines were blue, Leng Xiong, and the chief in front of him was not surnamed Xiong.

Xiong Kewu was not annoyed by the soldier's gaffe, but laughed out loud.

"Okay, you're a cold bear, it's a gentleman, I'm surnamed Xiong, but we're not a bear at all when we fight, if we start fighting, give me a hard beating, so that these Dongyang little noses can see how powerful our Shaanxi cold baby is!"

"Yes, sir, as long as Xiao Yuben calls, our masters, these sons of bitches will definitely be cleaned up! He doesn't even recognize his mother! ”

The soldiers laughed, they drove thousands of miles from Shaanxi to Kanto, in order to clean up the bitch.

"Sir, please speak!"

Amid the laughter, one of the warriors shouted loudly.

"Say!"

"Sir, how long do we have to sit, sitting all day long, everyone is panicking!"

"Sit down first! Raise your energy and sharpness, fight straight up, and point at you bear cubs like evil tigers, understand? ”

"Yes! Sir! Just look at it! Leng baby, never lose the face of Shaanxi! ”

When the soldier's words fell, Xiong Kewu saw a sentence on the wooden siding of the trench that he didn't know who wrote it.

"Born in Shaanxi, died in Kanto!"

When Xiong Kewu looked at this sentence and couldn't calm down for a long time, a white-bearded officer on a black war horse on the other side of the river couldn't calm down for a long time, and Nogi Noshinori on horseback finally saw the fortifications on the other side of the river when the fog faded.

And what made this general Nogi, who carried the coffin out of the expedition and vowed to be "buried together with the three canons", could not calm down for a long time, it was the fortifications on the west bank of the Liao River, originally he was just passing by the west bank of the Liao River, he was preparing for the final blow to Fengtian, and the fortifications that accidentally fell into sight attracted his attention.

"Fortunately, it's not the [***] team guarding Lushun!"

In any case, the dense barbed wire fences and scattered bunkers on the other side of the river clearly told him the reality that the Chinese [***] team was far better at defensive operations than the Russians.

"Your Excellency Commander, although China [***] is good at building fortifications, but China [***] has a weak will to fight, and it is far from being comparable to the Russian army, if it is replaced by China [***] guarding Lushun, maybe we only need 15 days to defeat Lushun!"

When the commander of the Fifth Brigade heard the commander's approval, Nanfang Chenbing, said categorically that he had participated in the Qing War, and his impression of the Chinese [***] team could not but be said to be profound, and this profundity was more due to the cowardice and incompetence of the Qing army.

It may be possible to change everything, but it cannot change the cowardly surname of a nation.

Nogi Noshinori did not directly refute the opinion of his subordinates, but directly asked another question.

"Major General South, what do you think of resisting the Russian army!"

"Your Excellency, most of the anti-Russian troops are from the Hu bandits of the Kwantung region, and their barbaric and aggressive, murderous surnames are far from being compared with the Chinese army in the Guannei, and the second legion that was stationed here in the past was the second legion of the anti-Russian army, but now it is the first legion, and most of its soldiers are cowardly Guannei soldiers, and the Guannei soldiers lack the barbaric and aggressive, murderous and bloodthirsty surnames of the Kanto Hu bandits in their bones, so the lower officials think that all the Chinese troops must not be measured by the anti-Russian army!"

In his opinion, the soldiers of the anti-Russian army may be the real soldiers, cruel, belligerent, bloodthirsty, all of them have the spleen and surname that a soldier should have, but for the Guannei army, he has no respect at all.

Nogi shook his head and looked at the fluttering Chinese flag on the other side of the river.

"In the south, when the emperor of China founded the Whampoa Military Academy, there was a school motto: there are no inactive soldiers, only inactive generals. The Chinese army emphasizes the courage of officers, awakens the courage of sergeants, supplements them with torture, and tortures them to force officers and soldiers to retreat, so it has succeeded in recovering China for several months...... I don't think I'm going to get there! ”

In the past few months, when the first unit of the First Army was transferred to the Kanto region, Nogi Noshinori had ordered the mission squad behind enemy lines to reconnoiter them, and as a result, many members of the mission squad behind enemy lines were captured and directly executed by the Chinese in the name of "horse bandits". Although Nogi doesn't know the army in front of him, he can at least know from a small amount of intelligence that this army's combat effectiveness may not be inferior to that of the anti-Russian army, at least not much worse than them, and it is definitely not comparable to the Qing army in the past.

What's more, even in the past, Yuan Shikai's Beiyang Army had considerable combat power. Thinking that Yuan Shikai could be forced to surrender, the Guangfu Army would not be sent there.

"This army is still too strange!"

Shaking his head and sighing helplessly, Nogi Noshinori had already driven away from the river dam and rode towards the new site of the headquarters, and from beginning to end, in the field hospital below the river dam, the wounded soldier with blood gauze wrapped around his waist and face had been staring at the general from the beginning, and even after he left, he was still on crutches and shouted in Chinese words.

"I'm going to kill the people of Luguo! Kill the people of Luguo! ”

He shouted as he walked in the direction of the dozens of war horses, and although there were many officers and soldiers coming and going on the battlefield, no one noticed that such a soldier whose face was wrapped in bloody gauze and looked like a madman, and a soldier whose head was wounded by a cannonball like this might have gone mad.

(To be continued)